Sorcerer

Updated: 2013-01-30

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"That's all for the specific situation." Ma Dongmiao closed his notebook and looked at Gu Yantong who was sitting behind the table.

Gu Yantong didn't lift his eyelids, his face was calm, and after thinking for a while, he asked, "Where's Hang Jiushou?"

Ma Dongmiao, who was standing in front of the table, hesitated for a moment, and then replied: "The local merchants joined forces to crowd out Huizhen Pavilion. Mr. Hang Dian came forward to mediate at Huizhen Pavilion's invitation."

"The dignified Lord Dongdian has already started pimping. He doesn't feel ashamed!" As for Hang Jiushou's wisdom and courage, Gu Tongtong had already known it, but he really didn't expect it. is such an answer.Thinking about Tan Xie who was thrown in Yansha City by himself, Niuduo Dao who ran to the Central Plains to seek revenge, Mi Ruo who had been in seclusion for more than ten years and never went out, Lu Zikun who spread gossip everywhere, there was an evil fire in his heart, and he said angrily: " At critical times, none of them are useful.”

Ma Dongmiao suggested: "How about asking Deacon Sha to check?"

"He? When he was not married, he could only support half of the people, let alone now?" Gu Yantong made no secret of his disappointment with Sha Baijiu, then looked at the six-view table on the table, and said: "From "The Tiger How long has it been between "My Love Story" and the wedding in Bingcheng?"

Ma Dongmiao was taken aback, not understanding why he brought up this topic.

The "The Love of the Tiger" mentioned by Gu Yantong was the first article written by Louwailou to derogate Naxiu. Pear Blossom Pressing Begonia" and "The Male Lion on the Grassland" two essays against Na Xiu, until the emerald green hat was given out at the wedding in Bingcheng, it took Na Xiu more than half a year.

Ma Dongmiao felt that Gu Yantong should be pointing to something, but he couldn't comprehend it for a while, so he replied honestly: "About half a year."

"Half a year. Hmph! Let them toss it, the more fierce the better, it's best to turn the sky over for me." Gu Yantong sneered slightly, and changed the subject, "Is there any clue to the Heshangyuan murder?"

Ma Dongmiao said: "No, Lao Que went back to Mulan Courtyard a few days ago, and went to Li Baiya specifically, and asked me if Daxingdian didn't want to avenge him. His attitude was a bit strange, but he didn't report any gains."

"That kid from the Lao family, shouldn't he be in Chili? Why did he come back suddenly?"

"According to him, he was ordered by Luo Cizhang to come back and ask Mu Qiniang for tea."

"Hmph!" Gu Yantong's tone was slightly cold.Originally throwing Luo Cizhang to Chili was just to get rid of trouble, and he was not expected to catch any murderer at all, but Luo Cizhang jumped out so undisguisedly and did not do his job properly, which really made Gu Haotong very angry, saying: "This old man Piff is not welcome."

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Xiaman in the night is full of traffic and colorful lights, making it a lively scene.

Lao Que was walking in the bustle, his face was slightly cold, which was out of tune with this night scene.

After turning a few streets and walking along the left side of the street for tens of meters, I saw the purpose of this trip.Beside the street where people come and go, an old man is squatting on the side of the street begging. His face is sad and his body is exhausted. It is his father Lao Shijing.The desolate appearance is like a clump of dead grass in the cold night and snow.

A complicated look flashed across Lao Que's face, and then his viciousness returned.Ever since he received Wu Maxi's letter, he had already made up his mind.He walked towards his father with a dark face, stood two meters in front of him, and looked at him coldly.

The old man raised his head and saw his son's face, tears streaming down his face suddenly, he choked up and called out, "Shiwa!"

Lao Que's expression didn't change at all, and he said, "Why are you here?"

"Of course it was sent for you by the teacher." A leisurely and clear voice came from behind, very familiar.

Lao Que's whole body tensed up instantly, all his hair stood on end in an instant, he turned around slowly, and the person standing behind him was really his master Che Han.That slender face was as hateful and terrifying as a devil.

Lao Que didn't dare to look at him, so he quickly knelt on the ground, hugged Che Han's legs and cried loudly, "Master, this disciple has found you."

Che Han expressionless, said: "Looking for me? I heard that the good disciple is doing well in the Daxing Temple. He doesn't even want his father. Will he still want me as a master?"

Lao Que cried out: "Master, you have wronged my apprentice."

"Injustice, hum! Let me ask you, how did your elder brother die?"

"Master, big brother, he died so badly!" Lao Que was beating a drum in his heart. He didn't know how much Che Han knew about Gong Zhitong's death, but in order to survive, he could only bite the bullet and write down, "A few months ago, Da Xing The two envoys from the temple came to send the invitation letter of the Goulian meeting to the master. On the way back, they stopped at the disciple's house. The disciple hosted a banquet for them and asked the senior brother to come forward to accompany them. Who would want to suddenly kill a man in black with a big shape The two envoys of the temple, as well as the elder brother, have all been murdered by him!"

"Oh, so that's how it is." Che Han's voice was eerily calm with the anger of not knowing the truth at all.

Lao Que's back felt cold, he didn't dare to delay, he gritted his teeth and continued to write: "The villain set fire to the murderer after murder, the disciple's house was completely burned by him, and the disciple was burned to half pieces. , all his wives and concubines were buried in the fire, and the old father was also separated. The two envoys of the Great Shape Hall once said that the demon came from the Cha family. The disciple escaped with his life by chance and wanted to avenge his family and senior brother, but he knew that his cultivation was not enough. I was afraid that my brothers and sisters would be hurt. After I couldn’t find my master, I had no choice but to go to the Daxingdian, hoping to use the power of the Daxingdian to avenge this blood. Goodness, my master is back, and my father is back, too. Open your eyes!"

Lao Que turned around and cried while holding Lao Shijing again.He knew that it was difficult to fake the joyful expression of reunion after the catastrophe, and he didn't dare to look at Che Han's reaction, so he just hugged his head and cried, or knelt down to hide his expression.Lao Shijing was just hugging, but his body was shaking violently, and he didn't know whether it was because of the cold, joy, or fear.

"So I blamed you wrongly?" Che Han said calmly, stroking Lao Que's head with his left palm.

Lao Que's heart sank to the bottom of the valley, he knew Che Han very well, and he knew from his tone that he hadn't lied to him.

Che Han is by no means a kind person. Although he is not a bloodthirsty person, he has never been merciless in killing people.If you let him know that Gong Zhitong died at his own hands, he will have no luck at all.Feeling that palm gently pressing on the top of his head, like a beast's mouth with criss-crossed teeth, it might tighten suddenly in the next moment, crushing his brain to burst.

His voice began to tremble a little, and he said dryly: "Fortunately, the master is back, and the revenge of the big brother is expected to be avenged."

"So, are you planning to withdraw from the Great Hall and follow me to take revenge?" Che Han's words seemed to have some meaning.

Lao Que's heart was beating wildly, and he was about to agree to go with Che Han. After thinking for a while, he suddenly became cruel, and said through gritted teeth, "I want to follow Master by my side in my dreams, but..."

"Just what?"

"Master doesn't know that Da Xingdian has been looking for information about the murderer these days under the instigation of disciples, and now it has been confirmed that the murderer is the secret spy sent by the Cha family to the northwest, but the whereabouts are still under investigation. Disciple thinks, I want to go back to the Daxing Hall to be an internal response, and after I get the whereabouts of the murderer, I will meet up with the master, capture and kill the murderer, and avenge the senior brother and the apprentice's family."

Lao Que had the courage to finish this passage, and he was already in a cold sweat.

Today's situation is extremely dangerous, but Che Han is a little strangely calm, he obviously doesn't believe Lao Que's lies, but he can still talk to Lao Que calmly, this is definitely not like Che Han's character.There may be some variable in it, and this variable may be Lao Que's last chance.In any case, what is certain is that if you follow Che Han, even if you don't die today, you will definitely die in the future.Therefore, Lao Que had to be brave enough to take advantage of this change and get out of Che Han's control.

This is a life gamble, and there is only a chance.

"It makes sense, then you should go back to the Great Xingdian first." Che Han stroked the top of Lao Que's head slowly.

Lao Que's heart was about to jump out of his chest, but the palm on top of his head was very comfortable and loving, but it made him sweat with fear. He suppressed his heart and said, "Yes, it's just the father of the disciple, how should I arrange it?"

"Of course I take him to the Great Hall of Forms. Even if the hatred is as deep as the sea, it's not good to abandon my own father?"

"Yes, what Master taught is true." Lao Que took two deep breaths, grabbed his father's left hand, and felt that his father was trembling just as much as himself.He forced himself to calm down, and said: "Father has been down and haggard these days, this apprentice will take him back to the Great Hall for placement."

"Well, go!" Che Han said calmly.

Lao Que grabbed his father's hand and stood up slowly, and secretly glanced at Che Han's face, which was so calm and unfathomable.Lao Que lowered his head and said: "If the master has something to do, you can use the letter bee to summon the disciple, and the disciple will definitely arrive at the first time."

"Ok!"

"Master, take care!" Lao Que kowtowed to Che Han, not daring to stay any longer, and dragged his father away slowly, not even daring to turn his head.After walking tens of meters and turning the street corner, I only felt my legs go limp, and all the strength in my whole body seemed to be drained.

Che Han watched the old and the young disappear at the corner of the street expressionlessly, looked away, and said to the empty space, "Why don't you let me kill such an unfilial and heartless person?"

A middle-aged man with a square face came out from the restaurant behind him, and a young man with a handsome face but a slightly wretched demeanor.When the two came to Che Han, the middle-aged man said: "When I saw Lingtu, I realized that he was also an acquaintance. He seems to be planning something. This may be our chance."

Che Han said disdainfully: "What tricks can he plan?"

The middle-aged man said: "That's not necessarily the case, Lingtu's wit and courage are both good."

The young man interjected: "Qinger, I almost believed that lie and crying."

The middle-aged man turned his head to stare at the young man, and said in a serious voice, "Hu Xianfeng, if you can't fucking change that set of foreign swear words, I will throw you back overseas."

Seeing his stern expression, Hu Xianfeng felt guilty, and muttered, "I... Mom criticized it!"

"Ma Le Pie" is a Northwest swear word, the middle-aged man didn't bother to care about it, so he said to Hu Xianfeng, "Follow me and have a look."

Hu Xianfeng got the order, and followed Lao Que in the direction where Lao Que left, muttering as he walked and didn't know what to say.

Walking out of this street, I saw Lao's father and son tens of meters ahead, supporting each other, walking like walking on thin ice.

Hu Xianfeng hangs at a distance unhurriedly, saying hello to passers-by on the street from time to time, and whistling to the girls standing on the street, just like shopping.The slangs were born in the market, and have always liked the market, and now they are at ease with ease.

Following the two streets as if playing around, the pace of Lao Shi and his son in front gradually picked up, and they got into an alley next to them.

When Hu Xianfeng followed, he saw that the alley was very deserted and lonely, with only a few lamps illuminating some spots of light, but most places were still pitch black.

Lao Shi and his son walked in the distance, alternating between light and darkness.

With a mission in mind, Hu Xianfeng stepped into this deserted alley with vigor, and only picked dark corners to advance.

After walking dozens of steps, seeing Lao and his son in front of him seeming to turn around, Hu Xianfeng quickly disappeared into the dark place beside him. After about a few seconds, he was about to start to move forward when he suddenly felt a heavy blow to the back of the head. The moment before he passed out, one last thought flashed in his mind: Fuck, who hit me with a sap?