The Cheng family in Qingzhou is not as wealthy as other families, but the Cheng family's status in the rivers and lakes is pivotal.

There was a teenager who was accompanied by a teenager who was the son of Wu Mu's old friend. He had just arrived in Qingzhou, and the Cheng family's unremarkable appearance made him very curious.

Fu Ze could only explain: "Qingzhou is close to Penglai, the aura is abundant and rich, according to rumors, the Cheng family has a spiritual spring that can help people practice thousands of miles a day, although this thing is not known to be true, but the Cheng family is located on the spiritual vein, it is an indisputable fact." ”

"Then why don't the Cheng family use it themselves? If the Cheng family has dozens of masters, who else should they be afraid of? ”

Fu Ze smiled and shook his head: "Who said it wasn't?" ”

With false rumors, it is not easy for the Cheng family to exist for so long.

On the way, someone recognized Fu Ze, and heard them talking about the Cheng family, and from time to time well-meaning people came to remind them.

"Yo, little brother Linchuan, this is going to Cheng's house? You have to be careful......"

"yes, yes, be careful."

“……”

Seeing that these people all shook their heads and sighed, the young man who was traveling with him was a little hesitant: was it right or wrong for him to come this time?

The Cheng family's mansion is located at the highest place in Qingzhou City, although it is located in the west of the city, it is more powerful because of this higher terrain.

"Qingjing, you see, this is the Cheng family."

Qing Jing took a closer look at the rumored Cheng family, if he hadn't learned so much in advance, he really couldn't believe that this was a city family.

Shabby? Not really, but it's far from what a famous family should be.

Walking to the door, Qingjing also knew what to ask and what not to ask.

Looking at the high-ranking family not far away, Jiang Zhu inexplicably felt uncomfortable, and seeing that Fu Ze was about to step forward and knock on the door, Jiang Zhu quickly patted Jiulixiang's shoulder.

Jiuli Xiang originally followed Jiuli Ming'an and walked quietly behind the young master, but was pushed out by the young master coldly.

As soon as Jiulixiang wanted to ask, she saw the eyes handed over by her brother: Go and knock on the door.

So, Brother Jiuli obediently knocked on the door.

When the doorman of the Cheng family saw someone visiting, they exchanged obscure glances with each other, but no one stepped forward to ask.

Jiuli Xiang was not easy to shout, and only muttered a few words in her heart: What kind of family, even the most basic politeness.

He resigned himself to the door and knocked on the door: "Is there anyone?" The prefect sent someone. ”

Hearing this, the two door guards came to Jiulixiang, and one of the square-faced men rubbed his hands and asked:

"Little boy, you were sent by the prefect?"

"It's not me, it's the ones standing over there." I don't know if the young master counts.

The square-faced family came to Fu Ze again, looked at it twice, and then suddenly realized:

"Oh, it's Brother Linchuan, I haven't seen you for a long time, I haven't recognized you for a while, come on, I'll knock on your door." Madame will be glad to see you. ”

In the end, the voice was too weak to be heard.

The man led Fu Ze and Qing Jing to the gate, and Jiang Zhu followed without saying a word. The rest of Jiuli Xiang looked at Jiu Liming, whose face had remained unchanged, and followed in resignedly.

Before entering the door, Jiu Lixiang still couldn't hold back, and gave Jiu Liming a look: Brother, what is the origin of this Fuze, why is everyone familiar with him? Even the young master!

Jiu Liming didn't look at him.

Jiuli Xiang just wanted to drag him, but Jiang Zhu in front of him said:

"Xiaoxiang, you take Qingjing to see the feng shui here first."

This looks at Feng Shui, which is the code word of the Xiyun Sect, but in fact, it is to check if there is something abnormal.

The young master can hand over such an important task to himself, Jiuli Xiang is not happy, and before leaving, he did not forget to give Jiuli a clear posture for a while.

Jiu Liming suffered silently.

A few people passed through the inner door, and the family who led the way had already gone to report to the master. Although it is rude to hang the guests here in this way, the Cheng family has been in an eventful time recently, and no one cares.

Jiang Zhu turned around, and just as he wanted to speak, he was interrupted by Jiu Liming.

"Young master, I see."

Jiang Zhu raised his eyebrows.

He knew that there were people with different intentions in the Wuling Yun Mansion, and it was not time to find out now, he happened to meet the Jiuli brothers of the Xiyun Sect this time, and he wanted to test it to see if it could be used.

Jiulixiang seems to be simple-minded, but in fact he is active in thinking, and his brother is even more expert in observing words and feelings......

"Hmm."

Jiang Zhu responded. He didn't say anything, and he didn't let him go.

Jiu Li Ming breathed a sigh of relief.

Although this young master will only be an elder-level figure "there" in the future, following him, at least he will not let his younger brother be bullied in the future.

Suddenly, a haggard beautiful woman came from afar.

When I walked in, I saw a lady of about thirty, dressed in plain clothes, with no jewelry on her head; A pair of eyes are a little swollen and have no look; After seeing Fuze, his expression relaxed a little.

"Mrs. Cheng." Fuzawa saluted.

This person is Cheng Shiyong's wife, who is more than ten years younger than Cheng Shiyong.

"Prince Linchuan is polite, these distinguished guests come in and sit with the little woman."

Mrs. Cheng led everyone to the hall, and her expression was faint all the way, making it impossible to see that she was a woman who lost her husband and children in a short period of time.

After retreating, Mrs. Cheng said again:

"It's a little cold this day."

As he spoke, he gently closed the window.

As soon as a few people sat down, Fu Ze was about to hold up the tea cup on the table, and Mrs. Cheng knelt in front of Fu Ze with a "plop".

Fu Ze was shocked: "Cheng ......"

"Linchuan Gongzi, Linchuan Gongzi, listen to me, I know everything I know...... The Cheng family's qi has run out...... It's all ...... Can you please let me see my son again? Just at a glance...... Woo woo, my son, he's so young, so young......"

Tears poured down the embankment.

Her grief spread through the air around her, surrounding several people, and she couldn't breathe.

"Prince Linchuan", after crying for a while, Mrs. Cheng forcibly stopped a little uncomfortable, and choked up, "Can Prince Linchuan set up a soundproof formation?" ”

Fu Ze set up a formation according to his words.

The moment the formation was established, Mrs. Cheng collapsed to the ground.

"My husband, has gone, on the day of my son's first seven."

Fu Ze closed his eyes and said nothing.

"I guard our home, watch his last thoughts, I'm a woman with no means, I suffer unspeakable pain every day, I can't hold on anymore."

"But I can't let my son look down on me. In the past, he always said, why is his mother so stupid, she is always bullied. ”

"But ......"

Fu Ze continued: "The second room of the Cheng family covets the position of the head of the family. ”

Mrs. Cheng nodded: "I originally planned to give them this place when the two of them are buried." ”

Fu Ze sighed: "That Cheng Er...... Not the right person. ”

"Alas...... I've been, I can't help it......"

On the woman's originally beautiful face, there were traces of unbridled tears.

"You say, why should I insist?"

Qingjing whispered: "For the people of Qingzhou City, there is no good thing in the second room of the Cheng family!" ”

Mrs. Cheng just smiled bitterly.

"Looks like I'm the only one to go."

Mrs. Cheng looked at it and saw that the young man was smiling faintly.

Fu Ze drank tea and said with a smile: "There may not be a way, you see." ”

She turned around as she was told, and there was a ray of golden sunlight shining down from the unclosed window, leaving a brilliant color. Just looking at it, I feel very warm.

Fuze walked to the door, paused for a moment, and finally said, "Wait for my news." ”

Mrs. Cheng looked at the light in a daze for a long time......

……

"What are you going to do?"

Fu Ze's face was a little heavy, and when he heard Jiang Zhu's voice, he softened a little.

"Let's take a trip to the underworld."

When he said this, he didn't shy away from Qingjing, because Qingjing's expression at that time was extremely rich, and he changed blue, white, red and green all over again, and finally left a sentence of happiness in his heart.

Successfully exiting the gate of Cheng's house, Fu Ze prepared to go to Wu Mu to prepare a few more things.

didn't take a few steps, and a few familiar figures dangled in front of him.

The second young man of the Cheng family had already seen Fuze, but he didn't expect these poor sour samples to be sent out so politely.

Eighty percent is given something good to them.

"Yo he, isn't this the little brother that day, what's the matter, it's delivered to the door?"

Jiang Zhu looked at Cheng Ershao's meaningful expression, and was furious, and then looked at him staring at Fu Ze with squinting eyes, and the whole person was about to explode.

Jiuli Xiang and Jiu Liming looked at the young master who was named after him with some surprise, and at this moment he took out his silver moon dagger like a hairy boy......

Others don't know each other, but the two of them have seen this...... What kind of dagger, this is the mimicry of the Wuling Yunfu's family weapon, the empty sickle.

The two couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Although Fu Ze didn't know what it was, Jiang Zhu would take out this dagger whenever he encountered a crisis.

Is he angry with Cheng Ershao?

Also, if the son of Zhilan Yushu laughs like a little guy than others, he will lose his demeanor.

At this time, Fuzawa didn't notice at all that he was the one who was molested......

Cheng Ershao has always been a big-hearted person, and he was already very angry when he saw Jiang Zhu, and he continued to laugh.

"Hey, who are you, I'm talking to this little boy, what's wrong with you, aren't you in a hurry? Hehe, I'll ...... when I wait for my son."

"Long-winded!"

Jiang Zhu put away the dagger, didn't look at Cheng Ershao, who was lying on the ground and didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and dragged Fu Ze away in a hurry.

The few people who were left behind looked at Cheng Ershao who was lying on the side with some sympathy, and Qingjing looked at Jiuli Xiang and Jiu Liming with admiration in horror.

"The young master of your family is really powerful, and he deserves to be the young master of the Clear Cloud Sect."

Although he was also a little frightened, Jiuli Xiang still said proudly: "The young master of my family is usually very good, as long as he doesn't provoke his bottom line, everything is easy to say." ”

However, the crux of the matter is, where is his bottom line?

The three teenagers pondered for a long time, but they didn't come up with a reason.

Fortunately, the rules and regulations can't provoke him.

Coming to this conclusion, the three of them were a little relieved. After that, Qingjing wanted to go somewhere else, so she separated from the two of them.

After Qingjing left, Jiuli Xiang said worriedly: "The young master is also too ...... It's amazing, doesn't it mean that the Yun clan weapon can't easily appear in front of people? ”

"Isn't that mimicry?"

"Makes sense......"