"What?"

Song Tianxing roared angrily, raised the inkstone on the table and smashed it towards the subordinate who was kneeling on one knee and was reporting.

"The Pavilion Master is angry! The Pavilion Master is angry! ”

The subordinate was hit on the forehead, and his skin immediately opened and blood flowed, but he didn't dare to dodge at all, just knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing.

Song Tianxing was angry at this time, it would be good if he let him smash it to dissipate his anger, but it was just a little skin injury, if he dodged it, it would be adding fuel to the fire, was it really bad for him Song Tianxing's knife?

"Rubbish! A bunch of rubbish! How did my Tianwu Pavilion raise such a bunch of waste as you? And the government's side, when they collect Lao Tzu's silver money every year, they are so happy that they can't find someone for so long, I really don't dare to kill them? ”

Fang Lechi on the side saw that Song Tianxing was dizzy, so he didn't choose what to say, hurriedly stopped him, and then waved his hand secretly, making his forehead bleed, and looked at his somewhat hideous subordinates to retreat first.

"The Pavilion Master is angry! You go down first. ”

Fang Lechi has a close relationship with Song Tianxing, different from the others in Tianwu Pavilion, since it was stopped by Fang Lechi, Song Tianxing still gave face, snorted coldly, and said: "Count you lucky, there is Fang Keqing to intercede for you, otherwise I have to kill you today!" ! Tell them to hurry up and search! ”

The subordinate was relieved, and knocked his head three times, and the blood was all on the ground.

"Thank you, Pavilion Master! Thank you Fang Keqing! I'll go! ”

Song Tianxing looked at the figures of his subordinates below who seemed to be fleeing, snorted angrily, and threw a few miscellaneous books on the table on the ground, stained with blood.

He pointed in the direction his men had left, and said to Fang Le Chi, "If it weren't for the kindness of the Orchestra Pit, I would have killed this waste today." ”

Fang Lechi persuaded on the side: "The pavilion master is angry. The assassin was already cunning, and when he assassinated the young pavilion master, he planned carefully, one link after another, and he had already calculated the subsequent escape route. ”

Song Tianxing naturally understood this truth, but he just couldn't swallow this breath, not only the revenge of killing his son, but let Wang Su slip from under his hands like this, making him always feel like he was being played.

These two reasons made him have such a great hatred for Wang Su, and he was also very annoyed, in the past two days, he didn't think about tea and dinner, and couldn't sleep at night, so he mobilized all the disciples of Tianwu Pavilion and sent them out, searching all the way along the river, but found nothing.

He also personally went to the city lord's mansion in Taiyuan, found the city lord of Taiyuan City, and asked him to help search, and the city lord of Taiyuan City also sent a catcher and a small official, but he also did not find it.

The two major forces in Yongzhou, with such a fanfare, actually lost even a single person who was seriously injured and ran away, which is really a great shame!

On the boundary of Yongzhou, the martial arts sect is known as one pavilion, one faction, two sects and three sects, in fact, the Tianwu Pavilion and the Hengshan Qixuan Sword Sect are stronger than the other two sects and three sects.

But in a few days, when this matter spread, the other sects heard that the young pavilion master of Tianwu Pavilion had been assassinated, but Tianwu Pavilion and Taiyuan City searched together and couldn't find the assassin, Song Tianxing could now imagine what kind of face those sects would be.

Song Tianxing was already good at face, but when he thought of this, his anger became bigger and bigger.

"I understand what you said, but I just don't understand. Is it possible that the thief can still grow wings and fly away? Such a waste person, all the meridian dantian was locked by my palm, and I was seriously injured by me, and they still can't find it? I see, it's obvious that you're not looking for it seriously, and you're just going around and fooling me! Hum! ”

Fang Lechi sighed, he actually knew in his heart that the people below were not fooling him.

Although the disciples of Tianwu Pavilion are powerful and evil outside, as soon as they return to Tianwu Pavilion, they will be as docile as a cat, otherwise if they accidentally provoke Song Shan or Song Tianxing one day, they will have nowhere to reason if they lose their lives.

Now that Song Shan died, Song Tianxing reached unprecedented anger, just yesterday, a cook served a dish that was cold, and he was beaten to death by Song Tianxing.

In this way, how dare the disciples below not look for it carefully?

As for the people in Taiyuan City, Fang Lechi felt that it was impossible not to do his best. The collusion between Taiyuan City and Tianwu Pavilion is actually not a secret in Yongzhou, and Yongzhou people generally don't mention it, but it's just tacit.

Tianwu Pavilion gave a large amount of money to the city lord of Taiyuan City and several officials every year, as well as military assistance, and even helped the largest ones in Yongzhou train private soldiers......

And the government is to provide political convenience to Tianwu Pavilion, any lawsuit, if you don't fight, if you fight, no matter the defendant and the plaintiff, it will definitely be Tianwu Pavilion to win. This is also why Tianwu Pavilion has been able to accumulate so many real estates, acres and shops in Yongzhou in the past two years.

It can be said that the current Tianwu Pavilion is no longer much like a traditional Jianghu sect.

"The Pavilion Master is angry! How dare the people below not be dedicated? It's just that most of our forces are all over the city and its surroundings, and this kind of rural villages and towns are not involved much, so it is normal to not be able to find them for a while. ”

Fang Lechi talked badly, and persuaded him bitterly for a long time, but the freshly boiled tea became cold, and Song Tianxing's anger disappeared a little.

Song Tianxing took a sip of tea, only to feel a cold in his mouth, and spit it out again when it was not delicious, and asked Fang Lechi: "Lechi, speaking of which, has the identity of the assassin been found?" ”

"This ......"

When Fang Lechi heard this, he secretly said that it was not good, he first glanced at Song Tianxing, and was hesitating whether to say it or not.

Song Tianxing looked at Fang Lechi's hesitant look, he didn't understand anything, and the anger that had just been suppressed came up again, and he threw the teacup on the ground and scolded: "This group of waste!" What are you eating? ”

Fang Lechi sighed and said, "It is very likely that the assassin was the same person who fought with me under the Luyang Temple that day. But I also saw the portrait you asked the painter to draw that day, and it was a little different after all, which shows that this assassin is proficient in disguise, and we don't have a portrait of his true face, so it's still a little difficult to check his identity. ”

Song Tianxing snorted and said, "I naturally know that he has changed his appearance, but he has already dispersed on the way to being chased and killed by me, even if that portrait is different from his true appearance, it will not be too big." And he can kill Shan'er, and he can take my punches, is he a nobody in the rivers and lakes? We can't find the hidden stake in the embroidery department? ”

"No, as soon as the painter finished painting that day, he copied a copy of the portrait and handed it over, but the dark pile never replied."

"Haven't heard back?" Song Tianxing was puzzled, and after thinking about it for a while, he was surprised and suspicious, and asked, "Could it be that he was found out by the embroidery department?" ”