Qin Changhe really came.

It's just that few people know that this is the Qin family's manor.

This manor is definitely no less than the Wuzheng Villa of the Fifth Master.

Although there are usually people who take care of it, these people never reveal anything to outsiders.

Lights were lit everywhere in the manor, and these servants who took care of the manor respectfully stuck to their posts.

Everyone appeared cautious and extraordinarily cautious.

Dozens of people, almost without making any sound.

Two car headlights, skimming over the fence of the gate.

The doorman immediately trotted and stood at the doorway in a salute.

As the electric door slowly opened, the car drove into the compound.

Qin Mu got out of the car and looked at the manor.

I've been in Jianghuai for a while, but I didn't know that there was such a place.

After a few glances at the rules and regulations, Qin Mu followed the middle-aged man into the hall.

The Qin family, known as the king of the ancient martial arts family in Tiandu, Qin Changhe stood quietly in front of a huge poster with his hands behind his back.

On the poster, there is a particularly beautiful big star.

The cherry mouth, the moth eyebrows, the particularly moving goose egg face, and the delicate facial features look really moving.

It's just that the poster has been around for a long time, and it was actually shot more than 20 years ago.

The women on the posters are not as charming as those female stars now.

On the contrary, it exudes a pure temperament.

Such a woman is very likable.

But no matter what, appearing in such a place naturally seems a little weird.

With Qin Changhe's identity, how could he hang such a poster in his manor?

Seeing Qin Changhe's frowning brows and his preoccupied appearance, the people around him didn't dare to say anything.

The middle-aged man who went to greet Qin Mu came in, "Family master, Mr. Qin has arrived." ”

Qin Changhe stood still for a while, and then slowly turned around.

"Let him in!"

Qin Mu came and said loudly, "Mr. Qin called me over so late, what advice do you have?"

Qin Changhe smiled slightly, waved his hand, and everyone quietly retreated.

The middle-aged man also retreated, and there were only two people left in the hall.

Qin Changhe invited, "Sit!"

He actually made tea himself, Qin Mu was secretly surprised.

When I looked at the huge poster on the wall, I suddenly understood something.

It seems that Qin Changhe still can't forget it.

But the little beauty on the wall is indeed quite beautiful.

If you change yourself, I'm afraid you will be tempted.

It's just that more than 20 years have passed, and this little beauty on the wall should not be less than Chen Qianjiao's age, right?

Qin Mu was paying attention to the poster on the wall, and Qin Changhe was paying attention to his eyes.

"I'm sorry to invite you here so late. ”

Qin Changhe poured tea and said very calmly.

Qin Muwan'er smiled, "It's okay, anyway, it's a long night, and I can't sleep too early." ”

"Oh! As the night goes on, there are so many dreams. I really can't find a place to spend my time?"

Qin Changhe smiled, "Since that's the case, then we might as well talk." ”

Qin Mu picked up the teacup, leaned close to his nose and sniffed it, "The tea is good, this should be a hundred-year-old tea, right?"

Qin Changhe nodded, "Mr. Qin, there is something I don't know if you know?"

"You say!"

"Yapeng came to Jianghuai last time, and after talking to you, he was attacked by unknown people. ”

"Several Qin disciples died unexpectedly, and Yapeng's skills were abolished, who did it?"

Qin Mu was stunned, "Qin Yapeng's skills have been abolished?"

Qin Changhe nodded, looking at Qin Mu with a pair of eyes fixedly.

But there was no joy or sorrow on his face.

Could it be that he is coming for the Qin family's mental method again?

Qin Mu had a hunch that more and more people were fighting the idea of Qin's mental method.

It seems that Qin Yapeng will not escape.

Last time it was the Red Clothes Square, who is it this time?

Qin Mu's expression froze, "Do you know who did it?"

Qin Changhe shook his head.

"But it's useless for them to get the Qin Clan's Mental Method, there are many people who imitate the Qin Clan's Mental Method, and no one has ever practiced successfully. ”

Qin Mu was surprised, Qin Changhe seemed to be very conceited.

You must know that only your own clan is the orthodox descendant of the Qin family.

The descendants of the real Emperor Wu.

What is the origin of their Tiandu lineage, Qin Mu is also in the dark.

He was so confident that he obviously thought that their Tiandu Qin clan was orthodox.

Qin Mu understood in his heart that since he was sensible.

The family has said that every Qin family has a mission.

And Qin Mu's mission is to try to find the whereabouts of the missing page in the mental method.

He also vaguely felt that the family had a greater mission.

It's just that no one talked to him about this, maybe they think that young people are not cultivated enough to take on this important responsibility.

Ever since he met Cheng Lao, Qin Mu gradually knew that the family was burdened with the responsibility of Zhongxing Martial Dao.

In addition to this, there are many hidden things.

He wanted to know what happened to that scene a hundred years ago?

So that such a big family has not fallen here.

What kind of force participated in striking while the iron was hot and slaughtering the Qin clan back then?

Is the Tiandu Qin family a lineage of Emperor Wu?

Wait a minute......

A lot of the questions are to be figured out on your own.

Obviously, Qin Changhe came to test himself.

Long before, there were many rumors that Qin Mu was Qin Changhe's illegitimate son.

It is estimated that Qin Changhe also thinks so.

So the atmosphere was a bit weird tonight.

The two of them have their own thoughts, and it feels very subtle.

Soon, after drinking a pot of tea, Qin Changhe stood up.

"Mr. Qin, let's go to the yard for a walk!"

Qin Mu said yes!

It's rare that you have this Yaxing, so I'll accompany you around.

At this moment, he became more and more suspicious.

Qin Changhe is too abnormal today, and there are posters of this star hanging in the hall.

The intention is obvious, probably to see your own reaction.

At this moment, he proposed to go to the courtyard again, if he guessed correctly, he still wanted to test himself.

It seems that a long time ago, he and the little star should have spent a long time here.

"Head of the house!"

The two came out, and the servants who were guarding outside shouted respectfully one by one and bowed.

Qin Changhe walked slowly around the courtyard with his hands behind his back.

"This is the yard I built when I was in Jianghuai, and it has been more than 20 years since I blinked. ”

The yard is big and magnificent.

It's just that there is a sense of silence of a large family everywhere.

The people who live here are careful when they even talk and walk.

The entire courtyard, although not as good as the Jianghuai families, is not inferior to those newly rising wealthy families.

There are four buildings.

"Mr. Qin, how do you feel about this courtyard?"

"Huh?"

Qin Mu was stunned for a moment, "It's good! Seeking tranquility in the middle of the noise, such a courtyard is rare in Jianghuai." ”

"If you like it, I'll give it to you!" Qin Changhe didn't have much expression on his face.

Forehead?

Is that good?

Qin Mu waved his hand, "No merit is not rewarded, I understand your kindness." ”

Qin Changhe turned to look at him, "It's okay, it's okay to keep it anyway, it's better to give it to you." In this way, you will have a place to live in Jianghuai. ”

"Manly husband, you can't send someone under the fence, right? Besides, the Shen family girl is following you, don't you want to give her a stable environment?"

"Okay, since everyone is in the same line as the Qin family, maybe it was one family five hundred years ago? ”

Qin Changhe ordered, "Come on, tidy up the yard, from now on, this is Mr. Qin's residence." ”

No way!

If you give such a big house when you meet, will it be a sugar-coated cannonball?

Qin Mu was pondering his thoughts.