different paths

In the bamboo grove, two maroon horses walked side by side, and the two of them immediately turned out to be Jia Wujue and Yue Chentan.

Before the two set off, Jia Wuhai was both curious and suspicious, how should Yue Chentan ride a horse like this.Unexpectedly, the other party only glanced at him, and lightly explained to the guy at the post station to transport the wheelchair to Lifeng Mountain Villa first.Under Jia Wuchai's astonished gaze, Yue Chentan had already flown up and looked down at him: "Aren't you leaving yet?"

Blame the monk.

Jia Wuju muttered, quickly picked out the horse, kicked his feet, and rushed out of the city at the head of the horse.

"Why did you think of going to Lifeng Mountain Villa?" Jia Wuju asked halfway through the journey.

"As shown by the master's gate." Yue Chentan said lightly.

"Actually, I also think there will be clues in Lifeng Villa." Jia Wuju rolled his eyes.

"Oh?"

"Didn't the fake Mo Zheng last time say that all his direct disciples have gone to Lifeng Mountain Villa? It seems that he wants to lure us there."

"You mean, Lifeng Villa may be related to the death of the four masters?" Yue Chentan glanced at him.

"Maybe." Jia Wuhai said ambiguously.

Yue Chentan was silent for a moment, then suddenly said: "Brother Jia's smell is unique."

"Really?" Jia Wujue raised his sleeve and sniffed it, "It might have been infected when we went to Zuixianlou for dinner. If Brother Yue likes it, we will go with you if we have a chance."

"No need." Yue Chentan looked cold, suddenly kicked his horse's belly, and left in the dust.

Jia Wukai was stunned for a moment, then patted his horse and chased after him.

Lifeng Villa is a well-known casting family in the Jianghu. Many familiar magic weapons in the Jianghu are all from Lifeng Villa.Different from the general family of casting tools that has been passed down from generation to generation, the disciples of Lifeng Villa do not ask their surnames, regardless of their origins, as long as they can pass the entrance test, they can become a member of Lifeng Villa.The same is true for the owner of the village. Those who are capable come first. Even the blood relatives of the current owner cannot take advantage of the election of the owner.It may be precisely because of this that Lifeng Villa has been able to stand tall in the treacherous martial arts world.

The current owner of Lifeng Mountain Villa, Zhu Jiehui, is a model who climbed step by step from the most ordinary beginner disciple to the position of owner.Now that he is old, he is also preparing to start planning for the election of the next owner.Although he entrusted most of the affairs in the village to his personal disciples, when he heard that the closed disciple of Master Shaolin Tianxuan was coming to visit, he tried his best to cheer up and arranged the reception himself.

As soon as Jia Wujue and Yue Chentan settled down at the post station in Lifeng Mountain Villa, someone came out to greet them.The visitor looked bright and handsome, and when he saw the two of them clasped their fists together, he said, "Su Zhejian is here at Xialifeng Mountain Villa, and is here to welcome you two at the order of the owner."

"Brother Su has really good eyesight." Jia Wujue saw the familiar wheelchair beside him, and said with a smile, "Brother Su recognized me before the two of us reported ourselves."

Su Zhejian pushed the wheelchair to Yue Chentan's side, and said with the same expression on his face: "How can the demeanor of the two of you be comparable to others?" Then he smiled and said calmly, "Actually, it's not that I have good eyesight, it's just that you two The portrait of the person has already been sent in advance."

"Who is it?" Jia Wuhu asked in surprise.

"He's not in the village at the moment. When he comes back, you two will know when you see him." Su Zhejian smiled mysteriously.

Su Zhejian led the two of them through large and small courtyards, and finally came to Zangfeng Hall where the owner of Lifeng Mountain Villa lived.After knocking on the door three times, an old voice came from inside the house: "Come in."

Pushing open the door, a somewhat hunched figure appeared in the center of the hall, staring at Jia Wuyu and the two, thoughtfully.

Is this the legendary figure—Zhu Jiehui, the holy hand of the casting tool?

Looking at the aging face in the center of the hall, Jia Wuchai couldn't help sighing that Lian Po was old and sighed endlessly.

After hearing the intention of the two, Zhu Jiehui was obviously stunned for a moment, and waved his hand tremblingly.When Su Zhejian saw it, he retreated tacitly, and gently closed the door.

"From what you said just now, this matter is really related to the Sword Appreciation Conference 20 years ago?" Zhu Jiehui stared at the two of them with cloudy eyes.

"Although it's just a guess, I'm [-]-[-] percent sure." Jia Wujue got up and said, "I would like to ask the owner to recall, what was unusual about the four masters at the sword appreciation meeting back then?"

Zhu Jiehui slowly closed his eyes, as if lost in thought.But every muscle on his face was tense, and it was obvious that he was not at all relaxed at the moment.

In the silence of this room, Yue Chentan suddenly said: "Master Zhu, do you remember that among the various sects who went to the Sword Appreciation Conference back then, there was a swordsmith family named Yongqingmen?"

Hearing this sentence, Zhu Jiehui's eyes opened suddenly, and his loose gaze became very sharp: "Eternal Green Gate? Who told you?"

"Family teacher." Yue Chentan looked at him coldly, without giving in.

Jia Wuhai looked at the exchange of eyes between the two, and knew that Yue Chentan might have touched the sore spot of Zhu Zhuangzhu, but——Eternal Green Gate? !Why did this strange monk never mention it to him? !

Just when Jia Wuhai was struggling, Zhu Jiehui had already looked away.He let out a long sigh, with a bit of helplessness in his tone: "Since Master Tianxuan favored it, it seems that this matter has been hidden anyway... Well, it's been 20 years, I should rest..."

He looked out the window with cloudy eyes, as if lost in memory, and said intermittently: "The sword appreciation meeting back then was actually the selection meeting of the owner of my Lifeng Villa...an important test for the selection of the owner. , It is a test of vision. Among peers, whoever can recognize the magic weapon with the discerning eye, and take out the sharp weapon that is not born in the world, is one step closer to the position of the owner. That year was the time of the sword appreciation meeting, and many sects would bring I went to the meeting with a rare treasure, and I thought it was the best time to select the artifact."

"There is nothing wrong with this idea..." Jia Wu deceived.

Zhu Jiehui shook his head, and continued: "Just before the Sword Appreciation Conference, Hu Qianren and the others suddenly found me. At that time, the four of them were not the head of the sect, but disciples who were favored by several heads... "Speaking of this, his voice suddenly became a little hoarse, as if full of remorse, "They said that there is a famous weapon in the Yijian family, which is unique in the world. add."

"This aristocratic family is the Eternal Green Gate." Yue Chentan said coldly, word by word, as if asking people's hearts.

"...This was undoubtedly a huge temptation for me at the time." Zhu Jiehui showed a painful look on his face, "I then asked, since it is a unparalleled famous weapon in the world, how can the Eternal Green Gate I would be willing to give it up to others. The four people reassured me that they had their own way, and they would be safe. They also said that they would not take a penny for this, and only hoped that after I took over as the owner of the villa, I would send a letter to their respective heads expressing my willingness. Become an ally, and the alliance matters will be handled by the four of them."

"It's not a big price." Jia Wu said bullyingly, "If I were placed in that position, I'm afraid I would agree."

Zhu Jiehui closed his eyes tiredly: "I just thought it was a very good deal, and I agreed without thinking about it. I didn't expect..."

"I didn't expect that the Evergreen Gate would be destroyed just because of your approval." Yue Chentan finished the next words for him.

"After I got the famous utensils presented by the four people, I focused on preparing for the trial. I didn't hear about it until the sword appreciation meeting, I heard..." Zhu Jie's gray and old voice was trembling, "Eternal Green Gate One Night Between them, they were brutally wiped out."

At that time, he had already guessed that the destruction of the Yongqing Clan was inseparable from those four people, but in the face of the easy-to-get position of the owner of the villa, he finally chose to remain silent.What followed was 20 years of conscience torture. He was tightly bound by guilt, and he couldn't relax for a moment.

"Since you know it's...why not..." Jia Wuchai didn't finish his sentence, but Zhu Jiehui understood what he meant.

He sighed heavily, did not answer Jia Wuju's question, his voice was weak and low: "I went to pay homage to them later, the dead are dead, but I can't rest for a moment."

Yue Chentan's eyes were deep: "Seek benevolence and get benevolence."

Do it yourself.

Jia Wuchai added silently.

Zhu Jiehui smiled wryly after hearing the words: "You are right. Those four people died in the end, and I think I will die soon."

"The owner Zhu means that this is a vendetta?" Jia Wu deceived.

"Maybe." Zhu Jiehui said indifferently.

"Since the Yongqingmen has been destroyed, who knows that the insider came here to seek revenge?" Jia Wujue asked doubtfully, "Could it be that there were still people alive in the Yongqingmen back then?"

Zhu Jiehui's eyes trembled slightly: "There are fifty people in the Yongqing Gate, but when I worshiped, there were only 49 tombstones."

"Did you know that someone survived?" Hearing what he said, Jia Wuchai was a little surprised.

"Yeah, I guessed it right then." Zhu Jiehui's voice lightened, as if he had let go of a heavy burden, "I've been waiting, he came to me, and has been..."

He groaned back and forth in the hall with a raving voice, full of despair, but also seemed to be relieved.

"Does Zhu Zhu know the name of the survivor?" Yue Chentan frowned slightly as he looked at Zhu Jie's dazed expression.

"Zhejian." Zhu Jiehui didn't answer their questions, but called to the door softly, calling Su Zhejian in.

"I'm a little tired, you can take the two guests to the guest room to rest first." Zhu Jiehui said weakly, leaning on the back of the chair, as if he was exhausted.

"Yes." Su Zhejian said to Jia Wuhao, "You two, please follow me."

Seeing this, Jia Wukai didn't want to ask any more questions, and followed Su Zhejian out of the lobby.On the other hand, Yue Chentan, after the door was closed, still stared at the closed door and did not leave for a long time.

"What can you see?" Jia Wuhai asked while leaning in front of Yue Chentan's room door.

"Come in, close the door." After Yue Chentan finished speaking, he turned the wheelchair and drove towards the central hall.

Jia Wujue looked around, closed the door carefully, then walked to the middle hall, moved a stool and sat down: "Now we can talk."

Yue Chentan poured himself a cup of tea, and took a sip, "Zhu Jiehui must have known the identity of the murderer, but he is determined to die, so I'm afraid he won't reveal more information."