old grace

When the middle-aged man who claimed to be surnamed Shangguan died, the third lady visibly panicked.

Xie Qinghe thinks her reaction is worth scrutinizing: "You are so arrogant and domineering. You pick up the old, weak, sick and disabled for 'sacrifice' along the way, and you dare to speak nonsense when you see Fu Chuan. What do I think you are relying on? The word 'Shangguan'?"

The third lady looked at Fu Chuan.

Fu Chuan was also looking up at her.

Before Fu Chuan could make a hand, the third lady took a step back in a panic: "You have to think about it, if you kill me, the head of the Shangguan will not forgive you easily. I am also the French descendant of his old man..."

Just as Fu Chuan was about to refute her, the branch in Xie Qinghe's hand flew out.

Centered between eyebrows.

The bright red blood slid down the fair face of the third young lady, no matter how soft and charming she was, it all ended in an instant.

Fu Chuan wrestled with her for a long time with a gun, and every time she escaped a fatal blow with Feng Piao Xu's movement, he would get angry.Now that Xie Qinghe nailed her to death on the spot with a single branch, Fu Chuan was also secretly shocked by his uncle's cultivation.Great swordsmanship!It's too fast for people to see clearly and can't avoid it.

Xie Qinghe felt embarrassing even if he looked at her more: "Evil devils heretics dare to call Hanjiang Dharma descendant."

Only the young man who followed the third lady was left standing there with his neck shrunk, not daring to pant and let alone run, shivering.

"Uncle, what should we do with this man?" Fu Chuan asked.

The young man quickly knelt down and begged, "I beg the old man to be merciful. The little one is just a servant bought on the side of the road. If the master tells him to do whatever he wants, he can do whatever he wants. If he refuses to obey, I'm afraid he won't survive." Today, the little one never harmed anyone..."

"If you never harmed anyone, why did everyone in this camp sleep so soundly? Who put the drug in the campfire?"

Xie Qinghe is also quite convinced.

Don't you care about being a bad guy these days?You can't tell a lie.

That boy remembered Xie Qinghe pretending to be asleep.He boasted a few words to Feng Huan, but revealed all his details.

At this time, the night was silent, the only sound in the wind was the beeping and beeping of the campfire burning wood, and three corpses lay on the ground.

Feng Huan was stabbed to death by Fu Chuan, and both Shangguan Ying and Mo Qiangwei died under Xie Qinghe's branch.That's all for Feng Huan, thinking that Shangguanying is a cripple with missing legs, Mo Qiangwei is a charming girl, Xie Qinghe's hands are up and down, and she doesn't have the slightest bit of pity.

The young man only thought of this, and knew that if he begged for mercy based on his youth, he would never succeed.

"I would like to lead the way for the old man, and go to Longcheng to find Elder Yu." The young man quickly changed his words, "Aunt...is Miss San, Miss Mo, she is very fond of Elder Yu, and this time I came to Beijing to find Elder Yu's protection , I found another altar to continue practicing. I know the way, and I know how to ask Elder Yu!"

These words first touched Fu Chuan, who was plagued by lawsuits. Seeing that Xie Qinghe was still thinking about it, he couldn't help reminding: "Uncle."

Xie Qinghe has been in the devil for a long time, and he dare not say how deep he understands human nature. The villains he has seen, and even the memories and emotions of villains he has experienced must be countless more than normal people.According to his thinking, the boy doesn't have to stay.

But when Fu Chuan called him, he changed his mind: "Take it."

Fu Chuan was entangled in Yangliuhe's slavery and sacrifice, and the rumors in the world were extremely bad.Xie Qinghe can understand the urgency of the younger brother to clear his grievances.

"Search him, he is good at using medicine." Xie Qinghe ordered.

Fu Chuan first asked the young man to take back his clothes and baggage, and found a clean clothes that would never be carried with him. The young man thought he would change it himself, but Fu Chuan directly lifted him to the water source and took him away. Push into the water.

——It is more ruthless than being stripped and searched.

The boy got up from the water and dried his body by the campfire before he could put on the clothes that Fu had passed on to him.

In this way, not to mention the drugs, he was as clean as if Xie Qinghe had just been kicked out of space.

Fu Chuan went outside to fetch the second uncle, and asked curiously: "Uncle Shi, where are your carriage and uncle? Are they all in Anyang City?"

The carriage is in Anyang City, and the uncle is in the space!How can this be explained?Xie Qinghe was vague.

Fu Chuan didn't ask too deeply, but he was a little embarrassed: "Did I smash your condiment box, so you didn't bring the carriage at all? My disciple is naughty, master forgive me." He knew that Xie Qinghe was particular about going out, Turning around to lead Miss San's carriage, muttering, "You can't stop eating hot water for three meals a day, and you need hot water to wash your hands and feet at night. How convenient is it without a carriage."

Miss San's carriage was the most spacious and beautiful, Fu Chuan immediately fell in love with her.Of course, he also wanted to check Miss San's belongings to see if there were any clues.Unexpectedly, when he opened the curtain of the car, he was surprised to find that there was still a child lying inside: "Who is this?"

"The child that the demon girl picked up halfway." Xie Qinghe explained.

Last night he didn't hear any strangers in the third young lady's carriage, but now he opened the curtain and saw that there was only a donkey curled up in a corner of the carriage. It seemed that his mother had really been killed.The third lady picked up some people along the way, others were adults, and they could go on the road by themselves without following the caravan. Only the donkey egg, the unlucky child who lost his mother, could only wait for death if he stayed.

"He has a weak disease, and his mother was also killed by a witch. If he stays here, the caravan will not take care of him. Take him with you." Xie Qinghe said.

Fu Chuan thought for a while and said, "Then shall we bring two carriages?"

Under normal circumstances, ordinary people's carriages are single-passenger.In recent years, the political situation has been peaceful, and the imperial court encourages business, and businessmen often travel long distances. If ordinary people use double carriages, the imperial court will turn a blind eye.No matter how spacious and luxurious the third lady's carriage was, it was also a two-passenger carriage. The carriage was decorated with various small drawers, as well as beds, tables and chairs, which took up a lot of space.

If Fu Chuan and Xie Qinghe shared this carriage, it would be easier for the young man to sit on the shaft.

However, there is another child to be added...

Fu Chuan and Xie Qinghe squeezed out their psychological shadows in the pony carriage, and then thought about bringing an extra carriage.

Xie Qinghe had a half smile but not a smile: "You also want to drive every day?"

Two carriages require two drivers.In the past, Fu Chuan and Xie Qinghe took turns driving the car, and they could chat and talk together, but if they were driving two cars separately, neither of them could rest, let alone chatting in the air.

Fu Chuan hesitated for a moment, then pointed at the boy with his neck curled up: "He can drive a car. Hey, what's your name? Can you drive a car?"

That young man has been lowering his sense of existence, so he was suddenly called by Fu Chuan, and he quickly replied: "The young one is called Wei Qin, he can drive a car, he can meet. He can also collect firewood, cook and boil hot water, and he can do small things like serving people." !"

Wei Qin originally thought that someone from Fu Chuan or Xie Qinghe would follow his car and watch him personally.

Unexpectedly, Xie Qinghe hid Liao Si's carriage, Fu Chuan carried the donkey egg into the cart, and said, "You drive the cart and follow us." His eyes swept over the various medicine bottles he threw on the ground. With a glance, "You can be dishonest too."

Wei Qin felt that his throat was chilly, and there was a kind of swelling and pain that he couldn't cough or swallow, and Feng Huan's face appeared in front of his eyes.

"Please hurry back to the car. Disciple, let's take a look at what's inside first." Fu Chuan handed the whip to Xie Qinghe.

Xie Qinghe was also used to being a groom for his junior brother. After he put on the carriage, hung up a night light, he left the camp unsteadily and headed north.Wei Qin, who had just been warned by Fu Chuan, did not dare to fall behind, and drove the carriage tightly behind the two of them, fearing that one step behind would be misunderstood as "dishonest", and Fu Chuan would shoot him through the throat.

Fu Chuan began to check drawer by drawer slowly.

The third lady's box originally contained four carriages. According to what Liao Si said, in order to pick up the old, weak, sick and disabled on the road, the third lady threw away a lot of boxes and cages, and reprimanded the servants. Is it more important to save people or property?Many of Shengtonghe's employees were moved to tears by the bodhisattva's daughter.

Part of the cage was thrown away, and there was a carriage containing the food, clothing and flowers of the third lady, and Fu Chuan did not go over the carriage.

——If Miss San has important things, she will definitely keep them with her.

"Girls' hairpins are shiny and pretty." Fu Chuan found a box of jewelry, looking at it with emotion.

Xie Qinghe remembered the past when he and Fu Chuan met, that brat went through his personal belongings one by one.Hate it, hate it, Fu Chuan searched things carefully, and probably wouldn't miss any clues, Xie Qinghe was quite relieved that he would check Miss San's carriage.

"Look, Master." Fu Chuan lifted the curtain of the car, reached out and took out a gold-encrusted jade swing, and a golden light fainted from the shake.

Fu Chuan lightly pressed his hand on the jade piece inlaid with Bu Yao, and a sharp point popped out from the head of the hairpin. From half a foot away, Xie Qinghe could smell the faint fishy smell from the point.It can be seen that the pointed tip has been poisoned.He reminded: "Su Gao. The throat is blocked by blood. Be careful."

"Well, I know." Fu Chuan put Bu Yao back and continued to browse in the carriage.

The road ahead is dark.

Even if there were lights hanging on the carriage and the moon was covered by dark clouds this night, it was impossible for the carriage to go too fast.

Xie Qinghe listened to the sound of horseshoes, and Fu Chuan was still rummaging through boxes and cabinets behind his back. After thinking for a long time, he still wanted to ask: "You found out that the third lady is good at running in the wind, and you heard that the person claimed to be Shangguan, you are very hesitant."

Fu Chuan didn't seem to hear this sentence, and he didn't say anything for a long time.

"You suspect that the third lady's Feng Piaoxu's body skills come from the head of the Shangguan?" Xie Qinghe asked.

He asked too directly.

Fu Chuan turned around irritably in the carriage, sat down in front of the door, with his back to Xie Qinghe, and sat quietly for a long time.

"I shouldn't have thought so. I was wrong. Uncle, will you tell Master about this? The old man will definitely be very sad knowing that I have doubted him because of my stupidity..." Fu Chuan's voice was dull, hidden There is the meaning of begging.

Xie Qinghe understood that Fu Chuan wanted to ask him to keep this matter a secret and not tell anyone.

However, Fu Chuan is also very clear that this matter is a small problem for anyone, except him.

He is the head disciple and the future head of the Hanjiang Sword Sect.He became suspicious of Shangguan Shiyi, that is, the future head of the Hanjiang Sword Sect had doubts about the current head.This is definitely a major event that can shake the foundation of the sect.

If Fu Chuan doesn't even have this sensitivity, he is not qualified to be the head disciple of the Hanjiang Sword Sect.

When Xie Qinghe was young, he liked to talk back to his master. When he was an official, he should retire to Feixian Caolu. After Xie Qinghe was in charge of all affairs of the sect, Xie Qinghe stopped talking back to his master.How master and apprentice get along in private is one thing, on the surface, Xie Qinghe will never violate any rules set by Shangguan Shiyi.

Shangguan Shiyi taught the disciples in the inner sect, every sentence was "obey the words of the senior brother", while Xie Qinghe said "obey the rules of the master".Even though Xie Qinghe often dislikes Shangguan Shiyi's way of doing things, if Shangguan Shiyi has not died or abdicated for a day, he will not object to any rules set by Shangguan Shiyi, and there will be no obedience or violation.

There are no two suns in the sky, and no two kings in the country.

If you want to enjoy the privileges of being a head disciple and get the best support and training, you also have to shoulder your own responsibilities.

Ordinary disciples do not have the obligation to correct their thoughts and maintain a high degree of consistency with the head of the school, but the head disciples must.The existence of the head disciple is to ensure the stability and inheritance of the sect. If this purpose cannot be achieved, and it becomes the source of the chaos, it is the head disciple's negligence.

"When I find out what's going on with this group of people who call themselves 'Shangguan', I will take the initiative to explain the matter to Master."

Fu Chuan groaned for a long time, but he still didn't ask Xie Qinghe to hide it. He sighed and said, "I also couldn't figure it out for a while, so I was led into the ditch by Mo Qiangwei. She is really good at deceiving people."

"I can see that you have a very good relationship with the sect leader." Xie Qinghe comforted, and asked deeply, "Why do you doubt it?"

On the contrary, Xie Qinghe has already seen that the relationship between the junior brother and the master is not very good.

Judging from the panic and hesitation shown by Fu Chuan earlier, Fu Chuan didn't understand Shangguan Shiyi at all.Shangguan Shiyi's violent temper, if there were "French descendants of blood" like Shangguanying and Mo Qiangwei, he would have cleaned up the family long ago, how could he still be a monster until now?

With Fu Chuan's almost strange enthusiasm and pursuit of "big brother", it can also be seen from the side that the greatest and most admirable male image in Fu Chuan's heart is not his mentor Shangguan Shiyi who personally took care of him and brought him up, but in the He was completely absent during his growth and was more like a "big brother" of some kind of idol symbol.

This is absolutely not normal.

Fu Chuan didn't speak.

"Can't you tell me? I just care about you, and I don't have to go to the head to make irresponsible remarks." Xie Qinghe proposed an exchange.

The implication of this sentence is that if you can convince me that you have every reason to doubt Shangguan Shiyi, or that your doubts are justifiable, then I will pretend not to know about it.

"I'm always thinking wrong." Fu Chuan didn't look for reasons for himself, and felt very depressed.

He thought of Xie Qinghe stabbing the middle-aged man to death in an instant, and felt that he was going too far.Uncle Master is just Master’s younger brother, and he can trust Master like that. I am Master’s direct disciple, the disciple entrusted by Master with the mantle and head of the sect, but I hesitated...

Xie Qinghe raised the curtain of the car, pressed Fu Chuan's head in his arms with one hand, and patted it gently: "The Hanjiang Sword Sect didn't come forward to preside over the overall situation for you in the Yangliuhe tragedy, you feel very wronged, don't you?"

Fu Chuan's breathing tightened for a moment, and he quickly denied: "I didn't!"

"You should be wronged." Xie Qinghe pressed back his stubbornness, "I have always been very surprised about this matter. It is said that the matter is so uproar, Master should speak for you. If he does not come forward in person, ask Li Nanfeng to write a Posts spread all over the world, and it will not evolve to the current situation."

It made the younger brother look like a mouse crossing the street, everyone shouted and beat him.A teenager who is only a teenager has to face all this alone.

Fu Chuan held his breath and said: "I'm a little confused. However, I know it's not right. Master always has his reasons for doing things. Even if he... ignores me, he wants to sharpen me. It's not that I doubt his old man. reason."

"He has an ambiguous attitude on this matter. The third lady acted arrogantly and resorted to secrets, and the man with missing legs claimed to be Shangguan. All kinds of confusion and anomalies are connected, and you will be under a lot of trouble." Strange conclusion. You can't believe it, and you're afraid of offending Master, that's why you did that, right?" Xie Qinghe touched his eyes, but fortunately, they were only slightly moist, but he didn't cry.

Fu Chuan was hit by every weakness in his heart, and he still just insisted with his mouth pursed: "Uncle, don't excuse me. It's just that I was wrong. I shouldn't think that way at any time."

Xie Qinghe lifted his collar and said, "Then, would you like to lie on the uncle's lap for a while?"

Fu Chuan sobbed, straightened his clothes, and lay curled up on the shaft of the car, with his head on Xie Qinghe's lap.

Xie Qinghe can understand Fu Chuan.

As the number one sect, the Hanjiang Sword Sect has not only used force to suppress Jianghu for a long time.To a large extent, the Hanjiang Sword Sect also bears the heavy responsibility of preaching and teaching.Many families of the Baidao sect with clean origins and long qualifications have hidden the secret books of the basic mental methods of the Hanjiang sword sect, and all sects can teach their disciples by themselves.This type of skill is called the power handed down from generation to generation.

The other part of the advanced martial arts that can only be practiced by joining the Hanjiang Sword Sect is called the untold secret.

It must be known that Hanshan has extremely strict standards for selecting disciples, and the disciples of the outer sect must also be investigated for three generations.

There are extremely detailed records of when the disciples entered the mountain, when they passed the assessment, and what kind of exercises they were allowed to practice.

Because the practice of the Hanjiang Sword Sect is different from the secular ones, it is extremely powerful. If there is an immoral person who disrupts the world, the sect can check the ins and outs in detail and clean up the sect immediately.The secret of the Hanjiang Sword Party is so strictly controlled.Not to mention spreading it to outsiders, disciples in the sect would never dare to teach and accept it privately, or exchange practices with each other.

Who dares to risk being chopped to death by the palm of the real master, and leak the practice?The middle-aged man called himself Shangguan again.

Especially Miss San firmly believes that she is of Shangguan French descent. I'm afraid she really thinks that she has a close relationship with Shangguan Shiyi, otherwise, how would she dare to be so rampant?After the Yangliuhe massacre, not only did they not escape, but they dared to collect sacrifices on the road with great fanfare.

If it wasn't for Xie Qinghe's familiarity with the origin of Shangguan Xiexiu's lineage, based on all the above, he would have doubted Shangguan Shiyi.

"If you are in a better mood, I want to teach you two things." Xie Qinghe tried his best to speak softly.

Fu Chuan was only in his teens, he had gone through so many things, and the teacher did not give him much help, Xie Qinghe felt that he had been treated badly.But the child is so obedient, he insisted that he was wrong, and he didn't think about it or make excuses at all.

Fu Chuan sat up embarrassingly, bowed his head and said, "Master, please teach me."

"To defend against the enemy, you should only rely on your heart and don't care about favors. If you think about it carefully, you know that Miss San cannibalizes people, and you also know that the man with the missing leg is not a good person. Why can't you stab him to death with a single shot? Do they embarrass others? Don’t they deserve to die? Do you kill people to make others happy? Don’t you dare to kill others if they are unhappy?” Xie Qinghe said.

He kept saying "others", but he was actually referring to Shangguan Shiyi.

Fu Chuan was taken aback by what he said.

"If you didn't care about favors from the beginning, you don't have to worry about whether Master will be sad now." Xie Qinghe said.

This is like a slap in the face.

Killing is for the law of heaven, not for human feelings.

That being the case, not killing is only for the law of heaven, not for human feelings.

My heart was wrong from the beginning, otherwise, how could I be so passive?Fu Chuan's eyes suddenly brightened.