You Are Strong But It’s Mine Now

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"Sister Qingmei, today is not the ancestor worship festival, why did the second master suddenly burn paper money?"

In an unremarkable mansion in the outer city, Yin Minghong was burning paper money in the yard. The gray-white paper money fluttered and turned to ashes on the flame, and the steaming smoke seemed to depict the scene of another world.

Rong Yao, dressed as a coolie, stood by the door and watched Yin Minghong's actions curiously. He was here today on a mission with Yin Minghong, but he came early to see this scene, so he naturally felt weird—who would burn paper money early in the morning.

"Minghong is paying homage to our eldest brother with a different surname." Mu Qingmei sat on the steps at the entrance of the main hall, looking at the burning fire with a reminiscence expression: "Eldest brother died three years ago, and today is his death anniversary. "

"By the way, why are you standing at the door? Come in and have a cup of tea."

Rong Yao shook his head and pointed to his dress: "I'm so dirty now, it's not easy to get in, I'll just stand here."

"Then go take a shower in the back."

"This is a disguise." Rong Yao smiled bitterly: "I am now a fugitive slave from the Jing Mansion, and I may meet people I know when I act outside, so I have to get it dirty so that they can't see it. And the outer city knows me. There are actually quite a lot of people.”

"Why?" Mu Qingmei asked strangely, "Are you a celebrity?"

"It's not a celebrity, it's just that I used to be in charge of purchasing ingredients from the house, and then..." Rong Yao was a little hard to say: "Because my parents were born well, my aunts and aunts would treat me very well when they saw me. stay with me."

Mu Qingmei was shocked: "It's true or false, then why didn't my aunt and aunt give me preferential treatment when I went to buy vegetables? I look good too!"

Rong Yao didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Well... as the so-called opposite **** attracts, my aunt and aunt may prefer a good-looking man like me."

"Hey? So you are remembered by many people because you are too handsome?" Mu Qingmei looked at Rong Yao for a while, then shook her head: "But I think you feel ordinary."

"Sister Qingmei is well-informed, so naturally she doesn't look down on my stinky skin." Rong Yao smiled, he glanced at Yin Minghong, and asked again, "Is Sister Qingmei the second-in-command better than me? already?"

"Yeah!" Mu Qingmei blurted out, but when she noticed Rong Yao's half-smile eyes, she immediately blushed and defended: "But he's just like that, he looks black, his eyes are scary, and when he eats Loud... at most, a little bit more handsome than you, just a little bit more."

"real!"

"If you laugh again, let me learn from you."

Rong Yao suddenly stopped smiling——Doctor Wen Hong told him thousands of times, don't provoke Mu Qingmei, the title of Xuanzhu Baiye's chief combat force 'convincing people with strength' is not for nothing. Many of Yin Minghong's injuries were caused when he 'discussed' with Mu Qingmei.

Rong Yao quickly changed the subject and sighed, "Why is the second master burning books?"

I saw Yin Minghong tearing off the pages of the book and throwing them into the flames.

"Ah, that's "The Legend of Vulcan". My eldest brother was a die-hard fan of "The Legend of Vulcan" during his lifetime. Before he died, he told us that every year on his death anniversary, we must burn the latest volume of "The Legend of Vulcan" for him."

Rong Yao nodded, and sighed again: "Why is the second master burning the magic cards?"

I saw Yin Minghong throw a stack of tactics cards into the flames.

"Ah, my eldest brother was one of the ten extraordinary and holy players in the War Art Card Hall before his death. Before his death, he told us to burn a set of War Art cards for him every year after the version of War Art Cards was updated."

Rong Yao nodded, and after a while he couldn't help but sigh again: "Does your eldest brother still like to read yellow albums!?"

I saw Yin Minghong tearing open a fragrant picture album, Rong Yao felt very excited at a glance, and he wanted to ask Yin Minghong where he bought it.

"Ah, although eldest brother really likes to read it, but he thinks that since paper money will become real money when burned down, then these picture albums might become real women if burned down." Mu Qingmei shrugged: "Big brother, he's dead. He was a virgin before, he felt that he was timid and loved to play cards and love, and he must be a childish ghost when he got down, so before he died, he told us that we must burn him a picture album of beautiful women every year - but if this is really useful, then he is below I don't have time to do anything other than make little devils with hundreds of beauties."

Rong Yao finally couldn't bear it any longer: "Your eldest brother asked too much before he died!?"

"Yeah, after all, the elder brother was killed by Ming Hong himself."

A gust of wind suddenly erupted in the yard, and the flames suddenly became vigorous and danced wildly, swallowing paper ashes. Rong Yao looked over and found that Yin Minghong had been looking at the flame calmly, his appearance became a little distorted in the transpiration of the flame, like a ghost and terrifying, like a **** forgetting his feelings.

"You didn't continue to ask." Mu Qingmei put her chin on her hands: "Do you know about Xiao Jiushan?"

"I heard about it when I was in Jing Mansion three years ago, and Doctor Wen Hong also told me something." Rong Yao thought about his words: "So, your elder brother... is the one who led the Xiaojiushan workers' riot back then. Boating on water?"

"Well, big brother, Ming Hong, me, the three of us grew up together, studied together, practiced together, and joined Bai Ye together."

"The incident of Xiaojiushan still caused a lot of shock in Xuanzhu County. After all, too many people died." Rong Yao said: "In the rumors, Shui Xingzhou is a righteous man who is not afraid of power and resists. The hero of tyranny..."

Mu Qingmei burst into a laugh, "Big Brother must have died and never thought that his reputation after he died would be so much better than when he was alive - he was a famous coward at the time, and sometimes he would cry on the spot when he couldn't play cards. Come out. He was bullied several times, and Ming Hong and I went over to help him find a place."

"Don't look at me as a big brother now, that's what we used to laugh at him - he's not as good as us except for his age, he just slips away when he learns, runs out to play cards when he practices, and no one can beat him in a fight. Many times, he is the big brother who needs our care."

"But he loves you very much." Rong Yao said.

Mu Qingmei was silent for a long time before slowly saying: "I was not in Xiaojiu Mountain at the time, and Ming Hong didn't say much, but I can imagine what happened - they killed the elders of the Jing family, and the Jing family had already They came to Heyang Army and decided to **** suppress the miners of Xiaojiushan. The surrender was just a long torture. They couldn't even escape. Credit for defecting to the Jing family makes this riot at least a little meaningful."

"How could such a cowardly person, eldest brother, bear such a deep blood feud?" Mu Qing tilted her head, "After Minghong came back, I blamed him for a long time—but then I also understood that Minghong has been so many years. Big brother would definitely rather die than face the suffering he suffered."

Rong Yao's expression changed slightly after hearing the gentle saying of 'I blame him for a long time'.

He remembered that Doctor Wen Hong said that Yin Minghong was almost beaten to death three years ago, with multiple comminuted fractures all over his body, and it took a full week of light therapy to get out of bed. As for who hit, Doctor Wen Hong didn't say, but this information was followed by "Don't mess with Mu Qingmei".

At this time, Yin Minghong had stopped throwing things into it to burn. Lack of combustibles, the fire slowly decreased, and soon only a few small flames remained.

"Big brother."

Yin Minghong sat in front of the fire and said softly, "I'm going to make an important decision today."

"It may lead us to destruction, or it may produce miracles."

"Just like when you slapped me to wake me up, brother, help me make up my mind."

Whoa!

The breeze blew, the embers exploded, and the flames that were about to go out suddenly burst into flames more than one meter high, gorgeous and fleeting.

"I see." Yin Minghong stood up, took out the red ribbon and wrapped it around his hand: "Brother Rong, let's go."

Rong Yao, who was dressed in rough clothes, bent down and saluted: "Waiting for a long time."

...

...

The meeting place is Damen Stone Street.

Damen Stone Street is a famous and prosperous street in the outer city, with century-old ready-to-wear shops, Xuanzhu old snacks, Dongyang accessories... There is food, clothing and beauty, and the price is not high, even ordinary families can bite their teeth to visit Damen Shijie' To be extravagant, the childhood dream of many children is to eat and drink freely in Damen Stone Street.

Yin Yinyin set the meeting place at Damen Stone Street very reasonable. There are so many people here that you can easily escape even if something happens. But in the same way, Bai Ye can easily set up spies here, and even some shop owners on Damen Stone Street are White Night Walkers.

Rong Yao followed Yin Minghong ten steps away, pretending to be a coolie who came to Damen Stone Street to find a job, and was not conspicuous at all.

Looking at his pocket watch, the time was about to reach 9 in the morning. Yin Minghong followed Yin Yinyin's instructions and went to Friends to buy a cup of coconut milk.

But three days ago, Bai Ye had already sent someone to be an apprentice in Friends, and there were also White Night Walkers watching over Friends.

Even if a child suddenly came to deliver a message at this time, the others would follow Yin Minghong!

I paid, bought a bottle of coconut milk and finished it.

Yin Minghong looked at the empty bottle in front of him and fell into a deep thought.

He was released from the plane by... Yin Yin?

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion at the intersection. After a while, an empty rickshaw rickshaw suddenly pulled to the door of Friends. This rickshaw was a bit strange, with wide seats and three drivers.

The driver with a towel on his left shoulder patted Yin Minghong's shoulder: "Mr. Yin, do you want to take the car?"

"I..." Yin Minghong was stunned for a moment, and suddenly understood: "Yes."

"Get in the car." The middle driver said happily: "Your friend has spent a lot of money for me to pick you up. Don't worry, our Scud team will take you there as quickly as possible. Next time you call for a car, you can go to the car shop and call us, We are the fastest team in Xuanzhu County—!”

The driver on the left: "Fly!"

Middle driver: "Mao!"

The driver on the right: "Legs!"

Yin Minghong got into the car, glanced at Rong Yao behind him, and motioned for him to follow.

The speed of the human rickshaw is the same. After all, it is pulled by people. Where can it go faster? The others were able to follow easily. Yin Yinyin made no sense at all this time, he made a mistake.

"Hold on tight, sir!"

Just when Yin Minghong thought so, he suddenly felt a strong push back, and saw the rickshaw take off in a hurry!

Really scud!

The scenery left and right quickly retreated, Yin Minghong clung to the handrail with both hands, and he even felt that he might be thrown out if he were faster - this speed is about the same as that of a car! ?

After about four or five minutes, the rickshaw slowly began to slow down, and finally stopped at an alley, "Sir, it's here!"

Yin Minghong hurriedly jumped out of the rickshaw and looked at the three drivers with some fear: "Your car... It's really fast."

"Of course, we're a professional team—"

"fly!"

"hair!"

"leg!"

Then the driver said: "According to your friend's request, I will drive you here, and you will know what to do. Then, sir, I wish you a smooth journey."

When the rickshaw left, Yin Minghong looked around and cursed inwardly.

He walked left and right along the alley familiarly, and soon came to an alleyway with two towering walls.

That's right!

It's the alleyway where they last met!

There's even a red brick in the middle of the alley!

Yin Minghong picked up the red brick and asked, "Yin Yin Yin?"

A familiar soft male voice immediately came from the wall next to him: "Hey? Yin Minghong, are you here? It seems that Scud is really fast..."

Yin Minghong twitched the corners of his mouth: "You still have to come here to meet in the end, why do you want me to go to Damen Stone Street to buy a bottle of coconut milk?"

"Have you ever drunk honey five-flower tea?"'Yin Yin Yin' suddenly asked a strange question~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Yin Minghong was taken aback: "Drinked."

"Do you think coconut milk is better, or honey five-flower tea?"

Yin Minghong thought for a while: "Coconut milk."

"Hey, you guys have bad taste." Yin Yin Yin sighed: "Then, the chat is over. It's been ten days, and it's time for Bai Ye headquarters to make a decision on my cooperation proposal? It's a breakup, Or do it all over again?"

Your statement is weird... Yin Minghong was silent for a moment, then said, "No, Baiye headquarters did not make a decision on your suggestion."

'Yin Yin Yin' seemed surprised: "Then... give you a little more time? Ten days is not enough, how about thirty days?"

"No." Yin Minghong said with his back to the wall, "The headquarters gave the decision-making power to the Xuanzhu branch, and the branch gave the decision-making power to me. Now I can directly decide whether to cooperate with you."

"It sounds like the pot is divided, the pot is pushed down layer by layer, and then pushed to your little **** to make you take full responsibility..."

Yin Minghong said in a deep voice, "If I make a mistake, Xuanzhu Baiye is willing to go to Huangquan with me."

The alley was suddenly quiet.

After a while, 'Yin Yin Yin' said: "I have already said what I should say. I have done what I should not do. Then, please give your answer, White Night Walker."

"Whether it's like-minded or parting ways, I just need one result."

But Yin Minghong said, "Before that, I want to ask you a question first, the dark voice is hidden."

"Excuse me."

Yin Minghong looked at the wall, his eyes seemed to penetrate the high wall and saw the figure standing on the other side——

"'Yin Yin Yin', are you really Yin Yin Yin?"