"After Mu Di finished speaking, he no longer had any chance of living anymore. The subordinates were suspended in the sky for 16 days, entangled in bone-piercing blue mist.
"On the early morning of the 16th day, thousands of rays of rays of light shone on the tiankeng, the blue mist faded away, and it was completely freed from its restraint. It fell straight to the bottom of the pit. As soon as my feet touched the ground, a breath of air penetrated from the soles of my feet. The Tianling Cap was lifted up from below and raised to the top of the cliff a hundred feet above.
"Looking at the tiankeng below, the sky's rays of light are collected at the bottom of the pit, and the cliff under my feet slowly turns into a rolling hill, covered entirely with red soil. I know that it is the 'Falcon Clan' of Malan Mountain. His blood showed his unyielding soul to the world.
"Reborn. After that, my subordinates gathered the descendants of the 'Falcon' clan who were scattered everywhere to look for the lady and the lady. The telegram was sent to Mr. Zibuyu's eldest brother Sun Gan in California, but he was told that the lady and the lady were not there. Go to.
"After many years of trying, I finally found out about the whereabouts of my wife and young lady from the steamship company. It turned out that when the ship arrived in Honolulu, my wife and young lady transferred to a cargo ship back to Quanzhou, Fujian, and returned to China.
"That must be Chen Jiming's surrender to Zhangzhou. His subordinates immediately rushed to Zhangzhou. Sure enough, the madam and the young lady were there fine and sound. The subordinate was relieved. Originally, he wanted to stay near the madam and the young lady to protect their safety. But the madam Zhongxing Ma Lanshan is eager and insists on asking his subordinates to return to Malanshan.
"Although Chen Jiming suffered heavy losses in the Huilai battle, Zhangzhou has not lost its vitality. Moreover, the local governance is getting better and better, all industries are prosperous, and the people live and work in peace and contentment. As long as the master and the lady are by his side, he can rest assured. The revitalization of Malan Mountain is a top priority. .If Malan Mountain can be revived, inherit the legacy of the leader, and carry it forward, it can form a corner with Zhangzhou, making all forces not to be underestimated. It can also strive for more local development in accordance with the concepts of Chen Jiming and Mu Di. of time and space.
"What Chen Jiming doesn't know is that the dispute over regional development between him and Zi Buyu has developed from an initial disagreement into a quarrel. Mr. Zi Buyu doesn't care about the policy of peace and peaceful competition at all, and vows to eradicate Chen Jiming Then quickly, the alliance's boat capsized at every turn, and capsized so completely.
"History is surprisingly similar. More than ten years later, Mr. Zi Buyu brought foreign guns and new troops trained by foreigners, plus Zhang Mazi's forces in southwestern Guangxi, and there was another war in Huilai. Chen Jiming insisted on holding on to Huilai After more than a hundred days, the city was finally defeated, and the soldiers and civilians in the city were brutally massacred. Chen Jiming also fled Hong Kong alone, and was eventually poisoned by an Oriental doctor and died in a foreign land.
"It's a pity that my wife and young lady were lost in this battle."
Probably because Huang Zunyi's regret made him confused, Mu Tian felt that the restraints around his body seemed to loosen a little, and the coldness was no longer as harsh as before. A ray of light shone in from the chaos, and slowly overflowed.
"The young lady Huang Laoxie mentioned must be my mother. This is tragic enough. Fortunately, the protagonist has a halo, otherwise there wouldn't be me, right?"
However, Huang Laoxie's book was quite long. He wanted to tell Huang Zunzhen to "pick the key points", but he knew that he could not speak out yet.
"For several years, my subordinates searched everywhere, but my wife was never found. But God paid off. After a few years, we found the lady. She worked as a dancer at the New Stage of the Grand Family in Shanghai. And she has been hired by the department store. The boss Qiao Shikuan redeemed himself and became his concubine."
"Don't rely on your old age and show off your old age. You are talking about being outside and being inside. This is too open-minded." Mu Tian was still speechless, but in the confusion he still expressed his dissatisfaction: "That's my mother."
Although having a group of wives and concubines was not a problem at this time, when the reputation of "concubine" spread, it was always good to say or not.
"However, when we rushed to the French Concession in Shanghai and found the young lady's residence, the young lady had disappeared. The subordinate was also framed by thieves and was arrested by a group of foreigners and imprisoned in Daqiao Prison. He never saw the light of day again. Until the subordinate met him
Young Master."
This Huang Laoxie must have no culture. After talking about this matter for several hours, the dim bell of the Elbow Bang Bell Tower struck half past eleven.
The reason why Elbow Beach is called Little Shanghai is actually related to the clock tower that is exactly the same as the one on the Bund.
"when!"
The noon bell rang.
The dark dome suddenly brightened up, like daylight.
Huang Zunzi, who was sitting cross-legged on the edge of the pit, rose up and hung at a height of ten feet, but his figure had become translucent.
"Chiliu!"
Mu Tian's soul was pierced by a sharp pain, and his breath passed through the Tianling Cap and went straight to the soles of his feet.
At the same time, 32 bamboo sticks popped out of the tank wall and penetrated directly into the joints of Mu Tian's spine.
Blood seeped out, surrounded Mu Tian, and then overflowed, filling the vat instantly.
The pain caused Mu Tian's soul to return to its original position, and his head became empty.
He tried to move his body, but the red blood around him suddenly turned black, reflecting the shadow of Huang Zunzi hanging in the air.
He was still sitting cross-legged, still translucent.
"You must stay here for 32 hours, until the black water becomes clear, so that you can gain control of the Force and be able to move freely. Remember, after 32 hours, the black water becomes clear." Translucent yellow
Zunyi's body swelled, as if he was using all his strength to speak.
Mu Tian remembered what he said before about the number of knots of the "Falcon Clan" being two in one life, four in two... 32, what state should that be?"
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When the bell struck twelve times, the house dragon felt his throat tightening and woke up.
He looked at the tea cups and the orderly private room in front of him and was immediately confused.
"Drunk? I will also drink tea?"
He vaguely felt that something was wrong, so he hurriedly opened the door and went upstairs, heading straight for "Bichichi".
Unexpectedly, he just went up the stairs and was about to turn into the corridor, but he couldn't help but stop.
Looking from a distance, two big men in black clothes stood in front of the private room door, standing on both sides of the door. Under their thin windbreakers, you could vaguely see the submachine guns hanging under their armpits.
While he was wondering, a big man walked towards him seriously.
For a moment, the dragon in the house didn't know whether to advance or retreat.
"Oh, it's Young Master Fang."
A shout came from behind.
The house dragon suddenly turned around.
I saw Xie Chunhua carrying a gilt fruit plate filled with all kinds of fruits in one hand and holding on to her skirt with the other, walking up the stairs.
"Hello, boss lady."
Fang Fanglong bowed and said good-bye.
"Hey, Mr. Fang, I have told you so many times that there is only a boss here but not a boss lady. Could it be that you want to be the boss of Zi Lu?"
Fang Fang Long smiled awkwardly, not knowing what to do for a moment. Xie Chunhua had already moved closer, put down the hand that was holding the skirt of her skirt, quickly pulled Fang Fang Long's arm, whispered: "Go downstairs and wait for me!" and then shook it off.
His arms moved gracefully towards the big man who was about to approach him.
"The fruit snacks that Mr. Lu asked for." Xie Chunhua smiled as brightly as a flower, swaying her waist and said to the approaching man in a sweet voice, and at the same time raised the fruit plate to the man's eyes.
The big man stared at the fruit plate, immediately raised his hand and fanned it vigorously under his nose, and then waved anxiously to let Xie Chunhua in. Probably because he couldn't stand the smell of durian in the fruit.
Fang Fanglong waited for a moment in the original private room and seat, his mind going blank.
Xie Chunhua opened the door and came in, closing the door behind her.
"Who is that upstairs?"
"Don't worry about who is upstairs. Come with me and see who those two people are."
Fangzhuanglong was puzzled and stared at Xie Chunhua hesitantly.
Xie Chunhua reacted violently to his hesitation. She reached across the table, stretched out her hands wildly, and tried to catch him with a flicker of her chest.