Zhuge Zhengxiong nodded, laughed, and then looked up to the sky and roared, and said hatefully: "Master, because of his own selfishness, the disciple's hands are stained with the blood of his compatriots, and he is really no different from a wolf, I... I'm here to see you!" After speaking, he suddenly raised his hand and struck at the Heavenly Spirit Gai.

Qin Mutian stretched out his hand to hold it and shouted: "There is no right or wrong in martial arts, the key depends on where you use it! Now that the country is stable, who can guarantee that the Japanese will not commit it again? If there really comes a day, wouldn't it be good to dedicate one's life to the country that gave birth to oneself to atone for one's sins?"

Zhuge Zhengxiong saw that his eyes were clear, and he felt his sincerity for the first time, and then he gradually came back to his senses and said, "You are right!" Then, he thought of something again, pulled Qin Mutian's clothes, and said excitedly: "Then Qin Hongyun is ...... Is it my son?"

Although Zhuge Zhengxiong had no ill intentions at this time, this sentence still made Qin Mutian's face pale, and he nodded with difficulty for a long time.

Zhuge Zhengxiong laughed again, and it was not until he used his last strength that he burst into tears and said, "I actually killed my son's favorite woman with my own hands......!" Hahaha!" he laughed and laughed, and suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, staining the tombstone red.

Qin Mutian didn't care about anything else, called out to Senior Brother, and ran over to support him and check his injuries for him.

Outside the bamboo forest, a young man also spurted blood, making his white clothes, which were already stained with blood, more like bloody clothes, this young man was Qin Hongyun, he couldn't accept this fact, his big enemy turned out to be his own father!

His face was like gold paper, his eyes were dark, and he limped into the distance under the moonlight, and his thin back seemed to carry an infinite loneliness, which broke the hearts of the viewer and the heartbreak of the listener.

Walking to the foot of the mountain, the sky was already slightly bright, Qin Hongyun stopped to look at the east, and sighed: "Fate, you are the real master, no one can stand in front of you!" He felt that the hand of fate was pressing on his shoulder, and he was so overwhelmed that he was almost about to kneel.

At this moment, a melodious singing voice came, and then a middle-aged man appeared in Qin Hongyun's sight, only to see that he was unkempt, carrying a rusty hoe on his shoulder, and a yellowed bamboo hat on his back, but he was a farmer who got up early and went to the field.

When the farmer got closer, Qin Hongyun was surprised to find that the sleeve on his left side was empty, and he couldn't help but say: This person has lost an arm, and he still has to do such a coolie, even if he is unlucky, he can still be optimistic, why can't I?

At this thought, the boredom in his chest suddenly dissipated a lot, and at the same time he secretly decided that he would do what he could to help the farmer.

The farmer was just an ordinary person, and his night vision ability could not be compared to Qin Hongyun at all, and he didn't notice his presence until he walked up to him, and he couldn't help but shudder with fright, and his singing suddenly stopped.

"You... Are you a human being, or a ghost?" the farmer said tentatively when he saw that his white clothes were covered with blood, and he couldn't help but feel weak in his heart.

"I'm neither a human nor a ghost!" Qin Hongyun said leisurely.

"So you're... Is it God?"

"That's right, I'm a god!" Qin Hongyun nodded and said, "A god who specializes in rewarding good people!"

The farmer smiled, approached him, and said, "Go home quickly, child, and don't make your parents anxious!"

Qin Hongyun couldn't laugh and sighed: "I don't have a home anymore!"

When the farmer heard this, he stopped and said, "Between father and son, mother and daughter, there is no overnight feud, even if you are told to go, it is not countable, and you must not kill yourself for such a thing! At your age, you have not really lived!"

Qin Hongyun thought for a while, except for a short childhood, he lived in fame and hatred for the rest of the time, and he really didn't live, so he said: "What Your Excellency said is very true, but my clothes are too terrifying, I am afraid that I will scare my parents, I don't know if I can buy a set with you, so I can go home and explain." ”

As he spoke, he took out a piece of gold and handed it to the farmer, who looked at it for a long time, and at last, he shook his head vigorously, and said, "I don't understand what Your Excellency is not Your Excellency, but I understand that a torn dress is definitely not worth so much money!"

"I don't have any change on me, and you refuse to take advantage of me, accept this, then give me the clothes, won't I take advantage of you?"

The farmer touched his chin and thought for a long time, thinking that this was the case, and suddenly, he patted his thigh and said, "By the way, I have a friend who runs a tavern nearby, if you invite me to drink two drinks, I will ask him to give you a set of clothes, okay?"

Qin Hongyun's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard that there was wine to drink, and he stroked his palms and smiled: "Very good, then please lead the way!"

"Well said, well said!" said the farmer, turning to lead the way.

Qin Hongyun followed behind and couldn't help asking, "Uncle, you were obviously scared to death just now, why are you suddenly not afraid again?"

"Haha, I wasn't scared at the beginning, I just performed with you!" the farmer laughed loudly and said, "I'm the kind of person who doesn't steal, doesn't worry about ghosts, and is afraid of a ball?"

After speaking, he turned around and glanced at Qin Hongyun, Qin Hongyun felt that his smile was very sincere, just like a child, and immediately laughed, thinking: Maybe this world is not perfect, there are many bad people, but there are still more good people than bad people, and there are still people who are willing to give their love.

Less than two miles away, the tavern was in sight, and in front of the door were two white lanterns, glowing yellow, which in the faint morning light seemed faint, but enough to guide the beleaguered traveler to the right path.

As soon as the two of them walked into the tavern, the proprietress greeted them with a smile, but when she saw the farmer, the smile on her face disappeared, and she said in a weird manner: "Li Laosan, you still owe the wine money and haven't paid it, and you brought fox friends and dog friends to take this as a good hall?"

Li Sansheng blushed and said, "You can say that I am a fox or a dog, but this little brother is my friend, you can't say that about him!"

The proprietress smiled disdainfully and said, "If you have money these days, you are an uncle, if you can pay off the wine money, I will naturally shut up!"

Li San was about to speak, but was stopped by Qin Hongyun, he took out the previous ingot of gold, shook it in front of the proprietress again, and smiled: "Are these enough for my friend's wine money?"

"Enough is enough! Enough for another ten years!" the proprietress said staring at the gold.

Qin Hongyun threw the gold to her, then took out another ingot, and said with a smile: "Do you still want it?" As long as you take off your clothes and sleep with my friend for one night, it will be yours immediately!"

Hearing this, the proprietress froze, and reluctantly said, "Uncle, you... What are you kidding? We're good girls!"

"One more!"

The proprietress had never seen so much money in her life, and the greed in her eyes had gradually become more than reasonable, Qin Hongyun had a smile on her face, and took out another ingot of gold and placed it neatly on the table.

The proprietress swallowed her saliva, rushed towards Qin Hongyun suddenly, and then took the gold into her arms.