Chapter 178 Those Past Events
Sheng Ze's eyes became darker and more mysterious. He stared at Ling Yun for a long time before walking into the house, saying, "I know how to handle this matter."
Ling Yun touched the back of his head, feeling that his master's reaction was not right.
He remembered that when the incident first happened, his master was particularly obsessed with revenge and even asked him to deliver a letter to his master.
However, because the situation was so turbulent at the time, he did not dare to send the letter out easily, and delayed it for two days. As a result, his master woke up from a coma and told him not to send the letter anymore.
What happened next was even more outrageous. The master actually used his wife's secret connection to replace the Cheng brothers and join the exile team.
Now he has no idea what his master is thinking, but he is sure that his master is still his original master.
Sheng Ze lay on his back on the ground covered with hay, with his eyes closed for a long time without falling asleep.
After that incident, he had a nightmare while he was seriously injured and unconscious.
In the dream, he was eager to seek revenge, but ended up falling into that person's trap. Not only did he harm his entire sect, he himself was also seriously injured. Although he managed to take revenge later, he also paid a heavy price. He was tortured to death by illness within a few years.
After waking up, some of his thoughts changed.
First of all, revenge is his own business, and his master cannot be involved.
In addition, what he saw and felt in his dreams also made him understand how precious life is, and he would never gamble with his life easily.
But he had never thought that he would meet Shen Qingqian and his group before, and he had never expected that after this period of time, he would be reluctant to leave.
The scenes in the dream kept reappearing in Sheng Ze's mind. Those sad scenes made him feel confused in his sleep. He didn't know whether he should seek revenge on Sheng Zhan.
Beads of sweat oozed from his furrowed brows, and his clenched hands seemed to want to grab something, or destroy something. Unfortunately, all this only existed in his dreams, and no one knew about it.
The next morning, Shen Xiao went to the Military Equipment Bureau early and told Qin Lao the results of the discussion at home last night.
"It's good that the girl agreed." Old Qin sighed.
Seeing that he was not in high spirits, Shen Xiao quickly took out the paper that Shen Qingqian had used in her explanation last night, and said, "Mr. Qin, my sixth sister asked me to bring this to you and tell you a few words on her behalf."
Shen Qingqian said last night that Mr. Qin also wanted to learn this painting method and asked Shen Xiao to teach him instead. Therefore, when she taught Shen Xiao and Sheng Ze, she explained it very carefully and even marked it clearly on the paper.
Sure enough, when Old Qin saw the blueprint, the previous trace of dissatisfaction instantly dissipated, and he pulled Shen Xiao to his room.
On the other hand, an unexpected person came to the Shen family this morning.
"Chen Er, why are you here?" Shen Yong looked at the person who came, a little confused.
This Chen Er used to look down upon them brothers the most. Although they had met several times during their exile, Chen Er rarely took the initiative to talk to them.
Chen Er worked in the mine for a few days. He got up earlier than the chickens and slept later than the dogs every day. His sharpness had been almost worn away.
Hearing Shen Yong's words at this time, Chen Er smiled awkwardly, "Today is Mid-Autumn Festival, the mine is closed, I came to see your new farm tools, is it convenient?"
"What are you looking at? It's not inconvenient at all. Just come in if you want to see it." Shen Yong said as he stepped aside to let Chen Er enter the house.
Chen Er immediately noticed the three-toothed rake and the improved moldboard plow placed in the corner. He walked over quickly and looked at the two things over and over again, with excitement on his face.
"I heard that this thing was drawn by the Sixth Miss. Can I meet her?"
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