"For more than a hundred years, there was a family in Datong that was all killed, do you know about this?" Wu Yaoshen put away his smile, but became fierce, and his brows were twisted into pimples. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"What are you kidding? How do I know about it more than a hundred years ago?" said Chaha.

"You don't know, do you? Well, I can tell you. Wu Yaoshen said, then turned to look at Li Xuyang and Jiang Botong and said, "Don't jump to conclusions too early, when I finish all this, we will continue to settle the account." ”

Li Xuyang glanced at Jiang Botong, then came to his side, looked at Wu Yaoshen and said, "Okay, for what happened a hundred years ago, we only know the surface, but we smell it." ”

"More than a hundred years ago, a man in black found a dart game. The reputation of this game is very good, but as time goes by, the business of the game gets worse and worse. And all this has to start from that time..."

More than a hundred years ago, Wu Feng dart game.

The man in black came here and asked Wu Feng to lead the people to dart. And the dart refers to a sarcophagus, but the reward is quite generous, it turns out to be a box of gold bars. Because the dart game has an ancestral motto "Whoever comes to take a dart, will receive a dart", and it is precisely because of this that Wu Feng accepted the request of the man in black.

But not only that, after the man in black left, Wu Sen also dressed and walked out of the room.

"Brother, is there a business?" Wu Sen saw the man in black who had just walked out of the gate, and saw a small box open on the table, and the small box was filled with gold bars.

"Yes, dart coffins, sarcophagi. Wu Feng withdrew his gaze from the back of the man in black, then sat on the chair, looked at the small box of gold bars, and took a sip of the teacup on the table.

"Brother, we can't accept this, you know the rules of our industry, the dart walker will die!" Wu Sen also hurriedly sat down, hoping to make the eldest brother let go of this deal.

"I know, but you also know our current family situation, if we don't take over the business, the family will not even have a problem with food now. Wu Feng stood up, looked at Wu Sen and said.

"But, Zu Xun..."

Wu Sen wanted to continue, but was interrupted by Wu Feng: "I know Zu Xun, it's not a matter of Zu Xun or not Zu Xun at the moment. Rather, it can solve the basic problem of food and well-being, and if this problem is not solved, what kind of ancestral teachings do you mention?"

Wu Sen was still worried, but he knew the temper of his eldest brother, and when he saw Wu Feng angry, he didn't dare to continue to say anything, even if he was in a hurry, he could only be in a hurry.

Wu Feng came to him, then put his hand on his shoulder and said, "Don't worry! We will finish this time, we will finish this dart, and then we will close the door and not take the dart." This box of gold bars is enough for us to eat and drink in the next life. ”

"Okay!" Wu Sen lowered his head and could only agree.

And while they were arguing, a little boy of about fifteen or sixteen was standing quietly listening to the conversation between his father and his uncle. He is the eldest son of Wu Feng and is called Wu Ling.

And when Wu Feng was about to turn around, he saw Wu Ling standing there timidly, just showing half of his head and looking here, and hurriedly walked over. After coming to Wu Ling's face, he squatted down and stroked his head with his hand and asked, "Xiao Ling, why don't you sleep?"

"It's okay father, I'm just a little sick to my stomach and want to go conveniently. Wu Ling pretended not to hear what he said just now, then rubbed his eyes and yawned.

"Well, Xiao Ling. When you're done going, go to bed. Wu Feng touched his head, and then said with a smile.

"Yes, father. Wu Ling agreed and ran away.

Wu Feng stood up, looked at Wu Ling's back, then turned to Wu Sen and said, "Don't tell anyone else about this matter, only the two of us can know." ”

After the death of the owner of the old martial arts hall, Wu Fengshun accepted the martial arts hall and married the only daughter of the martial arts hall. His younger brother Wu Sen also married a few years later, and the two brothers lived together in the house left by the old owner.

Later, when the martial arts hall gradually declined, they used the money and then gathered some disciples and brothers to make a living. In a short period of time, it has also become a famous dart game in Datong.

Early the next morning, Wu Feng went to gather some people, a total of twenty-three. Because of the good reward this time, he found some more people, and when he came back, he gave each of them some money, and then announced that the dart board was not taking the dart.

After waiting for the people to gather, they came to the side room and knelt down to worship the old hall owner to bless the way safely, and then waited for dark. Due to the special request of the men in black, they could only wait until after dark, and then go outside the village to meet the others.

After dark, under the leadership of Wu Feng, twenty-three people, including him, walked out of Wu Feng's dart bureau and walked out of the village.

And Wu Ling stood at the door of the hall, watching them leave, he was very worried. He heard the conversation between Wu Feng and Wu Sen clearly, but he didn't understand what it meant to "walk the dart and not walk the coffin, and the person who walks the coffin will mourn".

"Brother, what are you looking at here?" When Wu Ling was in a daze, a girl with two pigtails came to his side and asked with a smile.

"Sister Xi'er, I'm watching my father and uncles leave!" Wu Ling knew who this little girl was even if he didn't look back.

She is Wu Sen's eldest daughter, named Wu Xi. Originally, it was planned for him and Wu Ling's name combination to be Lingxi, but this rhino was not good-looking, so he used this Xi. Wu Xi is four years younger than Wu Ling, but their brother and sister are no less affectionate than their own brother and sister.

"Oh, where did they go?" Wu Xi asked with a smile.

"They went to earn us money so we could buy nice clothes. Wu Ling turned around, and then gently pinched Wu Xi's face with his hand.

"Oh, brother, don't pinch it, people will not look good. Although Wu Xi was a little angry when he said it, he still blushed and lowered his head.

The day was spent peacefully, but they did not know that after the sun set tonight, for them, the sun would never rise again.

On the night of the next day, in the dead of night.

Wu Ling has a problem, that is, before midnight, he has to go to the toilet once, and then come back to continue sleeping.

And this time, after he woke up, he went to the toilet with the light on. As soon as he left, the door was violently pushed open, and only a man dressed in black stood outside the door.

After hearing such a movement, several people ran out of the room, and these people were all employees hired by Wu Feng. When he saw someone looking for trouble, he immediately picked up all kinds of weapons and was about to deal with the man in black.

Just a short time, maybe just a few minutes. When Wu Ling came out of the toilet, he saw that his home was already in flames.

"Mom, brother. Wu Ling became nervous and even more scared. He hurried to his mother's room, only to find his mother lying at the head of the bed in her life, while his mother was holding her dead brother in her arms.

"Mom, Mom. Wu Ling came to his mother's side, and then looked at the cut on his mother's stomach that had been cut with a sharp blade, and the blood was still flowing out.

"Mom. For the first time, he felt helpless, frightened, and scared. He knelt beside his mother, tears streaming from his eyes.

"Xiao Ling, you want to live..."His mother wanted to touch Wu Ling's face with her hand, and wanted to touch her son at the moment when she finally died, but her hand stretched out in the air and put it down, looking at him with straight eyes.

"Mom~"

Wu Ling's shouts echoed in the room, and the flames in the room were spreading wantonly. He cried for so long that he couldn't hear his own voice, and his eyes began to be red and painful, and he couldn't cry anymore.

The beams collapsed and fell not far from Wu Ling with fire. He knew the room was going to collapse, but he was going to leave with his mother. His father had told him that he was the man of the family and that he should take responsibility for protecting his mother and younger brother.

But now, not only did he not protect his mother, but he also did not protect his brother. I didn't protect the home where I grew up.

He thought about dying, but when he thought of his mother's dying words, he fell into a difficult choice. The room was collapsing little by little, and finally Wu Ling stood up, and then dragged his tired body out of the room.

Outside the door were lying corpses, blood soaked to the ground. Wu Ling bypassed the dead corpses, and then came outside, and the room behind him completely collapsed.

"I want revenge, no matter how long it takes, I must take revenge. ”

Wu Ling clenched his fists tightly, his teeth creaked, and even if his nails were inserted into the flesh by himself, he didn't feel the slightest pain. Compared with the death of a mother and a brother and a family, the pain of this point is nothing at all.

After Wu Ling was spared, he never saw the whereabouts of the man in black again. But he inquired about other times, that is, the place where the sarcophagus was made, and he also knew that the sarcophagus of the man in black went to Inner Mongolia. He followed these clues and ran all over Inner Mongolia, but in the end he regretted it and handed over this important task to his son before he died.

And after his son grew up, he found the "Wucai Ascending Dragon Position", but did not find the exact location of the entrance. In the end, he died with regret, and in the end, this task fell on the person in front of him, Wu Yaoshen.

The Wu Yaoshen standing in front of Li Xuyang is the descendant of the ghost Wu Feng he took in not long ago. And he wanted to find the man in black, but he couldn't find out the whereabouts of the man in black, but he also thought that after so long, the man in black might have died, so he turned the finger at the descendant of Gigizel at that time, which is now Jijichaha.

The hatred of the catastrophe has lasted for a hundred years, but it will eventually be resolved in this grave.