Every time I wake up, I take the blame for the villain [Comprehensive]

Murong Huan'en has always had a gully in his heart, how can he not see the indifference the other party has towards him, or towards Murong's family in recent days.

He honored Fang Fang's elder brother, although the other party did not refuse directly, but always just said four words, "Murong Patriarch." Presumably no matter what others call him, he will probably not refuse, because he doesn't care at all.

When he was in the Wanfu Wanshou Garden, he thought and thought, but he still couldn't figure out which aspect of himself was not thoughtful enough, so that this "savior" was so alienated from him, or in other words, guarded.

He always looks calm and gentle, but inside he is really not easy to get close to.

The seventh day of March.

The fragrance of flowers in Wanfu Wanshou Garden is overflowing.This is the most enviable place in the south of the Yangtze River, and the wife of the Jin family is the most ideal example for many wives from aristocratic families.

She may be said to be the luckiest old lady in the world.

Even if other people can live to her age, they will not have such glory and wealth. Even if they have such glory and wealth, they will not have as many children and grandchildren as she does. Even if they have so many children and grandchildren, they will not be like her. Can stand out.The most important thing is that Mrs. Jin Tai is not only blessed, but also knows how to enjoy it.

Mrs. Jin Tai has ten sons, nine daughters, eight sons-in-law, 39 grandchildren, and 28 grandchildren.Some of her sons and son-in-laws are chief escorts, some are chief arresters, some are gang leaders, and some are heads. It can be said that none of them is not a top expert in the Jianghu.Among them, only one who abandoned martial arts and cultivated literature has become a golden horse and a jade hall, ranking among the best.There was also a military general who was the most powerful general in the dynasty.

She has nine daughters, but only eight sons-in-law, because one of them--the daughter has become a nun, joined Emei's sect, and inherited the mantle of Emei's "Master of Kuen".

Most of her granddaughters and grandsons have also become famous and established.

Although this time, she did not wait until the youngest granddaughter, the golden ganoderma known as the fire phoenix, came to celebrate the banquet.

After presenting the birthday banquet, Murong Huan'en came out by himself and wandered around the huge courtyard.Wanfu Wanshou Garden is the most beautiful and prosperous courtyard in the south of the Yangtze River, which is really good.Rockery, flowing water, pavilions and pavilions are all exquisite.It is the envy of countless people.

Although Murong's family is also extremely exquisite and luxurious, it is still a bit inferior compared to this place.

Now Wanfu Wanshou Garden has a thriving population and flourishing branches and leaves, while the Murong family has withered talent, it looks so desolate in comparison.

Murong Huanen sighed.Chang'an still has an appointment to fight Murong, it's really a headache to think about it.

He just walked, but saw an old man standing in the gazebo, looking at the lively Wanfu Wanshou Garden, sighing for a long time.

"I'm still thinking about Suiyun..." The voice came from the old Mrs. Jin whom I had just met.

"Mrs. Tai." Hearing the man's gentle voice reply,

"Old owner, the deceased has passed away, we mourn you and me."

"Ma'am, please forgive me."

This old man was dressed in soap clothes, with a purple jade around his waist, obviously he was not an ordinary person.There is a faint whiteness between his temples, and he is not young.Looking at his facial features, Murong Huan'en felt a little familiar to him.

He is ignorant of the nobles from Jiangnan aristocratic families, and among them, there are very few who can stand on an equal footing with this old lady.He remembered that he had heard that the Jiangnan Wanfu Wanshou Garden and the Guan Zhongyuan clan had a lot of intersections, so thinking about it, the only person who could stand in front of Mrs. Yuan of the Wanfu Wanshou Garden was Yuan Dongyuan of Wuzheng Villa.

It seems that the rumors in the rivers and lakes are still superficial.Wuzheng Villa and Wanfu Wanshou Garden not only overlap, but also have friendship.

At noon, he was about to go to the compound to pay his respects to Mrs. Jin Tai's birthday and have a banquet of birthday noodles. Although Murong Huan'en wanted to get closer to listen and watch the sun, he didn't have much time, so he could only retreat.

Yuan Dongyuan turned his head and glanced in his direction, Mrs. Jin followed her, saw his back, stroked her dragon head crutch, and said, "This is the new head of the Murong family."

Yuan Dongyuan sighed, "He's also a young child." If Yuan Suiyun was there, he would look so young and energetic when he took over Wuzheng Villa.

Mrs. Jin Tai sat down, "Recently there has been a lot of noise about the marital dress, did the original owner hear about it?"

Yuan Dongyuan was silent for a moment, didn't answer, just said, "The world is no longer the world of my generation." He obviously didn't want to interfere in this matter.

Mrs. Jin Tai smiled. When she smiled, it made people feel like a rich and amiable grandma next door. Words are a bit suspicious."

"Mrs. Tai doesn't need to say too much. Wuzheng Villa has been away from the Jianghu for a long time, and now Yuan has no intention to step into the Jianghu dispute."

"Original owner, the old woman understands that Suiyun's death has hit you hard." She sighed and comforted, "Why is the old woman not like this."

"But you have to understand that the dead are gone, it's useless to be sad, the world is like this, you and I can't change it."

Yuan Dongyuan moved his lips, and resisted not to say, Jin Lingzhi is one of your dozens of granddaughters, and Suiyun is my only child, such an outrageous and extremely harsh words.He already showed a little indifference, "Mrs. Jin Tai can think about it."

Mrs. Jin Tai knew that he was angry. She looked at the garden full of flowers, and felt sad in her heart, "Ganoderma lucidum is my favorite granddaughter, so I am not sad. I just sigh that the one who made a fuss with her that day was Chu Liuxiang, Hu Tiehua and others didn't care. Unexpectedly, they found Bat Island. I always feel that there must be something strange about this matter. Has the original owner never investigated it?"

Yuan Dongyuan Road, "If there are clues, Yuan will not be willing to erect a dog's clothes." He sent people to investigate at sea, but there was no result.When she went to Huashan to ask Gao Yanan, she didn't know anything.Now that there is no trace of the person on the island, what can he investigate?

But for a long time, a cloud of suspicion settled in his heart, and he didn't say anything to anyone.He thinks he knows his son well. Although Yuan Suiyun was blind at the age of three, he has always been well-behaved and obedient.

Why did he go to Bat Island?

In a blink of an eye, peach blossoms in April.Murong Qingcheng hesitated for many days, finally couldn't hold back, and invited him to talk.Jiang Chen has nothing to do.

He chatted all over the place, and Jiang Chen followed him without blinking an eye, listening quietly, as if he didn't know why the other party invited him here.

If he had the heart, he would naturally not have nothing to say to others.It's a pity that he didn't intend to do so.

Murong Qingcheng saw that he was always calm, self-possessed and stable as Mount Tai, and his heart was also heavy, knowing that it was impossible for the other party to take the initiative to help, so he coughed hard, "Mr. I am amazed. I am seriously ill, I wonder if I can take a look at it for my sake."

There seemed to be a look of "stunned" on Jiang Chen's face, as if he didn't understand why he suddenly talked about old illnesses from the situation in the world.But he still smiled lightly, "Thanks to you, I will serve you myself."

Murong Qingcheng was leaning on the slump, his expression was sluggish, his body was greasy and withered, there was no other way to do it at this time, so he had no choice but to invite a stranger.

He supported himself, raised his sleeves with great difficulty, and exposed his wrists. Jiang Chen stretched out his hand, but he flinched. He stared at Jiang Chen's face, with a look of suspicion and guard on his face, and he couldn't help but flirt with the person beside him. Take a look.

Jiang Chen's hand was empty, "Your Excellency Murong..."

Knowing that he couldn't see it, Murong Qingcheng still felt quite embarrassed, forced a smile, and stretched out his hand hesitantly, "I'm sorry. I'm just afraid that I won't be able to recover after a long illness, so... that's why I hesitate."

"That……"

Murong Qingcheng immediately stretched out his hand, and said weakly but firmly, "Since Mr. Jiang has been invited over, I naturally trust you."

Jiang Chen laughed at this statement, and touched his wrist veins with his fingertips.

The pulse condition is vain, the breath is irritable, the internal force is chaotic, and it is extremely fierce.If people can use it, it can be called a sharp weapon.If people cannot use it, it is poison.

There are quite a lot of similarities with Xi and Yangyan who went berserk back then.It's just that the magical power of the wedding dress can be abolished, but Xi and Yangyan are like maggots attached to the bones.

Murong Qingcheng kept staring at his face, as if he could read his thoughts.But since he felt his pulse, his expression was calm, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Murong Qingcheng didn't know what to do, and he was afraid that he could see something, and his face became more and more ugly.Just when he couldn't help asking, Jiang Chen let go of his hand and said, "I know that exercises are the life of a warrior."

As soon as these words came out, Murong Qingcheng's face contorted for a moment, and the ambushing people around him were about to rush out.

Jiang Chen seemed unaware, calm as usual, "Although I don't know what kind of kung fu you are practicing, this kind of violent kung fu is not suitable for everyone. Ordinary people who practice it, even if they haven't achieved great success, they will be overwhelmed by rage. The restrained internal breath destroyed the eight extraordinary meridians, and died of torture."

Murong Qingcheng's heart shuddered, and he winked at the person beside him, so the ambush person retreated again.

Murong Qingcheng smiled weakly, "Sir, you are indeed a master. To be honest, what I am learning now is not the Liuchuan Huishui mentality handed down by the Murong family, but the secret book by chance. Back then, the Murong family faced It is a matter of life and death, and I practiced this exercise in a hurry to improve my internal strength, but it turned out to be like this. Sir, Murong can't die yet, please show me the way to survive."

Jiang Chen was silent.

Murong Qingcheng said, "If the master saves me from danger, I would like to give my younger sister to Mr. Yi."

Jiang Chen raised his head and said with a faint smile, "Your Excellency was joking. I am not a person who will repay favors, and marriage is not a trifling matter. It's just that this way of life is no different from death for a warrior, so I didn't say it outright."

Murong Qingcheng looked at him, although he was smiling, but there was a bit of coldness in it, and he felt the chill getting deeper in his heart.

Jiang Chen said, "Since it's caused by internal force, it's fine to abolish it."

He spoke lightly, as if the abolition of martial arts was just commonplace, the four words fluttered like a feather, but fell to Murong Qingcheng's ears, but it was no different from thunder on the ground.

In other words, martial arts are no different from life to him.Asking him to abolish martial arts is no different from death.

What's more, Murong's former head of the family became a useless person without martial arts.When the news got out, the enemies of the Murong family in the past had a chance.

"...Is there any other way?"

Jiang Chen stood up, seemed to think for a while, and said, "So, there is another way."

Murong Qingcheng's eyes lit up, "Sir, please tell me."

"Under the next chance, I got a prescription for calming the mind and reassuring the soul. It has the effect of restraining this kind of strong and extremely flaming inner breath, but..."

"Just how?"

Jiang Chen smiled slightly, "It's just that after taking it, the skill will return to the time when it was not practiced. Also, because it suppresses the internal energy instead of dissolving it, the meridians can no longer hold more internal energy, and this life's martial arts will also end here. "

This is a multiple-choice question between total waste and half waste...

Murong Qingcheng was obviously also very embarrassed, and he didn't make a sound for a long time.

"If you feel uneasy about asking for a prescription for nothing, please allow me a request."

"What request." Murong Qingcheng answered subconsciously before realizing it.He was hesitating whether to waste his work or to suppress it, but the other party actually understood that he was embarrassed to take his prescription for nothing... But once the words have been spoken, it is difficult to take them back.Murong Qingcheng had no choice but to say, "I don't know what request sir has."

"It's not yet known. It will never harm Jiangnan Murong's interests."

Murong Qingcheng gritted his teeth, "Okay."

Jiang Chen called others to bring pens and paper, and said quietly, "The deal is established."

The result was as expected by Jiang Chen.With Murong Qingcheng's character, he would never choose one.

Although the wedding dress was broken before it could be erected, Murong Qingcheng was absolutely reluctant to break it first.

Just now, when I checked the pulse, I knew that it was not a year or two for him to practice the magical art of wedding dress, it has been a long time.

As for why Jiang Chen can be sure that it is the magical skill of the wedding dress... Most of the martial arts in the world are a gradual and gradual process of accumulation.At the same time, there is a strong force that makes the practitioner weak. In this world, the only one that meets the above three points is the magical skill of wedding dress.

Thinking of this, Jiang Chen added the word "Dragon Heart Grass" on the paper without any hesitation, then folded it neatly side by side and put it on the side table, pressed a corner with an inkstone, and said lightly , "If you choose two, open it."

When he stepped out of the courtyard door, his footsteps paused slightly, and he looked back at the courtyard with an indifferent expression.Even if you can't see it, you can still feel the hidden murderous intent.

If just now he Bo Wenqiang realized that he recognized the wedding dress magical skill, the sword of the former Patriarch of Murong must have been unsheathed.

He gave Murong Qingcheng two choices.One is to break down and then build up, and the other is to forcibly suppress.The other party intends to choose a bad strategy, so why should he stop it.

As for reservations...

The other party may not be able to treat each other with sincerity.

Murong Qingcheng sat up and took down the piece of paper. The words on the paper were elegant and elegant, without any sharpness at all, and every word was written neatly.It is unimaginable that the person who wrote it was a blind man who could not see.

But Murong Qingcheng lamented these inadvertently, staring at the prescription for a long time, his face turned blue and white.

The waiter next to him asked, "Master, how is it?"

With a cold face, Murong Qingcheng handed him the prescription.

"Ordinary medicinal materials are fine, but these are the first three, which are quite rare. Dragon Heart Grass and Green Dragon Club have them, but this snow lotus and ice silkworm chrysalis..." The waiter paused, doubting, "Is it because he tricked us into waiting ?”

Murong Qingcheng coughed, "...That's not necessarily the case." He took back the prescription and looked at it for a long time, "It's all extremely cold, and it will indeed have a suppressive effect on the strong internal energy."

"Although this guy from Bat Island intends to sell other people's secrets in exchange for power support, as he said, all businesses in Bat Island are done in good faith and will not cheat."

"Yes. The subordinate heard it. He said that the transaction was established."

Murong Qingcheng sneered, "He is a smart man. I would have been suspicious knowing that I was giving away favors for nothing, so I took advantage of the situation and asked the Murong family for an unknown condition. Jiangnan Murong's favors are not easy to get."

"It's a pity that he doesn't know yet. The master has thoroughly checked his details."

"Yes. He doesn't know." Murong Qingcheng couldn't help but feel a little complacent, "Selling Gold Grotto is mysterious, Jin Laosan has been doing business with them for many years, so why don't I investigate. This person is gentle and elegant on the surface, but in reality he is rebellious Difficult to train, and he acts viciously, cruelly and ruthlessly, but...he can still be regarded as a hero."

The waiter complimented, "It's a pity that no matter how powerful he is, he can't compare to your strategizing master."

Murong Qingcheng held the prescription and smiled happily.

Mr. Bat, even if he has profound martial arts, superb medical skills, and a lot of knowledge, what's the use of him.Anyway, he is just a blind man who can't even heal himself.

After a long time, he sighed regretfully, "It's a pity that Chu Liuxiang died too early." Otherwise, his plan would have been more perfect.

Jiang Chen returned to the courtyard specially arranged by Murong Huanen, and Ginkgo greeted him, "Master, Murong Qingcheng..."

"Don't worry."

"Notify Ding Feng." He thought for a while, "Let Jin Yuanbao come here to demand someone in the name of the Azure Dragon Club."