When He Xigong said this, the killing intent in his tone could be felt by anyone.

He said that he was going to kill me, this was not a joke, I believed that he could do it, so at this time, I had no other choice, very wisely let go of the dagger, and slowly raised my hands, indicating that I did not dare to mess around.

Under the guidance of He Xigong, I slowly turned around, and in the process, I turned around at a constant speed, for fear of causing He Xigong's misunderstanding.

When I saw him, to be honest, I was a little surprised.

He Xigong's appearance is not outstanding, he looks like a very ordinary old man, his hair and beard are all white, and he should be about the same age as the old man.

He was wearing a tunic and carrying a large burlap bag on his left shoulder, which was bulging with a lot of things, and he could smell the blood inside through the bag.

If it weren't for the murderous intent in his tone, I might not have felt how dangerous this unremarkable old man was

He Xigong took his hand back, looked at me expressionlessly, looked up and down a few times, and said, "You are Shen Kurong's grandson Shen Shi'an?" ”

I nodded, but didn't speak.

"Not very old, not small in temper." He Xigong said, looked at Zhang San, who was half-squatting on the ground, and scolded with hatred: "What has no interest will be planted in the hands of future generations!" ”

Zhang San didn't dare to raise his head, buried his head slightly, looked at the ground and said, "Blame me for this, I didn't pay attention to it, and the boat capsized in the gutter." ”

In this process, my eyes have been fixed on He Xigong's abdomen.

In the middle of the stomach, there was a hole as big as a fist, and the wound was not deep, and the bleeding had stopped, but the flesh on the edge was rotten, as if it had been wrenched by something

"Where's my grandfather?" I asked, staring intently at the wound on He Xigong's abdomen, and my heart panicked inexplicably.

Zhang San didn't stop the old man, he only stopped us, that is to say, the old man is very likely to find He Xigong, and the wound on the old man's stomach is made by the old man.

Now He Xigong has come out to show up, but the old man is nowhere to be seen, there are many possibilities, but the most likely is that it is

"Lying in the woods."

He Xigong smiled, lowered his head, and glanced at the wound on his stomach.

"Don't worry, he can't die."

After getting this answer, I raised my legs and was about to run into the forest, but I didn't expect that He Xigong grabbed me.

"Don't worry, you can't die." He Xigong sighed: "You help me bring a message to your grandfather." ”

"What?" I turned around and asked him.

He Xigong didn't speak, looked at me deeply, and was silent for a while before speaking.

"I'll let your grandson go, and the grievances between us will be cleared."

As soon as the words fell, He Xigong let go of his hand, dragged Zhang San up from the ground, and turned around and walked towards the other end of the forest farm.

He didn't say anything more, didn't look back at me, and didn't seem to be at all worried that I was going to sneak up on him.

As for Zhang San, he was quite vigilant, looking at me as he walked, his eyes were extremely cruel.

"I heard that Huang Zhenren's apprentice came to you, is there such a thing?"

He Xigong asked me this coldly, and his tone was very indifferent, as if he didn't take this matter to heart at all.

"Yes." I replied.

"I think they're looking for death." Zhang San sneered: "Sooner or later, clean them up again!" ”

"Let's talk about it."

He Xigong smiled, as if he remembered something, and his tone changed slightly.

"Their master is not easy to deal with, if he is in trouble, it will be a troublesome matter."

As he spoke, He Xigong suddenly stopped and turned his head to look at me.

When he turns his head, only the area above the neck is turned, and the area below the shoulders is still.

A pair of eyes like falcons, staring straight at me, and the sharp gaze made me a little afraid to look directly.

"There are no grievances between us, and I don't want to have grievances in the future, this time I will let you go, which is considered to be the end of this matter, if one day I start with Huang Zhenren, I hope you and your grandfather don't wade into this troubled water"

I gritted my teeth, bold, and squeezed the words out almost between my teeth.

"Is this a threat?"

Face is a fatal thing, especially when fighting with someone like He Xigong, it can be regarded as taking his life to argue with him.

In the current situation, the last thing I should do is provoke He Xigong, let alone act against him.

But he said it to this, if I don't pick up the stubble, the Shen family will really become a joke in the future

Again, that's the same sentence.

People are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves.

In this industry, there are some things that cannot be ignored.

"It's not a threat, it's a reminder."

He Xigong said, his gaze shifted slightly, as if he was looking at something.

Judging from the direction of his gaze, he must have been looking behind me.

"Who are you scaring about?"

Chang Longxiang slapped me coldly, put his right hand on my shoulder, stood side by side with me, and glared at He Xigong without fear.

"Yo, can you get up?" Zhang Sanwei said with a smile.

"I didn't cut off your head, and I wronged you." Chang Long said without giving an inch.

Zhang San turned around and stared at Chang Longxiang intently: "Do you want me to dig out your eyeballs and try it?" ”

"The children of the next generation have a big temper, so there is no need to be angry with them." He Xigong patted Zhang San and motioned for him to go.

"Brother, Li Qingshan's face is still in their hands, let's"

Without waiting for Chang Longxiang to finish speaking, He Xigong laughed, glanced at Zhang San, and his smile became brighter and brighter.

"Li Qingshan? We didn't take that scum face! ”

Zhang San said with a smile: "What we took away was his brother's face." ”

"Come back!" Chang Longxiang was also a dead brain, and roared very directly: "Stealing someone else's brother's face, you are shameless?" ”

"I'm not stealing, I'm helping him." He Xigong sighed: "That stinky skin is not rare for anyone, and so is his brother, who has long wanted to leave that body." ”

Chang Long was like a mouth, and he wanted to say something, but in the end he was dragged by me.

"You know the case committed by Li Qingshan, right?" I asked He Xigong, staring at him intently, for fear of missing the slightest clue: "He said that he was ghosted, so he did"

"You believe?" He Xigong interrupted me and asked rhetorically.

Chang Longxiang glared at him viciously, saying why don't you believe it? He can't be really a psychopath, right?

"He's not mentally ill." He Xigong said: "Not from head to toe. ”

Chang Longxiang was stunned for a moment, but did not squeak.

"And how did his parents die?" I couldn't help but ask him.

He Xigong looked at us with a mocking face, and said with a smile, you go and ask him yourself, there is no need to ask me about this kind of thing.

At this time, Zhang San seemed to be unable to suppress his temper, and opened his mouth impatiently: "I said you are stupid or brainless?" Li Qingshan killed his own parents, does this have anything to do with mental illness? ”

Chang Longxiang didn't get angry with Zhang San, and looked at it stunned: "If Li Qingshan is not mentally ill, how can he be?"

"Some people are human, some people are beasts, what the hell is there to explain?"

Zhang San scolded and scolded, raising his hand and pointing at us.

"Li Qingshan's matter has nothing to do with us, if you want to ask anything, go back and ask him, if you grind with the master again, I have to kill you!"

When Zhang San was spreading fire, two people suddenly came out of Lin Daokou not far away.

One tall and one short.

The tall one should be an adult, in terms of body size, it can be regarded as a sturdy kind, like Zhang San, with circles of linen wrapped around his face, and only a pair of eyes are exposed.

The short one is a child, and because of the distance, I can't see what he looks like, so I guess it's a seven or eight-year-old child.

"What you should care about is not Li Qingshan, it should be Shen Kurong."

He Xigong turned around and walked slowly towards the two of them, smiling without looking back.

"He's not in a good condition."