Zhang Yunyang sorted out his thoughts and finally felt that it might not be appropriate to go back to Longyin County. Maybe there would be no return. If he were not careful, both of them might die there!
Although it is said that people die for money and birds die for food, she is just a little girl and does not have such big ambitions. Instead of taking such big risks, it is better to go back to her hometown with Wu Fusheng and live out her life as an ordinary woman who takes care of her husband and raises her children. , not bad.
Wu Fusheng knew that Zhang Yunyang was really reluctant to leave. Longyin County was where she was born and grew up. There were the graves of her mother and father, and every detail of her growing up. And because of this incident, she also Her eldest aunt, Master Qianqing, was killed, and the Chen family's arrival was so strange. How could she know that the head of the Zhang family was not causing trouble?
Wu Fusheng has realized since he was a child that the world is dangerous and people are unpredictable. Everyone is out for their own interests. How many people are truly good people?
As the old saying goes, it’s hard to leave your homeland, and it’s hard to leave your hometown. If it’s not absolutely necessary, who would be willing to leave the hometown where they were born and raised?
The name you can't go back to is hometown.
Memories that cannot be brought back are distant.
"Miss Zhang, just relax. I, Wu Fusheng, have decided on my father-in-law's family fortune!" Wu Fusheng held the wind and thunder stick, danced two stick flowers, and said with a smile, "Just rely on the wind and thunder stick in my hand." , I want to make them look good!"
"Wu... Mr. Wu wants to use force? This... this... they have a large number of people, and... and among those people, there are also many martial arts masters... If we force it, I'm afraid... I'm afraid... "
Wu Fusheng laughed loudly and said: "Are those people more powerful than the second son of the Chen family in Lingnan? Even the famous second son of the Chen family in Lingnan can't resist me. Is there someone more powerful in the Zhang family? I don't think so. !”
When Zhang Yunyang heard this, he couldn't help but frown slightly and said worriedly: "Then we can't go like this. Even if we settle down here in Longyin County, if the Chen family from Lingnan comes to seek revenge in the future, won't we be in big trouble? Why not hide your name anonymously and hide in a remote place?"
After Wu Fusheng heard this, his heart sank slightly, and he secretly felt that Zhang Yunyan's words were reasonable, but then he thought about it, what does a real man look like when he is born to hide?
Moreover, if the Chen family comes to visit, he may not be his opponent. If the other party can kill Master Qianqing, why can't he kill the Chen family?
There is no such truth in the world. This second son of the Chen family can't even catch an ordinary move of his own stick. I'm afraid that the Chen family in Lingnan is just a wasted reputation. After he has settled down, he will secretly go to Chen family. Let’s check the situation at home. It’s not too late to talk about the situation, right?
Besides, my family can only be regarded as a middle-to-income family. I went out with my father to run a business and took most of the family's money with me. However, I was killed by robbers on the way. I lost all my money, so I took Zhang Yunyang back to my hometown. , looking at the appearance of such a delicate young lady, how could she bear to let such a beautiful woman live a hard life with her?
I am afraid that my mother is the only one who has food to eat at home now. She may have stopped eating. She is looking forward to going home to help. Now she looks like a beggar and brings back a mouth to eat. How can she return to that poor family? ?
After thinking about it, Wu Fusheng finally made up his mind, but with his own abilities, could he not even earn back the family fortune that originally belonged to Zhang Yunyang, Miss Zhang and himself?
Suffocate the bold to death and starve the timid to death. Where can I be afraid of him?
When people are poor and desperate, they often take desperate risks.
This has been the case since ancient times.
Wu Fusheng made up his mind, gave Zhang Yunyang reassurance, and said with a smile: "Miss Zhang, just relax. Hmm, let's write down Master Qianqing's grudge for now. If the Chen family doesn't come to me, I will go there sooner or later." Revenge against the Chen family! Let’s go to Longyin County to meet with the heads of the Zhang family!”
Zhang Yunyang sighed when he saw that Wu Fusheng had made up her mind and looked like she couldn't pull him back. She had gone through great changes many times and her mind had been tempered by the world. She was not just a fragile woman who only knew how to cry. He said: "Whether it's in water or fire, I, Zhang Yunyang, will be at the mercy of Mr. Wu for the rest of my life! I hope Mr. Wu will not betray me!"
Wu Fusheng was overjoyed, laughed loudly, put Zhang Yunyang on his back, and strode forward.
The young man's time singing and singing is well worth his time.
I still remember the breeze blowing and the sun and moon playing the piano together.
It was getting dark, but Qianqing Temple was still as bright as day.
A gang of five people, led by a fat man with a sinister face, set fires inside and outside and looted property.
A thin, dark man took a sip of wine and said impatiently: "Hai...Hai...Brother Hai, everyone has evacuated, we...we can go...let's go, right?"
The fat man with a sinister face threw away the torch in his hand, clapped his hands and said with a smile: "What's the hurry? Let's search carefully. If we can find something missing, why don't we make a fortune? The Chen family has already said hello, the government will not come until tomorrow. Man, let’s work harder and search, so that I can get you a wife for your stammer when we get back! This will save you the chance of seeing the woman next door and getting jealous every day!”
The thin black man laughed sillyly for a while and said: "Hai...Brother Hai is so kind to me, no...but...what should I do with these four people? Kill them all?"
He pointed at the four boys in their mid-teens and sixteens who were tied up tightly in the corner.
Fatty Bai looked at the four trembling young men with fright, and let out a lustful laugh, saying, "I will definitely kill him, but I must not waste it before killing him. Boys of this age are very moist..."
The thin black man's eyes widened and he said in shock: "Brother Hai, you...you..."
The fat white man glared at the thin black man and said, "Okay, there are four of us anyway, I'll share one with you, I..."
Before he could finish his words, a footprint suddenly stamped heavily on the back of Fatty Bai’s head!
The fat white man didn't even make a sound. He flew straight into the fire beside him like a piece of rag and died on the spot!
Seeing that the situation was not good, the thin black man drew his sword and tried to rush forward to fight. Unfortunately, as soon as he took a step, Wu Fusheng kicked him sideways, and with a muffled sound, the thin black man also jumped into the fire. Without saying a word, he was already in hell.
Zhang Yunyang watched Wu Fuyun kill the two thieves instantly outside the house, sighed softly, and walked into the house.
When the four teenagers in the corner saw Zhang Yunyang, they couldn't help but say "Uh-huh" and struggled.
Wu Fusheng untied the ropes of the four people and pulled out the things in their mouths.
The four people could not help but feel sad and happy after narrowly escaping from death. They all ran to Zhang Yunyang, kowtowed and cried.
These four people were originally orphans and beggars on the street. Qianqing'an was so compassionate that it opened a porridge shed and a guest house to accommodate homeless and poor people.
These four people were young and smart and diligent, so Master Qianqing accepted them as non-staff lay disciples of Qianqing Temple. They didn’t have any dharma names, so they gave them random names, calling them Afu, Aru, and so on. A Dong, A Hai.
These four people often help outside Qianqing Nunnery. Today they saw someone robbing Qianqing Nunnery and couldn't help but come forward. As a result, they were arrested together.
Zhang Yunyang asked Ah Fu, the leader: "Ah Fu, what happened in the nunnery? Where are the other people?"
"Miss Zhang, there are only four of us left. Except for the ones who ran away, all the others were killed by the evildoers!"
Zhang Yunyang looked at Qianqing'an, where the burning sky was as bright as day, and couldn't help but burst into tears. If he hadn't come to Qianqing'an, if he hadn't come to Qianqing'an, if he hadn't engaged in a martial arts contest to recruit a bride, how could Qianqing'an have suffered such a disaster?
Wu Fusheng patted Zhang Yunyang's shoulder gently and said softly: "I remember my husband said that under a whole family, how can there be a complete egg? Miss Zhang, please don't cry! In my opinion, these people may have already Premeditated, otherwise as soon as Master Qianqing died, the Chen family would have looted and burned the huge Qianqing Temple in a few hours, and they had also informed the government in advance. This matter was by no means as simple as a martial arts contest to recruit a bride. It was very complicated here. It’s dangerous, we’d better leave as soon as possible!”
Zhang Yunyang nodded in agreement, ordered four people to hitch a bullock cart, packed up some gold and silver items, packed them up, and left the city overnight.
All the officials in the county seemed to be dead, and even the city gate was deserted.
The six of them traveled all night, walking dozens of miles, and rested in a wild inn in the middle of the night.
Early the next morning, at dawn, the six of them had breakfast, hitched their ox carts, and headed straight for Longyin County.
When the sun reached its zenith, Zhang Yunyang finally saw the long-awaited dark red door!
The door in her memory was now somewhat decayed, and its original vermilion color was now mottled, moldy, and blackened.
But the hardest thing for people to let go of is always memory.
Zhang Yunyang looked at the door of the house in his memory and called out in a low voice: "Father, your Yang'er is back!"
There are several intersecting seals stuck in the middle of the door, and on the top cover are words written by Master Qianqing himself.
A big lock, stained with rust, held the door tightly.
Wu Fusheng ignored the people around him who were probing around, took out the wind and thunder stick, and smashed the lock to pieces with a 'snap'.
The door shaft made an unpleasant creaking sound, dust fell, and the spider web was as thick as a door curtain!
Wu Fusheng wiped the door clean and ordered: "Drive the oxcart into the courtyard!"
Four young men hurriedly drove the bullock cart into the courtyard, put down the stools and raised the curtains of the cart.
Zhang Yunyang got out of the car and looked at the weed-covered, dusty front courtyard, his vision blurred again.
After all, time has changed the always neat and bright home in my memory.
Wu Fusheng looked at the courtyard and saw carved beams and painted pillars. It was a magnificent courtyard. If nothing else, the twelve pillars in the vestibule were so impressive. He had never seen them before as long as he could remember. Such a wealthy house!
Wu Fusheng turned around, the more he looked, the more satisfied he became, and the more he looked, the more he admired him. People say that wealth and wealth are all a matter of smoke and mirrors. That is all pure lies. People who have never been rich can of course talk nonsense. Real wealth is real. After that, after enjoying it, who can go through the hard days of hungry vegetables and tofu with peace of mind?
Nonsense!
