Mu Zijian sat in front of the wooden grid window, watching the pouring rain outside the window.

There was a faint sound of footsteps behind him.

He didn't want to look back, but he turned around, his gaze briefly touched Mu Cangping, and then drooped, "Dad." ”

He turned the wheels on the chair, walked to the small round table, poured a cup of tea, and then lowered his eyebrows and retreated respectfully, making way for Mu Cangping to come over and sit down.

"Are your legs better?" Mu Cangping asked.

"Thank you dad for your concern." Mu Zijian replied, "It's much better, I felt a little bit yesterday." ”

Living in the inn is not as good as in Gu'an Hall, the doctors live close, before the visit, when returning home, they can take two steps around, several times a day.

Stained with Mu Dianke's light, the doctors who massaged his muscles and bones and applied medicine decoction are also holy hands who have been practicing on their respective paths for decades, and ordinary people are rarely invited.

That's it, Mu Zijian still resolutely moved out of Gu'an Hall.

Mu Cangping knew why, so he didn't ask.

Speaking of which, none of the three sons resembled him.

Mu Zijin is like his mother, with a resolute temperament; Mu Ziyan, like his uncles in the Jin family, is quite generous; Mu Zijian followed Jin Lianyin, and was very proud and temperamental.

Could have been a little prouder.

But Mu Cangping knew that a fire in Julinyuan not only burned Mu Dianke away from him, but also burned a piece of blood in Mu Zijian's bones - he was only sixteen or seventeen years old at the time, his mother died and his sister died, he must have been very scared, and there were many terrible conjectures, but he couldn't help but didn't ask him.

Like this time, Mu Ziyan dared to scold him to his face and beat him; Mu Zijian came back with a crippled pair of legs, but he didn't say a word.

If the pain hadn't worn out Mu Zijian's pride, then he must have been the one who hated him the most among his sons.

"Where's your third brother?" Mu Cangping took a sip of tea and said, "I just went to find him, he wasn't there." ”

Mu Zijian thought that Mu Ziyan frequently went in and out of Gu'an Hall, and if he didn't say it, Mu Cangping would be able to find out.

"I'm going to see Xiao Si'er." He avoided the serious and said lightly: "Chang Qianfo is not lightly injured, Xiao Si'er is in a bad situation, Ziyan can't rest assured, so he will accompany her more." ”

Mu Cangping smiled lightly.

"Did Xin Wei look for you?"

Mu Zijian's face was slightly pale, knowing that he couldn't hide it, "I've been here, and I only stayed for a while." said that Bai Ge was picked up by his father and was with Yueting, so that I don't have to worry. ”

Mu Cang calmly looked at the eldest son's dodging eyes: he told the truth, but not all of it.

"You are my eldest son, and everything in the Mu family will be yours in the future. No one fights with you, and they dare not fight. Mu Cangping patted Mu Zijian's shoulder, got up and walked out.

“…… Xiao Si'er is going to marry in the future. He paused at the door. Listen to the words of that uncle of your Yue family, you should listen less, he is not a smart person. ”

"Yes."

The door closed, and Mu Zijian spread out his hand, his palm dense with a layer of fine sweat.

***

"Bang" Xin retreated and dodged, but still didn't dodge the oncoming slap.

The left side of his face swelled up like an inflated pouch of sheepskin, and it was covered with red threads, which hurt into the marrow.

He used to think that even if his martial arts were worse than Mu Cangping, they would not be too bad. Within one hundred and eighty moves, you can always fight.

He only now knew how wrong he had been - if Mu Cangping's hand had been on his throat just now, he would have no chance to breathe now.

It was this realization that suppressed his skyrocketing anger a lot.

But whoever gets slapped in the face will not be good, especially Xin Su Ri, who is high up in the sky, and is a respected Taoist monarch.

Without waiting for him to speak, Mu Cangping spoke coldly: "You have gone to see Zijian." ”

For this is what it is.

Xin Wei was a little weak-hearted, but he was not afraid, and it was not an unpleasant thing for him to go to see his niece and son-in-law.

"Yes. He is a poor boy, who is not good at walking, and is bored in that little inn, and worries all the time, and I will go and see what is wrong with him. ”

Mu Cangping looked at Xin Wei, his eyes glowing with coldness.

Xin Wei consciously swallowed back a large number of accusatory words that came to his mouth.

"You killed Mu Dianke, did you really avenge the niece who didn't bother to ask? It's planning for your good son-in-law, right? ”

Xin's tongue froze, and the confidence that he usually spoke in front of the believers was completely gone. Mu Cangping's gaze was as sharp as a knife, which could cut open his chest and reach his heart and lungs.

"Xinwei," the voice was cold, like a string of ice cubes hanging under the eaves in the middle of winter, "when did you start worrying about my family affairs?" ”

"You're raising tigers!"

Behind him was a cliff, Xin Wei could not retreat any longer, and he said sharply: "What you want to take home is not a tame rabbit and sheep, but a tiger, a tiger full of hatred and ferocity in his heart." One day, she will eat the people around you one by one, leaving you dead without a place to bury. ”

"If she really has the ability to do this, I'm looking forward to it."

Mu Cangping walked with his back to his back, sat down on the stone pier under the corridor, and said in a light tone: "No one is idle, go raise a rabbit to play."

"Are you too conceited? But there is no thousand-year-old thief defense. ”

"Really?" Mu Cang said indifferently.

His expression was telling Xinwei that I was so conceited, so conceited that I didn't want to listen to so much nonsense from you.

Just like many times before, Xin Wei prepared a lot of words, but he didn't have a chance to say them in front of Mu Cangping.

Maybe he was very reasonable, but Mu Cangping didn't care at all. The strength is too strong, so that he doesn't have to look ahead and backward like Xinwei, just do what he wants, and he can always perform the danger for safety.

"Mu Dianke, don't touch her." Mu Cangping said: "If there is a next time, you will not die at her hands, but at my hands." ”

"Why?" Xin Wei was unwilling and resentful, "Bai Ge can't help but avenge her sister, do you want to kill her too?" ”

"It's different." Mu Cangping said, "Bai Ge is love, I have no reason to stop her." You are for profit, but you don't know how to make great gains. ”

In his heart, he didn't like this very much.

It stands to reason that a cultivator should have a broad mind, but at a critical time, he lacks a long-term view of the overall situation, and has a kind of narrow-minded and unaware paranoia.

"Those things you care about, give them to Mu Dianke for nothing, she won't want them." Mu Cang said indifferently: "One day, I will die." But as long as the first sword in the world is still surnamed Mu, no matter how deep she has a relationship with the Mu family, whether she recognizes me as a father or not, the Mu family is safe. ”

Xin Wei frowned, as if he had realized something.

In the final analysis, it was Mu Cangping who climbed too high.

No matter how good Mu Zijian is, he is still not good enough, and he can't continue his father's glory, so he can only take the family down.

How easy is it to come down?

"I don't think I need to say more." Mu Cangping said, "If you don't even understand this, then I will think that the Yue family I found for my son is not a help, but a drag." ”

What if it's a drag? Of course, it's a sword slash.