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Chapter 1343 Evernight Neon 3
"Si girl is good at temper, Xiao Wu doesn't seem to dare to recruit her again recently." The gray-haired old lady with a high bun took off her glasses and said to her cousin.

After wiping, she put the glasses back on and said with emotion:

"In the past few decades, the sea has become much more peaceful, which is really not a good thing. Our family has made a lot of money, but I can't help but worry when I look at these little guys... Xiaoye has seen the world, and the rest Yes, I didn't say that, hehe..."

The other old man was half a body ahead of her, with slender cheeks, and the dark and cumbersome bags under the eyes occupied the visual center of gravity, making people ignore his facial features, and only felt that his eyes were extraordinarily sinister.

He didn't answer the old lady's words, but commented on his own: "Zishan's marksmanship has improved... Her little toy is old and needs to be replaced."

"I'll have someone notify Zishan to come over in the afternoon."

He raised his wrist to look at his watch: "There are still 10 minutes."

The old lady heard the meaning of chasing guests, got up and said: "Little girls like to be clean, and they are spoiled by that beast, so they must go back and wash up before coming back. Just wait for yourself, I'm going back to pray. "

"I'll send it to you."

Chatting with each other, the two old men left the small building one after the other.

Seeing them, most people will feel that the relationship between the two is very harmonious.

Lan Shuying is an exception.

"Patriarch, great aunt." She got out of the car and greeted the second elder.

The car was the same one, the glass splashed with cat blood had been cleaned, and there was still a faint smell.

The old lady recognized the car, hummed with a half-smile, and walked away.

"Come in with me."

Both the owner and the old lady are aloof.

The old man is even better.

I didn't give her a straight look from the beginning to the end, as if I didn't like her very much.

When Lan Shuying saw this wrinkled old face again, she felt very delicate.

In terms of blood relationship, this is her own grandfather.

Why emphasize this "pro"?Of course it was because, with her current status, Guo Zishan was, in fact, a descendant of the Patriarch's younger brother.

But Lan Shuying is very clear that the old man has no concept of family affection.

This man, apart from his obsession with power, he is not like a human being at all.

He is the helm of Hidden Mist Island, a loyal defender of family rules and ancestral precepts, and it can be said that he is the embodiment of heavy rules.

In the Guo family, the status of girls is inherently lower than that of boys.

What's more, here, the marriage relationship can be regarded as non-existent-each heir, regardless of gender, can have countless bed partners by virtue of his ability, and none of these bed partners can become a partner, nameless, or even It is possible to die quietly after giving birth to a child.

Lan Shuying found it ironic.

This family, who obviously only owned an island, actually made the inheritance system stricter than the royal family of the feudal dynasty.

In her previous life, she didn't understand until she died:

Why are there such ridiculous ancestral precepts?

Why, in the modern age, are there still people who are still following the dead rules of many years ago?

In a feudal society, there must be an emperor and a prince, and the Guo family's ancestral motto is that there must be two people in power in each generation, and the blood of the Guo family must flow, one male and one female, in charge of internal and external.

If one of the patriarchs dies, the other should also retire and go to the ancestral hall to enjoy his old age, and the power will be transferred to the next one, that is, the "eldest young master" and "eldest lady".

Speaking of this is a bit troublesome.

By convention, all children will be tested and screened again and again when they are young.

Among them, those who do not meet the requirements will be sent to the outskirts of Hidden Mist Island, where they will be raised by new parents. They can do whatever job they want when they become adults, except that they are not allowed to enter the inner island.

Children who have been screened out layer by layer can be named and sorted, no matter whether they come from the same family or a separated family, no matter whose descendants are, sorting means equal status, and there is no saying who is more noble.

Of course, the so-called equality is only the beginning.

There are only two things in their first half of life, one is to study hard to surpass others; the other is to express themselves desperately to kill others.

When the winner appeared, the fate of the losers was all decided, the dead were thrown into the sea, and the disabled were executed on the spot.

If the head of the family feels that although a certain heir is not the best, but he is not bad, he will send him to a closed place.For the rest of his life, breeding more lives for his family was the only task of that person.

Under the extremely cruel rules, there is a group of struggling souls. They may be puzzled, resist, resent, and excited... until those who were unwilling to start enjoying the competition, the souls are dyed thick black, and then the pain passed on to the next generation.

This most primitive and most effective elimination method, she called it, planting Gu.

They are bacteria in a petri dish, poisonous insects in a crockery, and puppets who are asked to part with their family.

Anyone who wants to escape from the vortex must be pulled back by the same kind.

Anyone who wants to destroy the system must first be destroyed by the family.

……

Lan Shuying breathed a sigh of relief.

She thought of the final ending of Misty Island.

I have to say, it's really satisfying.

"Follow me." The Patriarch urged her with a pipe in his hand.

"Yes."

Lan Shuying walked behind the old man.

The head of the family will not give special treatment to his own heirs, if he dares to do so, it will not be long before everyone will know that he is partial and he will lose everything he has.

So they will not show any particular favor, unless that child is already recognized as the best heir.Of course, I will not deliberately hate anyone, otherwise the rest of the children will get the wrong signal and work together to get the target out, which will destroy fairness.

The preference for old things is pure.

Whoever he likes depends on who shows the highest value.

From the time Lan Shuying remembered clearly, there were no extra males around, because the "eldest young master" had already been determined during this period of time, which was the old man's eldest grandson, Guo Ziye.

She thought to herself: Your precious grandson will kill you sooner or later.

The hem of the old man's rhombic robe floated inch by inch on the floor. There was a strong scent of incense on his body, so strong that it seemed to be covering up something, which was a decaying interior, or the whisper of a disease.

Walking into a secret room without windows, the head of the family sat in the chair far away from the incense burner and pointed to the opposite.

"sit."

Lan Shuying took another one.

The incense burner is just behind her right hand side.

She put her hands on her knees, behaved like she couldn't bear to look him in the eye.

"You stayed next door to him for almost a week before you got in touch. It can be said that you didn't gain anything. I'm very disappointed." The owner of the house tapped the pipe twice in his hand, "Tell me, what do you think of him. "

It really was his arrangement!
Lan Shuying thought about it: "He is very wary of people, he seems to be active, outgoing, and romantic... I think all this he shows has nothing to do with the real him."

"Hehe..." The head of the family smiled warmly, but in contrast, his poisonous snake-like eyes swept up and down, and spit out two words: "Nonsense."

"I need more time to pry his mouth open."

"Time? This is the most precious thing, Zishan, you have already wasted a lot, how long are you going to make me wait now?"

The girl lowered her head and thought for a while, as if she was eager to express herself and lacked confidence. Under the pressure exerted by the Patriarch, she finally raised her face and said crisply:

"One week!"

(End of this chapter)