Bai Xinyu breathed a sigh of relief, although he was worried, he was not too afraid of being nervous. Bai Qingyun's illness is a heart disease, and the attack is terrifying, but it is not fatal.

Bai Xinyu thought that he was not in a hurry, but he still sped up.

As soon as he entered the hall, he saw Bai Qingyun with his hair scattered, his clothes disheveled, looking for a place to hide. Seeing Shen Yi and the others, she didn't go to find her sister-in-law, but stumbled in front of Shen Yi, grabbed his sleeve, stared at his eyes, and quickly peeked around, as if there were countless fierce gods and demons chasing her in front and back. Her emaciated and haggard face was covered with cold sweat and tears, her eyes were full of horror, her voice was trembling and sharp and piercing, "Shen Daxia, stop them, they are here to kill me, they are here to kill me......"

Bai Xinyu held her and comforted her repeatedly: "Second sister, no one will come to kill you, don't be afraid, no one will kill you......"

Bai Qingyun broke free of Bai Xinyu's hand, grabbed Shen Yi tightly, and begged bitterly: "Shen Daxia, save me, save me, they are coming, you must catch them......"

Shen Yi held her arm, slowed down his voice, and said, "Mrs. Zhu, please rest assured, who do you think is going to kill you?"

Bai Qingyun burst into tears, couldn't cry, and said intermittently: "Shen Daxia, save me, I don't want to die......"

Before she finished speaking, her face suddenly changed, her body slid to the ground, almost shrunk into a ball, her frightened eyes were open, she didn't dare to look back, but she couldn't help but look behind her, and screamed: "He's coming, he's coming, he's coming to kill me......"

Shen Yi looked up and saw that there was no one behind Bai Qingyun, so he had to sigh softly, take her hand, and slowly input internal force to help her stabilize her mind.

After a while, Bai Qingyun let out a deep moan in his throat, pursed his eyes, looked at Shen Yi sadly, and said: "Shen Daxia, you must believe me, Zhu Tianwei is here to kill me, I know, I know, I saw that he was holding a knife, so he came to kill me, please, save me......"

When everyone heard this, they were all shocked and moved, although they had seen Zhu Tianwei die tragically under the poisonous needle, and they had seen him being buried in a coffin, but they couldn't help but feel a chill behind them.

Shen Yi's eyes were like lightning, and he looked at Bai Qingyun carefully, not knowing if what she said was a little true, or if it was just a complete crazy delusion.

Bai Qingyun suddenly straightened her face, wiped the tears on her face, stood up straight, pulled her shirt, and said to Bai Xinyu: "Third sister, don't worry, I'm fine." ”

At that moment, she seemed to regain her senses, and although there was still a slight look of shame on her face, she was dignified and self-controlled. She turned to look at the crowd, turned around and left. After taking a few steps, she stopped at the door again, looked down and thought about it, turned around, looked at Shen Yi fixedly, and said, "Fang just lost his temper, and I hope Shen Daxia will not blame." ”

Shen Yi looked at her, the question in his eyes was unsolved, but he said softly: "I wish Mrs. peace of mind, if necessary, just inform me." ”

Bai Qingyun smiled miserably and said, "Thank you Shen Daxia for your concern." She paused for a moment, then seemed to be talking to herself, and whispered, "It is better to die clean than to be unhappy and frightened." After speaking, she never looked back, and Bai Xinyu helped her back to the room.

Bai Xinyu settled Bai Qingyun and walked out with his head down. She didn't look as serene as usual, her eyes were red, and her face was stained with tears.

Hua Susu took her hand, and just after a few words of comfort, Bai Xinyu's tears were already flowing.

When Sheng Dong came to see him, he didn't speak, he went to pour a cup of tea and silently placed it on Bai Xinyu's table.

Bai Xinyu looked up at her gratefully, Sheng Donglai's heart jumped suddenly, and he only felt that these beautiful eyes with tears in their eyes, their ability to pierce people's hearts was really more powerful than that of a swordsmanship master.

Hua Susu said, "How is Mrs. Zhu?"

Bai Xinyu shook his head and said, "It's okay, I've taken medicine and I've slept." ”

Hua Susu patted Bai Xinyu's hand and said, "If I can still sleep, it means that it is much better, if I am not comfortable, I will not be able to sleep." ”

Bai Xinyu had tears in his eyes, but he couldn't help but smile and said, "Do you also have times when you can't sleep?"

Hua Susu looked at her very seriously and said, "Of course I can't sleep sometimes. She sighed softly and continued, "I can't sleep when I have something on my mind." ”

Bai Xinyu glanced at Shen Yi and said with a smile: "You also have something on your mind? What is on your mind, tell me and listen to it? Is it for whom?"

Hua Susu knew that he had lost his words, pushed Bai Xinyu, and said angrily: "What are you talking about?"

Bai Xinyu saw that her cheeks were flushed, she smiled secretly in her heart, and she didn't say anything more. She thought about the unhappiness of her sister's marriage, and now she was sick and incurable, and she couldn't help but be sad and shed tears again.

Hua Susu hurriedly said: "I wish Mrs. Madame's condition has eased, you should also be careful about your body, don't worry so much." My eldest brother knows a good doctor, I can ask my eldest brother to ask the doctor to come and heal Mrs. Zhu. ”

Bai Xinyu was still worried, and said: "The second sister has a heart disease, even if her body is cured, the pain in her heart will not be healed." ”

Hua Susu knew the story, but she could only sigh, not knowing how to comfort her.

Shen Yi suddenly asked, "Why did Mrs. Fang just say that life is so scared?"

Bai Xinyu said: "The second sister has always been unhappy with Brother Zhu, and she is unhappy. ”

Hua Susu glanced at Shen Yi and asked helpfully, "What Brother Shen means is that even if Mrs. Zhu and her husband are not in harmony, they are only sad and disappointed, how can they be worried?"

Shen Yi smiled at Hua Susu and nodded, and also asked, "Yes, Miss Bai, do you know, does Mrs. Zhu really have anything to fear?"

"Afraid?" Bai Xinyu looked at Shen Yi and then at Hua Susu, with a blank expression, and said, "I don't know, and she never said it." I only know that she was very reluctant to marry Brother Zhu, but the first two years were quite peaceful, but in the past six months, her temperament has suddenly changed greatly, she is crazy all day long, and she often gets sick, always saying that someone wants to kill her, but she can't say why, and seeing Brother Zhu is like a mouse seeing a cat, and she is afraid to die. In my opinion, although the eldest brother wishes to be bad to the second sister, he will never kill her, otherwise my eldest brother will not give up. ”

Shen Yi stopped talking, only feeling that his heart was as heavy as a boulder.

It was dark, and everyone dispersed, but Shen Yi walked out of Zhujiazhuang, walked to the side of the mountain, stood still, and looked around.

The night was thick, and the stars in the sky seemed to be a little heavy and could not be hung. Under the bleak moonlight, the twin peaks on the left and right sides of Yuwu Mountain were swarthy, losing Zhong Ling's handsomeness in the daytime, just like two ugly giants standing alone between heaven and earth. The dense trees resemble the hair of a giant, and they are also black and oppressive, which makes people feel heavy and gloomy.

He turned around slowly, looked at the dimly lit Zhujiazhuang, and couldn't help but sigh. This once glorious Zhujiazhuang only fell from the peak to the trough overnight, and it will not take long for the Zhu family to work hard for several generations under the Nuo family's business, which is likely to fade from people's vision silently.

How long can the reputation and wealth that can be built with great effort can be maintained? Zhu Tianwei is shrewd and heroic, like the sky, but on the day of his birth, he died tragically under the poisonous needle in an instant, and he ended up in vain.

Why do some people always go to great lengths to control not only their own destiny, but also the fate of others? In the end, can they really change their own destiny?

Who killed Zhu Tianwei? What was the purpose? What was the origin of that killer organization? And who was the mastermind behind it?

Shen Yi looked up at the sky and sighed softly. Although he runs around the rivers and lakes, hoes and punishes evil, never fears hard work, and seems to be doing his best, who knows that deep in his heart, he has always had a deep longing. How he wished that there would be no more treacherous tricks in this world, and that there would be no more murder and hatred, so that everyone could live their lives happily and peacefully......

But he also knows very well that this is just his hope, a wishful thinking that can even be said to be, as long as people's hearts are full of all kinds of **, there will always be trickery and murder.

Sheng Donglai followed behind Shen Yi and also came to the top. He didn't speak, found a boulder next to him, and sat down heavily. He untied the long sword behind his back, crossed it on his lap, and while reaching out to stroke the long sword, he stared at the right peak opposite with wide eyes, trying to see clearly, as if he wanted to see the night like ink, and see the cultivation village where Bai Xinyu was born and raised. He didn't hide his good impression of Bai Xinyu at all, and he didn't feel embarrassed. His pursuit of affection, like the pursuit of swordsmanship, is persistent and passionate.

He withdrew his gaze and looked at Shen Yi, looking at this person and the sword on this person's waist. A swordsman wearing an Xiaolong must be as calm and sharp as this ancient famous blade, right?

Sheng Donglai suddenly said, "Shen Daxia, why don't you compete with me?"

Shen Yi didn't speak.

Sheng Donglai said again: "Although you are from the government, you are also a swordsman. The greatest pursuit of a swordsman in life is to never stop climbing the peak of swordsmanship, and I don't believe that you have no passion for swordsmanship. ”

Shen Yi was silent for a long time before he nodded and said, "You're right, every swordsman aspires to be able to achieve the highest level of swordsmanship. ”

He only said one word, and then became silent again. How could he forget the hardships of learning swords? He could not forget the great joy that arose in his heart whenever his swordsmanship improved. And every time you meet a strong opponent, every time you hold the dragon, the surging passion in your heart is also unforgettable.

Sheng Donglai slapped the long sword on his knee and said, "Since you know the pursuit of a swordsman, why don't you compete with me?"

Shen Yi turned his head to look at him, then turned his eyes to look at the vast sky in the distance, and after a long time, he said slowly: "I don't know." ”

He wasn't dealing with Sheng Donglai casually, he was telling the truth. He really didn't know, and he couldn't tell.

In the past ten years, he has made his debut in the rivers and lakes and devoted himself to the government, from a hot-blooded teenager to the Qingtian Mansion, he has experienced too much, experienced the warmth and beauty of the human heart, and also experienced the sinister and vicious of the human heart.

He suddenly felt a little tired.

I have seen too much, experienced too much, and sometimes, his always stable and strong heart has also made waves, and when he hesitates, he will have questions, what is the purpose of being so persistent?

The more experienced he is, the more traitors he has personally captured, and the countless cases he has solved, but how have there ever been fewer murderers in this world?

He painstakingly studied swordsmanship, and his martial arts became higher and higher, but for what? Just to defeat his opponent?

He really didn't know.

For many years, his fame has grown, as if he was being pushed by a thought, and he kept moving forward, and once he stopped, looked down and thought, he suddenly found that he was actually just a person, standing alone on the long road in the darkness with no end in sight, where could there be a resting place?

Sheng Donglai didn't understand, and asked in surprise: "You said you don't know? A swordsman lives for swords, doesn't Shen Yi, the mighty Jiangnan hero, know what he lives for?"

"I don't know. Shen Yi said it again, hesitated slightly, and a shining light suddenly shot out of his eyes, and then said slowly: "Maybe I know." He knew that he did not live only for superb swordsmanship, nor for a chivalrous reputation, but what did he live for?

Sheng Donglai looked at Shen Yi intently, and saw that his whole body seemed to be emitting dazzling light.

Sheng Donglai looked down at the long sword on his knee again, and then looked up at the Xiaolong that was deeply hidden in the sword box, and there seemed to be a little light in his heart, as if he understood something, but it seemed that he was still in the dark.