After confirming that the Sword Marquis was safe and sound, the old Taoist priest breathed a sigh of relief, and in the face of Zhuo Zangfeng's inquiry, he walked into the house alone after two sounds. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Mo Ya always felt that there was something important that the old Taoist priest did not reveal, but because the time together was still short, she was not sure, and reminded Zhuo Zangfeng a few times, but the other party was also at a loss.

In fact, Zhuo Zangfeng had long known that there must be a hidden secret, could it be that the old Taoist priest found out that there were other people who hurt him back then? Or did the old Taoist priest think that it was better to settle the grievance?

Knowing that he was about to rest after finishing his cultivation at night, he saw the old Taoist priest standing outside the door waiting for him.

Walking into the house where the old Taoist priest lived, and seeing the old man bending down to turn on the lights, and then showing a serious appearance, he couldn't help but ask, "Why didn't your old man let me kill Xue Xuanliu?"

"His name is Xue Chongjian. The old Taoist priest retorted, and then fell silent.

"Xue is cut off in the army, and Xue Chongjian is in the court", people didn't know it before, but now it should no longer be a secret. Zhuo Zangfeng sighed, how could the old Taoist priest be so stubborn.

He didn't state the question, because the old Taoist priest suddenly looked at him, as if he was making a very important decision.

"You can't kill Xue Chongzhen. ”

The old Taoist priest said, then paused and continued: "Because he is...... He is your loved one. ”

Zhuo Zangfeng jumped up suddenly and said loudly: "Don't lie to me...... You don't have to make such a reason for me not to kill him, it's really ......"

The old Taoist priest stood up tremblingly, raised his arm and pressed it on his shoulder, and said in a low voice, "This is true. You know I'm not going to lie, and I'm not going to find such a reason. ”

"I don't believe it!" Zhuo Zangfeng refused.

In fact, the first time the old Taoist priest said it, he felt a bad premonition. He also knew that the old Taoist priest was a human being, but he was unwilling to accept this fact.

He's refusing, he's retreating, he's denying it in his heart.

The old Taoist priest's dry hand was placed on his shoulder, just as he was bullied by others when he was a child, and the old Taoist priest comforted him.

Hu Yanling is not good at talking, and all his love can only be expressed in this silent way.

Zhuo Zangfeng suddenly felt that he was very vulnerable, what he wanted to rely on, but now the old Taoist priest's hand could no longer bring him the sense of security he had when he was a child, and he felt not satisfied.

Raising his head, he cautiously asked, "What kind of relative is Xue Xuanliu my relative?"

The old Taoist priest's arm pressed his shoulder, making Zhuo Zangfeng feel his care for him, and still whispered:

"He's your father. ”

This time Zhuo Zangfeng didn't show much shock, because the most worrying consequences for him had already been expected, and now it was so, there was only a feeling of dazed helplessness.

Yes, you have no right to choose who gave birth to you.

It's a sad fact, but one that must be accepted as a man.

Facts are facts, and accepting this does not mean accepting him as a father.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Zangfeng stretched out his hand to hold the old Taoist priest and helped him to the seat, with a wry smile on the corner of his mouth.

"I'm fine! It's a big deal to deny him. ”

"Whether you recognize him or not, that's your own decision, whether you say it or not, that's my decision, I have to tell you whether it's reasonable or not. ”

"Why didn't you tell me sooner. Instead of asking Xue Duanliu why he abandoned him, Zhuo Zangfeng instead asked the old Taoist priest why he didn't say this earlier, obviously he had accepted this matter in his heart, but the person of Jianhou, he would never admit that he was his father.

He didn't mention anything about the past, about the process of abandoning himself, because he felt that it was no longer important.

In this world, it is enough to have an old Taoist, Duan Qianhua, and Meng Taixu.

"I just found out, too. The old Taoist priest said: "During the day, Xue Chongjian came to me, and first asked Mr. Duan about the first time he met you. When he heard that you met in Zhuozhou, his expression changed, and then he asked me everything about you. In the end, he said that you are his long-lost son. ”

"I want to make people believe this side of the story, it's too funny!" Zhuo Zangfeng said: "That's it, none of us should believe it." ”

"No!" the old Taoist priest looked at him, "He said that your mother gave birth to you and left, when you were one year old, a group of reclusive sect masters burned down the Xue Mansion, and he was not allowed to pick you up and rush to Zhuozhou, and put you in a peasant family."

He spent three years killing all the masters of the sect who fled to various places, and when he came back to look for you, Zhuozhou was robbed by bandits, and there was a lot of commotion, and the farmhouse was also burned in the fire, he thought that you were also buried in the fire, but he didn't expect to see it. ”

Zhuo Zangfeng had a cold face, and suddenly asked, "He wishes I would be burned to death." ”

"Can't say that. Xue Chongzhen is also helpless, but his way of doing things is too inappropriate, and throwing you down for revenge is just a matter of will. ”

"It's a good story, but I still can't believe him. Zhuo Zangfeng was still instinctively refusing this matter, and the big reason he had just thought of didn't seem to work very well.

"Yes, not to be believed. The old Taoist priest followed him and said, "But how did he know that he could tell the red mole on your back and the scars on your arm, which no one had ever told him?"

The old Taoist priest asked rhetorically: "Could it be that he guessed wildly and just told him that he was right?" Is it really such a coincidence?"

Zhuo Zangfeng was taken aback.

Yes, when he assassinated him in Xue Mansion for the first time, his clothes were shattered, and when the Sword Marquis saw the red mole on his back, his expression changed, and the murderous aura on his body was leaked a little at once, could it be that at that time he suspected that he was his son?

and he went to kill him several times, but he didn't fight back, even if he realized that he had killed too many people and was determined to change his mind, but what he did was already with the intention of bullying.

Even if he doesn't kill himself, he can shoot himself back?

Zhuo Zangfeng was covered in cold sweat, it seemed that he had long doubted it, but he didn't dare to believe that after the old monster and the old Taoist priest inquired, he could believe in this matter.

The usually arrogant and uninhibited, jealous and hateful sword marquis faced with his own provocations again and again, showing mercy to his subordinates again and again, retreating, and also instructing himself in swordsmanship......

Unable to wipe the cold sweat off his forehead, Zhuo Zangfeng suddenly thought a lot.

The old Taoist priest took out a handkerchief to remove the sweat for him, looked at the stunned Zhuo Zangfeng and sighed slightly.

"He told me repeatedly that he would not let me tell you about it, even to kneel in front of me. ”

The old Taoist's voice softened, "Think about it, the arrogant Sword Marquis only knelt in his parents' life to the king, and he knelt in front of an old man, which shows his remorse. And he only inquired in front of Mr. Duan about this matter, and did not say this fact. ”

I saw that his expression was different, and I asked him again and again, and he was forced to say it. He said that in this world, he is worthy of no one, but he has guilt for you. ”

"I feel guilty about him, he doesn't deserve it!" Zhuo Zangfeng said sharply.

All the truths that Fang just thought of, such as accepting this fact himself, but not accepting him as a person, suddenly didn't care at all at this moment, and he didn't even want to believe it.

It was too big, it came so suddenly, and he was at a loss.

"Think about it, whoever he is, I have to tell you about it. The old Taoist priest's voice was low.