It is also a yellowed white paper, which is well preserved, not to mention missing edges and corners, and there is not even a single wrinkle.

There are also four sentences written on the paper, "This difficulty should be robbed, and the life line is a foreign land." Thirty-three years of poverty, the old people asked each other in front of the old house. ”

Wang Laoshuo, who was holding this piece of paper, knelt in the courtyard of the Yongjia mansion, crying so much that he couldn't help himself.

He's not the only one kneeling here.

There were many people kneeling around him, most of them in their forties, dressed in different shapes and temperaments, the only thing they were the same was that everyone was in tears, and they all held an old white paper with the same four sentences written in their hands.

The people standing on the edge of the courtyard were all young people, thirty-five or sixteen running down for a long time, with a solemn expression, but the sadness could not be talked about, probably because they were too young and basically had no feelings with the Yong family.

There were fifty or sixty people, and the spacious courtyard was crowded.

The door of the main room was wide open, revealing the living room, and the wall in the center of the living room had hung a slip of old black and white photos at this time, among which the two people side by side were Yong Hansheng and Songyan Daoren, and the photos on both sides were men and women, old and young, just a big family.

When Wang Laozhuan cried, he was about to shout, "Master, why are you lying to us!" Nothing else could be said except that sentence.

He shouted so loudly that if the sound came out, the whole Tunzi could hear it. Fortunately, although these old guys were in a hurry and carried away, there were also a group of young disciples who had brought them and cast their own concealment spells.

Wang Laozhuan was crying endlessly, and a person suddenly stood up in the kneeling crowd behind him, wiped the tears on his face indiscriminately, and said angrily: "Senior brother, don't cry, just crying like this is a fart!" It is imperative to find out the cause of the matter first! Second Senior Brother, you have always had a lot of ideas, take a charter for everyone, don't cry. The master has been a hero all his life, will he be happy to see us disciples crying and crying like mothers! Did he let us come back after thirty-three years, so that we should mourn him here? Lift you all up! This man is also in his early fifties, wearing a suit and gold-rimmed glasses, and he speaks with a commanding attitude, obviously the kind of person who has been commanding all year round.

Hearing this, the young people standing on the edge of the courtyard hesitated for a moment, and then they all stepped forward one after another, persuaded them well, and picked up the masters who were crying so much.

The two disciples holding Wang Laozhuan were also dressed as peasants, and their faces were full of simplicity, and they had never seen anything in the world, and they were not very good at persuading people, so they said back and forth, "Master, don't be too sad."

Although Wang Laozhuan stood up, he was still crying.

Just now, the man twisted his eyebrows, strode in front of Wang Laoshuan, and shouted, "Senior brother, don't cry!" What the master hated most before his death was that you cried when something happened, not even as a girl. ”

This is already a bit overspoken, there are already six or seven people gathered next to Wang Laoshuan, all of them are young and angry, hearing that the master was insulted like this, their faces are angry, and one of them said angrily: "How do you speak!" ”

The man scolded: "When the elders speak, how can you intervene!" It's all flashed aside, and I don't even know how to be inferior to the elderly! ”

Several of Wang Laoshuan's disciples were furious, and they rolled up their arms and sleeves and were about to step forward to fight.

The young disciples behind that person naturally did not let the master suffer, and they also rushed forward.

Wang Lao Xuan wiped his eyes and said to his disciples: "This is the master's business, you don't have to worry about it, stay honest!" ”

The man also turned around and shouted, "What are you doing here, do you want to fight?" Get out of the way, how many times have I told you, the compatriots in the door should be friendly and respectful, this is your own senior brother! ”

The two groups of young men had no choice but to step aside, but their anger was still very big, and they looked at each other with slanted eyebrows.

Only then did Wang Laozhuan say to the man: "Senior Brother He, everyone has been together for so many years, you know what kind of person I am, and everyone knows it, if it weren't for my old age and the longest time with the master, how could I be able to be this senior brother?" Now that everyone is back, I can't come up with any ideas about this kind of thing. As...... Senior Brother Liu, you are in charge of the overall situation, if there is anything you want me to do, just give me orders! His eyes turned to an old man in a Taoist robe next to him.

The old man was dry and thin, with silver hair, and a handful of goatees. He was followed by two middle-aged Taoist priests, one of whom was holding a long bag in his hand, all of which were tightly wrapped in black cloth, and he didn't know what it was containing.

Hearing what Wang Laozhuan said, Senior Brother Nahe was the first to say: "Senior brother's words are reasonable, second senior brother, you can take the idea." ”

The rest of the people all responded: "Yes, second senior brother, it's better for you to make an idea, wasn't it like this before, you take the idea, senior brother makes a decision, let's all act together!" ”

The goatee Taoist priest didn't shirk either, and said, "Since that's the case, then I'm not welcome, everyone sit down!" He bowed to Wang Lao and said, "Senior brother, please take a seat!" "This proper etiquette cannot be lost.

Wang Laozhuan nodded, and sat cross-legged on the ground with his back to the door of the main room. The crowd of people waited for the rest of the clothes to be slippery, and they all sat down on the ground, and happened to form a circle in the courtyard.

The goatee Taoist priest sat down on the left side of Wang Laozhuan, and when he saw that everyone was seated, he said: "There are several things that need to be done now, one is to figure out what happened back then, who killed the master's family!" The second is to find the master's descendants as much as possible, we can't let him stay alone, we can't do filial piety for the master, and we have to take care of his descendants! The third is to do our best to elect a leader, there is a way is a snake without a head, we have been spreading branches and leaves outside all these years, we all have a mess, and now we are back to the Taiping Road, someone has to lead! It's best to get the second uncle back. After speaking, he looked at Wang Laoshuan.

Wang Laozhuan thought for a moment, and then said: "The investigation of the murder case back then is up to Senior Brother Yu to do, Senior Brother Yu has been in the Mage Association all these years, unlike us who are automatically isolated from the magic world!" ”

One of them stood up and said: "This matter is easy to do, I will contact my friends in the meeting tomorrow to check the old files of the first year of reform, such a big thing must be recorded." "This man is five short in stature, with a face full of flesh, but he speaks softly.

Wang Laozhuan said again: "I have already met the master's grandson, a very good young man, called Yong Bowen......"

Senior Brother Yu's expression moved, and he said, "I've heard of the name Yong Bowen. Recently, a young Great Heavenly Master has risen in the Mage Association, and at the age of more than twenty, he is already the most senior member of the Purple Emblem. But...... The sect he reported was the Northern Sect of the Heavenly Master......"