Situ House

Situ Lang sat in the hall with a grim face, and at his feet was a broken teacup. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Both the subordinates and the maids stood there tremblingly, and they didn't dare to make a sound.

Opposite Situ Lang sat an old Taoist wearing a Taoist robe with a clear face.

His eyes are surprisingly deep, like the sea, and people can't help but indulge in them.

Old Dao looked at the porcelain fragments on the ground, and said with some faintness:

"The heart of the master of the Situ family is not quiet. Daozang said, quiet to self-cultivation, thrift to cultivate virtue. ”

"Calm, calm, he has obtained the imperial court and is ranked in the town country. How do you calm me down?"

Situ Lang's eyes suddenly turned red, and he said very excitedly.

"Even if he wins the champion, he is also a descendant of the Situ family. Your nephew, no one can change that. ”

Old Dao was not angry because of Situ Lang's rudeness, and said slowly.

"So what, is Situ Xing a pedantic man who cares about his hometown? His methods are ruthless, I am afraid that Ma Wu will die in his hands. ”

"That fire is said to have burned for a whole day. ”

"I don't want to be burned to death in the house one day. ”

Situ Xing opened his collar, revealing his neck that was slightly red because of his emotion, and said in a hoarse voice.

When the old man heard Situ Lang mention Ma Wu's name, his eyes couldn't help but froze. It seems that a trace of anger also appeared on the face of the wood carved clay sculpture, all the grievances were because of Ma Wu, I thought it was just an ant, and I could pinch it to death casually.

But who would have thought that the ants eventually turned into tigers, and the sect lost good hands one after another, and even Biqing Lao Dao was folded in Zhibei County.

The branch altar of Zhibei County was uprooted from the roots. Centuries of business are in vain.

This is the biggest loss suffered by Yuqing Dao in hundreds of years since its founding.

How could the Bi Lotus Daoist not react when he heard Situ Lang mention Ma Wu's name?

"Damn it!"

Situ Lang looked at the old man who was faintly angry on his face, and there was a hint of vague pride in the depths of his eyes.

"What should we do now?"

"Situ Punishment has been completed, and he has just won the Holy Grace, so he can't use spells, otherwise he will definitely suffer from the backlash of the dragon qi. ”

Lao Dao looked at the porcelain on the ground and said with a faint look in his eyes.

"I've known this for a long time. You can only use samurai swords to kill with dignity, otherwise you will definitely be evil to the dragon qi, and under the backlash, not to mention me, even the Situ family will suffer a great disaster. ”

Situ Lang said in a muffled voice with some dissatisfaction.

"Not bad!"

"Situ has won the imperial seal, has a holy purpose, and all laws are inviolable. It can only be killed in a dignified and humane way. ”

The Bi Lotus Taoist nodded in agreement.

"The person on whom the Situ Execution Facility relies is just strong luck and dragon energy. ”

"As long as we spoil his luck and make him lose favor. The sentence is not a cause for concern. ”

Situ Lang's eyes couldn't help but light up, and he asked a little hurriedly:

"We need to do this to ruin his luck?"

"A seed needs the land, the sun, and the rain to grow. ”

"And the same is true of people's luck, the fortune of the ancestors, the protection of the family is the land of growth. ”

"A person who has no family protection is like a person who has no roots and no roots. ”

Old Lady gently stroked his beard with his hand, his eyes showed a hint of ruthlessness, and he said a little proudly:

"As long as the name of Situ Xing is erased from the genealogy and reported to the ancestral spirit, his roots can be cut off and his luck will be severely damaged. ”

"If you don't have luck, aren't you at our disposal?"

"Draw wages from the bottom of the kettle!"

"Situ Xing is the grandson of the family, and he has great luck. The ancestral spirits in the blessed land will not agree to expel him. ”

Situ Lang's eyes also lit up, but then they dimmed again, and he said helplessly.

"What's so difficult about this? You are the contemporary head of the Situ family. As long as you and the clan elders jointly make a decision, even if the ancestral spirit in the blessed land has the heart to oppose it, there is no way, Taizu has a simile, yin cannot do yang. ”

"Even if they have a grudge, so what?"

"Master Situ, you won't forget how you got to the top, right? Even if you don't have this matter, the ancestral spirits in the family's blessed land will be of the same heart and mind as you?"

Seeing that Situ Lang was timid, the people of Bi Lotus Dao couldn't help but sneer and said mockingly.

"The successive heads of the Situ family are all sons and grandsons, you used means to assassinate your eldest brother Situ Ming back then, and the veteran of the United Clan drove the young Situ out of Beijun. ”

"You think it's meticulous and seamless, but don't forget, there are gods three feet above your head, and the ancestral spirits of the blessed land will really know nothing? Don't be naïve!"

The words of the Bi Lotus Daoist were like a heavy hammer, hitting Situ Lang's heart fiercely, his face suddenly turned pale, and his words were pale in defense.

"I was also for my family. ”

"Situ Xing is just a young son, and he is a waste who has no way to perceive the tone of culture. ”

"In the eyes of the wolves, put the family into his hands, and the family's centuries-old inheritance will definitely be devoured by outsiders. ”

The Taoist looked at Situ Lang with a sad and indignant face, couldn't help but sneer, and said with some disdain:

"Master Situ, don't talk about the ancestral spirit of the blessed land, do you believe it yourself?"

"If it is as you said, you can learn from Zhou Gongdan, assist the young master, and when he becomes an adult, he will hand over the family power to him. ”

"But you didn't learn from Zhou Gong, but instead you learned from Wang Mang, taking advantage of the young head of the family, gathering the elders of the clan and usurping power. ”

Bi Lotus Daoist's words were very light, but they carried a lot of weight, Situ Lang only felt as if his heart was beaten by a heavy hammer, and the problem he was most unwilling to face was torn apart by a few words of the Taoist priest, revealing a bloody wound.

"When you enter the blessed land, I'm afraid that the first person to settle accounts with you is not the eldest brother who was killed by you. It's your deceased father. ”

The Taoist looked at Situ Lang, who was in a daze and had empty eyes, and couldn't help but show a cruel smile on his face, and said in a cold voice.

"I'm not convinced!"

"In terms of ability and talent, I am far above the waste of my eldest brother. Why is he the head of the house?"

Situ Lang stood up as if he was stunned, and said with a hideous face.

"I'm not convinced!"

"So you killed him. ”

The Taoist said with a grim face and without any expression.

"If he doesn't die, how can I be on the throne?"

"They forced me. ”

Situ Lang saw that the Taoist already knew the truth, so he simply tore off the last trace of disguise. There was a fierce light in his eyes, and he said viciously.

"You are still soft-hearted, cutting the grass without removing the roots, and the spring breeze blows and grows. ”

"Back then, because of your soft-heartedness, Situ Xing picked up a life. There is today's catastrophe. ”

The Bi Lotus Daoist looked at Situ Lang with a mocking smile on his face.