After Old Man Zhen learned the news, he laughed, and then he said to his grandson: "Yaozu, go and prepare, and wait for a guest to visit." ”

Zhen Yaozu nodded, then beckoned his subordinates, and put on a posture waiting for the guests to visit.

As Old Man Zhen expected, about an hour later, Mu Zheng angrily brought his subordinates to visit.

Mu Zheng had just entered the hall, looked at Old Man Zhen with angry eyes, and sneered: "I heard a few days ago that Old Man Zhen is dying soon, and today I am seeing Old Man Zhen with such a radiant look, but he doesn't look like a person who will die soon." ”

Hearing this, Old Man Zhen didn't argue much, but took a sip of tea and said slowly: "It's not because my grandson is filial, the three-zhang high Linglong Pagoda is burned in the suburbs, and my old man's spirit will come back." ”

Hearing this, Mu Zheng's face suddenly turned black as ink, if it weren't for that bullshit exquisite tower, the hidden courtyard in their Zhuangzi would not have been exposed so quickly.

It's even more unlikely that this old guy will discover the secret and burn down the yard!

Thinking of this, Mu Zheng's voice was even more indifferent, but those eyes pierced at Old Man Zhen like sharp blades.

"Oh, that old man Zhen, your grandson is very filial, so filial that he easily burned the Zhuangzi that you used to look unhappy with."

Hearing this, Old Man Zhen rolled his eyelids, slowly put down the tea in his hand, and said in a light tone: "Mu Zheng, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't say this nonsense." I burned your Zhuangzi? Do you have any proof. ”

"Evidence? You're going to ask me for proof! ”

Mu Zheng was already angry to the extreme at this time, and his face, which had always been calm in the past, was full of anger.

"The proof is your three-foot-tall Linglong Tower! After passing by our Zhuangzi, my Zhuangzi was set on fire and stolen, and a large amount of cloth was burned at the same time. ”

Old Man Zhen looked at Mu Zheng's appearance like a cannibal ghost, and he didn't panic at all, but drank tea.

The teacup in the hand of the old man Zhen is from the secret tea kiln in Jingdezhen, which is painted with the rich peony heaven and earth Rui Beast, just this teacup is worth fifty taels of silver, and the price of the set is up to two thousand taels.

Looking at the expensive teacup in his hand, Old Man Zhen was a little embarrassed, thinking that back then, let alone drinking tea with a teacup of fifty taels, even if he used Wuwen, he had to be careful with his calculations.

But now, Old Man Zhen couldn't help but sigh, meaning something, or just a sudden sigh.

"Maybe that's the fate of the legend."

"Just like my three-foot-tall Linglong Tower, it's not just passing by your family."

"And my three-zhang high Linglong Pagoda is for me to pray for, you see that after praying, I will be cured."

Speaking of this, Old Man Zhen suddenly smiled, he gently put the teacup in his hand on the table, and then stared at Mu Zheng quietly.

Mu Zheng's face is eight points similar to his father, and when Old Man Zhen often looks at Mu Zheng, he will feel as if the old man who can control his life and death with one mouth is still standing in front of him.

It is because of this that Old Man Zhen is so targeted at the Mu family, and likes to kill everything in the Mu family!

It's a pity that in the end, in the end, the foundation is insufficient, he has tossed all his life, and this huge Mu family is just declining.

But even so, Old Man Zhen is proud enough.

He couldn't help but chuckle softly.

If I were the old immortal and knew that half of the great business he had broken through back then was taken by him, then I would probably jump out of the coffin shop in anger. 520

Thinking of this, the expression on Old Man Zhen's face was a little embarrassed, I have been fighting all my life, but the person I wanted to fight for the most is no longer there.

It's really impermanent.

Seeing that Old Man Zhen was so stinky and shameless, and completely refused to admit that his Zhuangzi was burned by him, Mu Zheng's eyes widened, and his eyes were bloodshot red.

"Bang!"

He slammed the table, shaking the teacup on it and nearly falling to the ground.

"Aren't you going too far! Aren't you afraid that I will report to the official! ”

Speaking of this, Mu Zheng's face was full of threat, but Old Man Zhen seemed to have heard some joke.

The face that has always been kind finally put a touch of sarcasm on it, "Nephew Mu Xian, you are still as innocent as back then!" ”

When Mu Zheng heard this, the cold air around him seemed to be substantial.

But Old Man Zhen has eaten more salt than the bridge Mu Zheng has walked, and the momentum of a junior is just that, he can't suppress him at all.

On the contrary, it gave him a particularly absurd and ridiculous feeling.

And Mu Zheng seemed to remember something that made him sad, stared at Old Man Zhen with dead eyes, and said word by word: "This time I will definitely find a clue, and then send you to prison!" ”

Hearing this, Old Man Zhen looked at Mu Zheng quietly as if he had heard some joke, the curvature of the smile on his face had not changed, and he was still so victorious.

"By the way, you may not know, nephew, do you have to come to our family's craftsman Li Color for a few days to invent a better dye formula."

When he said this, Mu Zheng's face turned dark subconsciously, and he looked at Old Man Zhen deadly, not letting go of any expression on Old Man Zhen's face.

However, Old Man Zhen still clapped his hands with that seemingly kind smile.

The people outside the house had been waiting for a long time, and he was holding a brown tray on his head, which was covered with a red silk to cover the contents.

But when Old Man Zhen clapped his hands, Mu Zheng knew what Old Man Zhen was showing off to him this time.

Sure enough, Old Man Zhen looked at the wave disc that was picked up and smiled lightly at Mu Zheng, and then raised his hand to lift it, and the beautiful purple silk instantly appeared in front of Mu Zheng's eyes.

That kind of beautiful color, Mu Zheng will never admit it in his life, this is what his daughter has spent countless hours researching.

But now, after many days of concealment and various researches, all of them have been in vain!

There was a touch of sadness in Mu Zheng's eyes, he quietly glanced at Old Man Zhen and said in a low voice: "There is a god three feet above your head, you treated my father like this back then, and now you treat my daughter like this, are you really not afraid of them, and the thunder will split you!" ”

Mu Zheng's voice was unpredictable at first, but in the end, it exploded like thunder!

This made the timid subordinates show panic and take a step back.

However, Old Man Zhen was still as happy as sitting on the Diaoyutai, and then said: "If there were really gods in this sky, then I would have died a long time ago, but now I am still alive and well." ”

Hearing this, Mu Zheng smiled disdainfully, then looked at Old Man Zhen and said, "Then the person who has donated countless sesame oil money to Jinguang Temple over the years seems to be not Old Man Zhen!" ”