Although Wenfu is a huge rich family, the number of family members, guards, family members, subordinates, maids, etc., is huge, but what can make Wencheng take care of it is his father, mother, aunt, Wen Yuan, Uncle Mu, Duo'er, etc., a limited number of people. Among these people, except for the eldest brother Wen Yuan, everyone else lives at home, but he is not worried, what he is most worried about is Wen Yuan, who often stays in the suburban workshop.

Wen Linfeng was silent for a long time after listening to this, and then touched his beard and asked Wen Cheng.

"Is the situation really as serious as you say? ”

The Wen family knife that Wen Yuan is forging now is quickly becoming an important source of financial resources for the Wen Mansion, so he rashly called Wen Yuan back, Wen Linfeng was really a little reluctant.

Wen Cheng sighed in his heart when he saw this, and sure enough, 'people are poor and don't persuade others', even if they are relatives. If you want his father to realize the seriousness of the problem, he really can't come out without some strength. I'm afraid that he can speak calmly in front of Wen Linfeng now, and his father can listen to him quietly, all because his father recognizes that his strength is almost equal to Muda.

If Wencheng was still a waste with no strength like before, maybe his father wouldn't listen to him at all, and directly sent him out with a silver ticket.

Wencheng drew his sword, flashed his knife, and put the knife into the sheath.

A pen on the desk in front of him suddenly broke into two sections, and the wooden barrel fell on the desk.

Wen Linfeng looked at Wen Cheng's actions, not knowing why.

Instead, Muda had a surprised look on her face, stepped forward and picked up the pen, put it under her nose and sniffed it.

"This is the internal qi, when did you develop the internal qi, second son?"

Muda was surprised, he never thought that the coveted internal qi would actually be seen in the second son, and at the same time, there was a gloom in his eyes.

Wen Cheng naturally wouldn't say that his internal qi had been cultivated in more than a month, so it would be too shocking, and it would not be good if people thought that he had some secrets on him, causing unnecessary trouble. In order to avoid extraneous branches, he made up a lie that he had obtained the secret book of internal strength a few years ago and started cultivating, as for whether others believed him or not, it didn't matter.

Mu Da was even more disappointed in his eyes after hearing this, after all, it is rumored that the internal strength of the heart method and the internal strength prolong life, and for a person like him who is aging step by step, the temptation is especially huge.

Seeing this, Wen Cheng knew that Uncle Mu might have misunderstood him, so he took out the secret book of the Red Refining Method.

"Uncle Mu, I also learned after I got this cheat book that not all internal strength methods can prolong life, Uncle Mu, just look at it. ”

Muda looked at the internal strength cheats in Wencheng's hand, and he couldn't take it for a while, and he felt unwilling if he didn't take it, after all, it was something he had dreamed of for decades, how many people could turn a blind eye?

In the end, Muda still took the cheats from Wencheng's hand and opened it to watch.

The Red Refining Method can survive in the world for hundreds of years, and naturally it will not be an ordinary paper book, but an unknown animal skin.

For an old Jianghu like Muda, it can be seen at a glance that this cheat is the original, and there is no trace of artificial modification. This made his mood feel a lot more comfortable, and even the idea of complaining that Wencheng didn't give him the cheats in the first place just now disappeared.

Muda read it carefully, sighed and closed the cheats.

"I didn't expect this to be the case, this internal qi is too domineering, if I cultivate, don't say anything about prolonging life, I'm afraid it will be short-lived. Second son, have you cultivated to that level?"

"I've just cultivated to the first level. ”

Wen Cheng concealed the fact that he had cultivated to the third layer, and it was still the peak of the third layer. It's not that he doesn't believe in Muda, but he feels that it's a good thing to have reservations no matter what. What he used just now was only the first layer of internal qi, and he was not afraid that Uncle Mu would see anything.

Muda nodded and looked at Wencheng enviously.

"This internal qi is extremely domineering and powerful. The second son can train to the first level, I'm afraid his strength has surpassed me. Brother Wen is really blessed, and there are successors. ”

Muda smiled bitterly and said to Wen Linfeng.

Wencheng was noncommittal, his current strength was indeed much better than Muda, and there was nothing to hide.

Wen Linfeng's face was happy, it turned out that his son was not a waste, and this was Wen Linfeng's highlight moment. But after he reacted, his face showed bitterness, and he understood the seriousness of what Wen Cheng said.

"What you said is true, is there really something wrong in this city?"

"Dad, I'm pretty sure what I saw today is real, not an illusion. Let's put it this way, even if I hallucinate today, do you think the means that can make me hallucinate are something we can resist?"

Wen Cheng blocked Wen Linfeng's luck with one sentence.

After a moment of silence, Wen Linfeng finally made up his mind to completely shrink his family's industrial business in order to deal with the changes that he didn't know when they would come.

Wen Cheng saw that the purpose of his reminder was achieved, so he left alone.

As soon as he came out of his father's study, before he returned to his room, he heard a few people chatting.

"It's miserable......"

"Yes, I heard that several families over there are about to burn out, and even Mu Zhu's head is folded in it. ”

Wen Cheng turned the corner and saw two subordinates chatting together.

When the two saw Wencheng coming, they hurriedly said hello.

"Second Young Master. ”

"What were you talking about?"

"We didn't say anything, just... It's just..."

"Let's be clear, I'm not going to punish you. ”

"Yes, Second Young Master. ”

Hearing that Wencheng said that they would not be punished, the two of them hurriedly told Wencheng about the matter sentence by sentence.

It turned out that there was a fire in Huaizifang last night, which burned many people, and the most important thing is that Mu Zhutou also died in this fire.

Mu Zhutou is dead?So who is he seeing today?Wen Cheng felt a chill in his heart, and reached out and pressed against the wall, supporting his body. He couldn't figure out if the Mu Zhutou he saw during the day today was a ghost or someone else.

grabbed the clothes of a subordinate.

"What you say is true?"

"Second Young Master, what I said is true, how dare I lie to you. My house is near Mu Zhutou, and there is still a mourning hall in his house. ”

Wen Cheng's face was extremely ugly.

"Take me there, now!"

"Yes, Second Young Master. ”

Mu Zhutou's home is not in Huaizifang, but in another direction.

Wencheng followed his subordinates to an alley, and as soon as he stepped into Mu Zhutou's house, Liang Dongsu was a mourning hall set up at home. Wen Cheng left his subordinates and came to the front of the mourning hall, only to see a coffin placed in the middle of the mourning hall. There weren't even any relatives or friends around, only one catcher standing here. The other is a woman with a child, kneeling on the side and constantly touching her tears, constantly burning paper money into the brazier, which should be Mu Zhutou's wife and children.

The woman looked at Wencheng dressed extraordinarily, and for a while she didn't know whether Wencheng was friend or foe.

But the catcher who was standing on the side knew Wencheng and introduced the woman.

"Sister-in-law, this is the second son of Wen, I didn't expect the son to come in person. ”

Wen Cheng nodded and did not speak.

Offering incense and worshipping.

After finishing, Wen Cheng spoke: "I just heard about Brother Mu Da, and I asked my sister-in-law to forgive me if I came a little late." ”

"Second, the second son can come, and the concubine is extremely grateful. ”

Wen Cheng nodded at the woman, he wasn't here to have a family relationship with her.

"Sister-in-law, can I see the last side of Brother Mu?"

"This," the woman hesitated a little, but she quickly reacted, and she didn't think Wencheng would make any out-of-the-ordinary moves, "Okay, the second son, come with me." ”

Wencheng followed the woman to the back of the coffin, only to see that inside the half-open coffin, Mu Zhutou was lying quietly inside. The face is relatively clean, it seems that it has been specially cleaned, and the robe on the body is still a head-catching costume.

Wen Cheng's gaze moved towards the inside of the coffin, and when he saw Mu Zhu's head and legs, his eyes shrank violently. He saw the clothes on Mu Zhutou's legs curled up and scorched black, which reminded him that when he saw Mu Zhutou on the street today, Yu Guang also seemed to see his legs a little scorched?

Wen Cheng watched carefully, and while trying to recall, he finally determined that what he saw on the street today was exactly the same as the traces on Mu Zhu's head and legs now.

Did he really save himself today? Did he become a ghost?

Wencheng didn't know, and there was no way to confirm it. However, there are some things that don't need to be confirmed, and he feels that he was really saved by Mu Zhutou today.

"Second son, are you okay?"

The woman looked at Wen Cheng's expression constantly changing, and she didn't know what he meant, so she had to ask cautiously.

"Oh, sister-in-law, I'm fine. Brother Mu has a life-saving grace for me, how did he go, I couldn't calm down for a while. ”

It's really a life-saving grace, Wencheng didn't tell a lie. If he hadn't been slapped on the head by Mu Zhutou today, he wouldn't have been able to leave the alley himself.

Subsequently, Wen Cheng took advantage of the fact that the catch outside did not notice them, and took out a thousand taels of silver tickets and stuffed them into the woman's hand. The grace of dripping water is still reciprocated by springs, not to mention the grace of saving lives. One thousand taels of silver is nothing for Wencheng, but it is enough for a woman to live a rich life with her children, so that Mu Zhutou can rest in peace.

One thousand taels of silver tickets directly made the woman look disgraced, and she never thought that one day she would be able to have so many silver tickets in front of her.

He was about to open his mouth to refuse, but was stopped by Wen Cheng's eyes, and he looked outside.

The woman closed her mouth in an instant, she understood what Wencheng meant, if she made a statement here, then no matter whether she got these silver tickets or not, she would be in constant trouble, and even the lives of their mother and daughter might not be saved.