Chapter 4083: Get into the cage

Mu Chenzi's words made Mu Zhengjun's face sink suddenly.
The silver needle technique is the foundation for standing on the wooden house and even in the four realms.
It was because he was afraid that someone would try to the technique, so he didn't even pass on his son's grandson.
But I didn't expect that my elder brother now asks for it so directly in the name of passing the life!
No, it's not a request. Mu Chenzi is already robbing naked!
Mu Zhengjun said with a blank expression: "Aren't the elder brothers joking?"
"The technique of the Silver Needle is my own unique technique. Although it is not very magical, I am also planning to use it as a family heirloom and pass it on to my children and grandchildren."
"What's more, as my family's Dinghai God Needle, the clan brothers are so magical and powerful, so why should they care about my silver needle technique."
Mu Chenzi smiled slightly: "What yours, mine, clan brother said so, but it's so out of the ordinary!"
"We are all Mu Family, can you create the Silver Needle without the support of Mu Family?"
"If you give me the technique of the Silver Needle, it is equivalent to repaying the Mujia and strengthening my strength!"
"Moreover, the mind of the clan brother is now completely tied to Mu Ming's body. He lives in the remote medicine garden, and the name of the clan elder is also useless."
"If in any case, what happened to the younger brother in the medicine garden, it would be a pity to lose the silver needle technique.
Mu Zhengjun's eyes narrowed slightly: "Is the clan brother threatening me?"
"Ah!" Mu Chenzi sighed: "I'm for you!"
"Don't forget that when Mu Ming was a child, he wasted a lot of my spiritual resources in the Mu family. Many people in the clan are very worried about this matter."
"You give me the silver needle technique, and then I can tell the Mu family that you have used the silver needle technique to get rid of those spiritual resources that Mu Ming wasted in the past, so as to dissolve the clichés in the hearts of the tribes and make them no longer Remember to hate wood life! "
"This is a multi-tasking thing, what else do you have to do!"
Mu Zhengjun already had the cold light in his eyes, and he knew it well. The reason why he called himself today is probably to force himself to hand over the silver needle.
Thinking of this, Mu Zhengjun forcibly suppressed his inner anger and said: "Brothers are really good-hearted, but their grandchildren have their own grandchildren."
"Ninger's problem will naturally be solved by himself, and I won't need to come forward for him."
"The good intentions of the clan brothers have been received. If there is nothing else, then I will say goodbye!"
After talking, Mu Zhengjun didn't even wait for Mu Chenzi to answer, turned around and walked out.
But at this moment, the door of the room suddenly opened, and three people walked in from the outside.
An old man headed said with a smile: "Where are you going to go!"
Seeing these three people, Mu Zhengjun looked even more ugly.
Because these three people, including themselves and Mu Chenzi, are the five clan elders of the Mu family.
At this time, all the clan elders appeared and blocked the door with their bodies, the meaning of which was self-evident!
Mu Zhengjun stared at the old man who said hello to himself, "Mu Zhenglong, all these things, you are making a ghost!"
Mu Zhenglong, the father of Mu Linyuan, that is, Mu Zhengjun has never dealt with people.
Mu Zhenglong shrugged his shoulders and said, "This is too hurtful, what do I do to make a ghost?"
"Everything I do is for Mujia's sake, it's for Mujia's sake, unlike you, so selfish, used to be for Muming's life, now for yourself!"
"I really doubt if you have forgotten that you are Mu Family!"
Mu Zhengjun ignored Mu Zhenglong and looked at the other two clan elders.
Although the two did not speak, they went to the side to avoid Mu Zhengjun's gaze.
"Good, good, good!"
Mu Zhengjun sneered, reaching out and pointing at the four people's faces one by one: "I finally saw your mouth."
"Tell you, no matter what conspiracy or tricks you use today, I will not take out the silver needle technique!"
"Really?" Mu Zhenglong smiled slightly and turned to look outside the house: "Last time your baby grandson picked the wrong medicinal herbs. You pleaded with him, so he only got three whips."
"If this time he made another mistake, for example, he broke some treasures in the clan, you can't appear in time, I don't know, he can survive a few whips."
"Dare you!" Mu Zhengjun suddenly widened his eyes, staring at Mu Zhenglong.
Mu Zhenglong shook his head and said: "What has to do with me, your own grandson is too stupid!"
"If I had such a grandson, I would have slapped him myself with a slap and would never let him continue to be disgraced!"
"Of course, if you can't do it, my younger brother is willing to do it for you."
Mu Zhengjun, who has already endured the present, finally couldn't suppress the anger in his heart after hearing this sentence and shouted: "I killed you!"
When the words fell, his figure had come to Mu Zhenglong, and three silver needles appeared in his hand, stabbing towards Mu Zhenglong.
"Humph!"
But with a cold hum, a huge palm appeared out of thin air, slapped heavily on Mu Zhengjun's body, and slapped him to the ground, making him unable to move.
The shot is naturally Mu Chenzi!
Mu Zhenglong smiled triumphantly and clenched his fist at Mu Chenzi: "Big brother, Mu Zhengjun even dared to take action against his fellow clan. I and other parties demanded that the old identity of the other clan be removed and the Fa-rectification be done on the spot.
The other two clan elders looked at each other, and they also clenched their fists together in silence.
Mu Chenzi groaned slightly: "Yes, from this moment on, deprive Mu Zhengjun of his old identity."
"However, Nian Qi's contribution to the family, temporarily imprisoned to see if he is willing to atone for the crime, and then deal with it."
"Bring it on!"
Mu Zhenglong nodded immediately: "Yes!"
In this way, Mu Zhengjun was sealed and repaired and sent to the Mujia's cage.
Sitting on the wet ground, Muzheng seemed motionless as if he had lost his soul.
He never imagined that one day, his old Mu family would be threatened, suppressed, and even face the danger of death by his own people.
Naturally, he is very clear that the so-called atonement is to hand over the silver needle.
However, he also knew more clearly that once he really gave up the silver needle technique, he would be completely worthless. Not only would he die, but he would probably die as a family.
Now, what he is most worried about is the safety of Mu Ming.
Even if he was thrown into a prison cage, the wooden life was not torn by others in front of them.
Mu Zhengjun stretched his hand to cover his face and muttered: "What's wrong with Mujia?"
"It's only been ten years since I left Mujia, how has Mujia become like this!"
"The patriarch, the patriarch did not show up from the beginning to the end, he should not be in the same class as Mu Zhengjun and others."
"As long as I can see the patriarch, maybe I will be saved."
"There are also a few retired elders who, if they know this, will definitely not let Mu Zhenglong do them wantonly."
"Just, how can I see the patriarch and the elders?"
Mu Zhengjun originally thought that Mu Zhenglong would come soon to find themselves, but unexpectedly, there was no movement for three days.
Until the fourth day, an old man appeared in front of him. It was when Mu Ming was sent to the family law hall to inform his old man.
Seeing the old man, Mu Zhengjun's eyes suddenly lighted up: "Lao Jiu, why are you here!"
This old man is someone whom Mu Zhengjun can trust.
The old man, with a sorrowful face, lowered his voice and said: "Brother, I finally found you here."
"Mu Zhenglong they are too much, you can rest assured that I will find a way to save you out."
Mu Zhengjun shook his head and said: "I'm fine, how is life, is there anything?"
The grief on the old man's face was more intense, but he shook his head and said: "He is fine, I will try to help him."
It is not difficult to see that Mu Ming's experience in these days must have been very miserable.
"Brother, you have to bear with me for a few more days. When the patriarch goes out, I will tell your patriarch that you will be fine."
"No!" Mu Zhengjun shook his head and said: "Lao Jiu, you don't want to find the patriarch first, go find another person!"
"Who are you looking for?"
"A man named Dongfang!"