Dad, Did You Study Today?

Rongyang Marquis Mansion, ancestral hall.

The old blue bricks outside the ancestral hall are cracked and mottled, and weeds grow in the gaps. Under the moonlight, the night wind blows gently, and the weeds sway, adding a bit of sadness to the scene where the tragedy once happened. Even the air seems to be more sticky and heavy here than elsewhere.

As if it has a fishy smell.

Wang Jin couldn't help shrinking his neck.

Creak.

A muffled sound broke the silence of the night.

The first time he opened the door of his own ancestral hall, Wang Jin's hands were shaking.

The door was opened, and he followed Zhou Huaishan, raised his foot over the threshold and walked in.

The ancestral hall, which once hung portraits of ancestors and placed ancestral tablets, is now empty, but there are no cobwebs caused by long-term disuse, and there is not even a smell of stale decay.

The empty house is very clean, and it can be seen that someone is cleaning it regularly.

Zhou Huaishan took a deep breath and walked to the place where he had knelt before. He stared at the opposite wall for a long time, then knelt down slowly with a sad look.

Wang Jin knelt down with him.

Unlike Zhou Huaishan's calm appearance, his whole body was shaking.

Twenty years after his birth, Wang Jin knelt down for the first time to worship his ancestors. He felt a mixture of emotions in his heart, as if a mountain was pressing down on him, and as if the mountain was being moved away. He couldn't explain it clearly. He felt suffocated and blocked, but also felt that his whole body was transparent.

He thought Zhou Huaishan was going to say something, but he didn't say anything.

The father and son just kowtowed three times in silence and retreated.

Zhou Huaishan stopped a few steps outside the ancestral hall and said in a hoarse voice, "It's here."

Wang Jin couldn't help shaking.

This is where the eight "sons" were beheaded.

He and Su Heng survived, but the other two innocent people died in their place.

One is Xu Feng's three-year-old son, and the other is

Wang Jin stood there, with veins on his forehead bulging because of his emotions, and a layer of dense sweat on his forehead. He pursed his lips and stared at the ground.

Twenty years.

Zhou Huaishan sighed sullenly, squatted down and untied the bundle he had prepared, revealing a small basin and a stack of paper ingots inside.

"His mother, I brought Jin'er here."

The emotions that had been suppressed for a long time, the moment Zhou Huaishan said this, Wang Jin's tears in his eyes burst out like a dam.

His legs softened, and he knelt on the ground, rubbing the ground with his fingertips.

"I'm here."

No mother.

Zhou Huaishan didn't look at him, just took the small basin out of the bundle, then took the paper ingots to light it, and grabbed a handful of paper ingots and stuffed them into Wang Jin's cold hands.

He smiled bitterly, with self-mockery.

"I said before that I would come to see you guys after I got my revenge, but I came again before I got my revenge.

First, to show you Jin'er.

Jin'er is still alive.

Wang Chengkai raised him very well.

He is a good kid.

I never thought that he was alive with Wang Chengkai.

Second,..."

He paused.

When Zhou Huaishan said these words, his voice was calm, just as calm as when he recited, but big tears fell, almost extinguishing the fire in the basin.

"Heng'er is still alive, but he changed his name to Heng, which means long-lasting.

Madam, you will never guess that Xu Feng and Xu Keying raised him. Unfortunately, he survived, but Xu Feng's son died.

Madam, you still remember Xu Feng, the eldest son of Duke Xu.

After all, our family owes Duke Xu's mansion.

It was only today that I learned that Keying is the daughter of Duke Xu. Madam, you have never told me for so many years."

Zhou Huaishan kept talking illogically.

Wang Jin knelt beside Zhou Huaishan, crying like a tearful man. Not far away, the shadow who had been squatting in the dark and observing silently got up at some point and slowly approached them.

The steps he walked were a little stiff, as if he was possessed by a demon.

He stared at Zhou Huaishan, who was burning paper, crying and mumbling. Because of his emotional excitement, his fists were clenched tightly and his whole body was tense.

He approached step by step, and Wang Jin was the first to notice something was wrong.

He raised his head and saw the person opposite him. Wang Jin stood up subconsciously, "You"

Wang Jin's reaction directly woke the man up from his trance. He looked at Zhou Huaishan blankly, turned around and left quickly, his figure was as fast as lightning and ghosts.

Wang Jin raised his foot to chase him, and his movements were extremely fast.

"Don't leave, I'm Jin'er!"

In a hurry, this was the only way he could think of to keep him.

The moment the word Jin'er came out, the man's originally rhythmic steps suddenly became messy, but he did not stop.

He touched the ground with his toes and jumped up, trying to jump over the wall.

At the moment he flew up, Shen Li came up from the opposite side.

With Shen Li in front and Wang Jin behind, his way was blocked.

"Friend, I believe we are not enemies, why don't we have a chat." Shen Li approached, his voice was low, and he spoke as gently as possible.

However, the man raised his foot and raised his fist to greet Shen Li.

Neither was a killing move, but it was a way to escape.

The punch was fierce and hard to resist.

In close combat, Shen Li's eyes swept over his face, and his mind quickly searched for this face, but he found that this face was completely unfamiliar to him.

Shen Li and he exchanged fists and feet, and spoke slowly and calmly.

"Today you saved my wife, it should not be for my face, I Shen Li know myself, I can't invite you.

Are you doing it for Marquis Rongyang’s sake? "

Shen Li suddenly mentioned Rongyang Hou. The man was obviously affected by this title and missed his target with his palm strike.

Shen Li turned his head to avoid it, and said with great energy: "Is he an old man from the Rongyang Marquis Mansion? Since he has come forward today, I think you must have your own plans. You even saved my wife, but the real master is here, why are you doing it instead?" Gotta go.”

After a few fights, Shen Li could tell that this man was better than him in martial arts. The reason why he was still able to fight at such a close distance was because the opponent didn't want to hurt him.

If the other party hadn't avoided it, he would have been at a disadvantage now.

However, Shen Li didn't care about this. His purpose was very simple, to delay as much time as possible and let Zhou Huaishan identify it.

"Your three-arrow salvo is superb. Let me guess, who do you study under? Xu Feng or Ma Nian Nian?"

When these two names were spoken, the man's original fighting movements suddenly stopped. Under the moonlight, bottomless darkness surged in his eyes as he looked straight at Shen Li.

Shen Li also pulled back his hand and raised his eyebrows, not caring about his emotions. He turned his wrist and said leisurely: "It can't be Xu Feng, it's Ma Ningxia. Back then, Xu Ningyuan learned from Ma Ningyuan and made Northwest what it is today. Army coach, since you are also being coached by Ma Nian Nian, it can be seen that your status is not low.

Tsk, that’s not necessarily the case. Ma himself won’t end well next year. "

These words were like a sharp sword, piercing the man's vitals directly. He was so excited that his whole body trembled, and with murderous intent flashing in his eyes, he rushed towards Shen Li.

Wang Jin had never dared to disturb Shen Li's scheming, and just waited nearby. Seeing that this man was now showing murderous intent, he did not dare to delay and hurriedly stepped forward.

However, the moment that man rushed towards Shen Li, Zhou Huaishan suddenly said, "Shunzi."

Zhou Huaishan's voice was not loud, and his tone was nothing special, as if he had just come back from a walk and casually asked someone to give him a cup of tea.

The person who was called stopped abruptly, and the fist he swung stopped just beside Shen Li's temple.

He turned his back to Zhou Huaishan, standing there stiffly, shaking constantly.

Zhou Huaishan slowly stepped forward, "Shunzi?"

(Do you still remember this person? He mentioned it once before)