Mei family.

Mr. Feng Shui was dressed in a green shirt, with a yin and yang fish embroidered with gold thread on the neckline and cuffs, and a gossip pattern on his chest, sitting at the table and chair unhurriedly sipping tea.

Sitting with him was the second room of the Mei family, Mei Lian.

The news of Mei Changsu's death has not yet spread.

This time, Mr. Feng Shui came to inform about it.

Soon, Mei Changsu's father, Mei Hong, the eldest man of the Changfang, came in a hurry.

"I'm tired of Mr. Mingdao waiting, I just came back from outside, and I'm busy sorting out the accounts, so I'm late."

Mei Hong apologized, he really just came back.

Mr. Feng Shui is not known by his surname, and outsiders only know his name, called "Mr. Mingdao".

Mei Hong sat down, and Mei Lian poured hot tea for his brother next to him.

Before Mei Hong could finish drinking this cup of tea, he suddenly heard a message.

"Changsuta...... It's gone! ”

Mr. Ming Dao said bitterly, in a low and sad tone.

People who don't know will really be deceived into thinking that he really loves this student.

When Mei Hong heard the news, he seemed to have been slapped on the head, and he was dizzy and didn't react.

Then, an abnormal flush appeared on his white face, and his lips twitched a few times, but no sound came out.

Then, fall backwards on your back.

"Come on! The old man fainted! You blind people, why don't you go get a doctor! What are you doing in a daze! ”

Seeing her brother fainting, Mei Lian was stunned for a moment, and then her face was happy, but she was quickly covered up and shouted outside.

Soon, the subordinates who heard the order outside ran out in a hurry.

Mr. Ming Dao, who was watching coldly from the sidelines, took in all of this.

"The civil strife in the Mei family is just around the corner."

He thought to himself.

That Mei Lian shouted a circle, and all the subordinates who could command nearby were gone, and then turned his head and grasped Mr. Mingdao's hand.

"Sir, sir, please show me the way! Changsu is gone, does our Mei family still have this rich blessing? ”

Mr. Rao is this Mingdao usually boasts that he has enough self-cultivation, and the sky is not shocked, and he is pasted up by such a fat face, looking at it with that kind of penetrating enthusiasm, and holding his hands tightly...... I finally couldn't help but feel a little out of shape.

After a few feigned coughs, he quietly withdrew his hand, thinking to himself.

"There are not many young people in the Mei family who can get their hands on it, and Mei Changsu is rarely famous, and many of the Mei family's family businesses have prospered by his calculations. Now that he is gone, he doesn't know how to lose this huge family business in the future. ”

"This Mei Lian is also an understanding person, knowing that he doesn't have that ability and can't support the family business, since he has this self-knowledge, he might as well point him out."

Mr. Mingdao was sipping tea by himself, watching the Mei family's chickens and dogs jumping, making a fuss.

It was okay to have nothing to do before, but as soon as the principal of this family fell, the defects of the Mei family were suddenly revealed.

"Three generations of noble sons, rich and not a family, this Mei family is still too fast, shallow background, nothing can be worthy of the façade of the principal, that is, a strong situation, no wonder that Mei Changsu has a short life, how can such shallow water afford to raise big fish?"

"When this trip is over, don't contact me again in the future, so as not to get involved in trouble."

I secretly looked down on the Mei family's style in my heart, and waited for a while, it seemed that everyone around me had forgotten about him, or maybe he was busy fighting for power and dividing up the family property?

These houses are secretive, and they have always wanted to avoid outsiders, so it's no wonder that no one came to greet him······· Taking advantage of the fainting of the head of the family and the absence of the heir, I don't know how many people want to fish in troubled waters, who can take care of a scholar who looks at the feng shui of the house.

When it was getting late, the shadow of the sun was already slanting, Ming Dao put down the teapot, the water in the cup was still warm, and he didn't know how he did it, but it was still steaming white.

"After the tea is drunk, it's time for the poor road to go."

He spoke calmly to the deserted living room, and then slowly tidied up his clothes, straightened his posture, and walked out calmly.

Along the way, you can see trotting and whispering subordinates everywhere, who are smart and can probably hear that they are talking about things that the eldest master is seriously ill for.

When they saw him pass by, no one paid any attention.

Slightly basked, he shook his head and said in his heart:

"If it weren't for the fact that the Mei family really couldn't support the wall, the poor road wouldn't have been ruined by watching a good seedling in vain."

"It's a pity, that Mei Changsu is really smart, but he can't cultivate my Dao Fa, if it is suitable for cultivating the Fa, how can the poor Dao save his life."

"The so-called, the family and then Pepsi."

"The family is not in harmony, pulling each other's legs, no matter how talented you are, you have to drag it to death. It would be good for Mei Changsu to die early, but if he was praised and fell down again in the future, it hurt even more. ”

"But after this blow, at least for three generations, this Mei family will have no chance to prosper."

Above the Meifu house, the originally red clouds were constantly collapsing, and from time to time a small red cloud separated, disintegrated, and disappeared.

The number of family fortunes that represent the family house is gradually shrinking.

All feng shui everyone, are expected to be able to qi, this Ming Dao also has a set of methods, a little wait and see that the Mei family's qi is divided, and the current momentum of prosperity can no longer be maintained, so it is planned to withdraw early in the morning.

At the gate of the Mei Mansion, he was stopped by a six or seven-year-old naughty boy.

"You hurt my brother, didn't you?"

The naughty boy looked at him with a serious expression and a very determined look in his eyes.

"Brother Changsu said that the closest thing he was to you in the past was you, and he told you everything. Now that something has happened to him, you don't have any tears at all, and you are still snickering, you must have killed my brother! ”

The naughty boy suddenly pounced, grabbed the corner of Mingdao's robe, and pulled it fiercely.

Crying while pulling back, shouting:

"You give me back Brother Changsu! You big badass! ”

Just pulling it can't be pulled at all, he is such a little villain, where he has a little strength, he can pull Mingdao's seven-foot body.

So, the naughty boy hugged Ming Dao's leg and opened his mouth to bite it.

Looking at his distorted expression, I am afraid that he has really used all the strength of his body.

With the Dao of Mingdao's Dao Spell, in fact, he should not have been close to a child, and there was even a way to teach this kid, but he didn't.

He just stood there silently, letting the boy beat him and bite him.

When this kid was tired from his cheeks and stopped, he heard Mingdao's voice.

"You're Changsu's younger brother, I've heard him mention you."

Ming Dao leaned down, looked at the kid's stubborn face, and said in a soft and calm tone.

"He's right, I'm indeed the closest person to him, and he's lived in my house since he was eight years old, reading and listening to me every day, and it's been nearly seven years."

"His death, I, as a teacher, do feel a little guilty, but that's all."

"I took 300 acres of water from the Mei family to water the land, and the annual large and small rituals and ceremonies add up to no less than 200 taels, but I also taught the art of war, criminal names, astronomy, geography and Liao history according to the agreement········· You just go to other celebrities, and at this price, you may not be as attentive as me, at least I do give it to me, and I don't hide it for myself. ”

"As for Changsu's death, it wasn't the poor Dao me who really killed him, but you-"

Ming Dao pointed to the kid in front of him, and then turned to the Mei family's mansion behind him.

"—and everyone in here!"

"You are like a rope tied to the legs of an eagle, and like vines clinging to a sapling, it is your short-sighted gaze that drives him to death!"

"Let the talent of the world be busy with infighting in the house all day long, distracted by the business trail, and shed blood just to earn a few thousand taels more, even if he doesn't die this time, he will part ways with you sooner or later in the future!"

"You used to be a helper, but now it's a resistance to him, and it's a shackle, dancing with shackles, where can you dance well?"

After speaking, Mingdao waved his long sleeves, threw the stunned kid aside, and strode away.

I didn't see how long his steps were, but in just a few blinks, he walked far away, and only saw a vague back.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, faintly, there was a bleak and melancholy sound of the pipes from afar.

The immature naughty boy who had been thrown away, sitting on the dusty masonry floor, looked at his back in a daze, and then at the chaos in the mansion.

Finally, I burst into tears.

In one day, the father and brother had accidents one after another, which made this precocious little guy suddenly become in a worrying situation.

At the moment, he is so serious that there is no one who usually comes to take care of him soon.

People go to tea and cool, nothing more than that.