Porcelain Source Hall.The mansion built by the ancestors of the eight clans is also a meeting hall that inherits the glory of a hundred years.After a raging fire destroyed the Yansheng Hall, the Xian Pavilion, the Wuxin Courtyard and the Longfu Family Temple, it became the only place that was unharmed.When the Mo patriarch rushed to the Porcelain Source Hall non-stop, ready to gather the leaders of the eight major clans to discuss important matters, the courtyard of the Porcelain Source Hall was already surrounded by water.The horse made a panicked "bang" sound outside the gate, and the old steward, who trembled like the autumn wind and fallen leaves, saw the arrival of Patriarch Mo, and rushed over and cried as if he had seen a life-saving benefactor."
Patriarch Mo, go in and take a look.Woo woo, it's so miserable!
It's miserable!
”"What's going on?"
Patriarch Mo was not in a hurry to dismount, and looked forward to the front yard inside the gate, which was full of people standing in the dark.Because everyone had their backs to the gate, they couldn't see their faces clearly.The old steward raised his sleeves to wipe his tears, and pointed to the tearful accusations of the people in the gate: "Patriarch Mo is the villain's master."
They didn't know who ordered them to break in, not only occupying the villain's account, but also smashing open the backyard bank. ”"What?
They smashed the vault?
What about the silver in it?
”Patriarch Mo was so frightened that he fell off his horse and happened to fall on the old steward's body.The old steward quickly hugged Patriarch Mo, and cried timidly: "It's empty!"
Woo woo, the old slave is guilty wow!
The old slave is incompetent, wow!
The treasury was emptied by them, and the old slave could not be redeemed!
”"Get out of here!"
Patriarch Mo pushed the old steward away and rushed into the gate in a hurry, immediately being held by two masked black-clothed men with arms and feet in the air."
Who are you?
What to do?
”"Uncle Zhuge Zi, get out of here!
Uncle Zhuge Zi, get out!
”"You can't do this to me, I'm the patriarch of the Mo clan, you let me go!
Let me go!
”…… Even if Patriarch Mo shouted through his throat, he couldn't do anything, and was easily lifted up by two masked black-clothed men and walked to the silver vault in the backyard."
Huh?"
The belated patriarch was standing outside the gate and was stopped by the old steward.The old steward, who wiped away his tears, whispered, "Patriarch Dian, go and gather all the masters to save people."
They are numerous and powerful, and they are heroes, and they do not suffer immediate losses.Patriarch Mo has already lost it, and Patriarch Dian must not act recklessly. ”"You watch here, I'll call someone."
The patriarch looked at the masked black-clothed man inside, which was very similar to the guards brought by Zhuge Yi and Ling Eighteen.Instead of rushing in, it is better to discuss with Patriarch Cheng, Patriarch Yan and Patriarch Si.The old steward was glad that he didn't follow up, and he stretched his neck worriedly to look at the front yard where the black pressed the crowd, wondering if Patriarch Mo would be killed by them.The backyard of the porcelain source hall is a quiet place.There are three main houses on the ground, three side rooms on the left and right, and the regular courtyard layout is no different from ordinary houses.The seemingly unremarkable courtyard is truly amazing in the silver vault hidden deep underground.Silver Treasury, except for the patriarch of the eight major clans, no one knows where the entrance to the Silver Treasury is.Even the old stewards of the porcelain source hall for generations are in the dark.They had handled an innumerable amount of silver, and the accounts recorded in the books flowed more than the water of the porcelain river, but they could see the silver in front of them, but they could not see where the real silver was hidden.Therefore, generations of old stewards are not only the rulers of the porcelain source hall, but also the protectors of the silver treasury.When Patriarch Mo was carried to the three main houses in the backyard, he thought that the people sitting inside were Zhuge Yi and Ling Eighteen, but he didn't expect that it was ......
"You" who greeted him......
You're not dead?
”On the clay kang in front of the window, the little girl who was eating Wuweiju's signature cake cross-legged glanced at it slightly, and continued to taste the sweet but not greasy red bean cake.Next to the earthen kang, Wu Yinling stood quietly with a bowl of bird's nest porridge."
Chestnut Begonia!
Feng Xiannu!
Are you a human or a ghost?
”Patriarch Mo looked at the little girl on the kang with wide eyes.The candlelight on the kang table was extremely bright, reflecting her fair and delicate little face more bright and jade, and a slightly pursed pink cherry lips chewed red bean cakes with relish, full of sweet fragrance mixed with a faint milky fragrance."
I haven't seen you for three days, has Patriarch Mo become an old fool?"
After eating a piece of red bean cake, Li Haitang asked Wu Yinling for bird's nest porridge and drank it in one go, complaining: "I'm tired of eating bird's nest porridge, just boil some light japonica rice porridge next time." ”Wu Yinling smiled silently and walked out of the house with a porridge bowl.When she staggered past Patriarch Mo, she threatened in the softest voice: "Don't make the big girl angry." ”Patriarch Mo held back his doubts and looked at the little girl on the kang."
Li Haitang, why did you cheat to death?""
If I hadn't died, how could I have this feast of fire tonight.It's really beautiful, and it's even more spectacular than when Li Yunzi burned down the Pavilion. ”Li Haitang sighed and sighed that the flame beauty seen tonight was more beautiful than the firecrackers of the New Year.It's a pity that she couldn't show up, and she couldn't scare the evil old foxes.However, if she can scare Patriarch Mo, it can be regarded as if she is not busy in vain.Especially by chance, she knew the secret of the underground silver vault in the backyard of Porcelain Source Hall, and it was not in vain that she worked hard to accompany the old foxes to play a bitter trick.The Mo clan elder's face was dark and gloomy, and he asked in a cold voice."
Li Haitang, do you know that you have committed a big crime?""
The mastermind of the burning of Beimin Alley is the Wu patriarch.Tonight's fire was also planned and personally planned by the Wu patriarch and the Li patriarch.Why did I get to Patriarch Mo's place and the prisoner who was interrogated by the court was actually me?
”Li Haitang shrugged his shoulders and explained very aggrievedly, so that Patriarch Mo was speechless for a while, and he was powerless to refute.It is true that she is not the mastermind behind the scenes, it is true that she is not the one who set the fire, and it is true that she is an innocent person who was mutilated."
Knock knock!"
Three slight noises came from the root of the north wall opposite the earthen kang, attracting the attention of Patriarch Mo.His grim expression instantly turned to horror, and his mouth was wide open enough to stuff a large goose egg."
Come out."
Li Haitang ordered, a stone brick at the base of the wall moved slowly, and several masked black-clothed people bent down and came out, first saluted Haitang silently, then turned around and took a few large boxes, and placed them in the center of the room one by one."
How do you know the entrance to the vault?"
Patriarch Mo was shocked.The secret of a hundred years of inheritance is only known to the patriarchs of the eight major clans.The silver buried in the underground silver vault is the foundation of the eight major clans, and it is the confidence of the eight major clans to resist everything."
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Li Haitang, who told you that?
Patriarch Cheng?
Or the Patriarch?
Or the Yan patriarch?
”Patriarch Mo panicked.According to the large boxes he saw in the courtyard, and then at the dozen or so large chests arranged in the center of the house, he was worried that all the silver in the treasury would be emptied, and he could only watch and be anxious.For some reason, Patriarch Mo looked at the little girl with a little fear in his eyes.He never dreamed that this little girl from a poor family would be so full of wings that she could no longer be trapped in the small pavilion on that side.The stars have shifted, the sun and the moon have alternated, and she has become powerful.() Glory to the end