A figure flew over the bridge, and the sound of two swords killing each other was endless, and there was a sense of slaughter. Xie Jiang, who had just stepped onto the bridge, had to stop and watch.

It was too far away to see clearly, Xie Jiang wanted to take a step forward, but the powerful aura of the killing field made him retreat to the riverbank. Even if they were half a river, they could still feel the sword qi in the battle, the slightest chill and horror. However, it is:

A sword clears the cold,

A sword asks the ghosts.

On the bank of the Xiangjiang River, listen to wins and losers,

The river is full of anger, for whom to open.

Flying red and cool,

The shadows are terrifying.

Smile at the world and ask pride,

The sky is full of gratuitous sword energy, fighting for the river city.

After a long time, the winners and losers have been decided, but the people watching the battle have been stunned. A figure retreated, got off the Hengjiang Bridge, and headed for the north of Tanzhou City.

It wasn't until a figure passed by that Xie Jiang came back to his senses, this was Su Wanlai, who was difficult to manage in the light cold spring. The battle just now must be provoked by a master like Su Wanlai, who will be on the other side? Xie Jiang has a candidate in his heart.

Tonight must be eventful, Xie Jiang suddenly felt very worried in his heart, thinking that he would go to see Mr. Huangfu immediately. By the time he arrived at the bridge, another master had already left.

No matter what, hurry up and go to the cottage, it feels very bad.

When Xie Jiang arrived, the grass house was already raging with fire, which made Xie Jiang's heart hurt. There were two figures outside the fire, and Xie Jiang saw that they were Qu Zhongqing, Qu Daxia and Mr. Huangfu.

"Brother Huangfu, I won't send you away, junior brother. Little brother, help me take care of my husband, there is still something going on in Tanzhou City, I urgently need to go over," Qu Daxia saw Xie Jiang passing, dropped a sentence sadly and angrily, and hurried away.

"Okay!" Mr. Huangfu's faint voice replied, looking at Xie Jiang with a crying face.

"Wait a minute, did you hurt my master?"

"Shut up, don't be rude to Qu Daxia. ”

Qu Daxia has long gone.

"Master," Xie Jiang finally cried out loud.

"Fool, what are you crying about, it's just a death," Mr. Huangfu had multiple scars on his body, and a fatal sword in his chest pierced through his chest, lying on the ground and the corners of his mouth trembled slightly.

"Who hurt you like this, you tell me, I will help you get revenge. Master......"

No, it can't be forgiven.

Mr. Huangfu treats himself like a father and son. For himself who wandered in Tanzhou, he provided food, clothing, housing and transportation, read and wrote without asking for returns, and followed the teachings, but he did not repay him for five years, no, he must help him take revenge, it is bearable, which is unbearable. This revenge is not avenged.

"Master, tell me who hurt you. ”

Yes, Master, you tell me that the world can insult me and hurt me, but it can't hurt you, you are my reborn parents, you can be sure to take care of it.

"Idiot. ”

"Master, you said that no matter who he is, no matter the ends of the earth, the apprentice will avenge you," Xie Jiang cried and put his ear up.

"Help me sit up. ”

"Master, your injuries?"

"Help me up, what are you crying about when you're such an adult. Big husband, Mount Tai collapsed in front of him and his face did not change. What a gaffe you are!"

"Yes, Master," Xie Jiang burst into tears and gently supported Mr. Huangfu.

"It's a pity that today you call me Master, but I don't teach anything," Mr. Huangfu's uncomfortable feelings were overflowing.

"No, Master, you have taught me a lot, you tell me, what do I have to do now to heal you?"

"I don't need you to save you anymore. But there is one thing that can be done now. Will you listen to me?"

"Master, please. ”

"You kneel down in front of you," Huangfu raised his hand with difficulty, took off his turban and handed it to Xie Jiang, and said, "Tie your hair." ”

"Yes," Xie Jiang straightened his clothes and knelt in front of his master.

"Three prostrations. ”

Xie Jiang cried and kowtowed three times.

"As a teacher, today's fate has come, you don't need to be sad, there is a reason for being a teacher, and you don't need to take revenge. Today, when your parents are not around, this time you will prostrate and bow down, but you will wear a crown as an adult. When you become an adult, you need to make your own decisions about everything, and you have to be able to stand alone, which will make you miserable. ”

"Master, don't say any more. Xie Jiang finally cried.

The master and apprentice finally looked at each other and cried.

"Put my body in the grass house, let me ...... with the grass house" The words behind it were no longer audible, and Mr. Huangfu's eyes were closed. Xie Jiang looked at Mr. Huangfu's hand pointing at the sea of fire, and cried even more.

For a long time, I was tired of crying.

The fire in the grass house burned even more vigorously, but the master still pointed to the sea of fire in the grass house, and Xie Jiang had to do this kind of last wish. He picked up Mr. Huangfu's body and rushed to the grass hall, put it in the place where Mr. Huang Fu read on weekdays, and rushed out of the grass house.

But he didn't know where to go, so he had to kneel in front of the fire and be sad.

After a long time, under the front steps of the grass house, a shiny sign caught Xie Jiang's attention. When I picked it up, it was a bronze plaque, with a big 'left' on the front, and Mr.'s name 'Huangfu Songyue' on the back, Xie Jiang looked at it and put it away, this may be a relic left by the will of God to his husband!

When he was too young, someone came to greet Xie Jiang, who was a monk of Daolin Temple, and he recognized Xie Jiang. "Brother Xie, the festival is smooth. This fire is too big, go away and be careful that it burns you. ”

"Thank you, master, does the little master know what happened to the grass house before?"

"We don't know, but we came to help put out the fire when we saw a fire on this side. The fire was so big that we had to clean up the area around the grass hut and prevent it from spreading to the mountain. ”

"Did you see anyone who harmed my master, Mr. Huangfu, when you came?"

"No, when we came down the mountain, we saw you rushing out of the fire. You watch your body. ”

Xie Jiang asked a few more monks who arrived first, but they didn't see the perpetrator. As soon as the people around the grass house heard that the grass house was on fire, they immediately moved, and it was really strange that so many people didn't know about the grass house.

No, someone knows, Uncle Xia Zhi. It's a pity that he is no longer visible, and he has already died in the fire. But his house is outside the fire, and there is a possibility that Uncle Xia Zhi and Master are in the grass house, and the bad guy killed Uncle Xia Zhi, and then fought with the master outside the grass house, and the bad guy had a helper to burn the grass house. This will not be determined until Uncle Xia Zhi's body is found.

The other person, did Qu Daxia know the perpetrator? After all, he arrived at the scene of the murder first.

No!

The closest people died unexpectedly, hating themselves for being too incompetent, hating why they weren't at the scene, hating the murderer, hating the Zheng brothers in the prison, and hating the white fat man and Master Wen of the Chengxi Yamen who were convicted indiscriminately, as well as Li Jin, and all the people who embarrassed themselves. These messy people and confused things make a mess of their lives.

Xie Jiang couldn't figure it out......

The day is clear, and the fire has been extinguished. Xie Jiang picked up a handful of ashes in the grass house where the master's body was placed, and buried it next to the grass house, with a wood pestle in front of the grave, without writing. He kowtowed four more times, and muttered in his heart: When I have avenged my master, I will come to erect a monument for you.