Luo nine needles

Chapter 61 Thoughtful

The capital is covered in silver, and the streets are as lively as ever. All kinds of bright clothes turn winter into a vivid painting.

The restaurants and teahouses are in full bloom, and the gambling houses are also in full swing.

"My boss—my boss—" the two guys from Huixian Tower couldn't squeeze in, so they could only shout at the top of their voices, "The old boss is dying—"

These words finally made Gao Xiaoliu look up from the crowd.

"My dad is dying again?" He asked, looking at the people next to him, "How many times is this this year?"

The rich man has been paralyzed for many years, relying on his family's money to buy countless fairy medicines, he hangs his breath. There are two or three times a year that the true and false will be broken, and even his son is used to it.

The people around laughed: "No matter how many times it is, go and have a look."

After talking, everyone squeezed Gao Xiaoliu out and competed to occupy the position.

Gao Xiaoliu flicked his sleeves angrily: "I'm about to win."

Two shop assistants grabbed his sleeves, lifted him skillfully and left.

Gao Xiaoliu did not come back that night, and the people in the casino were not surprised: "His father tricked him back, and he will be locked up in the ancestral hall for at least one day."

In the Gao Mansion at night, Gao Xiaoliu did not sleep soundly in the ancestral hall, the latest newspaper was placed in front of him.

"Caught it so quickly?" He scoffed, "What a waste."

Zhike also looked a little helpless: "This actor is too sloppy in his actions. I have already told him that his family is in ruins. It is not like before. No one covers him. I also told him what troubles he caused in the capital, but he swaggered. Think of yourself as a fugitive."

"Even if my father didn't give instructions, I can't protect this kind of trash even if I want to." Gao Xiaoliu said angrily, and then looked at Zhike, "Why is there such a trash in the door? It's really unworthy, it shouldn't be kept."

"This is what I said, no matter how unworthy the descendants are, they are still descendants. How can the family really ignore it?"

There was a voice to blame.

Gao Xiaoliu didn't turn his head, and said in a drawn-out tone, "Father—you really don't feel backache when you lie down and talk, and it's your son and I who are doing the work now."

Zhike has already gone to the bedside, helping the rich man to sit up slowly.

"Nonsense." The rich man said, "It's the back that hurts when you lie down and sleep."

Gao Xiaoliu turned around, although his face was disdainful, but his eyes were full of smiles: "Father, you also feel sorry for your son and me."

The rich man pointed to the side: "Sixth Master, please sit down." He called the acquaintance, "Hurry up and serve Sixth Master good tea."

Gao Xiaoliu sat down grinning, and Zhike brought him tea with a smile.

The rich man asked: "The child was really caught?"

Gao Xiaoliu snorted, "It's faster than I expected."

"I'm afraid I'm going to suffer." The rich man sighed, "He's a kid from the country, I'm sorry for him."

In fact, although he has been scolding the actor from the beginning until now, and he was asking for trouble when the actor was caught, Gao Xiaoliu is still a little uncomfortable. After all, if he helped, it would not be like this.

As for your own people, you can swear as much as you want behind closed doors, it's a bit awkward to see you in trouble.

"Father, you let him be arrested by the government. You arrested Motu for the government's announcement, so that the world and our fellow surviving people will know that we are still there?" He asked, "And then?"

"Then save him." The rich man said, "Let people in the sect know that there are still people who can protect the fellow sect and take care of the family business."

Gao Xiaoliu was startled, as if he understood.

Take on the family business.

family business.

The Momen broke up after being hit hard, but the industry is still there.

And it is a huge family business, a lot of money and a lot of talented people.

"The head of the sect is gone, the elders are all dead, and the Mo sect has no family members. This is our real crisis." The rich man said, leaning on the pillow and sighing softly.

There is no family without a family.

If things go on like this, Momen will really disappear.

"Looking at the recent events, it can be seen that the children of the family are still determined, so it is time to revive the family business." The rich man said, he sat up straight on the bed, his eyes sparkling, "to choose a new The head of the sect, take up the family business and pass it on, so that the head will not be in vain at the expense of his life—"

At this point he coughed violently.

Gao Xiaoliu and Zhike rushed over.

"Father, just talk as you say, why are you so excited." Gao Xiaoliu patted and complained.

Zhike holds a bowl to feed water.

The wealthy man coughed for a moment, panted and said, "I'm not excited, I want to calm down, I must live and watch the new head appear with my own eyes."

Gao Xiaoliu coughed lightly: "So, father, you mean to use saving that actor as a test to select a new head?" Having said that, she snorted again, "Isn't this actor too flattering? Only those who have passed the test can be elected.”

The rich man said: "Even if it's not just one thing, let's get to know each other. This is the beginning."

Gao Xiaoliu raised his eyebrows: "Then this is going to provoke the government? Our charges have not been cleared yet."

"Provocative? If we continue to live in a hut like this, whether we need to be wiped out by the government, our Momen will really be wiped out." The rich man said, "If we can revive the family business, there may be hope that we can be cleared of the crime."

The charges have been cleared, King Jin was flogged to death, what hope can Momen, who is in collusion with King Jin, have to be cleared of charges? He is not related to the emperor, why is his father suddenly so dazed?Gao Xiaoliu said: "Father, you are older than me, but you look more like a kid than me?"

The rich man glared at him, sat up straight with his chest straight: "I'm going to die, I'm going to die, what am I afraid of, I dare to think about anything—"

Before he finished speaking, he coughed violently again.

Gao Xiaoliu and Zhike hurriedly patted and fed the water again.

After all, he is not reconciled, and his health is getting worse and worse. If he died at that time, he would have died. Now he is half dead, and his death is not in peace. Gao Xiaoliu sighed inwardly.

"Okay, okay, okay, okay." He said repeatedly, "You are the most powerful in your age, and you are right in everything you say."

Zhike also nodded again and again: "Master, don't worry, the young master is here. With the young master, you can get what you want, so don't worry about everything."

The rich man Gao finally recovered his breath, leaned on the pillow and said, "That's right, Xiao Liu is here, I'll leave it to Xiao Liu."

Gao Xiaoliu curled her lips: "I really owed you in my previous life to have you as a father, I know, I'm going to issue a hero order, begging for a hero who can save the actors and save my Momen from being in danger again. "

"You said that my father is also the same, and this is still using the hero post?"

After leaving his father's house, Gao Xiaoliu said to Zhike with his hands in his hands.

"In this world, besides me, a hero, who else can do it?"

Zhike laughed: "Young master has great talent, master knows it, and it's time for others to know it too."

"Is there any way, who else can I rely on?" Gao Xiaoliu said, stretching out his fingers, "Rely on the actor in the East Hall, or rely on the ruler in the West Hall?"

Zhike laughed and corrected: "It's Qixing, it's called Qixing."

Gao Xiaoliu flicked his sleeves: "Whatever his name is?"

Zhu Chuan got into the crowded prison, but he didn't see Huo Lian.

"Where's the governor?" Zhu Chuan asked.

"I didn't see the governor today." Said the guard in the cell.

"The government also said that they didn't see the governor." Zhu Chuan said in surprise, "Where else can the governor go? He didn't enter the palace either."

The bearded man came in from the outside at this time, rubbing his hands and said, "It's still warm in the cell." Hearing Zhu Chuan's words, he replied, "In the weapon room, I saw it when I put the weapons just now."

Zhu Chuan looked puzzled: "Why did you go to the weapon room again?" After saying that, he hurried out.

Huo Lian was indeed in the weapon room, holding a sword in one hand and a knife in the other. After looking at it for a moment, the sword collided violently.

With a clang, Zhu Chuan covered his ears and walked over.

None of the swords were broken, Huo Lian continued to look at them.

"It's not very good, it's not bad," Zhu Chuan said.

Huo Lian said in the previous paragraph that the sword became lighter and less sharp, but she never thought that she has been staring at it ever since.

"It's fine if nothing is broken." Huo Lian said, put down the sword in her hand, looked at Zhu Chuan and asked, "What's the matter?"

Zhu Chuan took out a letter and said, "Captain, that Zhang Yuan is quite powerful, he captured Mo Tuzhen who killed Liu Xiucai."

Huo Lian took the letter and read it again: "He is lucky to meet a novice."

Zhu Chuan Le Diandian said: "I'll wait at the gate of the city. As soon as he arrives with someone, I will take him away. Maybe Zhang Yuan will be so angry that he will cry at the gate of the city."

As if thinking of that scene, Zhu Chuan put his hips on his hips and laughed.

After laughing for a while, he didn't hear Huo Lian's reaction. He put away his smile and looked over, and saw Huo Lian holding the six-foot sword in a daze again.

"Captain?" He called helplessly.

Huo Lian looked up at him: "When you found this sword, were there two people in the nearby temple?"

(End of this chapter)