Everything in the wind gate is back to the beginning, the column is still the column, the eaves are still the eaves, but the people's hearts are different, the hard work Wan Jiaba wants to hold the beauty back, Mrs. Wang and Steward An secretly Chen Cang grabbed the head of the house, Jia Mengle They thought about how to deal with the trivial matters of the wind gate, and the disciples lived in a muddy nightmare, invisibly adding an infinite gloomy air to the wind gate, that night seemed more tense and quiet, doing personnel during the day, doing ghost things at night, people with ghosts in their hearts, always like to haunt at night. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This night, "Estimate-Estimate-Meow!" The owl's call sounded again, and Mrs. Wang haunted the misty night again, like a ghost, through the courtyard of Hesse, and came to the rockery.

"I really don't understand, at this juncture, you are still thinking about Jiaba's marriage, and with the position of the head of the family, are you still worried about the beauty?" the black-cloaked man reproached.

"All you men think about every day is power and fame, what can you do if you have power and fame? If you become the head of the wind gate, do you still want to be the leader of the martial arts alliance?" Mrs. Wang said angrily, "As long as Wan Jiaba marries Guo Zhentian's daughter, then he has been running the family property for so many years, isn't the wind gate up and down?"

"Have you forgotten what happened back then? If it weren't for the power of Guo Zhentian at that time, we wouldn't be where we are today!" said the black-cloaked man angrily, punching the rockery hard.

"Okay, now that Guo Zhentian is dead, our revenge is also avenged, and when Jiaba and Xueqin get married, we can be together!" Mrs. Wang was a lot softer, and snuggled in the arms of the black-clothed cloak.

"No, it's not that simple, when they get married, I must take the position of head of the house. "People, it's just so dead-hearted, and the heart of Long Wangshu will never bring a good omen.

"What are you going to do?" Madame Wang greedily enjoyed the gentle embrace of her master like a docile lamb.

"Didn't the surname Jia mean that the position of the head of the family should be chosen from Sikong Zhao, Guo Shangjiu, and the Astounding Ren Changliu? Why don't we ......?" the black-clothed cloak bit his ear and said softly.

The night was terriblely quiet, the wind was whistling on the fallen leaves on the ground, there was no light in the sky, and there was no light in the front yard and behind the Fengmen Courtyard.

The next day, all the disciples were safe, everything was as peaceful, and the darkness before dawn was the most terrible.

"Shang Jiu, come and sit down!" As soon as Guo Shangjiu entered the door, Mrs. Wang greeted with a spring breeze on her face, this Mrs. Wang was so amiable to all the disciples.

Guo Shangjiu saw the salute and sat down, the girl brought the best tea, Mrs. Wang signaled for the girls to leave, and then began to ask, "I don't know how the martial arts have progressed recently?" The words were so gentle and small that this Guo Shangjiu was a little flattered!

"Mrs. Hui, my little qualifications are dull, and I have been busy with my master's affairs recently, so I have been ...... recently," Guo Shangjiu said very modestly.

"What do you say, when your master was alive, he always praised you for your talent and intelligence, and it was a material for martial arts training!" Mrs. Wang said with a smile, "Your master loves you very much, and I wanted to pass on the position of head to you, but there is also a chief senior brother above you, I really didn't expect that this ruthless sect ......."

When Mrs. Wang said this, she was quite sentimental, and wiped her eyes gently, which made Guo Shangjiu feel very frightened, "Madam, don't be too sad, Senior Brother will definitely come back safely, the chief disciple of the Eight Great Sects disappeared at the same time, this is a major event in the rivers and lakes, I believe that the Eight Great Sects will definitely be recovered!"

Under Guo Shangjiu's comfort, Mrs. Wang's mood improved a little, and she continued, "When your senior brother was here, when I talked to your master about the heir to the head of the family, your master was very sad, he wanted to make you the heir, but there was a chief disciple in ......."

"Thank you for the care of Master and Mrs., I, Guo Shangjiu, know that my martial arts are mediocre, I can't compare to my senior brother in martial arts, and I am a junior brother in terms of wisdom, and the position of this head is ......" After Guo Shangjiu heard this, his heart was happy, he knew that his wife must have taken a fancy to him, and she must have wanted him to take over the position of the head of the family.

"The key is that your senior brother has not returned, I don't know whether he is dead or alive, and it is impossible to wait until your senior brother comes back to choose the position of the head of the family!" Mrs. Wang looked at Guo Shangjiu, who was terrified, "Do you see what has become of our Fengmen now? How can you let an outsider surnamed Jia point fingers here? The peerless is commonplace, you are too honest, and your martial arts are not as good as you; how can you pass on the position of senior brother to him if you are too cunning?" As for Wan Jiaba, he is the son-in-law of the Guo family who was personally appointed by your master before his death, and he can't be the head of the family, you see......"

Mrs. Wang's meaning is very clear, she wants Guo Shangjiu to be the head of the house.

"But I ......," Guo Shangjiu stammered.

"If you rank the seniors according to the word, the position of the head of the family may fall to Sikong Zhao, how will this wind gate deal with the sinister rivers and lakes in the future?" Mrs. Wang muttered.

Mrs. Wang said quite reasonably, the position of the head of the sect, whether it is big or small, is arranged according to the time of entering the sect.

"But I ......" Guo Shangjiu's eyes were about to fall, and his saliva flowed. Fighting for power is a man's unique instinct, because men love their careers, just as women love beauty, and men have a kind of possessiveness in their bones, a kind of man's potential, a kind of world that is self-respecting, wishing that the whole world belonged to him, and that he could call the wind and rain or something.

"Don't worry, I have my own arrangements. Mrs. Wang saw through Guo Shangjiu's thoughts, and promised to go down the river, Guo Shangjiu was grateful, and knelt down in front of Mrs. Wang, "Thank you, Mrs. Wang, the disciple will carry forward the wind gate." ”

Alas, people, they are such monsters, they always hang their fate in unrealistic, is Mrs. Wang a person who helps others? How can she promise you? Guo Shangjiu believes in her so much? It's really brain-dead to get home, go home and eat brain scraps, don't come out and pretend to be two.

But this brainless Guo Shangjiu has a hope greater than the sky in his heart, and he must be thinking about what will happen after becoming the head of the house.

While he was happy, the ghostly Steward An was secretly talking to the amazing Ren Changliu in secret.

This amazing Ren Changliu is not the worst one in martial arts among the four unique ones, because there are still hardships and outstanding Wan Jiaba, but the ideas are the most, don't look at the usual hip-hop, think more than do it.

"I said Changliu, you can't invite me to drink this old Baigan bar for the rest of your life!" Steward An said sinisterly.

"Alas, Uncle An, if you have money, you will be willful, and if you don't have money, you can only appoint, I Ren Changliu was raised by you, you know best how many catties and taels, you blame my grandfather, not a prince or a general, it can only be like this!" Ren Changliu took the wine and saluted, "Uncle An, please take care of me in the future." ”

Ask the housekeeper to drink, this trick is really high, let him take care of it more, the housekeeper and the housekeeper, manage the family, even if it is eating, drinking, and Lazar. If you have a good relationship with him, you want to eat and eat, you want to play and play, and you can also give you a few good words in front of the master, which is a profitable business.

"Forget it, I'm this old, what future is there, one day you become the head of the house, I have to ask you to take care of me!" Steward An said with a smile.

"Be the head of the house, Uncle An, aren't you kidding? Am I the material for being the head of the house?" Ren Changliu said in his mouth, but flowers had already bloomed in his heart.

"Why not? As long as you work hard, you can do it!" Steward An said with great certainty, "Didn't you hear that day?

"Forget it, I never thought that the green jade wrench of this head would fall into my hands. ”

"You, you see that you can choose one of the three now, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, after this village, there is no such shop, you kid must think about it carefully!" Steward An reminded.

"Alas, forget it, what's wrong with it? I'm not the same, come and drink!" The old and the young drank for a while before Steward An hurriedly left, but Ren Changliu sat at the table, looking at the messy table, and refused to leave for a long time. In his heart, the words of Steward An had already been planted, and he sat at the table, thinking, imagining the majesty of being the head of the house......

From then on, "Estimate-Estimate-Meow!" The owl chirps over the damper from time to time. A fan was drawn in the Fengmen courtyard, and three lines often entered and exited Mrs. Wang's room, one was Steward An, one was Guo Shangjiu, and the other was Ren Changliu, and the three of them also shuttled back and forth.

At this time, Jia Mengle, Sun Xiangyuan and Guo Xueqin were not idle, they had to arrange for the disciples to practice martial arts during the day, and discussed all the affairs in the wind gate at night.

"I said Sister Xueqin, what is it in your ancestral mourning hall that Master Guo confessed so before he died? Don't you have heard of it at all?" Sun Xiangyuan asked more than once, not only Sun Xiangyuan wanted to know, everyone wanted to know, because this is something that everyone wants to know.

"I really haven't heard of it!" Guo Xueqin replied the same way, disappointing everyone again and again.

"Why don't we look for it again?" Sun Xiangyuan's proposal could not arouse everyone's interest.

"We've all searched for it so many times that we're almost going to tear it down. Jia Mengle muttered.

"Where there is a will, there is a way, and the hard work pays off! Let's go, let's look for it again!" Every time Sun Xiangyuan dragged the two of them to the Guo family's ancestral mourning hall, but every time they rushed away and came back in disgrace, except for seeing a few ancestral statues, nothing else was found.

The days go by, everyone is so busy, no one in the wind gate is an idler, they are all thinking about their dreams, I don't know who the head of the house is, if you want to know the future, please see the next decomposition!