Striding up the stone steps, the steps slide carved dragon painting phoenix, dragon claws arrogant, phoenix high-pitched, the two blend indistinguishably you and me, it is hard to imagine that it is made by the mighty one. Walking up the steps, there is a black gold silk nanmu plaque hanging at the top of the vermilion lacquer gate - leaving the fairy hall.

Push open the vermilion door, the hall is splendid, a golden statue stands in front of the hall, two golden tripods sit on the left and right respectively, and there are two vermilion incense sticks like a barrel thick on the big tripod.

The hall was full of smoke and mist, as if stepping into a fairyland, Zhongli Qingming walked to the middle, slowed down, looked at the statue in front of him, and said softly: "Look, this is my ancestor, and there are three wooden plaques below, which are my elders." ”

"On the far right is my father, on his left is my grandfather, and on the left is my great-grandfather, the Zhongli family has been passed down from generation to generation, and they all love everything about the Zhongli family, but... After a pause, he turned to look at Yang Peng.

"But I know that the ancestor must have a way to solve the current situation!"

Yang Peng's lips moved slightly, and he just wanted to speak, but Zhong Liqing immediately said: "No need to say Yang Shaoxia anymore, tell me what you wanted to say on the street just now!"

Holding the woman's hand tightly, Yang Peng said: "I don't belong here, but I feel the warmth of family here, so I want to protect what I have now." His voice was soft, as if to speak.

His voice changed suddenly: "Zhong Lihao! He touched my bottom line, so I came!

Hearing this, Zhong Liqingming's expression became solemn, he didn't feel strange, because he knew that Zhong Lihao's temperament had changed greatly and became perverse and weird, besides, he must have done more than this time, and the victim must not know how to go, but they didn't have the strength to come this far, and now Yang Peng stood in front of him, awe-inspiring.

He is not only his own son, but also his wife, Zhong Lihao's mother, Jiang Yueqin.

Jiang Yueqin is the pearl of the Jiang family, and the Jiang family has a great influence in the four major cities, and many shops have the Jiang family behind the scenes, so they also indirectly control the income and tax payment of the four major cities.

Presumably, the current Zhong Lihao must be there in Jiang Yueqin, and if she wants to move him, with her character, she will definitely fight with you endlessly.

After looking at Yang Peng, who had a firm expression, he also knew that there was no chance of recovery, and he could only blame Zhong Lihao, not me as a father! After all, everything in the current Zhongli family was pinned on his hands.

Nodding with difficulty, he said: "He was originally a kind child, and it was also my improper discipline that led to his current appearance, I don't know what he did wrong, I hope Shaoxia, can... Yes... A sentence is caught in the throat, difficult to say.

Yang Peng looked at his embarrassed expression, but he didn't want to sympathize and forgive Zhong Lihao for what he had done, so he shifted his gaze, looked at the golden statue in front of the hall, and walked forward alone.

In front of the statue, there are several steps of vermilion wood, step up, golden silk surrounds the golden statue, and there are golden saucers on the golden stone table, and the tributes on it are sweet oranges and golden pomelo. Everything is a golden color.

Yang Peng walked to the futon, but did not kneel, closed his eyes and bowed deeply to the front, the candle flame reflected the golden statue, reflecting a golden-red light, shining on his black robe.

At this time, the Brahma mirror in Yang Peng's body trembled slightly, and the dark green light shrouded the entire dantian, and under a huge Bodhi tree in the Brahma mirror, a coffee table, two bowls of water, three or four crisp sounds, and the old man sat peacefully next to the coffee table.

Zhongli Gongming's face was a little pale, his hand stroked his beard, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said lightly: "Yang Peng! Yang Peng! You little slippery head, you have finally arrived, this piece of heaven and earth will not change, it is my last piece of paradise... "The voice is light and long.

Yang Peng's eyes slowly opened, he raised his head and smiled intentionally or unintentionally, straightened his waist, turned around and walked down the wooden steps.

Walking to Kong Yu's side, he said to Zhongli Qingming: "Zhongli family, I don't know if there are two empty rooms?"

"Well, what else do you need, just say it. His face was kind, but his heart was full of doubts.

"The head of the Zhongli family, please prepare a wooden bucket for me to bathe, and fill it with hot water, nothing else is needed. ”

"Shaoxia has a good rest at night. ”

Without saying a word, the head of the house led them out of the door, to the door of two remote and quiet rooms, and ordered the servants to prepare the barrel and hot water, and then hurried away.

The two rooms are next door, Yang Peng and the woman sat on the stone steps in front of the room, watching the sunset, the lonely sun, and the afterglow, looking at the scene in front of them, the two were silent for a while.

But after a while, the two of them spoke up in unison, looked at each other and smiled, and the woman said playfully: "Now I have a good brother, I am already very content, and if my mother is still alive, I will be very proud to tell her!"

Immediately, the words stopped, and then said: "She used to complain that she didn't say that she would give birth to a good son, and she said this sentence many times, many times... Every night I was the noisiest child, and every time she walked to my cradle, watching me in the cradle "open my teeth and claws", slowly shaking the cradle of my dreams... Speaking of this, she was already in tears, and the whole person fell on her side in Yang Peng's arms and kept sobbing.

Yang Peng looked at the woman in his arms, he also knew that along the way, the woman was very worried about her mother, and there was no good opportunity to vent her emotions, and now that she was at Zhongli's house, her worries about her mother were finally vented all at once.

The woman fell on her side in Yang Peng's arms, with tears on her face, messy sideburns, and gently patted the woman's back...