Suddenly everyone was shocked by the scene. Although the old man in front of them had some vicissitudes of life, there was a frightening aura surrounding his body.
Mu Wenxuan, who was closer, couldn't help but stepped back a few steps, took a breath and cursed: "What a majestic momentum, I'm afraid that this person is Zi Yan.
Grandpa, is the head of the Zi family, Zi Jinxing?"
Seeing her grandfather, Zi Yan was also very excited and finally couldn't help crying. This was the first time that Mu Wenxuan and Yan Yue saw her cry. Even when she was pressed under the rocks, not a drop fell.
The tears must have been endured for a long time.
"It's nothing, Grandpa, it's just that Yan'er accidentally got separated from everyone. Fortunately, she met these two kind-hearted brothers and sisters, otherwise Yan'er really wouldn't be able to come back." Zi Yan spoke silently and stated.
He did not speak out what he had analyzed with Mu Wenxuan, nor did he complain about his brothers and sisters. From this point of view, Mu Wenxuan admired him very much. It is really not easy for him to learn to be patient and safeguard the interests of his family at such an age.
As soon as he finished the sentence, there were obvious sighs from all around. Mu Wenxuan could easily detect it, and several junior members of the Zi family heaved a sigh of relief.
"Old head of the Zi family, Zi Jinxing, are you two the ones who saved Yan'er? I can't thank you enough for your kindness. If you two were not busy and would rest at the Zi family for a few days, the Zi family will do their best to repay you for such a great kindness.
." Zi Jinxing is a very cheerful person. Despite his gray hair, he looks a bit like an old naughty boy.
After hearing this, Mu Wenxuan was naturally not polite. He had other purposes in the Zi family, so he agreed with a smile. Not to mention Yan Yue, she was determined to follow Mu Wenxuan.
Next, the two of them were sent to the guest room to rest by the servants of the Zi family. I have to say that this Zi family is really a glorious mess. An ordinary guest room is almost as good as the original Xiao family hall. It is magnificent, with green diamonds and blue tiles.
It's like entering the imperial city.
As evening approached, Zijinxing prepared a fine banquet in the Zi family hall to celebrate Ziyan's safe return home.
Of course, as for the wooden coffins, white cloths, wreaths and other items used in previous funerals in the courtyard, Zijinxing arranged for people to burn them all. It is said that only in this way can the bad luck be removed, otherwise it will affect Ziyan's life trajectory and destiny.
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When the banquet was held, Zijinxing arranged Mu Wenxuan and Yanyue in the VIP seats. The Zi family was also very polite to the two of them. Of course, this politeness probably needs to be added in quotation marks. There are obviously several people from the three generations of the Zi family.
From the beginning to the end of the banquet, they almost looked at each other with cold eyes, and from time to time they would open their mouths and deliberately scold them.
Mu Wenxuan spent the entire banquet in a state of silence. He barely touched a mouthful of food. The same was true for Yan Yue. It was inconvenient to eat in order to block the blazing curse. With these filthy words, he was full of anger.
"Mr. Mu? Please stay..." After the banquet, Mu Wenxuan was filled with anger and strode toward the guest room. But at this moment, a voice suddenly came from behind him: "Mr. Mu, please.
Stay..."
After hearing this, Mu Wenxuan and Yan Yue turned around and looked at a young man who was dressed more plainly than the other young masters. This young man was no stranger to the two of them. He was the eldest brother Zishu that Zi Yan had mentioned.
Zishu ran forward with a rosy face: "Mr. Wenxuan, I...I am Ziyan's eldest brother, my name is Zishu. I heard Ziyan said that you two took great care of her along the way. It's disrespectful to be careless.
." As he said this, the man took out a purple gold card from his arms and pushed it towards Mu Wenxuan.
His eyebrows suddenly furrowed, and through perception, Mu Wenxuan could tell that there were at least one hundred thousand gold coins in this Zijin card: "Brother Zishu, what are you doing? I treat Ziyan like a younger sister, and I should take good care of her.
, If Brother Zishu is like this, he will look unfamiliar, as if I am trying to do something to the Zi family."
"No, no, no... Mr. Wenxuan... Don't get me wrong, that's not what I meant... Hey." Hearing Mu Wenxuan's words, Zishu quickly waved his hands, and then his face showed a trace of helplessness and resentment.
, clenched his fists and cursed: "Actually, this
Everything is down to me, it's all my own fault, it's all because I don't have any great abilities, otherwise Ziyan wouldn't have suffered this kind of pain, it's all my fault, I deserve to die, I deserve to die." Just as he was saying this, Zishu raised his head.
He raised his hand and slapped himself hard and loudly.
Seeing this, Mu Wenxuan quickly raised his hand to stop him: "Brother Zishu, what are you doing?"
"Young Master Wenxuan, you don't know something. I am the eldest son of the third generation of the Zi family. Because I have been very talented since I was a child, I have been the pride of the Zi family since I was a child. No one dared to bully Zi Yan at that time, but... alas..." At this point...
When, purple sweet potato eyes flashed
Expressing regret, he punched the stone wall with all his strength: "The reason why Zi Yan is still a star disciple, never able to improve his cultivation, and has a frosty personality, is actually because of me...all my sense of superiority is gone.
Stagnated three years ago..."
The night light dimly dispersed and fell into the splendid courtyard of the Zi family, making it look slightly desolate.
Sensing that the matter was not simple, Mu Wenxuan frowned and unleashed the power of a star to wrap up the purple sweet potato. He was suddenly stunned: "This... what on earth is going on?"
Through the perception of the power of the stars, Mu Wenxuan noticed an unusually strange force. For some reason, the power in Zishu's body was very weak. It only looked like seven constellations. This was similar to Ziyan's cultivation.
, the problem is that there are three deep rings hanging on the left hand of this purple sweet potato, which are obviously the symbol of the three-star Yatu. What is going on? The three-star Yatu only has the power of seven constellations in his body?
And just now Zishu said that Ziyan can never improve his cultivation, so what's going on?
"Hey, Mr. Wenxuan must have sensed it. This matter is a long story. It starts from one night three years ago. Three years ago, I became a three-fingered disciple. I have extraordinary qualifications and am in the forefront of the public.
When he noticed, Xiao Ziyan had just turned ten years old. As a brother
Brother, I promised her that I must find a seven-color flower for her. The seven-color flower is a plant in the Forbidden City that symbolizes hope and peace, and has the magical effect of tempering the body. I searched hard in the back mountain that day, but I never found it.
Found traces of seven-color flowers..."
"When I was about to give up, I suddenly found two flowers shining with seven kinds of faint light on a cliff. I picked them off excitedly, but these two flowers were slightly different from ordinary seven-color flowers.
Ordinary seven-color flowers should be red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, and rainbow, but the seven colors of these two plants are gold, green, blue, red, yellow, black, and white. But because it was Zi Yan’s birthday, she picked it off without thinking too much.
To Zi's house..."
When he said this, Zishu suddenly sighed deeply, with a strong sense of fear on his face.