It's just that now people are gone.

No matter how big this kind of thing is, it is impossible to really pay for it in the end.

What can slightly relieve Bai Xin is that Zhu Minglang is back, and he is standing in front of him alive.

What's more, Zhu Minglang killed Hao Shaocong on the street on the first day he returned to the imperial capital, which would cause more trouble for Zhu Minglang and Zhu Tianguan.

This account can be slowly calculated with the Hao father and son, and it is the most stupid to use this way.

Hao's father and son knew that Zhu Minglang was a person who was not easy to mess with, so they put away the arrogance and hypocrisy at the beginning.

Hao Shaocong's eyes were even more full of anger, but in the end he had to walk to the mourning hall under the coercion of his father.

Kneel and kowtow.

Knock until it's full of a hundred.

Zhu Minglang stood in the mourning hall and looked at the young man lying quietly in the wooden coffin......

"Knock it a little heavier. Zhu Minglang turned around and said coldly to Hao Shaocong.

Hao Shaocong was full of resentment, but in the end, he hit his head on the ground hard, hitting his forehead and bleeding.

"Zhu Tong, this is the person who killed you, I will participate in the power competition in a few days, and I will definitely let him go down to make amends for you personally!" Zhu Minglang did not say this in a low voice, but said directly in front of everyone in the Lingtang.

Hao Yong, Mrs. Zhao and the others who came to the funeral looked at Zhu Minglang in horror.

Zhu Minglang is swearing in public, will he kill Hao Shaocong!

How can there be such a rampant disregard for the law?

"Zhu Minglang, my son just killed your bloodless brother by mistake, and when you said such things in public, did you completely ignore me Haoyong and Zizonglin??" Haoyong said angrily.

"My uncle and aunt have only been such a child for the rest of their lives, and your Haoyong son has three, killing people to pay for their lives, what is wrong with me. Zhu Minglang asked rhetorically.

"It's a mistake!"

"Don't worry, the day I met me, I also missed. Zhu Minglang laughed.

Forget this kind of nonsense, just lie to yourself.

When he looked at Zhu Tong's body just now, Zhu Minglang saw the scars that couldn't even be covered up by makeup, even if he was wearing expensive burial clothes, he could see it clearly!

If it was placed before, Zhu Minglang could still believe in the words of missing, let him kowtow a hundred times, and then hand it over to the royal family to deal with.

But after looking at the body, Zhu Minglang will never let go of Hao Shaocong!!

That is to kill people, and even after death, the limbs have been seriously damaged, which shows that he has a great grudge against Zhu Tong, not to mention the murderous intention, the person has not stopped even after he is dead.

Such a bad act, where is the competition between forces, and what is even more hateful is that before they appeared, their so-called guilt was like a joke, not to mention hypocrisy, and even mocked Zhu Yushan and Bai Xin!

Things have come to this point, and you still expect Zhu Minglang to be harmonious with them?

Now do any cats and dogs dare to run to Zhumen's head to spread wild?

"Haoyong, if your dog son wants to withdraw from Dabi, or hide elsewhere, you can prepare coffins for your other two sons, and I will give you these people who played suona in my family today for free, so that your family will be more solemn than our Zhumen today!" Zhu Minglang said.

These words made the entire mourning hall silent, including some guests from the Great Sect Forest and the Great Clan, they didn't expect that there would be such an unscrupulous and arrogant figure in the Zhumen!

For a while, Hao Yong and Mrs. Zhao's faces were pale, and Hao Shaocong, who was covered in blood, had turned from anger to fear.

Regarding some of Zhu Minglang's previous deeds, they have all heard of it.

This guy has excellent sword cultivation, even the older characters have been violently beaten by him, and he has already ravaged the peerless geniuses of the major forces at a young age......

Although I heard that he had fallen and was lost, I was still worried that this little devil in the imperial capital would do something extremely excessive, after all, he was the son of Zhu Tianguan, and it was not the same concept as Zhu Tong's adopted son at all!

"Zhu Minglang, if you dare to touch my son, I will make you regret it even if I fight everything!" Haoyong's face was a little hideous, and he was probably so angry that he couldn't calm down.

"Let's go, let's go, don't get tangled with this madman. Mrs. Zhao said hurriedly.

"There are twenty more. Zhu Minglang stared at Hao Shaocong behind him and said coldly.

Hao Shaocong's head was already covered with blood, and he was frightened by Zhu Minglang's words just now, but Zhu Minglang stood behind him, like an executioner in the underworld.

Hao Shaocong believes that if he doesn't finish knocking, his head will really fall off, this Zhu Minglang obviously has no sword cultivation, but there is an extremely terrifying evil aura on his body, which makes Hao Shaocong feel that there is an evil sword hanging behind his neck like drinking an unknown amount of blood and cutting off an unknown number of souls.

Finally, the head knock is finished.

Hao Shaocong was a little delirious, but his father helped him up.

"The family is grateful. At this time, Zhu Minglang said this sentence like a send-off.

Hao Yong and Hao Shaocong had to bow to Zhu Yushan and Bai Xin again, and finally left Zhu Tong's mourning hall in some shock.

After the father and son left, there were already many people who were whispering beside the mourning hall.

"For this kind of scum, that's how it should be, I have long wanted to avenge Zhu Tong, you don't know that when Zhu Tong's body is sent back, it is no different from a slaughtered pig and sheep!" said a young caster apprentice.

"It's worthy of being a bright brother, and it's not muddy at all to repair this kind of goods, and I finally breathed a sigh!"

"Is he really Zhu Minglang??" Some of the younger children, almost unable to recognize Zhu Minglang, looked at them curiously.

After all, when I was in Zhumen, I had heard of this name.

......

The operation of the ceremony is only the last respect for the deceased.

But the ritual will eventually end.

He will also completely fade out of everyone's sight, whether it is a general friend, or a close relative like Zhu Yushan and Bai Xin.

People are divided into high and low, and once they are in different classes, human life will not be judged fairly.

Zhu Tong is not a direct family after all, just an adopted son.

Zhu Minglang knows very well that apart from himself, few people will seek justice for him.

Originally, I was still thinking about whether to participate in the Zonglin and clan competitions, but now because of this Hao Shaocong, Zhu Minglang has to go.

......

After passing through the courtyard, we walked towards the half-mountain island of Shuidi Lake.

There are no white lanterns hanging inside, and as in the past, it maintains the usual solemnity and elegance of the Zhumen, and the funeral in front of the courtyard seems to have nothing to do with the Zhumen in the back.

After all, he is an adopted son, and his uncle and aunt also have no status in Zhumen, but they just run some shops in Zhumen in the imperial city.

The willows dance lightly, and in front of it is a stone arch bridge, leading to the inner courtyard of Zhumen.

Zhumen is divided into an inner court and an outer court.

The inner courtyard is the core of Zhumen, responsible for the inheritance and development of the art of forging, and the outer courtyard is mainly engaged in the business of casting art shops.

All along, the inner courtyard of Zhumen has been indifferent to the outer court, and with a little disdain.

Their loss has nothing to do with the inner courtyard of Zhumen Hushan Island.

"Zhu Minglang, your door seems to be very complicated. Fang Niannian said in a low voice.

She also saw that the outer courtyard and the inner courtyard were like two worlds.

The inner courtyard is like a sacred place isolated from the world in the middle of Hushan Island, and the loss of the outer courtyard does not affect the inner court in the slightest, as if two unrelated families.

"We have taken in a foundry family from a defeated country before, and most of them have been reduced to slavery. My grandfather did not approve of the slavery system, so he divided it up and handed it over to the forging family of the defeated country to run it, which is the outer court that my uncle and aunt are now in charge of. Zhu Minglang explained helplessly.

In the Imperial Capital of the Extreme Court, there are slave groups in many clans.

And the slave group has no status in the eyes of any force, even if someone like Zhu Yushan has slowly changed his identity and slowly become a real core member of Zhumen, the entire Extreme Court Emperor still doesn't take them too seriously.

"Then your uncle and aunt, aren't they relatives?" Fang Niannian asked.

"Uncle Zhu Yushan's original name was Yu Shan, it was my father's former companion student, my father's concept is the same as my grandfather's, he doesn't like the set of defeated slaves, so he has always been a brother, and even asked the clan to let him change the surname of the dead country, so he has the name of Zhu Yushan now. My father treated him like a brother, and they always treated me as their own. Zhu Minglang explained.

In fact, even if a slave has an heir, it must be a slave.

Even if Zhu Yushan and Bai Xin have changed their surnames and got rid of their status as slaves on the surface, if they have children, they will still be defaulted to as slaves by the Jiting Dynasty.

That's why they haven't had children for years.

Their children still can't wash away this layer of slave branding.

"So, Zhu Tong, as a disciple of your clan, even if he is killed in Dabi, no one will delve into this matter?" Fang Niannian suddenly realized.

Coming from the Yaoshan Sword Sect, Fang Niannian's general impression of the Zhumen should be extremely strong, how could he lose it, and he was ridiculed and ridiculed by the murderer like this, without any respect for the family of the deceased, but deliberately provoked.

It turned out that the outer court of Zhumen was a slave of the defeated country, even if Zhumen accepted them and gave them enough respect and status, they were still a group of lowly slaves in the eyes of outsiders.

Thinking that the ancestral dragon city-state might also fall into this fate, Fang Niannian couldn't help but shudder.

Even if you rely on a reasonable family, human life is still like a mustard.

"What others think, that's someone else's business. My uncle is my uncle, my aunt is my aunt, and my brother is my brother!" Zhu Minglang took a deep breath and said.

"Well, the words you said in the mourning hall just now, one word, handsome. The faces of the father and son and that Mrs. Zhao are really disgusting, and they are too deceitful!" Fang Niannian said.

Zhu Minglang looked at Fang Niannian and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

After a while, he said, "I've known you for so long, it's the first time I've heard you praise me." ”