The two men who came stood on the stone pavement next to the flower pond at the bottom of the steps. Wearing red clothes and black robes, the pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info is an old man with wrinkles on his face and a rickety body.

Her gray hair was tied in a knot at the back of her head, and a few small flowers were inserted on each side, and the expression on her face looked a little dark and strange in the hazy, pale moonlight. She had a dragon's head cane in her hand, and the crooked cane was unknowingly taken from the roots of the old tree, and it seemed to be even more vicissitudes, scorched, and ugly than the old man's face! And this old woman, she was the master of the Golden Rain Palace in Huangshi Town-Changshan Demon Woman Zuo Chunni.

The other was a middle-aged man, he was burly and majestic, and he wore a royal blue cotton robe with a collar and a goose-yellow satin robe outside. He has a Chinese face, and there is a scar under the left eye bag, about the position of a finger beard, which must be an unforgettable scar left by him when he traveled south and north.

His eyelids looked fat and puffy, which made his two eyeballs seriously squeezed, and could only reveal a little bit of light to the outside world, so when he looked at Zhou Ping with such squinted eyes, Zhou Ping didn't blame him at all. Not only that, but he was empty-handed, but he hung two round weapons from a red belt around his right waist.

These two round things, people with a little experience in the rivers and lakes know that they are a pair of alphabet meteor hammers. Two of these black balls, still hanging from his waist at night, make people laugh when they see them, because most people think that those two balls, when he walks, roll around, will not his waist feel itchy! or produce other strange feelings?

And this person is also a person from the Golden Rain Palace, his name is Miao Jinlong, and he is the owner of the Golden Rain Palace in Phoenix City. Zhou Ping joined the Golden Rain Palace that year, and it was through this person that he was introduced, so there were only two people in the Golden Rain Palace in Phoenix City - the Fang master Miao Jinlong, and the member Zhou Ping.

In western Guangdong, there was a Zhoujia village, and there was also a man named Zhou Ping in this village; on the sea returning from the East to the East on a large passenger ship, there was an Oriental man on board who was unruly and was killed by him.

Later, for some reason, the people of the Golden Rain Palace chased him everywhere, so he fled all the way and hid in Phoenix City. On a windy and dark night, there was an Oriental samurai, his name was Jiro Sato, and on that night, he came to Phoenix.

At that time, Zhou Ping, the shopkeeper of the "Piaoxiang Teahouse", happened to come out of the "Piaoxiang Teahouse" in a horse-drawn carriage and was about to drive north along the street leading from north to south -- as usual, back to his small courtyard at the foot of the north mountain in Phoenix.

But at that moment he saw a man dressed in black and holding a black Oriental samurai sword in his hand, walking alone along the road with a pair of clogs at his feet, and standing in the way of his carriage.

Zhou Ping felt strange, grabbed the carriage and asked: "Friend, can you let me let my carriage pass for a while!" His tone was very gentle, and he could completely feel that the other party was not asking for you, he was discussing with you.

The man slowly turned around, and then slowly raised his head again. Under the reflection of the lantern, Zhou Ping found that he was about twenty years old, with a high knot on his head, his face was white, his expression was serious, and the light in his eyes was like the green light from the eyes of a leopard.

"Your name is Zhou Ping," the man leisurely raised his marble-like, calm, serious face, looked at Zhou Ping, who was the shopkeeper of the teahouse, and asked, "Ohno Zov, you killed him." ”

At that moment, Zhou Ping had already realized the seriousness of the matter, after all, he had been hiding for seven or eight years, and he was still found by the other party. However, he still did not panic, but took the opportunity to glance at the parting hook that he had carried with him all the year round, "I don't know who you are talking about!" he said, "I only remember that eight years ago, I killed an Oriental man dressed like you on a passenger ship bound for our Middle-earth!"

The other party's expression was still as calm and serious as marble, and he always looked at him coldly, "My name is Jiro Sato," he said, "That person is my father's killer, and I have lived for revenge since I was a child—in order to find this person for revenge, I practiced my sword skills hard, and vowed to kill this father's killer named Ono Sao with my own hands!"

Hearing this, Zhou Ping was completely relaxed, and he only now knew that people had come to him not to take revenge, but to thank him! Therefore, he couldn't help but laugh -- laughing at his nervousness just now. "Oh, so it is," he said with a smile, "it's nothing, and any bloody man would have been generous in that situation, and it's hard for you to remember it all the time after so long." ”

Finally, he shook the reins of his horse, intending to tell him not to be careful, that your father-in-law was leaving, and that he was ready to go, "Brother Sato," he said, "this is a small matter, and I am already very relieved that you have this sincerity today, and all the actions and words of gratitude are no longer needed, and I have not yet eaten dinner, and I must go home and eat." We'll meet later!" he said, shaking the reins, thinking that the other party would consciously give way to him.

But unexpectedly, Sato Jiro didn't mean to give way at all, and even he still looked at Zhou Ping with such a cold and serious expression, and there was no intention to thank him at all in his expression;

This made Zhou Ping feel incredible!

"Brother Sato, do you have anything else to say?" he asked this time, looking tentatively at the other party.

In Sato Jiro's eyes, the atmosphere of killing became more and more intense, and even the tall white horse pulling the carriage by Zhou Ping heard it, causing a panic and causing it to take several steps back. However, Zhou Ping did not let go of the reins in his hand for a moment, so that the horse fell into a dilemma.

"I said that I was going to kill this man named Ōno Tsao with my own hands," said Sato Jiro coldly, "and he died at your hands, which made my goal in this world disappear forever;

"Mr. Sato, you can't think like that!" Zhou Ping immediately interrupted him and said, "Since you have been practicing your sword technique hard to make yourself strong and grow strong in order to avenge your deceased father, this is a good thing that inspires you, and I deeply understand! However, now that your father-killing enemy has been killed by me, it means that your hatred has disappeared in this world." Now, you're going to try to choose a new ...... life."

"I chose a new life!" Before he could finish speaking, Jiro Sato interrupted him.

"And what is the lifestyle you have chosen again?" he asked because he wanted to know how he was living now.

However, Jiro Sato's answer almost made him vomit blood.

"The way I chose to live my life again was to tell myself that I must kill the person who destroyed my target for revenge. His words were cold, like freezing rain on a snowy and rainy day, and hit Zhou Ping mercilessly.