Chapter 8: Seeing the Dragon(2)()

"Thank you brothers for your hard work. The gang leader thanks you for your loyalty and hard work over the years. This time, it depends on your strength to defeat the mirage demon. These are the gang leader's intentions."

Murong Zhi delivered gold and silver to the hands of every pirate brother. The envelope was Murong Zhi's kitsch handwriting, which was printed in the same woodblock as the standard calligraphy on the copybook. The pirates held the envelope respectfully and gratefully, as if holding the Taoist talisman.

Bah! My father’s style is truly a thief, but it’s different from her small pattern. He just throws a lot of money on his brothers.

Suddenly, my mind slammed.

Hey hey hey hey, this kind of work that is buying people's hearts should be something I do. How could my father ask her to do it? Regardless of whether it is identity or order, I am higher than her.

"Young Master, my wife asked you to change your dress first, and you will have to do the chores for the banquet after the meeting."

Murong Zhi told me lightly, as if I was a stranger. I waited for her to suddenly approach her ear and curse me or slapped me, but unfortunately she didn't wait in the end.

Things have become very unreasonable.

The banquet started on time on the second day, which was a full moon night. The seats were set on the deck in the center of the building, with barriers blocking around them, and bright candles lit from the four corners.

Brothers from Wubaihao took their positions according to their seniority, and some leaders even attended with their wives and children.

My father was sitting on the top chair, and my mother was the wife of the village, sitting on his right hand. Murong Zhi and I sat side by side with our left hand according to the old rules. We were all on our desks with a plate of mirage demon jerkraut, and a pot of strong wine spread across the sky, earth and water. My father expressed his thanks words:

"For so many years, brothers have been selling my blood and life for me. I will share all the gold, silver and jewelry. The battle tonight has been completed, and the swords can be put away. I promised my brothers a good ending, but now the peaceful Baiyun Township is not far away. I have not let you down!"

He pointed at the ocean surface in the southeast, and the brothers shouted:

"Long live the king! Long live the king!"

"I have one more thing to say."

I noticed Murong Zhi in the neighbor's seat trembled slightly.

In the cabin below, I looked at my mother's tone, but my mother knew nothing. I didn't know what wonderful decision my father would make. However, I guess it should be about Murong Zhi.

"Everyone knows that Zhi'er is the second child's baby daughter. Without the second child, there will be no gang glory and brothers' life today. Many of the old brothers present also know that I promised that the second child would find a good husband for Zhi'er."

The father paused, "However, I never said that my little boy was going to marry Zhi'er. There are some rumors in private that Zhi'er and my little boy are just farts. Please clarify."

"My sister and I are innocent. I really treat her as my own sister. My brothers misunderstood on weekdays. Don't be famous for your father."

I stood up and calmly confirmed to the stunned leaders.

My father said that Zhi'er and I should forget it. This must have made my mother feel relieved. I don't care. I don't want to hate my woman as my wife. But I don't know who will wash my underwear in the future. Some things are sad that change.

But my father won't just treat Murong Zhi in the future. He is a robber who can rush to his brothers.

Sure enough, my father walked to Murong Zhishi, took off the ring on his right hand with four fingers, and raised it high:

"This ring is a storage ring, which contains the savings of the second in command over the past ten years."

Murong Ziling has been dead for ten years, how can he still have savings?

I and everyone understand.

"In my mind, the second child has never died. Every time we do a business, I have to leave a portion for him. It has been ten years, and Zhi'er is also sixteen years old. The gold, silver and jewelry accumulated in this ring should be handed over to her. The second child, you have a spirit in heaven, I have given all your property to your baby daughter!"

My father's tears rolled down, and Murong Zhi's eyes also swollen.

She kowtowed her father three times respectfully, solemnly took the ring, put on her little finger on her left hand, but no tears fell out.

"Thank you for your adoptive father."

After a moment of silence on the table, the brothers began to praise their father's loyalty in endless praise.

Giving Murong Zhi an adult with the registry representing Murong Ziling not only means that she has financial independence, but also means that Murong Zhi inherited Murong Ziling's status and is no longer dominated by my mother.

"You just came to our house to live, because the second child is younger than me, so I asked you to be Jiankong's sister. Now that you are independent, you will be based on your actual age. Konger, you will be called Sister Zhier from today."

My father laughed heartily and patted me on the shoulder.

"I can't tease you Sister Zhi'er again!"

I understand everything. It’s all for helping Murong Zhi create momentum. My father is so outward!

"Call your sister quickly. Why are you embarrassed?"

How can I call a maid sister who has served me since childhood! Unfair! Unfair! Unfair! Oh my God!

"Maybe my brother was not used to it for a while, so my adoptive father would ask my brother to adapt for a while."

Murong Zhi finally released a fatal blow ready to go.

"Sister. Congratulations."

I want to endure! Tolerance! Tolerance!

Murong Zhi and I touched the wine glass, and I sipped it all in one mouthful with the determination of "A gentleman takes revenge, it will not be too late for ten years."

"Feast!"

"Okay! OK! From now on, the siblings help each other and our gang will definitely create new glory in Baiyun Township!"

The idiots below are making excuses again. Have you ever considered my mood?

I was in a very bad mood at this banquet. The Mirage Demon Pae did not move at all.

Murong Zhi didn't move at all.

"You reported my mother and I persecuted you?"

I asked.

"There is no distortion of the facts, no plot is added, but just a true statement to the adoptive father. In order to properly resolve the problem for many years, the adoptive father used extraordinary measures to make me completely independent from my family and I will not have conflicts with you."

"My mother is very sensible to you."

"I know why she hates me, and I don't hate my wife either. It's just that I have my own mission and plan, and I don't want to be restricted by your actions. After waiting for many years, it's finally a day when the time is ripe."

"Then you must hate me."

Murong Zhi took a sip of wine and did not answer.

The breeze came gently, blew the barriers around, and also blew on Murong Zhi's face and cloudy hair.

We have been together for ten years, and I am very familiar with her, but when I think about it carefully, I am very unfamiliar with her.

When I needed a maid to cook and do laundry, I saw her face that would always be her unchanging dead.

But I don’t know where she was doing, what she was doing, what she was thinking, what she liked, and what dreams she had when I was practicing, reading, and playing with pirates.

I used to know Murong Zhi, who was called "Tool", and Murong Zhi, who was called "Man", had never seen him. Or, he only occasionally missed him during the only class his mother taught her.

And all my bad and privacy were exposed in her eyes.

The more I think about it, the more annoyed and discouraged I feel.

Suddenly, the sound of a flute came from the sea.

The sound of the flute that cleanses people's hearts.

The sound of the flute that frees me from my worries.

"Look at the moon in the sky!"

Someone shouted.

The pirates stopped urging to drink and go crazy, looking up at the bright moon in the sky.

A black dot in the moon fell to our building ship, and the sound of the flute was emitted by that black dot.

A young man with a white dress and a very skeleton fell into the barrier. He held a jade flute in his hand, his head was not tied, and his long hair was draped over his shoulders.

This is the dress of a hermit, a savage, and a madman. It is also the dress of a cultivator.

"Who!"

"Grandpa is having a drink, why are the savages here to make fun of it!"

Several pirates who had drunk too much cursed, and they wanted to draw their swords, but when they thought that the slaves had already untied the swords, they rushed up and taught the young master a lesson with their fists and feet.

I don’t know if it was because of the pirate’s mind that was enchanted by the food and food, or if this young master had any strange body skills or spells. The pirates didn’t even touch the corner of their clothes, but they stumbled and tripped to the ground.

I was not devoted to the banquet, so I was not confused by these guys, and had a clear mind to observe the young master's actions. I was deeply trained by my father in hell, and I was proud of my little eyesight, but I couldn't see any clues about him.

Looking back at my father, I always want to be a man who stands alone. Although I am reluctant, I often have an instinctive dependence on my father, and I always think that my father can solve all problems. If my father is there, bad things can always be remedied.

"Where did this friend come from? Why did he come to my boat?"

The father stood up, which was his attitude towards those he looked down upon.

"At the bottom is a casual cultivator from Longkong Island. He walked on the moon in the morning. Suddenly, he saw your boat having a banquet and was ready to beg for a jar of wine."

My father threw him a jar of wine.

"please!"

The young master stopped at the jar thrown by his father at his fingertips, and sucked it all in a gurgling manner, "Wonderful! I only regret too little," he praised.

My father threw ten oaths in a row, and the young man took a bite, as if he had an unfilled stomach.

Finally at the 48th oath, the young master patted his stomach and sniffed, saying "It's enough"

It's really pretending to be b.
To be continued...