The front hall of the Zhu Mansion.

“…… You all deserve to die! you all deserve to die! I'm going ......to kill you! I want you all to die!

Zhu Ziyao was draped with three thousand ink hair, and the royal blue brocade robe embroidered with spotted ink bamboo was mottled with dirty blood at the moment, his eyes were red, his face was full of blood, and his right hand, which was also stained with blood, held a dagger covered with blood and stabbed at the sight of people, like a life-seeking demon crawling out of the hell of Ah Bi.

"Ahh

"Don't!! young master!"

"Don't-"

"Help!!"

The maids who had been ordered to wait in the hall for a long time were all screaming in horror at this moment, and fled around the hall in order to avoid being stabbed by Zhu Ziyao.

Strangely, no one dared to run to the door of the hall, for there was the corpse of a maid in a pale green dress.

The maid was regarded as the primary target by Zhu Ziyao because she tried to run out of the front hall, but the maid died first. Eat a sting and grow wise, a lesson from the past, those living Zhu Mansion people dare not run in the direction of the hall door anymore.

On the main seat in the front hall, Zhu Hui leaned there weakly, looking at the bloody scenes staged in front of him angrily, and his calm and waveless face made it impossible to see his feelings at the moment.

When Zhu Zimo and Lin Zhiwu hurried to the door of the front hall, they saw such a scene: Zhu Ziyao who was crazy, the maid who was screaming and fleeing in all directions, and Zhu Hui who only had one breath left on the main seat.

Without waiting for Zhu Zimo to stop Zhu Ziyao's crazy behavior, Zhu Ziyao rushed towards Zhu Zimo with a dagger, and kept shouting some words in his mouth, but no one understood what Zhu Ziyao was shouting.

At this time, Zhu Ziyao was already in a state of confusion, as if he was already a crazy person, he would kill people when he saw them, and he didn't remember that Zhu Zimo was armed with martial arts, but as soon as he saw Zhu Zimo standing at the door of the hall, he rushed over with a dagger without hesitation.

Looking at Zhu Ziyao, who was rushing towards him with a dagger in his hand, Zhu Zimo stood motionless, but the corners of his mouth hooked up a sneer.

When Zhu Ziyao rushed to Zhu Zimo and stabbed the dagger he was holding towards Zhu Zimo, Zhu Zimo quickly raised his right hand and made a move to "push the boat down the river", and the dagger that Zhu Ziyao stabbed at him was accurately returned to Zhu Ziyao's own heart.

A stream of blood gushed out from the place where the dagger stabbed, and Zhu Ziyao knelt on the ground holding the dagger inserted into his left chest.

The next moment, Zhu Ziyao's bloated body fell to Zhu Zimo's feet, and a few drops of blood that were still warm splashed on Zhu Zimo's moon-white boots with dark lines and silver threads.

Until he died, Zhu Ziyao never closed his eyes, still staring at a certain point in the air with his blood-red eyes.

Until this moment, the people in the hall gradually stopped fleeing, and they all looked at Zhu Zimo standing at the door of the hall in a daze, their "second young master".

Zhu Zimo glanced coldly at the maids in the hall, and then lowered his head to look at Zhu Ziyao, who had fallen at his feet and had not closed his eyes until he died, with mixed feelings in his heart.

Suddenly, under the suspicious gaze of everyone, Zhu Zimo slowly squatted down, and then slowly reached out to cover Zhu Ziyao's eyes that were still red and wide, and then slowly moved down.

Zhu Zimo did have the intention of killing them before, but a conversation with Leng Qing later made Zhu Zimo understand that no matter how much he hated or even hated them, they were his relatives after all, and he couldn't let his mother be infamous because of his impulsiveness.

Now that he has really killed Zhu Ziyao, who has been with him for more than 20 years, Zhu Zimo has a little unbearable in his heart. He is a human being after all, and he can't be so cold-blooded and ruthless.

Withdrawing his hand, Zhu Zimo stood up and whispered, "Rest in peace."

Bypassing Zhu Ziyao's corpse with his eyes closed, he walked straight towards the main seat, where there was a person who had not looked at him.

Lin Zhiwu looked at Zhu Zimo's straight back, and suddenly felt a little desolate in his heart.

Although Zhu Zimo's muttering just now was very light and light, Lin Zhiwu stood so close that he still heard it.

Lin Zhiwu couldn't help but think back to his life in the past fifteen years.

Fifteen years ago, Lin Zhiwu was about to turn ten years old, and that winter, the mother who had been raising him and his younger brother Lin Zhisheng with hard work finally couldn't survive and died.

His father died early, and Lin Zhiwu used the little money in the family to take care of his mother's funeral, so he took his seven-year-old brother Lin Zhisheng to Kyoto to join relatives.

Who would have thought that his aunt, his aunt in law, would only throw them a sneer after seeing him and his younger brother Lin Zhisheng and leave with their uncle, leaving the two brothers standing in the wind and snow for nearly an hour.

Although Oliang is located in the southernmost part of the Nine Kingdoms, Kyoto Crepedaira in the north still has a few snowfalls in the cold winter.

The snow that day was not heavy, but Lin Zhiwu felt that the wind and snow made his heart cold, and that kind of coldness was as cold as throwing him into an ice cellar.

That night, Lin Zhiwu and his younger brother Lin Zhisheng lived in a ruined temple on the outskirts of the city, and both of them had a fever the next morning. Lin Zhiwu didn't have the money to get medicine for Lin Zhisheng, so Lin Zhiwu had to take Lin Zhisheng into the city to beg along the street.

Lin Zhiwu and Lin Zhisheng both had a fever, but in order to survive, they both stiffened up and did not fall.

Lin Zhiwu took Lin Zhisheng to beg along the street for two days, but only got two dirty steamed buns and a bowl of cold white rice that Lin Zhiwu desperately snatched from under the dog's mouth.

For two days, Lin Zhiwu only ate half a steamed bun, and he gave the rest to his younger brother Lin Zhisheng.

On the third day, the wind and snow had already stopped, Lin Zhiwu still took Lin Zhisheng to beg along the street, next to the stone lion in front of the gate of a wealthy family, the high fever did not go away and the hunger and cold were unbearable, Lin Zhiwu finally failed to stand up and collapsed.

At the moment of falling, Lin Zhiwu heard the cry of his younger brother Lin Zhisheng.

That cry made Lin Zhiwu's heart hurt to the extreme, but he could only close his eyes weakly.

When Lin Zhiwu woke up, he found himself lying in a beautiful and warm room, under him, a large wooden bed covered with thick cotton wool, covered with a thick and warm quilt.

The first time he woke up, Lin Zhiwu thought of his younger brother Lin Zhisheng, looked around but didn't see Lin Zhisheng's figure, Lin Zhiwu panicked, and ran out of the house barefoot.

The ground in the cold winter was bitingly cold, but at that time, Lin Zhiwu didn't care at all, and only had his younger brother Lin Zhisheng in his heart, his only remaining relative in this world.

When Lin Zhiwu pushed open the door, Lin Zhiwu was stunned.

What Lin Zhiwu saw was a kind-looking old man holding his younger brother Lin Zhisheng sitting on a chaise longue covered with a fluffy blanket in the courtyard outside the house to bask in the sun. The smile on his brother's face was innocent and happy, and he looked at him blindly.

On the same day, Lin Zhiwu knew that it was Zhu Jingzhu, a wealthy businessman from Daliang Kyoto, who saved the lives of the two brothers.

That day, when Master Zhu came back from going out, he saw Lin Zhiwu fainting in front of the Zhu Mansion, and the little Lin Zhisheng lay on Lin Zhiwu and cried in the dark, so Master Zhu took the two brothers back to the Zhu Mansion.

Lin Zhiwu was in a coma for four days due to high fever, and during those four days, Master Zhu has always let people take good care of Lin Zhiwu and Lin Zhisheng.

Master Zhu later asked Lin Zhiwu's life experience, but he took pity on Lin Zhiwu's two brothers, so he left Lin Zhiwu and Lin Zhisheng in Zhu's mansion as familymen.

At that time, Master Zhu saw that Lin Zhiwu and Lin Zhisheng were still just children, and they didn't let the brothers do any rough work, but just made a basin of face wash water for Master Zhu every morning, and grinded for Master Zhu when Master Zhu was writing.

Half a month after living in Zhu's Mansion was a small year, and on that day, Lin Zhiwu met Zhu Zimo, the second young master who would return to Zhu's Mansion from the academy to prepare for the New Year.

At that time, Lin Zhiwu only felt that Zhu Zimo was a very gentle and polite boy, although he was one year younger, he knew much more than he knew.

On the same day, Lin Zhiwu met the eldest young master Zhu Ziyao again, and at first glance, Lin Zhiwu didn't like this eldest young master, and it could even be said that he was disgusted.

Half a year later, Lin Zhiwu became Zhu Zimo's personal attendant, and Lin Zhisheng still stayed by Master Zhu's side to wait.

Zhu Zimo has always been very good to Lin Zhiwu, and almost treats Lin Zhiwu as a sibling, no matter what Zhu Zimo has to eat and play, he will never leave Lin Zhiwu's share, but almost every time Lin Zhiwu secretly stuffs the food, play and other things that Zhu Zimo gave him behind his back to his younger brother Lin Zhisheng.

Later, in the early winter when Lin Zhiwu was fifteen years old and Zhu Zimo was fourteen years old, Master Zhu suddenly went.

Because of the death of Master Zhu, Lin Zhiwu and Lin Zhisheng were really sad for a while, and they also shed a lot of tears.

At that time, Lin Zhiwu saw that almost everyone in the Zhu Mansion was in tears, but he didn't see Zhu Zimo crying.

On the day of Master Zhu's funeral, Zhu Zimo didn't even shed a single tear.

Lin Zhiwu hated Zhu Zimo at that time, he felt that Zhu Zimo was too ruthless, and Zhu Zimo didn't shed a single tear when his own grandfather died, not to mention that Master Zhu loved Zhu Zimo so much when he was alive.

However, on the night after Master Zhu's funeral, all Lin Zhiwu's previous hatred disappeared, because he saw Zhu Zimo hiding in Master Zhu's study and crying silently.

Lin Zhiwu still remembers that that night, Zhu Zimo sat quietly in front of the bookcase that Master Zhu used during his lifetime, carefully caressing the wolf that Master Zhu loved to use during his lifetime, and silently kept tears.

Lin Zhiwu stood on the side until he was also infected by Zhu Zimo's sadness and burst into tears.

Lin Zhiwu remembered even more that night, Zhu Zimo looked at him after wiping away the tears on his face and asked him: "Zhiwu, are you willing to be loyal to me for the rest of your life, never betray, and never abandon me?"

Lin Zhiwu didn't hesitate at that time, and nodded very simply.

Then, late the next night, Lin Zhiwu met Zhu Zimo's four most powerful and trusted generals at that time: Qinglong, White Tiger, Xuanwu, and Vermilion Bird.