Chapter Seventy-Five: Hatred

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Although he was down, he was a very noble person, he regarded his music very noblely, and he could vaguely feel that he disdained his career, especially when he cooperated with a brothel, which he couldn't accept, which was why he never met Yingzheng again after teaching those drummers.

Seeing Yingzheng, the remnants were slightly embarrassed, but the matter was too urgent to care about so much: "Little brother, you are back, I am looking for you urgently, please come with me." ”

The remnant took Yingzheng to the utility room at the back, only to see a man with messy hair, muddy blood and a foul smell curled up in the corner, trembling all over. It seems to be frightened by something, and only as soon as someone approaches it will shout: "Don't come, don't come, I don't take medicine, I don't take medicine." ”

"He is my neighbor Lao Wangtouer, who opened a blacksmith shop on the street, and has been missing for almost half a year, I thought he had gone back to his hometown, but who knew that he suddenly returned home last night, and became like this, and asked him not to say anything." I knew something had to happen. I know you have a lot of contact, can you find a way to ask. The old king is quite pitiful, his son died in the war with Yan Guo a few years ago, and he is not yet fifteen years old, and his wife also died two years ago. ”

As he was talking, the old king suddenly grabbed his neck and shouted, Yingzheng hurriedly went over to suppress him, lest he hurt himself.

The old king grabbed Yingzheng's hand: "Give me medicine quickly, give me medicine quickly, I can't stand it......" said while snot and tears flowed down.

Medicine? Looking at the uncomfortable appearance of the old king, Ying Zheng suddenly thought of three words, addict. Could it be that this guy is also on drugs? What kind of medicine can you take in this era? Did opium come so early?

"Tie him up first, don't let him hurt himself or others."

After listening to Yingzheng's orders, everyone rushed up and tied up the old king's head tightly, and even blocked his mouth.

"That's not going to work, we have to find a place for him to get off drugs. It's a pity that there is no drug rehabilitation center or anything like that, so it's a headache. ”

The remnant said: "I shouldn't have bothered you, it's just that I only have a girl there, and I'm like this, so I ......"

"Don't say it, I'll leave this matter to me, I happen to have a casual eater at home, just give him something to do," Ying Zheng remembered the assassin brother who lived at home. He saved his life, he should be able to help with this little favor, and he assassinated Pingyuan Jun, his martial arts should be passable, and if the old king has a drug addiction attack, he should be able to subdue him.

So Ying Zheng picked up the old king's head and returned home with a few confidant brothers such as Remnant Su and Weng Zhong, and Wei Yao was stopped by Ying Zheng when he was coming. Wei Yao is a girl anyway, if she encounters a pervert who is not taboo, it won't hurt her. But Ying Zheng thought that meeting a pervert might be a disaster for other girls, and it might be a welfare for Wei Yao, but this is absolutely unacceptable.

On the road, the old king was sober for a while, confused for a while, quiet for a while, and howled like a pig for a while.

When he arrived at home, Zhao Ji was taken aback first, and said with a sad face: "Who is this assassin again, Zheng'er, do you want to hide all the assassins in Handan at home?" ”

Lu Cistanche's mother also said that Yingzheng should not go to the house to lead people indiscriminately.

"Relax, this is not an assassin, well, I have a son," Ying Zheng comforted Zhao Ji while introducing the remnant to Zhao Ji. The remnant explained the situation to Zhao Ji.

Ying Zheng said: "Uncle Cripple has helped me a lot, I must help him this time, not to mention that there is still an idle meal in our family?" ”

"Who are you talking about?" The assassin brother suddenly came out of the room, and Ying Zheng did not come back, so he naturally lived in Ying Zheng's room.

"I haven't slept yet, are I arguing with you", Ying Zheng looked at the assassin brother with a flattering face, "You are so energetic, are you okay?" ”

"My name is Zhao Qixia, not an idle eater, all my expenses here will be counted for you when the time comes."

"You're so polite."

The little assassin brother looked at the remnant, then walked over and gently pushed away the deer cistanche who was checking the pulse of the old man Wang, and removed the cloth that was blocked in the old man's mouth, he could already see that the old man had come to his senses and looked like he had something to say.

"Is it the old brother of the remnant?" The old king took the hand of the remnant and said intermittently: "Listen to me, you must remember this matter, I was deceived into the mountains." There were many people like me, blacksmiths, carpenters, and stonemasons, some from Handan, some from the countryside, and even from other countries. We were poisoned, and we had to work hard every day to build weapons, armor, and equipment, and I knew they weren't good people. A few days ago, someone killed me, I and a few other people took advantage of the chaos and sneaked out, and seeing that a few of them were caught and killed, I knew that they would definitely find me, and you must expose this matter, and you can't let them die in vain. You remember, the one who caught me is a ...... Ah......h

The old king suddenly stuck his throat, foaming at the mouth and making a dying struggle, his eyes widened wider than a copper bell, and at the same time he stretched out a right hand with his middle finger bent. The old king's body quickly dried up, his skin wrinkled, and he suddenly looked fifty years old, and after a few breaths, the whole person was paralyzed and motionless.

The strange scene really frightened several women, and even reminded Ying Zheng of the two-headed python poison venerable killing people he saw at the beginning.

Ying Zheng walked over and probed the old king's snort, and shook his head: "He's dead." ”

The remnant sighed.

The stakes are very high, and Yingzheng doesn't want to be too public, so several people found a hidden place to bury the old king's head hastily, and told everyone that they must keep it secret.

"I want to send a handicap to the old man, is that okay?" When they were separated, Zhao Qixia suddenly made such a request, which made Yingzheng very puzzled. Ying Zheng has always suspected that Zhao Qixia knew the remnant, because the last time the remnant went to the grave to worship the woman named Liji, Zhao Qixia was watching from a short distance, and she was very emotional.

The remnant looked at Zhao Qixia blankly, to see if he could see something from his face, but the result obviously disappointed him.

"Hey, you can say it," Zhao Qixia urged.

Ying Zheng touched his face: "It should be okay, what do you say, uncle?" ”

The remnant said: "If this little brother doesn't think that I, an old fellow, walks slowly, I naturally can't ask for it." ”

"Then you can send it, but you must be careful on the way, no one can save you if you are caught."

"I know, it's really ugly."

Zhao Qixia left with the remnants, looking at the backs of the two of them, Ying Zheng's lungs were about to explode: "Did you hear, Weng Bo Weng Zhong, he actually said that I was ugly." Is he still somewhat of a normal aesthetic? What a white-eyed wolf, I saved him for nothing. ”

Zhao Qixia walked slowly in front, and the remnants followed behind, and the two were silent.

The remnant said: "Does the little brother have something to say to me?" ”

Zhao Qixia said slowly: "I think about whether to kill you with a sword now, or let you die clearly." ”

The remnant stopped: "I don't understand the words of the little brother, I have never done anything to be sorry for others in my life, I think I have a clear conscience, do we have any misunderstanding?" ”

"Have a clear conscience, huh?" Zhao Qixia turned around and sneered, "What should the woman buried under Fengju Mountain say?" Isn't she the one you killed? ”

The remnant suddenly raised his head and looked at the young man in front of him in disbelief.

Zhao Qixia said: "If it weren't for your words back then, how could that poor woman lose her life in vain?" ”

The remnant took a step back in fright: "You are ......"

Zhao Qixia took a step forward: "If you hadn't acted like a poor victim back then, how could that poor woman be beheaded by her husband and hung at the gate?" ”

Remnant's heart suddenly became clear: "It turned out to be you, I know you will come back sooner or later." ”

"Are you scared?" Zhao Qixia said, "You should indeed be afraid, can you hear that woman's screams in your dreams every night, she is asking for your life, do you see it?" ”

The remnants were silent.

"You go to her grave every year on her death day to confess, do you want to lighten your guilt and make yourself better?"

The remnant knelt on the ground dejectedly: "That's right, the person I'm most sorry for in my life is her, and then you." ”

"Hahahaha," the little assassin brother laughed up, tears streaming down his face, "you are indeed sorry for her, because you killed her, but you are not sorry for me, because I will definitely kill you to avenge her, you know that I have this determination, and I have this reason." ”

The remnant took a deep breath: "Indeed, if there is a person in this world who can kill me with the confidence and leave me speechless, there is no second person but you. I think you were the one who assassinated Lord Plains-kun last time. ”

Zhao Qixia said: "Don't worry, after you die, he will soon go down to find you, and you two executioners will confess to that woman and use your lives to repent." ”

The remnant hurriedly said: "You can kill me, but you can't kill the king, he is your ......"

"Shut up, you are not allowed to mention this person again, this will only increase my hatred for him, such a person is not worthy of having a wife and children", Zhao Qixia said angrily, "Say, how do you want to die, what last words can you say, maybe I will help you achieve it if I am soft-hearted." ”

The remnant sighed: "I have no desires in this life, and there is only one thing I can't let go, and that is the marriage of my granddaughter Lan Ya'er...... That's it, it's just that I did this poisonous trick back then, and now she is helpless, and it should be my retribution, come on. The remnant closed his eyes and prepared to accept the punishment of fate.

"Confess," Zhao Qixia raised her sword to stab, but the tip of the sword stopped as soon as it touched the remnant's clothes.

"Do I need to be soft-hearted? No need, it's reasonable for me to kill him," Zhao Qixia raised her sword again, but never stabbed it again.

At the end, Zhao Qixia said: "Your life will be left until your granddaughter gets married, and I will collect it, and make good use of the little time left." ”

Zhao Qixia turned to leave. The remnant knelt on the ground and refused to get up for a long time: "Your Majesty, have you also regretted following my advice over the years, and have you also repented, for your dead lover, for your hated daughter." ”