Qian Yifu's resentment cannot affect Wu Liang. Besides, the biggest beneficiary of this battle in Longhua Pavilion is the Longwu Bureau...

If the Wu family had not had the intention of fighting for the martial arts world, the Longwu Bureau would not have been so easy to incorporate Longhua Pavilion, and would not have achieved hegemony so easily.

While Qian Yifu and others complained, they might be grateful that although they gave up some benefits, they could use the best of their belongings to the Wu family.

However, after the Wu family returned to Tianshen Mountain, the joy of the previous sweeping disappeared.

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The peaceful Wujia Village seems to be covered with haze today. Everyone who had just returned but had not had time to go home was immediately summoned by the third master to the Wujia Ancestral Hall.

Wu Liang naturally sat down in the upper seat on the left, and the others also sat down one by one, and everyone's eyes fell on the face of the Third Master directly above.

The third master's face was plain, not happy with things or sad with himself. It seemed that nothing could affect his mood, and he was still smoking a dry tobacco leisurely.

However, the fifth master who was sitting next to the third master had a ugly face. Even if Wu Liang and others entered the door, the old man did not look up, but just kept competing with the teacup in his hand.

The huge hall was silent, and from time to time, a few light coughs and teacups collided, but they soon disappeared without a trace.

Both the middle-aged and old generations shut up in tacit understanding. Although they all stared at the front with their eyes wide open, they could find that their eyes were dull and they had already wandered around.

The younger generation is not as patient as these elders. Erhu, who just returned, has not figured out what happened yet. Seeing this, he couldn't help but scratch his head in a hurry, glanced at Wu Liang from time to time, and peeked at the Third Master.

Seeing that the two of them seemed to be unwilling to pay attention to them, Erhu was immediately dissatisfied and coughed heavily to attract everyone's gaze.

After clearing his throat, Erhu's loud voice rang out loud, saying, "San Master, just say anything, everyone is so deep, we don't know what's going on!"

The third master's old face squeezed out a smile, and he sucked a mouthful of dry cigarettes and spit out a standard circle. Then he smiled faintly: "It's not a big deal. You kid are also a strong man, and you are still so impatient.

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"It's not a big deal!" Erhu muttered dissatisfiedly, muttering: "It's not a big deal, why are you so anxious to greet us?"

Mr. Hu was just going home to find a secret place to dig dozens of gold bars to hide it. That was related to Mr. Hu’s future happy life. Since it was not a big deal when the sky fell, Mr. Third Master was not funny.

Play?

Of course, you can't say this in front of others. Mr. Hu is still worried that others will find out that he has hidden himself.

In fact, except for this guy, no one else knows his little Jiujiu, but everyone is too lazy to expose it.

Besides, it was not the only one who hid his own private goods. Except for the two old men, no one else had any private goods, but only Erhu, a fool, was so obvious that he was not aware of it.

Erhu's complaints failed to move the third master. The old man glanced at him indifferently and flew over his gaze. His eyes shot at Wu Liang, knocked on the table and said, "Is it still going well in Kyoto?"

"It's okay, there shouldn't be any problems there this year."

The Dragon Martial Arts Bureau will not provoke Wu Liang if it doesn’t deal with the Shenwu Department. If the Shenwu Department can’t hold on for even a year, it will be considered Wu Liang blind.

Hearing Wu Liang's affirmative words, the third master stopped asking more questions, was silent for a moment before coughing lightly, "Liangzi, you..."

As he said that, the third master stopped again, frowned slightly, and looked up and said, "Liangzi and the fifth and seventh brothers stay, everyone else should go back."

"San brother, what's the secret to us? Everyone is here, you'll just say whatever you have." The Eighth Master muttered dissatisfiedly, why did he be bombarded out of the four veterans in Wujia Village?

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"That's right, Master San, you can't say this clearly, which makes our appetites irritate. Isn't this annoying for us?" Erhu followed and said, not in a hurry to go back.

The treasure was hidden, and the mysterious actions of the Third Master made him even more curious.

"San Master, let's talk to us. Are you worried that we will be able to do it?" The anxious old man Shiba also interjected.

The third master slowly lifted his gun and sniffed a few times, thinking to himself, if it weren't for you guys, the old man wouldn't have been speaking.

I didn't think much about it before, but now when I saw these guys, the third master suddenly realized it. No wonder I always felt something was wrong before.

After that incident, the village was so quiet. The feelings were that all the thorns in the village were taken to Kyoto by Wu Liang. Now that these guys are back, I'm afraid that Wujia Village will not be quiet anymore.

The old man frowned again. I'm afraid this matter cannot be hidden. Many people in the village know that these guys will know sooner or later, so they just have the final say.

When I thought about this, the third master was relieved. With him, plus Liangzi, these impulsive guys were enough.

"Since you want to listen, then be honest later and don't interrupt." The third master raided in an ambush, then he thought about it: "The cannon entered the mountain a few days ago."

Everyone was quiet, the eighth master and the others were speechless, and the old man’s opening remarks were too dull.

Wu Dapao, the second generation of the Wu family, was ranked 14th. Wu Liang's house was built with Wu Dapao's local bun skills, and later it was despised by the old Chinese doctors who went up the mountain.

A few days ago, Erhu and the others went out together. Wu Dapao was originally planning to go, but because Wu Liang was worried that Longhua Pavilion would send someone to attack Wujia Village, leaving a group of master warriors, Wu Dapao was among them.

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The third master didn't care about everyone's attitude, and then said, "When the cannon entered the mountain, he brought a few other kids. Those kids came back yesterday."

"Those guys come back and say... cough cough cough..." The third master seemed to be choked by smoke, and then said in a low voice: "They were attacked in the mountains, and the cannon was injured to cover them."

Speaking of the crowd, the brows had already frowned, and Erhu and the others were even more fierce. They were about to speak when Wu Liang glared back with a cold look.

"Where is Uncle Fourteen now?"

Wu Liang asked lightly, his face still as usual, and he couldn't tell what he was thinking.

"I've been taken down."

"Shenzong?"

The third master shook his head and said helplessly: "I don't know, but..."

"But what?" Wu Liang narrowed his eyes slightly, his tone was calm, as if he was not surprised at all.

"The person who injured the cannon said that you want you to come back and go to the mountains to get people. I think there should be no one else except Shenzong."

"Dog said! I'll kill those bastards!" Before Wu Liang could speak, Erhu got angry and got up and was about to go out.

Wu Liang's face turned dark and he snorted coldly: "Give me a quiet moment! Who are you? Are you qualified to speak?"

Erhu's face froze and said embarrassedly: "I don't mean that, I mean..."

"Shut up and stay honest!"

Wu Liang scolded him and stopped looking at him, and chuckled at the third master, "What are I doing? Since Uncle Fourteen is fine, I'll just pick it up."

"Okay, everyone will break up. Don't worry about this matter. I have a sense of my own." Wu Liang did not want to say much, and then stood up and left the ancestral hall after giving in a light instructions.

Everyone in the ancestral hall looked angry and looked at the third master and others in unison.

Eighth Master froze and growled: "We can't just let it go! Let Liangzi go, what do they want to do?"

"What do you want?" The third master glanced at him and snorted softly: "Control yourself. The cannon has been trapped in. It will be useless for you to go there. If someone catches you, the trouble will be even greater."

"Then you can't just watch it like this!" The Eighth Master was extremely angry and said with annoyance: "At worst, I can fight with them. When will our Wu family be cowardly?"

"I've fought hard?" The third master showed a sarcasm on his face and said coldly: "There are many three-flower warriors who have slapped each other. What are you fighting for? Is your mind full of greasiness?"

"I……"

The third master was despised, and the eighth master's face turned red. He was so angry that he didn't say anything for a long time. He got up, stomped his feet and turned around and left.

As soon as he left the gate, the Third Master’s warning came from behind, "You all stay in Wujia Village obediently. If anyone dares to enter the mountain, the old man will not recognize him as a member of the Wu family!"

These sonorous words made everyone stagnate. The eighth master paused for a moment, and then he snorted heavily and left in a hurry.

...

After leaving the ancestral hall, the sun was already hanging in the middle.

Facing the sunshine, a trace of hideousness flashed across Wu Liang's face, but it soon disappeared, and a faint smile appeared on his face again.

When he returned to the Wu family courtyard, the news of Wu Liang and others returning had already come. Liu'er was leaning against the door and waiting.

As soon as he saw Wu Liang, Niu Niu rushed up with great joy, hugged Wu Liang's breasts and shouted: "Uncle, Niu Niu misses you!"

Wu Liang smiled and picked up the tits, threw them high a few times before continuing the girl laughed and said, "Uncle misses Niu Niu too, he is getting bigger again. In a few years, my uncle can't hold him."

Niu Niu smiled and rubbed her head into Wu Liang's arms. Wu Liang patted the little guy's **, his eyes fell to Liu'er, and he said softly: "Where is your sister?"

Liu'er bulged her mouth, as if she was unhappy with Wu Liang's first question asking her sister, and reluctantly responded: "Go to Aunt Fourteen."

When Liu'er mentioned the Fourteenth Aunt, her face darkened slightly and she whispered: "Brother-in-law, Uncle Fourteenth is fine, right?"

"It's okay, don't think too much." Wu Liang said with a relaxed face: "But staying outside for a few days, is it necessary to worry so much?"

I hugged Niu Niu and entered the house, but there was no one at home.

Wu Liang looked at Yutou. This time seemed to be a meal time. Today, Wujia Village did not smell any smell of the dishes, and even the sound was not heard. It seemed that the accident between the fourteenth uncle had a great impact on Wujia Village.

Anger in his heart couldn't help but gush out. Wu Liang clenched his fists hard. Nothing happened to the Wu family who was fighting with Longhua Pavilion. Instead, the one who was at home was detained and bullied too much!

Shenzong!

Wu Liang's eyes were flashing with a sharp murderous intent. If you don't mess with you, you will come to the door instead. You really think that grandpa is a soft persimmon!

Since we learned about the existence of the Shenzong, the Wu family has rarely gone up the mountain. This time, the 14th uncle was intercepted by those people as soon as he went up the mountain. I'm afraid that those bastards will have this idea for a day or two.

Taking a deep breath, Wu Liang didn't say much, and asked Liu'er to ask Cuiyu and the others to cook. Wu Liang went straight into the backyard.

...

The Wu family’s backyard is now full of flowers and colorful flowers.

Wu Liang had no time to appreciate the flowers, so he walked over the flowers and walked to the corner of the backyard.

A lonely flower sways in the wind, and the blood-red color makes people feel a strange beauty, which is so breathtaking.
To be continued...