The whole Songzhai was silent, Erhuang stood with his hands behind his back, and even Dahuang, who had always been unstable, sat upright now, quietly looking at the urn on the booth below the stage. I had never met the bent back Lao Liu, but I had heard many stories about him. This bent back Lao Liu, who wanted to set rules for the people of the world, may not understand the worldly ways of this world, but everyone who brought up the bent back Lao Liu would respect him.

When I heard the etiquette lady introduce the urn that the urn was the bend back of Lao Liu, who was in charge of the capital for a hundred years, two words popped up in my mind.

It's over.

Yuan Tiandao respects the Sixth Master as much as he respects the God in this life.

His only wish when he went to that unknown realm was that Sixth Master would have a good end.

The first thing you do when you are reborn is to go up the mountain to worship Liu Ye with a glass of wine.

After the Sixth Master died, a veteran was in a peaceful way to attend the funeral.

Now that someone has dug out the ashes of Master Liu and sent them here, I understand more than anyone else. It is not that someone can't tolerate this world's number one swordsman who has been buried in peace, but that someone can't tolerate a Yuan Tiandao without the protection of the Liu of the Bent.

Who did this? I couldn't figure out the answer for a while. It was the Xuanyuan Qingtian I had seen in the Yellow Springs. Sixth Master had been restraining the Xuanyuan family all his life, and before his death, he shocked Xuanyuan Qingtian. They hated the bent back Lao Liu to the core and might do such a thing. Liu Qingyun from the Liu family was also possible because he was the person who least wanted Yuan Tiandao to return to Beijing. In addition to Xuanyuan Qingtian and Liu Qingyun, even Dahuang were suspected. After all, it once told me that there was already a nine-dragon coffin from Qinglong Mountain in the world, and Yuan Tiandao who could not tolerate half of the son of Tian. The Ma family in the Northeast wanted to get the cause and effect of the past from Yuan Tiandao, which was one of the suspects.

After thinking about it for a while, I suddenly realized that the world is so big that there is no place for Yuan Tiandao to live in after the curved back Lao Liu.

Sixth Master is dead. When he was resurrected, Yuan’s father led Tianlei to death and died. Yuan Tiandao was protected by all means. Yuan Tiandao was not a person who was good at speaking. Even if he had never said it, I knew the pressure in his heart. The reason why he did not accompany him to Beijing to offer a stick of incense and a glass of wine to Fangbei Lao Liu was also trying to make him sober alone. Now that Fangbei Lao Liu’s ashes appeared here, I can imagine how painful it was when Yuan Tiandao climbed the mountain alone and found that Liu Ye’s grave was squeezing. A person’s ability to bear is limited after all. I can even guess that this matter would be the last straw that crushed Yuan Tiandao.

At this moment, no one bids.

The lower part is still silent.

I took a step forward and picked up the bidding sign on the table.

"Eight thousand, you have to think about it. The ashes of Lao Liu, the bent back, may be the hottest potato in the world." Dahuang said.

"So what?" I said.

"Do you really want me to explain clearly? You can't take over the cause and effect of Yuan Tiandao! No one would want Yuan Tiandao to survive, Liu Jingtang, Gai Jiuyou, including your second uncle Lin Changsheng! And the two people in the Tianzi Jia room, and even everyone who is looking forward to the Jiulong pulling the coffin and setting sail again, don't want Yuan Tiandao to survive!" Dahuang glared at me and said.

Now I know why Liu Xiucai was just telling me about the past. When he was telling me about the past, he specifically reminded me that Yuan Tiandao went to Sanlitun to take Kunlun. When I was leaving, Liu Xiucai told me to take pictures of this jar of ashes. As smart as Liu Xiucai had known about this jar of ashes for a long time, he naturally knew what it meant to take pictures of this jar of ashes. Liu Xiucai was in the turbulent era of the Liu family. He always weighed the pros and cons of things to consider, and no matter how bad he was, he would start with the distinction between grievances and grievances. He wanted to persuade me to take pictures of this jar of ashes, so he told me about Lao Yuan’s kindness to me, but there was one thing that Liu Xiucai might not know. Only Lao Yuan can be moved to all the troubles in this world, regardless of all the grievances and entanglements, regardless of the nine dragons pulling coffins and the so-called eternal truth. Lao Yuan and I are brothers.

The word "brother" can be as light as a feather, and as heavy as a pound.

I raised the license plate.

Dahuang said: "Eight thousand, since ancient times, those who have accomplished great things have all achieved success and ten thousand bones have been destroyed! If you want to act willfully and recklessly in this matter, you may die in the end! Now most of the people you think will help you are trying to take a ride when that day comes. If you do this, you will undoubtedly cut off your own way out!"

"Then don't have a way out." I said.

After saying that, I raised the license plate out of the window.

The etiquette lady looked at me, and Song Zhaili looked at me for countless pairs of eyes.

I turned my head and saw Liu Xiucai standing on the windowsill of the room next to me with tears in his face and staring at me with eyes tightly. I nodded to him. Liu Xiucai raised his hands above his head and bowed deeply to me.

This is the quietest one of the collections that Song Zhai took tonight. I offered a price and the deal was completed after three hits.

The etiquette lady standing on the booth exhaled and looked up at me.

Dahuang sighed and said, "It turns out that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. Baqian. To be honest, you may be the stupidest person I have ever seen in Dog Master. Even though he knew it was a trap, he still jumped in with his teeth."

After saying that, Dahuang changed the subject and said, "But I like Master Dog. I am not Master Dog. If you retreated just now, Master Dog will feel 30% sad. There are too many people talking about people in this world, but fewer and fewer people are doing personnel affairs. It is worthy of being Master Dog's apprentice."

"Come on, brother, I saw that when Baqian was about to take pictures just now, all your hair was blown up, and you were told back and forth." Erhuang slapped the Great Huang in the face without hesitation.

"You know what's the point! You have to do the whole set of acting! Brother, I'm just giving eight thousand tests!" said the Great Huang.

At this moment, footsteps sounded outside the door. The footsteps were not like servants but like the shopkeeper of Song Zhai. Sure enough, a moment later, a knocking sounded. Erhuang went to open the door and saw the shopkeeper of Song Zhai standing outside the door. The shopkeeper came in and pinched Dahuang's face and said, "Little greedy dog, can't wait?"

The shopkeeper waved his hand, and the servants began to deliver dishes to the room. The dishes looked simple and delicious. Dahuang sniffed intoxication and said, "It still tastes the same."

"Stop pretending, your saliva is flowing down, eat." The shopkeeper touched Dahuang's head and said.

As expected, the dark yellow no longer pretended, and looked at the vegetables on the table like a starving ghost reincarnated. Song Zhai's shopkeeper sat down and looked at the wildly eaten dark yellow, his eyes filled with spoiling as if he was looking at his juniors.

In a blink of an eye, Dahuang had wiped out the food on the table. Dahuang spit out a bone and burped in satisfaction and said, "Sister Hong, you shouldn't take the ashes of Lao Liu, the bent back."

The shopkeeper held his cheek with one hand and said, "What should I do? No matter how strong Zhu Tan was back then, it was difficult for him to become a saint with martial arts, let alone that he was born with blood and was cultivated by Liu Bowen himself. He was treated as a food for all kinds of magical medicines. What is so strange about such a person becoming the world's number one? We Xiao Huang may not be worse than him with this condition. Being from a poor family, he was born in a poor family and his domineering ability was cut out with one knife. In other words, Being Being knows that there are many noble sons in poor families.

It is difficult, so I want to give this poor family a great way to walk through. The bent bend Lao Liu, who has not read many books in his life, is much better than some people who talk about sage books every day. Even if the bend bend Lao Liu is not the supreme martial arts master who is rare in a thousand years, just like him, his ashes are considered the supreme treasure of genuineness. Since someone has sent such a thing to Song Zhai, I, Song Zhai, have no reason not to accept it. Instead, it has reduced the reputation of Liu Ye throughout his life."

"That's right. I just put someone in the account on Song Zhai." said the Great Huang.

The shopkeeper said: "Song Zhai's things do not ask where they come from or where they come from. Anyone who is not a fool will understand this matter, and Song Zhai has never seen any ups and downs for so many years. If you are afraid of anything, it would be better to close the door as soon as possible."

After saying this, the shopkeeper Song Zhai looked back at me and said, "Little boy, where is your confidante Aoki?"

Although the shopkeeper of Song Zhai looks young, he is a person who has lived in the same era as Dahuang. It is understandable that she calls me a child, but I opened my mouth but didn't know how to answer the question of where Aoki is now.

The shopkeeper Song Zhai waved his hand without waiting for my answer and said, "All right, I understand. Some men in this world are very strange. Some people can treat brothers like brothers but treat women like clothes. Xiao Huang, don't scratch me with your claws. I'm not saying that you have no conscience."

Dahuang looked disappointed.

The shopkeeper Song Zhai continued: "My girl, Qingmu, has made too many comebacks for you. Some things are me, I may not have the courage to do this. You dare to take down this ashes today for your brothers. But I hope one day, you can also do it like today. Since ancient times, Zhu Tan has been in trouble, and he was once angry with my sister. You have to be too busy with too many things, and I don't force you to save her now. I want to see how good my cold girl will look when she smiles. After all, women of our clan love heroes. It doesn't matter who they are arranged to marry. The person you like must be an invincible and powerful man in the world. Xiao Huang, are you right?"
Chapter completed!