Xue Shan, the master of the Iron Knife Gate, was stunned until now.

There were no signs.

His wife published a statement on the Kaifeng Evening News, and then moved away.

And when I went to see myself, I was turned away.

I didn't say why, I was knocking on the door, only to see her draw her sword to meet her, shouting angrily, "Get out! ”

She held back her anger, her eyes were bloodshot, "Don't let me see you again, otherwise, don't blame me for not remembering the old feelings and letting your blood splash on the spot." ”

Xue Shan opened his mouth, he was scolded inexplicably, they have been loving each other for so many years, he thought that he had done something unintentionally to make his wife angry.

Boom!!!

Li Caixian slammed the door shut.

Xue Shan shook his head and sighed, "What's going on." I thought to myself, maybe in a few days, the anger will be gone, and then I turned around and left, and I didn't think much about it.

However, what I was waiting for was the news of her suicide.

When he heard the news, he crushed the news in his hand and said in disbelief, "What did you say? ”

He, vaguely smelling the smell of conspiracy from it, seems to have a pair of hands behind the scenes, driving all this.

Two years ago, his son ran away from love and walked the rivers and lakes, but he kept sending people to inquire, only to know that on that day, someone saw him walk out of Kaifeng City, and then there was no news, he knew that something might have happened, and someone erased the traces of him after leaving the city.

And today's lady hates him inexplicably, and he hasn't thought much about it.

But at this moment, he actually committed suicide.

He hurriedly came to Li Caixian's courtyard, looked at the blood-stained sword, and Li Caixian who fell to the ground, he knelt down, hugged his wife, and cried, "Why do you want to be like this, why." ”

After burying the lady, and carefully interrogating the servants who served the lady, he soon realized that something was wrong, and muttered, "Fortune teller?"

And he soon found the fortune teller's residence, pushed open the door, and the fortune teller was lying on his body, his body was full of bamboo chopsticks, and his eyes were wide open, and he couldn't blink to death.

And the blood of the ground was dried up.

He looked at it and felt familiar, and after a few more closer looks, he recognized the dead man.

And soon came to his senses, saying, "It turned out to be you." ”

Back then, for the position of the master of the door, he wanted to kill his father and seize the throne, but the old master abolished his martial arts, drove him out of the Iron Daomen, and announced to the public that his son was dead. Soon, the throne was passed to Xue Dao, and Xue Dao never mentioned this disgraceful history.

......

Night.

The fortune teller came back from the stall, entered the house and closed the door, laughing.

When he was telling fortunes during the day, he heard the news of Li Caixian's suicide, and of course he couldn't hold back his excitement, "What a stupid woman." ”

As long as Li Caixian asks his husband for verification, the lie will be self-defeating.

However, when she saw her son's bones in the dark room, she lost her mind.

From that moment on, she decided that it was her husband who killed her Fei'er and hid him here.

"Xue Dao, your son died in my hands, your wife also died in my hands, and you will die next. ”

After so many years, the hatred in my heart has not disappeared.

On the contrary, it accumulates deeper and deeper.

"I am your son, and you actually want to pass on the position of the master of the door to an outsider. ”

The old master was very disappointed in his son, and said sadly: "What virtue do you have, how can you be up to this important task, if you have one-tenth of Xue Dao's strength, I will consider giving you the position." ”

"In your heart, I am inferior to him, inferior to him, whether I am your son, or is he your son? ”

"You ....." the old master said angrily, he was already completely disappointed in this: "How can you say such a bastard, my position, you don't have to think about it." "Then let him go.

"You'll regret it. ”

Scenes from the past come to mind.

"Xue Dao, you took away my father's love for me. ”

"You have robbed me of the position of master again. ”

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been abolished from my martial arts and become the ghost I am now. ”

"But, now, you should bear all that I have endured. ”

The fortune teller laughed madly.

Suddenly, a figure floated by outside the door.

"Who?"

Suddenly, there was one more person in the room.

"Sorry to interrupt your self-congratulation. The man sat down in his chair, paused and said, "I apologize for this. But there was not the slightest apology on his face.

The fortune teller looked coldly at the people who appeared in the room and said, "Who are you?"

"Could it be that Xue Dao sent you, he finally found it, let him come out to see me. ”

Shuai Guo shook his head, sighed and said, "I don't know what Xue Dao you are talking about, it's just that someone paid for it and wanted to borrow something from you, but I was afraid that you wouldn't borrow it, so I came." ”

"Borrow something?"

"I don't want to say it, I'm afraid you won't borrow it. He shook his head.

This is a ruthless character in front of him, and the fortune teller secretly said in his heart, saying that he was borrowing something, he was here to rob it, except for the knife, what else could he borrow, that knife was the sword of the master of the Iron Knife Gate, which was stolen by him back then, and has been hidden until now.

How did he know?

"If you want to borrow a knife, I'll give it to you. ”

"I don't borrow knives. ”

"So what to borrow?"

"Borrow..... Your life. ”

"You ......" The fortune teller subconsciously took a step back, but then thought that he had no martial arts, he was a waste, and he couldn't escape today, and he would die.

He looked up to the sky and sighed, "I hate, I haven't killed Xue Shan yet." ”

"You're a killer?"

Shuai Guo looked at him like this and didn't speak.

Xue Shan pushed the bed away and took out a knife.

"You don't think that if you take a knife, you can hurt me. ”

"No, take a good look at this knife, this is a weapon on the weapon rankings, and it is also the saber of the master of the Iron Knife Gate, sharpening iron like clay, I will use this knife as a reward to help me kill Xue Shan. ”

Shuai Guo looked at him quietly and said, and when he finished speaking, he didn't refuse or agree, and said, "Then I'll do it." ”

"I kill people, and they are all fatal with one blow, and there is no pain. ”

In the hand of the handsome pot, a handful of bamboo chopsticks appeared.

Fear!!!

The bamboo chopsticks flew out and stuck in his leg, and he cried out in pain, "You ......" Didn't you say that one blow was fatal?

"Sorry, mistakes, mistakes. Shuai Guo hurriedly apologized, and held a bamboo chopstick again, "This time, it will definitely be fatal with one blow, and there will be no previous mistakes." ”

Puff puff puff.....

The bamboo chopsticks were stuck in his arm, and the blood kept flowing.

"You did it on purpose....... "The fortune teller has already understood, he is simply teasing himself and letting himself slowly die in pain.

"I'm sorry, I made a mistake again, I said before, I killed people, and they were all fatal with one blow. Shuai Guo put away his smiling face and said word by word, "Unfortunately, you are not human." ”

Shuai Guo had already arrived, and heard him talking to himself in the house.

knew that Li Caixian Xiufu committed suicide, and he was deceived by the person in front of him.

That mansion is the property of the Iron Knife Gate, and the dark room was built by him back then.

On that day, when he met Xue Fei and ran out of the door, he secretly followed behind, used his mercy to poison Xue Fei outside Kaifeng City, and then put his body in the dark room through the secret passage.

"I just want to see you bleed dry. After speaking, the four bamboo chopsticks in his hand were inserted into his body.

The fortune teller cried out in pain: "If you die, you will go to hell." ”

"I don't know if I'm going to hell, but you're going to die. Shuai Guo laughed again, a little gloomy, "Even if you go to hell, you will go before me." ”

The bamboo chopsticks in his hand all flew out and filled his body.

He didn't leave until the last drop of his blood flowed.

When he left, he had an extra knife in his hand.