Burial (1)
The ink rain is in the inner hall, cold and deserted.
Long incense is burned in front of the spirit tablet, and three chairs are spread in front of the long incense, and the elders sit on the chairs.
Wu, Yu, and Liu have devoted their lives to the work of their lives, and they are all on the Moyu Hall. All three were old, and their eyes were half-open.
They are all sharp eyes, and they are all staring at Meng Sinian.
Meng Sinian's waist was as tall as a steel gun, and his eyes only revealed perseverance, which was unstoppable to others.
Elder Wu spoke.
"You are the Meng Sinian who 'broke the five armies with three arrows'?"
Meng Sinian said.
"I am. ”
Elder Wu said.
"You were young. ”
Meng Sinian said.
"Seventeen. ”
Elder Wu said.
"You were fine then. ”
Elder Yu smiled faintly and took over the conversation.
"At that time, you were not only good, but I heard that the Son of Heaven also wanted to take you into the court. ”
Meng Sinian didn't respond, because Elder Yu's smile had quickly faded, almost cooler, and said coldly.
"But that was twenty-four years ago. ”
Meng Sinian said.
"Isn't it at the time when I'm in good health? ”
Elder Liu said with a sneer.
"The hall master's bones are not cold, and you want to force the palace to be on top, so you are presumptuous. ”
Meng Sinian's eyes were straight, and he went straight to Elder Liu's eyebrows, and said in a deep voice.
"How can a group of dragons be without a leader! The huge Ink Rain Hall, the hall master can't be missing for a day. Now, it's the third day. ”
Elder Liu's pupils contracted even more, his eyes had narrowed into slits, and he said suspiciously.
"You're so eager, didn't you do something out of it?"
Meng Sinian was frank and swaying.
"If the elder has proof, I would rather have blood splashed at the moment, but if not, I must not have yellow mouth and white teeth, which will damage your identity. ”
Elder Liu was hit by this, and stood up, pointing at Meng Sinian, and his mouth was smiling.
"You...... You...... You ......"
Elder Wu said.
"Liu Laosan, sit down. ”
Elder Liu snorted coldly, glared, and sat down again.
Elder Wu said.
"The position of the hall master, do you want to be?"
Meng Sinian said.
"I want to. ”
Elder Wu said.
"Why?"
Meng Sinian said.
"With my confidence, I will eat the Crow City from the hands of Yinjunfang. ”
Elder Yu's wrinkles couldn't help but tighten, and said.
"Do you really have a way?"
Meng Sinian nodded.
"If the elders grant me the power to send the Ink Rain Hall, the Raven City will be ours. ”
The three elders looked at each other, and could not see the greed in each other's eyes.
The power of Yinjunfang has spread to Crow City, and it has always been regarded as a thorn, but no one has the ability to uproot it.
Elder Yu couldn't help but move his lips and said with his lips.
"But it doesn't hurt to try. ”
Elder Wu closed his eyes, shook his head after all, and stopped it.
"You really have the ability, but you don't have the surname Luo. ”
Meng Sinian originally knelt on one knee, but at this time he slowly got up, arrogant and heroic, and the prosperity was overwhelming, making it difficult for the three well-informed old men to sit firmly.
Meng Sinian shouted.
"Luo Ji Bing is a woman, Luo Jiulang is still a child, does Mo Yutang really want to rest on his laurels?"
Elder Wu couldn't forget the old hall master's kindness to him, and Elder Wu was embarrassed.
Meng Sinian calmed down and said.
"I have two sons under my knees, so I might as well join the Luo family. ”
The eyes of the three couldn't help but light up.
Elder Liu was the first to ask.
"Are you willing for your children and grandchildren to change their surnames to Luo?"
Meng Sinian smiled.
"Compared with the meritorious deeds of the first generation, it doesn't matter if the surname is Meng and Luo. ”
Elder Yu watched Meng Sinian's greed and said solemnly.
"Meng Sinian, do you really have a way to capture Crow City?"
Meng Sinian said.
"Walk the talk. ”
After that, there was silence.
The three of them looked at each other, Elder Yu nodded first, and Elder Liu shook his head, shook it halfway, and changed it to his chin.
"Tick, tick", water droplets fall on the pool in front of the hall.
Elder Wu gritted his teeth and said.
"From now on, Meng Sinian, you are the fifth hall master of Moyu Hall. ”
At that time, Meng Sinian was so high-spirited.
The wind blew the candlelight in the house and blew away the scent of orchids in the house.
At this time, Meng Sinian's empty knees were covered with blankets to protect him from the cold, and he shrank peacefully in the rocking chair on the edge of the corner, motionless and motionless, as if he was asleep.
I don't know when, this powerful figure has died.