I feel like I had a long, long dream.

In the dream, I first saw the sword god in Jingshan Park, fighting with Tong Yao, He Hongsheng, the Five Elements Brothers and others, and then I went to the courtyard of the Ning family, confident that I could find Sam, but it turned out to be Petty, a seven or eight-year-old foreign boy.

"Kill him!" Wei Lao was furious.

Later, I knelt down for the sword god and begged for his forgiveness.

"Elder Wei and Elder Ning discussed that they would kill you in the Xishan Execution Ground. Someone said to me again.

And then I fell asleep, and I slept very deeply.

"Wake up. ”

I don't know how long it took for someone to whisper in my ear.

But I don't want to wake up, I've made such a big mistake and sacrificed several brothers, what face do I have to face everyone......

"Wake up. Someone else said, patting me lightly on the cheek.

I woke up reluctantly, opened my eyes in a daze, and found myself in a room surrounded by walls, with no windows, and the air was a little cloudy, except for a light in the corner of the room, which slightly illuminated the whole room. I was sitting on a chair with a few people standing beside me, I knew them, Kunlun Four Swords, who were Wei Lao's guards.

In the last memory I can remember, they took me away and said they were going to drag me to the west mountain and shoot me.

At that time, I was already discouraged, thinking that I should die, and I didn't have any regrets anyway, but I fell asleep steadily, but I woke up in such a ghost place.

"Where am I?" I asked, puzzled, "Aren't you going to the West Mountain and kill me?"

"You don't need to know where you are. One of them said, "You just need to know that you are dead." ”

I'm already dead?!

What are you kidding, I touched my hand and pinched my face, I felt everything, it didn't look like I was dead.

I looked at them quizzically, completely confused as he meant.

"You are indeed dead. A voice sounded in the corner: "I killed you with my own hands in Xishan, 'Fire Fist' Zhang Hongfei carried you down the mountain, and Zhao Hu and they also followed." ”

I looked in surprise at the source of the sound, there was only a faint light, and I carefully identified it for a while before I could see that it was Wei Lao.

He was also sitting in a chair and looking at me.

"What......" I struggled to my feet, feeling dizzy in my head.

I have had this feeling before, I used to be seriously injured and went to the hospital for surgery, and after I woke up, I was in this state because the strength of the anesthetic had not completely faded.

Now I feel like I've just had a major surgery.

"Old Wei, I don't understand a word of what you said. I said, "I didn't die, I wasn't carried down the mountain by my second uncle, I'm still standing here and standing in front of you." ”

"You're dead, you're not Zhang Long. Wei Lao continued: "Your name is Wei Zixian, you are my own grandson, and you have just returned from studying abroad......

What a mess!

I'm obviously Zhang Long, how did I become Wei Zixian, is Wei Lao demented, don't you even know his grandson?

I couldn't help but walk over to Wei Lao, pointed to my face and said, "Wei Lao, you can see clearly, I'm Zhang Long, not Wei Zixian." ”

Wei Lao suddenly pressed the wall, and another light came on, and the whole room became bright, and my eyes could hardly be opened.

When I finally got used to the sight in the room, and when I opened my eyes again and looked at Wei Lao, Wei Lao held a mirror and put it in front of my eyes.

My eyes widened.

In the mirror, I don't know me at all, it is a very handsome young man, with phoenix eyes, high nose bridge, thin lips, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a star. In fact, I wasn't ugly before, but I couldn't be called handsome, I don't know who my father is, anyway, it's a very general gene, and it's far from Nanwang's masculinity.

It is because of this that Cheng Yiyi is particularly relieved that I am outside.

If I look like this person in the long mirror, I will wake up laughing in my dreams, and I can clean up and make my debut.

But, no matter how handsome the man in the mirror is, it's not me.

"This ...... "I touched my face in surprise, I couldn't believe it was real, could it be that I was still dreaming?

"I told you, your name is Wei Zixian, you are my own grandson, and you just came back from studying abroad......" Wei Lao was still talking next to him.

My head suddenly exploded.

It's not me, I don't look like this!

I was furious, I couldn't help but slam the mirror hard, and reached out to grab Wei Lao's collar: "What the hell is going on, how did I become like this......"

"Presumptuous!"

"Let go!"

The Kunlun Four Swords immediately rushed over, pulled me away in minutes, and pressed me to the ground.

"What the hell is going on!" I growled, "how did I end up like this!"

Wei Lao was much calmer, crossed Erlang's legs and said: "You call, this place is very hidden, no one else will hear your voice, when you are tired of calling, I will explain to you slowly." ”

I immediately quieted down, gasped for breath and said, "Okay, I won't scream, tell me, what the hell is going on?"

Wei Lao waved his hand at this time, and the Kunlun Four Swords let go of me.

I sat up and looked at him with a puzzled expression.

Wei Lao said: "Let me tell you the truth, I can now be sure that Ning Lao's guy must be involved with the tomahawk, and the umbrella and backer behind the tomahawk is him!"

I looked at Wei Lao in surprise, he firmly believed that Ning Lao had nothing to do with the battle axe, so he decided to kill me, the person who framed the Duke of Guo, in order to eliminate the anger in Ning Lao's heart.

What kind of medicine is being sold now?

Wei Lao said coldly: "How many years have I known him, don't you know him? He is the kind of person who will never have problems with women! All the men in the world have cheated, and he will never be able to." No matter how beautiful the country is, he will never be moved, what kind of exotic love, what kind of female translator, it's pure nonsense!"

Speaking of this, Wei Lao said in a deep voice: "So all this seems very weird, who is that little foreign boy, and why did Ning Lao hide him in the dark room...... I have a lot of doubts about this, but Ning Laofei said that it was his illegitimate child, and I didn't want to question anything, so I could only approve it. Among the old men, Ning Lao is the only one who is so weird, so I hope you can investigate him well next and see what is going on with him and that little foreign boy......"

I couldn't help but interrupt him: "Why am I the way I am?"

That's what I'm most concerned about.

"Don't worry, I'm done. Wei Lao continued: "I hope you can investigate Ning Lao, but with your previous identity, it is impossible to get close to the Ning family again. So I think about it, the only way to do it is to let you pretend to be my grandson, and when you become Wei Zixian, you will be the first son of Tiancheng, and even the first son of Huaxia, Ning Gongzi will have to give in front of you! With this identity, you can easily approach the Ning family, and even Ning Lao will not dare to do anything to you...... Therefore, I advocate that you be killed, that you die, and then that you become my grandson and do your unfinished business. ”

I understand Wei Lao's intentions.

Indeed, no one is closer to the Ning family than the identity of "Wei Zixian".

Wei Lao's grandson, don't talk about Tiancheng, isn't the whole of China still going sideways? Don't look at Ning Gongzi is now the leader of the second generation of Tiancheng, as soon as "Wei Zixian" comes out, what else will happen to him? As soon as Wei Zixian appeared, all the second generations, including Ning Gongzi, were able to take the lead!

"But how the hell did I end up like this?!"

I touched my face curiously, it's not that I haven't seen a clever disguise technique, the thief saint and the thief god have this level, but in the end, it wiped something on the face, and it fell off. I couldn't see anything abnormal at all, as if this was my face, and I was born with it, and it looked like this.

"Have you ever heard of the Nangong family?" asked Wei Lao.

"Nangong family?" I looked confused.

Wei Lao sighed: "That 'human skin master' Nangong Zhuo, you always know, right?"

"Master of Human Skin" Nangong Zhuo, of course I know!

He is the master of Nijo, and he makes a good human skin, which can make a person completely change his appearance, and it is easy to just have a face, but Nangong Zhuo's human skin is from head to toe, even height and weight are easy, and he can be exactly the same as the person who wants to change.

Hongyun and Honghong, from appearance to figure, are exactly the same, and this is the reason.

I immediately understood: "Nangong Zhuo is from the Nangong family?"

"Yes. Wei Lao said: "The Nangong family is famous for making human skins, and it has a history of almost thousands of years, and has served the kings of almost every dynasty......"

"Oh, it's your turn now, isn't it?"

"Yes, they are there for me now. Wei Lao said: "Although the Nangong family has produced such a scum as Nangong Zhuo, it has not affected their status in my heart, and Nangong Zhuo has long been expelled from the Nangong family, and it has nothing to do with the Nangong family." I just asked them to work day and night, and made a human skin of my grandson to put on you, and there is absolutely no flaw in the appearance. ”

I also found out that this human skin really fits, and even I can't find a flaw, not only the appearance has changed, the height has changed, and even the temperament has changed.

In the past, no matter how expensive I was, I was the master of the South Gate of the Dragon and Tiger Chamber of Commerce, and I was also a reckless Jianghu person, but now I will stop here, and I will be a son, and I will exude a noble atmosphere all over my body.

Can it not be extravagant, as far as I am, I was a prince in ancient times.

Wei Lao continued: "In addition, I also urged them to make a human skin of yours and put it on the body of another condemned prisoner. Seven days ago, on the West Hill Execution Ground, it was the prisoner who died. ”