"Thank you. ”

Although Zhong Hou couldn't understand and accept Feng Wuji's various behaviors, it was Feng Wuxian who helped him deal with his wounds in the end, otherwise it was still unknown whether he would survive.

With Zhong Hou's character, this sentence of thanks is not a little hypocritical.

And at this time, Zhong Hou remembered that he was still poisoned, so he was about to take out the antidote from Situ Jianren and take it, but he heard Feng Wuxian say: "The antidote has already been taken, otherwise you think you can still live." ”

Hearing this, Zhong Hou said heartily again: "Thank you." ”

"You don't hate me?"

"Hate you?" Immediately Zhong Hou understood what Feng Wuxian meant, but still shook his head and said, "Forget it, I'm not fine now." ”

"If I told you, in the end he would not have been able to strike you a fatal blow had I not been provoked by me. And if you don't dodge the key in the end, you will really die if you die. In this way, don't you hate me?"

Zhong Hou looked at the direction pointed by Feng Wuxi's finger, and everything understood.

"Why are you doing this?" Zhong Hou was indeed a little angry, he almost died just now, and everyone would be angry.

Feng Wuxian did not answer, but looked at Zhong Hou quietly.

With Zhong Hou's character, as long as he doesn't touch his scales, no matter how angry he is, he won't be able to last long, not to mention that Feng Wuxian still has the grace of giving him books.

Zhong Hou had long been accustomed to post-war review, so after calming down, he quickly figured it out: "I let down my vigilance before I was sure that the enemy was completely ineffective or completely dead. So I can only blame me for not being cautious enough, and I can't blame you. ”

Feng Wuxian was stunned on the spot, he couldn't imagine that Zhong Hou's consciousness was so high.

However, Zhong Hou's answer also completely shattered Feng Wuji's last wish to accept apprentices.

Feng Wuji sighed a little hateful and said, "I'd rather you hate me... ”

"Why?"

"Why... Why... Feng Wuxian lost his mind for a while, and he didn't know how to answer this question.

As a killer, his upbringing was distorted, his upbringing was brutal, and his path to growth was bloody.

As long as there is enough interest, he can go and kill anyone.

Interests include self-interest and external interests.

In order to survive, he once killed his fellow disciples. Also in order to survive, he can draw his long sword at any time against anyone in the sect, including his mentor.

As for strangers, in his eyes they are no different from pigs and dogs.

For example, this time he infiltrated Situ's house, in order to ensure that no one found out, he personally killed a few subordinates who did not have the slightest cultivation.

In the eyes of outsiders, they are some innocent people, if they are replaced by Zhong Hou, they will definitely not be able to do it.

But if you don't kill it, your whereabouts will likely be exposed, and the mission will eventually fail.

So there is no other option for the wind without a trace.

That's the killer.

Today, he completely forced Zhong Hou to a dead end, but in exchange for two 'thank you'. This kind of character can't survive in the world of killers at all.

That's why Wind Without a Trace gave up accepting apprentices.

Feng Wuxian didn't know how to answer Zhong Hou's question, and Zhong Hou couldn't get the answer he wanted to know.

The scene fell silent.

Zhong Hou saw that the atmosphere was a little depressed, so he simply changed the topic and asked, "Why did you appear at Situ's house, and why did you bring me out?"

Hearing Zhong Hou's question, Feng Wuxian woke up from his memories and said, "I am a killer, of course I went to Situ's house to kill people." As for you, I originally thought that you were a very talented kid and wanted to take you as an apprentice, but forget it now. ”

"Kill me, take me as an apprentice?" The shock of the latter sentence was far more than a hundred times that of the previous sentence, which made Zhong Hou stunned on the spot.

However, seeing that Feng Wuxian regretted it, he immediately asked, "Why?"

Although he didn't know which of Feng Wuxi's strength was higher than his enemy, he was sure that Feng Wuxian was an immortal in everyone's eyes.

An immortal is willing to take him as an apprentice, it is definitely a great opportunity, not to mention that he still wants revenge, how can he let go of such an opportunity.

So he had to ask why Wind Without a Trace would go back on it.

"If you want to worship under my door, you have to become a killer, the world of killers is very cruel, and it is not suitable for you at all. Moreover, my cultivation techniques are also not suitable for you, even if you are reluctantly imparted, with your character, the realm improvement will be very slow. ”

Seeing Zhong Hou's dazed expression, Feng Wuxian continued to explain: "Explain it to you simply. If I want to quickly improve my cultivation, the method is very simple, that is, to keep killing people. The more people you kill, the faster your cultivation will improve. ”

Speaking of this, Feng Wuxian looked at Zhong Hou contemptuously and asked, "Are you okay?"

Men can't say they can't.

Zhong Hou held back for a long time, wanting to say that he was absolutely good. But when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say anything.

Let him kill people in order to improve his cultivation, he really can't do it.

Since it was impossible to do anything, it was useless for Zhong Hou to entangle, so he continued the topic just now and said, "It turns out that you made the sound of Situ's house before. ”

"It's not a sound, it's an alarm, a reminder that my enemy has invaded. ”

"Why did you go to Situ's house to kill someone?"

Zhong Hou also has a little affection for the Situ family, and the style of the Situ family has also been recognized by Zhong Hou, so he is very disgusted by Feng Wuji's killing in the Situ family.

Feng Wuxian knew what he was thinking when he saw Zhong Hou's expression, but he didn't care. Out of nowhere, he conjured up a piece of something, handed it to Zhong Houdao, and said, "For such a thing." ”

Seeing this scene, Zhong Hou was very shocked, the methods of the immortals could actually conjure things out of thin air. However, Zhong Hou didn't ask much, and took it and began to look at it carefully.

It looked like sheepskin and cowhide, only the size of a palm, grayish-brown, but there was nothing on it, it was blank.

With Zhong Hou's knowledge, he didn't know what this was at all, so he asked, "What is this?"

"Treasure map. ”

"I don't read much, don't deceive children... There's nothing on it, are you sure it's a treasure map? ”

Hearing this, Feng Wuxian also said a little uncertainly: "Although I haven't seen it before, it shouldn't be fake." ”

"Are you sure?" Zhong Houhu looked at Feng Wuxian suspiciously, and looked at Feng Wuxian for a while.

In order to hide his embarrassment, and at the same time to give himself confidence, Feng Wuxian replied affirmatively: "Believe it or not, if I throw this thing out, there will definitely be a lot of people who will earn their heads and blood for it." ”

"Cut... I don't believe it, and I'm not rare, so I don't want to send it. Is this a treasure map? ”