In the depths of the bamboo forest, there is a deep pool, in the middle of which stands a hut, which is connected to the shore by a bamboo bridge.

The pool under the bridge is verdant, and there are many lotus flowers blooming around, and when he walked to the end of the bamboo bridge, Yu Yiyu raised his hand and gently patted the bamboo door, and asked, "Is the old man at home?" ”

After a moment, a hoarse male voice came out: "Yes, come in!" ”

Yu Yiyu and Bai Fan glanced at each other, pushed open the bamboo door and walked in, after entering the house, Bai Fan found that the furnishings in the room were all made of bamboo, and a black-clothed man with a Rakshasa mask was sitting cross-legged on the bamboo bed inside.

He looked up at Yu Yiyu, sneered and said, "Yu Yiyu, a rare guest!" ”

Bai Fan stood behind Yu Yiyu, poked his waist pole with his finger, and asked softly, "Is he the well-informed person you said?" ”

Yu Yiyu nodded and said with a smile: "If you have any questions, you can ask him directly, and the expenses will be settled for him when I go back." ”

The man wearing the Rakshasa mask smiled and said, "I charge a very expensive fee, and a gold ingot is a problem." ”

"So expensive?" Bai Fan sighed.

She tugged at Yu Yiyu's sleeve and hesitated, "Otherwise, let's not ask!" ”

Yu Yiyu pulled her out from behind her, and said angrily: "Where is your usual eldest lady's shelf?" Just ask, why are we not short of that money! ”

Bai Fan took a deep breath, and he had no worries in his heart, and said with a smile: "Then I asked, will you settle the bill then?" ”

"Okay, I'll check out!" Yu Yiyu said indifferently.

Bai Fan tiptoed up to the Rakshasa Mask Man and asked, "What do you call it?" ”

The man in the Rakshasa mask was stunned for a moment, and was about to answer, Yu Yiyu took the lead in speaking: "I answered this for him, his name is He Chengzhang, you should be able to hear that he is an old man by listening to his voice." ”

He Chengzhang nodded, Bai Fan suddenly realized 'oh', and asked in surprise: "His surname is He?" He Qing'an is also surnamed He, is there anything to do with the two of them? ”

"It doesn't matter, it's just that I just happen to have the same surname!" He Chengzhang smiled and said, his voice was very hoarse.

Yu Yiyu sat at the table and drank tea, Bai Fan sat beside He Chengzhang, and said, "Mr. He, I want to ask you about a few people, do you know where the five people from Qingtian went?" ”

"Blue sky."

He Chengzhang sneered and said, "Mo Xiangyang died three months ago, you must know this." ”

Bai Fan nodded, and He Chengzhang continued: "After the Martyr's Hall was destroyed, several of them parted ways.

Mo Xiangyang was doing business in Dianzhou, Meng Han retired to Chengzhou to become a teacher, and Wei Tao and Zhao Ting robbed the rich to help the poor, but they were killed three days ago. ”

"Who killed you?" Bai Fan was surprised.

He Chengzhang shook his head and said, "I don't know! ”

She was stunned for a moment and continued to ask, "What about Wei Wu?" ”

"Wei Wu died twenty-five years ago, and was burned to death in the woods of the famous mountain along with the people of the Wen family of Lietang." He Chengzhang replied that Bai Fan could hear that his voice was a little choked when he spoke.

Wei Wu died twenty-five years ago, Mo Xiangyang was wiped out three months ago, Wei Tao and Zhao Ting were also killed, and now Qingtian is the only one left in Meng Han.

If it was really the surviving descendants of the Lie Hall seeking revenge, he would definitely go to Meng Han next.

Bai Fan jumped off the bamboo bed and thanked He Chengzhang: "Thank you, old man, we will leave first if we still have something to do!" ”

He Chengzhang nodded, Bai Fan took Yu Yiyu's arm and dragged him out of the door, he put down the teacup and said to He Chengzhang with a smile: "Don't worry, old man, I will definitely bring you the money next time I come!" ”

……

He Chengzhang frowned, thinking to himself that you don't know how many times you have said this "next time", you dead man who is not trustworthy.

Looking at Bai Fan in a hurry, Yu Yiyu was not in a hurry, and said: "Go slowly, beware of stepping on the bamboo skewer buried by He Chengzhang, that thing hurts very much!" ”

"Lord Yu, hurry up, wait a minute, what if Meng Han dies?" Bai Fan urged.

Seeing his graceful appearance, Bai Fan was about to walk over to pull him, but he was accidentally pricked by a bamboo stick.

Oh my god, it hurts!

She held on to the bamboo pole and frowned, Yu Yiyu hurriedly walked to her side and squatted, reached out to lift her feet, and said distressedly: "I told you not to walk so fast, look, stick your feet!" ”

"It's all your fault!" Bai Fan pouted and said, "If you are not happy, I will turn back and pull you, who would have ...... Oops, tap, tap! ”

She shouted in pain, and Yu Yiyu directly pulled out the bamboo sticks on her feet ruthlessly, and then took off her shoes and applied medicine to her.

Fortunately, he said: "Fortunately, the bamboo sticks are not deep, take some medicine and rest, and it will be fine in two days!" ”

Bai Fan nodded, and then Yu Yiyu carried her out of the bamboo forest, and the two bought two fast horses in a nearby town and went straight to Chengzhou.

From Liancheng Villa to Chengzhou, even if it is a day and night journey, it may take at least two days, and at the speed of Bai Fan and Yu Yiyu, the two of them arrived in Chengzhou five days later.

Fortunately, the murderer's speed was not so fast, otherwise Meng Han would have been buried in the ground.

They went to Chengzhou to inquire about Meng Han's residence, and finally found out that there was a teacher named Meng Han in the Yuhe School in the west of Chengzhou.

The two did not rest, but rushed directly to the Yuhe Academy, they found the dean and said that they wanted to meet the teacher named Meng Han, but the dean told them that Meng Han had not come to the school for three days.

"Isn't it?" Bai Fan was shocked, could it be that he had already hung up?

Yu Yiyu and the dean asked about Meng Han's residence, Bai Fan immediately rushed out of the school, and Yu Yiyu thanked the dean before chasing her.

Meng Han lived in a nearby village, and Bai Fan asked the villagers for the exact address of his house, and rushed in without knocking for fear that he had been killed.

"Meng Han?" She shouted.

"Who?" An old man dressed in Sven poked his head out from behind the linen screen and asked.

Bai Fan strode over, pointed at him with a horsewhip and asked, "Are you Meng Han?" ”

Meng Han nodded, Yu Yiyu walked into the room, looked at the portrait in his hand, and said twice: "Retirement didn't even change his name?" I also spent a lot of money to find someone to draw your portrait, and when it was over, the money was all in vain! ”

He crumpled the portrait into a soft piece and threw it into the stove beside him, Meng Han stared at the two of them vigilantly, and asked, "Who are you?" What's the matter with me? ”

"We are the people of Liancheng Villa!" Bai Fan smiled and said, "I came to you to learn about an old incident twenty-five years ago. ”

Bai Fan thought that Meng Han would become very excited when she mentioned the incident twenty-five years ago, but unexpectedly, that guy was unexpectedly unfazed, snorted coldly, and said lightly: "Twenty-five years later, he is finally here." ”

Bai Fan's face was full of doubts, how could Meng Han seem to know that someone would come to him?

She asked tentatively, "Do you know that Mo Xiangyang and Wei Tao were killed?" ”

Meng Han didn't answer Bai Fan's question, but asked her with a smile: "It should be me next, right?" ”

Bai Fan nodded and asked puzzledly: "Since you already know, why are you still so calm?" Shouldn't you panic? ”

"People are born to die, early death and late death are all deaths, I have been preparing for many years!" Meng Han touched his beard and said with a smile.

"Please come with me!" He said to Bai Fan, and then walked behind the screen.

Bai Fan and Yu Yiyu glanced at each other and followed, there was a pitch-black coffin behind the screen, Meng Han stepped on the stool and lay in, closed his eyes and said, "I even have the house ready." ”

Bai Fan snorted: "Mr. Meng, you are really taking precautions!" ”

Yu Yiyu walked around the coffin, he leaned against the coffin, and his fingers lightly tapped the coffin.

He raised an eyebrow and said, "Can you tell us about twenty-five years ago?" Our eldest lady wants to know about it! ”

"There's nothing to say about that matter, it's true that we betrayed Wen Fansong!" Meng said in a flat tone.

"At the beginning, Wei Wu felt guilty about Lietang, and did not hesitate to break with us, risking his life to help Wen Fansong's family escape, and in the end, he didn't let the people of the three gates catch up.

The fire that night burned Lao Wang, reflecting half the sky! ”

As he spoke, Meng Han left two lines of cloudy tears in the corners of his eyes.

He wiped away his tears with his sleeve and laughed at himself: "People don't fight when they get old, and they can't control their tears!" ”

"Since the people in the Martyr's Hall are all dead, why did the bloody palm reappear in the rivers and lakes? Who is it? Bai Fan asked with a frown.

"There are still descendants in the Martyr's Hall!" Meng Han said with a smile.

He opened his eyes and looked at Bai Fan and asked, "Is there twenty?" ”

Bai Fan was stunned for a moment and replied, "Twenty-one years old!" ”

"Hmm!" Meng Han closed his eyes again and said with a smile: "That kid should be twenty-three or four years old this year, a few years older than you!" ”

"Let's go!" Meng Han sighed, "He will have some scruples when you are here!" ”

Is he bent on death? Why didn't he even fight for a chance to live?

Bai Fan was puzzled, Yu Yiyu glanced at her as he walked in front of her, and said, "Let's go, I will starve to death if I haven't eaten for a day!" ”

Bai Fan understood, and chased after him with a smile: "Lord Yu, you wait for me!" ”

The two of them ate a pound in Chengzhou City, and then bought enough dry food and went to squat near Meng Han's house.

What they admired was that Meng Han had never gotten up to eat a bite of food or drink a sip of water after lying in that coffin for a day.

Bai Fan was worried that he was not killed by others in the end, but by starvation himself.

In the middle of the night, Bai Fan stuck to Yiyu's body and was drowsy, and suddenly a black shadow flashed, making her wake up immediately.

She asked Yu Yiyu, "Did you see the black shadow that flashed past just now?" ”

Yu Yiyu nodded, took the lead in getting up and going to Meng Han's house, Bai Fan picked up the burden and followed, and climbed into the house through the window.

Suddenly, the silver light flashed, and the black-clothed man standing next to the coffin pulled out his sword, Bai Fan shouted, and pulled out the snake bone whip from his waist and whipped it at him.

The whip hit the silver sword with a crisp sound, and the man in black was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting that there would be other people in Meng Han's house.

He held his sword and stabbed at Bai Fan, his sword was fast, and Bai Fan couldn't dodge and cut off his earrings.

Seeing that the silver sword was about to stab Bai Fan's body, Yu Yiyu took out a silver ingot from his arms and hit the man in black, forcing him back a few steps.

The man in black jumped out of the window and left, Yu Yiyu walked to Bai Fan's side with a candle and asked with concern, "Are you okay?" ”

Bai Fan reached out and touched his left ear, his heart palpitated, but fortunately, he just cut off the earring, and the ear was still there.

She smiled at Yu Yiyu and said, "It's okay!" ”

Yu Yiyu patted her shoulder gently, and then walked towards the coffin.

Bai Fan picked up the silver on the ground, blew the dust on it, and put it into his arms.

Whew, don't be in vain.

She walked to the coffin and found that Meng Han's face was pale, and a bright red bloody handprint was printed on the clothes on his chest.

"Bloody palm!"