The halo of the protagonist of rebirth is mine

The scene was tense for a while, and no one spoke first.Fortunately, after a while, the soldiers who had just come downstairs came back, leaned over to the little boss and said a few words, and the little boss waved his hand to let the two carriages in. As for the iron cavalry, they were naturally stationed outside the city.You said Mu Heang, he was walking behind Mu Zhun's carriage, and he didn't dare to get into the carriage without Mu Zhun speaking.He felt that the temperature of his body was getting higher, and he was dizzy and unable to lift his head, and his whole body kept falling. If Lian Bo hadn't supported him, he might have fallen to the ground.

"My lord! You can let the fifth son go in for a rest. The son is still burning in the morning. He knows you are coming, and he insists on going out of the city to greet you. You are looking at his filial piety..."

"Lian Bo, according to your opinion, then Mu Heang can not come if he doesn't want to?"

"Old slave, this old slave doesn't mean that."

"Enough, Mu Heting, what about your upbringing?"

At this time, he had already entered the city, and the Central Axis Street was still as lively as usual. Hearing the movement here, people stopped what they were doing and looked over.

"Who is it? What a big gesture!"

"Look! Isn't this the Fifth Young Master?"

"Oh, you're going to die! You're bullying the Fifth Young Master again!"

It seems that Mu Heang's "kindness and friendliness" has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and most of them are fighting against injustice.

Listening to the conversation of those "untouchables" in the carriage, Mu Zhun gradually frowned.Still, I am not good at learning.

The Mu Mansion will arrive soon, in the east of a residential area, there is a saying in Daxing that "the east is rich and the west is rich".The door of the mansion was wide open, and there were already people from the palace waiting for a long time.Mu Zhun stepped on the stool and got out of the carriage, and the white-faced, beardless old man came up to meet him, "Hey, Qiantui, I see you! The saint heard that Qiantui has arrived at the city, so he specially ordered the miscellaneous family to come and greet him."

"It's Mu Zhun's fault for keeping Eunuch waiting for a long time. Eunuch, please—"

"You don't need to go in. The miscellaneous family is here to return the body of the sinner Mu Hexuan. Chitose, let's express our condolences." The father-in-law patted Mu Zhun's arm, and then his expression turned serious, "Just accept the order."

The imperial decree was nothing more than a reward to appease the Mu family. All the men of the Mu family got a title for nothing, even Mu Heang, even the lowest baron.The county owners are all titled, and the honor of them need not be mentioned.

After the father-in-law left, Mu Heting murmured in a low voice: "That's the only value left in the Mu Hexuan."

"Third! Say less!"

As soon as the words fell, a sudden gust of wind blew up.The sky that was still full of sun just now darkened in an instant.

"Ah!!! Big brother!!!"

Black clouds overwhelm the day, flying sand and rolling stones.The father and son standing at the door suddenly staggered and couldn't stand still. Mu Zhun barely stabilized his figure by relying on his internal strength, and roared, "What's going on?!" There was surprise in his eyes, but he didn't panic.People who passed by the door stopped to watch the commotion. They were not affected and didn't know what happened for a while.

"Woooooh, ah!!!" The youngest girl was swept away by the wind and hit the doorpost unconscious.

"Light rain!"

It was even worse for Mu Heang, who was directly slapped on the ground by the wind, flung back and forth like a salted fish, and fainted before he could say "save" in time, and then fell awake again, and then fainted again, and so on repeatedly…

Mu Zhun and the others finally fell to the ground in the disastrous hurricane, with no face left.

"Just as I said that... the evil wind blew up right away... It seems that Mu Shizi's ghost is still here." The surrounding crowd heard Mu Laosan's words.

"That's not true. You must not be disrespectful to the dead, otherwise, you will easily suffer retribution."

"Let your mother go..." Mu San managed to get up, and before he could complete a sentence, a gust of wind came with flying stones and slapped him in the face.In an instant, several clearly visible scratches appeared on his left face.

"Hahahaha..." The dude suddenly burst into laughter.As I said before, the people living in this eastern district are all nobles and nobles, and no one is more noble than anyone else, so they have the guts to laugh like that.

At this moment, Mu Heting was completely silent. In fact, he also began to mutter in his heart, why does this wind seem to be conscious, is it really... Thinking of this, he gradually felt a chill down his back.

In a place where no one could see, Mu Hexuan closed his eyes tightly and stood facing the wind. He opened his hands wide to control the direction of the wind, and there seemed to be energy fluctuations around him.He didn't expect his strength to become so powerful, it was like... suddenly pouring strength into his body, it was much better than the initial weakness.

"Where is the evildoer?! Dare to be rampant here!"

"Look! It's Master Mo Yun!"

It turned out that the one who came was the legendary Taoist monk—the abbot of Tan Tuo Temple, Master Mo Yun.Holding the bowl in his left hand and twirling his beard with his right hand, the old monk came to Mu Zhun. "Amitabha, I haven't seen you for many years, how are you doing now?"

"Blessed by Master, everything is fine." Mu Zhun struggled to get up, straightened his clothes, and said reluctantly.Strange to say, since the monk came, the "evil wind" stopped and the sun came out.

"Hmph! Lao Na said long ago that this son is a demon star, and he will surely bring disaster to the world in the future. Back then, the benefactor should not be soft-hearted. It would be better to let his soul fly away as soon as possible."

"You monk, how can you speak so viciously?!" Someone couldn't see it and said something, but his companion ripped off his sleeve.

"Hmph, the benefactor is still young, I'm afraid he didn't know about the disaster 20 years ago."

"Disaster? What disaster?"

But the old monk didn't want to say any more, he just said to Mu Zhun: "Tomorrow is the fifteenth day, Lao Na will send it on the road."

Who is that?Those present knew it well.