Listen to the conversation inside the house and outside the house, listen and can't listen, and if you can't listen, you can only guess, but it's boring to guess blindly, so several people guess together.

Mu Yuanlang looked east and west, and finally determined that the scholar and Mrs. Mei could be the object of inquiry, thinking that the scholar had not paid attention to what he had said before, and felt that it was rude: after hesitating for a while, he finally couldn't suppress his curiosity and worry, and said slowly.

"Dare to ask the seniors, that son, "Young Master of Burning Spirit?"

This is really unlearned, Mu Yuanlang asked a little regretful, so he said, "The younger generation is abrupt, the senior is the younger generation."

"The young master cherishes his talents, and he has taken a fancy to your friend. ”

The scholar looked at Mu Yuanlang's helpless appearance and smiled a little, and took the initiative to relieve him, and said, "You have a good foundation, who did you learn from?"

Mu Yuanlang was dizzy when he heard it, thinking that I don't dare to be that master's friend, and then the word "fancy" is a bit inappropriate after all.

He said respectfully: "All the cultivators in Mujiazhai are all guided by Ah Gong, and the younger generations are no exception. ”

The scholar smiled kindly and said, "Mu Jiazhai, I know that the Nuqi envoy has been unable to get along with you, and it is because of your grandfather. It's nice that he can make you like this. ”

Mu Yuanlang was slightly flustered and said: "Don't hide it from the seniors, the younger generation's cultivation is not the work of Ah Gong alone, and he has often received guidance from masters recently, and he has benefited a lot." However, what the seniors said, the flag envoy was only because of Ah Gong's disappointment with my department..."The juniors are a little puzzled. Ah Gong is kind and respectful, how can he be offended?"

"Superior?"

The scholar's eyes flashed, and he said, "It's Xiao Bazhi, right?" In my opinion, although this little friend is strong, he may not be a master in Taoism. ”

"Actually......"

Mu Yuanlang almost blurted out, and suddenly remembered the advice of Thirteen Lang and Ah Gong, and was shocked, and said with some nervousness: "The younger generation is shallow in cultivation, and the experience is even worse, so it is natural to receive some guidance." ”

In normal times, the scholar could see Mu Yuanlang's abnormality at a glance, but at this time, he didn't know what he remembered, his expression was slightly trance, and he said casually: "This is also true." ”

Mu Yuanlang didn't know where the wit came from, so he quickly took over the conversation and said: "The junior dares to ask for advice, Ah Gonghe..."

The scholar glanced at him lightly, and said, "This matter is related to a rumor from your department, I don't believe it, but the angry flag envoy believes it very much." But it doesn't matter now, the angry flag envoy is dead, and the young master personally came forward to make friends with Xiao Bazhi, such a trivial matter is no longer enough to worry about. ”

Mu Yuanlang was puzzled, and was about to order something more, when he suddenly heard Uncle Ku's cold voice say: "I believe the rumors of Mujiazhai." ”

The scholar chuckled and said, "Since Uncle Ku believes it, why don't you go and get it?"

Uncle Ku snorted coldly and didn't say anything, Mu Yuanlang looked at this and that, and his heart was even more puzzled, secretly thinking that he grew up in Mujiazhai and was deeply loved by his grandfather, why hadn't he heard any rumors. It must be very important to make these two so important.

was thinking wildly, when he suddenly heard the sound of opening the door, and at the same time, there was also Mai Shaofei's laughter, which was extremely happy.

"Since that's the case, I'm waiting for the good news of the eight-fingered brother. The elder brother has a slight illness, so he doesn't have to work far away, and he can leave for his brother. ”

As soon as he spoke, Young Master Mai walked out proudly, put away the joy on his face, glanced at Mu Yuanlang, and went out by himself.

The voice of Thirteen Lang came from inside the door, and he didn't seem to be able to lift his spirits, so he said, "Young master, go slowly." ”

Everyone looked at each other, even Uncle Ku and the scholar were confused, their eyes were full of surprise, and they were a little confused. Seeing Mai Shaofei walking away without looking back, the two suppressed their doubts and hurriedly followed. Mu Yuanlang, who was no longer able to distinguish between the southeast and the northwest, and Mrs. Mei, who was frightened and uneasy, thought stupidly. ...,

"The young master recognizes Xiao Bazhi as a brother, why is he not very happy?"

A farce finally ended, and in the next few days, the long street slowly returned to the old touch and set sail...

The shops in the streets that had been affected by the fighting were properly resettled in the Four Treasure Gardens, and those who should have been rebuilt were rebuilt, those who should have lost money were lost, and those who were wounded were treated: as for those who died, they were also given a certain amount of compensation. Of course, no one is stupid enough to talk about revenge, and the murderer is dead anyway, so could it be that he went to the Burning Spirit Clan or Thirteen Lang to ask for justice?

Of course, the Burning Spirit Clan is not easy to offend, but where can Thirteen Lang afford to provoke it. Everyone has seen everything with their own eyes, and their hearts have already listed this gentle teenager as one of the extremely dangerous people, who would be guilty of such a situation.

Afterwards, Sibaoyuan issued a statement, the content of which is nothing more than pressing some criminal charges on the head of the angry banner envoy, calling him a traitor who has died innocently for the evil crimes in the township, and reassures everyone not to listen to rumors and tell right and wrong, the Burning Spirit Clan has the ability and confidence to maintain the stability and prosperity of the region.

These are all scenes, not to mention a big clan, even a tribe or even a village, there are people who can arrange it in an orderly manner so that you can't find mistakes. Even if you read it anyway, you don't take it to heart at all.

It's no wonder that things have come to this point, and it is obvious that everyone is afraid of Shisanlang, but after the incident subsided, Mujiazhai's business was not affected, but there was a more popular trend.

The original stock was snapped up the day after the battle. Many people even stayed here, obviously waiting for the second batch of goods to be delivered, but in fact, they had the intention that they could not be exported, in short, they just didn't leave. As a result, there was such a long curtain on the long street, a group of people gathered in front of the door of Muhanzhai, chatting all day long, as if they came to attend the annual meeting to waste time here, almost like an old man who was dying of old age.

This situation lasted until the day Uncle Mu brought people back, and he saw the "grand scene" in front of the door. Mutu and Ah Gong were almost scared out of their minds, and secretly wondered what was going on, could it be that they were smashed by someone.

Everyone came in a hurry, and when the crowd saw that it was someone from Mujiazhai who came back, they automatically divided into two sides. Many people greeted politely and warmly, and they couldn't tell who was who and who was not.

"Elder Mu is here!"

"Old Mu, you are here in person!"

"Long time no see, Mu Lao, I'm ....... ”

"Old Mu, your body is good, you look strong... ，“”

Ah Gong was so big and dizzy when he heard it, how could he be in the mood to deal with them. However, he had already made up his mind that it was not a bad thing, so he dealt with it without saying a word, and went straight to the shop. When he saw the real situation, Ah Gong felt more and more confused, and he didn't know how all this came to be.

Needless to say, the shelves were empty, Mu Yuanlang paced back and forth anxiously, sometimes looking up to the sky and sighing, sometimes muttering to himself, as if he had lost his mind. Xiao Ziyi sat happily on a small stool, holding a stack of Hòuhòu invitations in her hand, counting them with taste.

"This one is bigger, this one is rounder, this one is cute, this one is ....... ”

"Uncle, are you here...... Why are you here too?"

Mu Yuanlang could be regarded as seeing his relatives, so he hurriedly welcomed everyone into the house, and cried out mournfully: "The main master can't go out of retreat, leave this stall for me to take care of, and don't give a word to you to look at this... What the hell is going on!"

"No interest! There are guests coming, you don't even serve a cup of tea!"

Mu Tu scolded first, in his opinion, no matter what the reason for all this, Mu Yuanlang is too out of proportion: others set sail ·-=·yo y-=·0-= The provision is obviously for the visit, and you have to deal with it anyway, at least you can't be rude.

"Don't be in a hurry to scold, just tell me what the hell is going on. ”

Ah Gong looked back at the door and thought that it was no wonder that the little wolf was good, if everyone greeted him, Mujiazhai really couldn't take out so many bowls. After taking Ziyi, who pounced on him, he said, "This is all a prayer?"

"Isn't it?"

Mu Yuanlang took out a stack of invitations from his arms and shouted: "All ethnic groups, tribes, villages and villages, almost all of them have sent worship posts. ”

Stretched out his hand and pointed to the stack in Ziyi's hand, and said, "This is just sent, you can take a look at it yourself." ”

Without waiting for Ah Gong to ask, Zi Yisui picked up one and read: "I'm glad to hear that Brother Xiao is preaching here, Shentu Zubin has come to visit and look ......." ”

"Wait!"

Mu Tu was frightened, snatched the post, and said in a trembling voice: "Shentu? Which Shentu is going to ......?"

Mu Yuanlang had a bitter face, and said: "Isn't it the patriarch of the largest tribe within 10,000 miles, does anyone dare to use this name." ”

Ziyi was a little unhappy when she was bluffed by Uncle Mu, and pouted and said, "I still have ...... here." ”

As soon as she spoke, she took out the most luxurious and dazzling golden-faced invitation that she had treasured, and read: "Lamei will be soon, the contemptible person is the main thing, I sincerely invite Xiao Daoyou, don't quit!"

Ah Gong suddenly felt a little dizzy, and he didn't dare to see the payment in person, his lips trembled, and he asked in disbelief, "Who is this?"

"Old Man Jumo!"

Ziyi called out her name loudly, and said with some curiosity: "This name is so strange, do you know him, Grandpa?"

Ah Gong didn't answer, he was already stupid.

kept saying that Mu Tu came forward to stabilize the situation in front of the door, and after Ah Gong listened to Mu Yuen Long Tsai carefully explain everything, the old man was still a little unable to come back to his senses. His heart was frightened, frightened, and worried, and he did not come out of the sweet and sour joys, and the five flavors of the unknown were mixed, and only he could understand the taste.

He raised his finger and pointed inside, his expression was a little panicked, and said, "Since then, Xiaoyou, he hasn't come out?"

Mu Yuanlang said sadly: "Isn't it, didn't you, let Ziyi pass on a word, that is, everything will be taken care of by me, and this is just to train me, and it will be effective in the future." Grandpa, you're just going to do it, isn't that embarrassing?"

"Nonsense!"

Ah Gong scolded angrily, a sharp light suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he said: "Xiaoyou has worked hard, you can't understand it, you don't know how to be grateful at all, it's really angry old man." ”

Mu Yuanlang was frightened by his serious appearance, and hurriedly apologized: "Grandpa, after listening to me, I have treated everyone who has come with courtesy, and I have also explained the matter to them. The key is to ...... eight fingers"

Ah Gong interrupted him and said, "Don't call him Eight Fingers again, you will call your seniors in the future!"

"Uh......"

Mu Yuanlang thought to himself that I was nothing, but I was afraid that the master would not agree! Besides, Ziyi called him brother all day long, and I called him senior, why was it so awkward!

Ah Gong sighed and said, "You just now, the two people who followed Young Master Mai knew the rumors of Mujiazhai?"

Mu Yuanlang nodded, wanting to ask but not daring to ask, he was so anxious.

Ah Gong looked at him, his expression was complicated, he hesitated for a long time, and finally showed his determination. He called Ziyi and said, "Yiyi go and tell my brother that the old man has something to discuss with him." ”

The third chapter is being written, a little later.

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