Zeng Yingjie didn't really want to bring the plate axe, because he didn't know the details of the young man who claimed to be the Blue Overlord on the table, and after experiencing the Sanpinxuan incident, the brothers became more and more timid. However, Zeng Xiaojie and Zeng Sajie also immediately understood the boss's meaning, and when they heard that the boss was going to raise the axe, they hurriedly came over and pretended to dissuade them.

Zeng Sajie dragged Zeng Yingjie's arm and persuaded: "Big brother, how can Big Brother's plate axe kill such a nameless rat?"

Zeng Xiao also said: "The fourth brother is right, the younger brother thinks that the eldest brother still needs to convince people with virtue, and he hopes that the eldest brother will think twice." ”

Zeng Yingjie's round eyes quickly turned a few times and said, "The third brother and the fourth brother are right, then I will spare this guy?"

Zeng Sajie said: "Spare him, spare him." ”

Zeng Yingjie finally found the steps for himself, and was about to turn around and leave, but he heard Lan Gongzi say to Zhou Jinyu: "These three guys are really funny, they are so simple-minded and can only brag." He covered his mouth and giggled.

Zeng Yingjie wanted to have a seizure again after hearing this, but he felt that he had finally found the steps, and he didn't have to look for it anymore, so he pretended not to hear and said to his two brothers: "Hahaha, that kid is also afraid of us, let's go for a walk, let's continue to drink, wait until we are full of wine and food, and have our strength, so that we can go to find the murderer of the second brother, this time we must break him into pieces!"

Zhou Jinyu felt that the three brothers were extremely interesting, and looked at Lan Gongzi at the table and said with a smile: "Although my three friends are a little stupid, they are really interesting, Lan Gongzi should not be like them." ”

Lan Gongzi smiled: "Haha, how can I meet them in the same way? As he spoke, he pulled out a stool from under the table and motioned for Zhou Jinyu to sit down.

Zhou Jinyu also wanted to talk more with this young man dressed as a man, so he didn't refuse. Zhou Jinyu leaned slightly in the opposite direction of Lan Gongzi and asked, "I also want to ask Lan Gongzi, just now you said that the martial arts alliance leader issued a wanted notice for the rivers and lakes, and wanted the killer of that man and woman, is this thing true?"

Lan Gongzi said: "The leader of the Martial Arts Alliance has issued a wanted notice for the rivers and lakes, and a reward of five million taels is offered for the arrest of that pair of assassins. The leader of the alliance issued an invitation to invite the heroes of the world to meet at the Purple Mountain Altar on April 15. At the same time, spread the word everywhere that the killer and the killer man and woman must also be there, but I don't know if they dare to go. ”

Zhou Jinyu shook the fist in his hand and said: "That is the case, on the fifteenth day of this month, I will also go to the Purple Mountain to go up and down, I am not for the reward of five hundred taels, but I have a common enmity with this killer." ”

Lan Gongzi had an inexplicable concern about Zhou Jinyu's affairs, so he asked, "I don't know what grudge Gongzi has with them?"

Zhou Jinyu sighed and said, "Hey, I was ruined by them. Later, Zhou Jinyu told Lan Gongzi all about his various experiences and the separation from his friend Wu Hongwen in Nanjing. Zhou Jinyu felt that the person in front of him could be trusted, without any reason, this was intuition.

Lan Gongzi's watery eyes stared at Zhou Jinyu without blinking, and his long eyelashes covered his already moist eyes. The girl who claimed to be Lan Gongzi had sympathy in her eyes, but she didn't seem to be just sympathy, that kind of look was indescribable, and it seemed to be full of admiration.

Zhou Jinyu let out a long sigh and lowered her head.

Lan Gongzi wanted to comfort Zhou Jinyu, but she didn't know how to comfort her, and the originally lively and playful look on her face became sad at the moment because of listening to Zhou Jinyu's story. Lan Gongzi thought for a while and said: "Brother Jinyu don't have to be too sad, the alliance leader will ask for justice for the heroes of the world this time." These two killers have made too many enemies, and I heard that the day before yesterday, Mr. Zhao Bankong, who defeated the first sword in the northwest, was also killed in Zhouzhuang. ”

Zhou Jinyu raised his head suddenly, he couldn't believe his ears, and asked again, "Who?"

Lan Gongzi was also taken aback when he saw Zhou Jinyu's expression, so he said cautiously: "Mr. Zhao Bankong, what's the matter, does Gongzi know?"

Zhou Jinyu's vision was already blurred, and now he only had one thing on his mind, collecting the body for the master. This is the only thing he promised his master Zhao Bankong, and the only thing he can do for his master.

Zhou Jinyu said in a trembling voice: "His old man is my master...", he stood up tremblingly, did not speak to anyone, and walked silently towards the door.

Lan Gongzi shouted, "Hey, where are you going?"

Zhou Jinyu did not answer.

Lan Gongzi suddenly became concerned about the person in front of him, and he threw down a broken silver on the table and hurriedly followed.

Two fast horses, fast as the wind. Zhou Jinyu wanted to rush to Zhouzhuang as quickly as possible, and to fulfill his promise there, but also to make up for his infinite guilt towards his master.

Zhao Bankong felt that he was old, and he wanted to go out for a walk. That day, after Zhao Bankong said goodbye to Zhou Jinyu, he packed up the five ingots of gold given by Yinran and went south.

The day before yesterday, Zhao Bankong had arrived at Zhouzhuang, a water town in the south of the Yangtze River.

On that day, Zhouzhuang was filled with water vapor, the mist was heavy, and it really rained in the evening.

The drunken rain inn is built by the water, the water of Taihu Lake flows slowly through Zhouzhuang, and there is a bay around the window of the drunken rain inn. Zhao Bankong was sitting on the wooden table by the window, writing something with a brush, he finished writing the last letter of his life with a calm expression, leaned back in his chair, and quietly watched the fine raindrops hit the turquoise water.

Zhao's half-empty door was not closed, but it was hidden, he seemed to be waiting for someone, and as if he was waiting for death.

The night in Zhouzhuang is silent.

The rain outside the window was getting heavier. The sound of the guqin was silently mixed with the sound of "ding ding dong" rain.

Zhao Bankong listened to this song, it was "Wangjiangnan". With the rain in the south of the Yangtze River, the sound of the piano is more fresh and elegant. Zhao Bankong only felt that the sound of the strings and pianos came leisurely, lingering in his ears, and then tossing and turning in his heart, as if he was caressing the melancholy that was stuck in his heart.

The door was slowly pushed open from the outside, and a bolt of lightning illuminated the night in Zhouzhuang.

Yelu Hanyan, the swordsman in the cloth, finally came in, still holding the 'Chixiao' in his hand.

The crimson hilt of the sword, the red silk that is more than an inch long.

Yelu slowly walked to Zhao Bankong's side, pulled a chair by himself, and sat opposite Zhao Bankong silently.

They didn't say a word to each other and looked at each other silently.

The crisp piano music was played slowly. The night in Zhouzhuang should be like this, quiet and beautiful.

The song "Wangjiangnan" is about to be played.

Suddenly, the sword light flashed, and Zhao Bankong's throat had already opened, and bright red blood gushed out. It splashed on the table, staining the letter that had just been written.

Zhao Bankong had already crawled on the table, allowing blood to flow out of his body wantonly.

Outside the window, there was only the sound of dripping rain.

There was only one lone lamp in the house.