After entering the Chen family's mansion, Meng Zhao discovered that this was actually a large-scale courtyard. Judging from the layout, it should be four courtyards, which can be regarded as a middle-class and superior family. It can support dozens of people and maintain daily dignity in the house.

However, at this time, the Chen family mansion showed desolation and dilapidation everywhere. Not only was the general environment uninhabited, but it was cold and even cold everywhere, but it was also overgrown with weeds. There were traces of filth on the surface of the courtyard wall. It had not been cleaned up and was decayed to the naked eye.

The old lame man walked in front without saying a word. Although he was dragging a broken leg, he was leaning on a sharp spear that was cut into half. He was not slow and soon took Meng Zhao and the other two to a big house in the intermediate court.

The doors of the room are wide open, with white paper and black letters on both sides of the doors, and white lanterns are hung high, making the originally dark environment more light, making the room bright, and it can be seen that it is arranged in a mourning hall.

Before a few people approached the house, a yellow-haired native dog rushed out of the house. His teeth were old and he was obviously tired and weak. However, facing the strange Meng Zhao and the other two, he still grinned, showing strong vigilance and even aggressiveness.

Following the yellow dog, a little boy about seven or eight years old, wearing a mourning uniform, wearing a white cloth belt wrapped around his head, carrying a sheathed sword and walking out, hugging the yellow dog that was barking wildly.

After all, it was a loyal dog protecting the owner. Behind the little boy hugged the neck, the dog just kept his head choking, but never screamed again, which was somewhat spiritual.

Look at this little boy, he looks so terrible, with big eyes, very upright and adorable.

However, his face was cold and he looked at Meng Zhao and the other two with a mature age very different from that of this age.

"Grandpa Jiang, are they?"

The old lame man looked at the boy with the only remaining eye, feeling distressed and relieved, and said softly,

"I'm from outside. After hearing about the master's affairs, I feel sorry for the master's chivalrousness. I'm here to burn incense."

The little boy then breathed a sigh of relief, his expression also eased a lot, he stood up and bowed with his hands on his chest and said,

"So that's the case. Since we are here to worship our father and friends, let's come with Chen Tai."

He looked at it with a stern look, although he felt a little bit like a little adult, but he had a good foundation in martial arts at such a young age. He may not be well-versed, but he has also been admitted to the true teachings.

Seeing that his originally tender right palm was covered with stiff calluses, he must have been holding swords and practicing swords for many years. I am afraid that he had already started practicing martial arts at the age of five or six. It was really good.

Meng Zhao showed appreciation on his face. Although he came to the house with the idea of ​​taking advantage of the Chen family's mother and son, he had never had any idea that it was unfavorable to the Chen family's mother and son. On the contrary, if he could make a fortune, he would be worthy of his conscience.

As far as he observes, this Chen boy is pretty good. He is facing a big change, mature and steady enough, and has the courage to try hard. At the same time, he is hard enough to practice martial arts. If his qualifications are not bad, he should have some achievements.

After entering the mourning hall, he saw a woman kneeling at the left side of the mourning hall with a pretty face, pale face, and a faint sadness.

He does not apply makeup on his face and is not too old. He is just because his mind is exhausted and his diet is not smooth, so he looks thin and weak.

As a vain, he was dressed up as he was sprinkling paper money into the burning brazier, muttering something.

Meng Zhao was extremely skilled and heard that the woman was asking for help from her deceased husband, hoping that he could protect his son through this disaster and carry the Chen family flag again in the future, so that people could know that the Chen family swordsman is still in the world.

It is not really ignorant, but after seeing through reality, you can only hope for the illusory ghosts and gods.

He is also a woman who is soft on the outside and strong on the inside. She is always thinking about her own son's life and death, but she doesn't care about her own safety. With such a good wife and son, Chen Sheng can rest in peace under the wine.

Suppressing his thoughts, Meng Zhao respectfully bowed to Chen Sheng’s tablet three times according to the rules of the Lingqian, and lit two incense sticks for himself and Gu Sinan. This person is one of the few people who have been here for so long and sincerely visited him.

Meng Zhao was a human being in his two lives. Due to his own situation, temperament and other factors, he could never be called a good person, but it did not prevent him from liking to him. He admired a chivalrous man like Chen Sheng, because it was because of such a person that this world filled with fame, wealth, blood, conspiracy, and betrayal was a little warm.

After worshiping the Kunnan swordsman, Meng Zhao did not leave, but slowly walked to the Chen family's mother and son, bowed slightly, and said in a deep voice to the two of them.

"Mrs. Chen, brothers. I know a little bit about your current situation.

Chen Sheng is a hero who is chivalrous and loyal. His widow and descendants should not be bullied so much, nor should they be threatened by the evil demons and heretics. I admire Chen Daxia for being chivalrous and willing to help. I wonder what you two mean?"

Meng Zhao could clearly see that the Chen family’s mother and son, including the only remaining old man, have reached the end of their lives and are all cheerful people. When dealing with this situation, they cannot be sneaky and boring.

Since you are determined to borrow Chen Sheng’s brand and relationships to do things, instead of hiding it, it is better to go straight to the point and explain the purpose of the trip directly.

He is not a person who does evil deeds, but he just wants to expand the power of the Lingwu Meng family here. For him and the Chen family, cooperation is a win-win situation.

Sure enough, Chen Liu's eyes lit up immediately, and a hint of hope rose from his beautiful eyes, but with some anxiety and caution,

"Young master is quick and easy to speak, and I am willing to help my Chen family. The little woman is very grateful, but I can tell you one thing.

Could it be that the young master is really just trying to help without asking for any reward?

In addition, although the young master was helpful, do you know what kind of enemy and opponent the little woman faced?"

The woman was really eager and longed for someone to reach out to help them with the Chen family, at least to protect Chen Tai, so as not to let Chen Sheng die.

Meng Zhao is now falling from the sky, and ordinary people may have already agreed to cry and shouting, and are even more grateful to Meng Zhao.

After all, the only life-saving rope is about to come, so why bother with the rest?

However, she was still able to remain sober and rational. In addition to exploring intentions, she could also warn of the crisis, which made Meng Zhao sigh in his heart that even if such a woman could not be called a hero among women, she could be regarded as a model of a good wife and a good mother.

Of course, the situation that could force her to make her screams of heaven and earth unresponsive, and she sighed in the street should be extremely serious.

However, these problems are not problems at all for Meng Zhao.

Chen Sheng offended the entire Kunnan County, and the one who wanted to attack the Chen family and his son was not the devilish aura like Ding Tian Daozi.
Chapter completed!