When the righteous Daoist caught up, he knew that it was too late, so he quickly made a choice between saving the Ming Dao and saving himself, and then turned around and left and rushed back to Fengningguan in Weiyang Palace, he knew that he didn't have much time, and no one knew how long the Ming Daoist could last under the torture methods of the Tingwei Mansion, and maybe someone would be able to recognize the face of the Ming.

The black rider protected the scene, sealed the street, and soon Han Zhaozhi and the others rushed over.

Yu Baifa changed the car, and it felt like a pleasure to sit in Han Zhaozhi's carriage.

"Thank you."

Han Zhaozhi said two words seriously.

Yu Baifa shook his head: "The two words between you and me are a little inappropriate." ”

Han Zhaozhi: "Otherwise, I'll invite you to drink." ”

Yu Baifa shook his head again: "You know that I hurt my internal organs, Mr. Shen said that I should try not to drink alcohol in the future...... Try not to. ”

Han Zhaozhi: "Go to Shen Leng's house to drink." ”

Yu Baifa laughed: "Okay." ”

Han Zhaozhi asked him, "How are you?" ”

Yu Baifa said: "Fortunately, after the last injury, many Lang Zhong have seen the same conclusion that I will not be allowed to move hard, try to lie down when I can lie down, and try to sit when I can't lie down, and naturally it is not a strenuous exercise when I am sitting." ”

Grabbed the Mingdao man in the carriage, he really sat and didn't move.

Han Zhaozhi had seen the carriage before, so he could probably guess how Yu Baifa did it, and the Ming Daoist punched Yu Baifa in the palm of Yu Baifa, and the huge force was unloaded by Yu Baifa with a very clever slight elbow bending, and the unloaded force hit the carriage, and there was a hole in the back of the carriage, which was pierced by the power of the Ming Daoist's punch.

When the warrior reaches the point of Yu Baifa, the transportation capacity is unloaded, and it is as wonderful as a god.

If the person who held the Ming Dao knew that the person who had just defeated him was now often laughing at himself and being half-crippled, he didn't know how to feel, Yu Baifa couldn't exercise vigorously, even if he walked more, he would feel tired, his body was still conditioning, much better than after the injury just now, but Mr. Shen had already said that he would never be able to recover to the original state.

So the current Yu Baifa is more intelligent than in the past.

It has not returned to the previous normal gray hair, and it may still be a little short.

The Ming Daoist once asked his master, who can beat Shang at the age of nine?

His master replied that there are many masters in the rivers and lakes of Chang'an City, Daning, and the strongest one is Shang Jiu Sui, and the only one who can fight with Shang Jiu is Zhen Xuanyuan wholeheartedly, but Zhen Xuanyuan is already dead, and Yu Baifa, who is known as the white-haired sword demon, should also be able to fight with Shang Jiu Sui, but Shang Jiu should win.

At this moment, only those who hold the enlightened way know how big the rivers and lakes are, and only then do they know what Yu Baifa is.

His master also said that the people opposite us are too terrible, and those people are not something you can compete with.

Tingwei's Mansion.

Han Zhaozhi walked into the torture room, the Ming Daoist had been nailed to the wall, it seemed that there was a bit of fear in his eyes, and there was also a little ruthlessness, and the ruthlessness was to cheer him up, and the first reaction of most men in this situation was not to admit defeat directly, but to think that they could bear it.

"Broke his toe."

Han Zhaozhi sat down, and his first sentence was not to ask anything, but to give an order.

The two court lieutenants went up and took off the shoes of the Ming Daoist, and Han Zhaozhi's eyes kept staring at the shoes.

It turned out to be a Taoist word.

When Xue Qian was lying on the ground before he died, he noticed that there was something wrong with the shoes on the feet of the person who killed him, it should be from the Taoist temple, so he planned to write down the word Taoism, but his life was about to come to an end, and he only wrote half of the Taoist character with all his might.

The knives went down, the toes were cut off one by one, and the wails of the enlightened people seemed to break the roof.

"I don't need to ask you anything, I know you."

Han Zhaozhi naturally saw him when he went to Weiyang Palace before, although he never spoke and had no intersection, but he just happened to see the Taoist of Fengningguan in Weiyang Palace, and later when the Taoist of Fengningguan went to Dongjiang with His Majesty, Han Zhaozhi also saw it after he arrived in Dongjiang, and there was still no intersection, such an inconspicuous Taoist could not remember his appearance after being seen once or twice, but Han Zhaozhi's habit made him try to remember everyone he had seen, even if he couldn't do it, he had to try his best to do the same.

The Ming Daoist laughed miserably: "Yu Baifa is really Yu Baifa, and it is not unjust for me to lose against someone like him." ”

Han Zhaozhi asked, "Then do you know that Yu Baifa can only sit there and fight you?" He was so injured that he was tired from walking, so he had to sit there and get your punch. ”

The face of the person holding the Ming Dao changed suddenly: "This is impossible!" ”

Han Zhaozhi glanced at the bloody feet of the Ming Dao holder: "This is some interest, I am Du Tingwei, I can't be rash." ”

If he hadn't been Du Tingwei, the Ming Daoist would have died.

"My finger is broken, too."

Han Zhaozhi ordered a roar to get up and leave, he also had to rush to Weiyang Palace, the moment he saw the person, his first reaction was that this person was a little familiar, and after recalling it in his mind for a while, he immediately arranged for someone to go to Weiyang Palace to report the matter to His Majesty, and he personally led people to escort the Ming Dao people from the street back to the Tingwei Mansion, and Wei Lan might have already done it on the side of Weiyang Palace.

When he walked out of the door, Han Zhaozhi was in a trance, as if at the end of the corridor outside the house, he saw Xue Qian standing there, wearing a brand-new official uniform of the Imperial Governor's Mansion, he just stood there and smiled at Han Zhaozhi, and there seemed to be a little let go in his smile.

Han Zhaozhi settled down, where is Xue Sign, it is just a knot in his heart.

Weiyang Palace, Fengning Temple.

The man of the true path walked into the backyard with a small wooden basin, still with that clean and pure smile on his face, in the small wooden basin were the small stones he picked up by the river this morning, they were all beautiful, two of them looked as clear as jade, he felt that Xiao Zhang Zhenren must like these small stones, just like his brother liked them back then.

Put the small stone on the steps, he glanced at the window, the window was not open, this is not the habit of Xiao Zhang Zhenren, from the last time he sent dry flowers over, he felt that Xiao Zhang Zhenren was a little wrong, at that moment he had moved the killing thought, but when the killing thought rose in his heart, the face of his younger brother also appeared in his mind again...... The younger brother he hated and missed.

After being silent for a long time, Xiao Zhang Zhenren stepped up the steps, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Real people, are you there?"

No one in the room answered.

The true Taoist waited for a while and did not respond, stretched out his hand to open the door, there was no one in the main hall, there seemed to be a sound in the inner room where Xiao Zhang Zhenren lived, he stepped over and opened the door curtain, and then saw Xiao Zhang Zhenren standing in the room with a vigilant and frightened face, still holding a short sword in his hand.

When the True Daoist saw the sword, he understood, so he sighed helplessly: "Why do you want to look at it randomly? ”

He turned around and closed the door.

There is probably less than a zhang distance between the two people, Xiao Zhang Zhenren held the short sword in both hands and took two steps back, she didn't know how to face this situation, the master once taught her to practice martial arts, and said that she had a good talent, but she really didn't like to fight, especially when she thought of the possibility of killing people because of her hands, she was even more afraid, she was just a girl who was willing to read quietly.

"Did you steal something that night?"

The truth-bearer asked.

Xiao Zhang Zhenren took a step back and did not answer.

The true Taoist looked around the room, and then noticed that all the things he gave to Xiao Zhang Zhenren were piled up in the corner, they should be all there, these things didn't seem to be cared about, otherwise they wouldn't have been thrown there so messily and hadn't even cleaned up, so the true Taoist was a little annoyed, annoyed, and had murderous intent, he was a violent and impermanent person.

Of course, he didn't know that those things were thrown there by Xiao Zhang Zhenren not long ago because he found something.

When he was a child, his brother gave him the little stone that he had picked out and thought was the most beautiful, but he didn't want it, but his brother wanted to give it, so he got angry and kicked him into the icy river, and he almost drowned.

His younger brother came to him when he got the sugar gourd given by his mother, and handed him the sugar gourd with a look of fear, but he looked at him with a blank look but did not dare to lick it, just because he said that if you didn't send me what your mother bought for you, I would strangle you.

His brother's favorite is the little monkey, although he has not seen it, but he said to him that if there is a little monkey how good it would be, then you can play with the little monkey, he said that the little monkey eats people, especially when you see a child like you will tear it apart and eat it, and the mouth is full of blood.

"You don't like it?"

A little sadness appeared on the face of the true Taoist: "I was so serious about the gift I chose for you, why don't you like it?" Look at those pebbles, you gave it to me back then, I didn't want it, and now I've found a more beautiful one for you, you should like it. ”

Xiao Zhang Zhenren shook his head: "I'm not your brother." ”

The eyes of the true Taoist were in a trance for a moment, and then he smiled: "Yes, you are not my brother, but you look like him with a short sword against me......"

It seemed that at some point he had gone back to more than ten years ago, and after he had been yelling at his mother, his brother, who had always feared him, picked up a small wooden stick and held it in front of him, as if he were going to beat him to death with a small wooden stick.

Perhaps it was because of that time that his mother decided to send him away.

"I'll kill you."

The truth-bearer looked at Xiao Zhang Zhenren: "Why are you doing this?" It's like my brother is exactly the same, isn't it good to be obedient? When my mother finally decided to send me away, she was afraid that I would kill him. ”

He walked forward step by step: "The way you look now is really disgusting. ”

Xiao Zhang Zhenren couldn't stop retreating, and finally her back was against the wall and there was no way back, her short sword was given by the master, but there was no opening at all, the master knew her best, and naturally knew how a person like her could practice killing skills, the sword was just a small gift, and it was also a symbol of the identity of the real person in Longhu Mountain.

Longhu Mountain is a real humane sword without a blade.

"Look at you."

The person who holds the truth looks like he hates that iron is not made of steel: "You look like a clown holding a sword, whether it is a sword or a knife, it is used to kill, but in your hands it is like a life-saving straw grasped by a drowning person." ”

Xiao Zhang Zhenren looked at him and shouted: "Why did you do that!" ”

"Didn't I tell you?"

The true Taoist walked up to Xiao Zhang Zhenren, and suddenly snatched the short sword from Xiao Zhang Zhenren's hand.

"My father was killed."

He looked at Xiao Zhang Zhenren's eyes and said seriously: "Mother said that I am the eldest son, the eldest son...... There are things that need to be saddled, such as revenge. ”