Who's the one to look for?

Wang Yongzhen knew that the old beggar was referring to his friend who had good hands and eyes, the factory man of Dongchang, but when he left the village, he thought about it and finally gave up again.

The reasons for this are complex. I don't know when the relationship between him, Yamazaki Ryuya, and Xu Ruyi faded, and even drifted apart. Is it distance? Wang Yongzhen felt that it was more about the means of acting.

Xu Ruyi's merciless killing made him feel unacceptable. Especially after the purge after he returned from Ganzhou, and after Ouyang was taken captive, they never met again, let alone said a word.

In fact, Wang Yongzhen knew that as long as he opened his mouth, Xu Ruyi would still help him, but he just didn't want to open his mouth.

"Actually, you don't have to look for him. Just bring the master back?" Wang Yongzhen thought for a while, turned around and went back to Zhuangzi, he wanted to find a Zhuangke to borrow something.

The ancient capital in the rain is quiet and melodious, with an indescribable sense of heaviness.

Danyangzi held the rain hat on his head, lowered his head, tightened the poncho on his body, and hurried all the way to the south. After passing through the Zhengyang Gate, and walking out of the ten miles away, a green cloth carriage was parked on the side of the road, and a heroic horse was tied to a tree not far away, it seems that the owner of the carriage has been waiting for a long time.

"Father-in-law, father-in-law. ”

"You're the only one?" the feminine voice was a little puzzled, a miserable white hand covered with scars and sword marks, lifted the corner of the car curtain, lifted it, and put it down again: "What about your good apprentice?

Danyangzi lowered his head and replied in a deep voice: "He won't come." ”

After a moment of silence, the feminine voice sounded again: "We should have told you when we gave you medicine before, as long as you take an antidote every six months, the medicine you take is not only harmless to your body, but beneficial." And if you don't get the antidote ... ”

"It's just a death. Danyangzi raised her head, looking unconcerned.

"It's not just about dying, it's about not being able to live, not being able to die. As if sensing Danyangzi's attitude of treating death as home, the owner of the voice suddenly became a little annoyed: "Do you believe it or not, our family will kill you now!"

"Please. ”

"Then believe it or not, our family killed and injured Qingcheng Mountain, pouted your Qingcheng Ancestral Court, and cut off your Qingcheng Dao system!"

"Please. ”

"Then do you believe that our family will enter Nanjing City now and take the life of your apprentice?"

"Do you dare?" Danyangzi suddenly became angry, and then his face turned flat again: "Yongzhen has his back to Dongchang, has a relationship with the emperor, and is the owner of the first village in the world. If my father-in-law had the ability to take his life in Nanjing, then there would be no need to talk nonsense to the old Taoist here. ”

"Well, yes, our family really doesn't have the ability to do this. But... Hey," after the mocking laughter, the feminine voice became playful: "I don't care about my own life, and my ancestors don't care about it, why do we talk more about you as soon as we talk about the Qingcheng outcast? It seems that Wang Yongzhen doesn't have a good relationship with you." ”

Danyangzi's cheeks twitched a few times unconsciously, and he tried to reply in a flat tone: "Old Dao doesn't know what my father-in-law is talking about. ”

"No, you know. The laughter in the car was even worse: "Old Dao, you are also stupid, if you really don't care about anything, why don't you just leave and come to see our family? Our family was also stupid before, in fact, why use you to go and tell that Wang Yongzhen in person? As long as you are captured, how can Wang Yongzhen not be obedient?"

The autumn water was shining, Danyangzi drew his sword in his hand, stabbed straight with a sword, broke the rain curtain, and pierced into the source of the sound in the car window.

"Poof!"

The sound of the long sword entering the flesh is very familiar, Danyangzi was overjoyed, and he was about to draw the sword and stab again, but the long sword seemed to be caught by something, and the strength was so strong that Danyangzi couldn't pull out the sword with all his strength.

"Ahhhhh!!!h

"Boom!"

At the moment when the carriage exploded, Danyangzi's strong palm was caught by the owner, and under the skylight, there was no trace of Lushan's true face to hide.

Is this a person? or a monster?

Zhou was covered with black keratin, and there was no trace of human appearance on Zhou's body except for the whites of his eyes and the shape of the human body.

Danyangzi's long sword stabbed into the shoulder of the black monster, and it came out through his back, but not a trace of blood flowed out of the wound.

"Danyoko. Don't bother with it. If it hadn't been for you, you would have died the last time I saw you. Wouldn't it be nice to save some effort?" the black monster laughed, and waved a hand knife lightly in his free hand, and the black light and shadow flashed, and after two "swish" sounds, with a miserable scream, two severed arms flew up in the air.

When the black hand was not allowed to be released, he grabbed Danyangzi's neck and tightened it hard.

"Ahh Boom, boom. ”

"It's ugly, it's the same as a hen crowing. The monster took a sip: "Don't worry, you're a baby, and we don't want to kill you." ”

Danyangzi's face turned from blue to red, and finally dark purple.

"Ruined our carriage, our family still wants to heal you, alas, no wonder the master said that our family has a Buddha fate. The monster beckoned, and the horses under the tree came running with broken steps. The monster waved his hand and threw Danyangzi, who had passed out, on the horse's back: "Hmm... You can't just leave, you have to leave some traces for the surnamed Wang... There you go!"

He casually pulled out the long sword inserted in his shoulder, and then stabbed Danyangzi's two broken arms together like a string of sugar gourds, and walked to a nearby tree.

He tore off a large piece of bark with his hands, pointed to make a sword, brushed a few times, and then nailed two broken arms to the tree, and then turned over and got on the horse.

The skin like ink slowly retreated towards the heart, revealing its true face in the blink of an eye: the scabies on the smooth skin were vertical and horizontal, and there were no less than a hundred and ten paths, even on the head and face, it was the same, like the evil ghost who crawled out of the hell of the knife mountain.

"Xu Ruyi, for the sake of the prince and for the sake of our family ourselves, you must die, and you can't live if it is related to you!"

The sound of the horse's hooves faded away, the bloody breath slowly dissipated, the fresh blood mixed into the soil under the rain and became the nourishment of the grass and trees, everything gradually calmed down, fortunately, the long sword nailed to the trunk of the tree did not grow legs away, and the profound handwriting would not be erased.

"Wang, Wang, huh, ha, ha, ha... ”

About an hour, or even longer, Wang Yongzhen led a big yellow dog to this place and became under the tree.

The severed arm was still dripping with blood, and there were only eight short words on the bare trunk: you know what to do