Night.

In a very large room, the walls are white and dust-free.

There was nothing in the house, just two quaint futons.

One sat on nothing, and the other sat on Di Qinglin.

The two sat facing each other, and they didn't know how long they had been sitting.

Di Qinglin suddenly spoke: "Have you ever seen Yang Zheng's father, the thief Yang Hate?" ”

"I met once eighteen years ago." Ying Wuwu said: "That time, I saw him hook the head of Ming Feizi, one of the seven sons of Wudang, with one move. ”

"His martial arts are just like his people, extreme and ruthless, and he goes to extremes." Ying Wuwu said: "His weapon is also a very off-the-shelf blade, and no one in the rivers and lakes has ever used that kind of weapon." ”

"What kind of blade did he use?"

"It's a hook, but it's not a hook. Because it was supposed to be a sword, and it was a sword that should belong to Lan Yichen. ”

"Divine Divine Divine Sword, Mr. Landa?"

"Yes, Lan Yichen hadn't gotten his Blue Mountain Ancient Sword at that time, but he inadvertently got an iron tire known as 'Oriental Gold and Iron Ying'. Then he searched for many years before he found a swordsman surnamed Shao, who had retired for many years, and promised to refine the sword for him,"

"It's just that at that time, he made an appointment with the Bashan swordsman Gu Daoren to discuss the sword, so he left temporarily."

"Unexpectedly, when he came back, that Master Shao refined the iron into a strange form of the four dislikes." "It is neither a sword nor a sword, and although the front is bent like a hook, it is not a hook." ”

"It's a pity that a good piece of iron is wasted!"

Lan Yichen naturally didn't use that "sword", so the strange hook fell into the hands of a poor young man who often came to cook tea and wine for the swordsman, no one would have imagined that he would use this strange hook to practice an unprecedented strange martial art, and use it to kill dozens of famous swordsmen. ”

"This young man is Yang Hao, that is, Yang Zheng's father! This hook is the parting hook! ”

Ying Wuwu closed his eyes and finished talking about this old story lightly.

It's late at night.

Thirty-six white-clothed boys, holding seventy-two bronze candlesticks with candles in their hands, suddenly quietly entered, placed the candlesticks on the four walls, and withdrew with their hands down.

Di Qinglin got up, bowed respectfully to Ying Wuwu, and said respectfully: "Disciple Di Qinglin tried the sword for the eleventh time, and asked the master for a move." ”

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When Yang Zheng found Zhao Zheng, Zhao Zheng had not yet slept.

He was actually in the Qinglou where Lu Suwen was, and he was eye-to-eyeing with a large group of young and beautiful singers, and sometimes he would dance hand in hand.

"Hahaha, don't run, how can you run away?"

The singers and dancers scattered around, and Zhao Zheng covered his eyes with a black scarf, smiling lewdly on his face, pounced left and right.

"Oh, look at my eagle claw skills!"

"Eagle Claw" Zhao Zheng, the Eagle Claw skill in his hand is indeed not just a casual talk.

But when he grabbed it, he didn't catch any red girl, but he caught a man.

"Haha, you can't leave now, let me see which girl it is, we said okay, if I catch you, you have to spend the night with me......."

Zhao Zheng took off the blindfolded black scarf, but what he saw was Yang Zheng, and his face suddenly became very interesting.

"Yang Zheng? What are you here for? ”

Yang Zheng said: "You can come, why can't I come?" ”

Zhao Zheng sneered: "But you shouldn't come to me." ”

Yang Zheng said: "I'll ask you a few words." ”

Zhao Zheng sank his face and said, "What do you want to ask?" ”

Yang Zheng was originally his subordinate, and he was really unhappy to speak to him in this tone, especially in front of a large group of dancing girls.

Yang Zheng said: "The person who exchanged the dart silver, isn't it you?" ”

Zhao Zheng was shocked when he heard this, his face changed greatly, and then he calmed down and said, "You are spewing blood, you should always talk about the evidence!" ”

Yang Zheng said: "After Ni Ba robbed Dart Yin, his whereabouts have always been very secret, but you can actually know and tell me and Su Weiyun." ”

Zhao Zheng raised his eyebrows and said: "I am well-informed, and I am well-known in the Tao." ”

Yang Zheng said again: "However, it is a great merit to catch a key criminal like Ni Ba, and you will never give this kind of credit to others, but this time you actually gave me the news and did not share my credit?" ”

Zhao Zhengdao: "I cultivated you with good intentions, but you doubt me?" ”

Yang Zheng continued: "It's a full 1.8 million taels of silver, such a big dart, Wang Zhenfei didn't personally escort it, but as soon as the dart silver was recovered, he came that night; And you, you didn't arrive when Ni Ba was arrested, but as soon as Wang Zhenfei arrived, you also arrived, and immediately found out that the dart silver had been dropped. ”

"You're so good, it's like you knew the silver had been exchanged!"

Zhao Zheng said coldly: "Then you should learn more from me." ”

Yang Zheng said: "It is not easy to drop all the silver sheaths, it takes a lot of effort, even if I take the brothers in the yamen to do it for a day and a night, I may not be able to do it cleanly. Not to mention that Brother Su Weiyun just arrived an hour earlier than us. ”

"You slandered this matter against Brother Su Weiyun, it's really the biggest mistake you made!"

Zhao Zheng pinched his claws, and the green tendons on the back of his hands appeared one by one, very hideous and terrifying, and he said: "You might as well tell me, who do you think the criminal is?" ”

Yang Zheng finally said slowly: "I thought about it, and I only thought that a person has the time, ability, manpower, and kung fu to do this kind of thing. ”

He didn't say the person's name, but Zhao Zheng had already guessed who he would say.

Wang Zhenfei.

- can easily drop the dart silver, even Ni Eighth Master can't do it easily, only Wang Zhenfei, who is a bodyguard, can do it.

And Zhao Zheng, of course, also colluded with Wang Zhenfei and acted in a big play, in order to swallow the 1.8 million taels of silver.

Zhao Zheng's five fingers slowly relaxed, his expression became playful, he suddenly applauded again, and said, "Your reasoning is very good, it is simply impeccable!" But what about your evidence? Don't you ever talk about evidence when you handle cases and arrest people? ”

Yang Zheng said something that Zhao Zheng didn't expect: "I have." ”

He slowly untied a black rag from his back, and then, with an extremely solemn expression, he opened the rag layer by layer.

A small piece of cloth looks like it is wrapped in many layers, and anyone can see that what is contained in it must be very important.

Zhao Zheng stared intently at the rags, and his thoughts were racing in his heart, thinking about what evidence would be in the rags that they accidentally left behind their beloved?

The rags are finally open.

Cold light shoots out!

Zhao Zheng only saw a strangely shaped weapon, like a sword, but it was actually a hook!

Parting hook!

So it became the last thing he saw in his life.

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At night, the rain stopped.

The old man sharpening the knife held a blue sword in his hand, and sat under the eaves of the house in contemplation, when he suddenly opened his eyes, and a fine light shot from his eyes.

The essence light seems to have merged with the sword light.

"This sword is very godly!"

After waiting for a long time, this strange old man who had traveled all over the rivers and lakes and had countless swords only made a four-word evaluation of Xiaoxiang Sword.

Gao Yanfei asked cautiously, "Uncle Shi, did you say too little this time?" ”

The old man returned the sword to Su Weiyun and said, "The god of the sword is not the sword. It's about people. ”

Su Weiyun took back the sword, carefully wiped the rain on it, and sighed: "Yes, people can't say anything, it's better not to say it." ”

The old man put away all the tools such as the knife, the bench, and the whetstone, and suddenly said, "But there is one sentence I still have to say." ”

"Please."

The old man said meaningfully: "If this sword is to be successful, it must be parted with a hook!" ”

Rumble!

Suddenly there was a thunderclap in the sky, and suddenly the whole city was illuminated!