Every time the old man saw Hong Meng, he always pretended to be crazy and didn't seem to know Hong Meng at all. Whenever Hong Meng begged, he would act reluctantly and reluctantly answer Hong Meng's question.

"Why are you not pursuing soldiers? I left my hometown. Even if I hide in this remote small country, I can't settle the situation and spend the rest of my life safely?"

The old man with white hair looked sad, as if he was suffering great pain. Tears flashed in his eyes, facing the east, full of nostalgia. Two lines of clear tears unconsciously cut through the dusty dirt and rolled down.

"This guy must be stupid!" Hong Meng made such a judgment. Every time he saw this old man, he looked different. However, when he saw the old man's painful appearance, Hong Meng wanted to know who was chasing him. Maybe that was just crazy words, but he wanted to find out the origin of the matter.

"Senior, are you okay?"

He comforted the old man with kind words, and Hong Meng tried to draw some clues from his words. Unfortunately, the old man seemed unconscious and his words became increasingly blurred.

"Go away with me - I will take good care of your descendants-"

The old man with white hair wailed loudly, and several deep-rooted words kept appearing in his mouth, such as "old friends" and "descendants". He seemed to have suffered a huge blow, and his entire worldview collapsed.

"What should I do?"

He was puzzled in his heart that the old man in front of him was nameless and crazy, and Hong Meng didn't know what to do. The old man's sad and pitiful look was really touching. Thinking of the benefits he had received in the past, Hong Meng felt guilty in his heart. He had to slowly comfort him, and even wanted to take the old man to the clan.

"This old man is really elusive. He is still verifying the talisman treasures in a very good manner at the auction. Why does he look so unbearable when he is on the auction?"

Sighing. Hong Meng pulled the old man's snot and greasy sleeves and walked out of the corner step by step. He called a carriage and told him to take good care of the old man and be delivered to Hong Tong, Hong family.

Watching the carriage leave, Hong Meng also stepped into the auction, where wealth was waiting for him.

At this time, the people at the auction were discussing who was the talisman manufacturer this time, and whether it would be the cloaked man from the last time. They proposed several plans and agreed that the talisman manufacturer must not be the one from Yuanguang City. Otherwise, there was no need to cover up their identity. They must be a difficult person with enemies hunting them down.

Listening to those irrelevant comments, Hong Meng shook his head and then walked directly into the medicinal materials library. There was the safest place, with Lao Lin protecting him. I believe no one dared to trespass on the medicinal materials library.

"Amun, you are here."

Before Hong Meng could walk in, the smiling Qing'er had already walked out and threw herself into Hong Meng's arms. After the auction, she had been waiting for Hong Meng to return, but Hong Meng was delayed by the old man's affairs. She thought Hong Meng would not come today. At this moment, she suddenly saw Hong Meng coming. She seemed very excited.

"Well. Why is your face getting paler? Is someone bullying you?"

When he saw Qing'er's blood-colored face, Hong Meng felt heartbroken. The lack of vitality was definitely a trend towards a dead end. He reached out to caress the skin of China Resources. It was a pity that she would always tell her things, but Qing'er always buried the matter in her heart. Hong Meng could only feel guilty again and again.

"It's okay. You bullied me, why are you late for half a day?"

Qing'er gently beat the wide chest with her hands, pretending to be coquettish. Her eyes were filled with autumn water, and her eyebrows were covered with thick clouds, and there was a melancholy plot that implicitly contained it.

Lao Lin in the distance sighed softly, then changed his tone and shouted to the two of them: "My appearance fee--"

"It won't be a little." Hong Meng smiled. Lao Lin helped a lot, and it's worth giving him more rewards. Besides, this person has a good heart. He once handled the affairs of the Hong family during the Hong family's disaster...,

"Haha, just talk, don't take it seriously." Lao Lin waved his hand repeatedly, then raised his eyebrows, "You can leave quickly, it's all eyeliner here. If you find out about your affairs, it's bad. Moreover, it's a lot of money, be careful."

Hong Meng nodded heavily and agreed. Last time he was robbed by a group of people at night, he still remembered it fresh and wanted to kill those people. This time, he came swaggeringly and should not attract the attention of others.

After the auction was delayed for an hour, Hong Meng was about to leave, and Qing'er was reluctant to leave, crying bitterly as if she was separated from her life and death. Lao Lin just sighed aside and comforted Qing'er with kind words.

"I'll come again." Hong Meng whispered to Qing'er's ear.

He didn't know why Qing'er was so sad, perhaps because the disaster was coming. The battle between Qingluo and the two families was about to begin. However, no one knew the exact time.

"If the Hong family is still alive and I am still alive, I will definitely restore your freedom."

After giving up this vow, Hong Meng turned around and left, and the green one was also a rose in the wind and rain, with tears and laughter. She was such a melancholy woman who loved each other deeply.

With a melancholy mood, Hong Meng returned to the gate of the Hong family in a blink of an eye. There was a trouble that needed to be solved urgently.

A group of people stopped a carriage and refused to allow the carriage to enter. The coachman had no choice but to ask the old man in the car to get out and take him to find Hong Tong. However, when the guard saw the old man's dirty appearance, he felt bored and waved his hand and refused to let the two of them enter.

"I'm here to get the coachman, go back."

When he walked in, Hong Meng took out a gold coin and handed it to the coachman, and then took the old man into the door. The two guards were about to stop him, but when they saw that Hong Meng came back, they all apologized repeatedly and asked them to come in.

On the way, Hong Meng called a maid and asked him to take a message, saying that he would meet in the living room.

In the Hong family's living room, several high-level officials sat upright on the chairs and looked at the crazy old man carefully. They looked at the old man's rusty appearance and couldn't remember who he was.

The elder held a kind face and slowly walked towards the white-haired old man, approached him, looked at the dirty face, hesitated for a moment, and then shook his head helplessly.

"I can't recognize it, and I've never heard of such a person."

After saying that, the Great Elder returned to his seat, stared at the old man with his eyes, and then looked at Hong Zheng again, thinking about whether there was any connection between the two.

"Go away with me - your descendants -"

The old man with white hair began to go crazy again and said these words vaguely. He seemed to have his own thinking and mind, and wanted to express such a meaning, but he was always unable to explain it clearly.

"Amun, how did you know this old man?"

The eyes were full of confusion. The patriarch Hong Zheng looked at him for a long time but did not find the identity of the old man. Then he asked Hong Meng. He stroked his beard with one hand and began to search for the Niwan Palace, trying to find out the image of this person. Since the recent times, he has slowly moved forward, and even recalled his childhood.

"I first met at the Zhenbao Building, and then at the auction. Unfortunately, his mind was still clear in the past, but this year's situation has become so miserable."

Looking at the familiar face, Hong Meng felt sad. After all, this person taught some breakthroughs. Although he was vague, he could see his concern for young people. If Hong Meng wanted to return the treasure cauldron to him, he might not recognize him.

"oh"

Hong Zheng nodded lightly and said in a deep voice: "Since that's the case, it means that he is still destined to be with our Hong family. I will send someone to take a bath for him first, and then arrange the meals well."

"Then I thank the patriarch." Hong Meng bowed and bowed, which was also considered thanks from the old man.

"It's broken."

It was night again, Hong Meng went to the Honghuang Palace as usual. He had to arrange things so that he could sleep peacefully. That was a major event related to his father's dignity, and nothing was that important. During the day, the elder was staring at him, and Hong Meng couldn't give the jade from the auction to Hong Zheng...

In the back hall of the Honghuang Palace, Hong Zheng and Hong Tong were both walking anxiously, sighing why Hong Meng was not delayed. Of course, they cared about the tens of thousands of gold coins on Hong Meng.

"You're here, sit down!"

When Hong Meng arrived, Hong Zheng ignored his identity and hurriedly pulled a chair over and asked Hong Meng to sit down. Hong Tong also pulled him and insisted on him sitting down.

"How can this work?"

Hong Meng was forced to hold onto the chair by the two of them. When did he become so noble?

"You have made great contributions to the Hong family, and now you will be worshipped by both of you!"

After saying that, before Hong Meng was ready, Hong Zheng and Hong Tong both turned over and bowed. Hong Meng quickly stood up and bowed to Hong Zheng and Hong Tong. The scene lasted for a long time before the three of them sat down and spoke.

He reached out and took out a crystal clear jade, Hong Meng handed it to Hong Zheng, and said excitedly: "This is 180,000 gold coins, the patriarch has collected it. In addition, where is my father's grave-"

His hands were trembling, and old Hong Zheng's eyes were blurred, and tears flashed. Then he wiped away his tears and said happily: "The Hong family is saved! Hong Tong, starting tomorrow, we will buy oil, salt, rice, and other swords, guns and sticks to prepare for war. Also, the wasteland under Dayou Mountain is extremely cheap, and it is probably not necessary to finish it. Then, the grand cemetery will build a grand cemetery and connect the tomb of the ancestor and Hong Yun's tomb. Do you understand all these things?"

"I understand." Hong Tong took the life-saving gold coin and focused on it. He was still young and was more proficient in doing things than Hong Zheng. Besides, Hong Tong had a special identity, and Hong Zheng believed in his loyalty more.

"Class leader, you really don't know that old man with white hair?"

Hong Meng expressed his doubts because he felt that the Hong family dominated the country back then must have made friends with many heroes, and this old man might be one of them.

"I feel familiar and I still know each other. Unfortunately, I'm old and I don't know if it's him. You guys wait."

Still excited, Hong Zheng went up the second floor alone, stepped on the stairs, and finally disappeared into the crack of the door.

"Damn it, it's the second floor again? What kind of shocking secret is there?"

Looking at Hong Zheng's disappearing figure, Hong Meng felt more and more that it was necessary to find out the second floor. Seeing that so many secrets were related to the second floor, he couldn't stand his curiosity.
Chapter completed!