Mu Jinghong sighed lightly and asked Cheng Jiujiu: "I have observed Ma Chengkong's personality, and he does not dishonor the reputation of the Ma family." ”

Cheng Jiujiu asked, "Why are you wasting your time trying to see who he is?" ”

Mu Jinghong said: "My father has received the favor of Ma Chenggui, so I naturally want to see if his son is worthy of being the big boss of the Ma family." ”

Cheng Jiujiu asked, "Then you see him now, is he satisfactory to you?" ”

Mu Jinghong smiled: "He is better than his father in life, so I can't let him die." ”

"Oh?" Cheng Jiujiu became interested: "Who wants him to die?" How are you going to protect him? ”

"I broke into the forbidden land of the Ma family, and he told me that anyone who did not get his father's permission to enter must die, or he would die to apologize."

"It's stupid, so how do you do it?"

"I promised him that I would help him find his father, who had been missing for several years."

Cheng Jiujiu was intuitively funny, pointed at Mu Jinghong and said: "This is also a very stupid promise, there is no way to find out Ma Chenggui's whereabouts, and you shouldn't care about this kind of nosy." ”

"Of course I know, but I can't watch him cut himself in front of me, and there are more important issues now. ”

"What's the problem?"

"The old man didn't get the contents of the box, and he is likely to attack the Ma family."

Cheng Jiujiu raised his forehead and said, "This is bound to happen, that's why I said that you made a stupid promise." ”

Mu Jinghong smiled: "But we may have a way to delay for a while and find the original contents of the box before you make a difference." ”

Cheng Jiujiu didn't seem to want to cooperate, got up and took out the wine gourd hanging from his waist and took a sip, stared at Mu Jinghong with squinted eyes, and said, "You are planning to do something very dangerous now, what was in the box was originally not something we should know." ”

Mu Jinghong didn't talk nonsense, and stretched out three fingers: "Three days, I only need three days, whether it is successful or not, I will come back, and I will bring you a thirty-year-old daughter red as a thank you gift." ”

Thirty years of daughter red ......

A glimmer of light flashed in Cheng Jiujiu's eyes, she had no other hobbies, only her favorite drinking, Mu Jinghong's words undoubtedly hit her weakness, put down the wine gourd and pursed her lips, yawned and turned over and lay on the bed:

"I'm so drunk that I'm going to sleep for days, and I haven't seen anyone in the meantime."

Chapter III

In the Ma family in Jinling, Ma Chengkong knelt alone in the ancestral hall, staring blankly at the portrait hanging on the wall.

It was a portrait of his father, and although he did not see his father's body, he knew as well as the world that it was very unlikely that Ma Sung-gyu, who had been missing for several years, would survive.

He had been kneeling here for hours, and the Bright Moon Knife was in front of him.

"I failed to keep my promise to you, father."

Knocking his forehead on the ground, his originally handsome face had already been soaked with blood and tears, and he couldn't see his original appearance at all, he stretched out a hand to caress the blade of Jiaoyue's knife, the blade of the blade was as bright as frost and stained his blood, like a magic knife from the Hell of Huangquan, and outside the ancestral hall, many people from the Ma family also knelt on the ground, quietly waiting for Ma Chengkong.

If Ma Chengkong hadn't walked out of this gate today, there was no doubt that these people would have gone with him.

Finally, Ma Chengkong closed his eyes and raised the Bright Moon Knife in front of him across his neck, with only a slight effort, the Ma family will be removed from the rivers and lakes from now on, and at this time, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in Ma Chengkong's ears:

"Do you think that if you die, the Ma family will be able to escape the next catastrophe?"

Ma Cheng stopped empty-handed, did not open his eyes, and asked softly, "You...... Why is it coming back? ”

Mu Jinghong slowly sat next to Ma Chengkong, put his fingers on the handle of the Jiaoyue Knife, and said softly: "I came to witness the moment of the fall of the Ma family." ”

Ma Chengkong still closed his eyes, but he smiled: "The Ma family will not disappear in the rivers and lakes, I have already arranged the things after my death, and my second uncle Ma Chengyuan will become the head of the Ma family." ”

"You are wrong, this will be the beginning of the fall of the Ma family." Mu Jinghong said as he looked at the treasure knife carefully, and couldn't help but praise: "What a treasure knife, your father used it to kill countless evil people, but it's a pity that now it will take the life of its owner, and now it will become a murderous knife that hinders the master." ”

"Whether it's a treasure knife or a murder knife, there will definitely be a more suitable owner to control it."

"You are wrong again, since you have become a murderous knife that interferes with the master, naturally no more swordsmen will use it, after all, it is still a piece of scrap iron."

Ma Chengkong raised his heavy eyelids, his pupils were already reflected in blood red, looking particularly hateful, and asked Mu Jinghong: "You haven't made it clear yet, why are you here again." ”

Mu Jinghong smiled: "I wanted to do a very stupid thing, but now it seems that there is no need." ”

Ma Chengkong asked, "What are you going to do?"

Mu Jinghong said: "Needless to say, you do it as soon as possible, so that I can take off your head and hang it on the Jinling city wall." ”

Ma Chengkong asked, "Why do you want to hang my head?" ”

Mu Jinghong said: "Because I want the world to know what the stupidest person in the world looks like." ”

Being ridiculed like this by Mu Jinghong, Ma Chengkong was a little annoyed, and shouted: "You can be more straightforward, why did you come again?" ”

Mu Jinghong pointed at the Jiaoyue knife and said with a smile: "You put down this knife first, and I'll tell you." ”

Ma Chengkong hesitated for a moment, slowly put the knife down, he only then found that Mu Jinghong was not so light, his hair was scattered, his pale face, and his messy clothes were full of mud, and he could see at a glance that he must have been in a long way, Mu Jinghong breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and said: "I came here for you, to be precise, to save the Ma family from fire and water." ”

"You can't save the Ma family, and no one can save us now."

"Instead of being cocooned, why not give it a go?" Mu Jinghong ripped off a section of his clothes, gently wiped it on Ma Chengkong's face, and said: "I have less than three days, as long as I can find what should have been in the box, the Ma family will not be in trouble, and I will have more time to find your father's whereabouts." ”

Mu Jinghong's movements were very light, like a girl's gentle touch, Ma Chengkong only felt the violent beating of his heart, endured the throbbing in his heart, and asked Mu Jinghong: "Why do you want to help the Ma family like this?" ”

"I'm not just for the Ma family, but also for you."

"For me?"

"I have already said that you and your father are not damned people, and the Ma family should not be removed from the rivers and lakes."

The blood stains on Ma Chengkong's face had been wiped clean, Mu Jinghong took the blood-stained Jiaoyue, carefully wiped it on the blade of the knife, and then said, "I want to know what the contents of that box are, and who are the people who have touched it." ”

Ma Chengkong quietly watched Mu Jinghong's movements and did not speak, Mu Jinghong raised his head and looked at Ma Chengkong, and said with a very strange expression: "If you still insist on self-punishment and apology, then you are not just stupid, you are simply a fool with a lack of brains." ”

"The box originally contained just a book of exercises,"

"What exercises?"

"Dead wood in spring."

Mu Jinghong's wiping hand suddenly froze, staring at Ma Chengkong's eyes like a torch, and the words of surprise were not good: "Dead wood in spring? A martial arts technique that is said to restore the vitality of a decrepit person? Does this thing really exist in the world? ”

Ma Chengkong nodded lightly: "Yes, the dead wood does exist in spring, and it has been treasured in the Ma family for a hundred years." ”

Mu Jinghong's breathing began to be a little short, but he realized that something was wrong, and asked, "If there is really such an exercise, why has no one in the Ma family learned it for a hundred years?" ”

Ma Chengkong sighed and said, "Because what remains in the world is only half of the missing fragments. ”

Fragments? If it is just a useless remnant, why should the old man ask him to waste all his efforts to get it? But seeing that Ma Chengkong's current appearance didn't look like he was lying, Mu Jinghong asked: "Now besides you and me, who else knows about the dead wood and the remnants of spring?" ”

Ma Cheng didn't think about it, and blurted out: "In addition to you and me, there are also my father and several uncles who know about this." ”

Mu Jinghong squinted his eyes lightly, leaned to Ma Chengkong's ear and whispered softly: "Then are these uncles of yours as honest and trustworthy as your father?" ”

Ma Chengkong nodded without hesitation: "Everyone in the Ma family is credible. ”

"Don't say it too early, the closer your closest friend will stick the knife deeper." Mu Jinghong skipped a trace of pain in his eyes, and then covered up the past with a smile on his face, and said: "Ma Chengkong, I, Mu Jinghong, have never done unprofitable things, and it is the same now, so how about you and I make a deal?" ”

"What deal?"

"I'll come to find the lost remnant of Deadwood and return it to you, but as my reward, you will give it to me."

Ma Chengkong was obviously a little confused, staring at Mu Jinghong suspiciously, and asked, "If you find the remnants, you can take them away directly, why do you have to pass through my hands again?" ”

Mu Jinghong said: "If I take it directly, it will be a thief, I want you to give it to me personally." ”

Ma Chengkong asked, "What's the difference?" ”

Mu Jinghong smiled: "Stealing the remnants is something that only enemies do, but if you take the initiative to give the remnants to me, then we will become friends." ”

Ma Chengkong also smiled and quipped: "The first god thief Mu Jinghong should never lack friends, and my Ma family can have a relationship with Mu Gongzi, which can be regarded as a high climb." ”

Mu Jinghong laughed, lay on his side on the ground and said with a smile: "I don't care about the friends of the Ma family, but your friends of Ma Chengkong are still worth doing." ”

The Jiaoyue knife was wiped spotlessly by Mu Jinghong, and it was bright and white again, Mu Jinghong played with Jiaoyue in his hand, and said softly: "The dead wood Fengchun has already been lost, this transaction can't be regarded as a loss for you, not only can you save the Ma family, but also get a friend like me, what do you think?" ”

Ma Chengkong looked at Mu Jinghong quietly, his eyes glowed with brilliance again, and there was a complicated look, and he sighed again.

"In addition to a few uncles, there is one other person who knows."

"Who else?"

"My wife, the eldest lady of the Golden Flower Family, Jin Feng'er."

Chapter IV

When it comes to poisoning, the people in the rivers and lakes are most afraid of not only the Tang Sect, but also the Golden Flower Family.

Different from the Tang Sect, Jinhua is a very special existence, it is not a sect that never accepts disciples with foreign surnames, and Jinhua is not like the Tang Sect also develops side door secret weapons, only concentrates on grinding poison techniques, all kinds of strange poisons emerge in endlessly, it is no exaggeration to say that if you are an enemy of Jinhua disciples, I am afraid that you will have to open half your eyes when you sleep.

Mu Qinghong was quite surprised, but still denied Ma Chengkong's conjecture: "The Golden Flower Woman has always been loyal and faithful, you don't have to suspect your wife, I want someone else to steal the remnants." ”

Ma Chengkong said: "My uncles will never betray the Ma family, I can use the head as a guarantee." ”

"Who else knows about the remnants of the book other than these people?"

"No one knows about it anymore."

Mu Qinghong pinched his chin, and Yu Guang noticed that the sky was almost dark and the sunset was about to set in the sky, so he smiled at Ma Chengkong and said, "You send those people outside the door away first, they are still waiting for you." ”

Ma Chengkong got up with some difficulty, rubbed his calves and turned around and walked towards the gate of the ancestral hall, and just pushed the door open, he bumped into Jin Feng'er's red eyes head-on.

"Husband......

Looking at Jin Feng'er's anxious face, Ma Chengkong felt a little guilty, reached out and stroked his wife's face, and barely squeezed out a gentle smile: "Madame, don't worry, I just want to be alone." ”