[Chapter 225]:Pureness

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There is no joy after victory, and there is no self-reproach for overflowing emotions. Tang Monk is not a fierce and vicious master in the first place. Even if he kills a person who must be killed, he will not be complacent like a person who is addicted to kill his life. He will not preach his fierceness and great achievements after defeating the enemy. Similarly, he is also a compassionate master. At least he knows that Li Da must die, and he will not be single in his heart. Pure and kind to let go of each other. The group of people standing at the door stood as if it was time to come to the door of the house a few hours ago, but they did not have the kind of high fighting spirit at the beginning, or fear, or a fierce expression on their faces. They just looked at the old house with a plain face. There are a lot of emotions.

"Burt it!"

Tang Monk, standing in front of him, said faintly that his voice was not loud, giving people a sense of desolation. No one knows why. In the face of such a good ending, even if there is no celebration banquet, at least the master should be happy, but Tang Monk did not have a happy expression at all. A group of people were puzzled, but no one dared to ask more questions.

Madman Zhao took several people to set fire from several places in the house. In a flash, the original ancient and mysterious house ignited a raging fire, and the flames kept moving up, shouting like a huge fire dragon.

"Life! In the end, what we are facing is the end of a fire. After saying a very emotional sentence. Tang Monk turned around and explained that Chengzi and asked them to rush back to report their safety to Gu Yue and others. They should send him back to the Tang family's villa. They should also tell Grandpa about this matter. They should also ask their doubts clearly, and they should also know whether they can really shoulder all the burdens of the Tang family. Although Grandpa has said that he is in charge of everything in the Tang family, Tang Seng always feels that Grandpa still has a lot of secrets.

Tang Monk, sitting in the back seat, was meditating about some things. He wanted to ask Tang Monk some questions several times, but when he was halfway through, he instinctively took it back. When he was about to get to Tang's villa, Tang Monk said lightly, "Is there anything you want to ask me?"

"Well... Master, why do I think you're not happy! After so many years of humiliation, we have finally cleaned up all the cancers. You should be happy!" He stopped the car, turned his head and looked at the thoughtful master, and asked doubtfully. Tang Monk didn't get out of the car immediately. He naturally took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket and handed one to Qiqi. He also lit one and took a sip of it fiercely. He looked comfortable. After thinking about it, he said something very puzzled.

"To beat people is a kind of exercise, and killing is a kind of training. The difference of one word indicates that when you move from one stage to another, you will encounter a lot of ups and downs, and you will also encounter great psychological obstacles. People themselves are not murderers, and they can't learn to be cold-blooded after killing people. Unless the enemy is a beast-level villain. Originally, I thought Li was a murderous gambler, but later I saw that he was actually a very amiable old man. So a little grief can also be regarded as a super time for him.

"Master, I don't understand what you said! It's just that I think a person must be responsible for doing something wrong. Today's society is full of material desire, laughing at the poor and not at prostitutes. Since we can't be changers, let's be a leader.

"You're right. We can't save everyone, but at least we can make some kind and conscientious people feel that the world is actually beautiful." Tang Monk smiled and said that he was very gratified that this arrogant and domineering guy who had no worries about food and clothing since he was a child could still think of something unexpected for some rich second generation. Even if you can't understand the things in the book, you can also understand a lot with oranges. At least his essence is not bad, which is beyond the reach of many rich people.

"Master, in fact, there is something I have been hiding from you. I don't know whether to say it or not." Hearing Tang Seng praise himself, he said as if he wanted to talk and stop.

"What's the matter? Tell me!"

"That... Didn't Shi Feiyuan come? In fact... she came with Murong Zixue. Murong Zixue came to you on a special trip. He hesitated to tell Tang Monk about this matter. I can't help but be a little scared, afraid that my master will come and beat the pig's head violently.

"Actually, I guessed part of it. It's just that Murong Zixue, a little girl, is too self-righteous. She has developed all my-centered bad problems since she was a child in an excellent environment. Even if she wants to be my woman, I dare not accept it. At that time, I'm afraid that my harem will be disturbed by her. Don't worry, I won't be angry with you. After all, it's the first time you are really in love. Shi Feiyuan has such a good relationship with Murong Zixue. It's not wrong to want to hit sideways through you. Tang Seng said lightly that his expression did not change much. Obviously, he was not very interested in the arrival of Murong Zixue, a little girl. At least in Tang Seng's heart, that woman was still a child who had not grown up and was not attractive.

"Master. Aren't you going to see her?"

"Let's have a look! It's good to meet her, let her give up. After saying that, Tang Monk got out of the car and didn't tell him to drive slowly. After watching the master stay away, he was so excited that he wanted to call Shi Feiyuan, the daughter-in-law of the Chen family, who planned to order him. This time, he finally raised his eyebrows in front of his daughter-in-law, which also made him have a high-profile posture in front of the woman he liked. Shi Feiyuan, who received the phone call, was also very happy that her good friend could finally meet the man she liked as she wanted, but Murong Zixue on the other side was not very happy.

"Zi Xue, what's wrong? Isn't this the result you've always wanted?" Shi Feiyuan, who hung up the phone, lay on the soft Simmons** and looked at the sad little woman at the head of the bed with a halter top and a smooth shoulder holding a pillow. Shi Feiyuan really wanted to scold. Love is such a fucking thing. Originally, she thought that Murong Zixue, a cow-level woman, might die alone. She would be as diligent as changing her boyfriend and changing clothes. Unexpectedly, she inexplicably met a man who was out of reality and fell into the trap of love. No matter how she crawled, she crawled. If you don't come out, you still drilled into it.

"I don't know. I'm just worried. I know I have a bad impression on him. Self-righteous and arrogant. He even has a little young lady's temper. When I first met him, I just felt very excited. I had never met a person who swear in front of me, never met someone who could pick up several bodyguards in my house alone, and never met someone who could ignore me. All these made me involuntarily want to get close to him, and later I inexplicably liked him. I like him that everything is not centered on me. I like that he is sarcastic to me. Although he swears, he is a kind man. Murong Zixue, holding a pillow in her arms, began to imagine the scenes that she thought were beautiful, and even felt that those memories were happy.

"Do you mind if I scold you for being a pervert!" Hearing Murong Zixue's neurotic confession made Shi Feiyuan depressed for a while. Obviously, she didn't have that feeling. She didn't even feel moved by the handsome man. She couldn't understand all Murong Zixue's efforts after she met love. The feeling of a man.

"You are a pervert! You like to ignore such a good man. Murong Zixue glanced at Shi Feiyuan and cursed feebly.

"He shocked me, but his dull performance later made me feel that the shock was my dream."

"Then you should see their life of licking blood on the edge of the knife."

"Love is so mysterious that I don't want to deliberately pursue anything. I'm still young and have time to splurge. Unlike you, I have entered this prisoner's shackles so early. Look at you, you are a completely resentful little woman.

"You are complaining about the little woman!"

After saying that, Murong Zixue threw the pillow she was holding at Shi Feiyuan. Two young, energetic and energetic women sweated desperately in the hotel room. No one can say anything like love. Sometimes it can turn a self-righteous woman into a little resentful woman, sometimes it can turn a ** incomparable woman into a chaste martyr, and sometimes it can turn a murderous demon into a little innocent girl. Good or bad, it's not about means, it's about that feeling.

Tang Monk, who got out of the car, never thought that Murong Zixue, the little girl, would really chase her thousands of miles away to show her concubine. After his inner vanity was satisfied, he did not continue to be narcissistic. Tang Monk also knows that this kind of thing can't be too serious. After all, Murong Zixue is different from them. It's good to have a personality, but it's better to challenge her own authority. As soon as he walked to the door of the villa and said hello to the security guard, Tang Monk received a text message sent by Yu Minshan, saying that he had been staying alone in the empty room these days, and the official did not visit the slave's house for only one night, which made the slave's family feel embarrassed. Tang Monk smiled and replied a text message saying that he had been a little injured in the past few days, and he did another big thing tonight. Now he is at home and will see you later. As soon as I sent the text message, I received a phone call from Yu Minshan and asked eagerly what had happened. Is there any serious injury? The question is chattering, so that Tang Monk doesn't know how to answer. He can only answer with a deep meaning. It's okay. That place is not injured, and it can definitely make you wet. Hearing the other party's flirting words, even Yu Minshan, who has become a woman, is still shy and whispers that you are really***. Tang Monk retorted that it was not as good as you. The two dry fires, who could not stay together at this time, played a long-distance negotiation and a long-distance explicit game on the phone.

After calling for more than ten minutes at the door, Tang Monk walked into the villa. The whole Tang family villa looks very deserted. Tang Junqing is not at home. He has been busy with his business in Shanxi, and Tang Monk's mother has not met the foreign guest at home these days. The foreign guest has no time to get together at home. Tang Seng's sister Tang Yan is also busy with her company's projects in the outside company. Only her grandfather and grandmother, who don't listen to anything outside the window, are waiting at home. The children and grandchildren gathered together. Even if there is a nanny, it seems very lonely, but during this period, there are many people who come to give gifts, but Tang Han's temper and the descendants also know that just put down the things and get out of here.

"Grandpa. Grandma." The Tang monk who entered the door called twice, one was reading a book, and the other was an old man who was packing up. Seeing his grandson coming back, the two old people who did not speak seemed very happy. They also put down the things in their hands and let their grandson sit down quickly. Seeing the wound on Tang Monk's arm, the two old people asked with concern what had happened. Tang Monk said that it was nothing understated. He accidentally hurt them when they were drawing, which made the two old people who loved their grandchildren feel sad. He wanted to see the injury on Tang Monk's arm. He also complained that he should be careful next time. Seeing you get hurt, grandma felt uncomfortable. And Tang Han, who can guess the general one, just cares for a moment. Didn't say much.

After chatting with his grandparents and grandchildren, Tang Han took his grandson to the study and said that there was something important to tell him, and Tang Monk also wanted to tell his grandfather that Li Da was dead.

After walking to the study, Tang Han sat down and made a cup of tea for Tang Monk. His eyes were as sharp as a falcon, and he whispered, "What's wrong with the wound on your arm?" Tang Monk said the matter without hiding it. Of course, the old man also said to his grandfather. He didn't know why the old man saved himself. He thought more that the old man might have anything to do with his grandfather.

"You mean an old man saved you?" Tang Han was also surprised to hear Tang Monk's story. After all, he really didn't know such a powerful opponent.

"Yes!"

"What weapon does he use?"

"It should be a flying knife. I didn't see it clearly, but I heard the sound of something colliding with the bullet."

"How can it block the bullet?"

"Yes! I'm also puzzled."

"It should be a master. But don't deliberately get to know each other, but you must repay the kindness of saving your life. Tang Han did not explain the reason why he didn't let Tang Monk deliberately get to know each other. Tang Monk did not continue to ask.

The two of them no longer talked about other topics, and Tang Monk didn't know how to tell Grandpa about Li Da. He knew that although Li Da had killed his uncle and also wanted to kill himself, his grandfather did not completely divide this good brother who had worshipped into the object of hatred.

"Why are you so silent today? What else happened?" Looking at his grandson who was different from usual, Tang Han keenly observed and asked.

"Li Da is dead."

Tang Han, who was pouring tea for Tang Monk, kept shaking, and the tea spilled out, but he didn't say anything. His eyes were a little wet and his eyes were a little hazy. He asked in a trembling voice, "When?"

"A little more than an hour ago."

Tang Han just made a "oh" sound and didn't say anything more. His trembling hand picked up the cup of tea that had not been poured yet. He wanted to drink but didn't drink it. He put down the cup again and slowly sat up from the sofa. The movement is a little slow. Standing next to the French window, he said in an extremely difficult voice, "The dead, the living, and the things that should be put down have been put down!"

"Grandpa. You are not wrong with this matter. It's just that his mind is too extreme. I understand that you have been giving in for so many years. Looking at Grandpa's old-fashioned appearance, Tang Monk blamed himself for what he had done, but he felt that he had done nothing wrong.

"Ding Yi. You didn't do anything wrong. In fact, I have also blamed myself over the years. I couldn't protect your uncle and almost let you die. Now that people are dead, all the grudges and hatreds are cleared. Every year today, I go to his grave to put a few pillars of incense, but I haven't forgotten the past. It feels like Tang Han, who is dozens of years old, said in the vicissitudes of life.

Silence. For a long time. Very long.

Standing next to the floor-to-ceiling window, Tang Han sighed deeply. For the elderly who have a lot of insights into life, death has become another form of survival, and there is not much emotion.

"What are you going to do in the future?" Taking back his original sad expression, Tang Han, who sat on the sofa again, looked at the thriving grandson and asked with concern.

"I don't have a good plan yet. I may sort out the pulse map you gave me. I want to develop my own power to the south. However, at this time, I am very concerned about how I can survive between Fei Wuji and Nangong Yueli and get a piece of the pie. And I want to find out who killed me. Tang Seng analyzed it and said.

"If you are better than your father, you will surpass me. The sudden appearance of such a powerful opponent also asked me to squeeze a cold sweat for you. It seems that someone has aimed at our Tang family. I also want to tell you something about the Tang family. Tang Han sighed helplessly.

"What other secrets does our family have?" Tang Monk asked in surprise.

"It's about the struggle between the Fei family and the Nangong family." After thinking about it, Tang Han still planned to tell Tang Monk about this important matter. From the last time Nangong Yueli looked for Tang Monk, Tang Han could feel that Nangong Yueli had pointed the finger at the Tang family, but what he couldn't know was how Nangong Yueli knew how the role the Tang family played in the fight between the two families at the beginning, so that Tang Han had to consider Nangong Yueli's ability.

"Do you mean that the Fei family fought against the Nangong family in those years, and our Tang family also participated in it?" Tang Monk, who heard about this, asked in surprise. Obviously, he had never thought about it at all. It has been circulating in the market that Fei Xiangfeng defeated Nangong Lie. Now I heard from my grandfather that this matter has something to do with the Tang family, so what role does the Tang family play in it? So Nangong Yueli should have known that this matter had something to do with the Tang family, so he couldn't wait to show his identity and take a fancy to his fledgling junior.

"It's also participatory and neutral." Tang Han had no choice but to say something that puzzled Tang Monk.

"What's the matter with Grandpa?"

This incident really hit Tang Monk too hard. Obviously, he didn't expect that the powerful shopping mall war in those years had something to do with his family.