Bai Yueguang's substitute only wants salted fish

Qin Daxia is Fu Yichen's benefactor.

Without Hero Qin, Fu Yichen would have starved to death outside Moshuang Gate; without Hero Qin, Fu Yichen would have no way of living in Moshuang Gate, and was expelled down the mountain for violating the rules; how is it like.

Seriously, the word benefactor is too flimsy.Fu Yichen regards Daxia Qin as his closest family member, and no matter what happens, he will always remember the tall figure who carried his dying self into the Moshuang Gate.

Like a master, more like a father.Fu Yichen didn't dare to expect Daxia Qin to treat him as his own child, but felt that Daxia Qin had given him a second chance to live, and he was willing to respect and serve him like a father.

Qin Daxia's death was a great blow to Fu Yichen.

It was so big that I dropped everything and repeatedly confirmed what was going on, and it was so big that after the news of the death was confirmed, the whole person was in a trance, feeling that there was a piece missing in my heart, and the world without the figure of Master turned back to the cold appearance of childhood, and was once again helpless Depend on.

No, not helpless.

Fu Yichen thought of Qi Wenyao and rushed to Qi Mansion.

Listening to the crying, Qi Wenyao suddenly felt that confused and miserable scenes jumped out.He thought about how Fu Yichen learned the bad news, and how he came here with the last of his strength. He saw Fu Yichen's bewilderment when he knew the news of his master's death, and he also saw Fu Yichen's helplessness in enduring his grief in front of outsiders.

Qi Wenyao sighed, and hugged Fu Yichen tightly according to his heart.

Fu Yichen didn't cry for long, and called him in a hoarse voice after a while, "Wen Yao."

There was a cry in the voice, it was pitiful.Qi Wenyao's heart softened, and his answer became softer, "Huh?"

"It came suddenly, sorry." Fu Yichen said hoarsely, "I was not noticed."

Are you still apologizing at this time?Qi Wenyao sighed softly, and stroked Fu Yichen's cold hand, "It's okay, let's go inside."

Fu Yichen was crying pitifully in the corner, he felt uncomfortable looking at it, but it would be troublesome for others to find out.The person had already arrived, and at such a sad time, Qi Wenyao couldn't act selfishly to drive the person out, so he helped Fu Yichen walk into the house.

Fu Yichen regained his composure and didn't really need his support.

It's just that she didn't want to let go of holding his hand.

Qi Wenyao felt the warmth from his palm slowly spread over, making Fu Yichen's hands no longer tremble and chill.Different from the bitter warmth of tears, this warmth is very meager, but it has the power of companionship and support.

This is exactly what Fu Yichen needs.

Qi Wenyao was equally sad when he heard the bad news.Qin Daxia is a good man, he didn't accept him as an apprentice but did what a master should do, and he didn't feel disadvantaged by calling him brother Qi, but he was lucky to have such a friend as him.

Of course he was saddened by the passing of a good man, and he also wanted to know how Qin Daxia died, and he also had the first instinct to deny that this didn't happen at the initial stage of grief.However, he couldn't open his mouth to ask, he couldn't open the wound in Fu Yichen's heart that was going to be deeper and more painful, and silently accept his emotions.

Fu Yichen was crying, and it was messed up when he cried together.

Qi Wenyao remained calm, cleaned up the mud Fu Yichen brought from the wall, and closed the door after entering the house.

He did it all with one hand, and he was unwilling to let go of Fu Yichen's hand.

Fu Yichen also helped, and stayed quietly aside most of the time, with his usual expressionless face.However, the expressionless face at this moment is not an impenetrable calm and self-sustaining, his eyes are blank, as if he suddenly lost all emptiness and no thoughts.

"Sit down." Qi Wenyao was very worried about how this wandering spirit came to Qi Mansion, and wanted to see if Fu Yichen was injured.

After Fu Yichen listened, he continued to release himself.

The moonlight was bright and shining in, making the room bright and clear.Sure enough, Qi Wenyao saw dirty marks on Fu Yichen's clothes, and looked carefully, and found a deep wound scratched by broken porcelain, and it looked horrible because of the black mud.

Qi Wenyao didn't expect that the broken porcelain on the wall could really hurt Fu Yichen, so he was a little at a loss, and wanted to light up the lamp and find a medicine box to deal with it.

"It's okay." Fu Yichen said suddenly, "If you light the lamp, people will find out."

Qi Wenyao turned cold and prepared to get the medicine box, "Healing is important."

With great difficulty, he coaxed Fu Yichen to sit down, of course he wouldn't drag a piece around the room.He was thinking about dealing with the wound, and he let go of Fu Yichen's hand without much thought. It was easy when he let go, but he was suddenly grabbed by him in the next moment.

"Don't." Fu Yichen hugged him tightly and loosely, and his voice was hesitant and cautious, "Sorry, I..."

Fu Yichen let go slowly, bowing his head in frustration.

It seems that the harsh words of his refusal are deeply in mind.Qi Wenyao didn't realize that there was something wrong with him, but he knew that he couldn't let go of Fu Yichen at this moment, so he approached and knelt down silently, stroking Fu Yichen's tear-stained cheek.

Fu Yichen closed his eyes and rubbed his palm back.

Qi Wenyao knew that the most urgent thing was not the bloody mouth scratched by the broken porcelain, but the invisible heartache.He gave up the idea of ​​finding a medicine box to heal his injuries, and approached gently so that Fu Yichen could easily hug him.

Fu Yichen hugged him again but felt a little weak, "I shouldn't have let Master leave."

Qi Wenyao did not speak, but quietly listened to Fu Yichen confide.

However, he didn't ask, the thought of wanting to know the truth had elicited relevant memory fragments.

Late at night, in a remote woods.

Many people from the world with swords, guns and swords gathered, surrounding Qin Daxia and Qin Luoxiao in the middle.Qin Daxia's face was indifferent, but Qin Luoxiao was on the verge of dying, if he hadn't been supported by Qin Daxia, he would have fallen to the ground.

"Brother Qin." A big man stood up, "We also want to believe you, but... Zhai Yichen lied about the news, Fu Yichen became a lackey of the court, and your son... used your name to summon fellow martial artists. Are you serious? Should I teach my apprentice and son to do this without knowing it, or to preserve my reputation?"

Qin Daxia sneered, "Qin cares about reputation, so he won't bring a rebellious son to plead guilty!"

"He made mistakes, didn't you?" Another person asked, "What were you doing when your comrade was accused of being a rebellious party?"

Qin Daxia glared, "I saved people, otherwise they would all be in jail now!"

"Did they save people, or did they hold back the comrades? All the comrades who went there have real skills, and the court has been helpless for so many years. When you are present, they suddenly cannot escape. Do you need your help?"

"After all, you believed that I was in collusion with the imperial court." Qin Daxia understood, "It's useless to talk too much, I'll go find my colleagues present and ask them to return my innocence."

As soon as Qin Daxia moved, the others all lit up their weapons.

"Whether you want to find someone or run away, I can't tell. If you call Fu Yichen over, we will believe that you have done no harm." The big man in the lead seemed to be the spokesperson, and he unhurriedly expressed the thoughts of his murderous accomplice.

Qin Daxia frowned, "Chen'er was not in King Jing's Mansion at that time, you..."

"Chen'er?" The big man sneered, "You still protect that traitor? For so many years, you have been refusing to fight against the court. Is it because you are greedy for life and afraid of death, or because your good apprentice became king of Jing and you also took advantage of it!"

"Don't spit blood on people!"

"What I'm talking about is what you saw with your own eyes! Ladies and gentlemen, do you still remember what Qin Daxia said? He said he wouldn't ask about Jianghu affairs, he said he would help his relatives... It's weird, Fu Yichen killed so many of his comrades, What kind of reason did you help!"

"He killed the rebels," Qin Daxia held back his anger and reasoned, "Even if he is a member of the rivers and lakes, rebels deserve to die!"

"Really? Except for Zuo Xia who said clearly that he wanted to be emperor, the others really wanted to rebel? Maybe they just had the bad luck to meet Fu Yichen who wanted to make meritorious service, and they were slandered as rebels."

Hearing this, Qin Daxia understood, "You don't want to seek justice, but you want to force me to lure Chen'er here."

"Father." Qin Luoxiao said suddenly, "Call Fu Yichen here. If he comes, you will be innocent."

Qin Daxia slammed Qin Luoxiao to the ground, "You still don't know your mistake, but you still want to harm your senior brother!"

"Senior brother?" Qin Luoxiao raised his right hand.The wound was no longer bleeding, and without the cloth belt, the ugly appearance of missing fingers was directly exposed, "He is your own son. He is enjoying the blessings in the imperial capital, but I am treated like this..."

Qin Daxia kicked it over, "You bastard!"

"Enough." The big man stopped Qin Daxia, "Are you trying to kill someone? Mr. Xiao, just say what you know."

Qin Luoxiao laughed loudly, "Okay, I have too much to say. He and King Jing...uh!"

Qin Daxia moved his hand first, and stabbed Qin Luoxiao with his sword.

The movement is too fast and powerful, and no one can block it.When the big man came to his senses, Qin Luoxiao had already fallen to the ground, bleeding from the wound on his heart, which soon stained the soil of the forest red.

"He has a guilty conscience," the big man ordered, "Everyone go!"

No matter how powerful Qin Daxia was, he couldn't resist the attacks of these people. After fighting until dawn, he was exhausted and fell down.Those people didn't hold back, and dragged Qin Daxia's body back, a bloody road reflected in the sun, which was shocking.

Qin Daxia died and still couldn't escape the torture.The famous sword that had been used for many years was snatched away, the clothes were dragged all the way and worn out, and the body covered with dust and blood was thrown at the gate of the nearest county government office.

The famous Qin Daxia eventually became a lunatic who killed his son, and his corpse was exposed on the street.

The first body found was that of a government servant.

The yamen servant was so frightened that he reported to the county magistrate.The county magistrate recognized Qin Daxia, and then looked at the messy and dense scars and guessed that it was a battle between the rivers and lakes, so he gave a coffin to be placed properly.

The county government reported to the state capital, and the state capital sent a letter to the imperial capital.

In the imperial capital, Fu Yichen was among the first batch of people who heard the news of Qin Daxia's death, tried his best to hold back his grief, and drifted to Qi's mansion like a wandering spirit.

Along the way, Fu Yichen retained the instinct of being cautious, but inevitably revealed some flaws.Wei Quan sent someone to scout the way ahead, and he followed behind. He waited for Fu Yichen to enter the Qi mansion before leaving.

"Master was killed by his so-called comrades." Fu Yichen said in a hoarse voice, "He took Qin Luoxiao to make amends, but those people didn't make sense."

Qi Wenyao came back to his senses in a daze, and raised his eyes to Fu Yichen when he heard this sentence.

Fu Yichen was immersed in guilt, and said repeatedly, "I shouldn't let Master go."

It seems that the news from the county government newspaper is just a martial arts fight, and Fu Yichen doesn't know the whole story.If he knew that Qin Daxia was a good master until his death, wouldn't Fu Yichen's grief be deeper?

"I don't blame you, who would have thought of that." Qi Wenyao lowered his eyes and put away his worries, not wanting Fu Yichen to see that something was wrong.

Fu Yichen didn't speak, just looked at him fixedly.

Qi Wenyao felt the staring gaze, and forced himself to be calm, "Huh?"

Fu Yichen, however, had seen his extraordinary ability, and asked the question he was most afraid of.

"How did Master die?"