Rong Changhe walked into the green mountains and clouds, picking up a secluded place where no one was pranayama. The palm of the Black Wind Mysterious Man was really powerful, and Rong Chang hated to use internal force to breathe and sweat all over his forehead, and his green muscles burst out. At about Maochen, Dongfang felt comfortable when he saw a little white, and entered the city alone.

In the early days, the neighborhood roads were never deserted, Rong Chang hated each other coldly, and the sound of baked cakes and steamed buns was the smell of fireworks in the world. Laborers, businessmen are never idle, rushing to the distance with farm tools or commercial goods, and the wheels of the car are crushed into the soil, and the words are good, the plan of the day begins in the morning!

"Hey, old immortal, where did you just go, come and take a look, there is an old beggar who exchanged Yu Ruyi for a bag of rice with me! Carefully calculated, this jade Ruyi is worth hundreds of bags of rice! "The wife of the rice shop encountered a great good thing as soon as it opened, and she was busy showing off to the old man at the door.

The old man didn't glance at it, he was busy hanging the sign, got off the low stool and bowed down and said with a smile: "Yo, pie in the sky?" You're presbyopia, he's not a beggar, take our rice pit! ”

"It's true, I don't believe it to you." The old woman was anxious to clarify, and quickly took out the jade Ruyi, which was really a bright jade Ruyi.

The old man was so surprised that he couldn't hold back, "Which big family's treasures can fall into our hands!" ”

Rong Chang, who was sitting next to the rice shop and eating noodles, heard the conversation between the old couple, turned his head to look at Ben and ignored it, and when he turned back to eat noodles, his eyes suddenly stopped in the bowl.

There are many jade ruyi of the rich and noble families in the entire Jinling City, but the jade ruyi of the Murong family is unique, and Rong Chang hates only glance at it is not déjà vu, it is already certain!

He stabbed the old woman in the direction of the hilt of the sword, because it was the hilt of the sword, he only hit the woman with one hand and did not hurt her, and the jade ruyi that he put aside fell into Rong Changhe's hand.

The old couple was startled, and hurriedly hugged each other and trembled, trembling with old eyes and looking at the unsmiling Rong Chang.

After Rong Changhe took over Yu Ruyi, he stared at the old couple without wandering, and asked coldly: "Who?" Who brought the thing? What kind of beggar? ”

"Male... Male, aged...... His hair obscured his face, and I... I didn't see it clearly. The old woman could barely finish the whole sentence.

"In which direction did he go?" Rong Chang asked again.

The old woman pointed in the direction behind the mountain, pulling her black face and not daring to speak again.

Rong Chang hated to take out a few taels of silver, "Businessman, don't eat the food that comes from you." That's enough to buy you two bags of rice. After saying that, he disappeared.

The old woman's direction is not imaginary, can there be people in a secluded place? The weeds are luxuriant, white and dewy. Walkers who don't step here definitely think that there is a dead cycle of mountains and rivers in front of them.

But Rong Chang is very familiar with it, and he relied on that path to escape when he destroyed the door. Yes, it is the path leading to the back mountain of Murong Mansion, and it is also the exit of the underground road of Murong Mansion.

But what is an old beggar who exchanged the property of Murong Mansion for rice? Nine years later, isn't Murong Mansion in ruins?

Rong Chang hated to step on the road and walked towards the house of the year.

Along the way, the road was depressed, the lonely crows were desolate, the cold leaves were fluttering and falling, and the door next to the neighbor's house was already a gray wall and a mottled door with dead trees, and no one cared about it.

There are big families here for hundreds of miles, and they shouldn't be broken down here! Thinking that such a big thing happened in Murong Mansion, they might not be able to avoid it, and they were worried that it would cause trouble and move away. Rong Chang hated and thought.

Looking from the direction of Murong Qian's wall, the corners of the walls that have been thinned by time and the walls that have been destroyed by wind and rain show more and more the desolation of the past. The branches of the trees peeked out from the wall, like an old father waiting to return home.

Rong Chang couldn't help but be deeply touched by hatred, and the corners of his eyes were slightly moist. The sycamore planted by my grandfather in the yard stood still standing, and the haggard yellow leaves wept dry up this sad history of family death.

A hundred-legged insect that dies but does not stiffen. There are always horns in the Murong Mansion that the fire can't get worse, and Rong Chang really wants to thank this old sycamore tree, and he understands that he is not lucky to survive alone.

He stood for a long time, but the tears did not roll down from the corners of his eyes. Turning to the seal affixed to the door of the house, the two gates were locked with iron locks, and it was futile to push them, even though the chains were stained with rust.

"Hey, young man, can't go in! This house is a haunted house! A message of advice came from afar.

Who is alarmist? Rong Chang hated to turn around and look at the comer, and the old beggar came with a broken bowl and a limp.

Rong Chang asked suspiciously, "What do you mean by this?"

The beggar sighed and said: "Ten years ago, this house was cursed with a catastrophe, and no one survived a fire, and the neighbors moved away because they thought the land was unlucky, and even the government didn't care. Murong Mansion is so rich, the house can't be burned down with a single fire, and later homeless beggars like us often go to live in the broken houses left in the corners, who know that there are people's cries in the middle of the night, and beggars die inexplicably inside! When the government came to investigate, the body was gone again! It's not a haunted or anything! No beggar dares to rest! Therefore, the government sealed the house, and even a radius of several miles did not dare to live in people. I saw you walking towards Murong Mansion over there, so I'm here to remind you. Judging by your dress, you shouldn't be a person who can't afford to live in an inn, and it's better for Childe to go elsewhere. When the beggar finished speaking, he turned and left, and when he was far away, he added, "What a sin!" ”

It's ridiculous, how could Rong Chang hate the words of the beggar in his heart, but he felt that something was not right along the way, ha, it couldn't be a ghost! Rong Chang smiled hatefully, and then watched the beggar walk away before he jumped over the wall and into the ruins.

As soon as you cross the wall, you will be haunted by the sound of ghosts and ghosts. Rong Chang hated his blazing eyes, drew his sword and shouted: "The blue sky and the white sun, there are gods three feet above the head, don't pretend to be a god here!"

Rong Chang hated to let out the words, and sure enough, the strange sound stopped. At the corner of the scorched wall, he suddenly saw the gray-haired old man staggering over, his clothes were torn, and half of his face was covered.

"Who are you?" Rong Chang hated raised the tip of his sword.

The bright eyes hidden under the gray hair were fearless, and the old beggar stepped forward and knelt down to grab Rong Chang's robe and howled excitedly: "I can hear your voice!" Young Master, you are Young Master Xu, and I am Uncle De! I'm Uncle De!"

In the last two sentences, Rong Chang hated Daigo and was empowered, and carefully looked at the person in front of him, and it was really Uncle De, the housekeeper of Murong Mansion back then, and the two of them were surprised and felt like they were separated from each other.

Rong Chang pursed his lips and smiled: "Yes, you are really Uncle De." ”

Uncle De sighed and brushed his gray hair:

"On the night of the tragedy in the house, I happened to go out, and when I came back, it was already a sea of fire. I have no children under my knees, and I have nowhere to go except Murong Mansion. In order to have a place to live, and to keep the old man's house, I pretended to be a ghost to drive away the beggars from outside, and some beggars were frightened, and they were hungry for a long time, and they were scared to death by me! There is really no other way but to be so sad! ”

Rong Chang hated and comforted him, and then asked strangely: "You have become a beggar, you don't have enough food, and your economy is tight." Why do you exchange jade for rice? Isn't it cheaper? ”

"I relied on the treasured jade in exchange for food, which is the revenge of the enemy, how dare I take the family treasure engraved with the word "Murong" to show off on the street. If I do it another way, who cares about a beggar who suffers. ”

Rong Chang hated and said: "Your caution is good! But in the midst of the fire, how did you get the treasure? ”

"Young Master, have you forgotten how you escaped?" Uncle De led Rong Changhate to turn the stone bricks of the flower bed in the backyard, and the beam of light shone into it, and the layers of stone stairs leading to the underground secret passage were clearly visible; Further down, it was as wide as a territory, and it was an underground city.

Rong Chang knew that this was the underground secret room of the Murong family, and he was using it to escape that day when he first knew about it.

"The old lady is proud of "stealing saints" all his life, how can his mind not be cunning, when he repaired the Murong Mansion, the master had already left a hand. Later, the workers were old and dead, and only me and the old lady knew about this secret passage in the house...... "Uncle De took Rong Chang to look at all the secret rooms and tell all the organs.

Some of these secret rooms are empty and idle, all because Murong Mansion is already wide; There are hidden murder machines that are dangerous, so that those who enter by mistake have no entry or exit; There are several stores of a large amount of gold, silver and jewelry, which Murong Ze has obtained all his life when he was a Jiangyang thief; There are also a bunch of old books scattered around, which are the books collected by Murong Ze for the whereabouts of the Divine Stone.

Rong Chang sighed very much: "No wonder my father only told me to flee outside along the road and not let me enter the secret rooms, otherwise I would be trapped here." ”

Uncle De turned the stone pillar and took Rong Changhe to another secret room, and as soon as he entered, the smell of incense came to his face.

The ever-bright candlelight warmed the cold stone room, the burned incense ash silently pounced on the table, and the densely arranged spiritual seats made people awe-inspired. Rong Chang's hateful hand gradually put down, the father's tablet, the mother's tablet, Erniang's tablet, the loyal subordinate, the nurse, Yahuan's tablet...... The blackboard white characters cast by more than 100 unjust souls turned blood-red in Rong Chang's hateful eyes.

Seeing that his sister Murong Luluo's ranking was missing, Rong Chang's hateful gaze reactivated.

"Uncle De? What about green fall? You're older than anyone else, so you know she's not your father's flesh and blood. Therefore, it would be wrong to ignore her in the tablet of the Murong family. Father loves the house and Wu, and Erniang has the same status as Luluo. ”

"No, no, the old slave doesn't dare to look down on Miss like this." Uncle De hurriedly explained: "When I put out the fire, I saw the corpse of the old lady with my own eyes, although the charred corpses were unrecognizable, they were not the figure of a child. Even when the government came to clean up the corpse, I didn't blink an eye and didn't blink, but I never saw a child-sized corpse. So I guess that although you and Miss are uncertain about their lives and deaths, at least they didn't die in the fire. Later, I checked the agency, and there were child-sized footprints in the dirt at the exit, which convinced my suspicion even more. ”

"No, that's just my footprints, and Midori didn't have time to enter the secret passage with me. Such a cruel extermination, who wouldn't be as lucky as me, plus the green falling spiritual position. Rong Chang recalled sadly, he was too sure, and Uncle De was stunned and had no reason to refute.

"Yes, the old slave will obey." Uncle De's gloomy back began to prepare, lighting a brand new white candle.

"Uncle De, is the Shentian Stone involved with my Murong family?" Rong Chang asked coldly, and Uncle De was shocked for a moment before turning around, and stopped talking.

"But it doesn't hurt to say, I'm an adult, and I should know the origins of this."

Uncle De sighed and didn't hide anything, and talked about everything in detail: "The old and lonely body will go into the loess." I have the honor to serve the master, master. Back then, the grandfather was still a flying thief in the rivers and lakes, no treasure, no robbery, no wealth, and he had a great reputation. And in the year of establishment, he accidentally stole a rare gem, which is said to be one of the four divine stones, and the old lady at that time was young and vigorous! Single-mindedly possessing it for oneself, the momentum is growing. It also caused a lot of turmoil for this stone. For the trace of the absolute god stone, the old lady lied to the world that it had been lost, and married a wife and had children and withdrew from the rivers and lakes, and hid in the city. ”

"What about the Divine Stone? Is it really lost? ”

Uncle De replied to him: "Really, it's lost." I never heard the old lady mention it again. ”

Rong Chang hated to ask: "Really? ”

"The Murong family was supposed to be a scholarly family, and they didn't care about fame and fortune, but your grandfather misjudged his temperament because of the greed of the Divine Stone. Child, the Divine Stone is not a good thing, I didn't want to tell you, I was afraid that you, like the old lady, would fall into evil thoughts after finding out. That's all the old slave said. "Uncle De's words are good and unforgettable.

Rong Chang hated no longer to ask, and remembered Uncle De's advice, although it was a big truth, he didn't go to his heart, but he felt that Uncle De was too careful.