The crowd held their breath to hear what the young man was asking.

Some people leaned forward, others shrank backwards. Most of the people who shrank backwards are old people, and this young man dares to make trouble on such an occasion, and he is poisonous, and there may be something powerful in the future. Seeing the way he stood up and talked with his hands in his hands, he was not half frightened or afraid, either he was desperate to die, or he was fearless. Either way, it can't be good.

"The owner of Minghuaju asked me to ask, what did you do with the plaque of Minghuaju?"

Ming Huaju? What is that place?

Tu Zhuang's face turned pale suddenly, he looked at the young man fixedly, his lips trembled, as if he wanted to ask something, but he didn't ask.

The young man was unhurried and asked again: "Was it burned, smashed, or buried?" ”

The hall was very quiet, and I looked at the faces of the people next to me, obviously not understanding the mystery here. The young man must have come to seek revenge, but he didn't know where Minghuaju was, and what kind of grudge it was—but his father must have known. The look on his father's face when he came, as well as the two words he said about the owner of Tu Zhuang, seemed to have foreseen that something was going to happen.

Tu Zhuang's face softened, but he was not flustered, impatient, and asked softly: "Are you his descendant?" ”

"You don't have to ask."

Master Tu nodded: "Actually...... Over the years, I have never been able to sleep soundly at night, and I always think about what happened at that time. I'm afraid that there will be such a day, and it seems that I am still looking forward to such a day. This day has appeared many times in my dreams—" He paused, "My lady has nothing to do with this matter, please let her go." ”

"She's been rich for so many years."

Tu Zhuang said calmly: "Not bad...... In the past few decades, she has lived a very comfortable and wealthy life......"

Master Tu didn't say anything more. He looked around, picked up a glass of wine on the table, and drank it with his head up.

The boy laughed, and the laughter was so cold that it sent chills through the cracks of the bones. He turned his head and walked out, and the guests and the people of Tujiazhuang couldn't wake up for a while, and they didn't know whether to stop or kill.

Suddenly, I heard Tu Qi crying out: "Master! ”

The tall body of the owner of Tu Zhuang fell backwards heavily. Tu Qi grabbed it and helped it. Miss Tu San was at a loss, still holding her grandmother in her hand, and her eyes didn't know which one to look at.

"Kill him for me!" Tu Qi pointed at the young man and shouted: "He hurt his master and wife, he must not be let go!" ”

"Your master committed suicide, and I didn't kill him. As for your wife...... She's not dead yet. If you want her to die, let them stop me. ”

Mrs. Tu was dying, her face was bruised, and her life was in danger. The centipede that was broken in two fell to the ground next to it, and everyone else hid far away, only Xu Guihong took advantage of the chaos. He bent down and picked up the centipede with his handkerchief wrapped in his handkerchief.

"I will have someone send an antidote to treat Mrs. Tu, although the surname Tu is unkind, I can't be as unrighteous as him."

The boy turned and walked away. I didn't see how fast he was walking, but his figure was fluttering, and in the blink of an eye, he was already out of the hall door.

"Let him get the antidote!"

"Can't let him go!"

"Avenging the owner......"

There was chaos inside and outside the hall, and the young man blended into the crowd in a blink of an eye and walked away, and I watched coldly. There was a lot of commotion in the hall, but there were many people who spoke out and few people who contributed. Also, the children of Tu Jiazhuang's own family are all six gods and no masters, Tu Qi seems to be unable to convince the public, and the third girl Tu is messed up again, and I don't know what to do. Do you expect these people who came to congratulate you to come forward to take this strong enemy for Tu Jiazhuang?

Wu Zhen and the others came out of nowhere, with a frightened face, Wu Zhen pulled me and kept asking, "Are you okay?" Didn't get hurt, did you? ”

"How could I get hurt......"

"How did it become like this in the blink of an eye? What's wrong? How can the owner of Tu Zhuang and Mrs. Tu ......"

No one in Tujiazhuang is in the mood to greet guests. And most of the people who were afraid of causing trouble left on the spot, and in the end less than 12 out of 10 remained. The huge Zhuangzi became deserted, and even the subordinates slipped away a lot. Tu San girl can only cry when she hugs Mrs. Tu, Tu Qi's eyes are red, I don't know if it is because of anxiety or grief. Lang Zhong invited a few from inside and out, but he couldn't even say what kind of poison Mrs. Tu was. One of them shook his head directly and said that he was going to prepare for the future, and was punched in the face by Tu Qi. Pity Na Lang has knocked out a few of his middle teeth, this is still Tu Qi's measured hand, otherwise I am afraid that one punch will kill this Lang Zhong.

We couldn't give any help or comfort to Miss Tu San, and among the young female guests, several girls had already left with their families, leaving only Wei Guan and Xu Guihong, as well as me and Wu Zhen. Yes, there are also two sisters in the Chen family, who are inconvenient to leave because of their sister's hand injury.

When we returned to the house, Wu Zhen's eyes lit up and he fidgeted: "This person is so powerful...... Wu Ning, why don't we go too? ”

"What are you afraid of, we don't have the surname Tu, and that's not our enemy."

"Oh, you know what." Wu Zhen almost rubbed a handkerchief, and his brows furrowed tightly: "In the land of right and wrong, it is inevitable that you will get into trouble." Naturally, we are not from Tujiazhuang, but the person who came to take revenge may not know. If you have to wait until someone stabs you with a sword to tell if you are not, then you are not unjustly dead! ”

"Probably not." I held my cheeks for a while, thinking about the three words of Minghuaju, and asked softly: "Wu Zhen, have you heard of Minghuaju?" ”

When asked, I laughed at myself in my stomach, Wu Zhen didn't have as many places as I had been, and sure enough, she said, "I haven't heard of it, what is that?" ”

"It was the man who came today who questioned the owner of Tu Zhuang, and he asked, what did you do with the plaque of Minghuaju, and the owner of Tu Zhuang committed suicide after hearing this."

"What? One sentence ......" Wu Zhen's eyes widened: "What does the person who came look like?" So powerful? ”

"I don't know if he's great or not, but he has a calm temperament, not much like a young man. This sentence has no beginning or end, which makes people incomprehensible. Tu Zhuang committed suicide, mostly because of ...... The three words of Ming Huaju should be one of his key handles, and they were pinched, so ......"

I thought about it and shook my head again.

What if the owner of Tu Zhuang killed the boy with a single heart? When he picked up the glass of wine, he probably didn't think about doing it. But the young man's exact words were actual. The master of Minghuaju asked me to ask you - that is to say, there is still someone behind him, even if he kills him, this matter is not over.

"That guy must be very powerful." Wu Zhen nodded and said firmly: "Otherwise, how could he have scared the owner of Tu Zhuang to commit suicide after just saying one sentence?" If you want me to say, the owner of Tu Zhuang probably thinks that if he doesn't commit suicide and falls into the hands of others, the end will only be worse...... Minghuaju, Minghuaju ......" she recited several times: "My father-in-law has known this Tu Zhuang owner for many years, and he must know the whole story." ”

Yes, what Wu Zhen said is also what I think.

The owner of Tu Zhuang may have committed suicide in shame by someone who took the handle. It may also be that he chose to commit suicide because he was afraid that the other party would have more vicious methods.

"When the man was leaving, he said, 'The surname Tu is unkind, I can't be unjust......"

"What kind of person is that?"

"Hmm...... Tall. The person is very thin, and I didn't look closely, and it was chaotic at the time, but just listening, it shouldn't be too old. Maybe less than twenty. ”

"Huh? So young? Wu Zhen was silent for a while, and whispered, "Let's go see Mrs. Tu again, shall we?" ”

"Don't make a mess, now Tujiazhuang has become a plate of loose sand, no, it's worse than loose sand, who knows what kind of chaos is going to be over there. Wait a minute. ”

"Alas. It's really a tree that is falling and scattered. What a festive day in the morning, when the house was full of guests, it has only been half a day, and it has become like this......"

When the sun is about to set. Wei Guan and Xu Guihong came over and asked us to go to see Mrs. Tu together.

The hall is still the same hall, but it is completely different. When we first came yesterday, Mrs. Tu was surrounded by beads and beautiful clothes, what a rich and peaceful woman. Now he was lying there, just waiting for his breath. Tu San's face was swollen from crying, and her whole body was numb. She didn't say anything when she talked to her, and she didn't stretch out her hand to give her water to drink. Wei Guan poured a cup of tea and put it in her hand, she held the teacup in a daze, and didn't drink it.

"Third girl, don't be too sad. Mrs. Tu has her own natural appearance, and she will definitely be able to turn the crisis into safety......" Wei Guan persuaded her softly: "You have to take care of yourself." If you are so worried that you fall ill, what will Mrs. Tu do, and who will take care of her? ”

Tu San girl slowly raised her head, as if she couldn't recognize who the person in front of her was, she looked at her blankly, and said in response: "My mother died early, and the old lady raised me when she was a child......

My heart ached, and I turned my head to the side.

My mother also went early, and my father raised me as both a father and a mother.

The owner of Tu Zhuang is dead, Mrs. Tu is dying, the situation changes abruptly in one day, and the happy and pampered Tu San girl has changed from the pride of the sky to the current situation - without the protection of her elders, where should she go in the future?

There was a sound of panicked footsteps outside the door, and a small guy stumbled in front of the door, out of breath, and shouted: "Come, come!" ”

"What's coming? Do you make it clear? ”

The little guy breathed a sigh of relief and said hurriedly, "That man came in the morning to deliver the medicine!" ”

Tu San's eyes lit up, Huo Di stood up, looked twice in the room, turned his head and grabbed the sword hanging on the wall in his hand: "He still dares to come?" I'll kill him! ”

Wu Zhen and I glanced at each other, Xu Guihong had already stood up and chased Miss Tu San out of the door. Wei Guan glanced back at us: "Let's ...... too Take a look? Maybe it helps. ”

I glanced back at Mrs. Tu and sighed, "Okay, then let's go." ”

The expression on Wu Zhen's face was nervous and a little excited. She clasped her hands together and had already made the key. As soon as something goes wrong, she is afraid that she will take action.

Tu San's long sword was already unsheathed, but Tu Qi was held by Tu Qi and did not allow her to pass. Her eyes were red, and she looked at the person with a look on her face, as if she was going to pounce on him and bite off a piece of his flesh.

The person who came to deliver the medicine was also a teenager, but it was not the one in the morning, this one was even thinner, with thin eyebrows and thin lips, and it looked like a girl's house if he changed his shirt and skirt. He stood in the courtyard and was surrounded by the people of Tujiazhuang. The weapons in those people's hands were cold and bright, but he had empty hands, unhurried, and unalarmed.

"I was just asked to come here and deliver the antidote." As soon as he raised his hand, he was even more frightened by the people holding swords and swords, and one of them was so nervous that the long sword in his hand was about to stab the young man in the face.

The boy pulled out of his bosom not a weapon, but a small medicine bottle.

"Please let me go, I have to see the depth of the man's poisoning to know how much medicine to use."

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I'll add more tomorrow. (To be continued)