November 13 of the third year of Xianping, Luoyang. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Jia San woke up from a coma, and the first thing that caught his eye was a face, a face that was a little handsome in the wild, but unpleasant because of his drunken appearance.

Jia San has worked with the owner of this face for nearly half a year, and since Sikong Gu entered Jiangning, it was this man named Ren Xiafeng who took over some of Jia San's previous work. Killing people has always been Jia San's favorite job. Watching the corpses splash into the air, this kind of morbid beauty, Jia San couldn't suppress the liking in his heart.

But Ren Xiafeng hates to do these things, for some reason, this wicked person who obviously killed his own master and father's whole family, but there are some righteous people in the rivers and lakes who have never had, the fear of killing.

"Are you awake?"

Ren Xiafeng is always drunk, even after rescuing Jia San, even when the situation in Luoyang is unstable and Sikong Gu is fighting with Shenmen, Ren Xiafeng is unwilling to abandon the wine gourd in his hand. Now squatting in front of the bed, looking at Jia San, who had to lie in the house because the pipa bone was worn, he still carried this wine gourd in his hand.

"You're here to save me?"

Jia San, who was willing to save his life, faced this life-saving benefactor, but he didn't dare to judge himself. Sure enough, Ren Xiafeng shook his head and said:

"I'm here to kill you. ”

Jia San was not the slightest surprised, Ren Xiafeng did not hesitate at all, after seeing Jia San's expression clearly, Ren Xiafeng shook his head and said with a wry smile: "I thought you would be surprised." ”

"I'm already a wreck. ”

The pain in his back, the pain in his limbs, as he regained consciousness, these pains continued to rush straight to Jia San's head from all over his body, but Jia San did not feel that life was worse than death because of these pains, nor did he choose to give up his life because of these pains.

"Indeed, you are no longer useful. ”

As Ren Xiafeng said, if Friday is just an internal injury, just a damn damage, Yuan Heng Gong's "Yuan Heng Shouzhen" formula can repair its meridians and continue its life. So Jia San's current injury is not something that can be rescued by profound internal skills. Gu Zhengqi didn't think about letting Jia San live at all, and the reason why Jia San was left alive was just to extract more things related to Sikong Gu from Jia San's mouth.

The pipa bone was pierced, his limbs were broken, and the only place where Jia San's body was intact was about his tongue and five fingers of his right hand. Such a waste person, even if all the famous doctors from ancient times to the present gather together, they can only say that they lack skills.

"So...... What are you going to do with me?"

Jia San said this plainly, as if he wanted to take advantage of someone else, not his own half-dead body.

"You're smart. ”

Ren Xiafeng was not surprised by Jia San's calmness, in fact, even if it was not Jia San lying in front of him today, but Guo Si or Friday, Ren Xiafeng would not be surprised. The people under Sikong's lonely hands are all like this, and Ren Xiafeng already knows this.

"The head of the family means that you died in Luoyang, so that the head of the family has a reason to enter Luoyang City, and also has a reason to kill someone. ”

"For the sake of ...... Justified?"

"Third brother, you also know how valuable the word 'name' is. ”

Ren Xiafeng laughed, this smile was as usual, drunk, and people always questioned whether this person was a drunkard or a likable drunk.

But the words that came out of Ren Xiafeng's mouth were not drunken words, his appearance was a little crazy, but everyone who knew him would not think that he was an ordinary drunkard, let alone likable. If a drunk can understand people, can do personnel, and can do things better than ordinary people, then no one will think that he is drunk.

Jia San naturally won't, although he is in pain all over his body and can't move on the bed, his tongue is good, although his ears are bleeding on the surface, he is not deaf, but the world in his eyes is a little hazy, but Ren Xiafeng is so close to him, he can see clearly after all.

"Indeed, why didn't Brother Ren do it yet?"

"I was a little confused and couldn't ask the head of the family, but fortunately the head of the family only asked me to do this one thing, and he didn't say the time limit, so I wanted to ask some things more clearly. Ren Xiafeng smiled, scratched his head like a child, and seemed a little shy, "I hope the third brother can answer these questions for me." ”

"If you want to ask, I can't stop you...... Then just ask, and give it a good time when you're done. Jia San didn't know what kind of medicine Ren Xiafeng was selling in his gourd, and after hesitating for a moment, he still agreed to Ren Xiafeng's request.

"Isn't the third brother afraid of death?" If someone else asks this question, most of the people asked will think that the questioner is a provocation, but at this moment, whether it is Ren Xiafeng, who asked this question generously, or Jia San, who is expressionless, they only regard this question as simple as chatting between friends.

"Afraid, who is not afraid of death? It's just that I'm much more afraid, and I get used to it, and after I get used to it, I feel that I'm not afraid. It's just that now that you say in front of me that you want to send me on the road, I realize that I am still afraid. ”

"The third brother is so timid, if it were me, I would know that I would die in the next moment, and I would probably be so scared that I would leak urine. After that, Ren Xiafeng suddenly laughed.

"You just want to know the answer to this question?" Jia San looked at Ren Xiafeng's twisted posture in his eyes, but there was a burst of unhappiness in his heart, and he began to regret agreeing to tell Ren Xiafeng some answers.

What is the problem that Ren Xiafeng can hide and be difficult to talk about?

Seeing that Jia San saw through his thoughts, Ren Xiafeng no longer hid it, he smiled, and said: "The third brother is as wise as a torch, and he can't hide it, there is only one question that I haven't thought of an answer after thinking about it for more than half a year...... And this question can only be answered by the third brother for me. ”

Jia San was silent, he was suddenly a little scared, a little regretful, why did he agree to Ren Xiafeng's request, could it be that "people are about to die, and their words are also good"?

Ren Xiafeng didn't let Jia San make a new choice: "Why is the third brother willing to die for the head of the family? No, or rather...... What is the real purpose of the head of the ......house? Is it really for revenge? The murderer who killed Master Sikong and left the head of the family alone, is it really Yang Feiqiu?"

"Question...... Too much. ”

Jia San's evasion made Ren Xiafeng determined to pursue.

"Simple, then, master...... No, what is your purpose, third brother?" (To be continued.) )