Chapter II

"Ugh....... Speaking of which, it seems that there was a little mistake in the new building, so ......."

The night looked a little distracted, Feng Xue couldn't help frowning, he hated others to twist and pinch the little family like this.

"If you have something to say, what are you afraid of, there are no outsiders here."

Su Ye's face was slightly red, and he scratched his face lightly and said: "I heard that I accidentally dug up someone's ancestral grave when I was opening the land, and now I was found by my family to make trouble, so the project was suspended first, and the old man also had a headache." ā€

"Bump!"

The roof in the attic was suddenly pushed open and hit the stone bench on the side with a loud noise, Wang Qing's fat body came out of the wooden ladder below with difficulty, and he scolded and scolded while holding on to the floor: "Hemp, why is this hole so small, but it can be squeezed to death!" ā€

Feng Xue's eyes twitched a few times, and he reached out to pull Wang Qing out and throw it aside, turning around and kicking the pavilion door shut. Before Wang Qing could react, he squatted down and looked at Wang Qing with a smile and asked, "Little fat man, have you been quite arrogant lately?" Come, come, tell me if you just heard something? ā€

Wang Qing was frightened, and the butt that he had just lifted smashed to the ground again: Mom, the squinting eyes are all monsters......

"Goo-dong!" Wang Qing swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said with a dry smile: "Hehehe... I—I just came up, whatever... Didn't hear it! ā€

"Hmm~" Fengxue patted Wang Qing's fat face and pulled him up.

"It's better not to have it, I heard that the old man of the Wang family is about to celebrate his eightieth birthday, and I'm still thinking about what gift to choose."

Hearing this, Wang Qing, who had just stood up straight, had a soft leg and stomach again, and almost sat on the ground again. Others don't know, but he knows it very well! Fengxue, the "smiling tiger", also smiled last time to celebrate the birthday of a family owner in the city, but I don't know what happened.

"Hahaha, it's easy to say. How dare our small family of the Wang family bother the son to visit in person, let alone any gifts! ā€

Feng Xue smiled and sat down without saying much, took a cup of tea from the hand of Su Ye, who was covering her mouth and snickering, glared at her fiercely and said, "Next time you don't follow the rules, you will feel good if you rush up casually." Say, what are you looking for me? ā€

"No, no. Next time... No, there will be no next time! I'm not in a hurry, and the girl downstairs didn't say that I ...... you have something to do."

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"Uh... Let's get down to business. I just went to the small restaurant next to the Ming River to listen to the play, and suddenly a little boy galloped by a horse and almost hit me, and I saw him dismounted next to Lao Zhu and looked very anxious. Hey, do you know how to cut it? It's the owner of the teahouse, who looks kind on the surface but doesn't know what mysterious things he is busy with all day long. ā€

Feng Xue picked up the teacup and took a sip and said, "Old Zhu? Zhu Da, of course I know. Then you say, what is the matter with the boy hurrying to find Juda? ā€

"Hey, I'll move on. I was also very strange at the time, and I ran over to hear what they were talking about, so I was a little angry that I was almost hit. But at that time, I was still some distance away from them, and there were many guests next to me, and I didn't hear too clearly, and I only vaguely heard something "found", "burned to ashes and recognized", and then the old Zhu asked the boy to gather men and rush to the city. I'm also very curious, so I came to ask you, who knew that I just ran into you, Childe......"

After he finished speaking, he looked up at Feng Xue, but saw Feng Xue with a pensive face, and his fingers rubbed a strand of long hair hanging down his chest.

"Juda... Could it be that guy is back......"

"Ahh Childe, what do you say? ā€

Feng Xue came back to his senses, glanced at Wang Qing funny, and then looked outside the pavilion: "It's nothing, let's go, take you to see a good show..."

"Drive! Drive! Get out of the way, it's not responsible if you get hurt! ā€

Back on Zhu Da's side, he easily got rid of Wang Qing, and when his nephew gathered a group of people, he galloped away towards the city. There, there was a man, a man who was never supposed to come back.

It is also strange to say, although Sioux City is only a small city, the population is as many as tens of thousands, and the people on this street are extremely lively on weekdays, and he was still thinking about how to avoid the crowd when he came, but today he couldn't see a few people, and even Mrs. Wang, who usually came out to set up a stall to sell steamed buns, was gone.

"Maverick, which direction is that guy in the city?"

I don't want to think too much, Zhu Da asked his nephew on the side. But Zhu Xiaoniu showed a trace of distress and hesitated: "In, in the city, the execution ground." ā€

Zhu Da was stunned, and the people who were still following him were also stunned. Execution? It's impossible, although that guy is outraged by his bad deeds, it is undeniable that his martial arts are the best in the world, how could he be arrested and taken to the execution ground?

"Maverick, are you sure you're right? This is no time for jokes! ā€

"Of course it's impossible to be mistaken, you don't know my eyesight, I can see flies on the other side of the river!"

Zhu Da nodded solemnly and commanded a few words to the back, then took out a short knife from his waist and clamped the horse's belly with his legs and began to accelerate.

"Uncle, what are we?"

"Help!"

In the empty execution ground surrounded by a noisy crowd, a long-haired man in green clothes kneeled and played the piano on the armrest. The sound of the piano is tactful and low, and the face of the player is thin and gentle, calm and unhurried, which is a beautiful picture that makes people feel comfortable, but it is completely broken by a rough executioner next to the man.

"My lord, why did you allow him to play the last song before the execution?"

A little farther away from the execution ground, the county guard of Sioux City stood in front of a small flower shop and watched from afar, beside him was Guan Yin, known as the "No. 1 God Catcher in Ouchi", and the person who played the piano in the field was also arrested by him. But it was strange that the man made such a strange request before the execution, and what was even more strange was that the county guard of Sioux City actually agreed to it, which made him very incomprehensible.

"Guan Yin, what do you think of him compared to you?"

"Clams?!" Guan Yin looked confused.

"Then let me put it another way." The city lord looked at the person playing the piano in the execution ground with complicated eyes. "If he wants to go, how sure are you that you will keep him?"

"This ......"

Guan Yin thought about it carefully and then shook his head: "It's probably less than one percent." ā€

The city lord sighed: "Yes, with this guy's strength, if he hadn't turned himself in, I'm afraid he wouldn't have been caught for the rest of his life." ā€

Guan Yin nodded in acquiescence, but secretly clenched the fists behind him: "Gu Tianxue......"

"Zheng ......"

The last note on the guqin slowly dissipated, and the man slowly wiped the strings with his cuffs. The executioner on the side poured a sip of liquor and sprayed it on the wide knife surface, and the knife was slowly raised.

"This song is wonderful......"

A stone suddenly flew out of the crowd and struck the executioner's wrist, shattering the stone and falling the knife. The crowd parted a path, and a man in red with a long beard rushed out with a short knife, followed by a boy and several other large men. I saw Zhu Da get up and kick the horse's back, rise and fall in front of the man playing the piano, and cut the iron chain on his wrist with a knife.

"Let's go, don't bother!"

Juda reached out and grabbed the shoulder of the man who played the piano, trying to lift him up, but instead pulled himself staggered. Zhu Da is so angry, obviously he was kind enough to save you, why are you still lying on the ground and not moving? Don't you really dare to cut you?! Thinking about it, he raised the short knife again and pointed at the man's heart, saying:

"The surname is Gu, don't be ignorant, if it weren't for the face of the adult, Lao Tzu would have chopped you with a knife!"

Hearing this, the man paused, took the guqin a little away from the knife edge, and chuckled and said, "Uncle Zhu, after so many years, you still don't understand. If I want to leave, no one in the world can stop me. ā€

His slender and powerful fingers slowly ran across the strings, and the humming and suppressed sound of the piano echoed in Zhu Da's heart.

"But I don't want to go any further, I've gone far enough, really, far, far beyond what I promised her."

"So I'm back, right in this little town, in that little inn on the edge of the city, by her side......"

He smiled softer and more desolate, and grabbed the knife with his right hand and moved it to the side: "Then, please Uncle Zhu not disturb us......"

"Bullshit!"

Zhu Da withdrew his short knife and kicked the man to the ground, just in time to dodge a long arrow fired by a soldier in the distance, and he roared with red eyes: "Do you think she wants you to come back to accompany her?" Phew! ā€

A mouthful of thick phlegm spit onto the man's neat and brand-new Tsing Yi.

"I'm telling you, she wishes you would never come back, never have to see you again!"

The man had just recovered from his momentary stupor, and as soon as he heard this, he suddenly got up and threw himself at Zhu Da.

"Because she doesn't want you to be hurt again!"

The man's fluttering figure was stunned......