Myths Begin From Boys' Gong

Chapter 751 Worship (for subscription)

After entering the Chen family's mansion, Meng Zhaocai discovered that it was actually a large house. According to the layout, it should be a courtyard with four entrances. The house is decent every day.

However, at this time, the Chen family's mansion is full of desolation and dilapidation. Not only is the general environment uninhabited, but it is cold, even cold, and weeds are overgrown. Reasonable, visible decay.

The lame old man walked in front without saying a word. Although he dragged a broken leg, he was holding a sharp spear cut into half in his hand. In a big house.

The door of this room was wide open, and there were white and black letters on the doors on both sides of the door. White lanterns were hung high, which made the originally dark environment a little more bright, and the interior was brightly illuminated.

Before a few people approached the house, a yellow-haired native dog sprang out from the house. Its mouth was already old, and its spirit was obviously tired and weak. However, facing the strange Meng Zhao and the other three, it still grinned and showed a strong sense of humor. Vigilance, even aggression.

Following the yellow dog was a little boy about seven or eight years old, dressed in filial piety, with a white cloth belt wrapped around his head, walking out with a sheathed sword in his face, and hugged the barking yellow dog.

After all, it is a loyal dog protecting its owner. After the little boy hugged his neck, the dog just muffled his head and choked his throat, but never barked again, which is somewhat spiritual.

Look at this little boy again, he looks like a tiger, with big eyes, very upright and attractive.

Ran's face was stern, with a maturity that was very different from this age, and he looked at Meng Zhao and the three hostilely.

"Grandpa Jiang, who are they?"

The lame old man looked at the boy with his only remaining eye, feeling distressed and relieved at the same time, and said softly,

"It's a foreigner. I heard about the master, and I'm impressed by the chivalry of the master. I'm here to offer incense."

Only then did the little boy breathe a sigh of relief, and his expression eased a lot. He got up and saluted with his sword in front of his chest, and said,

"So that's how it is. Since you come to pay homage to your late father, you are friends. Let's come with Chen Tai."

Straightforward, although he feels a little grown-up, he also has some tolerance. What's more, this boy has a good foundation in martial arts at such a young age. It may not be profound, but he has also entered the true biography.

Seeing that his originally immature right palm is covered with blunt calluses, he must have been holding and practicing swords for many years. I am afraid that he has been enlightened to practice martial arts at the age of five or six, which is really good.

Meng Zhao showed appreciation. Although he came to the door with the idea of ​​taking advantage of the Chen family's mother and son, he never had any thoughts of harming the Chen family's mother and son.

According to his current observations, this boy from the Chen family is not bad. Facing great changes, he is mature enough and stable enough to fight desperately. At the same time, he practiced martial arts hard enough.

After entering the mourning hall, I saw a beautiful, pale woman with a faint sense of sadness kneeling on the left side of the lower part of the mourning hall.

There is no makeup on the face, the face is facing the sky, and the age is not too old, but because of mental exhaustion and poor diet, it looks thin and weak.

Dressed up as a widow, she was sprinkling paper money into the burning brazier in her hand, muttering something in her mouth.

Meng Zhao's ears were extraordinary, and he heard that the woman was asking for help from her deceased husband, hoping that his spirit in heaven would protect her son through this catastrophe, and in the future carry the banner of the Chen family again, to let people know that the swordsman of the Chen family is still alive.

It's not really ignorance and ignorance, but after seeing through the reality, we can only pin our hopes on illusory ghosts and gods.

She is also a woman who is soft on the outside and strong on the inside. All she cares about is the life and death of her son, but she doesn't care about her own safety. With a good wife and son like this, Chen Sheng can rest in peace under Jiuquan.

Suppressing the thoughts in his heart, Meng Zhao respectfully bowed three times to Chen Sheng's memorial tablet according to the rules before his death, and offered two sticks of incense for himself and Gu Sinan. one of the people.

Due to his own situation, temperament and other factors, Meng Zhao could never be called a good person, but this did not prevent him from liking and admiring a chivalrous man like Chen Sheng, because it is the existence of such a person that makes people This world full of fame and wealth, blood, conspiracy, and betrayal is full of warmth.

After paying homage to the Kunnan swordsman, Meng Zhao did not leave, but walked slowly to the Chen family's mother and son, bowed slightly, and said in a low voice to the two,

"Mrs. Chen, little brother Chen, I know a thing or two about your current situation.

Chen Sheng is a hero, he is a hero, and his widow and descendants should not be bullied like this, nor should they be threatened by that evil heretic. I admire Chen Daxia for his chivalrous deeds, and I am willing to help you. I don't know you two how about? "

Meng Zhao could see clearly that the mother and son of the Chen family, including the only old man with a crippled leg, had reached the end of their ropes, and they were cheerful people themselves. When dealing with this situation, they should not be sneaky and annoying.

Since he intends to use Chen Sheng's brand and relationship to do things, instead of hiding it, it is better to get straight to the point and directly explain his intentions.

He is not a person who does evil, but just wants to expand the power of the Lingwu Meng family here. For him and the Chen family, cooperation is a win-win situation.

Sure enough, Chen Liushi's eyes lit up immediately, and there was a glimmer of hope in her beautiful eyes, but with some apprehension and caution, she said,

"Sir, you are quick to speak, and you are willing to help my Chen family. The little lady is very grateful, but please clarify one thing.

Could it be that the son really just wanted to help, without asking for anything in return?

In addition, although the son is willing to help, but do you know what kind of enemies and opponents the little woman is facing? "

The woman is really very eager, longing for someone to extend a hand to their Chen family, at least to keep Chen Tai, the only seedling, so that Chen Sheng will not be left behind.

Now that Meng Zhao fell from the sky, ordinary people may have agreed to it with tears and shouts, and they are even more grateful to Meng Zhao.

After all, the only life-saving rope, when things come to an end, who cares about others?

However, she was still able to remain sober and rational. In addition to investigating her intentions, she could also warn of dangers, which made Meng Zhao feel emotional. Even if such a woman could not be called a heroine among women, she could be regarded as a model of a good wife and mother.

Naturally, the situation that can force her to cry out and cry out, and sigh in the street, must be extremely grim.

Of course, these problems are not problems at all for Meng Zhao.

Chen Sheng didn't offend the whole of Kunnan County, nor did he want to attack the Chen family's mother and son, nor was it a demonic hero like Daozi Tuntian.

what is he afraid of

(End of this chapter)