Earth Immortal Righteous Path

Chapter 331
Mei family.

Mr. Feng Shui is wearing a green shirt with yin and yang fish embroidered with gold thread on the neckline and cuffs, and there is a gossip pattern on his chest. He is sitting in front of a table and chair and drinking tea leisurely.

Sitting opposite him was Mei Lian, the second roommate of the Mei family.

The news of Mei Changsu's death has not yet spread.

This time Mr. Feng Shui came here just to inform this matter.

Not long after, Mei Changsu's father, Mei Hong, the head of the house, hurried over.

"Please trouble Mr. Ming Dao to wait. I just came back from outside and was busy sorting out the accounts, so I came a little late."

Mei Hong apologized, he really just came back not long ago.

Mr. Feng Shui does not know his name, outsiders only know his name, called "Mr. Ming Dao".

Mei Hong sat down, and Mei Lian poured hot tea for her elder brother.

Before Mei Hong finished drinking the cup of tea, he suddenly heard a piece of news.

"Chang Su...has already gone!"

Mr. Ming Dao said sadly, with a low and sad tone.

Those who don't know will really be deceived into thinking that he really loves this student.

When Mei Hong first heard the news, he felt as if he had been slapped in the head, he was dizzy and didn't react.

Afterwards, an abnormal flush appeared on his fair face, and his lips pursed a few times, but no sound came out.

Then, he fell back on his back.

"Come quickly! The old man fainted! You people who don't wink, why don't you hurry up and ask for a doctor! What are you doing in a daze!"

Seeing her elder brother fainting, Mei Lian was stunned for a moment, then she looked happy, but she quickly covered it up and shouted outside.

Soon, the servants outside heard the order and ran out in a hurry.

Mr. Ming Dao, who was watching coldly, had a panoramic view of all this.

"The civil strife in the Mei family is imminent."

he thought to himself.

Mei Lian gesticulated and yelled around, ordering away all the servants nearby who could command her, then she turned her head and grabbed Mr. Ming Dao's hand.

"Sir, sir, please show me the way! Changsu is gone, does our Mei family still have the blessing of wealth?"

Rao was Mr. Ming Dao, who usually boasted that he was self-cultivated enough, that the world would not be surprised, and when he was put on such a fat face, looked at with that piercingly enthusiastic eyes, and held hands tightly... Finally, he couldn't help but lose his composure.

After coughing a few times, he calmly withdrew his hand, thinking to himself.

"The younger generation of the Mei family doesn't have much to offer, and only Mei Changsu is famous for being talented at a young age. Many of the Mei family's fortunes have been prospered by relying on his schemes. Now that he's gone like this, this I don’t know how the huge family business will fail in the future.”

"This Mei Lian is also a sensible person. She knows that she doesn't have the ability to support the family business. Since she has this self-knowledge, she might as well give him some advice."

Mr. Ming Dao sipped his tea and watched the Mei family chickens and dogs jumping around, making a commotion.

It was fine before, but when the head of the family fell down, the defects of the Mei family were immediately revealed.

"Three generations have given birth to noble sons, and they can't become a family by getting rich. After all, the Mei family started too fast, with a shallow background, and there is no one who can be the head of the front. It is a situation of powerful and powerful. No wonder that Mei Changsu was short-lived. How can shallow water support big fish?"

"After this trip is over, don't contact me again in the future, so as not to get involved in trouble."

I secretly looked down on the Mei family's behavior, and waited for a while, it seemed that everyone around me had forgotten him, or maybe they were busy fighting for power and dividing up the family property?
These private houses are always kept away from outsiders, so it’s no wonder that no one came to greet him... When the head of the house is fainting and the heir is away, there are not many people who want to fish in troubled waters, who cares The last fortune teller who looked after the house's feng shui.

When the sky was getting late and the shadow of the sun had slanted, Ming Dao put down the teapot, the water in the cup was still warm, I don't know what he did, it was still steaming white.

"After drinking the tea, it's time for the poor to leave."

He spoke calmly to the living room where there was no one around, then slowly straightened his clothes, corrected his posture, and walked out calmly.

Along the way, he could see servants trotting and whispering everywhere. Ming Dao had sharp eyes and ears, and he could probably hear that they were talking about the Elder Master's serious illness.

Seeing him pass by, no one paid any attention.

After a little exposure, he shook his head and said in his heart:
"If it weren't for the fact that the Mei family couldn't support the wall, the poor would not have watched a good seedling be destroyed in vain."

"It's a pity, Mei Changsu is really smart, but he just can't practice my Taoism. If it is suitable for practice, the poor Taoist will save his life no matter what."

"The so-called, the family and then Pepsi prosperity."

"Family discord, pulling each other's legs, no matter how talented you are, you will be dragged down to death. It's better for Mei Changsu to die early, to save himself from being promoted and then falling down, which will hurt even more."

"However, after this blow, at least for three generations, the Mei family will have no chance of prosperity."

Above the Mei Mansion's house, the originally bright red cloud was constantly collapsing, and from time to time, a small group of red cloud separated, disintegrated, and disappeared.

The number of family luck representing the house is gradually shrinking.

Everyone in Fengshui hopes for the power of qi, and Ming Dao has his own method. After a little wait and see, he knows that the qi of the Mei family is split.

At the gate of Mei Mansion, he was stopped by a six or seven-year-old urchin.

"You killed my brother, didn't you?"

The naughty boy looked very serious and looked at him firmly.

"Brother Changsu said that he was closest to you in the past, and told you everything. Now that something happened to him, you didn't cry at all, and you were still laughing. You must have killed my brother. !"

The naughty boy suddenly rushed forward, grabbed the corner of Ming Dao's robe, and pulled it fiercely.

Whispering and crying, shouting:

"Give me back Brother Changsu! You big villain!"

He can't move at all just by pulling, he is only such a villain, so he has some strength, he can move Ming Dao's seven-foot body.

So, the naughty boy hugged Ming Dao's leg, opened his mouth and bit down.

Looking at his distorted expression, I'm afraid he really put all his strength into it.

With Ming Dao's Taoist magic, in fact, he shouldn't be approached by a child like him, and there are even ways to teach this kid, but he didn't.

He just stood there silently, letting the kid beat him and bite him.

When the kid stopped with his cheeks tired, he heard Ming Dao's voice.

"You are Changsu's younger brother, I heard him mention you."

Ming Dao leaned down, looked at the boy's stubborn face, and said in a soft and calm tone.

"He is right. I am indeed his closest person. Since he was eight years old, he has lived in my hut, reading and listening to my lectures every day. It has been nearly seven years."

"As a teacher, I do feel a little guilty about his death, but that's all."

"I took 200 acres of water from the Mei family to irrigate the land. Every year, I donated [-] taels of filial piety to repair ice and charcoal. But I also taught the art of war, criminal names, astronomy, geography, and history of the Liao Dynasty according to the agreement... Even if you go to the door of other celebrities and pay this price, you may not be able to put as much effort into it as I do, at least I did give you all I have, and I am not hiding anything from myself."

"As for Chang Su's death, the one who really killed him was not me, but you—"

Ming Dao pointed at the kid in front of him, and then turned to the Mei family mansion behind him.

"—and everyone in here!"

"You are like a rope tied to an eagle's leg, or like a vine clinging to a sapling. It was your short-sightedness that drove him to death!"

"Let the man who manages the world be busy fighting in the house all day long, distracted by the small business, and bleed his heart and blood just to earn a few thousand taels more. Even if he doesn't die this time, he will part ways with you sooner or later!"

"You used to be a help, but now you are a resistance to him, and even a shackle. Dancing with shackles, how can you dance well?"

After speaking, Ming Dao flicked his long sleeves, and threw the stunned boy aside, and strode away.

I didn't see how long his steps were, but in just a few blinks, he walked far away, and only saw a blurred back.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, there was a faint, melancholy sound of flute pipes coming from afar.

The immature naughty boy who was thrown away sat on the dusty brick floor, staring blankly at his back, and then at the chaotic situation in the mansion.

Finally, wow burst into tears.

In one day, his father and brother had accidents one after another, which made this precocious little guy suddenly become worrisome.

Right now he is suffering so seriously, and there is no one of his servants who usually come to take care of him soon.

People take tea to cool down, nothing more than that.

(End of this chapter)