The identity of the child's father seems unusual

In the dark night, with a cool breeze, there is a rag flag erected at the corner of the deserted path, with four large ink characters written in cursive.The flags swayed from side to side with the wind, showing signs of defeat.Under the streamer is a huge rock that can be a man, and in front of it is a rough pine table.

During the day, a lame Taoist priest with a mole on the corner of his mouth sat there, smiling and looking at passers-by.When Yi Zhiyu passed by, the old Taoist coughed and stopped, pretending to be a master of Taoism.

"This little brother, go slowly."

Yi Zhiyu kept walking.

The old Taoist fell to the ground!Unable to pretend anymore, he hurriedly stood up and blocked Yi Zhiyu's way.

"What's the matter?" Yi Zhiyu was displeased.

"Your forehead is black and there is blood on the poor Taoist temple. There is a saying that I hope you will keep in mind." The old Taoist stroked his long beard, looked at Yi Zhiyu and said, "There is a wedding at my brother's house. It's a great thing. I hope that my little brother will recklessly use the idea of ​​killing to accumulate virtue for his descendants, so fortunate."

"you……"

Don't wait for Yi's reaction.The old Taoist paced away immediately after finishing speaking, regardless of his fortune-telling booth.At first, Yi Zhiyu thought he was a Taoist cheating money, but he told about the addition.The three of them knew about this matter, and no one else, how did this Taoist know?And why did he say that he wanted to kill indiscriminately? It can be seen that he has found Ying Er's whereabouts, so he has to be a person without anyone noticing.

When he came out from the medicine hut to the ruined temple where Ying Er was hiding, Yi Zhiyu passed by this place again, remembering what happened during the day, he sneered.Those who believe in ghosts and gods are nothing more than ghosts in their hearts.He is frank, what fear.

Ying Er was in a light sleep, suddenly felt a chill, quickly touched the dagger hidden under the pillow, and immediately sat up.But the person came faster than him, the hair-cutting blade was only less than a finger away from his blood vessels, and the goosebumps all over his body stood up in fright.

"Which hero are you?"

Yi Zhiyu showed his face.

"The one who wants to kill you."

!When he was frightened, Ying Er was directly knocked out, and Yi Zhiyu stopped him and took him away without making a sound.And Ying Er couldn't even remember which enemy he was before he fell into a coma.

A basin of cold water was poured on him to wake him up. When Ying Er woke up, he found himself in a dark and cold cave with a fishy smell. He retched twice, his limbs were weak, and he sat back. After moving two steps, I felt something slippery on my hands.It made my hands sticky and smelly.

Look up, it's a torch.

"Who are you?" Ying Er really couldn't remember.He had many enemies, and countless people wanted him to die, but he really didn't remember this one.He was sure that if he had seen such a person who was as evil as Yan Luo, he would never forget it.

But between the brows, there is a bit of familiarity.

"Can't remember? A few days ago, you took away 300 taels of silver from my house."

Yi Zhiyu raised the torch up to brighten it up.

"Ah! It's you... No... You are..." Ying Er recalled, "Who are you to that person?" He mistook Yi Zhiyu for two people.

Yi Zhiyu didn't answer.

There was a rustling sound of rubbing behind Ying Er, which made people's ears numb.Where is this cave, why is it so cold, damp and creepy?

Ying Er was terrified, but his mouth was still stubborn.

"Hehe, you are that dead ghost's elder brother." Ying Er concluded that the man might have nothing to live for if he was bitten.

"Why don't you look behind you." Yi Zhiyu finally spoke, and pointed the torch forward.

"What are you looking at... ah!" Ying Er turned his head, and under the firelight was a big pit, full of entangled snakes.This is a snake den!

"What do you want to do?"

"You love playing with snakes so much, how about trying to be bitten by a snake?"

"No, you can't do this!" Yinger's scalp exploded, these things that he usually used to harm others for pleasure made him so scared for the first time. "Please, please, forgive me!"

"There is a saying in this world. If you walk too much at night, you will always encounter ghosts." The retribution that should come will never be absent.

Yi Zhiyu showed a rarely seen smile.It wasn't the warm smile that Jing Zhaoqiu had seen before, but a half-dangerous smile like this wet cave and snake letters.

With this kind of smile, he pushed Ying Er to the snake den.Ying Er's scream was drowned in Wan Snake's entanglement.

The cruel and cruel things he has done in the first half of his life have never been less.Otherwise, the emperor would not trust him and give the Yi family so much honor.

The retribution that should come will never be absent.Yi Zhiyu recited these words silently, and stood there holding a torch for a long time.

Will there be retribution for what he has done?He didn't believe in ghosts and gods before, nor did he believe in the afterlife, and now he also scoffs at ghosts and gods.What was supposed to come would come sooner or later, he had no worries before, he had a poor relationship with his biological mother, he had no close friend who could live his life, no wife who loved each other, and he was all alone.

But... Now, he has a concern in his heart, which is worth more than a thousand pieces of gold.

Don't dare not look forward and backward.

It's your fate, if you were in the past, you would definitely die.

the second day.An old hunter picked up a comatose person from the cave.The man was so unlucky that he fell into the snake pit where thousands of snakes mate in the cave. Fortunately, they were all non-poisonous snakes.

It's just that people seem to have something wrong with fright, and they have become complete lunatics.From now on, the snake shadow will scream when it sees anything long.Thinking that day in the snake cave must have become a nightmare of his life.

Since then, in the streets and alleys, you can always see a lunatic speaking crazy words.If you walk too much at night, you will always encounter ghosts and the like.

One day, when Jing Zhaoqiu and Yi Zhiyu were eating in a restaurant, they heard the neighboring table discussing this matter.Jing Zhaoqiu felt cold all over his body, and he lost interest in eating the meat caught in the air, so he turned his chopsticks and put them in Yi Zhiyu's bowl.

"You eat it. I don't have much appetite." He was afraid that snakes really had a psychological shadow, and he lost his appetite just by listening to them.

"Why don't you want to eat it? I didn't say that I wanted to get out of the fried chicken here. I just ate two bites. If you don't want to eat this, let's have a drink of soup. The fish soup is very good. If you think it's good, let's go home as well." Do it." Yi Zhiyu knew that Jing Zhaoqiu was nauseated after hearing what happened next door, so he deliberately changed the subject.

Yi Zhiyu did not tell Jing Zhaoqiu about Ying Er's affairs.This kind of picky matter is not on the table, there is no need to bring it up and dirty your eyes.

Ying Er is a person who takes pleasure in torturing and killing poisonous snakes all day long, but in the end he is killed by snakes, which is all retribution.The snakes in the snake cave obviously don't have poisonous snakes, they are nothing more than water snakes in the mountains.It's just that he has harmed too many people, so I didn't expect such a thing to happen.

Jing Zhaoqiu doubted Yi Zhiyu's cooking skills: "You can do it?"

"You can try." Yi Zhiyu nodded.

Jing Zhaoqiu smiled, looking very happy.Although there were some calluses on Yi Zhiyu's hands, one could tell at a glance that they were ground with a sword and a bow.The words written with the pen are also many times more beautiful than his, and the strokes are as vigorous and powerful as sand scratches.

Eating is even more revealing.Holding chopsticks to eat is a rule. Although it is more casual now and not as particular as it was at the beginning, the basic connotation is there, and you can easily see the demeanor of a child from a wealthy family.

Such a person washes his hands and makes soup, which makes Jing Zhao feel soft in his heart.

The two were eating on the second floor, and the lame old man happened to pass by the street downstairs.Seeing Jing Zhaoqiu, Tui Yi Zhiyu pointed to the Taoist priest, look, that man.

"What's wrong?" Yi Zhiyu's heart skipped a beat.Why is it still him?

Jing Zhaoqiu shook his head, and he was also puzzled: "He insisted on giving me a fortune-telling test, but I sternly rejected it." Feudal superstition is bad, bad.

The lame old man just happened to look up, smiled, waving his streamer and dragging a pair of broken straw sandals, singing an unknown opera and walking away.Since then, no one in Xinyang City has seen this lame old man again.

At this time, the two only looked at the lame old man, and then continued to eat.The waiter served the dessert, Jing Zhaoqiu stared at the exquisitely shaped dessert, his chopsticks were in mid-air without moving.

"Why don't you eat?" Yi Zhiyu pushed the plate over there.He doesn't eat these, and Jing Zhaoqiu only developed this hobby of eating sweets after she became pregnant.

Jing Zhaoqiu patted his stomach, kicked Yi Zhiyu's leg, and muttered, "He's really good at eating. I used to eat three meals a day, and I wasn't hungry. Now I eat snacks every now and then, and I'm still so hungry."

"Not much, let's eat." Yi Zhiyu pushed the plate a little further.

"It can't be fat." Jing Zhaoqiu jumped up, grabbed Yi Zhiyu and asked, "Were you fat when you were young?"

Yi Zhiyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, what and what was all this.He found that Jing Zhaoqiu was more and more fond of thinking.He was far more cheerful and lively than when he met him at the beginning. When he first met him at the Jing Manor, he only knew that the Fourth Young Master of the Jing family was shut up because of a serious illness and had a calm personality.When we first met, he was really not talkative.

But I don't know, it's all about sex now.

But what Yi Zhiyu didn't know was that as long as Jing Zhaoqiu let go of his guard, he would naturally become more outgoing.He was in the Jing Mansion, surrounded by wolves and tigers, everyone was staring at him, one mistake would kill him, so he was naturally cautious.In addition, the life in the Jing Mansion is like being in prison, it is really hard to laugh.

Yi Zhiyu shook his head.

"not fat."

Should not be fat.

Jing Zhaoqiu patted his chest, picked up a large piece of pastry, and nodded.

"Then I don't worry, I'm not fat either. I can't have two fat ones give birth to a fat one."

After finishing speaking, he nodded again, and then finished the pastry in one bite.

Yi Zhiyu had never been fat, let alone when he was a child.When he was a child... he was not favored.The maid even forgot to breastfeed him, and no one remembered it until she was hungry for a long time.Of course, this was something he didn't remember before, or he heard it later when he grew up.

As long as he could remember, he had always been skinny.And his brothers are all chubby, and everyone has a better life than him.At that time, no one thought that Yi Zhiyu would be the future head of the Yi family.

Everything was created by Yi Zhiyu himself.I don't want to be trampled on by others, so the authorities do everything possible to knock everyone down and win status, power and wealth.His life creed has always been to get everything by any means, and never leave a way out for himself.So become a sharp knife in the hands of the emperor.

But not now.He must have a retreat.Yi Zhiyu took a sip of tea and fixed his eyes on Jing Zhaoqiu.

The reason for leaving no way out is because apart from his own life, he has nothing he cannot lose.

The reason for leaving the retreat is that Yi Zhiyu finally realized that there is always something more important than his own life in a person's life.If you want to protect it, it has nothing to do with interests.

In Kyoto, the sky is full of clouds and the clouds are shining brightly. Here, there are countless dignitaries.Yi Mansion, which is most favored by the emperor at the foot of the imperial city, is much less lively than it used to be.The maids and servants are all gloomy, and the master has not returned home yet.

This is the pillar that supports the whole family!If it is broken, there will be no successors, and the whole family will also be ruined from then on.

The old lady was sitting upright in the middle of the lobby, and below were several of Yi Zhiyu's cronies.

The old lady sighed.After all, it was the lack of concern when they were young, and the relationship between the two was so close that it was not even as good as a trusted confidant.