In order to get out of here alive, Liu Ye naturally didn't dare to hide anything, and explained directly:

"Five years ago, I was a witness to the Lin family tragedy, and that night, I saw an old man kill someone with a flying sword. Although I am not an ancient martial artist, I have long heard that if a martial artist wants to reach the realm of controlling things, he must be above the sixth grade, so I have this guess. ”

"Flying sword killing?"

Lin Wuchen's brows couldn't help frowning slightly, he didn't fully believe what the other party said, martial artists above the sixth rank did have the means to control things, but against their Lin family, is it possible to dispatch such a master?

However, over the years, he has not been able to figure out one thing, that is, the Lin family's murder tragedy seems complicated, but in the eyes of the big people, it is just a simple and trivial matter, and the truth can be revealed with just a little investigation.

However, as the Heavenly Master of Qingyun Temple, he mobilized almost all the power of Qingyun Temple, but he still did not see through the essence of this matter, which can only show that there must be a black hand behind him who has been controlling everything, and this person is definitely in a high position in Great Xia.

Their Lin family is just a family in Jiangcheng, is it really worth them to do this, or is there a big secret hidden behind this matter?

Seeing that Lin Wuchen frowned and fell into deep thought, Liu Ye thought that he didn't believe what he said, so he hurriedly said on the side:

"Mr. Lin, although five years have passed, I can vaguely remember the appearance of the old man, if you need to, I can draw him."

Hearing this, Lin Wuchen was a little surprised, he didn't expect that the leader of the largest underground force in Jiangcheng in front of him could still draw, so he directly beckoned the little brother on the side to bring pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and Liu Ye did not hesitate, he sat at the table and painted.

After a while, a lifelike portrait jumped on the paper, the painting was an old man in a white robe, the long sword hung in front of him, just a painting, that kind of unstoppable state was vividly depicted, Lin Wuchen couldn't help but admire it a little, and felt that this guy didn't want to be a painter, to be a fool, it's a pity.

As if guessing what Lin Wuchen was thinking, Liu Ye touched the back of his head with some embarrassment, and then explained:

"Let Mr. Lin smile, before I did this business, I was a down-and-out painter, and over the years, I would paint casually when I had nothing to do, so I didn't waste my craft."

"Well, it's a nice drawing."

Lin Wuchen nodded, and then picked up the painting and looked at it carefully, there was no doubt that he didn't know the old man on the painting, and the two martial artists in Jiangnan Province who were over the sixth rank were both old men, so he couldn't confirm who the person in the painting was.

Of course, since Liu Ye has already drawn people, it basically shows that he is not lying. After casually touching a cigarette again and putting it in his mouth, he reached out and patted the other party's shoulder, and then said:

"That's all for tonight, you can go back, if you think of anything else, you can come to me at any time, and I will remember your favor."

Hearing this, Liu Ye finally breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly said a few polite words to Lin Wuchen, and then nodded with Wu Laogou on the side and left here.

Before leaving, the corner of his eye subconsciously glanced at the father and son of the Zhao family who were lying in a pool of blood, only to feel a chill in his back, and secretly scolded himself for having nothing to do at night, why do you have to be careful in the future, this Jiangcheng is about to be in chaos.

At this time, Wu Laogou looked very embarrassed, his eyes rolled, and he hurriedly stepped forward and said to Lin Wuchen:

"Mr. Lin, if you don't mind, you can show me the painting, maybe I can see who the person in the painting is."

Obviously, he wanted to learn from Liu Ye to make meritorious contributions, but when he took the painting from Lin Wuchen's hand, he almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, because the person on the painting only had a vague side face, and there was no face at all.

For a moment, Wu Laogou only felt the cold sweat on his forehead, and he couldn't wait to give himself a mouthful, so he didn't have anything to do with this mouth.

Fortunately, at this time, there was a rush of footsteps in the corridor, and he subconsciously raised his head to look, and then saw Su Yuanzhe walking in behind Scar.

Su Yuanzhe first glanced at Wu Laogou without leaving a trace, signaling him not to worry, and then politely greeted Lin Wuchen:

"Mr. Lin, we met again, last time you saved my daughter Su, I haven't had time to thank you properly, I didn't expect to meet here tonight."

After saying this, the corner of his eye noticed the figure of the Zhao family's father and son lying in a pool of blood, and his pupils suddenly contracted slightly, but he didn't say anything.

And Lin Wuchen just glanced at him calmly, and replied lightly:

"What is the matter with Mr. Su here?"

Su Yuanzhe's face couldn't help but show a little embarrassed, as the head of the Su family, the head of the four major families in Jiangcheng, his status in Jiangcheng naturally goes without saying, usually the so-called dignitaries and nobles nod their heads when they see him, and now a young man in his twenties actually doesn't give him face like this, and he doesn't dare to lose his temper at all, how can he not feel a little aggrieved in his heart.

"Mr. Lin, this Mr. Wu is my friend, and I am here in the hope that Mr. Lin can give me a face and let him leave here."

Speaking of this, Su Yuanzhe immediately carefully handed Lin Wuchen a bank card, and then continued:

"This matter, I, Su, will compensate you, I hope Mr. Lin doesn't take it to heart, if there is a need for me Su in the future, you can just say it."