The old man who was sitting cross-legged on the ground and was fishing did not look back, but greeted the uninvited father and son.

Song Jiugong couldn't hide the look of surprise on his face, as if the man in front of him, who had not seen him for many years, knew that he was going to come, could it be that everything was a trick, for the sake of insurance, he respectfully and tentatively said:

"Senior knows I'm coming?"

The old man still didn't turn around, the fishing rod in his hand was still holding steadily, and only the fish floated on the water.

Song Cambodia was a little surprised, this old man's arm holding the pole was extremely calm, with the slightest swaying, obviously a veteran with a sword.

"You are the only one who knows that I am here, and you are the only one who can find me, besides, the agreement made a few years ago will always have to be repaid one day, you are not a person who gives up the opportunity at will, so you will definitely come to me and say what you need me to do!" The old man turned his head, his face full of traces of time, showing that he was even older.

The father and son looked at the old man with an aging face and obvious traces of wind and rain. Song Cambodia is okay, after all, in this poor and remote country, it is not a strange thing to have such an old age.

But Song Jiugong was too surprised, and there was an incredible look on his face, compared with a few decades ago, the old man at that time was still a thirty-year-old prime image, with fluttering white clothes, not to mention how handsome and chic, but the arrogance in his bones was particularly eye-catching.

Now not only has the appearance changed greatly, but the temperament is diametrically opposite, and now it looks like a farmer farming in a poor rural area.

"Don't hide it from my seniors, this matter threatens the future of my Song family, and I have no choice but to disturb my seniors!" Song Jiugong said respectfully.

The old man raised his hand to interrupt the conversation, and with a pair of cloudy eyes, he looked at Song Jiugong in front of him.

"You don't have to say that you don't have these things, you can kill whoever you want, you don't have to beat around the bush, even if it is against your will, you will grit your teeth and do it, and you will repay the love of the year, and you will no longer owe it in the future. The old man said.

Song Jiugong is not a person who twists and fabricates, everyone has already said so, and he is no longer unhappy.

"I want you to get rid of the Jin family!"

The old man raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at the man who was still a teenager many years ago, and asked, "But the Jin family in Jincheng has the name of the golden sword?"

"Exactly!" Although he didn't know how to know from looking at it, Song Jiugong didn't dare to hide it.

The old man didn't mean to make waves, but his eyes slowed down a little and said, "I took this errand." ”

"I wonder when the seniors will leave?" Song Jiugong said as he looked at the old man.

The old man who stood up, his straight waist did not look old, but he had a sense of accumulation, and after retracting the fishing rod, he slowly walked into the house.

Father and son stood outside the door, not taking a step.

The interior of the wooden house is very tidy and simple, even the beds are made of rolling wood. The old man put his hand on the wooden wall at the head of the bed, reached out and stroked it gently, and then burst out, and his five fingers were completely embedded in the wooden block, and then the sawdust was suddenly pulled out.

I thought that I was playing tricks, and I was reluctant to live in the wooden house for many years, and I wanted to hold a long sword with a simple scabbard in the palm of my hand, and the long sword had no ornaments, except for the patterns left on the scabbard when refining, there was no other outstanding place.

Song Cambodia looked at the old man who came out with a sword, and sure enough, he didn't guess before, this person was indeed a master of using a sword!

"Let's go. The old man didn't seem to like to talk very much, so he took the lead in walking to the lake with a simple sentence.

Father and son hurriedly followed, and when they had completely left the lake, the old man on the shore looked back and sheltered himself for decades.

Song Jiugong gave up his horse to the old man, and after reluctantly riding a horse with his son, he rushed back to Jincheng!

......

Jincheng Song Mansion, Song Shan has also done something in recent days, every day is to visit her younger brother, every time she sees that distraught, like a living dead face, she is extremely distressed.

After a few days of cultivation, Song Axe can stand up, but his arm still has no improvement, no matter how hard he tries, even if he tries his best, his arm still can't be raised, even if he moves slightly.

She knows what kind of person her brother is, he is extremely rough on the outside, like an innate temper, but in fact he is extremely fragile inside.

Even when the grasshopper that was raised when I was a child died, I would cry for days. Until one school, Song Shan, who was surrounded and bullied, completely changed the timid and fearful.

He shot viciously, and a group of peers who fought for the first time didn't dare to fight back, and it was only that time that he took on the axe word in his name.

It may also be at that time that Song Axe found himself, and even took that as his goal, he has lived until now, no matter how tyrannical he is, he always has a family in his heart.

Now that his arms are useless, the dantian has been destroyed alive, so how can he face it. The former Second Master Song will never exist anymore, and there is only one person alive who can't take care of himself.

"Eldest sister, will the wicked go to hell after they die?" Song Axe said as he looked at the eldest sister who was wiping her face with a wet towel.

Song Shan remembered the books she had read before, as well as the stories told by many old people, and nodded uncertainly.

"Then do you say that people like me will go to hell if they die?" Song Axe's eyes were full of doubts.

As an older sister, she didn't know how to answer this question, and she didn't understand that Song Axe would suddenly ask this question. She knew that there were not a few people who had died in the hands of Song Axe over the years, even innocent people, there were more than a dozen lives, but he was always his own brother.

"No, don't think about it. ”

Song Axe smiled self-deprecatingly, the corners of his mouth were very clear and undetectable, what he had done, he knew better than anyone else, if there was really hell, then he would definitely be a member of hell.

Today's tragic end reminds him of a couple who died in front of him a few years ago, when he fell in love with someone else's wife. The woman was very beautiful and full of charm, so that a man like him, who was rarely addicted to beauty, had the idea of wanting to dominate.

The world was unpredictable, and the woman would rather continue to follow her poor husband than go to his glory and riches. The temptation failed, and he could only rob by force.

I still remember that day, he led someone to break into the couple's house, picked up the woman and left, the woman's husband desperately blocked it, and he was not even afraid of the long knife in front of him, it was hard to imagine a literati who could only read at that time.

In the end, the reason that really made Song Axe angry was nothing more than a man who was not afraid of death and grabbed his trouser legs. Broke all the man's hands and feet in front of the woman, and lay on the ground unable to move.

Seeing that her husband was injured, the woman's already struggling body strengthened even more, and after she couldn't break free, she bit Song Axe on the shoulder fiercely, and Song Axe, who was in pain, was even more annoyed in her heart, and carried the woman back into the house, ruining the woman alive.

The woman's husband was still crawling into the house, but he had broken his hands and feet, and he didn't move to the door until the shouting was over, until the door opened, and his wife was lying naked on the bed, with tears of humiliation and unwillingness flowing from the corners of her eyes.

The man's heart hurt, and he bit the leg of the Song axe beside him, no matter how he beat it, he didn't send it out, and the unbearable Song Axe took the axe and directly knocked the man's head, and the rotten brain door made the man loosen up, and he lost his life relatively too.

Now that I have been on it, the man is even dead, I thought that the stubborn woman would follow her, but I didn't expect that after the woman glanced at Song Axe viciously, she hit her head on the door frame and died on the side of the man!

A stubborn woman shows her decision with loyalty!

It's really the Heavenly Dao Wheel that should be unhappy, as if everything in the past is blaming the current self, at least Song Axe thinks so.

Seeing that her younger brother was no longer talking, her eyes were a little confused, Song Shan sighed helplessly, held back her tears, and left with the basin.

After Song Shan left, two lines of tears were drawn from the corners of Song Axe's eyes, and those eyes were no longer distracted, but replaced by clear and resolute eyes, he looked at the door, like the woman back then, of course, there was one thing missing in his eyes, that is, resentment, and it was a relief to come out!

When Song Shan adjusted her mood and came back, the person lying on the ground with a bleeding head startled her. She didn't care about shouting, she hugged the man whose cheeks were overflowing with blood in her arms, crying in grief, the blood flowing on the ground had already coagulated, and the relatives in her arms were already cold!

As for whether the man went to hell, no one knows, the only thing that is clear is that some debts will be repaid after all.