He Changqing's hands holding the teacup were trembling: "Our fifty-six people are all remnants of ghosts who have experienced hundreds of battles in the past few decades and survived from various harsh environments, but this kind of scene is also the first time we have seen it, we never thought that we would be on the battlefield of war, that is the battlefield, of course, if we have the strength to fight back, it is the battlefield, but we have basically lost our combat effectiveness, because after the first round of crossbow arrows, there were less than twenty people alive, so it was a massacre." ”

The rest of the Ghost Heroes picked up their weapons and shouted at the swarming killers.

He Changqing was holding the dying Ban Qi at the time, Ban Qi was poisoned, and he was hit by several arrows, and he was almost dying.

When he was dying, Ban Qi held Xiao Yewang's hand, looked at He Changqing and said: "Brother, do me a favor, if you really can't escape, give the child a good time, don't fall into the hands of that group of people, I have medicine in my bag, you know what it is......"

After speaking, Ban Kai closed his eyes and died, and in front, the remaining ghost heroes had already fought with the group of killers, after all, the ghost man had received strict martial arts training, and there was no problem with one enemy and five, but he could not stand too many people.

He Changqing knew that he couldn't escape, he looked at Xiao Yewang who was still crying, looked at the hole in the ground next to him, and directly hid Xiao Yewang in it, telling him not to cry and not to make any sound, otherwise he would die.

No matter under any circumstances, even if it is for the good of the child, he will not feed Xiao Yewang poison, in Xiao Yewang's eyes, he is also a father, where is there a father who will kill his own child?

After hiding Xiao Yewang, He Changqing drew his twin knives and rushed towards the nearest enemy.

The tea in He Changqing's cup was already cold, so Wei Chiran hurriedly changed a cup for him and asked, "Master, how did you escape?" ”

He Changqing said: "I was seriously injured, I was stabbed several times, I thought I was dead, in fact, I was still angry, I still remember, after the massacre, that group of bastards actually poured salt on us and poured wine, because salt and wine are irritating to the wound, once you find that people have a reaction, they will immediately mend the knife." ”

Later, the group of killers began to clean up the bodies, and in the process, the dazed He Changqing heard that these people were all speaking in different accents, and it seemed that they were really from all over the country. They began to transport the corpses of the ghost man and their own people in a cart and threw them into a cave in the distance.

When He Changqing woke up again, he found that it was dark all around, he thought he was blind, so he had to grope around, and then found that he was in the pile of corpses, and the group of killers did not take their belongings, and the things He Changqing was carrying were basically there, so he used the things in his backpack to do first aid for himself, and barely saved half his life.

But in this process, after He Changqing used a flashlight to illuminate the environment around him, he found himself in a cave, and the surrounding area was densely packed with the corpses of his companions, as well as the corpses of a few killers.

He Changqing hurriedly checked the killer's corpse, and found nothing that could represent their identity, so he could only draw the faces of three of them with paper and pen, and then began to look for a way out.

The cave in the desert was actually surrounded by gaps, and He Changqing used the weapons he found in the pile of corpses to widen a gap, and then escaped.

After escaping, He Changqing endured the pain and returned to the battlefield as soon as possible, because he did not find Xiao Yewang in the pile of corpses, so he speculated that Xiao Yewang should still be there, but he was not found, and did he die in the cold wind? He wasn't sure, he needed to use his eyes to make sure.

But when he got to that place, he searched every hole, but he didn't find Xiao Yewang.

He Changqing continued: "Later, I found a place to recuperate, I didn't trust anyone at that time, I didn't even believe in ordinary people, I didn't know who would attack me, I recuperated for three months, and gradually recovered, I didn't know where to start, I didn't know whether to investigate the matter first, or I should go to Xiao Yewang first, I didn't have any clue." ”

Wei Chiran asked, "Didn't you draw a portrait?" ”

He Changqing said: "Yes, but China is so big and there are so many people, how can I find it?" At that time, even if it was handed over to the police, it would take a long time for the police to find out the identities of these people. ”

Wei Chi asked, "And then?" ”

He Changqing sighed and said, "In the end, I had no choice but to go to my brother." ”

Wei Chi was stunned: "You still have a younger brother?" Dear? ”

He Changqing nodded: "Yes, my brother, not a few years younger than me, he has been working in the Cultural Bureau since graduation, I think it should be safe to find him, temporarily hide there for a while, who knows, I lived in my brother's house for less than a day, and the people of 517 came to the door, and I only knew at that time that my brother had already worked in 517, and he was also a leader, but then he became the biggest leader of 517." ”

When Wei Chi heard this, he was numb, looked at He Changqing and asked tentatively: "Then, isn't that He Lao ......?"

He Changqing smiled bitterly: "Yes, your old He, the director of 517 is my younger brother He Changlong. ”

I'll go for it, it turns out that Lao He and He Changqing are brothers!? No wonder He Changqing hid in 517 later, and he hid for ten years, no wonder Lao He would let him out and trust him so much.

He Changqing said: "Although we are brothers, we are not like each other, so there are very few people in 517 who know the relationship between the two of us, and only the previous director and a few core figures know at that time." ”

Wei Chiran asked, "Does 517 know about that?" ”

He Changqing's face became heavy: "They said that they knew about it, but they didn't know who did it, and they were also investigating, and after I handed over those portraits, they said to investigate, but there was no follow-up, and it was because of these actions that I became suspicious." ”

Wei Chiran said: "Then you didn't find out anything?" ”

He Changqing said: "I had a conjecture that I couldn't confirm at that time, that is, it was the entire alien path that slaughtered our ghost heroes at that time. ”

Wei Chiran nodded slightly, in fact, this was completely consistent with his speculation.

He Changqing investigated while looking around for Xiao Yewang's whereabouts, after he learned that 517 had convened a meeting of the leaders of the different sects, he sneaked into the venue and openly appeared in front of them, he had no evidence, but he wanted to prove whether his speculation was correct.

Just when everyone questioned why there was suddenly an extra outsider, He Changqing said directly in front of everyone: "I am the last ghost, the only ghost who survived the Gobi Massacre." ”

After he finished speaking, the faces of everyone present changed greatly, and a sentence was written on everyone's faces: Is there anyone else alive? How is this possible?

He Changqing knew that his guess was right, but he didn't have any evidence, so his current plan was to let himself survive first, at least he could walk outside openly, without the protection of 517, and he didn't need to worry about being killed on the street.

So, He Changqing made a request, as the last ghost, he is not ready to carry forward the organization of the ghost, because there is no meaning, he is tired, but he is not willing to give up the purpose of the ghost, because he is the only one, so he needs the various sects to give him the corresponding status and power, if he does not obey, he will tell the secrets that the various sects have learned by the ghost over the years.

He Changqing knew that they would definitely agree, because he was only one person, and what he needed to do next was to take advantage of the contradictions between the various sects to restrain them. He is like a bomb, he can be a weapon to kill the enemy, but also to hurt himself, all the sects know this truth, plus 517 behind him, the various sects do not dare to send people to solve him, but try their best to win him over, trying to find out the secrets of other sects from him.

He Changqing said lightly: "In my early years, I studied the "Art of War" of the Earth Minister, and my favorite is the two subjects of measurement and power, and power is the art of imperial ink, and what is important is the officialdom strategy, I didn't expect to use it, it's really ironic." ”

The various sects did not directly agree to He Changqing, but they all had an agreement with He Changqing in private, however, the earliest agreement with He Changqing was Tieyimen, at that time He Changqing did not know the relationship between Li Yinfeng, Tianren and Ding Jiaju, but felt that Tieyimen may have been forced to participate in that massacre.

However, because of Hou Zhenbang's confession, he knew that Tieyimen was indeed involved.

Wei Chiran asked: "Why didn't you spare Hou Zhenbang's life and save him, maybe you will know what happened back then?" ”

He Changqing shook his head: "Apprentice, you are still too young, do you really think Hou Zhenbang knows everything?" He is just a chess piece, and a chess piece that is desperate for the Iron Cloak Gate, otherwise, the Iron Cloak Gate would not choose to let him do the kind of thing that will become a beneficiary if he does not succeed. ”

However, Wei Chiran always felt that He Changqing's identity did not seem to be so simple, after all, Lao He's words seemed to imply some special meaning.

Wei Chiran asked again: "Master, what is written in that ciphertext?" ”

He Changqing smiled: "Do you still remember the task given to you by 517?" I ask you, do you think 517 can be trusted? ”

Wei Chiran said: "Believe it, after all, my feelings in 517 are completely different from those in PW, that is, the lonely army, so do you believe in 517?" ”

He Changqing said: "You ask me if I believe 517, it's like asking me if I believe my brother." ”

Wei Chiran didn't ask anything more, just looked at He Changqing.

He Changqing took a long time to say: "It's not that I don't believe in 517, but I don't believe that they really didn't know anything back then." ”

Wei Chiran hesitated and asked, "Master, have you ever thought about revenge?" ”

He Changqing drank the tea in the cup in one gulp: "Over the years, I have been thinking about revenge all the time, reminding myself every moment that I want to avenge the fifty-five brothers who died!" I'm going to find out who is behind it! ”

Wei Chiran calmly asked, "What would you do if you really found out that it was the whole heretist who did it, and also found that 517 knew it and didn't warn you in advance?" ”

He Changqing looked at the bonfire, as if he was distracted, and did not answer the question immediately, just looked at it as if he had no answer in his heart, and the fire could tell him the answer.

"It's not early, go to sleep, I'll have to go tomorrow." Wei Chi got up and stretched his waist at the same time, "Master, I'll get in the car and sleep first." ”

"You're trying to tell me when it's time for retribution?" He Changqing looked at the bonfire intently, "Or do you think that it is beyond my power to deal with the entire heretist path alone?" ”

"Nope." Wei Chiran stopped and looked at He Changqing's figure by the bonfire, "If I were you, I would definitely choose revenge." ”

That night, He Changqing had no sleep all night, and Wei Chiran also watched the starry sky from the window of the car all night in the car.