"Master, have you changed your mind?"

Nangong Yu'er said doubtfully.

You were furious just now, but now you have changed?

"Remember, when you get there, I don't care about other things. You go and bring back the urn in the Buddhist hall."

Ning Hongtian said in a deep voice.

Nangong Yu'er's eyes suddenly lit up, and she had already guessed what Ning Hongtian was planning to do.

"Yes, I understand, little one!"

Manager Ning showed a sneer on his face and retreated.

………………

Zuo's late husband's hometown is in Qinghe Town in the countryside of Beijing. It can be reached in about two hours. However, because the scenery along the road is quite beautiful, and everyone paused to enjoy the beautiful scenery, it was not until the evening that their motorcade entered the small town.

The people in the town had rarely seen such a luxurious motorcade, and their eyes were full of curiosity.

"What kind of big shot is this? What a beautiful carriage, and the girl riding the horse outside is so handsome!"

An aunt said with envy.

The girl she was pointing to was none other than Li Mochou, who had a stern face and held a fly whisk.

Li Mochou's ears twitched slightly, she glanced at her aunt and ignored her.

"Oh, they seem to be heading towards Zuo's mansion?"

"In that direction, apart from Zuo's mansion, it's up the mountain, or maybe up the mountain."

Several village women stood together and whispered to each other.

In the carriage.

Zuo opened the car curtain slightly and whispered: "The dilapidated house not far ahead is the ancestral home of my late husband."

"Zhao Hu, did you hear it?"

Ning Qi nodded and shouted outside the carriage.

Zhao Hu waved his riding whip and said with a smile, "Delight!"

Under his control, the carriage slowly stopped at the edge of Qinghe Town, at the entrance of a dilapidated house with almost all the bricks and tiles falling off. At this time, people from Qinghe Town gathered around the place and pointed.

"I'm really going to the Zuo family's mansion. I don't remember which big shot the Zuo family knows?"

"Don't tell me, that boy from the Zuo family was also a fighter in the past. He may have some powerful friends in the capital."

"Hey, look, someone got out of the carriage."

An old man holding a hoe said loudly.

Ning Qi got out of the car first, and then took Xiao Yue'er and Zuo Ling'er out.

"What a handsome baby!"

Everyone was amazed.

Next came the four girls of Xin Che.

"What a handsome girl!"

There was another exclamation, and many people's eyes had turned lustful.

When Zuo got off the carriage, everyone was shocked and their faces changed drastically.

"It's Zuo who's back!"

"No wonder, I heard people say that the Zuo family gave birth to a child for that Marquis in Tulonghou Mansion in the capital. It was so shameless. Not long after her husband died, she couldn't help it anymore."

"I also heard that the Marquis is already seventy or eighty years old. As long as Zuo serves him well, he will enjoy glory and wealth forever!"

"I heard that the Marquis is still a sadist..."

Everyone pointed and looked at Zuo Shi with disdain in their eyes.

"Master, they said you are seventy or eighty years old."

Xin Lian snickered.

“People here really like to gossip.”

Ning Qi touched his nose. He was seventy or eighty years old, and he was a sadist. It seemed that someone was deliberately spreading rumors in the capital that were detrimental to his reputation.

Zuo's face was very pale. Listening to the pointing fingers of those villagers, he felt extremely uncomfortable and felt that he had been wronged. His eyes were reddish with tears rolling inside.

At this time, a peasant woman in her forties or fifties walked out of Zuo's house, holding a basin in her hand. Behind her, there was a dark-skinned, somewhat wretched-looking middle-aged man.

As soon as the peasant woman saw Zuo, she immediately screamed: "You prodigal, do you still have the nerve to come back?"

"Bitch, what are you doing back here? My brother was killed by you. Could it be that you want to rob our Zuo family's inheritance!"

The wretched middle-aged man said angrily.

"You are not allowed to say that about my mother!"

Zuo Linger angrily jumped down from Ning Qi's arms, stood in front of Zuo, and shouted at the two of them.

"My daughter is also so uneducated! Fortunately, you were still a lady before! Damn you!"

The peasant woman spat disdainfully.

The wretched middle-aged man glanced at Ning Qi and the others, his eyes lingered on Li Mochou for a while, and then he said: "What? What are you planning to do by bringing so many people here!? Let me tell you, my Zuo family

Don’t even think about touching anything!”

"Brother, I never thought about dividing the Zuo family's things."

Zuo said with a cry.

"You also know that you have no shame, right? Haha, you think that if you climb up to that Lao Shizi Marquis, you can come to my place to show off your power?"

The wretched middle-aged man sneered.

"Be bold!"

Zhao Hu shouted loudly, and the pale golden alien fighting spirit burst out from his body instantly, and his whole body was enveloped in a golden light, as if a god descended to earth, majestic.

"You, what do you want to do!"

The peasant woman and the middle-aged man were startled, and involuntarily stepped back, stammering.

Light golden fighting spirit? Although the middle-aged man is not even a fighter, it does not prevent him from hearing some rumors. It seems that only the fighting spirit of Douzong is light golden...

Thinking of this, he suddenly panicked and his legs began to tremble.

"Come here! Someone is going to kill someone and silence them! Come here quickly!"

The peasant woman suddenly screamed loudly.

This sound seemed to have been enhanced by fighting spirit, and everyone in Qinghe Town could hear it. More and more people gathered around. Suddenly, the crowd separated, and an old man walked away with a dozen strong men who looked like guards.

Come in.

"What's going on! Who dares to come to our Qinghe Town to cause trouble!"

The peasant woman seemed to have seen the savior and shouted loudly: "Uncle, take down this bitch and the dog she brought, they want to kill people and silence them!"

"It's you!?"

When the old man saw Zuo, his face suddenly turned cold, but when he saw the light golden fighting spirit on Zhao Hu's body, he stumbled and fell directly to the ground.

The men around him quickly helped him up.

"Douzong? Is it Douzong? How could it be Douzong?"

The old man's heart beat faster, he looked at Zhao Hu with a fearful expression, and said with a hint of respect: "Senior, why do you want to come to Qinghe Town?"

Zhao Hu glanced at him disdainfully and did not answer.

Ning Qi smiled and said, "Are you the clan elder here?"

When the old man saw that Zhao Hu was silent, he was very flustered and quickly said to Ning Qi: "It's the little old man."

Ning Qi smiled and said: "That's good, I'm Ning Qi, the Dragon Slayer."

Slaying the dragon!!!

When the old man heard this, he was so frightened that he knelt on the ground on the spot. The guards behind him looked at me and I looked at you, and finally knelt down in front of everyone.

"What? This little baby is the Dragon Slayer? He's not a few years older than my cow, right?"

"Didn't you say that the Dragon Slayer is seventy or eighty years old? You can't be a liar, right?"

"I don't look like a liar..."
Chapter completed!