Myths Begin From Boys' Gong

Chapter 750 The Lame Old Man (for subscription)

At night, within the dark clouds that had been gloomy for a long time, a dazzling electric light finally flickered, lighting up the dark county town several times, and just now the sound of rumbling thunder came from far and near in the sky.

The strong wind blows and slaps people's faces, and one can smell thick moisture, which is cold and waking, and it is expected that a heavy rain will come soon.

Outside the swaying lantern flames, Zhang Dun was wearing a freshly changed coarse cloth and hurried ahead. While identifying the path from his memory, he introduced the location and layout of the neighborhood to Meng Zhao and Wei Qi.

The inn where Meng Zhao lived was in the southern district, and the inn where Chen Sheng's wife and children lived was Datongfang on the west side of the eastern district of the county.

Therefore, early in the morning, Wei Qi dragged Zhang Dun to use his lightness skills to gallop to the Eastern District. When he reached the nearest boundary, he just put the man down, and Zhang Dun pointed out the direction and rushed towards the Chen family.

Along the way, Zhang Dun's performance was not bad, he didn't talk much, but when he said something, he followed Meng Zhao's favour, said something meaningful, and seldom uttered nonsense.

Of course, what made Meng Zhao more satisfied was that Zhang Dun had been working in the inn all year round, seeing all directions and listening to all directions. He had a very detailed understanding of Kunnan, and even Yanzhou as a whole. Perhaps some of them were hearsay. But at least in Kunnan County, it is quite credible, and even he has a general understanding of Kunnan.

Not long after, the three of them came to the gate of a private house, which was also the destination of this trip, Chen Sheng's mansion.

Under the dark, moonless night sky, under the bright red door plaque with the words "Chen Mansion" written on it, there is a wreath specially used for funerals, and a white leather lantern is hung on each side. Through the white cloth, you can faintly see the green burning inside fireworks.

The two stone lions were originally mighty and domineering town houses. At some point, they were splashed with red blood. Under the environment of white lanterns, green fireworks, pitch-black night, and stormy weather, they looked extraordinarily eerie, terrifying, like A haunted house in the deep mountains and old forests.

When Zhang Dun saw the blood stains on the stone lion and the scratches on the wooden pillars on both sides of the gate that seemed to have been chopped by an axe, Zhang Dun showed anger, clenched his fists, and turned to Meng Zhaodao.
"Please look, my lord, this is the good deed of those guys in the city who were taught by Chen Daxia. It's just blood. I heard that on the day Chen Daxia passed away, someone threw firecrackers into the inner house to intimidate Chen Liu. Shi and Chen Tai couldn't go on with the disturbed funeral.

Later, the Chen family's servants and servants couldn't bear it. They walked and fled, and took away a lot of family wealth.

It is said that now there is only one blind and lame old man left in the Chen residence, living and dying with the Chen family. "

Although Zhang Dun was talking to Meng Zhao, the more he spoke, the more angry he became, and there was a bit of sonorous and sad sound in his words.

The majestic Kunnan swordsman, the well-known master of swordsmanship, the hero, after his death, his relatives in his family had such a tragic experience, it is really embarrassing and unbearable.

Meng Zhao smiled, and his impression of Zhang Dun was not bad. He has a kind heart, which is better than a wolf-hearted guy, and it is convenient and smooth to use.

comforted,
"Okay, since I decided to intervene in this matter, I won't let the situation continue to deteriorate, and those guys who made trouble will have a chance to settle accounts with them sooner or later.

Just go knock on the door and tell me that I admire the name of Hero Chen, and I'm here to offer incense to chat and pay my respects. "

Zhang Dun nodded, holding a lantern in one hand, while stepping up the steps, he pulled up the animal ring on the gate of Chen's house, and knocked loudly. Under the cover of the howling wind, it was not so ear-piercing.

Not long after, I heard the door being pulled open from the inside, and a person came out suddenly.

Under the light of the lantern, it can be seen that this man has gray hair, a messy beard, and wears an eyepatch. He is a one-eyed old man in his 60s and [-]s. Under the deep wrinkles, there is the determination and will to die.

The clothes on his body were tattered, and when he stepped out of the gate, he dragged his right leg. He was obviously old and disabled, and he looked like a mad tiger, wanting to choose and devour.

He was still holding a sharp spear in his hand, the middle part was cut off, which happened to be used as a long sword.

Seeing Zhang Dun outside the door, and looking at Meng Zhao and the two who were separated by a distance, he seemed to realize that the person coming was not the villain he thought. The old man suppressed his tragic breath, and asked coldly,

"Who are you? What are you doing here?"

The voice was not low, not only Zhang Dun could hear it, Meng Zhao and Wei Qi could also hear it clearly.

Wei Qi seemed to disdain this old man, whispered,

"Master, this old man is putting on airs and looks powerful, but in fact, his inner strength has long been dissipated, and he is a paper tiger at all, not worth it."

Wei Qi's evaluation of warriors is very simple, it just depends on the internal strength, no matter how weak the internal strength is, there will always be two brushes, if the internal strength is weak, no matter how domineering, it is just a show.

This is also a portrayal of his own martial arts, his true energy is thick and unmistakable, even people like Meng Zhao who have unparalleled foundations in the world are slightly inferior, but he only has true energy, and it is true that he is extremely biased.

Meng Zhao felt that this lame and blind old man was interesting. Although he was disabled and his internal strength was broken, his mental will was extremely concentrated. In a certain state, his whole person was like a sharp spear tip polished in his hand, possessing extreme strength. lethality.

However, the lethality is only the lethality. As Wei Qi said, he is no longer in the peak state, maybe he can only sustain one blow, and after one blow, he can only wait for death.

Of course, no matter how powerful he is, this old man can at most deal with Houtian-level warriors, and he can't pose a threat to Xiantian, because this is a gap like a natural moat.

Therefore, even though this old man still has some kind of secret technique that can deal a fatal blow, he will never be able to resist the revenge of the son of a bully that may come at any time. If there is no accident, the Chen family will inevitably be destroyed.

All in all, the old man may have the idea of ​​saving it by death, but he has no power to do so.

Zhang Dun didn't know this, and he had some respect for the lame and blind old man, and honestly said a few words according to Meng Zhao's explanation.

At the same time, it also vaguely mentioned that my master is of noble origin and has an extraordinary background. He doesn't care about your Chen family, but simply admires Chen Sheng's chivalrous demeanor, so maybe he can help him a little bit.

Zhang Dun was also afraid that the old man would be too sensitive, and if he offended Meng Zhao with his inappropriate words and deeds, it would cause endless harm.

However, he underestimated the old man.

Don't look at him with a lame leg and only one eye left, maybe he is still old and dim, but his eyesight is still not comparable to that of a waiter.

After glancing at Meng Zhao and Wei Qi who were not far away, the old man's only remaining one eye burst into a captivating look, his originally indifferent expression revealed a little hope, he nodded and said something to Zhang Dun, and then closed the door of the Chen family. Pull it away completely, and invite Meng Zhao and the others to enter the mansion.

Meng Zhao knew that the opening of the Chen family's gate also meant that his plan to settle his son was more than half successful.

(End of this chapter)