Duan Yingsi's heart was upset. He asked such a ridiculous question, not so much to seek an answer, but to want Ding Yu to give him an explanation that would reassure him.

Such an explanation is not difficult for Ding Yu at all. He can say that he was almost drowned since he fell into the sand river, but he overcame his fear of water between life and death, and then learned to swim further. This explanation is not perfect, but at least it makes sense. And what Duan Ying wants is actually just a reasonable explanation.

However, this explanation turned around in Ding Yu's mind, and he was thrown out of the clouds. He suddenly thought that the reason why he wanted to stay by Duan Yingsi's side before was just to sabotage Murong Longcheng's conspiracy and hold Duan Yingsi's life in order to complete the cause and effect of seizing the house. Now that Murong Longcheng was seriously injured and retreated, the conspiracy to engulf Dali has disappeared, and he has turned against Duan Yingsi, his goal has been completely achieved, and it is time to leave.

Ding Yu looked directly at Duan Yingsi's eyes, shook his head gently, and said, "I'm sorry, Master, I'm not your son. Your son, Duan Suke, has already been killed by Bao Changfeng, the fourth general of Murong Dragon City. I'm just a stand-in, and their purpose was ......"

He told Duan Yingsi about Murong Longcheng's conspiracy completely, and finally said: "My real surname is Ding, my single name is Yu, and between the thumb and index finger of my left foot, there is a pale cyan character 'between', which is the mark that Murong Longcheng and others used to distinguish me from Duan Suke. Master has the grace of passing on art to me, and I don't want to lie to you. If you want to kill me, I have nothing to say. ”

Duan Yingsi's face was like ashes, and the sword qi on his fingertips was swallowed several times, but looking at the face that was exactly the same as his son, he couldn't do anything about it; he looked down at Ding Yu's left foot, as if he wanted to verify what Ding Yu said, but his hand trembled and stretched halfway, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the hand finally hung down weakly.

Ding Yu saw Duan Yingsi's hair turn from black to gray at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then he turned around in despair, staggered into the forest, and disappeared.

After this battle, Duan Yingsi was discouraged, and no longer had the intention of competing for the throne, so he took the initiative to return to Dali Tianlong Temple to become a monk, devote himself to practicing Buddhism, and eventually became a generation of monks. In addition to the six-vein sword, he also realized the Kurong Zen Gong and left two peerless inheritances for Tianlong Temple, which will not be mentioned later.

Ding Yu saw Duan Yingsi leave lonely, and he also felt embarrassed in his heart. But at the same time as Duan Yingsi turned around, he suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of relaxation all over his body. He immediately realized that the last trace of obsession from Duan Suke's physical body had finally dissipated! The cause and effect of this seizure had finally come to an end!

The joy of finally being free diluted the only trace of sadness, and Ding Yu began to plan with great interest, next to travel the world, search for heaven and earth spiritual objects, and practice martial arts at the same time, so as to achieve the top as soon as possible and challenge the world's masters......

He was about to be happy, when a hoarse voice suddenly sounded behind him, "It turns out that there is another fish that has slipped through the net." ”

Ding Yu was shocked, turned his head to look, but saw that the big black man who was fighting with Murong Qi before had walked not far behind him at some point, his dark face was a little gray, and there was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth.

Just as Ding Yu was secretly looking at the black man, another voice came from the front, "General Gao is injured?"

Ding Yu turned his head, and there was obviously no one in front of him before, but at this time there was a personable Taoist, who was the Xiaoyaozi he had seen not long ago! He and the black man were one after the other, sandwiching Ding Yu in the middle. Ding Yu secretly smiled bitterly, not to mention that he was now in a good state, even if he was in good condition, he couldn't fight either of the two, so he simply kept silent and rushed to the acupoint by himself.

Xiaoyaozi and Hei Dahan also turned a blind eye to Ding Yu, and Hei Dahan said: "Shicai was fighting with that little Murong, and suddenly that old Murong rushed out and slapped me, but he seemed to be seriously injured, and after beating me back, he ran away with Xiao Murong, and my injury was not too serious." By the way, what should this kid do, kill or release?"

Xiaoyaozi glanced at Ding Yu, who was beside him, and said with a smile: "This little monk is a little interesting, and he has something to do with Murong Longcheng's affairs, I'll take it with me first and ask clearly." General Gao, I have placed the Empress Dowager Zhou, and now the list is estimated to be in hand, and this matter can be regarded as over. ”

General Gao nodded silently and left in stride.

Xiaoyaozi approached Ding Yu and asked, "You just said that your name is Ding Yu?"

Ding Yu opened his eyes and asked rhetorically, "Did you hear what I said to my master just now......?"

Xiaoyaozi patted Ding Yu on the shoulder and said: "Don't worry, Dali and the Great Song Dynasty are not enemy countries, and your master has no trouble messing with my Great Song Dynasty, and I have no intention of embarrassing it, with his martial arts, I think he will be able to return to Dali safely soon." ”

Ding Yu first breathed a sigh of relief, and then was stunned, it turned out that Xiaoyaozi patted him lightly on the shoulder, and he had unlocked the acupoint that was sealed by Duan Yingsi. Before he could understand Xiaoyaozi's intentions, he was taken aback by his next sentence - "Coincidentally, there is also a little monk named Ding Yu in my hunting village, and you should not only have the same name and surname!"

Ding Yuqi said: "Are you hunting in the village?

Xiaoyaozi stretched out his hand and nodded his head, and said with a smile: "Poor Daotian is the master of the hunting village, and the three hundred and twenty-seven hunters in the hunting village are all pretended to be with me. ”

Ding Yu was stunned by the amount of information in this sentence for a long time, and finally only four words came out, "No wonder! Admire!" He paused, and then continued: "But since you heard it just now, you should know that I don't know much about Murong Longcheng's plan, and everything I know has already been said once, with your memory, I don't think I need to repeat it again, right?"

"Having said that," Xiaoyaozi said, "What you said is true or false, and it still needs to be verified, so I temporarily wronged you to join me, and when I figure out what happened, I will let you go." ”

In this way, Ding Yu was escorted back to Kaifeng Mansion by Xiaoyaozi.

Along the way, Xiaoyaozi did not restrain Ding Yu in the way of points or shackles, but took him with him, and from time to time he told him some anecdotes about the rivers and lakes, as well as strange cases in the hunting village. Although Ding Yu didn't understand the meaning of Xiaoyaozi's move, he knew that people were swords and I was fish, so he naturally wouldn't try to escape with boredom, and he was happy to chat with Xiaoyaozi. In addition to not being free, this escort is actually more like a publicly-funded tour.

In fact, the reason why Xiaoyaozi wanted to take Ding Yu with him was not because he had much to do with Murong Longcheng. For him, as long as he got the list of the old ministers of the Later Zhou Dynasty from the mouth of the Empress Dowager Zhou, and pulled out the hidden dangers of the Great Song Dynasty, the rest, including the escaped Murong Longcheng himself, was not taken into his eyes, let alone Ding Yu.

His purpose was actually to love talents and to take Ding Yu as a disciple. (To be continued.) )