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The originally blackened lips were already pale.

"I heard that he died from the silver needle?" You took a shot and looked at it no more.

Fang Mao nodded and said, "Exactly." However, if there is no silver needle, it will be able to survive to the Perak Hall. ”

"But even if he comes back, the master of the parish is not good at saving people at all. When you come back, you just wait for death. You pointed out the problem at a glance.

Fang Mao was stunned for a moment, and after thinking about it carefully, this was indeed the case.

The people in the Black Gimmick Cave were not fatally stabbed, but they were saved by Fangjiazhuang.

When he was on the ship, Commander Zuo had already revealed everything he knew, and there was no need to kill him at this time.

Just to blame Fangjiazhuang?

But he exposed the two nails he buried in Fangjiazhuang?

It was obviously enough to make a fuss about the matter of Deputy Envoy Zuo before, and the death of Envoy Zuo would cause others to speculate that Fangjiazhuang was slandered.

Although the temporary situation is indeed that the brainless people are starting to move on the other side's house.

It is probably that he is dissatisfied with Fangjiazhuang's occupation of several major families for many years, and he took the opportunity to rise up.

"This may be their purpose, to take the opportunity to blame our Zhuangzi."

Although he thought about it a lot, he still returned to the purpose of his trip.

There are many smart people in this world, but there are more rabble, and there are not a few smart people who take the opportunity to pretend to be stupid.

You Yigun glanced at him approvingly, but said something else.

"Definitely. But it could be something that happened that you didn't know about that caused them to be killed! ”

Fang Mao's heart was shocked. 、

It's not impossible.

But because Brother Wang said something about the black gimmick hole, everyone focused on the black gimmick hole and those moles.

After the incident of the left deputy envoy, Wang Xiaodi said that he had seen the sect that no one had ever seen.

Was there something wrong with Brother Wang, or was someone who heard about it at the time and took the opportunity to divert attention.

It's a pity that Fang Mao didn't know about Junior Brother Wang's martial arts at this moment, and if he knew, he probably wouldn't have doubted him.

"Is the hall master thinking too much?" Fang Mao smiled reluctantly.

You Yigun only glanced at him with a slight meaning, and then stopped mentioning the matter.

"I have already arranged the funeral of the Zuo envoy ten days later, and I have also sent out invitations and invited many friends from the rivers and lakes to come. Master Fang Zhuang will definitely come as well, Little Brother Fang Mao doesn't mind staying here for a few more days. The scenery of Taihang Mountain is also unique. ”

Fang Mao didn't know what he was planning, so he simply explained that the owner of the village had already explained that he stayed in the Perak Hall before he rushed to Taihang Mountain.

"Then thank you, Hall Master." Fang Mao arched his hand.

After that, You sent someone to take Fang Mao and the others to the other courtyard.

Ning Yuxuan in the backyard of Perak Hall.

Yu Yu stood in the corner of the verandah, looking at the woman who was swinging not far away.

The woman was only fifteen or sixteen years old, with a beautiful appearance, a face like jade, and a faint layer of brilliance on her body.

In her arms sat a little girl of three or four years old, whose eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to those of the woman, but her age was not yet visible.

Laughter echoed in the courtyard, and the woman inadvertently glanced back at the verandah, stunned for a moment.

Seeing You Yu walking towards her, he immediately stopped the swing and walked down with the little girl in his arms.

"Youyu, you're back." The original smile on the woman's face froze.

"Don't you want me back? Seventeen...... Aunt. Yu Yu looked at the child she was holding in her arms.

He was gone for four years, and she even gave birth to a child.

It's really worthy of him.

The woman didn't want to say anything more with a calm face, and was about to leave with the child in her arms.

"What's the name?" You Yu asked.

"Rejoice." The woman replied lightly, and walked into the house with the child in her arms.

"Joy, joy, what a pleasure." Yu Yu repeated, laughing.

The moment the door was closed, the woman couldn't help but take a deep look at him, engraved in her heart.

When he saw the door closed, he went to his mother's.

His mother is only in her thirties, but her appearance is no different from that of a twenty-eight girl.

It's just that although his father is not a womanizer, he does not refuse women to come.

Fortunately, his mother didn't care about any of that. Gradually, there were seventeen concubines.

When You Yu entered, Wan Le was sitting in front of the desk embroidering, and the two maids from before, Ruhua and Ruyu, were still accompanying him.

"Mother."

Wan Le looked up and saw that it was his youngest son who had returned, but he only smiled slightly, as if he had expected him to come back today.

"I'm back, come and sit."

The tone was so ordinary that You Yu thought that he was just out in the morning and came back in the afternoon.

But he knew that his mother had always been like this, and she always spoke lightly, which was really good to him.

"Mother, how did you learn to embroider?" You Yu rarely sat obediently opposite Wanle.

He knew that his mother was a woman who liked to dance with knives and guns, not to mention that she was born in Wanyumen, and she would be unable to use a sword every day.

I haven't seen my mother be a female celebrity since I was a child, and it's really a little fright to see it now.

"I have made a sword, this little embroidery needle is not difficult for my mother." Wan Le said with a smile, but his tone was still not surprised.

You Yu looked at her suspiciously, and then leaned over to take a look, and the good threads were presented in a ball on the brocade cloth.

"What is this?"

Wan Le put down the embroidery needle, glanced at him, and said, "Peony flower." ”

"Green peony?"

It was a mass pattern of green silk threads, and if it weren't for a pot of green peonies on the shelf next to the desk, you would have suspected that her mother was joking.

Wan Le nodded, the green silk thread she used was not a green peony.

"Is Nanyang okay? Look at your body and bones are much better than before. ”

"My son learns guns every day, so he naturally gets better." But he didn't mention Nanyang.

Wan Le raised his eyes and looked at Downstream Yu and said, "It's not easy to reach the late stage at a young age. Your eldest brother didn't enter the late stage until he was twenty years old. ”

You Yu naturally knew about it, but in his mother, he had a lot less shadow, but more youthful.

"Isn't the mother going to reward her son?"

"Then mother will show you a purse." Wan Le didn't raise his head, and the embroidery needle in his hand turned quickly.

You Yu was stunned for a moment, and guessed: "Mother doesn't plan to give this in her hand to her son, right?" ”

That lump of green stuff, mother wouldn't be so ruthless, right?

"You don't want it, do you?" Wan Le was originally distressed and still had to show one, but at the moment he felt that You Yu's proposal was good.

"Well, this, mother might as well give it to father." You Yu thought it would be nice to give his father a lump of green things.