"Husband. How can this be done?" Yang Juan's face turned pale. Cai Wu looked at Yang Dao with concern.

"What to do. What should I do? How do I know what to do?" Yang Caiwu looked at Yang Chong lovingly. Have a long face.

"Then you say. What does Pang Zunzhe want?" saw that he looked absent-minded. At this time, Yang Juan has changed her vulnerability. The fate of the three of them was at stake. There's no room for error.

"Things... Things ......," Yang Caiwu touched his son's forehead with one hand. Muttering. The moment suddenly brightened. As if remembering something: "Unless ......"

"What is this?" Yang Juan looked puzzled. Ever since she married the Yang family. She really didn't know what Yang Wu was hiding from her.

"Juan. You don't know. My father came home that year. I got something. Let me take good care of it. Don't tell anyone!" Yang Caiwu's eyes were full of guilt. Hold your head in your hands. "I want to go now," she whispered. My father must have had a hunch!"

Yang Juan looked at her husband in pain. Think about the situation of the family at this time. I can't help but feel sad. He held Cai Wu in his arms and cried bitterly: "Then we'll send something to Pang ......."

Yang Caiwu suddenly raised his head. "No," he said blandly. The cause of his father's death is unknown. Now it seems. It probably has something to do with it. Maybe it was Ponturi who secretly murdered him!"

"It's not going to work. No way. You'd better do something. It doesn't matter if we die. But Chong'er was only eight years old. No way... Ouch!" looked at the sleepy Yang Chong. Yang Juan could no longer hide her worries. Tears welled up in her eyes.

"Ahh Raise your arms a few times. But in the end it fell behind. It becomes a sigh. I don't want to be surprised by the layout of the house.

In a small room. The décor is very simple. Just before Wang Mo moved in. There are only a dozen delicate arrays in the house. In the air. It seems mysterious and unusual.

Before, their hearts were burning. There is no place in the house to see the furniture. This scene caught Yang Caiwu's attention. The complexion changed several times. Both of them looked at Yang Juan's mother and son. An uphill battle. He got up and walked outside.

......

"Does he know where it is?" Ponturi's heart tightened. Hesitant to break the rules of the party. Kill Wang Mo on the spot.

But I caught a glimpse of Wang Mo's calm face. I won't give up on this idea.

Wang Mo on the side looked at his face. The heart is controversial. Still indifferent. I have no intention of opening my mouth to continue arguing.

"Hmph. I don't know where this kid came from. How do you know?" Wang Mo was speechless. Pang Tu cursed in his heart. "As long as Taoist friends don't interfere in this matter anymore," he said. Please feel free to mention any conditions. As long as I can do it next time. “

"Huh?" Wang Mo thought about the next step. He didn't change his face and said, "Haha." Daoyou is joking. I will stay at Yang's house for a while. Finally, there is the feeling of burning incense. Please call you out of here. ”

Seeing that Wang Amo looked tepid. The appearance of not eating soft and hard. No matter how good Ponty's patience is, it becomes invisible. Pull yourself together. A wave of red gold fluctuates vigorously. Apparently caused by anger.

At this moment. The wooden door of the hall, which had been closed, was opened. Only Yang Cai Wu walked in with a pale face and a difficult expression. He knelt down in front of Wang Mo for a while and said, "My predecessor saved my family of three." The younger generation has nothing to report.

He said. Then take one item out of the storage bag. Raise your hands above your head.

This happened. Ponturi can be seen clearly on the sidelines. The vitality of the whole body fluctuated several times. Greed burns in my eyes. But they did not put it into action.

Cai Wu looked at the semicircle in Yang's hand. It was dark. Something like an ordinary iron plate. Wang Mo's eyes narrowed. It means a lot to Yang Caiwu. Didn't say much. Hold it gently.

Yang Caiwu felt much more relaxed. But still lying on the ground. The atmosphere did not dare to take a breath.

The fingertips holding the piece of iron gently rub the rough surface. Turn around and take a closer look at yourself. Or Ponty staring at the piece of iron in his hand. Wang Mo's mouth turned up slightly: "Pang Daoyou." But what about this thing?"

"Yes. That's the way it is. Just give it to me as a friend. This statue is guaranteed. He will never come to harass the Yang family again!" Pang Turi's eyes looked as if they were only iron plates. A pair of commitments.

"Huh. Pang Daoyou was joking. I didn't say I would give it to a Taoist friend. Wang Mo's wrist doubled. But the pieces of iron are put into storage bags.

"You ......" At this point, what I was looking forward to at night was right in front of me. But it was taken away by someone else. Ponturi said that the real exchange rate of the renminbi is fluctuating. Tsukiji's mid-term achievements exploded. Press to Wang Mo.

Hula.

A gust of wind blew in the hall. Tables and chairs blown away by the wind tumbled. There were only two people sitting in chairs. But Yang Caiwu was by Wang Mo's side. Not affected.

This strange wind came quickly. I'll be there right away. Suddenly there was no movement.

glanced at Wang Mo deeply. Ponturi immediately regained his composure: "Good, good, good. Tao Friendly means, "I have tried many times to arouse this respect." “

Hear this. The corners of Wang Mo's eyes could not be examined. A pang in my heart. "Haha," he said calmly. What do you say? I never wanted to offend my Taoist friends. “

"Hey, hey. Smart people don't swear. Now that Daoyou already knows about it. The statue will no longer be hidden. Not to mention. There is no place to explore alone!" Pang Tuli looked at Wang Mo and smiled. It turns out that this is the only meaning before the change.

"Oh!" Wang Mo replied softly. But not much was said. Noncommittal expression.

Pang Tuli frowned slightly: "Since Tao, you don't want to sell this thing." Let's join hands. I want to get more benefits. I wonder what my friends think?"

"Forgive Wang for asking too much. It was just the two of us who went. Or are there other Taoist friends involved?" Wang was very happy. Suddenly asked.

"Huh. Tao you can rest assured. This matter is serious. If it weren't for friends... Hehe, "Seeing that Wang Amo is moving." Ponturi's eyes sparkled. Just looked at Yang Caiwu lying on the ground.

Eyes and body. Yang Caiwu suddenly shuddered: "Senior, Pang Zun." The younger generation swears. I would never say anything about it!"

"Hmph! This statue only believes that the dead cannot speak!" Mr. Turry snorted coldly. The ferocious meaning of these words is revealed.

"Pondao friendly. Don't embarrass the younger generation!" Seeing it point the finger at Yang Caiwu. Wang Mo was forced to speak. The meaning of his words. Why didn't he understand? However, he could not do such a thing under any circumstances.

"Let it be. For the sake of Taoist friends. I will spare your family. But you have to swear by your wife and children. If there's any rumor, hehe!" Ponturi looked relieved. Although the tone is a little loose. However, Yang Caiwu was not spared.

"This ......" hears this. Cai Wu hesitated slightly. looked up at Wang Mo who was frowning. Then swept towards the Pope who was staring at him. Tighten your heart. Then he raised his right hand. The three dots point together to the sky. "The younger generation, Yang Caiwu," he said through gritted teeth. I swear here. If there is any leak from today's events. Junior... The younger generation... Wife and..."

"Enough. Fat Taoist friend, let's talk when we leave!" Wang Mo suddenly spoke. Interrupt Yang Caiwu's next sentence.

Regardless of Yang Caiwu's gratefulness. Pantu's unconcealed expression flashed. But that didn't happen. Just a faint snort: "Since that's the case." Then after the 3rd of this month. Wait for me at the south gate of Fangshi!"

"Good. That's it. See you in three days!"

Look here. Ponturi wasn't good enough to say more. Only one hand. The light swept Yang Caiwu's eyes. He left immediately.

"Get up!" watched him leave. Wang Mo said lightly to Yang Cai.

"Thank you for saving my life!" Yang Caiwu got up. The color of guilt on his face.

Wang Mo slowly stood up. I looked at him again. There's nothing to say outside. Yang Caiwu didn't dare to say more. Keep up.

He came to the planting area of Pingyue. Yang Juan looked at Yang Chong irritably. Seeing Wang Mo's arrival. Hurriedly got up to greet him. But was stopped by Wang Mobo.

"Today, later. Your family is safe. Is there any other place to settle down?"

"This ......," Yang Caiwu and his wife looked at each other for a while. His face was full of embarrassment.

......

Castle Peak Plaza City. Not thriving street corners. There is a small shop flag. There was a slight drop in the flow of people.

in the backyard. Wang Mo sat alone in the room. Holding a piece of black iron. It took me a while before I slowly opened my eyes.

"Shout. What the hell is this? What can make Tsukiji monk so immortal...... "Look at the iron hand." The look of doubt in Wang Mo's eyes was very strong. After a moment of contemplation, it changed hands and was placed in a storage bag.

This piece of iron is the most common. Not attractive on the surface. Wang Moshen knew that the probe was going down. But there are no clues. Whenever God knows something. His feelings. This thing is like an ordinary iron plate.

Although the root cause has not been explored. But three days later. There will be results. Wang Mo didn't care too much about this.

The next morning. In the small yard. The central door creaked open. At this time, I saw Wang Moyi running out.

"Good morning, senior!" Yang Caiwu looked grateful. The three of them need not be afraid anymore. It's all the work of the person at hand.

"Okay. Don't call yourself a senior. Just call me master!" Wang Mo said helplessly. Seriously, he's only 18 years old. Before being defeated by the older generation. The old man shouted. I'm not used to it.

"Yes, yes!" asked Wang Mo. Yang Caiwu naturally would not refute.

"Okay. As long as you don't leave the party. Even Pang Tuli didn't dare to do anything!" Wang Mo had a gentle face. I didn't notice anything out of the ordinary.

Yang Caiwu looked at Wang Mo carefully. A breath grows in the bottom of my heart. He had previously handed over to Wang Mo what his father had left in front of Ponty. Obviously, there is a suspicion of taking advantage of the other party. But the other side not only did not blame. It is also for their families to arrange a back road. This feeling made him feel guilty.

"This yard. I'm going to build an array. There's a control method where I usually refine low-order multipliers and other miscellaneous things. Enough to cope with the simple refining method you learned. But don't be careless. Although they have scruples about each other in Fangcheng. It's hard to avoid another dog jumping over the wall!" Wang Mo took out a storage bag. Give it to Yang Cai Wu. He waved his hand and stopped talking. He walked out of the store.

"Senior ......" looked at the disappearing figure. The corners of Yang Caiwu's mouth squirmed. But no one said it.