Chapter 9 Drag into the ancestral hall 2

"What happened?" After a period of silence, the old man finally opened his mouth, but his eyes stubbornly looked at Zi Wenkong and didn't even look at Zi Wencheng, who was kneeling on the ground. Obviously, he let Ziwen empty answer.

When Ziwencheng saw this scene, his eyes were disheartened, and his heart trembled fiercely. He swallowed the words he wanted to argue.

However, Zi Wenkong did not look at the old man, but turned his eyes to a dark corner of the ancestral hall and quietly said what happened, "I was not from the Zi family, but today's matter has a lot to do with the Zi family, so the younger generation dared to ask the Zi family to return justice to my family!"

Zi Wenkong said this, but a trace of pain flashed in the eyes of the old man Zifu, and others did not expect that Zi Wenkong's first sentence was this, and then he was stunned and complicated.

And the other principals also knew the news that Zi Wenkong had been expelled from Zifu, so they didn't say anything. They just nodded and let Zi Wenkong continue talking.

There was endless sadness in Zi Wenkong's voice. He just clenched the palm of his hand fiercely, no matter whether it was painful or not, but just held it tightly, because no pain outside his body at this time was as painful as the pain in his heart. His Ziyi may have left him when he stood here arguing with these ruthless people. Go.

This understanding made Zi Wenkong suddenly bored and unable to breathe. He wanted to rush back to hug his daughter and tell her that his father loved her very much, but he couldn't. Since he was Ziyi's father and Qingya's husband, he had to shoulder the responsibility of the whole family, so now he can't leave, even if he Worry, I can't leave no matter how much I miss it.

So Zi Wenkong is in pain at this time.

He raised his head fiercely and looked at the roof, but he didn't want anyone in the room to see his vulnerability.

Taking a deep breath, Zi Wenkong said slowly, "Today, when I was weeding in the yard, Ziwencheng's family came to my house. Needless to say, they humiliated me, but what I want to say is..." At this point, Ziwen Kong took a few breaths fiercely, but he still couldn't go on and could only fight. He blinked his eyes, but tears still flowed down his cheeks.

This scene stunned almost everyone present. They can no longer remember when Ziwenkong cried last time, but now they see it, but they feel infinite sadness.

"Wen Kong." The old man shouted sullenly.

However, Zi Wenkong shook his body with this cry and wiped his tears fiercely. He still looked at the roof and said desperately, "What I want to say is... is..." Zi Wenkong bit his lips fiercely, and blood flowed down the corners of his mouth, but he didn't care at all, but finally said what he wanted to say in his heart. He said, "He! Zisheng killed my Ziyi!"

Zi Wenkong's words shocked everyone as soon as they came out. Zisheng's body also trembled violently, nestled in Lu Niang's arms, and his face turned pale.

But Zi Wenkong couldn't care so much. He dragged Zisheng up and shouted at everyone, "It's him, the murderer who killed my Ziyi. I will ask your Zi family to give me a fair explanation now!"

Zi Wenkong said so, but the ancestral hall calmed down. No one knew what to say or what to say.

However, Zi Wenkong's heart withered little by little with this dead silence. He looked up at the master sitting on the main seat, and then looked at all the people standing beside him and staring at him. Suddenly, he laughed loudly, "Okay! It's really good. All the people here have forced me to a dead end, and now they are going to kill my Ziyi. You are really good. I really hate that I was born in such a family and that I still live in this world!"

Zi Wenkong roared like this and greeted himself with the stick held in his hand.

And everyone in the ancestral hall was shocked by his move. The old man stood up suddenly and said, " Stop it! Stop it!" He roared like this, but Zi Wenkong couldn't listen to anything.

The pain of losing Ziyi made him physically and mentally exhausted, and before coming to the ancestral hall, there was still a glimmer of hope in his heart. He hoped that the former uncles might give themselves justice, but the silence in the ancestral hall just now became the last straw to defeat him, and he still had no enemy in the end. Their ruthlessness, he is too naive in the end!

Thinking about this, Zi Wenkong only felt that the past 30 years was just a joke. He had been living in the beauty disguised by others, but he was completely unaware of the indifference and ruthlessness behind them.

So, Zi Wenkong now needs some pain to keep him calm, and he needs pain to make him recognize everyone here.

But others don't allow him to do so.

As soon as the old man roared out, a subordinate rushed to Zi Wenkong's side and took more sticks in his hand.

Zi Wenkong had almost lost all his strength when he was with Zi Wencheng's family. Now he has been caught by several people, and he can't move at all, so the stick in his hand was undoubtedly taken away, but the madness also stopped, and there was only silence left in his eyes.

"Wenkong? Zi Wenkong!" The old man shouted worriedly, and several other uncles also gathered around at this time to see the current situation of Zi Wenkong, but Zi Wenkong seemed to hear nothing and completely lost his reaction.

"What should I do now? What should I do? How did it become like this?" One of the masters said so, but no one could answer his words.

But the old man's expression suddenly showed a touch of determination, "You tie up Zisheng's son." The old man said so, but everyone present was stunned again. Of course, this did not include Zi Wenkong.

But Ziwencheng and Lu Niang panicked. Ziwencheng quickly grabbed the old man's trousers. "Dad, no... No, if you want to tie up, just tie the child. Don't tie Zisheng. He is still young... and he doesn't know anything."

Zi Wencheng begged so, and Lu Niang also crawled over and cried and begged, "Famor, don't hurt Zisheng. He is our life, root and son. How can you do this to him? If you want to punish me, just punish me. I... I'm willing to be punished in place of Zisheng. My father-in-law, please let Zisheng go! Grandpa!"

Zi Wencheng and Lu Niang cried, but there was no pity on the old man's face. He still asked people to tie Zisheng.

At this time, Zi Yijing, an uncle of Zi Wenkong, stood up. He pulled the old man aside and persuaded him. "Master, you see, if this matter is put on other children, I have no objection to you doing this, but you should know that Ziyi is just a stupid child. For her, this Is it worth doing?

Is a sentence worth it? It ripples repeatedly in the old man's mind.

When Zi Wenkong heard this, he suddenly trembled, as if he had a mind again. He slowly turned around and looked at his elder with red eyes. Before he could say anything, blood had gushed out of his mouth.

And this time he never stood up again, but fell straight to the ground...