This person is very peculiar.

At first glance, he will definitely not be regarded as a master of the heavenly list.

He doesn't have the spirit of Ren Hao, nor the recklessness of Huang Wuving, nor the lightness of Wujiu, nor the exaggerated madness of Ai Dacha.

He is somewhat similar to the old man of Peach Blossom.

are the kind of people who will be lost to everyone under normal conditions, the old peach blossom man carries the falling moon qin on his back and the peach stick, like a down-and-out old pianist.

And this revenge, wearing a black Confucian shirt and a scribe's bun, is also like a middle-aged master who runs a private school.

He didn't have any charlatans in him.

It is somewhat incompatible with the first village in the world of Qinglong Mountain and the first village in this green forest.

It's as if a silent university professor with black-rimmed glasses and a textbook is mixed in with a group of gangsters who shout and kill, full of foul language.

And the professor is still the absolute leader of this group of gangsters.

It's incongruous.

But he has an inexplicable temperament.

It's as if he is standing here, just like the needle of the sea god, pressing down on nearly 20,000 people in the entire right and wrong village, and they have to do things according to the rules he set back then.

No one dared to resist, not even to give an opinion.

This is not domineering.

The middle-aged man in front of him, who looks kind, doesn't have that domineering aura, how can I say it...

It's more like a gloomy, a dead silence, a very uncomfortable temperament, like being wrapped around the neck of a snake but unable to resist.

If I had to describe it, it would be a wolf.

It's like a wolf who has lost a pack and walks the world alone.

After fighting hard, he regained the head wolf of a stronger wolf pack.

It's like the lonely lone wolf you saw alone in the wilderness under the moon.

It didn't stick out its teeth, nor did it look hostile.

But when you see it, you don't dare to act rashly, and if you look into the eyes of the wolf, you know that if it is the slightest bit bad, the wolf's sharp teeth will bite through your neck in the next moment.

Then eat you with the flesh of the belt, and turn it into its energy that dominates the world.

It commands a large pack of wolves.

But it is rarely with wolves.

Living in isolation, it doesn't need wolves to worship it, it doesn't need wolves to surround it, it doesn't even need wolves to understand it, it just needs this pack of hungry wolves to act according to its will.

It only needs to be able to fight with fearless wolves when facing strong enemies.

No matter whether it is a tiger or a bear standing in the way, it will be turned into dry bones all over the ground under the bite of wolves.

It's really a unique soul.

Qiu Buping stood in front of his chair, which was not luxurious, nor like other cottage bosses, who liked to decorate it with animal skins.

It's just an ordinary, somewhat worn chair.

But up and down the village, everyone knows that the chair belongs to only one person.

Any unscrupulous person who dared to approach the chair would be torn apart by the wolves behind him without the need for Qiu Buping's orders.

"You, stay."

"For the rest, get out!"

Qiu Buping's finger pointed at the folding iron, and then pointed to the door.

The tone is concise.

Liu Junshan and Wu Shifeng immediately walked out of the door, they were used to the way the big boss spoke, and the other minions also quickly withdrew.

Qingqing was a little worried about Xiao Tie, but under the escort of the mountain ghost, she still left the wooden building of the Juyi Hall honestly.

The young man and the prodigal monk walked faster.

No one wants to provoke a grudge.

Despite the fact that he looks very amiable.

Even if it is a fearless mountain ghost, when he makes eye contact with Qiu Buping, he will feel a chill from the bottom of his heart, and the young man who has always liked to talk and chat is also extremely silent at the moment.

The prodigal monk is even more stubbornly pinching the Buddha beads in his hand, this sandalwood Buddha beads can be used as a hidden weapon at any time.

Different people.

The scenery seen is also different.

In the eyes of the masters of their ranking, they can see the threat brought by the injustice.

He is like a spear that stands tall in the heavens and the earth, its cold light almost wants to pierce the sun, it cannot tolerate any provocation, and if he dares to act rashly, what he can get will be a shot through the heart.

Even Hua Qing, who has the best body skills, doesn't think that she can dodge that shot.

"Boom"

The door of the wooden building of the Juyi Hall was slowly closed by Liu Junshan.

The hall was dimly lit, but there was still light streaming in through the windows, making it a little dim.

Oritetsu stood alone in the hall, carrying his heavy sword on his back, in the same room as someone who suspected his father.

It was supposed to be a scene of relatives meeting, but he was a little overwhelmed.

Is it time to step forward, or is it time to wait?

Is it the initiative to speak?

Or wait for him to speak first?

"What's your name?"

Just when Zhetie was at a loss, Qiu Buping, who was sitting in the chair, suddenly spoke.

This time, the voice was much gentler.

There seems to be a return of humanity.

"I was picked up by the master, and he asked me to follow his surname, and he said that I am the best iron between heaven and earth, and I need to be tempered thousands of times to achieve a peerless sword."

Zhetie honestly said:

So, Master told me to fold iron. As for my original name..."

The young man peeked at the resentful man who was sitting in the chair and staring at him, and the young man paused and whispered:

"I don't know."

"You don't have a name."

Qiu Buping's tone became softer at this moment.

He withdrew his gaze from his iron face, leaned back in his chair, and said:

"My enemy family is a scholarly family for generations, and the name of the young son naturally can't be careless, I wanted to wait until you caught the gift of Zhou, and then find a good name from the classics..."

The man said a long list of rare words.

In the past ten years, he probably hasn't said so many words so smoothly.

I don't seem to be comfortable with it.

He paused and continued:

"You only have a nickname, your grandfather called you 'tiger', he wanted you to be disease-free, like a tiger cub healthy growth, he once told me to tell you to 'go to disease'.

But I didn't say yes.

At that time, the former dynasty was destroyed, and I, as the history of the Langya School Palace, followed the young emperor to Lin'an, and the enemy family also moved to Lin'an.

A few years after I was in Lin'an, Zhao Hu asked me to be the crown prince.

I hate that Zhao Hu plotted to seize the country, got the wrong position, and made the people of the world miserable, and it happened that in February of that year, Zhao Hu was suspected of being assassinated and seriously ill.

There was a great chaos in the DPRK and China, so I resigned and took my family back to my hometown in Weifang from Lin'an. ”

Qiu Buping closed his eyes and talked about the past to Zhetie.

In the voice, there is not much emotion, it is like telling other people's stories.

Zhetie didn't care, he was listening attentively.

"That's... In the 9th year of Zhengding, at that time, the land of Qilu was not as chaotic as this, although there were occasional raids by the Northern Dynasty, but it was still stable. ”

Qiu Buping let out a sigh of relief and clasped his hands on the chair.

He said:

"When you get home, you will be born in three months, that is a major event for my family, you are a sister-in-law, and the family has an incense inheritance, which is a great joy.

Your grandfather, your second uncle and aunt, and your aunt who married into Shangqiu, also brought a pair of children home to visit.

I still remember that day, when the lights were lit up in the house, the neighbors came to congratulate them, and the whole town was full of joy.

On that day, I set out to visit a classmate and wanted to build a primary school palace in my hometown and teach the morality of a saint.

Hehe, I still believed in this at the time. ”

Qiu Buping chuckled, his fists clenched, and there was a crisp sound of bones colliding.

He said:

"But there is an ominous storm in the sky, I just left home, I heard that there was a Southern Dynasty rout retreating into Weifang, I knew that it was not good, and hurried home, but it was too late.

The whole town was washed in blood, there were corpses everywhere, and the gang of thieves set it on fire.

The fire was so bright that it was red for most of the night, and I walked in the sea of corpses and blood. ”

"Your grandfather is in the main hall, protecting your aunt, and at his feet are two children under the age of ten, and your uncle is dead in the house, and your aunt is protecting your mother and you from a desperate situation...

Three miles outside the town, I found the bodies of them and the thieves, but I didn't see you. ”

Qiu Buping's voice was extremely hoarse at this moment.

You don't need to look at it to know the pain in his heart at this time.

Even if more than ten years have passed, the bitterness has not weakened in the slightest, but is like a jar of old wine, constantly fermenting over the years.

That pain is no longer pain, it has turned into a touch of sadness, a touch of regret.

A hole.

A hole engraved in the heart that will never be filled.

It was a shattered soul, stitched together haphazardly, and in that shell, in a more cruel way, it continued to live.

"I killed them."

Qiu Buping's tone became indifferent again, like a gust of wind in winter, calm and chilling.

"In the second month after I found the Hundred Birds and Phoenix Spear, I found the group of defeated soldiers, they had already fallen into the grass in this Qinglong Mountain, and some people scattered and roamed throughout Qilu.

From top to bottom, from the chief to the pawn, a total of 437 people have been to the town...

My son, at your feet, there are 437 people buried, and the one they ran the farthest hath even reached Yungui, but I still climbed the mountains and found him. ”

"437 people, one is not much, one person is not many!

All the bones are buried here. ”

These few words, the heart of the broken iron is cold.

He couldn't help but look down, and all he saw was the bluestone floor, but there seemed to be blinding blood oozing from the floor.

These three-story small wooden buildings also became cloudy and windy at this moment.

"My son, you say, is this revenge for your father?"

Qiu Buping opened his eyes.

The pain, guilt, despair, loss, hideousness, resentment, and madness just now seemed to dissipate, and his eyes returned to the calm and peaceful state they had before.

He looked at the face of the broken iron, and he said:

"That's freaking? How fragile, my son.

You haven't heard what your father has done in the past ten years, and if you say it, I'm afraid it will scare my son into sleep. ”

"When you first meet your father, do you feel disillusioned? Do you feel that you can't live without this murderous father? ”

The tone of the resentment became sarcastic.

I don't know if I'm ridiculing myself or iron.

After a few breaths, he sighed:

"My son, I have dreamed of going back to my father.

Go back to that miserable day, use the gun in my hand, stop the tragedy, dream of being in your hometown house for my father, grow up with your mother, teach you the way of Confucius and Mencius, and the learning of saints. ”

"I dream of being a father...

It's a pity that I am no longer worthy of being a father.

Being a father is no longer the Qiu Yunshu of the year, and now it is called Qiu Buping for the father!

Judge the right and wrong of the world, and the world is not fair. ”

Qiu Buping stood up, a little distracted.

He leaned on his chair, his back, which was as straight as a gun in the past, seemed to be bent down, and there was no more righteousness that dominated the world, only exhaustion.

He waved his hand and said to the iron:

"I can look at my son again, my last regret has been filled, your friends seem to be quite reliable, so let them go.

After staying at the cottage for a few nights, they went down the mountain with them.

I know that you have searched all over Qilu to find your father, my son. ”

Qiu Buping whispered:

"It's a pity, you are in this right village, and you can no longer find Qiu Yunshu, who was full of poetry and books, and was upright.

He's been...

Died with your mother. ”

"Wait!"

Seeing that Qiu Buping was about to leave the hall, Zhi Tie couldn't care about the mixed feelings in his heart, he stepped forward and held Qiu Buping's arm.

When Zhetie stretched out his hand, Qiu Buping obviously wanted to dodge, with his martial arts, even if Zhetie reacted quickly, he would definitely not be able to touch him.

But in the end, he didn't dodge.

Letting the hand rest on his arm, he looked back at the broken iron and said nothing.

Only in the eyes there is still inquiry.

He turned back into the hatred that was not interested in everything, and changed back into the indifferent and ruthless master of the heavenly list.

"My eldest brother, though not a righteous eldest brother.

But he was very good to me, and he also saved me, when I was kidnapped by the Tongwu Sect and the Five Elements Sect, and I was about to be sent to the Qingyang Demon Lord as materials, Brother Shen Qiu saved me. ”

Zhetie gritted his teeth and said:

"He has now been kidnapped by the Qingyang Demon Lord, and he has come to the land of Qilu to find me, please... Please help us get him back! ”

"Huh?"

Qiu Buping let out a nasal sound.

When he heard Zhe Tie say that he was kidnapped by the Five Elements Gate and was going to be sent to the Qingyang Demon Lord as a material, a few cold rays flashed in Qiu Buping's eyes.

But it's fleeting.

When he had heard the plea of the broken iron, he said:

"Since I am here for you, I will stay in the village of right and wrong, and when Na Ai comes over, I will take care of it. If your eldest brother had lived to that time, he would have been saved. ”

"I..."

Zhetie wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Qiu Buping's voice.

"Don't say any more."

Qiu Buping carried his hands behind his back and walked to the stairs of the wooden building.

He said:

"I am Feizhai was attacked by the Southern Dynasty, and the Northern Dynasty was watching from the sidelines, and it was a time of critical survival.

Although you are my son, I still have more than 10,000 brothers.

I'll save you, but I'm going to save them too! My son, the life of your eldest brother alone is worth 20,000 lives?

In this world, if there is really so much justice, between you and me, it will not be the current situation. ”

"I've made up my mind, so be it."

Qiu Buping broke free of Xiao Tie's hand and walked up the stairs quickly, Xiao Tie maintained the action of reaching out, stunned.

After a while, he turned and walked out the door, his steps heavy and frustrated.

On the second floor, Qiu Buping spread ink and wrote three names on a large piece of rice paper.

"Happy"

"Evil Spirit"

"Ai Dacha"

Qiu Buping stared at the names of the three dragons flying and phoenix dances, and he whispered:

"After this time, if Feizhai is still there, I will go and talk to you."

"Dare to touch me...

Really, something like a chop! ”