Little Ancestor, Marry Me

Chapter 32.

The Linzhu hall suddenly fell into a weird silence. After a while, Daozi in white smiled and drank his tea. Stir-fried peanuts are a hit.

"Bastard!" Su Linmo angrily turned out from behind the screen, gritted his teeth and cursed, then looked at this group of strange people, pursed his lips, cupped his hands and said in a deep voice, "I'm in Xiasujiazhuang Er Young master Su Linmo, the Su residence is a bit chaotic right now, and we don't have time to entertain seniors, please forgive me."

"It's okay." The Taoist in white said with a smile, "Young master, let's get busy first, we don't pay much attention."

Su Linmo nodded slightly, his brocade robe fluttered, and immediately left the Linzhu Hall quickly, and went down to make arrangements to clean up the mess.

Liu Jun stood quietly near the screen with the long sword that split the wind, his eyes drooping slightly as if he was taking a nap, but if the members of the Wulin League dared to show their murderous intentions to Su Changliu, they would definitely not get half of the benefits .

What's more, Daozi in white is still here.

Two maids with extraordinary bearing walked into the screen holding a set of clean and soft lotus cloud light blue brocade robes.

It was a bit chilly at night, after Ren Yun put Tang Su on the chair and told him not to move around, he also went to find two pieces of clothes.

The Supreme Elder of Qingmo Palace finished knocking a handful of fried peanuts, then slowly took out another handful and continued knocking.

The head of Guanshan Hall is a handsome man in his 30s, tall and slender, watching the Qingmo Palace Taishang elder slowly kowtow fried peanuts, and went over to beg for a hand to pass the time.

The bowl of medicinal juice that Tang Su was poured down by Mo Chisheng seemed to have a sleeping effect, or maybe it was a high-intensity death fight for several hours in a row. The uninjured shoulder was yawning all over the place, rubbing against it from time to time to find a comfortable position to take a nap.

Ren Yun looked at Tang Su's rare appearance like a lazy cat coquettishly, couldn't help reaching out and gently rubbing the top of Tang Su's hair.

"Su also wants an explanation."

Su Changliu turned out from behind the screen. His body was not good and he lost a lot of blood. At this time, his face became paler, and the light-colored brocade robe was shining brightly under the candlelight. Compared with those old monsters, his aura was actually more Not bad at all, looking at Luo Diheng and the white-bearded elder coldly, said coldly: "Dare to ask me what is wrong with Sujiazhuang?"

Tang Su rubbed his eyes in a daze. Seeing that Su Changliu was obviously struggling, he immediately became angry. He gritted his teeth and was about to rush over and push him back to lie down. The moment his body moved, he was pulled to the deepest part of his shoulder. The wound immediately grinned from the pain and turned pale.

If it wasn't for Ren Yun noticing ahead of time and pressing the little ancestor, it probably would have split open.

The white-bearded elder thought for a while, and knew that he couldn't move now, so he could only suppress his anger and laughed: "Who told us to catch a fake second young master? Many signs also pointed to Sujiazhuang, Wulin Mengmeng was indeed a bit reckless this time, but we also lost so many people..."

"Huh? What should I do? Drag them all out and chop them up and feed them to the dogs!"

Su Linmo's angry voice came from outside the hall, it seemed that he was dealing with the corpses all over the yard, the white-bearded elder's smile froze for a moment.

Tang Su burst out laughing, among those corpses were the corpses of a few elders, dead men were nothing more than that, if the elders were really chopped off by Su Linmo and fed to the dogs, then the Martial Arts League would really lose face clean.

"Young Master Su," the white-bearded elder said, "the deceased is dead, can you let the Wulin League bury several elders, I'm afraid it's inappropriate to treat the dead like this, right, leader?"

Luo Diheng glanced at the white-bearded elder, took a sip of tea indifferently, and hummed, as if he didn't want to talk to him.

The white-bearded elder gritted his teeth with hatred in his heart, but he didn't show anything on his face, looking at Su Changliu with a smile.

Su Changliu, who has always been good-tempered, said with a smile, "Burial? When you seniors just took action, I'm afraid they didn't think about how Su will be buried in the future."

The white-bearded elder hurriedly said: "We just want to take Young Master Su back to ask for clarification. We don't mean to kill Young Master Su. It's just that Tang Su suddenly appeared, which inevitably makes people suspicious. The subordinates are afraid of something unexpected, so they lost their attention for a while. Properly, I accidentally injured Young Master Su."

Tang Su: ...

Tang Su held his breath, and after a long while, he yelled aggrievedly, "Hey, can you just throw everything at me, I'm not a trash collector!"

The head of Guan Shantang was throwing peanuts into his mouth, he was dazzled by Tang Su's ridiculous words, and almost choked on the peanuts.

The white-bearded elder smiled and said: "After all, your reputation is not very good, it's normal to be taboo."

Tang Su rolled his eyes at him, and leaned on Ren Yun angrily, as if I didn't want to see this bastard.

"Since the matter has been clarified, the Martial Arts League will leave. When we find out in the future, we will definitely give an explanation to Sujiazhuang..." Before the white-bearded elder finished speaking, a thick and deep voice came from outside——

"Explain it to me now, or let me explain it for you?"

A tall and strong man strode into the Linzhu hall with long eyebrows and eyes like a falcon. His handsome face was worn by the years and there were some vicissitudes, like a jar of old wine that has been in the cellar for many years. The cuffs of the dark blue robe Fly, and stood in the center in an instant.

Su Changliu was slightly taken aback when he saw someone coming, then he stood up and said with a smile, "Father, you're back."

Seeing his son, Su Wangkun eased his eyes a little, smiled and made people sit down again, patted Su Changliu on the shoulder, and said: "Aliu, dad is coming back late, you shouldn't be tired, and the rest is up to you. Let dad handle it."

Seeing that Mr. Su had returned, Tang Su felt more relieved, patted Ren Yun to signal him not to move, yawned, and fell asleep with his head resting on Ren Yun's shoulder.

Ren Yun carefully hugged the ancestor in his arms, curled up his eyes, and played with Tang Su's hair with his fingers.

The white-bearded elder had a bad heart, and said with a smile: "Master Su, I just said..."

"Perhaps someone Fang can clear up your doubts." Fang Wenrui, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, seeing the white-bearded elder's face suddenly covered with gloom, he laughed, "As early as three years ago, the world began to rise. Rumors, it was rumored that the original leader of the Wulin League did many shameless and nasty things, which made it the only martial arts sect, but it subsided after a while. At that time, many people thought it was groundless, and the Wulin League did not Didn't care."

"It wasn't until nearly half a year ago that this rumor started to rise again, and some people spread a lot of evidence. The elders of the Wulin League began to investigate this matter. As for why they finally found Sujiazhuang, someone Fang didn't know."

Hearing this, Ren Yun slightly paused the hands playing with Tang Su's soft hair, and said with a smile: "Don't do anything wrong, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door, the Wulin League is so panicked..."

"The Martial Arts League did not attack Sujiazhuang for this reason, as I said just now..."

"The rumors are indeed true." Su Wangkun sat down with his sleeves flicked, and looked at the white-bearded elder with a sneer, "But it wasn't the Sujiazhuang who released it. Since the Wulin League insists on thinking it is the Sujiazhuang, then the Sujiazhuang is naturally You're welcome, I'm here to confirm the rumors to you all."

After finishing speaking, Su Wangkun stood up, made a gesture of invitation, and led a group of people out of Linzhu Hall.

Ren Yun calmly hugged the sleeping Tang Su and followed.

Su Wangkun carried a lantern, and the corpses outside had been cleaned up. If there were no traces of the fight, what happened just now seemed to be just a nightmare.

After walking through a long corridor with seven turns and eight turns, a group of people came to Su Wangkun's bedroom. After filing in, Su Wangkun closed the door and walked to an incense burner beside the bed. A secret door suddenly appeared on the side, Su Wangkun didn't say much, just walked in with a lantern.

Daozi in white followed first, followed by the others, until the last one, Ren Yun, also came in, and the secret door was closed.

The secret path was also built like a maze. Su Wangkun led a group of people through countless fork roads, and finally came to a stone room.

All the nasty things done by the leader of the Martial Arts League back then were recorded in brocade books by the first owner of Sujiazhuang, in detail, and all kinds of evidence that the owner tried his best to collect were sealed in this place.

Many years ago, there were constant disputes among various factions in the rivers and lakes. The founder of the Wulin League was a young boy who had just entered the rivers and lakes. After making a name for himself, he met the first owner of Sujiazhuang.

And, what is now called the Demon Sect by various sects in the Central Plains, is the first leader of the Demon Sect.

At that time, several people were high-spirited young men, and the leader was superb in martial arts, eloquent, and had a bold temper, which was very different from the gentle but honest Sujiazhuang owner and the straightforward, outspoken leader of the Demon Cult. Soon to be friends, the three of them became sworn brothers on a sunny day.

Then, the leader of the martial arts alliance proposed to establish a martial arts alliance to maintain the order of the world, and he strongly invited two close friends. Faced with the invitation of their best friends, the two of them naturally would not refuse. A sect that maintains order.

However, the mutation also started from here.

The leader of the Demon Cult has a carefree personality, and his martial arts practice is extremely powerful, and he has the potential to surpass the leader of the martial arts alliance. There are many followers in the world, and the owner of Sujiazhuang is kind, can handle everything very properly, and is willing to give , naturally also has a group of followers, and gradually, there are some discordant voices in the arena.

Perhaps the years have worn away the original oath, or it may have been blinded by power.

The leader of the martial arts alliance has murderous intentions towards the two close friends from the past.

Simply killing him is definitely not enough, that reputation must also be destroyed.

Therefore, the martial arts leader designed to make the demon leader go crazy, killed many innocent people, and released rumors that his martial arts would cause people to become renounced, bloodthirsty, and led a group of people to surround and kill him, but he escaped. Leaving the Central Plains, he established his own sect in the Western Regions, and occasionally massacred members of the Wulin League passing through the Western Regions to vent his anger, and gradually became the Demon Cult in the Central Plains.

Before taking action against Sujiazhuangzhuang, the owner of Sujiazhuangzhuang realized something when the leader of the demon sect went crazy, and immediately threatened to withdraw from the martial arts. Sujiazhuang was established, and the rule of prohibiting carrying weapons was established. Seeing this, the martial arts leader stopped killing them all, and the matter stopped here.

The white-bearded elder's complexion is quite ugly now.

To be honest, the murder of a close friend is not a glorious thing, not to mention that the Wulin League has always regarded itself as a decent thing, and scoffed at such dirty things. If this matter is exposed, the Wulin League's foothold in the arena may be unstable .

Tang Su was half asleep and half awake after listening to it for a while, and continued to sleep as he found it meaningless.

Ren Yun listened very seriously, smiling and looking at Luo Diheng, whose face remained unchanged, thoughtfully.

"The only one who knows about these things is Sujiazhuang. The Demon Sect has long been far away from the Central Plains. Naturally, Sujiazhuang is the first to find out such remarks." Su Wangkun said coldly, "I have always followed the teachings of my ancestors, I never let this matter out, since the Wulin League wants to do something, it is natural to accompany it to the end."

At the end, Su Wangkun looked at the silent white-bearded elder and sneered, "Otherwise, do you think you can let me go there personally for such a big list that you put on the frontier as bait?"

The white-bearded elder's heart skipped a beat, the muscles on his face twitched, his teeth rattled, and he almost wanted to violently kill Su Wangkun immediately.

"Since you are so sure that Sujiazhuang will make this statement, then your wishes will be fulfilled." Su Wangkun looked at the silent old monsters and said in a low voice, "Everyone, what do you think?"

"Poverty Dao has no objections," Bai Yi Daozi sighed softly, with a look of regret on his brows, "It's just that this truth is really... surprising."

Fang Wenrui smiled and said, "Since the truth has come out, it is time for people to know the truth."

The Wulin League, which has been famous for a hundred years, is afraid that it will be stained with indelible stains.

Luo Diheng said indifferently: "I told you that this matter was told by a certain person personally, and I invite you to testify."

Su Wangkun was a little stunned, squinting his eyes and said: "What? Just now I was desperately trying to kill someone, and now I have to admit it myself? I still remember that it was you, the leader, who came to find the venue I wanted."

"It's not what someone wants to kill and silence," Luo Diheng looked at the furious white-bearded elder, and actually evoked a very light smile. Under the illumination of the night pearl, there was a faint hint of evil on that upright and dignified face. "Someone is not a good person. He has only been the leader of the martial arts for two or three years. How can he be against an elder with decades of experience?"

Luo Diheng knew from the very beginning that the strategy that the white-bearded elder hastily formulated had a less than [-]% chance of success, but he still chose to support it vigorously. The purpose was naturally very simple.

Wouldn't it be good to take this opportunity to get rid of these people who rely on the old and betray the old?

"Once power is involved, how can there be any clean and good people?" Luo Diheng said with a smile, "It's a pity that there is only one left."

The mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole is behind.

I just don't know, who is the real oriole?

Su Wangkun smiled in relief, and said meaningfully: "This Elder He is probably the most powerful and powerful one."

Luo Diheng nodded slightly as a response.

"Then," Su Wangkun looked at Elder He and paused, "You are the one who caused me, Aliu, to be seriously injured."

Before he finished speaking, Luo Diheng caught Elder He in an instant. At the same time, Su Wangkun snatched the sword from Daozi Baiyi, and pierced Elder He's heart with his sword.

The blood-like coral beads slid down in strings and broke instantly when they hit the ground. The night pearls inlaid on the wall reflected Elder He's unwilling face.

Daozi in white looked at the brocade book as if he hadn't seen it.

Su Wangkun wiped the blade of the sword clean, and returned it to Daozi in white. Looking at the silent elders of Qingmo Palace and the head of Guan Shantang, he asked, "Both of you?"

"Master Su's move is probably inappropriate." The Supreme Elder of Qingmo Palace frowned slightly, "At any rate..."

"If he doesn't come to provoke my Sujiazhuang, why should I do this." Su Wangkun said coldly, "I just think that it is appropriate to cut the weeds and root them out."

The head of Guan Shantang nodded and said: "If we don't cut the weeds and roots at this time, I'm afraid there will be no peace in Sujiazhuang in the future. The look in Elder He's eyes just now obviously won't let it go."

"...Forget it," the elder of Qingmo Palace sighed, "I'm getting old, and I don't bother to care about such things."

Luo Diheng lifted Elder He's body, restored his dignified appearance, and said in a deep voice, "Let's go."

It was still Su Wangkun who took the lead and led the crowd out.

After walking out of the secret room, there was already a faint line of whiteness in the sky.

Several people invited by Mo Chisheng were temporarily accommodated by Mr. Su in Sujiazhuang Haosheng. Luo Diheng buried Elder Na He's body hastily, which can be regarded as letting him rest in peace.

"I didn't expect the leader of the martial arts alliance to have such a city. Someone Fang really missed it at the beginning." Fang Wenrui rolled his eyes, looked at Luo Diheng who carved the stele for Elder He, and said softly.

Luo Diheng didn't answer, and carved the stele in silence, then stood up and looked at Fang Wenrui and said, "Aren't you too? With the help of the Wulin League to develop yourself, even the old fox He Jiu was played around by you, everyone Everyone thinks you are a dandy who can't support the wall, a dog of the Wulin League."

Fang Wenrui laughed lightly, intending to seduce people's souls away: "To each other, don't all the people inside think that the leader of the martial arts alliance is a puppet recommended by Elder He?"

The breeze came, and the dead leaves flew down. The two looked at each other and laughed at the same time. Afterwards, Luo Diheng said: "You have left the Wulin League, and I will not pull you back again, so I can do it myself."

"Of course, Mr. Fang still likes to be more comfortable. Being stared at every day is very annoying."

The sky filled the vast sky, one boat after another approached Sujiazhuang, and the villagers who fled with their burdens were taken back to their homes.

Half a month later, the leader of the Wulin League recruited heroes from all over the world, confessed the past mistakes of the Wulin League, and explained everything in Sujiazhuang. Luo Diheng personally promoted several heroes with unlimited potential, and started to shape the Wulin League again.

The wound on Su Changliu's back was not deep, and with Mo Chisheng's help, he almost healed soon. When Su Wangkun knew that his son would no longer be prone to diseases as before, he was so excited that he picked up the already eight-foot boy as a puppet. Su Changliu circled around several times, and then was very aggrieved when Mo Chisheng hit him with a chestnut.

Tang Su rolled his eyes at Su Wangkun, this old man Su is good at everything, but sometimes his brain is not so good.

After that, Cui Zhu still stayed in his small kitchen, not the same as before, as if he wasn't the one who rushed to kill with a gun.

Liu Jun said something to his master, and got his master's permission to stay in Sujiazhuang, and he probably won't leave for a while.

The days seem to be so leisurely.

The author has something to say:

_(:з)∠)_ Now that the new list has no exposure, I beg all the little angels to recommend it... The collection breaks 110 and adds a new chapter, okay? QAQ