Chapter 581: The Frightened Bird

Zhai Xinglian remembered the amazing scene when the tomb of Wu Tianyang was dug up late that night: there was no body in the tomb of Wu Tianyang, and there was a lifelike puppet lying in the decaying coffin, and the appearance of the puppet was the rebirth of Wu Tianyang. Wu Tianyang really has nine lives, and Wu Tianyang really didn't die. Zhai Xinglian ran wildly in the snow like crazy, screaming as he ran...... Even the bearded man who dug the grave thought that Zhai Xinglian was really crazy......

Zhai Xinglian closed the door, and his heart was still beating wildly. Could it really be that Wu Tianyang came to the door?

Xiaoyu didn't know when she got dressed up. Her reddened cheeks were as delicate as a peach blossom in spring.

Zhai Xinglian coughed dryly, and hurriedly smiled to cover the fear in his heart.

Xiao Yu said softly: "Why doesn't the third boss sleep yet, is it because Xiao Yu is in the way?"

Zhai Xinglian smiled and shook his head: "You are so good, how can I dislike you!"

Xiaoyu's reddened little face smiled like a flower: "Sister, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, everything is good, but I don't know anything, don't the third boss feel sorry?"

Zhai Xinglian stared at Xiaoyu's face, was silent for a long time, and suddenly said: "I want to marry you as a wife, I don't know if you agree?"

Xiaoyu was first surprised, and then surprised: "My sister and I are both children of hard-working families, I didn't expect the three bosses to value it so much, if the three bosses don't dislike it, Xiaoyu is willing to serve you for the rest of your life." ”

Zhai Xinglian's eyes glowed with a long-lost brilliance, as if he saw himself in a small mountain village far away from the hustle and bustle, sitting in front of a hall surrounded by flowers, and he was teasing his grandson. Do people only feel the importance of home when they are old?

Xiaoyu stood in front of Zhai Xinglian with a happy face!

In the passage outside the door, there was a sudden sigh, the sigh was not loud, but it happened to be heard by Zhai Xinglian. The corners of Zhai Xinglian's eyes twitched violently, this sigh he had heard in the woods on the outskirts of Beijing, this sound was very familiar to him, this sound was actually made by Wu Tianyang.

Zhai Xinglian suddenly rushed to the side of the bed, and reached out to take off his seven-star sword from the wall. Before Xiaoyu could react, he had already rushed out......

At the end of the passage outside the door, suddenly the figure disappeared. Zhai Xinglian has chased after him......

The exit to the basement passage is in a warehouse full of miscellaneous items. There are dozens of warehouses in Hongxiang Pavilion, and this is a very ordinary warehouse. The warehouse exudes an air of age. The door of the warehouse was hidden, and Zhai Xinglian tiptoed to the door, and he gently opened the door with the tip of his sword...... Outside the door is the corridor of the warehouse on the first floor of the Red Incense Pavilion. At the end of the corridor hangs a dead wind lamp, and the dim light is suddenly jumping, as if it may go out at any time. In the dim light stood a masked man......

In the dim light, Zhai Xinglian could only see a vague shadow of the masked man.

A biting cold wind hit, and Zhai Xinglian couldn't help but shiver.

The masked man's hand reached out from the sleeve of his robe, and it seemed to flash in the dim light.

Zhai Xinglian's pupils constricted, and a chill rose from his heels to the top of his head in an instant.

What the masked man was holding in his hand was a steel cone more than two feet long. Zhai Xinglian knew this steel cone. This steel cone is the unique weapon of Wu Tianyang.

Zhai Xinglian's hand holding the sword was already oozing cold sweat.

The masked man didn't move, but slowly lifted the steel cone, which was more than two feet long, above his head......

Zhai Xinglian coughed dryly, and his hoarse voice trembled a little: "I knew you were still alive...... How have you been doing all these years?"

The masked man didn't speak, just walked towards Zhai Xinglian step by step, the steel cone in his hand hung down, but his pair of tax eyes were staring at Zhai Xinglian's throat tightly.

Zhai Xinglian took two steps back, he only felt that his throat was a little dry and itchy, as if there were thousands of ants crawling on it.

The masked man was approaching step by step, he seemed to be a zombie asking for his life, without any movements or expressions, just staring at Zhai Xinglian's throat for a moment.

Zhai Xinglian suddenly laughed weirdly, he took a big step back, and pointed the seven-star sword in his hand at the masked man's face: "You are not dancing Tianyang at all...... Who the hell are you?"

The masked man let out a loud roar suddenly, and his people had already pounced, and the steel cone in his hand stabbed Zhai Xinglian like a snake, his weapon was a cone, but he used a sword move. This move is fast, vicious, accurate, and the perfect shot is amazing. What is strange is that this trick slowly weakened halfway, and in the end, the steel cone could no longer hold it, and it fell to the ground with a "dang" sound. The muscles on the masked man's face jumped in the black cloth, and his eyes seemed to burst into flames.

Zhai Xinglian's eyes were full of disdain and ridicule: "The big boss has learned to pretend to be a ghost at a young age, congratulations!"

The masked man ripped off his black hood, revealing a pale and handsome face.

Qin Xiao, the masked man turned out to be Qin Xiao, the big boss of the Red Incense Pavilion.

Zhai Xinglian's mood suddenly became very good: "If I guess correctly, Wu Tianyang's grave is your hands and feet, and all those illusions of Wu Tianyang's resurrection are done by you alone." ”

Qin Xiao sat down on the ground dejectedly and said coldly, "So what?"

Zhai Xinglian's sharp sword tip pressed against Qin Xiao's throat, and said sharply, "Aren't you afraid of death?"

The skin of Qin Xiao's throat was punctured, and bright red blood flowed out, but he didn't care at all.

Zhai Xinglian's vicious eyes gradually turned red, and he gritted his teeth loudly.

Qin Xiao sneered: "I suddenly figured out a lot of things!"

Zhai Xinglian said angrily: "What's the matter?"

Qin Xiao said lightly: "Instead of living in such pain, it is better to die happily!"

Zhai Xinglian calmed down, and sighed for a while: "You are confused for a while, I don't blame you...... I'm old, you're still young after all...... Why are you doing that?"

Qin Xiao laughed and said, "The three bosses are bodhisattva-hearted, and they think about me everywhere!"

Zhai Xinglian said: "What I said is what I said in my heart. ”

Qin Xiaodao: "Actually, I know your thoughts, I'm afraid that I will die, because once I die, the government will take back the Red Incense Pavilion that entered the gold on this day, not to mention that I have many friends on the rivers and lakes, once I die, they will never let you go...... Outsiders may not know much, but who in the Red Incense Pavilion doesn't know the grievances and grievances between us......"

Zhai Xinglian said hatefully: "Do you really want me to kill you?"

Qin Xiao sneered: "You've killed enough people, what's the harm in killing another one?"

Zhai Xinglian glared at Qin Xiao fiercely, and the sword in his hand swung out violently......

A terrible shout came from the darkness, and a woman rushed towards Zhai Xinglian like crazy.

Zhai Xinglian was stunned for a moment, and the gray-haired old woman under the sword slowly fell, and the blood was scattered all over the ground.

Qin Xiao shouted out heartbreakingly, then pounced and punched Zhai Xinglian's face.

(End of chapter)