Mojun Restaurant

This manor occupies a large area. In addition to the courtyard they are currently using for their birthday banquet, there is a main courtyard and two other courtyards in it. The main courtyard is occasionally used by their family to escape the summer heat. Originally, only Mr. Wang Residential, other courtyards are usually used for hospitality.

"Will Uncle go to the main courtyard?" Wang Shiyun said, "This courtyard is a mess, maybe Uncle went there for something."

Wang Shiqi looked at the heavy snow that isolated the entire villa from the outside world, shook his head and said, "No, you all know that my father has bad legs and feet, even if he wants to go back, he can't just go by himself."

He is not the Four Heroes of Qingsong. As a delicate and expensive literati, Wang Chongren has no reason to go inside without saying a word in this bad weather. Even if he forgets something, he can ask others to pick it up.

And don't forget, Mr. Wang's body is still in the Songhe Hall, and it is even more impossible for him to leave lightly.

Wang Shiyun and Wang Shihui looked at each other, and finally sensed what Wang Shiqi meant from his tone.

"... Probably not? Uncle is not from the Jianghu."

That's right, although Old Man Wang is old, he is a Jiang Hu person, and Jiang Hu people will have several enemies, so even if Old Man Wang died miserably today, everyone only thinks about seeking revenge in the Jiang Hu.

But Wang Chongren?He has never mixed in the rivers and lakes, and he is smooth and sophisticated, and he almost never offends others.He has been sitting in the position of magistrate of Luocheng County for nearly ten years, and he has done nothing.

No matter how you think about it, he shouldn't have suffered the same disaster as Mr. Wang.

But Wang Shiqi was already in a state of anxiety, what happened today was completely a thunderstorm on his head, not only the death of his grandfather, but also the heavy snowfall, all completely different from what he remembered, making him lose his usual composure.

However, holding on to his last hope, he quickly went to find his second uncle Wang Chongyi, summoned another group of servants, and searched the main courtyard behind, but still found nothing.

"Shiqi, don't worry, now that the mountain is covered with heavy snow, no matter who captures the eldest brother, he will not be far away, and he must be in this village." Wang Chongyi said with a gloomy face.

Wang Chongli thought for a moment, "Why don't you call a few trustworthy friends, search the entire Zhuangzi, and ask someone to check the banquet hall to see if anyone has disappeared."

When the four of them were walking the rivers and lakes, there were naturally some trustworthy friends who were also trapped in Zhuangzi today. As soon as they finished speaking, they immediately went to call for people, including Xie Wanzong and Zhang Chaochun who were in the Songhe Hall. Come.

"Please, everyone, please find my elder brother!"

The people who stayed in the banquet hall were also stared at. This was really not a pleasant experience, and naturally there were some complaints.

Not only that, Wang Chongzhi also personally led the people, and while looking at the guest list, asked the guests in the hall if anyone he knew was not here.

Jair Fei kept looking out of the window. In a short period of time, the heavy snow had accumulated an extremely thick layer.

"Mr. Li," Wang Chongzhi didn't like Wang Chongren's obsequiousness before, but at least he knew that he had enough respect when facing Jairfei, "Are all the servants you brought here?"

"Isn't it just in the side hall, you can bring someone to check it yourself." Jair Fei didn't care at all.

Anyway, none of his people will be lost.

Wang Chongzhi went naturally. After counting all the people, he said doubtfully, "I always feel that there is still one person missing, but it seems that there is no one missing."

"Fifth Master, the number of people and the horses are all right, and the two maidservants brought by Young Master Li are also in the car, so there should be quite a few of them."

Wang Chongzhi nodded, let go, and immediately went to check on the others.

...Whether it was Wang Chongzhi or the housekeeper with an excellent memory who followed him, they completely forgot the existence of Cang Yuan, obviously they had a relationship with Cang Yuan at the door.

Their actions were fast, and they quickly checked the people in the hall.

"The monk from Bao'en Temple is not here!" Wang Chongzhi said with a gloomy face.

It was only then that Jairfei found out that Monk Huixu really did not know where he had gone. He had seen him in the Songhe Hall before, but now he was nowhere to be seen.

This is a relatively obvious goal. In fact, there are still a few Jiang Hu people in the hall. According to the rest of the people, everyone doesn’t know these people very well. They just came to celebrate the birthday. Xin... But they were probably thieves and thieves who sneaked in, but they didn't expect such a big thing to happen to the Wang family.

Including Huixu, there were six people missing in the hall.

At this moment, almost everyone heard a shrill scream, which seemed to come from far away, but the pain and despair contained in the scream were still heart-pounding.

Wang Chongzhi's face changed suddenly. Although the original voice could hardly be heard due to the distance and excessive pain, he still firmly felt for a moment that it was his elder brother's voice.

Meng Haiping sighed, and said quietly to Meng Zhizhou, "Master, look, I shouldn't have come, right? This is a place of right and wrong, and now I can't run away even if I want to."

The mountain was blocked by heavy snow, and no one in the villa could escape.

Meng Zhizhou said strongly: "I didn't know that the Wang family would encounter such a disaster before I came here."

After all, he is still a little timid. After all, the Lake Sword Sect has always been peaceful. Even though Meng Zhizhou has lived for so many years, he has never seen a dead person a few times, let alone such a miserable death. .

Over there, Wang Chongzhi was already running towards the outside of the hall. The hall was in a mess, and many people from the Jianghu followed him after all to check on the situation.

At this moment, everyone was a little nervous. Most people left, and a few people dared not stay in this empty banquet hall.

Especially with the heavy snow outside, the visibility in the hall is getting lower and lower, and it is not much different from the night. It is absolutely creepy to stay here alone.

The more the situation is like this, the more people want to cuddle together, no matter if they knew each other in the past or not, they have to follow closely now, so that they can feel at ease.

These people from the rivers and lakes who usually wish to put on the appearance of being world-class in martial arts, and children who are so cowardly as if they dare not sleep alone.

Baoling quickly stepped forward to hold an umbrella for Yafei, Cang Yuan glanced at her indifferently, the heavy snowflakes that had been flying all over the sky just now stopped in an instant, the twilight glow shone on the cold white snow, With icy cold light.

Compared with the sudden heavy snow, the sudden stop of the snow is more surprising.

At least Meng Haiping felt that...the snow was not coming right, nor was it stopping right.

... Isn't this a world of martial arts, but a world of immortals who can cultivate immortals?

It may not be impossible, Meng Haiping thought.

Based on his understanding of this world, he knows that Dagan is just a small piece of land in the Eastern Region of this land. This kind of secret is still based on the handwriting of the ancestors of the Lake Sword Sect from generation to generation, which should be more reliable .

According to the handwriting, Dagan is almost isolated from the world because of the thousands of miles of Dongzhen Mountain and the vast Zhendong Sea.

Meng Haiping is not a native of Dagan. He has seen what a complete world map should look like. In addition, Dagan has always had rumors that the real world is only after crossing the Dongzhen Mountain. This is just a corner of the Eastern Region of the World.

He reasonably suspects that the Jianghu worldview he is in now may only be a small part of this world.

"Ah, the snow has stopped, can we leave now?"

While talking, some people could no longer care about the screams of Wang Chongzhi and Cai Cai, and ran to the front door.

For everyone now, nothing is more urgent than leaving this strange villa.

"It's over! The heavy snow has crushed the rocks and completely blocked the road!" Someone came to report after a while.

Most of the people present were from Jianghu, and their footsteps were naturally fast. The best Qinggong practitioners only took a moment to go back and forth, but the news they brought back was very frustrating.

"It will take time to re-open the mountain road. I'm afraid it won't be possible in a short while." Someone analyzed rationally.

So, everyone stopped hesitating and went after Wang Chongzhi again.

Jair Fei was not in a hurry, just followed behind everyone, perfectly playing the role of the delicate and frail noble son.

He had smelled the murderous desire before, if he acted earlier, he might be able to save that mortal.But Jairfei suddenly realized that he thought he was still the original human being after time travel, he was not willing to eat those desires that would lead mortals to sink to death, and he only preferred appetite, because it is the most harmless thing A sort of.

He has always advertised himself as a good devil, but that's all.

After all, he has been a demon for many years, so his heart is actually a little colder than he imagined.

It won't really be "good".

"After all, I am a demon." Jair Fei sighed.

Cang Yuan on the side looked at him, "You are a demon in the first place."

Jair Fei then thought, even if it is a fairy like Cang Yuan who is looked up to and admired by mortals, he will only be more indifferent than himself when facing this kind of thing.

Immortals and demons are both long-lived races. In essence, there are far more salted fish in them than hard-working people. When your life is only 100 years, maybe you will work hard. When your life is hundreds of years You may work very hard when you are young, but when your life is endless... what are you trying to do, be a devil emperor or an immortal emperor?

To be reasonable, if you want to be a devil emperor or an immortal emperor, it depends more on your fate than whether you work hard.

Therefore, when you have lived for thousands of years, treat many things, and see the killing of mortals whose lives are as short as ants, naturally you will not be touched at all.

Moreover, the struggle between people is not provoked by me, a demon.

Jair Fei stood in the snow, looking at Wang Chongren's horrific corpse not far away.

Compared with Wang Mingzhong's death, Wang Chongren's corpse lying on his back on the snow was even more terrifying. A hole was directly opened in his belly, and countless black worms were still crawling in and out of his belly, but the densely packed The black worms seemed to be very afraid of the cold, and when they climbed onto the snow, they were frozen and could no longer move.

Fortunately, otherwise, everyone would have to take dozens of steps back.But it is still unknown how many worms are in his stomach, so no one dares to approach his corpse, not even his brothers and sons.

Even Wang Shiqi was already vomiting on the sidelines, until tears came out.

On the snowy ground, there were traces of Wang Chongren's struggle all the way, and it was shocking just to look at it. Everyone felt goosebumps all over their bodies when they thought of the scream just now.

This is too miserable.

"Human beings really have so many wonderful ideas." Jair Fei sighed.

There was already a second victim, and Jair Fei could be sure that the murderer was among the people present, and no matter whether there was heavy snow blocking the mountain, the murderer had no intention of leaving.

If the goal has not been achieved, how can you be willing to leave?