The First Thousand Three Hundred and Eighteen Chapters of the Treatment of Real People (Four)

A stone stirred up a thousand waves.

There was a lot of discussion.

Mingshi made all sorts of quibbles in front of him, but at this time, he confessed, doesn't it mean he punched himself in the face, Zhao Yu's face, and everyone in the Zhao family's face?

The most annoyed is Zouping.

He lost three subordinates. If there is no way to discuss this matter, how will he face his brothers in the future? How else to lead this legendary division?

"quiet!"

As soon as Kong Wen drank, everyone became quiet.

Lu Zhou looked at Ming Shiyin: "Why?"

"Xiqishu, he should be damned!" Ming Shiyin said.

Lu Zhou did not continue to ask, but looked at him, waiting for his further supplements.

Just damn it, the reason isn't good enough.

Ming Shiyin noticed the meaning of waiting from his master's scrutiny eyes, and his heart sank, and he gritted his teeth: "Because, he killed my brother, Meng Sheng."

Zhiwenzi, Zhiwuzi: "..."

The rest looked puzzled.

None of the people present had heard of this name, nor did Tomoko and Tomoko. But they know the meaning of the word "Meng". This verifies the previous conjecture - this person is the remnant of the Meng family.

"Meng Sheng? Your brother?" Lu Zhou wondered.

"Me and Meng Sheng grew up in Meng's Mansion. At the age of eight, Meng Sheng was killed by Xi Qishu." Ming Shiyin was open and honest.

Everyone in Motian Pavilion was also surprised.

Ming Shiyin smiled and said, "I'm not the kind of person who likes to complain. I'm too lazy to talk about the past."

No one wants to keep talking about the unforgettable past.

It doesn't matter whether others believe it or not.

Xi Qishu is dead, this is the greatest consolation to Meng Sheng's spirit in the sky.

He admitted in public that he didn't want to deceive the master. As for the follow-up, he didn't care. Even if the master punished heavily, he felt that it was all worth it.

"One life is worth one life, very reasonable." Lu Zhou nodded in agreement.

"?"

Lu Zhou's words stunned everyone.

Ming Shiyin was even more surprised. Master doesn't ask whether it's true or false, so he's not afraid that I'm making it up?

Zouping and Zhiwenzi brothers also have this idea.

Zhiwenzi said, "Which Meng mansion is the little brother talking about?"

"Correct you, he is not young, and secondly, he is not your brother." Kong Wen said.

Zhi Wenzi showed an embarrassed look and said, "I'm sorry."

Ming Shiyin said: "Meng Mingshi, the god of war in Laoshan."

Hearing this, Zhiwenzi's heart moved.

In fact, he already had the answer, but this time it was just a double-check.

So he said: "It turned out to be the Meng Mansion. Unfortunately, the Meng Mansion has no such character as Meng Sheng. You said that General Xi killed Meng Sheng, so he must show some evidence? You can tell right from black and white.”

"The old man's words,

is evidence. "Lu Zhou said.

Tomoko: "..."

He felt his cheeks, as if being slapped invisibly.

Lu Zhou looked at Zhiwenzi and said: "When the old man accepted him as his apprentice, he was still young, only ten years old. He originally carried a piece of jade with him, and the word was engraved on the jade: Ming. So the old man named him Ming Shiyin. , everything in the world has cause and effect, do not chase the filth, do not fall into the darkness, forget the troubles, have a clear mind, and see the heart..."

For a long time, Ming Shiyin believed that the name was just a code name.

It doesn't matter what it's called, as long as it's not too unpleasant.

He even jokes about his surname occasionally, such as his fondness for the surname Ri.

The traditional concept of the ancients has always been that a man does not change his name and does not change his surname. For Ming Shiyin, who acts unruly, this is just empty words and is not bound by it.

Since ancient times, it is the responsibility of parents to choose a name, and the expectations for the child are given in the name, which will accompany the child for a lifetime. But his parents are too extravagant for him, and they will not expect anything extravagantly.

Master's remarks, how could Ming Shiyin remain silent.

...

Zhiwenzi continued with an embarrassed expression: "Old gentleman, how can you be convinced by what you said?"

The voice fell.

Lu Zhou raised his hand and slapped it.

The golden palm print pushed it towards Zhiwenzi.

It is exactly the same as the palm that hit Zouping just now. The four characters of "Sacred Sage and Abandoned Wisdom" hang between the five fingers. The golden dragon swims like a gust of wind, interspersing the four characters into a line.

Tomoko was taken aback.

Back and forth.

"Big brother!"

Zhiwuzi came to Zhiwenzi, and the two joined forces to burst out four palm prints.

boom!

The golden palm remained motionless and rushed to the two of them.

Boom!

The two flew out backwards, spit out a mouthful of blood on their backs, and then landed at the same time.

Zhiwenzi and Zhiwuzi were surging with blood, and the pain was unbearable. They hurriedly stood up and supported their bodies, but the strength of the palm print was so overbearing that the two vomited blood as soon as they got up.

"Sir!" the subordinates exclaimed.

"No...it's fine." Zhiwenzi raised her hand.

He knew why Luzhou would take action.

Because when he said that questioning sentence, it was already an act of death.

There is absolutely no need for anyone who can defeat Zouping with one move to reason with you here.

He judged that the old man in front of him had a high probability of being a real person.

Tomobuko endured the pain and cupped his hands: "Thank you old gentleman for not killing him."

Lu Zhou said lightly:

"For this old man, killing all of you is the same as telling the truth, the same effect and purpose can be achieved."

Everyone backed away in unison.

Hundreds of people flying riding, even more complex changes.

Zhiwenzi was speechless and did not dare to say anything.

At this time, a voice came from a distance:

"Fan Zhenren is here."

Zhiwenzi and Zhiwuzi looked overjoyed.

Zouping also quickly waved his hand, and the two flying riders stepped forward to support him and stood up with difficulty.

Zhiwenzi thought it was just a trivial matter, but he didn't expect that Fan Zhenzhen would really appreciate it.

He and Tomoko turned around, followed the sound, and waited.

Zouping is the same.

Bairen Feiqi, as well as Zhiwenzi's subordinates, were even more pious and awe-inspiring.

But the next sentence made them like pouring cold water.

"Let him wait outside." Lu Zhou said indifferently.

"..."

These words are neither light nor heavy, but they contain a strange magic that makes everyone puzzled and surprised.

Of course Zhao Yu understood, and immediately said, "I'll go."

Not long before and after, Zhao Yu returned.

He bowed to Luzhou and said, "Fan Zhenren said that he is willing to wait for you. When you say to see him, he will come in again."

Tomoko: "..."

Tomoko poked Tomoko with his elbow, wanting to ask, is this scene wrong?

Tomoko turned sideways with a puzzled look on his face, feeling extremely irritable.

Just about to speak up.

Another voice came from outside: "Forty-nine Swords, please see me."

This time, before Lu Zhou could speak, Zhao Yu said impatiently, "Let them wait."

"Yes."

Soon, the cultivator who passed the news turned back and said, "Forty-nine Swords Yuanlang said that Qin Zhenren has orders, and he must send the gift to the old gentleman. He said that things are very important."

"Let him come in alone." Lu Zhou said.

"Yes."

Not long after, Yuanlang walked in respectfully, holding the brocade box in his hand.

He didn't know there were so many people inside.

This came in, even more puzzled.

Glancing left and right, I saw Zhiwenzi and Zhiwuzi, as well as Zouping.

However, they are not within the scope of this mission.

Yuanlang stepped forward and said, "Forty-nine swords, Yuanlang, meet the old gentleman."

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