Chapter 1269 1269: One battle to determine the southwest (Sixth) [Please give me a monthly vote]


    Cui Hui is much softer than she thinks.


    The old grievances turned into sighs in front of my mother''s mourning hall after years of age.


    She forced herself to feel tired and looked at him with her head down.


    My father, who is always gentle and elegant in my memory, is actually old, and she has lost a close relative of her blood, and the rest is a little bit too bad. She is afraid that she will spend the rest of her life in regret. Cui Hui said, "Before my mother died... I left you a last word. She said that she didn''t hate you much in the past, but she just hated God for making trouble."


    I hate this world where ordinary people find it difficult to live in peace.


    Cui Xiao didn''t respond to her words, and Cui Hui was too lazy to care whether he could hear it: "My mother also said that she actually has something to do with you. If Ah Weng had no children in his life and had too much obsession, with your temper, he might not have gone to those muddy waters."


    Who can be a good person who is a bandit from his ancestors?


    By Ahon''s generation, the world became even more chaotic.


    It is difficult for men to raise, and Ah Weng has only one daughter in his life, so it is too difficult to continue his bloodline. It was probably because of God''s favor that he accidentally adopted a child son-in-law. This child son-in-law happened to have the talent for cultivation that only a noble person had. Ah Weng couldn''t help but think about it. If this son-in-law can make a name for himself, wouldn’t the past of the old Cui family be erased?


    The descendants can also be honest and upright, instead of continuing to stay in the mountains and forests, and worrying all day long like mice.


    Over time, this became a heart disease of Ahweng.


    And his father, he also agreed with Ahon’s plan.


    As time goes by, Cui Hui also tries to understand his parents'' difficulties.


    Before her death, the mother also tried to untie her daughter''s knot.


    [Some things cannot be blamed entirely on filial piety and brothers. 】


    He didn''t feel anything when he stayed in the village, but after leaving the village, his life experience, status, talent, background... these naked reality forced him to face it. The gap is so big that people he regards as treasures become scum that everyone can despise.


    Not to mention the others, just talking about the children''s marriage in the future, and the in-laws'' blood that ruined him, he would be crazy just thinking about it.


    His elder sister should have the title of imperial decree, and his children should have inherited official titles. This lineage of Cui can shine on the family. From then on, she has completely got rid of the origin of bandits, and no one dares to ridicule the matter with her origin. However, he never thought that this road would cost such a big price. How could he not hate Qi Yuanliang who interfered? How can we not hate ourselves who became an executioner?


    Cui Xiaomuran listened to her daughter''s retelling.


    Wuli laughed: "She deserves to be strange."


    At least this time it should be weird.


    Cui Hui didn''t understand the implicit meaning, but she didn''t go into it.


    The son brought Cui Xiao a bowl of warm water and sighed: "The temple has limited material resources. My father first drinks some warm water to moisten his throat. Don''t make himself too embarrassed, for fear that my mother will be uneasy when she sees it."


    Cui Xiao finished drinking in silence.


    Handing the wooden bowl back, he finally saw his son clearly.


    My son was so uncomfortable that he was staring at him. He touched his face that had not been washed for two days. The fat meat under his fingertips was bulging, and he stretched out his handsome face and looked at it with more than one number: "Isn''t this...becoming fat in middle age?"


    He squatted beside his old father, one person against the latter two.


    Clothes are made all year round, fabric is needed.


    Cui Xiao turned his eyes back in a word and said in a hoarse voice: "It''s not easy for your mother to recognize you."


    Ke Wu likes good colors, how could my sister not have this hobby?


    His son was loved by the fact that he was born, and he was beautiful from a baby to a teenager. He thought that the flowering period was long, but he never thought that he would be ruined in this way when he was middle-aged. The son turned his head and looked at the coffin, and his mouth twitched slightly: "Mother doesn''t think her son is ugly."


    If he doesn''t get fat, he will not recognize him.


    Speaking of which, during the holidays, my mother is indeed closer to his children and Big Bear Ermi, and she is concise in language, but he thinks this is because of his maturity and stability. Parents and children are both older, and it is not good to hug each other like before.


    Cui Xiao looked at the coffin and said, "I''ll hate it."


    My sister said that she would not like the child if she was too ugly.


    The son muttered indignation: "That must be a joke."


    The more I talk, the less confident I feel.


    When he was young, he was also a handsome young man. However, his life was too comfortable and he didn''t control his mouth. In just half a year, his cheeks were more than two round circles, and his jawline was clear and he ran away from home. That Mid-Autumn Festival family banquet, my mother came from the nunnery to reunite. When he saw that his eyes were straight, his expression seemed to be full of words, but in the end he didn''t say anything.


    Looking back now, I guess it’s not a good thing.


    He pursed his lips as if he was a child, and was about to make a few words of excuses - someone who is middle-aged and whose children can grow up in two years is that he will be fatter and ugly. He doesn''t need to be a son-in-law for others, and his wife doesn''t dislike him. As a result, before his defense begins, he sees his father looking away.


    son:"…"


    Cui Zhi: “…”


    The bad habits of good colors may not be entirely dependent on my mother-in-law.


    Before keeping the spirit, Cui Xiao had to deal with some things.


    For example, when you are waiting for news at the foot of the mountain.


    "If I haven''t returned for a long time, I''m afraid I''ll have a misunderstanding, which will disturb my sister''s last purity." Cui Xiao bent down and picked up the dusty knife and patted it. He closed his eyes and opened them again. If he ignored the red and swollen eyes, he could no longer see the obvious sadness on his face.


    Cui Zhi stood up and followed him: "The son-in-law gave his father-in-law a journey."


    Cui Xiao looked at Cui Zhi who was following him and sneered.


    "You have the courage to come."


    Cui Zhi was also calm: "My mother has not passed the seventh year of her first life."


    If the other party is really shameless and takes advantage of the fact that he is sending him down the mountain, Cui Zhi can only admit that he is unlucky. The father-in-law and son-in-law were speechless all the way, and Cui Zhi stopped a few miles away from the Eternal Life Cultist. The face is calm, but the heart is carefully observing.


    Most of the immortal believers are mobs.


    Where can the mob know what kind of troops are deploying?


    Wherever you go, it feels like a locust crossing the border, in a mess.


    Small sand is difficult to make a climate.


    The one in front of me is different.


    It can be seen from the various locations that it has been trained by people. Even if it is incomparable to regular soldiers who have experienced many battles, it is still better than many of them compared to the mobs who fight alone like scattered sand. I am afraid it has a lot to do with him, the old Taishan.


    Cui Zhizheng thought, and Old Taishan was coming out.


    After dressing up as a mourning person, he was replaced with a bright color.


    Cui Xiaodao: "It''s over, let''s go."


    There was another silence going up the mountain.


    Cui Zhi used his light to observe Lao Taishan secretly, sighing in his heart that the other party was tough in his heart. If the person lying on the coffin was Ke Wu, he would probably find it difficult for him to recover his rationality in the short term. Lao Taishan not only calmed down, but also remembered the important things in his mind, and also made a special trip to explain.


    He could understand the other party, and it was probably indifferent to Ke Wu''s eyes.


    In a short while, it was late at night.


    Cui Zhi and his brother-in-law accompanied Lao Taishan to guard the spirit.


    Cui Xiao glanced at his son: "What are you doing here?"


    My son was almost choked and said angrily: "Even if I am ''good and people change'', my father shouldn''t have complained about me in front of my mother. I am worried that you will cry again... I am treating you as a donkey''s liver and lungs. Whenever I fall into my dream, I will definitely sue you!"


    Cui Xiaodao: "An eye-catching."


    The son was so angry that his forehead was thunderous.


    But I still didn''t do anything to leave.


    Even if he wants to leave, his father should leave!


    Cui Zhi: “…”


    Cui Xiao looked at the altar and murmured: "No more."


    No one in this world can make him cry like this.


    The first seven night was particularly long. Cui Xiao looked out the door from time to time, looking forward to a gust of night wind bringing her news, but unfortunately, there was no wind all night until dawn. Cui Zhi chose a Fengshui treasure land on the mountain two days ago and ordered people to dig a grave. "Time is tight, and I will repair a new tomb for my mother the next day."


    Carry the coffin and bury it, and see the new soil and bury the grave until it is completely covered.


    Cui Xiao arranged the offerings and stared at the tombstone that had not been engraved for a long time: "Sister, I will not let you wait too long."


    Because there was something wrong in the temple, Cui Hui went down the mountain one step ahead of time.


    After the processing was completed, I waited for her brother to come.


    “Where is Father and the Supreme Good?”


    "Brother-in-law, aren''t they going to get along with you?"


    Cui Hui shook her head: "No."


    "This, the road to the mountain is only one. I have been here for a while and I haven''t seen anyone come down..." As he said that, he wanted to go up the mountain to find out. He knew his father, except for the eldest brother, never recognized the husband of his elder sister. "A father wouldn''t take the opportunity to show off his old Taishan style with his brother-in-law, right? His temperament..."


    I want to speak but stop, but I want to speak yet.


    My father was a deputy to Ahon for several years, so no matter how much he learned poetry, books and words, he could not completely eliminate the bandits'' plundering of domineering nature. His brother-in-law would suffer unrestrained disasters.


    Cui Huihan looked up: "I don''t even dare to do it!"


    He said that, but he was still honest in his actions.


    The siblings turned back to the mountain and looked around.


    Except for the newly renovated lonely tomb on the top of the mountain, no other thing was seen. The two of them searched carefully again and finally found a lost jade pendant in an inconspicuous corner. He swallowed his saliva nervously, his hands trembling: "Brother-in-law''s jade pendant?"


    Children from aristocratic families use jade to restrain themselves and will not give up easily.


    What''s more, he is his brother-in-law, the eldest brother-in-law of a noble family.


    In addition to the jade pendant, the two looked for other clues.


    "This fan... has the word?"


    The knife fan belongs to their father.


    At first I thought my father left a knife fan to accompany my mother, so I didn’t look carefully during the inspection. I just found that the words were written on it, and the knife fan was blank before: “What was written?”


    "Borrow...Cui Zhishan...Is it useful?"


    At this moment, the wind on the top of the mountain was a little noisy.


    The dog tail grass near the new grave sways gently.


    Cui Zhi knew that Old Taishan might use evil tricks to deal with him, but he didn''t expect that evil tricks would come so quickly and shamelessly!


    "Sneaking attacks are contrary to the way of a gentleman..."


    What''s more, they are still a relationship between father-in-law and son-in-law!


    Cui Zhi thought he was used to the strong storms, but he really didn''t expect this scene! Cui Xiao sneaked himself from behind, half carrying and half dragging him, and swaggeringly took him down the mountain in front of his brother-in-law. Cui Zhi wanted to call for help, but Dan Mansion was banned, and his throat was blocked by literary energy and could not speak out - the other party [Stop Speech] was too skillful, so skillful that he caught him off guard!


    Cui Xiao sneered: "Pediatric! War is a trick. I have to sue you in advance when dealing with you? Wouldn''t it be stupid?"


    Does Cui Zhi believe this?


    Cui Zhi really doesn''t believe it. He just wants to remind Lao Taishan to have some shame. Before going down the mountain, he was still stable. There were people guarding the road he had to go down the mountain, and there were also his own personnel, and there were many brave warriors who could stand up to their strength. Cui Xiao could not take him away.


    "Aren''t my father-in-law afraid that this move will make Kewu sad?"


    "The old ones don''t go, the new ones don''t come, you''ve divorced her. Why did she be sad for you?" Cui Xiao was so sad that he stabbed his son-in-law, and then kindly gave Cui Zhi a reminder, "Don''t expect your men to come to save you."


    Cui Zhi initially thought that Cui Xiao’s inner response could only be so unscrupulous, until he saw him swaying with the [Chasing the Wind and Scenery] over several levels of wooden stakes, and the guards were unconscious. Cui Zhi’s calm face finally cracked.


    "... Moreover, you are the head of the Cui clan of Qi State and the confidant of Qi State and you don''t need to say much about anything. It''s okay if you don''t meet him. Since you meet him, how can you go back empty-handed?"


    Cui Zhi laughed at his anger.


    Just after my mother-in-law''s first seven, Cui Xiao robbed people after her feet.


    Is this something that people can do?


    Cui Zhi, the head of the Cui family, the head of the Southwest branch, never dreamed that he would fall into the hands of the enemy in this form.


    Cui Xiao brought back a big fish.


    "Why are you back now?"


    Cui Xiao’s old friend was surprised to see him.


    "Who is this young man?"


    "My ex-son-in-law, Cui Zhi, the head of the Cui family."


    Old friend: "Really fake???"


    Cui Xiao sneered: "Bao Zhen."


    Cui Zhi was also angry and laughed.


    There is no reason why his old father-in-law was abandoned by his wife and his children hated him! It was purely his own fault!


    The old friend frowned: "It''s useless to catch it here."


    After all, he is Cui Xiao’s son-in-law, so he can’t throw it to the Lord to sacrificial flag.


    Cui Xiao: "How come it is useless? As long as you are locked up, Cui will be out of control. How many less trips can you give us?"


    You can sell it at a good price in the future.


    The old friend nodded thoughtfully: "That''s true."


    If Cui Zhi cannot be killed, he can only take care of him and throw this chore to Cui Xiao. However, he still wants to talk about Cui Xiao: "It doesn''t matter if the situation is horizontal and vertical. If you have something to do at home, take care of your family first. No matter how long it is, you will be able to be even in seven or eight days."


    Cui Xiao lowered his face: "No need."


    He said again: "Send someone to the mountain to get the medicinal herbs."


    Cui Zhi was almost shocked by his cheeky face.


    "My father-in-law took my man and still wanted Cui''s medicine?"


    Cui Xiao did not comment on this.


    Ordered someone to take Cui Zhi down for strict supervision.


    When he left, he spat out a mouthful of blood close to black and red in his old friend''s horror gaze, and his whole face was white and almost transparent. The old friend held his wrist and supported the person. The next moment he was panicked: "Cui Shanxiao, how about your meridians and Danfu..."


    Not only these, even the heart meridians are damaged.


    No matter how you look at this pulse, it is not a sign of longevity, it is like...


    "Someone hurts you?"


    Cui Xiao pulled his hand back and coughed, "I''m just hurting myself."


    My friend thought about the reason why Cui Xiao went up the mountain overnight and swallowed the words he wanted to persuade him. Cui Xiao couldn''t stand others pity him.


    "Put your eyes away!"


    But his old friend didn''t let him be willful: "The doctor in Xinglin can cure."


    Cui Xiao changed the topic: "It''s just a little internal injury, why should I disturb the Medical Department? Things have come to this point, and there is no need to waste the opportunity for such trivial matters. Cui Zhishan is in our hands. Whether it is to restrain Cui or instigate Cui''s civil strife, it will be effective. The Lord has not had much time, and the Southwest Continent is not worth wasting time."


    (ˇˇ)…


    Today I went shopping and checked out in cash for the first time in three or four years. Then the boss asked me for 64 and gave me 4 coins. I thought it was one cent, but I was about to say that I gave it wrong. As a result, the boss said that this is what the current part is_(:з」∠)_


    The one-round coin in my memory is not that small, and the gloss looks like it was a cent before.


    If you get it, you think you have got the counterfeit money.


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