The man in Mingzhiyuan was angry and immediately reacted without hesitation. If he hadn't saved him, he might have gone too far as he said.
If he really has anything to do with the rich family and wants to give himself to the rich family, then he deserves his fate.
Ming Zhiyuan looked at the man, took a deep breath and said slowly: "I'm not unwilling to say it. I was hesitant just because my enemy has such a strong background. I'm afraid that my benefactor will have concerns, and I'm even more afraid of injuring my benefactor."
"Since my benefactor asked me, I will definitely tell you everything. Please don't blame me."
When the man heard this, he smiled again: "There is no one in your Tianyun Prefecture who can bring trouble to me."
"My family is a timber businessman in Feiyun City, Tianyun Prefecture for generations...
...Ming Zhiyuan talked for more than half an hour before fully telling the man what happened after he met Lao Dai.
After hearing what Ming Zhiyuan said, the man was so angry that he slapped his hand on the edge of the bed and said, "What a courageous dog. This heartless beast. Who gave him the courage to kill a businessman like this without permission?"
Ming Zhiyuan hurriedly said: "The rich family is the richest man in Tianyun. It is said that he has a close friendship with a certain nobleman in Yuhuo City."
The man patted the edge of the bed again: "Who can help him conceal his brutal behavior of setting up a private torture chamber to hunt down good people?"
Ming Zhiyuan was speechless. He didn't know why the rich family was so bold. What he was most worried about at the moment was his father and grandfather.
Ming Zhiyuan said to the man: "My benefactor, my father and grandfather are still in the hands of the rich family. If the rich family wants to kill me, I'm afraid they won't be merciful to them. I don't know what's going on with these two old people now? I feel very anxious. Really.
Worry.”
The man stood up, walked around the room a few times thoughtfully, looked at Ming Zhiyuan and said:
"You can recover from your injuries. Tell me the location of your home and the rich family, and I will go find out the news for you."
Ming Zhiyuan said hurriedly: "Thank you so much, my benefactor. I cannot thank you enough. My benefactor has helped me survive, and now I have gone out of my way to help find out the news. I can't repay you for such a great kindness..."
As he spoke, he shed tears, half out of gratitude and half out of worry for his father and grandfather.
The man didn't say much. He walked out the door and called a dark-faced man in and said:
"You have been taking good care of this young master these days. I have something to do. I will go out for five or six days at most, and I will be back in four or five days at least. I have prepared the medicine. You can boil it three times a day and give it to him on time.
Let’s talk about it when I get back.”
The swarthy man bowed and said: "As you command."
He turned around and went out again.
The man turned to Ming Zhiyuan and said, "You can rest in peace and recover. When I come back, I will tell you about your family's situation. If it happens by chance, I might bring your family over."
Thank you Ming Zhiyuan profusely.
Unexpectedly, the man did not return for seven or eight days, which made Ming Zhiyuan extremely anxious every day. Every time the swarthy man came in to deliver food and soup, he would ask again: "Is the miracle doctor back?"
The man didn't come back until the ninth day. He walked into the room and glanced at Ming Zhiyuan, who was already sitting on the bedside. His eyes were a little evasive, as if he didn't know how to speak.
When Ming Zhiyuan saw him like this, his heart sank: "Has my benefactor heard the news? How are my father and ancestors doing now?"
The man cleared his throat hummingly, as if he was preparing the words:
"I went to Tianyun City, where I arrived first, and found the rich family. I infiltrated and searched his house for several nights, but I didn't see your father and grandfather, nor the other people who were imprisoned."
"Then I rushed to Feiyun City. Before I even got to your house, I saw your house on fire. I put out the fire with my neighbors near your house and found that the fire was strange. Someone poured a lot of Nine Flames black oil on it.
It was later caused by arson. The Nine Flame Black Oil will never stop until everything it touches is burned..."
"After the fire, the government came to check and found out that no one from your dozens of family members had escaped. Thirty-nine unidentifiable bones were found in the burned-down mansion, which matched the number of people in your household. Chapter 1
On the second day, the government issued a notice saying that your family colluded with the Jiuyan Demon Man of Jiuyan Shahai, and the conflicts between the two parties caused conflicts and the Jiuyan Demon Man killed and silenced them." "Several of your family's businesses have been put under government control. I
After waiting for a day, all the bones were stolen in the middle of the night, but after the Nine Flames black oil burned them, the remains of the bones were really unrecognizable, so I had to bury them together in the Qinggang Forest outside Feiyun City."
Before Ming Zhiyuan finished listening, his mind was like an explosion, and his eyes were filled with tears, and his vision was blurred.
Even though he had expected such bad news, he still had a little bit of luck in his heart.
During the few days of waiting, his heart was burning with torment, and he was also filled with fear and fear.
When the man said this, the trace of luck in his heart was cruelly torn away.
For a moment, he remembered that when he was just born, his grandfather was so happy that he almost had a stroke. The sixty-year-old man was so happy that he danced and walked around the yard, laughing up to the sky.
His father was running around and busy, but he still couldn't stay outside for a while before running back to take a look at him, fearing that he would disappear after just one glance.
He also recalled that when he was a child, he had a naughty fight with a neighbor's kid and was scratched on his forehead. His grandfather was so distressed that he burst into tears.
I also remembered that when he was sick, his father would hold him in his arms and comfort him with a gentle voice.
After his mother passed away due to illness, his father did not want to marry another step-in-law because he was afraid that he would feel sad.
Over the years, he has been unruly and unruly, wandering around Feiyun City. He has never cared about his family's business. He only knows how to fight with dogs and cause trouble every day.
How many times did he get into trouble, but his father always followed behind to help him deal with the aftermath.
But the two old men never blamed him or even said a harsh word to him.
His mother scolded him several times because of his naughtiness during his lifetime, but his grandfather protected him: "My Zhiyuan is still young, and he will become sensible in a few years. Now he is allowed to have fun when he is still young, and he will stop playing when he has had enough.
Don’t teach my good grandson a lesson..."
All the past events, one by one, one by one... were flashing before his eyes like a revolving lantern at the moment.
Ming Zhiyuan felt great pain in his heart and could no longer speak. Memories were like a knife that could kill people.
The stabbings in his heart made his heart hurt even more than when he was tortured. He felt that he could not breathe and his heart could hardly beat.
He opened his mouth and swallowed more and more. Tears flowed into his mouth, but he could not speak.
Seeing him like this, the man stopped talking and just sat aside, sighing repeatedly.
After an unknown amount of time, a dark-skinned man came in to deliver medicine. He placed the medicine bowl on the bedside table, took out a thumb-sized bamboo tube and handed it to the man. Then he went out.
The man removed the plug from one end of the bamboo tube, turned the bamboo tube upside down and shook it. A roll of paper fell out. The man opened it and looked at it. He immediately stood up and walked out the door.
The dark-skinned man was waiting outside the door. When he came out, the two of them walked forward for a while and came to a corner of the yard.
The swarthy man said in a soft voice: "Master, we can't delay any longer. The great elder has written to urge you several times."
The man nodded and looked at him and replied: "I know, just wait for two more days. Mr. Ming's injuries are almost gone."
Before he finished speaking, Ming Zhiyuan's heart-rending wails suddenly came from inside the house. The sound was like a wolf howling. The man sighed again:
"What a pity! The whole family is gone. Go and reply to the letter and tell the master that everything is under control and there is no need to worry. Then send a letter to Xiang Tiansheng of Baidaomen, saying that he has heard about the good news from Saintess Mountain.