The blazing sunshine shines down from the sky, shining in Qin Yuan's eyes. After getting off the Lincoln, Qin Yuan puts on thick-soled leather shoes for the first time and steps on the ground. His hair style has just been taken care of, so solemn.

Qin Yuan's appearance was not so exquisite even when he attended the banquet of Prince Huang's Mansion in Songhe Tower.

After passing, standing on the ground paved with limestone, Qin Yuan looked at the somewhat old door in front of him, took out a white handkerchief to wipe the sweat on his head, and reached out to stop Wei Xuan who stepped forward to help him. Qin Yuan leaned on crutches and looked at

Holding the door that slowly opened, I walked forward with difficulty one step at a time!

"sorry!"

Passing through the long gravel aisle, Qin Yuan, led by Wei Xuan, climbed step by step to the steps of the funeral parlor, and walked slowly into the mourning hall. When Qin Yuan saw the first mother wearing a vernacular on her chest, she stretched out her

With the palm of his hand, he stretched out his left hand towards the mother with gray hair on her temples!

"Um... who are you?"

The mother with tears in her eyes looked up, and a trace of surprise flashed in her tear-filled eyes. She seemed to have seen the man in front of her somewhere before, but she didn't have much of an impression!

"I am Qin Yuan!"

Pursing his lips, Qin Yuan sighed slightly, holding the crutch with his right hand, and said seriously to the mother who was suffering from the pain of losing her son:

"It's all my fault that your child died!"

"Forehead……"

The tear-stained mother opened her eyes wide and looked at Qin Yuan, not knowing what to say. At this moment, a young man with a white cloth on his head suddenly rushed over beside him, waving his fist and pointing at Qin Yuan.

Yuan called over!

"What are you doing?"

Wei Xuan next to him stopped the young man. Qin Yuan turned his head and heard the young man waving his fist and cursing angrily:

"You executioner, you bastard, you pay back my brother, you pay back my brother..."

While he was scolding, the boy's voice still turned into a long roar. He lay on Wei Xuan's arm and waved his fist at Qin Yuan. Two lines of tears that could not be suppressed spewed out. His accusation against Qin Yuan also quickly turned into a cry.

A cry!

The mother in front of Qin Yuan suddenly turned around, hugged the young man, stared at her son with eyes swollen from crying, and said firmly:

"Erwazi, you can't follow your brother's path! Do you understand?"

"sorry!"

Qin Yuan looked at the mother and son, lowered his head silently, took out the pension that had been bundled long ago from the hands of the attendant behind him, and handed it to the mother's hand:

"It's all because we didn't do a good job. You should take care of this first. As long as our Qinhuang Sect does not die, Qinhuang Sect will not lose a penny of your pension!"

"What's the point of giving money? Can it buy my brother's life?"

Shouting at Qin Yuan, the boy grabbed the banknote in Qin Yuan's hand and smashed it on Qin Yuan's head!

"You little bastard! You're crazy!"

Blocking the thrown banknotes, Wei Xuan reached out and pushed the young man to the ground, shouting angrily:

"Didn't you see that our sect leader was also injured? If you had any backbone, you would go find the person who killed your brother to avenge you. Why are you angry at us? You didn't go out to inquire? Can you come up with this all at once?

Besides our Qinhuangmen, who else has a large pension in this big river?"

"Then who killed my brother?"

The young man stood up from the ground, cocked his neck, stared, and asked with hatred:

"I'm going to take revenge on him now!"

"We haven't investigated yet. When we get the news, we will naturally avenge your brother!"

Qin Yuan looked at the young man in front of him solemnly. In this stubborn boy, Qin Yuan seemed to see his former self in a trance!

"Then go investigate. You don't even know who targeted your Qin Huangmen. No wonder my brother died so easily!"

Shouting at Qin Yuan, the young man said without fear at all:

"Even a child like me knows that whoever is in the interest of destroying the Qinhuang Clan must be who did it. If they don't admit it, just arrest a few of their people and torture them, and wait for them to report it.

In the name of it, can’t you say that you did it yourself?”

"Eh? You kid can do it!"

Wei Xuan looked at the little guy in front of him in surprise, and then looked back at Qin Yuan. A satisfied smile appeared on the latter's face, and he lowered his head and said;

"Little guy, what's your name?"

"Sect Master, Sect Master Qin, please let our second child go!"

Seeing that Qin Yuan was actually interested in his own children, the mother who had just lost a son quickly stood in front of Qin Yuan and said nervously:

"This is the only child I have left. My husband died early, and now I have to rely on this useless guy to continue the family line! You can't cut off the incense of our old Song family!"

"Mom, don't worry, I won't follow them in this small place. I want to go to Chang'an, to the capital, to the most powerful place. I want to control the fate of others just like them!"

The little guy who was stopped in front of his mother said proudly:

"Only my brother, a loser, would resort to brute force to kill people and set fires. I will not follow his old path!"

"Go to Chang'an, go to the capital, good, there is a future!"

Qin Yuan looked at the arrogant little guy with a flash of appreciation in his eyes:

"As long as you are willing, come to me, go to the capital, go to Chang'an, even if you go to the United States or England, our Qinhuangmen are willing to support you!"

"real?"

Upon hearing Qin Yuan's promise, the young man's eyes suddenly flashed, and he smiled at Qin Yuan:

"Master Qin, are you serious?"

"You're kidding! When did our Qin Clan Master's words not count?"

Wei Xuan reached out and touched the little guy's head. The latter had a serious expression on his face and said to his mother:

"Mom, I want to go to Chang'an to practice first!"

"What the hell, you want to fly before your hair has even grown? Go home and do your homework. This is your brother's mourning hall. You actually spoke ill of your brother in public. Is your brain short-circuited?"

Slapping her son on the head, Mrs. Song yelled angrily. The young man who originally had hope in his heart could only lower his head helplessly and hid aside, while Qin Yuan whispered to Wei Xuan to take note of the child.

name, and continued to move forward to express condolences to the other bereaved families. After the trip, Qin Yuan had handed out two large bags of banknotes. When he met a poor mother and daughter, Qin Yuan even untied the money.

The watch in my hand was given to the little girl.

The subsequent funeral was carried out quickly. Qin Yuan, who had lost hundreds of generals at one time, could not suppress the grief in his heart. He shed tears of sadness for these once vivid lives. When the funeral was over, Qin Yuan came from the cemetery behind the mountain.

When we came out, it was already evening.

Sitting in the car all the way down from the cemetery located in the east mountain of Guyuan City, Qin Yuan saw that engineering teams had begun to appear on both sides of the street. Many fields had been circled by various obstacles, obviously waiting for further development!

"It seems that Prince Huang's Mansion is moving very quickly. I didn't expect it to start racing here so quickly!"

Qin Yuan looked at these areas where high-rise buildings were about to rise and had to admire the strength of Prince Huang's Mansion. Although Guyuan City did not have much development potential, Huang Shijie obviously planned to spare no effort in order to make the crown on his head brighter.

, even if you spend money, you must turn this farming area in the Loop into a real wealth center!

"That's not necessarily the case. There were big families who came here before to develop the Hetao Plain, but later they all left nothing to chance. I heard people said that although Prince Huang's Mansion spent a lot of money this time, the money was all taken from various banks using Huang Shijie's credit.

The real money has not flowed in yet, and Huang Shijie is just making a gesture, who knows whether it will be true or false in the end!"

Wei Xuan was chatting with Qin Yuan while driving. Although the atmosphere just now was extremely sad, for those who have seen too much life and death, death is sometimes a ritual, and more often it is for the living.

After all, no one wants to die without a burial place!

After chatting and looking at the scenery along the way, Qin Yuan's motorcade quickly returned to Jing Zixuan's apartment. At this time, Jing Zixuan had completed simple wall decoration. All traces of the fire outside had been covered up by the new wall paint. The decoration inside

is also in the process of stepping up, and Liang Sheng

The Jingzixuan Apartment that he personally built has also withstood the test in these two days of fighting. Even if the rockets from the Guard Army flew over, some parts of Jingzixuan Apartment that were equipped with bulletproof glass would not be a big problem. There were only a few floors.

The toilet was extremely unlucky and was blown to pieces!

"You are back!"

Seeing Qin Yuan's motorcade approaching the gate, Liang Sheng, who was waiting in front of the gate, hurried up to open the gate. After Qin Yuan's car parked, he opened Qin Yuan's car door, wiped the sweat from his face, and walked towards

Qin Yuan inside said:

"Look at how many guests are waiting for you inside!"

"ah?"

Qin Yuan was stunned and quickly turned around and got out of the car. With Liang Sheng's help, he quickly entered Jing Zixuan's hall and saw seven or eight people sitting on the sofa in the hall, no one said anything!

"Master Qin, you are here!"

Wu Sheng, who had white hair, stood up. Seeing the injury on Qin Yuan's leg, he quickly stepped forward and held Qin Yuan's hand and asked:

"What's wrong with you? Why is your leg so injured after not seeing you for a day?"

"It's okay, it's okay. What's Mr. Wu doing here?"

Qin Yuan nodded to Wu Sheng and glanced over. Except for Miss Hulan who had been here in the morning, Qin Yuan didn't know any of the remaining people. But it seemed that these people were all responsible for the mission, at least.

This is what he looks like from what he’s wearing!
To be continued...