The strongest collapse system

Chapter 711 Origin
"Did the news come from Changle Houhou Mansion?" Hong Yi was thinking while walking on the mountain path of Xishan.

The old man, the strong man and the little girl who performed art followed behind him anxiously.

Some of them didn't understand why the young master of Marquis Wu Wen didn't go back to the Marquis Mansion, but went towards the barren mountains.

Soon, the four of them arrived at Yougu Cave.

The Yougu Cave has been remodeled by Hong Yi and Wang Fan, and many things have been bought and built. There are many stone rooms separated, including bedrooms, kitchens, halls, greenhouses, warehouses and more than ten rooms, like a courtyard in the mountains.

In a corner of the cave hall, Wang Fan was still meditating cross-legged, his mind wandering.

"Benefactor, who is that uncle?" the little girl asked in a low voice.

"He is my uncle, surnamed Wang Mingfan, you can call him Uncle Wang, he usually concentrates on cultivation, don't bother him if there is nothing to do." Hong Yi introduced the three of them.

"Oh." The little girl carefully looked at Wang Fan again, seeing that he was still motionless as if he was asleep, she turned her eyes away.

The old man with the pipe looked at him twice more, his face thoughtful.

"You guys should live here first." Hong Yi allocated three connected stone rooms to them, and settled them down. "There is a kitchen and a warehouse. There are daily necessities, rice, oil and salt in them. You can take them as you like."

"Thank you, my benefactor." The old man pulled the strong man and the little girl to worship again.

Seeing that they were about to bow down again, Hong Yi stopped them and said, "Thank you before, so don't thank me any more."

The four of them returned to the hall. Hong Yi sat at the stone table in the center and drank tea. The old man and the strong man moved a small stool to sit on. The little girl went to the warehouse to get some materials and went to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

"The benefactor will take the imperial examination today, and he will definitely be the No. [-] scholar in high school, and his career will be just around the corner." Seeing Hong Yi sitting still, the strong man like an iron tower said hastily.

He is not a completely well-developed, simple-minded reckless man, and he can also flatter.

only……

"Tie Zhu, what are you talking about? My benefactor is taking part in the autumn examination, which is the provincial examination. The No. 1 in high school is called Jieyuan! Wait until the spring of next year to take part in the general examination. If you get No. 1, you will be Huiyuan. Then you will take the palace examination. No.1 is the number one!" The old man smashed the big iron pipe on the ground with a "pop" sound.

The strong man stopped talking immediately, feeling a little wronged in his heart.

How can he tell these things apart?
"Haha, I want to lend you a good word." Hong Yi didn't mean to take offense at all, but thought it was interesting, which was a good sign, and then straightened his face and said, "I have been asking you about the rumors about Yujing City before, but it's a good sign." I forgot to ask about your background, I think you are extraordinary, not like ordinary people, why did you become a street performer?"

Hong Yi felt very strange.

Among the three, the old man is the one with the highest martial arts skills. Although this old man is old, his skin is tough, his muscles are strong, and his muscles and bones are strong. He is already a martial artist.

The strong man of the Iron Tower is not bad at all. Although his muscles, bones, skin and flesh are a little looser, he is naturally powerful and his fighting ability is at the level of a martial artist.

And the little girl's exquisite martial arts skills turned out to be the way of "Xuantian Pavilion", the holy place of martial arts in the Yunmeng Empire, and the origin is unpredictable.

It is really incomprehensible for such a combination of three people to be destitute and reduced to Sleeping Town God's Temple.

"Benefactor, do you want to ask us about our origins?" The old man's gaze became sharp all of a sudden, "I don't know if the benefactor should listen to the truth or lies?"

Hong Yi didn't answer, but just looked at the old man fixedly.

This is really a stupid question.

No one likes to hear lies.

Watched by Hong Yi's calm gaze, the old man looked a little embarrassed, and after a long silence, he slowly opened his mouth and revealed the origins of the three of them.

"We are from Shenjiagou, Zhongzhou. My name is Shen Tianyang, and this is my son Shen Tiezhu." The old man... Shen Tianyang pointed to the little girl who was busy in the kitchen, "Her name is Xiao Mu, and we rescued her on the road. The surname is Yuwen."

"Xiao Mu, Yuwen." When Hong Yi heard Xiao Mu's surname, he suddenly remembered a legendary figure.

The grand master of the Yunmeng Empire, Yu Wenmu.

Although the Dagan Dynasty was a kingdom of heaven, it was not without enemies. There was the Yunmeng Empire on the grasslands in the east, the Huoluo Dynasty in the desert in the west, the island empires in the sea in the south, and the Yuantu Dynasty in the desert in the north.

Among them, the Yunmeng Empire on the Eastern Grassland is the great enemy.

20 years ago, the Yunmeng Empire was so powerful that it used swords every year against Dagan, forcing Dagan to retreat to Qingshakou, and even came to the city of Yujing, almost destroying the court of Dagan.

The Yunmeng Empire can have such a foundation and strength, almost all depends on the development of national power by the Yuwen Grand Master.

His reputation on the Eastern Grassland is almost like a god, and it almost overwhelms the holy place of Yunmeng martial arts "Xuantian Pavilion".

It's a pity that for some reason, this Grand Master Yuwen suddenly fell ill and died suddenly. Otherwise, the Yunmeng Empire might have already ruled the world.

"I don't know what is the relationship between Xiao Mu and Grand Master Yuwen, is there a blood relationship?" Hong Yi thought to himself.

Shen Tianyang didn't know a name that reminded Hong Yi of so many things. He told the history of his family: "Our Shenjiagou was rented in the early years of the Dachan Temple, and the rent was not heavy. After the former imperial court wiped out the Dachan Temple, although the fields belonged to us, the taxes increased year by year. A few years ago, there were floods, and the taxes could not be paid. The government wanted to confiscate the fields. I bought a few yamen servants, escaped from the famine, and wandered here all the way. Our boxing skills were handed down to us by the monks of the Dachan Temple. Not afraid of bandits."

When Hong Yi heard this, he remembered what he had heard in the past few years, and couldn't help asking: "Shenjiagou? I heard that Zhongzhou was hit by floods a few years ago, and the crown prince allocated a lot of money and food to relieve the disaster, but it seems that it was the people of the Great Chan Temple. The rest of the party organized troubles against the people, and a civil uprising broke out, and later sent a large army to suppress it. Because the suppression was timely, the crown prince was praised by the emperor, saying that he acted swiftly and resolutely."

Hong Yi's elder brother, Hong Xi, the eldest son of Wuwen Marquis Hong Xuanji, had accumulated great contributions in this battle to suppress the civil uprising, and became the commander of Shenji Battalion, one of the three major battalions of the Imperial Forest Army.

After Hong Xi was promoted to be the commander, Hong's house celebrated for a long time, and the maids and servants were all discussing his deeds, and Hong Yi knew about it.

"What? Disaster relief money?" After listening to Hong Yi's words, Shen Tiezhu finally couldn't help it, and stomped his foot on the ground, and the whole cave seemed to shake slightly, "There is no disaster relief money and grain, but rent is collected as usual. When we went to reason, we said it was a civil uprising. The general later didn’t listen to our explanation, and directly said that we were bandits. After we escaped, they killed all the remaining people in the village. The penny was nailed to the ground."

At this point, the eyes of Shen Tianyang and Shen Tiezhu, father and son, were red and almost bleeding.

(End of this chapter)