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The two envoys' eyes widened and shouted: Dead?

Senior Brother Meng nodded sadly, I know this is unfortunate news, but it is an indisputable fact. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Crooked his neck and asked, how did he die?

Senior Brother Meng sighed, he died of childbirth.

A pinch of hair said loudly, "Are you idiots for us?" I've grown so big, I've never heard of a sword giving birth.

Senior Brother Meng said coldly, yesterday you have seen Jian Sheng Xiaojian, today you saw Jian Sheng died in childbirth, what is so strange?

The two were speechless.

Senior Brother Meng said that the leader of the Murong League had a great cause, and although the Hidden Sword Villa had the heart to help, there was nothing he could do. Prepare a small gift below, and ask the two envoys to go back and explain to the leader of the Murong Alliance.

A handful of Mao Nai came on order, how could he agree, so he said, since the master of Meng Zhuang said that the hundred swords are dead, I don't know where the mourning hall is?

Senior Brother Meng said, early this morning, we set up a mourning hall in the Hundred Swords Pavilion, and since the two envoys have a heart, please move to the backyard.

I felt funny, this senior brother was too unexpected, so I walked two steps quickly to him and asked in a low voice, "Senior brother, what are you doing?" Senior Brother Meng glanced at me and smiled meaningfully.

When the four of them came to the Hundred Sword Pavilion, they saw dozens of disciples of the Tibetan Sword Villa wearing vegetarian clothes, the spiritual platform was high, the white flags were lined up, and a huge coffin was in the Sword Pavilion, which made it look decent.

Walking forward, there was a red-robed and blue-eyed monk, with more than a dozen monks singing the "Dizang Bodhisattva Original Wish Merit Sutra" in Sanskrit, and asked with a pinch of hair, why did you invite a monk?

Senior Brother Meng said that foreign monks can chant scriptures.

Further inside, there was a foreign missionary dressed in a priest's uniform, preaching in an awkward Chinese dialect, "Dear friends, I know you are sad, but since God has summoned the Dolan sword back, it is because the heaven where God is located needs it...... When the sun rises tomorrow, we will still live with a smile...... God loves the world. Gaode does not come to dead oil!

A handful of hairs frowned and asked, what's going on?

Senior Brother Meng said, the thirtieth place in Xiaosheng's Hundred Swordsmen's Spectrum, the Blade of Dolan, was picked up by my grandfather in the holy city of Jerusalem, and we held a funeral for him according to the custom there.

A pinch of hair nodded, continued to walk inside, entered the Hundred Swords Pavilion, suona sound, gongs struck, more than a dozen middle-aged aunts held the scabbard and cried, I drop a god, why are you so ruthless, take our baby away, how do you let us live in the future!

The voice was enough, but the level of grief was not enough, Senior Brother Meng whispered to the housekeeper, crying louder and giving more money. The housekeeper even said a word to the leader of the mourning team, and not long after, the crying grabbed the heavens and the earth, and tears flowed down.

I secretly praise these people in my heart for their acting skills, and they deserve to be a professional mourning team.

A pinch of hair and a crooked neck came in, and when the crooked neck saw this, his eyes were also red, and he wiped his tears, and a pinch of hair scolded, what are you crying about.

Crooked his neck wiped his tears and sniffled, this wind and oil taste, what a lady's spicy eyes.

Senior Brother Meng said, let's stop there, and it would be inappropriate to go any further.

A pinch of hair said, that's not good, my brothers still want to go to the pillar incense before leaving. Senior Brother Meng turned sideways and came to a tea table, where there were two account rooms, an old gentleman, and a white box next to it.

I smiled, walked over, and said a word, mourning. He took out twenty taels of silver from his bosom and handed it over. A little guy sang, and received twenty taels of silver from Qin Sanguan and Qin Daxia! I nodded slightly and walked in.

Looking back at the two envoys, the two of them stood in front of the gift platform, neither advancing nor retreating, and their faces were extremely embarrassed. Senior Brother Meng said that the two of them came from afar as distinguished guests, and they just had their minds when they arrived, and there was no need to follow them. As for the matter of following the local customs, I don't think it's necessary to comply with it.

A pinch of hair smiled awkwardly, nodded and said: Yes, now the imperial court advocates breaking the four olds, changing customs and advocating new practices, new marriages, simple funerals, so much red tape, waste of manpower and material resources, not to mention, but also cause a burden to people.

As soon as the words fell, Meng You jumped to the front of the spiritual platform, took out five taels of silver, and said sadly, I gave me the little white dragon sword with five taels of silver.

I went over and picked up Meng You and said that Meng You was really good. Turned to Senior Brother Meng and said, Senior Brother, in my opinion, quality education has to start from the baby. As he spoke, he glanced at the two envoys.

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) The two gritted their teeth, took out ten taels of silver from their arms, and handed them over.

I smiled, this is the way to be a guest. Xiao Mengyou, this is Erbaisan, this is Erbaiqi, your father educated you, how should you greet your elders when you see them?

Little Meng You struggled to jump out of my arms, came to the two of them, bowed down and saluted, I have seen the two second uncles! A pinch of hair and a crooked neck are a little ugly, but because Meng You is a child, he can't get out of the fire.

Xiao Mengyou thought about it for a while, and asked me, Uncle Sanguan, Uncle Erbaisan, and Uncle Erbaiqi, what is the average? I said that I have to ask you the math teacher.

A pinch of hair and a crooked neck smoked out of the nose.

Entering the inner hall, Senior Brother Meng sent three incense sticks to the two, saying that today's funeral at the door of the family, the two envoys came to mourn, and they were grateful, but the hundred swords in the family have passed away. Let's incense them here.

A handful of hair shook his head, I bought a ticket for five taels of silver, and you let me see this?

So what do you mean?

Crooked his neck and said, "We have to open the coffin and see if the hundred swords are really dead." After a pause, he continued, "I haven't seen what a sword looks like when it dies in childbirth."

Senior Brother Meng hesitated and said, isn't this okay?

A pinch of Mao said, could it be that the owner of Meng Zhuang has a ghost in his heart, and he doesn't dare to open it to show us? Since we are here, if we don't see it with our own eyes, how can we explain to the alliance leader when we return to Murong Villa in the future?

Senior Brother Meng thought about it for a while, and said Then you two should be careful, these hundred swords have spirituality, if you annoy the sword spirit and get contaminated with your body, I'm afraid it will be difficult to do.

Crooked his neck and said, "Are we so superstitious?" I'll come first! As he spoke, he walked to the coffin, and as soon as he opened the lid of the coffin, a smell of sulfur came out of his nose, and his neck suddenly burst into tears.

I laughed and said, "Don't you cry when you don't see the coffin?"

A pinch of hair said Look at your broken blockage, so useless, and walked over as he spoke. After just one glance, a gust of wind blew, a black shadow suddenly appeared, a handful of hair shivered, fluttered and knelt on the ground.

Crooked his neck and said, "I can't see with my eyes."

A pinch of hair smirked on the ground, then whimpered and cried again, dancing again for a while, shouting to find his father for a while, holding Senior Brother Meng's hand and asking, Barbie, do you sing little stars?

Senior Brother Meng sneered, I remind you not to look around.

The two envoys were crazy and blind, and were sent back to Jinling by Senior Brother Meng.

I asked Senior Brother if he was not afraid that Murong Baiyun would come to Xingshi to ask for his guilt?

Senior Brother Meng said awe-inspiringly, although the Hidden Sword Villa is not one of the four great families and the ten major sects, and it is not a dough that can be kneaded by others on the rivers and lakes, I am afraid that they will not succeed? Moreover, the old fox of Murong is not ignorant of the relationship between the Hidden Sword Villa and the master, and he sent two straw bales to come, and he did not mean to be tempted.

I wondered: Temptation?

Although the Tibetan Sword Villa recognized the status of the alliance leader of the Martial Arts Conference and Murong Baiyun, it was only recognized. I have never put in my eyes the prohibitions, sanctions, and bills issued by the martial arts conference. Last year, Murong Baiyun annexed the Tang Sect and began to lay out to deal with Manichaeism. In the past year, several secret orders have been issued requiring all sects in the jurisdiction to conduct comprehensive surveillance of Manichaean operations. He also sent people to the Tibetan Sword Villa to inspect the implementation of the system, and I waited for him with a sword array and drove him out.

I nodded, thinking to myself that the rivers and lakes are so big, and Murong Villa can't take care of it all, the method they take is to find obedient allies in the major areas, and then support them, and firmly control them, so as to build a very loosely coupled organization, and then use trade and benefit transfer to tie them into a trench, so as to achieve both prosperity and loss.

The Manichaeans, on the other hand, adopted a completely different strategy of development, they were a foreign sect, they were more xenophobic, they developed their congregations through ideas and beliefs, and brainwashed their followers with the doctrines of light and darkness, and gradually established a national organization in various places.

After entering the Jianghuai area, I encountered several conflicts between the Demon Sect members and the martial arts decent people, compared with the various sects, these Demon Sect members are more united, have a higher degree of identity, and have extremely strong combat effectiveness.

With the slogan of "Defeat the Demon Sect and Build a Harmonious Martial Arts" launched by Murong Villa, all the major sects in the rivers and lakes also responded, and those who were famous in the rivers and lakes all sent outstanding disciples from the sects to participate in this crusade.

Not to be outdone, after they took control of the Xiaosheng rivers and lakes, they launched the "Defend the Holy Religion" activity on the Xiaosheng rivers and lakes, and the disciples of the Demon Sect who were at the helm of the eighteen states in the world also rushed to Putuo Mountain to want to do so

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) is called the martial arts righteous way to fight to the death.

In this way, a big war is inevitable, and when I think of this, I can't help but worry about Ji Junbi's safety.

Senior Brother Meng saw that I was distracted and asked, what are you thinking?

I said that the sects of the world are fighting the Demon Sect together, who do you say has a higher chance of winning?

Senior Brother Meng thought for a moment, this matter is not easy to say. Although the various sects crusaded against the Demon Sect, except for Murong Villa and a very few sects, most of the sects sent out were younger generation disciples, and many sects were just for show, but in fact, all they thought about was the treasure of the Secret Palace, and if they really fought, they would not necessarily do their best.

The Demon Sect has four deputy sect leaders, two venerables, left and right protectors, and four ** kings, all of whom are first-class and quasi-first-grade masters, not to mention the Demon Venerable Ji Han, who has no end in sight, and in terms of personal combat strength, he is far above those "decent".

I said that according to Senior Brother's meaning, the Demon Church is better, right?

Senior Brother Meng said, not really, this battle involves the Secret Palace, and the ghost knows which of those old monsters who have been hiding in the rivers and lakes for many years has moved his mind and wants to take the Yang Pill? After all, it is the treasure of the old man of Tianji.

Zhao Lingxiao, Wu Mochou, Xiang Nanji, and the half-wasted nameless, which one is a fuel-efficient lamp? Moreover, there is also Langya Pavilion, they were originally created by the apprentices of the old man of Tianji, and the treasure of the old ancestor is in the world, will they sit idly by?

I remembered that last year, Yuzuki Mai was ordered to travel the world to find the treasure of the Secret Palace, I am afraid that this time the Secret Palace is opened, and Langya Pavilion must also be determined to win.

The two chatted about the battle between the good and the devil in the study, and also used the sand table to deduce the victory or loss of the battle, it is really difficult to calculate the victory or defeat, and it is difficult to determine whether the winner or loser.

At this time, the housekeeper came to report that the eldest lady had returned. As soon as the words fell, Meng Huanhuo rushed in, hugged Senior Brother Meng and kissed him, Dad, I'm back!

Seeing me in a blink of an eye, he was surprised, when did Uncle Xiao come?

I glanced at Meng Huan, this little girl has grown a lot taller than two years ago, quite heroic, but her words are very aggressive, she doesn't have the twisting strength of an ordinary woman, plus she has been taking care of the business of Tibetan Sword Villa for many years, and her personality is more extroverted, but more like a man.

I've been here for a few days.

Meng You said on the side, Uncle Sanguan bought me a gift. Does my sister have any gifts?

Meng Huan took out an ivory box from his arms and said that this is a piece of Hetian jade that I bought when I passed by the ancient town of Huishan in Wuxi two days ago.

Meng You took it and took a bite, crunchy, sister, how is it sweet?

Meng Huan said with a smile, it's delicious.

Delicious.

If it's delicious, you eat more.

Meng You looked at the ivory box, there were a few words written on the back, and after reading for a long time, he read hard: Guzhen Yufang? Meng Huan said yes, this ivory box was given to you by me.

Senior Brother Meng said, how old he is, he doesn't even look like a sister.

Meng Huan looked at Senior Brother Meng and said, Dad, do you guess what business I have done this time?

Senior Brother Meng said, no matter how much business you do, it's not as good as you bringing back a boyfriend to make me happy.

Meng Huan said that what is good about those stinky men, when they saw me one by one, they all buzzed and posted them like bees, with rhetoric and fanciful words, not to the name of Tibetan Sword Villa, but also money. Do you say, Uncle Junior?

I said what you said, I can't take it anymore.

Meng Huan said, that is the default.

I said not really, if you are interested, why don't you disguise yourself and walk the rivers and lakes, maybe you will gain something? Meng Huan said disdainfully, I earn more than 100,000 taels of silver every year in the villa, and I am very busy with work. Immature!

I'm sorry, I can't talk to you anymore.

Meng Huan turned to Senior Brother Meng and said, Dad, this time I went to Shandong, I won a large order of 180,000 taels of Qi Wangfu in one fell swoop, we have to be busy this year!

Senior Brother Meng asked, what order?

Meng Huan picked up a cup of tea on the table, no matter whose cup it was, drank it in one gulp, hiccuped, took out a contract and handed it to Senior Brother Meng, and said: 100,000 arrows, 10,000 bows, 3,000 saddles, spears, and 50,000 Ming standard long knives, a total of 180,000 taels, I roughly calculated, after removing the cost, operation and public relations expenses, we can make a net profit of 780,000 taels.

Senior Brother Meng slapped the table and scolded loudly: Nonsense!

(End of chapter)

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