Good Fortune Dictionary

Mu Shengyun stood in the distance, looking at the two little guys with a gloomy expression, holding the hand of the rein tightly.

These two little bastards are going all out.

"Damn it, it's been an hour and I'm still eating. I'm going to run out of money." His heart was bitter, but he couldn't bear to ask him to speak.

The two little bastards in front of him, one is his younger brother and the other is his junior disciple. If he speaks up, these two little bastards will hold their grudges and go to the master to file a complaint, and he will be miserable.

Fortunately, these two little bastards are about to have enough to eat, and the rest is mine.

Licking his lips, Mu Shengyun was also a little hungry.

His eyes were on the hands of the two little bastards, and the delicacies in their hands would be his for a while.

"Hehe, as much as you two can eat, the rest is mine."

Not to mention, his idea is very correct.

Anyway, Wang Feng and Ling You are too young, one is ten years old and the other is nine years old, no matter how much they can eat, no matter how much they want to eat, they can't eat too much.

The adult Wang Feng's appetite alone is several times that of the two little bastards.

After about fifteen minutes, Wang Feng looked bitterly at the booth in front of him.

The aroma of the stir-frying made Wang Feng unable to leave, but seeing the assortment of delicacies in his hands and his unsatisfactory stomach, Wang Feng lowered his head and quickly left the booth.

If he doesn't go, he won't be able to go.

"Wow, wow..."

As soon as he returned to the side of the war horse, Wang Feng looked at his senior brother with a displeased face, and Ling You who was crying beside him.

At this time, Ling You was ruthlessly still on the back of the war horse by the senior brother, and the senior brother started to eat and eat.

His appearance made Ling Youqi cry.

But what's the use of crying, you have the ability to eat, and you cry when you can't eat, it's too embarrassing.

"Junior Brother, come, give me something to eat, can you still eat?" Mu Shengyun laughed, stretching out his hand while talking.

Regardless of Wang Feng's objection, he snatched away the delicious food from his hand.

Looking at the empty hands, looking at the senior brother who is feasting, the corners of Wang Feng's eyes are a little moist, it's so irritating.

"Yeah, I didn't expect that my junior brother didn't cry. It's a miracle." Mu Shengyun laughed loudly, and even choked from laughing.

Seeing this, Wang Feng walked up to the senior brother's back and slapped the senior brother's back heavily. In this way, he protested against the senior brother, a silent protest.

It's a pity that his strength can't make the senior brother feel pain at all, it can be regarded as a massage at best.

"That's right, that's right. As expected of my junior brother, I'm worthy of buying things for you two." Mu Shengyun said with emotion.

Hearing these words, Wang Feng lowered his head. Only then did he realize that his senior brother bought those things for them, and the two of them had ruined his senior brother's money. Thinking of this, Wang Feng blushed a little.

Wang Feng figured it out, it wasn't the senior who was robbing him, but the two of them were robbing the senior.

The two who have no money can only rely on their seniors for everything.

"Brother, I was wrong." Wang Feng said softly.

"What? I didn't hear it." Mu Shengyun widened his eyes and looked at his junior with a smirk.

"I was wrong." He yelled so much that his saliva spewed out, and then Wang Feng quickly ran behind the horse, not daring to look at his senior brother.

After being almost washed away by the saliva, Mu Shengyun looked back helplessly, at the legs of his junior brother who were leaking out from under the horse.

He knew that this was a protest from his junior brother.

It is not easy for a thin-skinned junior to admit and know his mistakes.

Looking up at the curious Lingyou, Mu Shengyun wanted to explain something, but when he saw the junior brother greet Lingyou, he didn't know what the two little bastards were discussing.

Seeing this, Mu Shengyun coughed.

"Cough cough."

This cough attracted the attention of the two little villains.

"Senior brother, what's the matter?" Wang Feng didn't dare to speak at this moment, but Ling You didn't have any worries in this regard.

"This Pingcheng is an ancient city. At the same time, there are our elders here. Now that we are here, how about we go and meet them?" Mu Shengyun put down the delicious food in his hand and said seriously.

Seeing how solemn his senior brother was, Wang Feng poked his head out from behind the horse, glanced at his senior brother's face, thought for a while, and nodded.

Come here, so what.

But, who is there in Pingcheng?
A certain brother?

Or, is it Master's brothers and sisters?
"Senior Brother Shengyun, who is there in Pingcheng? Why don't I know." Lingyou asked curiously.

This Pingcheng is just under Fuyin Mountain, very close to his Shengxian Pavilion, but he has never heard from his master that there are people of his own here.

Of course, this person belongs to Liuyun Villa, and his master is from Liuyun Villa, so naturally he is too.

"It's the third uncle." Mu Shengyun heard the question and said a name directly.

"Third uncle? Who is that?"

"Third uncle? Master's uncle?"

A noun appeared, which attracted the attention of the two.

They all jumped off their horses and from behind, hurried to Mu Shengyun's side, and asked about the third uncle.

If it is really the third uncle, then the seniority is too great.

"Yes, I once came here with Master. At that time, I was only as old as Lingyou. Our third uncle is a big man. Unfortunately, I only came here once. I don't know if the third uncle is still alive... ..."

Seeing that the two little bastards were interested, Mu Shengyun began to explain slowly, explaining how he came here with his master Mu Changfeng.

Although the memory is a bit fuzzy, he can fill it in.

For example, third uncle's origin, name, status, and why he came to Pingcheng.

Wait, wait, after all this was finished, Wang Feng and Ling You were very curious and wanted to meet Third Uncle.

"Okay, I've come to Pingcheng, and I also know that Uncle San is here, so I'll take you there to see the elders. To be honest, I just don't know if Uncle San is willing to see us." After getting up, Mu Shengyun pulled the rein again, and asked about the whereabouts of the third uncle while talking.

Not to mention, the third uncle is still alive, and he is still the lord of Pingcheng.

After some wayfinding, the three came to a mansion.

"Mu Mansion?" Looking at the plaque on the gate of the mansion, Wang Feng became even more curious.

Lingyou also looked up curiously, only Mu Shengyun had a serious expression on his face, because the lanterns in this mansion turned out to be white.

White, which means that something happened in the mansion, and someone should have died.

Could it be the third uncle?

The third uncle is not young, has he passed away?

"This military master, Mu Shengyun, together with two younger brothers, wants to ask to see third uncle Mu Yun, please inform me." Pulling his horse, Mu Shengyun walked to the gate of the mansion, and cautiously said to the gate guard of the mansion.

"I see, just wait for a while." The guard didn't dare to be vague when he heard this, and hurried into the mansion to report.

In the Mu Mansion at this time, Mu Yun was sitting in front of the coffin with a sad face, looking at the coffin with sadness on his face, tears had been shed in the past few days.

"Master, there is someone outside asking to see you." Suddenly, the housekeeper, Lao Feng, arrived and broke the silent mourning hall.

"I don't see anyone." Mu Yun said with a gloomy face. He had already ordered him to go down. In the past few days, he didn't care about anything and had to keep watch for his son.

"It's Mu Shengyun, and there are two little guys, are you sure you didn't see them?" the housekeeper, Old Feng, said silently.

"Mu Shengyun? There are two little guys, what's their origin?" Mu Yun was a little surprised when he heard that the surname was Mu and there were two children, so he asked about it on the spot.

"The two little guys don't know, but that Mu Yun, he came here ten years ago. He is one of Changfeng's disciples, and I guess the other two are too." The housekeeper, Old Feng, said earnestly, And told the guard at the gate what he knew.

Hearing that they claimed to want to see him, the third uncle, Mu Yun immediately knew their identities.

Originally, he wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it, he still planned to meet.

"Forget it, forget it, they are not outsiders anyway, let them come in, and kowtow to Feng'er by the way." Shaking his head, Mu Yun continued to pay attention to the coffin.

After Lao Feng left, Mu Yun murmured to himself: "Feng'er, your nephew is here. They are your juniors. It's normal to kowtow to you."

"Feng'er, I really didn't expect you to leave first."

After suffering for a while, few people can understand the pain of a white-haired person sending a black-haired person.

Soon, Mu Yun endured his sadness. He didn't want the juniors to see jokes, especially the disciples and grandchildren, let alone the jokes.

After tidying up her messy hair and wrinkled clothes, she got up from the chair and looked outside.

The chirping sound came from outside, and the child's voice reminded Mu Yun of his son's childhood.

Soon, one big and two young, led by the housekeeper, Lao Feng, entered the mourning hall.

Seeing the decorations in the mourning hall, the chattering Wang Feng and Ling You immediately shut up.

Even if the two of them didn't know what happened, they knew that in such a solemn situation, silence was the best.

"Mu Shengyun, a disciple of Liuyun Villa, met the third uncle."

"Disciple of Liuyun Villa, Wang Feng, I have met, I have seen Third Uncle."

"Student of Shengxian Pavilion, Lingyou, that, that, met the third uncle!"

Saluting in turn, Mu Shengyun and the three saluted to the third uncle according to the etiquette of the younger generation seeing the elders.

"Come on, just come, and give your uncle a salute, even though he's gone." Mu Yun nodded, his face didn't express happiness, but he also dispelled a trace of sadness.

"Yes, you two, follow me."

"Yes, brother."

"Understood, brother."

He took out some incense from the side, and saluted towards the coffin according to the etiquette of the juniors.

With Mu Shengyun taking the lead, Wang Feng and Ling You immediately followed suit. Although they didn't quite understand why, they obediently followed suit, absolutely right.

After the three of them finished saluting, Mu Yun nodded.

"Come with me, this place is not suitable for communication, Old Feng, take care of it for a while, and I'll come later." After Mu Yun finished speaking, he walked towards the side hall.

"Follow up, remember, keep quiet, be quiet." The deep words came from Mu Shengyun's mouth, which made Wang Feng and Wang Feng tremble.

At this time, Mu Shengyun was putting tremendous pressure on the two of them. His words were very sincere and could not be refuted.

Curious in their hearts, the two followed Mu Shengyun's buttocks and walked forward.

Looking at the coffin and the writing on both sides of the coffin from time to time, I don't know what I'm thinking.

The side hall is not big, and there is only one chair and even a table.

However, Mu Yun is the third uncle, and his seniority is here, so the three of them dare not sit down.