Chapter 576: The Assassination of the Past

Zhai Xing even did many important things at night, and killing people was no exception.

Three years ago, on a winter night in the Red Incense Pavilion, he killed his sworn brother Wu Tianyang with his own hands.

Wu Tianyang is the second boss of Hongxiang Pavilion.

That night, the third boss Zhai Xinglian drank a lot of wine, and the second boss Wu Tianyang drank even more.

Wu Tianyang drank too much, and it wasn't until a one-foot-long sharp knife pierced his lower abdomen that his wine was half sober. He never dreamed that the third boss, Zhai Xinglian, would poison him.

The third boss, Zhai Xing, stabbed him with a knife, and immediately abandoned the knife, and then retreated sharply to two feet away.

Wu Tianyang's body was constantly trembling from the intense pain.

Five masked men ghostly appeared. Five people, five knives. The blade of the tiger sealed all the retreats of Wu Tianyang.

Wu Tianyang suddenly drew his knife, and as soon as the knife was pulled out, blood gushed out. In a flash of the sword, his men had rushed out of the stab. A masked man exclaimed, "Stop him!" Before he could make a move, he was blinded in one eye by the sharp tip of his knife.

Wu Tianyang only wants to retreat quickly.

The place where they drank was in the basement of the Red Fragrance Pavilion, this place would never be known to outsiders, and the entrance to this place was only known to the three big bosses of the Red Fragrance Pavilion.

There is only one entrance, but there are three exits, three places that outsiders would never imagine.

The pain had made Wu Tianyang completely conscious, and the hot wine had turned into a cold sweat.

He had retreated towards an exit.

The five masked men were stunned at the same time, they thought that Wu Tianyang would seize the door and escape, but Wu Tianyang did not retreat in the direction of the door, and the direction of Wu Tianyang's retreat was unexpected. He retreated to the weapon shelves in the basement.

The weapon shelves in the basement are not large, but they are complete with eighteen weapons.

Wu Tianyang retreated too quickly.

The weapon rack was knocked to the ground, and strangely there was no sound, and something even stranger was yet to come. Wu Tianyang didn't fall, but he deliberately fell down and fell on the weapon rack. As soon as he fell onto the weapon rack, he rolled back and forth.

The five masked men were stunned. They hadn't come back to their senses yet, but they heard a crisp "click". After the crisp sound, Wu Tianyang and the weapon rack all disappeared magically.

The five masked men were at a loss, they slashed with knives, stomped with their feet, and picked with their hands in the place where Wu Tianyang disappeared just now, but the hard ground did not react in the slightest.

The third boss, Zhai Xinglian, sneered.

Wu Tianyang lay on the cold weapon shelf. It was pitch black all around, and I couldn't see my fingers, but I could faintly hear the sound of running water. Wu Tianyang breathed a sigh of relief, he knew that he had escaped, this exit was designed by himself and Qin Xiao, the big boss of the Red Fragrance Pavilion. Get rid of him and Qin Xiao, no one knows about this exit.

Even the third boss, Zhai Xing, didn't even know.

Wu Tianyang already felt the weapon rack under him swaying gently, and his whole body seemed to be trapped in a soft and warm pile of cotton.

Who knows, there is a steaming river under the ground of the Red Incense Pavilion.

Wu Tianyang has been flowing downstream. He clearly remembered that the end of the creek was the exit of the channel.

The exit is in an abandoned house one mile away from Hongxiang Pavilion.

This house has not been inhabited since it was bought by Wu Tianyang, and it has not been inhabited for eight years.

Wu Tianyang struggled to get up from the weapon rack, and he could already see the faint light at the exit.

Pushing open a thin bluestone slab, Wu Tianyang appeared in the back garden of this abandoned house.

There are no flowers in the back garden, just yellow artemisia grass and thorny bushes.

It was the middle of winter when everything was freezing and everything was withering, and everything around him became lifeless, even Wu Tianyang, who escaped death.

Wu Tianyang's wounds were bleeding again, he was already extremely weak, and if it weren't for the strong desire to survive to support him, he might have died under the butcher's knives of those masked men.

He shouted a thousand times and ten thousand times in his heart, he must get out alive, he must take revenge, and he must smash the ungrateful Zhai Xinglian's body into thousands of pieces.

Wu Tianyang gritted his teeth and walked out by holding on to the root of the wall. As soon as he turned the corner, an eerie bull-eared knife was handed over. is impartial, just handed to the heart of Wu Tianyang.

A thin and withered yellow face swayed straight in front of Wu Tianyang, with twelve points of unshaved and ridiculed on his face.

Zhai Xinglian. It turned out to be Zhai Xinglian who made the knife.

Wu Tianyang never dreamed that Zhai Xinglian would know about this secret passage. Of course, he couldn't have imagined that it was his brother ————Qin Xiao, the big boss of the Red Fragrance Pavilion, who leaked this secret.

Wu Tianyang fell at Zhai Xinglian's feet. Zhai Xinglian's cold face gradually blurred in his vision, and finally disappeared completely.

Wu Tianyang is dead.

The third boss, Zhai Xinglian, leaned back in the long rattan chair and stretched his body as straight as possible. Every time he thought of Wu Tianyang's death, the muscles on Zhai Xinglian's body became numb and stiff. He was covered with a thick Persian blanket, but he could not withstand the biting cold of midwinter. There were charcoal pots in the corners of the walls around the house, and the scarlet charcoal fire flickered in the dark corners, like ghost fires floating from the deep mountain tombs.

This time, the haunting of the Red Fragrance Pavilion has been spreading. Even the blind man Yuan, who has always been old, said that he saw it with his own eyes.

Zhai Xinglian never believed that there were ghosts in the world.

Could it be that Wu Tianyang didn't die, or did he die and come back from the dead?

The muscles in the corners of Zhai Xinglian's eyes were beating violently, and he seemed to see the dead Wu Tianyang crawling out of the frozen loess••••••

Zhai Xinglian's dry fingers pinched the armrest of the rattan chair. The handrails are shattered.

In the middle of winter, the afternoon sun does not have the slightest heat.

Zhai Xing even had to take a nap at this time of day, but he didn't fall asleep today. He felt distraught, and deep in his heart there was a deep chill and fear that penetrated into his bones. This deep cold and fear are like maggots attached to the bones, slowly eating away at his flesh and blood.

Wu Tianyang was buried in the soil by Zhai Xinglian himself. He was stabbed in the heart, and a fatal stab was stabbed.

Zhai Xinglian still clearly remembered that before burying Wu Tianyang in the soil, he also cut Wu Tianyang's throat with a knife. The force of that knife was so great that it almost cut off Wu Tianyang's head.

But now, Zhai Xinglian actually doubted that he had remembered wrongly, he even suspected that he had killed the wrong person, the real Wu Tianyang was still alive in the world, and now he had come to the door to seek revenge. The more Zhai Xinglian thought about it, the more he felt that there was a problem, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that Wu Tianyang was still alive. His palms were sweating, and his eyelids were throbbing harder.

A timid little maid quietly walked in, with seven or eight delicate snacks in the black tray in her hand, as well as a cup of steaming goat's milk and a small pot of aged carved old wine.

Zhai Xinglian ate a few pieces of butter burritos, and poured a pot of old wine into his stomach.

The little maid looked at their third boss, Zhai Xinglian, in surprise.

Zhai Xinglian's vicious eyes were a little red, and these eyes were staring straight at the little girl's towering breasts.

The little maid was a little at a loss, she hurriedly lowered her head, and as soon as she turned around, she was about to retreat.

(End of chapter)