Chapter 113: Black Widow Village

Xue Cheng waved his sleeves lightly, and with a breath of true anger, he directly brought the gray-clothed old man and the whole person up, he didn't have the bad taste of telling the old man to kneel casually!

The gray-clothed old man showed a little surprise on his face, but he was not as excited as before.

Xue Cheng made a gesture of please, and sat on the chair next to him with a big grin, and said in a faint voice, "Old man, please sit, if you have any entrustment, you can say it generously, as long as Xue can do it, you must do your best, but don't kneel, otherwise your age, isn't it tormenting the juniors?"

The old man in gray looked flattered and humble, "It's Xue ...... Senior Xue is too humble! It is rumored that you are an old monster in your 500s...... Immortals, it is only natural to pay homage to you! Seniors don't want to torture the villain!"

Xue Cheng couldn't wait to kill the beast who spread rumors.

But he still patiently explained, "This year is indeed just past the year of the crown, are rumors rumors after all?"

This time, it was the turn of the gray-clothed old man who was shocked, "Genius! Boss Xue has just passed the age of the crown, and he is really a genius in the martial arts with such a high and profound realm." The old man admires it!"

Xue Cheng smiled peacefully, although he knew that he was being slapped by the other party, but his kung fu was too high, and it didn't make people feel any discomfort, but it sounded very comfortable, "It's the seniors who have been praised." ”

The gray-clothed old man sat reluctantly opposite under Xue Cheng's courtesy, Xue Cheng was in a rare good mood, and asked with a smile, "What's the matter with the old man, you can talk about it!"

The gray-clothed old man nodded, "That old man is a long story short, I don't know if Boss Xue has heard of it, on the top of the snow-capped mountains of the Extreme North Continent, the blooming Fengjuan cries blood!"

Xue Cheng naturally didn't know about this rare plant, but he had a universal database of systems, so a search, and instantly learned that this kind of Fengjuan crying blood, in fact, to put it bluntly, is a very peculiar snow lotus, which is obviously a kind of snow white, but when any water droplets or raindrops touch the petals, they will unconsciously dye bright red, so on the white petals, there are often bright red water droplets condensed into ice beads, as if they are blood tears left by crying.

It is said that Fengjuan's blood is usually grown in the cold area on the top of the snow-capped mountains, and it will bloom at midnight, and the flowering period is very short, only two hours, which is converted into four hours.

That is to say, if you want to get a Fengjuan crying blood, you must have the timing and luck to be very good, and even many medicine pickers came to visit, but they were flooded by avalanches halfway up the mountain, and there were no bones.

As for the effect of Feng Juan's blood, then it is a bit mysterious, and this also involves a legend.

It is said that when the ancient phoenix fell, in order to retain its own bloodline, it did not hesitate to use the essence blood to condense into a snow-colored white flower.

Of course, these are just legends.

After all, no one in the rivers and lakes has ever seen Feng Juan cry blood, and most of them are just hearsay! It is said that this thing once appeared 30 years ago, and it seems to have been obtained by a chivalrous man of the rivers and lakes, and after that, I have never heard of whether the chivalrous man of the rivers and lakes is alive or dead, let alone rumored that he has become an immortal.

After that person got Feng Juan's blood, he disappeared for no reason.

Xue Cheng explained all the information of the systematic investigation, 1510, and the old man in gray was also very surprised, and nodded, because what Xue Cheng said was exactly the same! He couldn't help but be secretly shocked in his heart, the intelligence collection of the Liaozhai Book House was really powerful, and even the things of 30 years ago could be investigated so thoroughly.

The gray-clothed old man showed a touch of regret on his face, "What Xue Cheng said is indeed good, but that chivalrous man did not disappear as rumored! but went to a mountain village!

It was in the afternoon, and when he came home after a long day of farm work, he found his wife, children, all lying in a pool of blood, and they were all dead and even frightened in their eyes. ”

"They were all choked by a sword, and their wives and daughters were all in rags, so it was obvious that they must have been ...... before they died Insults ravaged!"

"And the house is rummaging through the cabinets, even the basement he designed himself, and they also took Feng Juan's blood!

"For more than ten years, that young chivalrous man has been looking for and destroying his entire family enemy every moment, but there is no trace of the sea of people!"

"He also has Feng Juan's blood, so those people won't take the initiative to find him!"

Xue Cheng also sighed softly, "That chivalrous warrior, is that a senior?"

The old man in gray did not hide it, but nodded heavily: "That poor worm is the old man! Alas, how ridiculous the old man's life is!"

"When I was a child, I wandered the rivers and lakes, and I made a name for myself! I got the treasure that everyone dreamed of! I just didn't expect it, but I also lost the home I had so hard to get! Now I am a widowed old man! I am dying of old age! No one is going to die! How miserable!"

Xue Cheng also felt deeply in his heart for some reason, the person in front of him was full of gorgeous hair, in tatters, his eyes were cloudy but unconsciously covered with a layer of mist, what should he say, maybe he felt pitiful.

Although his tone was very flat from beginning to end, as if he was telling something that had nothing to do with him, the sadness, sadness, regret, nostalgia, resentment, unwillingness, and deep self-blame in his eyes.

It is estimated that he has been living in guilt for more than ten years.

If he had returned home earlier that day, perhaps the tragedy would not have happened.

Or maybe he will accompany his wife and children to the Yellow Spring together, so that he will have no regrets in this life!

But now he can't do this, he has to save his rotten life and avenge them!

The scene fell silent, and there seemed to be a sad atmosphere.

Even Du Yue's action of wiping the vase stopped!

It was Xue Cheng who coughed lightly, breaking the silence at the moment, "The deceased is gone, and the comer can be chased." Old man, if you avenge them, I think their spirits in heaven will rest in peace!"

"Can't repay! Can't repay! This revenge can't be avenged......" The old man in gray suddenly let out a long sigh, and the sadness he endured, but at this moment, it was like a flood bursting the embankment out of control!

What does it look like for a man to cry?

What does an old man cry like?

The boy has tears and doesn't flick, but he hasn't reached the sad place!

At this moment, the old man in front of him was crying, and the tears mixed with snot were obviously very wretched, but he cried like a child who couldn't find a home.

Xue Cheng thought that he was mentally tough, cold-blooded and ruthless, and the tip of his nose was slightly sour at this moment!

Maybe he's a little too sentimental today! Read the latest chapter of "The Good Jianghu Claw Book House" for free for the first time.