Little Ancestor, Marry Me

Chapter 28

The nails that the Wulin League planted at the Qiankun Gate to monitor Fang Wenrui's every move were slaughtered overnight by Urs.

The sky was pale, and the dazzling morning light covered the golden lacquer-painted plaque of the Qiankunmen Sect. Under its reflection, the plaque glowed with a faint golden light. The yawning, sleepy young student, holding a broom, lazily sweeps the dust at the door.

It seems business as usual.

Urs stood quietly in the Forbidden Garden inside Qiankun Gate, watching a group of deaf-mute servants dutifully chop up corpses and bury them in the soil, or cut them into small pieces and throw them in a pile of weeds After a while, there was a rustling sound in the weeds, and it returned to calm after a while.

A total of 68 people were placed by the Martial Arts League, all of which became food for Fang Wenrui's courtyard of poisonous weeds and insects.

After confirming that the corpse had been disposed of, Urs nodded slightly to a taller man, made a few gestures, and signaled that they had done a good job, and the door owner would be rewarded when he came back.

The man yelled twice, looked at Urs foolishly, pointed seriously at a deaf-mute woman who was feeding poisonous insects, smiled silly, and stretched out his hands to gesture wearing something.

He wanted Urs to help him choose two batches of cloth to make beautiful clothes for the woman.

Urs thought for a while, then nodded, indicating that he would help.

The man seemed very happy, gestured to Urs again and again, and looked a little silly with a cheerful look.

It has been confirmed that there is nothing missing.

Urs made the final check, put on the cloth towel covering his face again, returned to his room to clean up the blood smell on his body, changed into clean clothes, carried a small package on his back, and hung a cold light on his waist The majestic scimitar flew out of the room like a gust of black wind, stepped on the tile eaves of the roof, leaped like a black bird, and landed in the woods outside the Qiankun Gate.

A black-body horse with a cloud-like white circle around its hooves, smooth and shiny fur, and strong muscles tied to a tree is quietly munching on the fresh green grass on the ground.

Urs untied the rope that tied the horse, turned on the horse neatly, grabbed the reins, and stroked the horse's neck with one hand soothingly. The horse seemed to be familiar with Urs, and took a few steps forward. After snorting, Urs flicked the reins, and the horse took Urs, leaping out like an arrow off the string.

In the Su Family Manor, people from the Martial Arts League have guarded various places in the Su Mansion. They change every four hours, and even a bird is not allowed to fly by.

Su Changliu was still comatose, with a persistent high fever, Mo Chisheng was administering needles to Su Changliu, and Luo Diheng and several elders were sitting in Su Changliu's bedroom separated by a curtain.

After Mo Chisheng came out after applying the needle, Luo Diheng just looked at him, and an elder next to him asked, "Dare to ask Doctor Mo, when will this Young Master Su wake up?"

Mo Chisheng walked slowly to a copper basin of warm water brought by the boy, washed off the medicine stains on his fingertips, and said, "It will take about two days."

"Two more days?" the elder murmured.

Mo Chisheng sat on a chair not far away with his sleeves flicked, and the little boy beside him obediently offered a cup of high-quality clear tea. Mo Chisheng reached out to take it, took a light breath, took a sip, and said with a smile: "Why? ? Are you in a hurry?"

"I want to ask Young Master Su about the situation of that devil. After all, Young Master Su has been with that devil for a long time, maybe there will be some different clues." Another elder with a white beard laughed.

"I think you can't ask anything," Mo Chisheng said with a smile, "Young Master Su was deceived so badly by that devil, how could he know what you all want?"

When he mentioned the word "inner love", Mo Chisheng deliberately emphasized his tone, and the playful brilliance in his black and phoenix eyes flowed, watching the white-bearded elder's face change slightly, he smiled contentedly.

Yesterday the Martial Arts League started to send away all the sects in the Jianghu. Up to now, only a few sects are still staying in Sujiazhuang, but they will leave soon.

The Wulin League is really impatient... But, why?

Mo Chisheng took another sip of tea.

Really, is it just because of Sujiazhuang's reputation in the Jianghu?

Or is there a deeper reason that even Su Changliu doesn't know about?

"How's the banquet?" Liu Jun pushed the door open and entered, still looking calm and cold, looking at Mo Chisheng quietly.

Mo Chisheng smiled, and said lazily: "I'll wake up in two days, don't worry about Immortal Liu, if I can't save you, Sujiazhuang should prepare for Young Master Su's funeral."

"Yumin, Young Master Su is fine. You have been away from the Kunlun Sect for a few days, it's time to go back." A voice came from the crowd, and only then did they realize that there was another person behind Liu Junze. She has long snow-white hair, but there is a faint smile on her face, and her calm and soft eyes make people feel as if they have been baptized by a clear spring.

Liu Jun paused, nodded slightly, and said, "I know."

"I came here poorly, firstly to reassure myself as a stubborn disciple, and secondly to say goodbye to the leader of the martial arts alliance," the man was Liu Junze's master, the head of the Kunlun Sect, slightly staggering Liu Junze towards Luo Diheng and the others. After a salute, he said with a smile, "Thank you all from the Wulin League for taking care of my Kunlun disciples these days."

An elder immediately stood up and had a few polite words with the head of the sect, and then the head of the Kunlun School left Sujiazhuang with Liu Junze and a group of disciples.

Until today's evening, all the people in the Jianghu left Sujiazhuang under the order of the Wulin League.

The Li hall was very lively at night, and Tang Su couldn't sleep at all, so he had to change his schedule and go out at night, so he had a good night's sleep.

Ren Yun's arrangements have always been in line with Tang Su's wishes. Even the bedding on the bed was replaced with the most comfortable and soft ones, and it was also stained with the scent of medicine that helps people sleep peacefully. Tang Su spent a lot of time yesterday with his brother who came back from the dead. After lunch, he fell asleep peacefully, and only woke up slowly when the Li hall became lively again. He habitually wanted to turn over, but when he was about to move, his expression changed.

Tang Su took a deep breath, the veins on his forehead twitched slightly, he reached out and grabbed Ren Yun's hand around his thin waist, and broke it hard, but he didn't break it.

...? ? ?

Ren Yun's hand around Tang Su looked loose, but in fact he used a dark force. Tang Su didn't expect this guy to be so strong for a while. He was stunned for a few seconds, and an unknown fire ignited. Opening Ren Yun's hand, he got up, raised his leg and kicked him down without hesitation.

Ren Yun woke up when Tang Su woke up, and he woke up when his breath changed. He just wanted to see the reaction of the little ancestor, so he pretended to be in a deep sleep. Laughing, Tang Su used his inner strength to break him apart. Just as he was about to open his eyes, Tang Su kicked him down.

...seems to have overdone it.

Ren Yun coughed twice and got up from the ground. The floor in the room was covered with a layer of clean cushions, and it didn't hurt at all. There was a bit of a smile hidden in the blue phoenix eyes, reflecting Tang Su's expression of wanting to beat someone up. Looking around, he said softly: "Little ancestor, are you awake, what do you want to eat?"

"..." Tang Su didn't answer, but just stared at Ren Yun.

Ren Yun was so stared at that his heart was trembling. After thinking for a while, he sat down on the bed with a low laugh, stretched out his hand and pulled Tang Su, who looked unhappy, into his arms, and rubbed Tang Su's ear with the tip of his nose flatteringly and affectionately, and said in a low voice. Said: "Little ancestor, I like you so much, can't you let me hug you?"

Tang Su clicked his tongue, stretched out his hand and patted Ren Yun's head away, and turned his head away: "I don't like you, die."

Ren Yun is well aware of Tang Su's inappropriate temperament, not to mention seeing Tang Su's ears turning red, he is in a good mood, adhering to the usual dog-skin plaster spirit, once again leaning over to flatter Tang Su, wishing to bury the sweet words that have been buried in his heart for the past few years Tell them all.

After a while, Tang Su couldn't take it anymore, and kicked Ren Yun down again.

"I want to eat."

Ren Yun responded with a smile, put on his outer shirt calmly, and walked out.

Tang Su also got off the bed, went to the bedside and opened the window, and all the laughter and laughter outside came to his ears. There was a snow-white moon hook hanging in the night sky, and there were a few wisps of floating clouds faintly around the side.

Sujiazhuang didn't know what was going on.

Qingyan... okay?

Tang Su sat quietly by the bed, staring at the snow-white moon hook.

Ren Yun arrived at the kitchen in the backyard of the Li Pavilion with ease. When the group of cooks saw Ren Yun coming in, they all stopped their work and saluted Ren Yun.

Ren Yun raised his hand to signal them to continue, walked to a cook, and said softly: "Make spicy chicken and boiled pork slices, then steam a crucian carp soup egg custard, stir-fry a honey-stuffed drunken lotus root, and call me when it's done." , I'll wait outside, remember to hurry up." After speaking, Ren Yun walked out of the kitchen.

The cook was taken aback, and hurriedly called a few colleagues over, and began to prepare the food Ren Yun ordered.

Ren Yun knew that the cook would not be able to finish cooking for a while, so he went to the wine cellar, walked around twice, picked out a jar of good wine and came out.

Those cooks prepared the food that Ren Yun requested as quickly as possible, handed the tray to Ren Yun respectfully, watched Ren Yun go away, and then continued to work, but they couldn't help whispering.

"Why did the master come down to serve the dishes himself?"

"According to the watchman, it seems that the Lord brought someone back, and it seems to be for that person to eat."

"... Could it be that the Lord's mother has come?"

"No, it's a young master."

"...It's strange, what is the Lord planning to do?"

"Who knows, we just have to do our own thing well. It's easy to die if you care so much. Hey, give me ginger."

……

Ren Yun returned to the attic with a plate full of food. Tang Su was really hungry. Seeing Ren Yun put the food away, he took chopsticks to eat. Ren Yun poured a bowl of wine for others and poured a bowl for himself. , eating with Tang Su with chopsticks, helping others pick out the peppers in the dishes from time to time.

Between the sky and the earth, the aroma of wine is mixed with the aroma of vegetables, cups and chopsticks collide, no one speaks, there is a silver moon like a hook outside to hook people's thoughts, and inside there is a loved one stirring the heartstrings. This side is small.

In the Sujiazhuang, Su Yiyi, who was supposed to be asleep, pulled the window frame and looked at the direction of Su Changliu's bedroom. Her eyes were full of worry, and the maid coaxed Su Yiyi down, repeatedly Said that the young master will be safe and let her sleep well.

There was also someone holding hands near Su Changliu's bedroom. The guard was very vigilant, looking around from time to time to see if there was any suspicious situation. The night breeze blew slightly, and faintly sent a few wisps of intoxicating fragrance. After touching half a stick of incense, the guard only felt very sleepy. He staggered to the bottom of the tree, supported the tree and shook his head trying to wake up, but still fell asleep.

Fang Wenrui, dressed in a black dress, came out from the dark, with a smile on his face, went straight to Su Changliu's bedroom, walked in lightly, closed the door, and walked quickly to Su Changliu's bedside, He put his hand on Su Changliu's wrist, and frowned after a while.

What a strange pulse.

"Master Su?" Fang Wenrui murmured tentatively, stroking Su Changliu's cheek with his fingertips, "Master Su, it's me."

Su Changliu didn't respond.

Fang Wenrui sighed, and traced Su Changliu's face with his fingertips in the faint moonlight. The moonlight was hazy, and his pale face in the daytime was a little hazy under the moonlight, but it didn't look so bad. But the black and blue still shows that the situation is not optimistic.

"Although this move is correct, it really makes Fang's heart ache." Fang Wenrui murmured, leaning down and gently rubbing the tip of his nose against Su Changliu's earlobe, "Master Lao is suffering, and soon he will see , Fang is all sincere."

After finishing speaking, Fang Wenrui stood up, then leaned down again, kissed the tip of Su Changliu's nose lightly with his lips, and said softly, "Master, rest well."

The drowsiness pill didn't work for long, and it was almost time for the guards to change.

Fang Wenrui helped Su Changliu tuck the quilt carefully, turned into a shadow, hid in the night, and left the Su residence.

After Fang Wenrui left, Su Changliu slowly opened his eyes, those eyes were clear and bright, how could they look like someone who was half seriously ill?

Hearing the faint sound of trampling on rubble coming from the roof, Mo Chisheng turned over irritably, wishing he could directly plunge his bag of silver needles into the brains of those bastards.

This group of guys from the Wulin League made a lot of noise, disturbing Qing Meng Tian and striking lightning.

After finally waiting for the sound outside to subside, Mo Chisheng did not feel sleepy, and the more he thought about it, the more he got angry, he threw up the quilt, sat down at the table with gritted teeth, opened his medicine box, and laid out a row of bottles Cans start dispensing.

If he doesn't teach these bastards a lesson, his surname will not be Mo!

Two days flew by, Su Changliu also responded to Mo Chisheng's words, woke up on the third day, drank the medicine that Mo Chisheng had ordered, his face eased a little, and he barely sat up on the bed to watch Looking at a room full of people from the Wulin League, they said apologetically, "Thank you, all knights, for your concern. Su is fine, and he will cause trouble to the Wulin League."

"Where is Young Master Su, if it wasn't for that bastard who insisted on challenging Young Master Su, Young Master Su's illness would not have relapsed." The white-bearded elder sighed, "It's also my fault that the members of the Martial Arts League couldn't stop Young Master Su forcibly challenging him. It was our fault."

"No, cough, cough...!" Su Changliu wanted to say something, but suddenly he coughed violently with his mouth covered. The cough made his shoulders tremble, and his eyes were red and weeping. Bai Qi hurriedly went to help Su. Stay smooth for a long time, and it took a long time to slow down.

The other elder waited for Su Changliu to calm down, and then continued: "The Martial Arts League is over, besides thanking Young Master Su, there is one more thing, the Martial Arts League wants Master Su to give an explanation."

coming.

Mo Chisheng's eyes flashed, he took a sip of tea with his eyes closed, and sat on the side with his feet crossed leisurely, without the slightest intention of leaving the stage, and took the frequent eye gestures of several martial arts alliances beside him as bullshit.

Su Changliu just showed doubts on his face, and said softly: "Su has always believed that he has a clear conscience in everything he does. Dare I ask you what you want Su to explain?"

"This..." The elder glanced at Mo Chisheng hesitantly, and cupped his hands with a smile, "Does Doctor Mo still want to check Young Master Su's pulse?"

The implication is to let Mo Chisheng leave as soon as possible.

"Oh," Mo Chisheng let out a low laugh, and said leisurely, "I'm afraid that what you said will make Young Master Su's condition worse, so it's only appropriate to watch it. Why, could it be something shameful?"

The elder choked, smiled embarrassingly, and said, "Of course not."

"The Martial Arts League has been framed many times in the past few days," Luo Diheng said coldly, "Not only was someone poisoning the water, the warehouse was stolen, but also several elders' confidantes suddenly attacked him, hurting several elders."

"What does this have to do with Su?" Su Changliu frowned slightly, looking at Luo Diheng.

"Of course it has nothing to do with Young Master Su," the white-bearded elder took over Luo Diheng's words, "What's weird is that the skills of those confidants couldn't hurt the elders, but they suddenly increased their skills, not only hurt the elders, They even killed many heroes, but when we caught them and were about to interrogate them..."

"Those confidantes all had their hearts broken, and their seven orifices bleed to death."

Su Changliu's heart jumped, and he looked at the group of people in astonishment.

Luo Diheng looked at Su Changliu, and said in a cold voice: "It seems that Young Master Su is also a smart person. The death and strange behavior of those confidants can only be done by a puppet in Sujiazhuang."

"It's impossible," Su Changliu said coldly, "The people who practice the Su family's piano score must be from the Su family village, and they can control people's hearts for up to three days. It will take five days, not to mention that once the puppet sings, the user will surely die."

"Whether users will really die or not, no one knows." Luo Diheng said, "But apart from puppets, is there any way to make their death look like puppets?"

"Then I would like to ask the leader of the martial arts alliance to clear up Su's doubts," Su Changliu said, "the puppet is only valid for three days, how can people rush to the martial arts alliance within three days? Only my father and I have studied the piano score in Su's villa." ..."

Su Changliu suddenly remembered something, and stared at Luo Diheng intently.

"Of course it's not Young Master Su and Master Su." Luo Diheng said, "Master Su seems to have forgotten that your younger brother is traveling abroad, and when the incident happened, we arrested him at an inn near the Wulin League."

"Near Sujiazhuang's rescue of Jianghu for many years, we suppressed this matter, brought him to Sujiazhuang, and asked Sujiazhuang to give us an explanation."