Seeing the horsewhip coming at his face, the brocade-clothed man "Qiao Tai" looked slightly frightened, and his eyes widened.

He didn't seem to expect that Wei Tu, who had always been mild-tempered and modest in the single house, would be so ruthless at this moment.

Misjudged!

Qiao Tai's heart was anxious, his throat rolled, and the fear of Wei Tu was pressed into the depths of his mind, and he leaned sideways, and his right hand grabbed the whip that Wei Tu had drawn.

He is also a martial artist, although he does not think that he is Wei Tu's opponent, but he is confident that he should be able to grab the whip and avoid the whip that Wei Tu swung at him.

However.

The next moment.

Qiao Tai saw that the whip in front of him was like a phantom, and it went straight around his outstretched right hand and landed on his right cheek.

Suddenly, Qiao Tai sensed the burning pain on his right cheek, and the itching sensation of blood flowing from the wound.

The tone followed.

The sound of the whip fluttering in the air was also heard at this time.

But to Jottay's horror, he only heard the sound in his left ear, and the right ear on the other side was temporarily deaf at this moment.

"No, it's scrapped. The eardrum in the right ear must have been torn apart by the aftermath of that whip......"

Qiao Tai touched the itchy pinna of the ear, and saw the blood on his fingers, and at the same time, he was shocked, and he immediately knew it.

"Brother Qiao, but you still want to continue to block Wei at the door?" Wei Tu glanced at Qiao Tai and said in a slightly cold tone.

When his whip fell, Qiao Tai had already been slightly injured, but at this moment, Qiao Tai did not have the slightest intention of giving up his position, and was still firmly blocked at the door.

See this scene.

Wei Tu immediately understood.

This is Shan Fang and his wife's determination that he will not rely on his official position and martial arts strength to be truly ruthless to them.

After all, breaking bones is still connected to tendons - he has received the kindness of his master Shan Wuju, even if Shan Fang and his wife are not filial, he can't rely on his own power to "oppress" the two.

This is the confidence of Shan Fang and his wife, who dare to block him, an eight-rank military attaché.

Because, he is not only an eight-rank military attaché, but also a disciple of Shan Wuju.

Qiao Tai covered his wound and remained silent, not answering Weitu's words.

"The Lord's Condition...... That's just half a day. ”

At this time, Shan Gao, who fell behind Wei Tu, stepped forward and reminded Wei Tu in a whisper.

Hear that.

Wei Tu's face sank.

He knew the meaning of Shan Gao's words, or rather, when Qiao Tai blocked the door, he roughly guessed the thoughts of Shan Fang and his wife.

Shan Fang and his wife forbade others to see Shan Wuju on his deathbed......

First, it is possible to arrange other relatives in front of Shan Wuju, and let Shan Wuju "re-establish" the will.

Those who are about to die of old age are not sane and are easily deceived.

In the two, even if Shan Wuju did not re-establish the will and was not deceived, the last people Shan Wuju saw before his death were only Shan Fang and his wife, and they could "re-make" the will by themselves under the pretense of Shan Wuju's mouth.

"Since Brother Qiao is like this, then don't blame Wei for being ruthless."

Wei Tu's mind wandered, and after thinking for a few breaths, he finally made up his mind, he looked at Qiao Tai, and said coldly.

He didn't want to make a fuss too ugly before his master Shan Wuju died, so after beating Qiao Tai with a horse whip, he wanted to let Qiao Tai know how to advance and retreat and no longer block the door.

In addition, it leaves time for Jottay to think...... He was also waiting for the arrival of Shan Yangong......

Although Shan Yangong set off from Fucheng at the same time as him, because his equestrian skills were far better than Shan Yangong, he was one step ahead and came to the single house in Sanyuan Township before Shan Yangong.

Shan Yangong is the son of a single family, and there are some things that are not easy for him, an "outsider", to make decisions, and Shan Yangong can replace Shan Wuju.

"Brother Yangong too, if you want to inform me, just send someone to go, why do you need to run this trip in person, so that Shan Fang and his wife can get free ......"

Thinking of this, Wei Tu couldn't help but shake his head.

- He guessed that maybe Shan Yangong didn't expect Shan Fang and his wife to do this, drive away Shan Gao's who were with him on the sickbed, and then block the door of the living room.

The voice fell.

A chill abruptly chilled in Qiao Tai's heart.

The horsewhip that Wei Tu threw just now had already beaten him to the point of deafness in his right ear and made him a "disabled person......

If Wei Tu had been ruthless in his thoughts, even if he had saved his life today and not died, the rest of his body would inevitably have been disabled.

The more Qiao Tai thought about it, the more terrified he became.

Aside from the "kinship" relationship with Wei Tu, he is just a son-in-law of the single family, and his status is not high inside and outside the single house.

Wei Tu, an eight-rank military attaché, even if he is killed on the street, at most he will be dismissed and lose money, and he will not be imprisoned.

Thinking of this, Qiao Tai was no longer stubborn, he swallowed his saliva, moved a step, and made way for Wei Tu to lead to the house.

- If he is abolished, with his Shan Fang's heart, he may not be treated well, and I am afraid that he will find a new love.

See here.

Wei Tu's eyes were slightly cold, he turned around, nodded to Shan Gao, and motioned for him to follow him in.

Seeing Shan Gao walking into the living room, Qiao Tai wanted to stop him, but after thinking about it, he still didn't dare to take this step.

into the living room.

Wei Tu lifted the curtain in the room, and saw Shan Wuju lying on the sickbed, his face was dark, his expression was sluggish, and his body exuded an unpleasant smell of old people.

He turned his gaze and fell on Shan Fang who was sitting next to the bed.

Shan Fang sat on the stool, feeling Wei Tu's gaze at her, she was a little nervous, and her face was slightly pale.

Shicai, through the voice from outside the house, she had roughly guessed the conflict between Weitu and Qiaotai, as well as Weitu's domineering.

"Take it out? Or don't take it out? Shan Fang was entangled in her heart.

Her right hand, hidden in her sleeve at the moment, clutched a letterhead full of handwriting.

This letterhead, as time passed, was gradually wet with the sweat of her palm.

She was worried that if she didn't take out the letterhead again, the new handwriting on it would be wet with the sweat of her palms and become ink.

Then there will be no number.

Just as Shan Fang was thinking, Wei Tu's voice came from her ear.

"Master, are you alright?"

This question, in a gentle voice, was diametrically opposed to the inquiry outside the door just now.

Shan Fang was stunned.

She suddenly understood in her heart that this was Wei Tu's unwillingness to make too ugly trouble before her father's death, so that her father would die with regret.

"Also...... It's okay......" Shan Fang pulled a smile on her face.

But after finishing speaking, she felt that it was inappropriate, so she added, "Dad...... Half an hour ago, I could barely speak, but now I can't speak at all, as if I was demented. ”

"Dad estimates that in a while, he will pass away."

Shan Fang sighed.

As she spoke, her face changed from nervous just now to calm, with a little sadness.

Now.

She also didn't know whether she was revealing her true feelings or deliberately pretending to be in front of Wei Tu.