Ju's Winery, Ju Lao stood under the eaves, looking at the strings of raindrops falling from the eaves with complicated eyes, and looked into the distance.

Ju Wuzhu stood at the door of the hall, hiding behind Ju Lao and pinching his fingers to calculate the time. After a few moments, he tilted his head, and a strange smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"Alas......" The sigh of the old man suddenly came from under the eaves in front of the hall.

"What's wrong?" asked Ju Wuzhu in the back.

Ju Lao groaned and stared at the shadow of the mountain in the distance, swaying slightly among the rain, as if it was very unreal.

In the silence of the winery, everything seems to fall into a quiet slumber, which is completely different from the tragic scene outside the winery.

The cool breeze blew through the hall, blowing the old man's clothes fluttering and flying. He thought for a while, and suddenly said: "Ju's Winery, this time it can really be regarded as the culprit of the destruction of Pima Village." ”

"What do you say? Ju Wuzhu persuaded as if comforting, "No one expected this situation." What's more, banditry is rampant, and whether we make the decision to conduct an auction or not, the result will not be much worse. ”

"Alas, even so......"

Ju Lao frowned and looked at the hazy gloom in the distance: "After all, it was my Ju who was greedy for his own selfishness and exchanged the lives of so many innocent people for the lives of his wife." ”

"Father thinks too much. Ju Wuzhu said lightly.

The two of them fell silent again. The sound of the rain was dripping, and the water stains were under the eaves, and gradually soaked the old man's shoes.

Zhuangkou, the final situation, still ended with the victory of the people of the horse village. Chong Daocheng was worried about fraud, so everyone was poor and did not chase after him, and the big men quickly turned around the mountain road and ran away.

When everyone returned to Zhuangkou, there was obviously nothing to be happy about, after all, what was covered by the night rain was the corpses of compatriots.

Chong Dao Cheng's strength was about to be exhausted, and he walked in front of Fu Yunge with an unstable body.

Fu Yunge had slowly put down the cold body of the bronze bull, and he also stood up, the rain had washed his hair covered with water stains, and it was messy on his face.

"You ......" Chong Daocheng was worried about his emotions and tried to comfort him.

"I'm fine. Fu Yunge let out a long sigh of relief, and he couldn't tell which was rain and which was tears on his face. It was only through the unclear night that Chong Daocheng could see a circle of red floating in his eyes.

"I always feel like it's not over yet. Fu Yunge wiped his face and said to Chong Daocheng.

"What do you mean?" Chong Daocheng's heart jumped.

"I don't know. Fu Yunge looked at the depths of Pimazhuang with a confused look in his eyes, and muttered, "But I always feel that there are still some things that have been overlooked. If it ends like this, my gut tells me that something big will happen. ”

Chong Daocheng followed his gaze and looked at the other side of the night. There was also silence in the village, except for the low, vague crying that filled the rain.

"We can go in and have a look. ”

Chong Daocheng thought that Fu Yunge must have thought too much. But to be on the safe side, he proposed.

Suddenly, Chong Daocheng noticed that Fu Yunge's arm trembled slightly. It was as if I was surprised to find some loophole, but then I fell into a panic of powerlessness!

He hurriedly pulled his shoulders and asked with a frown, "You...... Do you have any questions in mind?"

“...... Well. Fu Yunge's face was ugly, his eyes extended to the Jushi Winery in the depths of Pima Village, and his teeth couldn't help but tremble, "I remembered a question, now Ju Lao may be annoyed!"

"What!" Chong Daocheng gasped in surprise, and he hurriedly dragged him over, "Then let's go!"

Fu Yunge no longer hesitated, and followed Chong Daocheng to run to Ju's Winery.

On the way, Chong Daocheng couldn't help but be curious, and asked as he ran: "I said, the loophole you found...... What is it?"

"The current Juwuzhu is likely to be a fake. Fu Yunge's words were amazing, "Because he just called me 'Fu Yunge Gongzi', but before Ju Wuzhu, he always called me 'Yu Gongzi'!"

Under the dark clouds, the thunder rumbled, and the wind swept through the rain, and it fell even more. The night was filled with an inexplicable treachery, and among the cool rain nets, there was an unsettling sense of depression.

In front of the council hall in the winery, the elders watched the raindrops fall, like an aging stone sculpture, motionless in front of the hall. He squinted, as if he was thoughtful, but also seemed to have nothing to worry about.

"Father, you've been there for a long time. Beware of catching a cold. Ju Wuzhu reminded him in the hall.

“...... Nothing. Ju Lao still hasn't looked back.

Inside and outside the hall, there was silence.

The continuous night rain has always been the favorite time of father and son. Because Ju Lao usually has complicated business, only in this kind of rainy night, the father and son can rarely get together leisurely, chatting about poetry and painting, talking about family, and other trivial things.

When his son was young, Ju Lao often taught him the principles of life at home at night. The reason why his son has today's foundation at home is because they have always adhered to the principle of kindness and tolerance.

Fortunately, my son has adhered to his teachings all these years. I believe that after this great change, my son can grow up and more deeply understand the foundation of Ju's Winery that has stood for many years.

After all, he will die sooner or later. He only hopes that the reputation of the family can be safely delivered to his son, and continue to be carried forward and spread to future generations.

A cool breeze blew in front of the hall, which stimulated the old man to return to reality. The dense rain is still pouring, and the rainy night is still going on.

"Go, son, and see how the medicine in the wing is doing. He beckoned to his son.

After the father and son went home just now, they immediately boiled the medicine according to the prescription given by Lang Zhong before, and added the Golden Wind Peony. They had been waiting here for the soup to be ready, and now it was almost time according to the prescription.

"Good. "Ju Wuzhu crossed the threshold.

Suddenly, an unexpected and amazing change broke the originally quiet scene.

An incomparably sharp dagger flashed coldly, and at the moment when Ju Wuzhu crossed the threshold, with the splash of blood sprinkled under the hall, it pierced Ju Lao's chest!