Vendetta

Taize Town Restaurant——

Li Zhong hesitated for a long time, but still said: "My lord, that jade pendant..."

"Give it to him." Yan Zhu said, in fact, he couldn't tell clearly in his heart. When he saw "Cheng Suyu", he would think of the child he saw on Holly Mountain ten years ago, but he always felt a little different, thinking about it Thinking about it, I thought of Fu Ling who was wearing a mask three years ago.

Such a flamboyant person under Yuexia has eyes that are as clear as water than moonlight.

But these are three unrelated people.

Suddenly hearing movement outside the window, Yan Zhu stood up and looked out——

Someone was running away on the lake, and the man in black and mask was chasing closely. He was holding a dragon tooth knife, standing on the lake outside the building. Waves come.

The fleeing people were quickly caught up, a blade swept across, and the people in front fell into the water, the blood spread on the water surface, and soon dissipated, the people on the lake seemed to feel something, held the knife and looked up. He met Shang Yan Zhu's eyes.

I don't know who shouted: "It's the king of evil sword Hades!"

People in the lake are like frightened fish in a pond, paddling desperately to scatter, and some even jump into the water in fear.

"What are you running for?" Fu Ling smiled, "I don't kill people who have no grudges and no crimes. You haven't done anything wrong, so what are you afraid of?"

I don't know if this group of people heard it clearly, but they ran faster anyway.

Without stopping, Fu Ling jumped up to the second floor in a few steps, and sat in front of the window of the box: "Yan Shaoxia, what a coincidence?"

Li Zhong behind him wanted to step forward, but Yan Zhu stretched out his hand to stop him, looked away, and said in a flat tone: "Master Fu, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Later, Yan Zhu did send someone to the Chunfeng Building to investigate Liao Pengyuan's affairs. It is not a thing to have many beasts, but you can also find out how glorious and heroic Poria is.

Yan Zhu has also heard about what the Wanqiumen have done in the past three years. Although the practice of using hatred to kill enemies still needs to be studied, the emergence of Wanqiumen has undoubtedly achieved the role of checks and balances. , you have to consider whether you can bear the revenge of the Wanqiumen.

Of course, if no one knows about what he did, and no one redresses the murder, then naturally no one will seek revenge from Wanqiumen, but once something happens, it is impossible to go without a trace.

Therefore, Yan Zhu is not displeased with Fuling's behavior. It is said in the world that he killed his master's fellow disciples. Although there are rumors that he is avenging his real master, but he has a fierce reputation and has made many enemies. People are more willing to believe the first one. .

Fu Ling sat on the window sill, and asked straight to the point: "Yan Shaoxia is going to Mount Taize to investigate Xu Yizhao's murder?"

Yan Zhu asked: "Taizemen blocked the news, how did you know?"

"The news about the killer is naturally the best," Fu Ling turned and entered the room, "I just want to investigate this matter, can Yan Shaoxia invite me into the room to explain?"

Fu Ling went upstairs by herself through the window, and now that she was standing in someone else's room, he insisted on asking shamelessly if he could come in.

Anyway, no matter what the other party answered, he would not go out.

Yan Zhu was not angry, but instead poured him a cup of tea: "Please."

"Thank you." Fu Ling sat down unceremoniously, and drank half a cup after holding it up. His movements were neat but not vulgar. The black sheathed sword on his back made him look tall and straight, and he was a bit of a chivalrous man. demeanor.

Yan Zhu looked up at him with some surprise.

People in high positions in Jianghu sects generally don't easily drink tea from unfamiliar people. For masters, dark poison is more dangerous and deadly than bright spears and bright swords.

Fu Ling knew what Yan Zhu was thinking, he smiled and said: "Everyone in the Jianghu said that Yan Shaoxia is a glorious man, I have no grievances with Yan Shaoxia, why would you poison me?"

"How can you trust the rumors in the Jianghu? It's better for the master of the Fu family to be more cautious." Yan Zhu thought to himself, born in the royal family and walked in the Jianghu, how upright can he be?But outsiders don't know it.

"Of course I don't believe the rumors in the world, otherwise how could I have survived to this day?" Fu Ling leaned over to look at him, and said, "I believe that you won't poison me."

When he met those eyes, they were still clear and bright in his memory. Yan Zhu paused while holding the teacup. He quickly moved his eyes away, and changed the subject: "I don't know why the master of the Fu sect wants to investigate this matter?"

Fu Ling sat upright, and said with a straight face: "Wan Qiumen took the revenge case and wanted to kill Xu Yizhao, but they were preempted by others. The people they sent out were all dead. Naturally, I have to investigate."

Yan Zhu didn't ask why Wanqiumen wanted to kill Xu Yizhao. Wanqiumen must have confirmed the truth before accepting the revenge case. Yan Zhu himself had an eyeliner. Taizemen's behavior these years is indeed a bit ugly. Xu Yizhao is the second palm The door is to blame.

But this is not what Yan Zhu cares about.

Yan Zhu asked: "I heard that Wanqiu Sect seldom misses, but did the master of Fu Sect not consider that it might be a miscalculation?"

"Impossible," Fu Ling shook her head. "Everyone in the Taize Gate has considered their strengths. The three assassins cooperate seamlessly. They are veteran assassins. It is enough to kill the head of the sect, Gao Xing, let alone Xu Yizhao."

Yan Zhu asked: "The master of the Fu sect has never fought against the two of them, why is he so sure?"

"It's not just the two of them, I have a rough estimate of the strength of the people who rank high in the world," Fu Ling said, changing the subject, "But how did Yan Shaoxia know that I haven't fought against them? "

"I have my own way to know," Yan Zhu said, "How did you know their strength?"

Fu Ling supported her head, leaned on the table and looked at him: "I also have my own way to know."

Of course, Fuling herself has no way of knowing, but people always have a few friends when they walk in the rivers and lakes. All of these are learned from Jin Tianwen, and of course it is not for nothing. Greeted again.

Jin Tianwen was a man who was knowledgeable but not very broad-minded. When it came to holding grudges, Jin Tianwen ranked second in the world, only Fu Ling dared to rank first, and even the person who spit at the gate of Tianji Pavilion was punished. Jin Tian asked to write it down, and asked Fu Ling to pour a bucket of rotten eggs on his head.

Fu Ling refused to speak, so Yan Zhu didn't ask any more questions. He held the teacup in his hand and sipped the tea to himself. The celadon teacup looked really nice between his slender fingers. Very light, among the new generation of disciples, no one can wear the light and refined temperament of him.

Fu Ling asked, "Do you know the man I killed just now?"

Yan Zhu replied: "Peng Wei, who was born as an executioner, was wanted by the government for breaking the law and fled into the rivers and lakes."

Fu Ling asked again: "How about martial arts?"

Yan Zhu: "General."

Fu Ling: "But I chased him for two miles before catching up."

Yan Zhu has seen Fuling's lightness kungfu before. With Peng Wei's martial arts, he was able to run two miles before being overtaken by Fuling. Peng Wei's lightness kungfu was clumsy when he was escaping on the lake, but he was not clumsy, and he must have deep internal strength to support him. .

To have such internal strength, one must learn martial arts from an early age. Peng Wei is a "half-way monk", which is impossible.

Fu Ling asked: "Does Yan Shaoxia know of any kung fu techniques that can improve a person's martial arts in a short period of time?"

"There are tens of thousands of martial arts in the Jianghu, there must be some, but if you want to take a shortcut, you will not end well." Yan Zhu thought for a while, and then asked: "Why did you chase and kill Peng Wei?"

"Peng Wei met his enemy a month ago, and he was doomed to die. People from Taizemen rescued him. I followed the investigation and found that Peng Wei was a buyer of Taizemen." Fuling laughed, "An executioner, no I changed careers to be a butcher, and even went to buy vegetables for someone else, so I sent someone to watch him, and found that he was selling Wanqiumen's badge—I was really tired of work, and I insisted on hitting me with a knife."

Yan Zhu asked: "Have you found out where the waist badge came from?"

Fu Ling shook her head: "I asked three questions and didn't know, and said that I picked it up by myself. I asked him to pick up another one to have a look, but he was trembling with fright, and ran away at night when my subordinates were not paying attention, so I chased him here. coming."

Yan Zhu: "That waist card—"

"It's true, it should belong to one of the three people sent out." After Fu Ling became the head of the sect, Yi Shan changed his blood. Now that he died outside for no apparent reason, how could he feel better?

Yan Zhu didn't answer any more, and gave him a cup of tea.

"Thank you," Fu Ling quickly adjusted, as if the gloom in his eyes just now did not exist, he picked up the cup of tea and said, "Since Yan Shaoxia wants to investigate this matter, why don't we go together?"

Yan Zhu's pair of star eyes looked over, sized him up for a moment, neither agreed nor refused, and asked Xiao Er to come in and add an extra pair of bowls and chopsticks.

Fu Ling smiled and said, "I came here after eating, I can't lift a knife on an empty stomach, just add a plate of snacks for me."

Li Zhong was sitting at the side, thinking that this man is really rude, he would add some snacks to him after adding the bowls and chopsticks, with his son's temper, he definitely doesn't like such a familiar person.

Yan Zhu asked, "What kind of snack do you want?"

Poria: "Osmanthus cake."

Yan Zhu nodded: "Okay, let's add a plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cake."

Li Zhong: "..."

Unexpectedly, when the sweet-scented osmanthus cake came up, Fu Ling wrapped it up and put it away, picked up the bowl and chopsticks and began to pick up vegetables for dinner.

As for food, if you are afraid of missing a meal, how can you have too much?

Yan Zhu and Fu Ling left the restaurant, Li Zhong followed behind.

After leaving the door, Fu Ling went straight to the peddler with a pole on the opposite side of the street, bought seven or eight steamed buns, patted them down with her internal force, and made them into dough cakes, wrapped them in paper, and walked around behind the restaurant.

Yan Zhu didn't say anything, and followed him with Li Zhong.

There is a narrow alley behind the restaurant, apparently only separated by a wall, but this place has changed from bustling, backlit, so it is damp and dark, and the sour smell of rotting food can be smelled from a distance.

This is where restaurants dump their leftovers.

Two children less than ten years old, dressed in rags, were looking for something to eat in a place where no one else even wanted to approach.

Fu Ling walked over, seemingly unaffected by the smell, the two children backed away in horror when they saw him.

Fu Ling handed over the steamed buns she had patted into dough, and said, "Don't eat rotten eggs."

One of the children hesitated, but still took the steamed buns. Fu Ling squatted down, pointed to a pile of unrecognizable things in the leftovers, and said, "I'm really hungry in the future. You can eat this. This one won't spoil so quickly. It's not easy to have a stomachache."

Li Zhong was so startled that the boss opened his mouth. He heard that the head of the Wanchou Sect had a strange temperament, but he never thought that he would teach people to dig through garbage to eat.

Fu Ling turned around and walked out of the alley, looked at Li Zhong and asked, "What's wrong, brother? Your mouth is so wide open, are you hungry too?"

Li Zhong closed his big mouth, and asked again: "Why don't you just give them some money, those two children must be extremely poor, with money, no matter what, they won't be so miserable."

"What you said makes sense," Fu Ling nodded, "but if I give them money, they will be robbed if they leave this alley. In this world, if they are not strong enough, they won't be able to keep anything."

Li Zhong was startled.

"The two of them are lucky. At least they have someone to rely on each other. I can help them for a while, and they will have to live on their own in the future." Fuling turned her head to look at the dark alley, her eyes were somewhat invisible. mood.

Li Zhong asked: "Then why don't you help me to the end..."

"There are too many children like this in the world," Yan Zhu continued, "If you want to change, you must treat the symptoms more than the root."

The sects in the rivers and lakes should protect the local people, but they only care about fighting each other;

Fu Ling looked at Yan Zhu, the man in green was standing at the entrance of the alley, slightly raised his chin, in front of him was the bustling market, behind him was the dark narrow alley, but his gaze seemed to span thousands of mountains and rivers.

"In this world, the rivers and lakes have been separated from the temples for too long."

At that moment, the sky, the earth, the sun, the moon, the stars, and the mountains and rivers seemed to be under the green clothes.

He has a chivalrous tenderness, a genius, and a lofty ambition.

Fu Ling thought, people like Yan Zhu are destined to be famous in history.