Steward Lin took all the guards out and finally found Lin Ting's body on an ancient street.

After the housekeeper draped the corpse with high-grade silk cloth, he asked his subordinates to carry her back to the Lin family in a sedan chair.

Father Lin looked at his daughter's corpse and burst into tears.

Mother Lin cried and fainted.

Uncle Lin Ting's face didn't matter.

Lin Ting's grandfather, Lin Sui, was furious and smashed his favorite tea set.

Although Lin Ling was in retreat and cultivating, he also sent someone to find out the news, and he was secretly happy.

The next day, the forest courtyard was full of white sails, and the scriptures and paper money flew around.

Seven days later, the streets and alleys were even more white flags, crowds were surging, and the funeral was as lively as a temple fair.

Xiangmian stood on the side of the road and sighed: "This is the funeral of the children of Gaomen, if Mu Lang is dead, it is estimated that it will be a roll of straw mats, thrown to the side of the mass grave, and let the wild dogs and jackals bite their bodies." ”

Mu Lang stood behind him and said with a smile: "Young master, don't be sad, the slave will work hard to practice and protect herself."

"In the future, I will accompany you to hoe the strong and help the weak. Mu Lang looked at the fragrant cotton affectionately.

"Let's go, Mulang, let's go and learn a few tricks after the women's wolf defense. Xiangmian turned her head and said.

"But the young master's tricks are too ferocious, why poke people's eyes with his fingers, kick people's lifelines, and bite people's necks...... Slaves don't want to learn. ”

"You just have a good heart, your life is about to die, and you don't care if others are injured or not. Xiangmian said angrily.

The two walked in the alley full of snow and paper money, and Xiangmian has been educating Mu Lang, "Look at how terrifying Lin Ting is." ”

"You're thinking about others, I haven't seen what kind of secret weapon it is, and I cut off people's heads with one move. ”

"Let's not learn some skills, what if the young master is stuck in the future and has no time to save you!" ............

In a secret pavilion in the backyard of the Lin Mansion, the patriarch Lin Sui hugged his daughter-in-law Huang Shimeng and patiently comforted him.

"Meng'er, don't worry, I have ten sons under my knees, but I only have Ting'er, the only daughter, and I regard her as a supreme jewel. ”

"Now that she has been killed, I will definitely let that person's body be broken into ten thousand pieces, and she will never be able to live again. ”

Huang Shimeng wiped away her tears and said sadly: "Ting'er died so miserably, you must avenge her!"

Lin Sui nodded: "Meng'er, don't worry! I will let Song Heng kneel in front of you as if he was alive or dead, and let you pick your skin and cramp." ”

After hearing this, Huang Shimeng's eyes still flashed a trace of unwillingness, her daughter is dead, and when her husband dies in the future, who will the Lin family fall into.

Huang Shimeng suddenly took off her coat, revealing her belly pocket with a red peony pattern on a yellow background, and slowly approached Lin Sui.

The bamboo shadow on the attic flower window is oblique, the candlelight is swaying, and the more famous Huang Shimeng is white and beautiful.

Lin Sui Lao Niu exhaled and shouted, "Meng'er!"

Overnight, saffron pressed the snow.

Early in the morning, Father Lin stood in front of the window and asked the housekeeper, "Where has Madame gone?"

The housekeeper said sadly: "Madame misses Miss too much, and went to the Buddha Hall to pray for blessings." ”

"Lin Qiu, you go and add a cloak to your wife, and by the way, ask a few maids to bring some warm mattresses and cold soup for your wife to drink, don't make her sick. ”

"Yes, Fourth Master. The butler bowed and stepped back.

After the housekeeper left, Father Lin sighed alone in front of the window.

"Love is a light, so wonderful, guiding the future we want, oh ~ magic aurora borealis, oh ~ where is the green light ~~"

Xiangmian is singing excitedly.

"The young master sings so well, the scenery described in the song is so beautiful!" Mu Lang boasted.

"Mu Lang's mouth is so sweet, I'll let you eat a few more tripes later. ”

It was freezing outside, and the family in Qingyuan was happily soaking in the mandarin duck pot.

"Mother, I love mutton, a lot of mutton. ”

"Daddy cut some more lamb slices and put them in the pot and cooked. ”

"Mu Lang brought my favorite sesame sauce, soy tahini, and I want to dip it and eat it. Xiangmian said happily.

The whole family is happy.

Xiangmian was even more excited, "Today's mutton hot pot is so delicious, I'll sing a song to everyone to cheer up." ”

"Even the north drop flowers, I want to take you back to Karma, you are the most beautiful baby", and then Xiangmian stood on the chair, dancing with his own hands.

"Come to the left and draw a worm with me, draw a colorful phoenix with me on the right, draw a colorful phoenix with me on the right, draw a worm with me on the left, draw a big patriarch in my heart, nod my head above and below, my index finger and thumb are like ......"

"Hmm~Hmm, when is Young Master Song Heng, why are you still making trouble!" one of the six elders' subordinates came over and said.

"That's right, Young Master Song Heng doesn't know etiquette at all, and he's messing around there like a monkey!" another subordinate also said.

Xiangmian was playing too well, and she didn't pay attention to the comers, so she immediately got down from the chair and stepped forward to greet the guests.

"I wonder what happened to the two deacons?" asked Xiangmian.

A deacon pointed to Xiangmian's mouth and said, "Young Master, please wipe your mouth clean before asking."

Mu Lang immediately handed over the handkerchief, and after the fragrant cotton wiped his mouth, he asked. "The patriarch invites you to the Song Mansion to discuss matters," the deacon said.

"The discussion is to go to the inner courtyard, and the welcome is in the Song Mansion, and there are guests at home?" Xiangmian said curiously.

"Don't talk nonsense, young master, please come with us quickly," said the deacon.

"Mother, I'll come back when I go, and save some yellowthroat and prawns for me to eat," said Xiangmian.

"Son, don't worry!" Yan Liyu said.

"When my son comes back, he can eat the roast lamb rack. Song Shi said.

"Daddy, you guys are so nice!" Mu Lang sighed.

"Heng'er, don't worry, Uncle will keep the roast duck for you to eat. Song Wei said with a smile.

Mu Lang hurried to the front, "Young master, slave and maid, let's go and eat Laba porridge that makes people feel good." ”

"Uncle! The sherbet was excited.

"Deacons, I don't want to go now, you help me take a leave of absence from the patriarch. Xiangmian said that he wanted to stay.

The deacons were very envious, but they ruthlessly pulled the fragrant cotton away.

In the Song Mansion, the patriarch and his nine elders were all in the hall, and there were two strangers sitting on the guest chairs.

Everyone's faces were not good, and the two strangers were even more angry.

A man said to Song Xiu: "The head of the Song family, I came today to seek justice for the Lin family. ”

"Our two families have been peaceful for decades, but now you have killed the Lin family for no reason, and you are still the patriarch's favorite granddaughter, my Lin family is not finished with you. ”

Another continued: "If we don't get a satisfactory answer today, then we will have to fight you to the end."

One man was Lin Lin, the elder of the Lin family, and sitting next to him was Lin Lin, another elder of the Lin family.

Song Xiu changed his usual appearance of picking at the old man, and his aura was full of aura, suppressing the momentum of the two.

"This matter is empty, let's wait for Song Heng to come. ”

"If you two don't want to wait, then please," Song Xiu said confidently.

"Hmph!" Lin Lin on the side snorted coldly.

"The murderer pays for his life, and there has been no negotiation since ancient times," Lin Yu said on the side.

"Elder Lin is right, our Song family will definitely give an explanation," the sixth elder replied.

The Eighth Elder rolled his eyes at the Sixth Elder with disdain.

The Eighth Elder then said, "The people of our Song family are not something you can kill if you want. ”

"Does my niece deserve to die?" Lin Lin said coldly.

The sixth elder hurriedly said: "I believe that the patriarch will not shield the murderer, and for the sake of the peaceful development of the two families, he will definitely make the most correct decision."

The six elders thought to themselves, kill, kill, right in my arms.