Chapter 409: Conflict in the Zongtang
"Are you okay?" Lan Yutian screamed in surprise and had already rushed to his side, trembling with his hands, and even his body was trembling, obviously scared. People like her have always been afraid of heaven and earth, but their concerns are chaotic. Besides, she did not expect that in Lan Town, there would be someone who dared to hide in the crowd and commit crimes in the street. If the concentrated sulfuric acid was poured on Liang Chen... She looked at the townshipman who was wailing with his face holding his face and wailing in pain, and she was a little chilling and did not dare to think about it anymore.
"It's okay." Liang Chen pushed her hand away, and did not use her, but stood up by himself, staring at the direction where the person escaped. After a while, he said coldly, "Miss Lan, your Lan Town is really a tiger's den, with every step of the way, and every murderous intent."
"No, Liang Chen, don't get me wrong, I really don't know who did this time." Lan Yutian calmed down and explained anxiously with a breath.
"Maybe, it's your father?" Liang Chen snorted coldly.
"No, absolutely not. No matter how my father is, he will never openly instruct the murder in this Lan Town. As the head of the family, he will never be able to break the rules of the ancestral teachings." Lan Yutian shook his head desperately, expelling his father.
"Well? Who could that be?" Liang Chen was stunned, frowned and thought for a moment, then turned around and asked coldly.
"I don't know this, but if nothing unexpected happens, it must be the good thing that the bastard who deserves to be killed. Don't let me catch his handle, otherwise I must have him good-looking." Lan Yutian cursed gritted her teeth. However, the next two sentences were very low.
"Who is it?" Liang Chen asked in a deep voice.
"Forget it, don't ask. Now you have been targeted. From now on, we will never get along, otherwise you will be in danger." Lan Yutian shook his head and said, feeling indescribable anger.
"Okay, let's change our clothes first, and then talk." Liang Chen looked at her deeply, and his thoughts were turning quickly in his heart, but he didn't say anything else. He nodded and walked forward.
Lan Yutian walked quickly and walked forward.
As soon as we arrived at the street intersection in the distance, the two saw an old beggar, dressed in tatters, wrinkled on his face, leaning on a stick, holding an enamel basin, his godless old eyes looked aimlessly, muttering, "Thank you, thank you, thank you..." At the same time, holding the iron basin, stretched over to everyone passing by, hoping that passers-by would extend a pair of helping hands.
"I didn't expect that there were beggars in Lan Town?" Liang Chen seemed to have completely recovered his calm at this moment and did not take what had just happened. After all, he had experienced countless dangerous shoals and waves in his life. Although the scene of sulfuric acid splashing on the face just now was thrilling, it was at most a small episode. He turned his head and asked with a rare smile to Lan Yutian.
"It's not the villagers of our Lan Town, but beggars from other places. Every day, such beggars enter Lan Town to beg for begging. Even if they are peaceful and prosperous, this is inevitable. There is nothing strange." Lan Yutian's sense of honor in his family was quite strong. He heard Liang Chen's words and was a little dissatisfied. He turned his head to look at him and retorted.
"Ha, Miss Lan's attitude is not so intense. I'm just asking." Liang Chen shook his head and smiled, and had already walked over. When the old beggar saw Liang Chen coming, his godless eyes lit up, and immediately raised the iron jar to Liang Chen, "Good man, okay, I wish you great fortune, great fortune, great prosperity, great luck and great luck." Although he was old, he was quite good at speaking. His voice was hoarse and dull, and he also had a strong phlegm sound, which sounded a little disgusting. In addition, he was already unkempt and dirty, and his body was covered in dirty, and he emitted an unpleasant stinky smell. Lan Yutian frowned slightly, but he did not follow him, but was standing far away waiting for Liang Chen.
It’s not that she has no sympathy. On the contrary, every year, she calls and presides over the beggar who donates to Lanzhen Buzhu. However, she is born with a virginity, and the smell on the beggar is so bad that she is actually a little discouraged.
Liang Chen had already walked over, took out a hundred-dollar bill from his pocket, and sent it away from the enamel jar. However, when he closed his hand, he moved unknownly. Something had been squeezed out between his fingers. This action was so subtle that even if the electronic eye was monitoring it next to him, there might not be any abnormality.
"Thank you, kind-hearted person." The beggar retreated back to the tank and no longer looked at Liang Chen. Since he had asked for money, his expression became lazy and no longer so proactive. He responded to thank him and continued to retreat to the corner to bask in the sun.
"You're welcome." Liang Chen responded, turned around and walked back, and walked to Lan Yutian's side, "Let's go." He said to Lan Yutian.
"Well. I didn't expect that you are still so sympathetic." Lan Yutian looked at him and said with an admiration. People who are loving to others will never get much worse.
"Actually, I think compassion is the gift of God to warm the world. Happiness will not be contagious. No matter how happy you are, unless you are a relative or a dear or a friend, passers-by A, B, and C will not be happy for you because of your happiness. Even in the process of your happiness, others will look like a madman when you see your abnormal behavior. Even if someone knows the specific situation, they will not sincerely express happiness to you. If you don't do it well, they will even feel envious, jealous and hatred because of the many you get. Therefore, happiness will not be contagious, you can only be happy with your own happiness. But sadness and mercy
Different. No matter who is a person, even if he is an irrelevant person, if he cries heartbroken on the road and tears flow into a river, no matter how hard the person is, he will be moved, and he will be touched by the softest part of his heart, and even cry with him for no reason, even if we don’t even know the reason for his crying. So sadness is contagious, and because of sadness, we have a heart that pity others and the world. This is a thing worth celebrating. Fortunately, we still have a sympathetic heart to warm each other, otherwise how dark and cold the world would be?" Liang Chen sighed and said.
"Good guy, I'm just a praise, which has attracted so much emotion from you, and you are almost becoming a philosopher." Lan Yutian said in a silence.
"I just think that there are too many dark and dead battles in this world, which is not true, so why should I do this? Let go of your heart and be more sympathetic and compassionate to others and the world, what's wrong with it?" Liang Chen shook his head and sighed again.
This time, Lan Yutian was silent, her expression became gloomy, and she didn't say anything more.
In a blink of an eye, the shop selling clothes had arrived. When the two entered the house, Liang Chen was slightly surprised. From the outside, there was nothing in the shop, but when he entered the house, he found that the shop was full of dazzling arrays, and they were all world-class brands, and they were all authentic and authentic products. It seemed that the consumption level of people in Lanzhen was really not low, far from as low-key as they looked on.
The two of them hurriedly changed their clothes, threw them here and left them.
"I have been strolling for a long time. It's already noon. The family council has begun. Let's go and go to the sect." Lan Yutian said with a finger in the distance.
Liang Chen looked up and saw a three-story Red Building rising from the ground in the distance, about ten meters high. In this town where the houses are generally low and even two-story bamboo houses are less than five meters above the town, this Red Building is so dazzling.
There, that is, the most important central place of the Lan family, the deliberative sect, and all daily meetings and important meetings will be held here, and the instructions and decisions about the Lan family are also issued here. To be honest, in terms of the domestic nuclear importance of the Lan family's commercial empire, it is no less than Zhongnanhai in Huajing.
The sect hall is not far away. It is located in the northwest corner of the town. It is covered by a lush green bamboo forest, with green bamboo and red flowers, and the land is quiet.
After walking through two streets and walking for about seven or eight minutes, Lan Yutian and Liang Chen had already arrived at the sect. At this moment, the sun was dazzling at noon, and it was already past eleven o'clock.
At the gate of the sect, two sentries were actually standing on the post, holding an ancient ghost-headed sword in their hands. But this was just a look. The bulging guys around their waists were the real killer.
In the bamboo forest on both sides, there were also teams of strict guards standing. Although they were empty-handed, they were very strict and could tell at a glance that they had undergone strict training. And Liang Chen could see that these people were all formally trained guards, comparable to mercenary soldiers. Everyone carried guns wrapped in cloth on their shoulders. As long as there was a slight movement in front of the gate of the sect, they would immediately be hit by their thunder.
The guards here are so strict.
Lan Yutian took Liang Chen and rushed into the Red Building. When the two sentries saw that it was Lan Yutian, they were stunned, and then they shouted "Miss." However, they stopped them. Out of their duties, they could not just go in.
"Get out of the way." Lan Yutian snorted coldly, pushed them away impatiently, and walked in. The two sentries did not dare to stop them anymore. After all, the eldest lady was qualified to enter the sect to discuss matters. But Liang Chen behind her was stopped by the sentry, and a ghost-headed sword was slammed, blocking Liang Chen's way.
"What are you doing? He is a guest I brought. I have something important to report to the head of the family. Why do you stop him?" Lan Yutian said angrily, and the eldest lady was majestic and was about to push away the two sentries.
Chapter completed!