Ordinary people may not know it, but there is such a legend hidden in the imperial city of Luoyang, about the former mighty general.

General Wei Meng raised a group of secret guards in the general's mansion during his lifetime, although there are less than 1,000 people, but each of them is a well-known martial arts wizard, it is said that these secret guards specialize in the business of heads, who can command this secret guard organization of only 1,000 people, as if receiving divine help, people call it "mourning".

But after the death of General Weimeng, this mysterious organization disappeared in the rivers and lakes, and all the Luoyang royal families in the world and the martial arts sects distributed all over the world were eyeing it, but the jade wrench of the former mighty general who was able to command them is now missing......

has been hiding his whereabouts for nearly eleven years, and now a rumor has come again, and many shops in the capital that operate "Bai Xiaosheng" have got the news, and the jade wrench finger that ordered mourning to reappear in the rivers and lakes again......

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After a few days of heavy rain, the courtyard has now been renewed, late autumn and September are all over the ground, and the wind sweeps the brittle branches to make a pleasant "swish" sound.

It is rare to see a bright moon today, and in the courtyard, Mo Ran held a pot of jade and white porcelain bottles and drank his head, with a little blush on his face.

There was a faint sound of footsteps outside the gate, and he pushed open the gate of the outer courtyard and walked straight in.

Mo Ran had long expected that he would be so impatient, and he was still happy to drink himself with a transparent wine cup.

Su Yingzhi stopped on the opposite side of the stone table and called out "Mo Ran" in a particularly good-natured manner.

It seemed that there was something on top, and Mo Ran turned her head to see the person coming after realizing it, and she smiled and shouted respectfully at the man opposite, "Father." ”

Su Yingzhi had a rare smile on his tense face, he sat next to Mo Ran, picked up an upside-down empty wine cup and poured himself a glass of wine.

He took a sip, and with Mo Ran's gaze, there was indeed a bright crescent moon in the sky.

"How did you drink today?"

In his memory, his daughter was indeed pampered, but a boudoir woman rarely drank in front of him.

Mo Ran lowered his head, took the wine cup and drank it all again, "My daughter went to the noon gate at noon today." ”

Hearing the word "noon gate", Su Yingzhi was slightly stunned, and Mo Ran continued, "Almost everyone in the Ye family is dead, father, didn't you see the blood splashed on the spot!" ”

She seemed to be a little drunk, and her tone was not as serious as usual, Su Yingzhi quickly regained her smile, looked at her and said, "Don't go to see those bloody ones at your daughter's house." ”

Hearing this, Mo Ran looked back at him, "Father, why didn't you go to see it today?" ”

Su Yingzhi was stunned again, Ye Wei was just a concubine, and it was not worth him to look at it under the mocking eyes of outsiders, of course, it was impossible for him to tell anyone these words.

"Recently, I have been riddled with trivial matters, and I didn't have time, not to mention that she also deserves it."

Deserve? Mo Ran smiled, but her eyes were as cold as if they were soaked in a thousand years of frost, the Ye family had been in this business for not a year or two, she didn't believe that according to Su Yingzhi's love for money, the people who loved officials would not notice it at all, otherwise how could he be willing to marry a concubine of the Ye family who was once a small family.

She stared at Su Yingzhi's eyes very seriously, "Father, aren't you sad?" ”

Sensing the meaning of inquiry in her eyes, Su Yingzhi smiled and tilted his head, "How can you not be sad, but what's the use of this?" She is a criminal of the imperial court, and I am the prime minister of a country. ”

Mo Ran sneered again, a high-sounding excuse, thinking so, she filled the wine, raised her wine glass with both hands to Su Yingzhi, "Since my father is so unhappy, let's have a good drink with my daughter today." ”

The wine glasses sounded, Su Yingzhi smiled and raised his head to drink it all, Mo Ran stared at his movements, picked up the wine cup and poured it out from the side, and then she filled the two wine glasses.

"Is there anyone in my father's life that I can't forget?"

The man looking at the moonlight suddenly froze, and soon returned to normal, he took a sip of wine with his head down, and asked Mo Ran with a smile, "What?" Is there someone you can't forget? ”

Looking at him with a smile on his face, Mo Ran was in a trance for a moment, as if these conversations were all jokes between ordinary fathers and daughters, aside from the fact that the two of them had their own ghosts, the current scene was really harmonious.

"Mo Ran didn't." Some are just enemies who hold a grudge and want to kill them as soon as possible.

"Father, Mo Ran misses her mother."

"If you want to, go to Dongyuan for a walk......

As soon as he finished speaking, he also paused, and looked at the woman staring at the moon, half of the woman's face was shiny in the moonlight, and the other face was hidden in the dark.

Feeling his gaze, Mo Ran also turned around, "My daughter is talking about her biological mother-Qin, Huai, Ruo." ”

Hearing Siren's name again, even the spicy and vicious man was in a trance, and kept pouring himself wine, drunk, he muttered, "Yes, I miss her a little too." ”

It's a pity that Yiren is deceased, and in his short life, he has never given himself half a point.

The smile on Su Yingzhi's lips was a little bleak, and he wanted to pour himself wine again, only to suddenly find that the wine jug was empty.

Mo Ran called "Biluo", and soon the girl came over with a pot of wine.

Mo Ran poured wine for Su Yingzhi, as if he remembered the sad things in the past, he drank quickly, and a pot of wine had to be halved.

"What is the matter with my father coming to find Mo Ran today?"

Thinking of the matter, Su Yingzhi rubbed his somewhat dizzy head and looked at the woman beside him, "Mo Ran, have you heard of the reappearance of 'Mourning' recently?" ”

Mo Ran poured himself wine, his lips smiled, and a series of actions flowed smoothly, without making people notice the slightest discomfort, "Father, what is 'mourning'?" My daughter doesn't quite understand what it is? ”

Su Yingzhi stared at her face deeply, intending to find some clues that proved that she was lying, "It's a legend circulating in the rivers and lakes, an organization that can't kill people more than a little bit." ”

Mo Ran pretended to be surprised, and let out an "ah", "Can anyone really kill people without nodding their heads?" Isn't it a scourge? ”

For a long time, Su Yingzhi didn't notice anything wrong with the expression on her face, but his head became more and more dizzy, and even the facial features of the person sitting next to him couldn't see clearly, but he rubbed his eyes but did not relieve it in the slightest.

Mo Ran put down the wine jug and looked at him with a smile, "Father, this is dizzy?" ”

Su Yingzhi staggered up with his hands supporting his body, "Maybe this wine is too strong, and my father is a little dizzy." ”

The woman in front of her smiled, Su Yingzhi took a few steps forward, but her vision was blurred, and she could sit on the ground.

Mo Ran walked up to him leisurely, staring at him condescendingly, "Father is really drunk." She squatted down, the smile on her lips unusually bewitching, "But my father is not drunk, but poisoned." ”