Chapter 133 Xin Aotian, Huang Jiugai and Tang Wuwo
The waists of Xue Huaiwei, Tang Shize and Du Jiunian have been tied with ropes. The ropes used by the boatman sister to tie the boat are just the right length.
Xin Zhuo held the rope in his hands and dragged the three of them forward.
He didn’t mean to insult the three of them, but these three were of great use and could not be let go. But two were seriously injured and one was unconscious. He couldn’t carry them on his back, right?
On the river not far away, the four people from Lingxi and the boatman's eldest sister were still sitting on the board of the boat, their faces blank.
What happened?
Such a powerful Master Tang Shize was neatly beaten and disabled by a child who was probably not as old as he was, and was dragged along like a dead dog?
“I don’t believe it! I don’t believe it!” The square-faced girl seemed to have her dreams shattered and her idol character collapsed, trembling and shaking her head.
The two teenagers also held their knees with their hands, their eyes were dull, and they no longer had the high spirits of wandering around in the world. The world was too scary, so it was better to go home.
Only Lingxi looked at Xin Zhuo with stern eyes, and shouted with admiration: "May I ask the hero's name?"
Name taboo? Almost became your stepfather!
Xin Zhuo said casually: "I am Jiang Hezhu, the flower-picking thief who is full of evil and murderous people. I will kill these three people immediately. Please spread my reputation!"
"Uh... ..."
Lingxi was a little disappointed. Such a young hero with a very high level of martial arts could be so rude and a flower-picking thief. He responded timidly: "Okay, I will spread the word!"
Xin Zhuo has dragged the person away.
It had just rained on the mountain path, and there were still weeds on the ground. It didn't hurt to rub their backs, so Xue Huaiwei and Tang Shize, who were still awake, allowed Xin Zhuo to drag them while they had time to think about the problem.
Lost! Hesitant! disturbed! Dejected! fear!
All kinds of emotions surged into my heart, which can be described as a mixed bag of emotions.
The future is bleak, no! Lives are at risk!
But after being defeated with one move by a little thief who they and others always thought could be easily killed and treated as a plaything, the feeling of shame and shame was so strong that it destroyed all the pride in their hearts.
I can’t figure it out, I still can’t figure it out.
How can a little bandit be so powerful? Totally unreasonable.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. It was impossible to provoke Xin Zhuo. Tang Shize turned his head angrily and looked at Xue Huaiwei: "Brother Xue, you have no ability to recognize people. This defeat is not due to me. It's your fault." !” She sighed quietly and ignored him. Instead, she looked at Xin Zhuo's back in front of her with a very complicated expression: "Xin Zhuo, I suddenly understand why you can stir up trouble in Fufeng Mansion."
Xin Zhuo Head Didn’t reply: “What do you understand?”
"You are gifted as a monster, and your physique is different from ordinary people. You know how to adapt martial arts, or it may be that your grandfather Xin Aotian, the old thief, has a secret. He found people to fight and caused trouble everywhere throughout his life. Maybe he was integrating some kind of martial arts. Before he died, I’ll teach you all!” A person’s move route.
This failure is not my fault!
Xin Zhuo seemed to be only interested in the deeds of his grandfather Xin Aotian, and said: "You must have heard of my grandfather. Is he really as miserable as Ge's Manor said? I actually don't believe it. , tell me the truth, and I can spare your life!"
Xue Huaiwei fell into thought.
Tang Shize raised his head and sneered: "Tie Xin, do you really think we are afraid of death?"
"Very good, if you have the guts, I'll skin you first!" Xin Zhuo was extremely serious. Said: "Then sprinkle some salt, and after you die, feed it to the dog!"
Xiao Huang, who was wandering around, turned around when he heard this and barked viciously. Tang Shi was breathing heavily, frowning and keeping silent.
At this time Xue Huaiwei suddenly said: "I seem to know something about Xin Aotian!"
"Say!" Xin Zhuo's expression changed.
Xue Huaiwei said: "My master has a good relationship with the previous magistrate of Fufeng Mansion. I was sent to Fufeng Mansion as the chief arrester three years ago. At that time, I heard something about Xin Aotian,
It is said that when your grandfather Xin Aotian first arrived in Fulong Mountain, he was only in the ninth level and did things quite normally. He only robbed the rich and gave to the poor, and occasionally went out to bring back one or two children or refugees. He did not do anything extraordinary..."
Xin Zhuo believes this. Although his grandfather is a tough, rude and domineering person in his impression, as the saying goes, "love comes from the heart", his eyes are full of kindness, and he is definitely not like those people in Ge's Manor. So unbearable.
And the people he brought up the mountain, such as Cui Ying'er, Huang Dagui and Bai Jianxi, looked cold, rude, and cunning, but in fact they were all kind in nature and would not kill people at will or bully the weak.
Who will lead what soldiers? How bad can he be?
"Continue..."
"After a few years..." Xue Huaiwei thought for a while and said: "Your grandfather had a good relationship with a beggar, so much so that they ate and drank together. I don’t understand why a thief and a beggar are friends. Do they have anything in common?
Your grandfather then went to Duanyang Tower. You should ask Tang Shize about this. After your grandfather went to Duanyang Tower, he seemed to have changed. In the end, it was his father Tang Wuwo who killed your grandfather."
Xin Zhuo looked back at Tang Shize and said, "Tell me."
Tang Shize coughed lightly: "I was still young at that time, so I didn't know!"
"Ouch——"
The spear in Xin Zhuo's hand was already pressed against his neck. Punctured the skin of his neck: "Say!"
No one is not afraid of death.
Of course Tang Shize was no exception, breathing heavily: "I don't know the specific situation. I was only ten years old at the time. I vaguely remember that your grandfather and the beggar came together. Then we had a drink and left. I really don’t know anything else!”
Xin Zhuo thought for a while: "In that case, my grandfather and your father not only have no hatred, but are also friends. Why did your father kill my grandfather?"
Tang Shize frowned, as if he really didn't know.
Xue Huaiwei said: "After coming out of Duanyang Tower, your grandfather started doing all kinds of evil, and then the trouble got out of hand. Hero Tang Wuwo regarded himself as a famous martial artist, so he naturally wanted to eliminate all evil."
< br>Xin Zhuo sneered Said: "Do you think this theory makes sense? They are friends, why don't they persuade them to rebel? After my grandfather came out of Duanyang Tower, his temperament changed drastically. How could it have nothing to do with Tang Wuwo?"
" This..." Xue Huaiwei also felt that it was indeed illogical.
Xin Zhuo took a deep breath: "Do you know who that beggar is?"
Tang Shize suddenly spoke up, with a slightly fearful look on his face: "Huang Jiu Beggar! That old man is very evil, you will never know What is he thinking? He always smiles and looks pitiful. I once secretly saw him stuffing bugs into a child's neck. Is this what a normal person does? "
"Huang Jiuzai?"
< br>This name sounds vaguely familiar.
Xue Huaiwei said: "That's the beggar Huang Jiu from Fufeng Fucheng's Jinghuang Street. He once collected five hundred taels of silver from the Murong family and sang, 'The white horse whistles in the west wind, destroys Jiuheng with the sword, and the man with extraordinary talent is Fufeng. "Little Murong' is the Huang Jiu Beggar who made Murong Xiu famous"
(End of this chapter)