Chapter 40: The Ma Family
Ling Gu is not sensitive to the smell of fashion, and even less sensitive to a few sets of all-red clothes to play "finding fault".
"Is there a difference between the three outfits?" Ling Gu was dazzled.
Mu Ying and Lu Zhu both looked at him with hatred, and Topaz, who came to join in the fun, also looked miserable, and sighed: "It's a shame that the son is good-looking." β
- So, do all my tastes depend on my face?
"That's it." Ling Gu casually pointed to one of them, and said to himself: "If it still doesn't work, let Bai Yu choose it." β
"Okay." Lu Zhu also compromised and said, "It's time for lunch soon, what does Childe want to eat?" β
"Let's get something light, I'm going to the temple after eating, I don't want to throw it up." Ling Gu said, praying in his heart that the Bright Moon Priest had not dissected the horse yet.
"Yes." Topaz and Green Bead replied, and the two left with their clothes in hand.
During lunch, Ling Gu was still thinking about what reason he would use to make sense with Bai Yu - Bai Yu asked him to go to the horse farm in the afternoon and have a good relationship with Tafeng.
Before Ling Gu could come up with an idea, he saw Boyan reporting: "Commander, the post station is surrounded." β
Ling Gu's head quickly turned, and then he understood: "People from the Ma family? β
Boyan nodded: "There are more than two hundred people, and there are many people who don't know where they are. β
"How can it be!" Ling Gu said righteously: "Gather a crowd to make trouble, and ignore him." Go, Boyan, you take me to kill their majesty. β
Boyan didn't move, and silently glanced at the commander in the seat.
Bai Yu looked at Ling Gu silently, with a bit of helplessness in his eyes, and a smile that he couldn't hide.
Ling Gu was aware of his thoughts, and he didn't feel embarrassed at all, and spread his hands and said: "Anyway, the prince named Beast Lan is also here to participate in our happy event, so it is reasonable, we can't ignore it." β
Bai Yu sighed and handed the sour bamboo shoot soup in his hand to Ling Gu: "Drink it first and then go." β
Ling Gu smiled, took the soup bowl and drank it in one gulp, took a handkerchief and wiped his mouth, and said, "Okay, are you going?" β
Bai Yu shook his head: "Soon the Dark Realm and Luoshui Snow Country will come, as soon as they come, there will be no quiet days." I'll take advantage of these few days to arrange the wedding banquet and the New Year's holidays. β
Ling Gu bent down and kissed the corner of Bai Yu's mouth: "I'm tired, Lord Commander." I'll come back and bring you the drunken crab from the White Horse Tower. β
Bai Yu smiled and sent Ling Gu away.
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Because the gate of the post station is unguarded, outsiders can enter and exit unimpeded. From the gate to the courtyard of the Eastern Beast Kingdom, there are people. Of course, those who gather in front are troublesome, and those who are behind are watching.
Ling Gu, Bo Yan and Mu Ying were mixed in the crowd watching the excitement, and the three of them were all wearing dark clothes today, so they wouldn't be too eye-catching.
"Hey, I see the wood." Mu Ying walked in one direction and muttered strangely, "Shouldn't he be in the Taiyuan, won't he throw Xiao Yunduo alone in the Taiyuan again." β
Muttering, Mu Ying had already squeezed to Meng Yu's side. Meng Yu stood under a big tree, leaning against the trunk of the tree and holding a piece of grass, full of street gangsters.
"Hey, why are you here?" Meng Yu saw them coming, and then stared at Ling Gu in surprise: "The boss is actually willing to let you out to watch the excitement, but you obviously got into trouble in the morning." β
Ling Gu laughed twice: "Running away and getting into trouble are two different things. Don't talk nonsense, what's going on? β
Ling Gu said as he patted Boyan's arm and pointed to the tree. Bo Yan comprehended, grabbed Ling Gu's arm, and jumped to the tree with him, so that he could see the picture of the crowd clearly-tsk, the coffin.
Meng Yu and Mu Ying also jumped up, Meng Yu squatted, pulled the grass from his mouth, and said, "After I drove the group of people who made trouble in the Taiyuan out of the door in the morning, I handed it over to the people in the Taiyuan." Later, the priest of Mingshui and a group of people carried out the corpse, all in one direction, I was worried that something would happen, so I flew a mechanical bird to Wei Yuan, and asked him to calm the back mountain, and I followed him to the temple to avoid accidents. β
"When I got to the temple, the body was handed over to the priest of the bright moon, and the priest of the bright water waited there, and I went out to eat. After eating, I went to the temple and looked at it, and the people of the Ma family came. β
"Priest Mingyue originally wanted to dissect people, but after the apocalypse, she also learned a lot of different medical methods in the world, and she has been using this dissection." When Meng Yu said this, he looked at Ling Gu with a curious baby's expression: "The world you came to is really like this, dissecting people at every turn?" β
It's no wonder that Meng Yu thinks it's incredible, because for monks, the inner mansion is an extremely important place, not to mention the inner mansion, even internal injuries will make the monk's cultivation regress a lot. Disemboweling at every turn, even if he knew that the other party was not a monk, Meng Yu was surprised.
So, Ling Gu ignored this question about the cultural differences between the realms, and asked, "Then, what did the Bright Moon Priest see?" β
"Trauma, there are a few bruises that look like the marks left by the beast." Meng Yu continued: "It just so happened that the people of the Ma family came at that time and asked the temple to return Ma Jihao's body. They also knew about the incident of breaking into the courtyard in the morning, so they took the body to the post station. β
"Oh, what do you say about the beasts in this yard?" Ling Gu asked.
"I just came, and the people haven't come out yet." Meng Yu pointed to a man in front of the courtyard and said, "That is the current head of the Ma family, Ma Wanlong." β
Ling Gu looked at it, and saw that it was a slightly chubby man. It just so happened that he turned his face and said something with righteous indignation, which made Ling Gu look at it straightlyβa fat nose, a sweaty head, and a tearful face......
Ling Gu was sincerely glad that he ate lightly at noon, otherwise it would be more blocked to look at such a greasy face.
"The uniformed student next to Ma Wanlong is Ma Jihao's younger brother, Ma Jifei." Meng Yu continued: "The two are not a few months apart, although they are not a mother, but the relationship is very good. β
That Ma Ji Fei is much more beautiful than his father, and his temperament is weak, and he is more like a scholar than a military cadet. Ma Jifei's eyes were red from crying, and he kept guarding the coffin, and it could be seen that his relationship with Ma Jihao was indeed good.
"Then they are all from the Ma family?" Ling Gu raised his eyebrows: "The weapons in their hands are really good." β
"Cut, that broken copper and rotten iron~" Meng Yu was very disdainful.
Ling Gu was speechless: "Measured by the standards of ordinary people." Although it is not hard to see, the workmanship and metal color alone are obviously much better than other weapons seen on the street. β
"This is the weapon used by the four families in their own homes." Boyan suddenly opened his mouth at this time and said, "Compared to ordinary people's things, they are really good." β
Meng Yu still rolled his eyes.
Mu Ying watched the play wholeheartedly, suddenly frowned, jumped up directly and stood on the branch, pinched her waist and said, "I seem to have heard the word 'Shuai Fu'." β
At this time, the crowd was also a little quieter, and Ma Wanlong's impassioned roar reached the ears of the four people on the tree very clearly.
"What this Eastern Beast Kingdom is like, the people of Bermuda City know. This year, the Shuai Mansion is happy, but that's how they came to congratulate the Shuai Mansion? β