On the side of the backyard of the Zhongshan Martial Arts Dojo, there was a mess, and the pavilion next to the pond was full of holes, as if it had been pierced by a sharp weapon. And a few dead trees outside the pond covered with snow also fell to the ground, and the remnants of white flowers fell to the ground. There were also ice holes everywhere on the ice of the pond, and the water in the pond overflowed from the ice holes.

A stream of bright blood was not far from the two people lying on the ice like dead dogs, and I don't know who this blood splattered from. A dagger as thin as a cicada's wings lay silently outside the bloodstains, and a few white pieces of white crumbled on the ice with the wind.

Ling Tianyun and Zhong Jianhong's posture did not change, they were like two dying dogs. Panting heavily, his chest continued to rise and fall, and bright red blood stains overflowed from the corners of their mouths, as embarrassed as they were. Zhong Jianhong has long lost his elegant and leisurely atmosphere, his cloak is scattered, and there is no part of his whole body that is complete, and mottled blood stains flicker from the torn placket.

Ling Tianyun was even more serious, with a long wound on his open chest, and the blood stains on the wound had long since dried up. His pale face was bloodless, and his whole body was already stained with blood. He lay on his back, staring at the blue sky in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking, and there were occasional traces of flying eagles turning in the sky.

This was obviously not the traces left by Ling Tianyun and Zhong Jianhong's battles with each other, and they and the other person were the mess left over from the battle with the white shadow.

Zhong Jianhong had already sat up, not caring about the cracked ice beneath him, and he grasped something soft in his hand like a leather-like object. He spread out the soft thing on the ice with both hands, but the soft thing turned into a human face, and that face was one of the warriors in the Zhongshan Martial Arts Dojo, Ling Tianyun's acquaintance - Zhong Tong. This is actually a piece of human skin, a mask, but a mask made of real human skin.

"Brother Ling." Zhong Jianhong called out, but Ling Tianyun didn't seem to hear or seemed to be wandering in the blue sky, and didn't respond.

Zhong Jianhong called out again, and his voice was a little louder than just now.

"Hmm." Ling Tianyun responded.

"How does Brother Ling know that Zhong Tong has a problem."

"Guess."

“??????”

This kind of answer hit Zhong Jianhong very hard, and everyone guessed so accurately. Thinking of the battle just now, he was stunned again, and he still had palpitations in his heart.

Ling Tianyun was already exhausted, he didn't have the heart to answer Zhong Jianhong's question at all, and his mind was also replaying the battle just now over and over again. He didn't let go of every detail, including every movement of Zhong Jianhong.

Zhong Huangyu led several warriors to the backyard of the dojo, and when he saw this messy scene, his eyes flashed with a fierce light, and at the same time, he also frowned slightly at the already gray eyebrows. With a wave of his hand, the warriors stepped forward and helped the two who could not move to their feet.

Ling Tianyun and Zhong Jianhong were set up and left the ice of the pond.

The sound of "bang" kept coming from the ice, and the ice on the surface of the pond began to crack completely, and the bubbling water rushed up, and in an instant the ice turned into countless Xiaoice blocks, floating on the pond.

Ling Tianyun's whole body was covered in gauze and was thrown back to his original guest room like a giant meat dumpling. He had been stabbed no less than twenty times, and his whole body was covered in wounds. Although every wound is a wound, as long as you exert force, the stinging pain all over your body swells up like a tide. At this time, he was temporarily safe, and he was already physically and mentally exhausted, and fell asleep on the bed.

When Ling Tianyun woke up, it was already getting dark, and the remnants of snow outside still reflected a faint light, making the night a little brighter. And the crescent moon in the sky is also rarely visible, and the pale yellow light is sprinkled down.

Ling Tianyun tore open the gauze tied to his body and found that those injuries had begun to scab over and no longer bleed. He couldn't help but wonder about the medicine he had applied to his body, which was so miraculously applied to his wounds and had a faint sense of coolness. The wound had scabbed over the course of an afternoon, and it looked fine.

There were no samurai watching him outside, and he might be able to walk around the dojo at will, but he still didn't think about getting out of the dojo.

He changed into his clothes and walked out of his room, and found that the patrolling samurai did not stop him, just confirming his suspicions. He casually found a samurai who was patrolling and asked if he had anything to eat. And the warrior was also very easy-going and told him that the Great Elder and the Great Young Master were eating in the living room at this time, and they should be able to catch up if they rushed over now.

Regarding the matter of filling his stomach, Ling Tianyun was still influenced by the old monk, no matter how the sky fell, he felt that his stomach was still important, and after thanking the warrior, he walked straight towards the living room.

As soon as he walked to the door, he found that Zhong Huangyu and Zhong Jianhong's ancestors and grandchildren did not eat, but sat quietly at the table full of delicious food.

Ling Tianyun walked up unceremoniously, casually found a wooden chair and sat down, he didn't look at the ancestors and grandchildren sitting quietly on the side. The table was full of chickens, ducks, fish, and a large plate of vegetables, although he had just recovered from his injuries, he couldn't care so much. grabbed a few chicken legs and started eating, and didn't notice the grandparents and grandchildren who were full of astonishment on the side.

After a while of gobbling up, almost half of the dishes on the table went into Ling Tianyun's stomach, and he felt solid in his heart when he was full.

He burped with satisfaction and stretched out with satisfaction, only to find that the grandfather and grandson were looking at him with strange eyes. He couldn't help but smile wryly and touched the back of his head, looking cute and cute.

"Let the two of you laugh, I'm really hungry here." He said apologetically to the grandfather and grandson.

Zhong Huangyu looked calm, grabbed a wine jug and threw it at Ling Tianyun, without any words.

And Ling Tianyun took the wine jug and poured it directly into his mouth, and finally the pot of wine was poured by him to the point that there was no wine left, and then he stopped.

Zhong Jianhong smiled helplessly on the side, and he still grabbed the human skin and mask in his hand.

"I have long heard that Major General Ling is extremely wise, and today's incident is fortunate that Major General Ling skillfully set up this bureau to expose the true face of the assassin. The old Zhong family thanked the major general for his great kindness. ”

Zhong Huangyu got up and hugged his fist towards Ling Tianyun, but his old eyes couldn't stop flickering, and he didn't know whether he was really thankful or perfunctory in his heart.

"Don't, it's also time for the juniors to clear their suspicions, it's really lucky to be able to set up this game. The younger generation is just a dull person, but fortunately, Zhong Gongzi fully cooperated. ”

Ling Tianyun snorted, and also wanted to perfunctory the past. But where would Zhong Huangyu let him go, because he also had a lot of questions in his heart.

"Alas, I still let the thief escape, I don't know if Major General Ling is anyone who knows through the thief." Zhong Huangyu then asked.

"The younger generation is pure luck, and he teamed up with Zhong Gongzi to star in this play, but in fact, he didn't have the bottom in his heart to lead out the thief. Maybe the thief was more anxious, so he couldn't help but jump out. ”

What Ling Tianyun could be sure of at this time was that Zhong Jianhong had definitely not mentioned the matter of the jade pendant to Zhong Huangyu, could it be that his guess was true. Could it all be the conversation in that kiosk? This Zhong Jianhong really has ulterior motives, but what is his real purpose.

Ling Tianyun turned his gaze to the eldest son of the Zhong family, but seeing that the other party was also looking at him, the two of them tacitly smiled slightly and shifted their gaze away.

While listening to Ling Tianyun's answer, Zhong Huangyu casually picked up a few pieces of meat with chopsticks and stuffed them into his mouth, chewed a few lightly and swallowed them, and a few drops of oil from the corners of his mouth fell into his beard.

"Since General Ling didn't say it, the old man didn't force it. It's just that this thief doesn't know whether he is going to the young general or Hong'er, and this old decay needs to be clarified. ”

Feeling the greasy in his mouth, Zhong Huangyu picked up a cup of tea and poured himself out, he said unhurriedly.

"I don't know this junior, after all, the juniors have only just arrived in this Lanzhou City, and there are no enemies for the newcomers. Except for Senior Zhong imprisoning the juniors here, no one should have malicious intentions towards the juniors. If you want to talk about robbery, there are only a few pieces of silver on the juniors, and nothing else. But Zhong Gongzi is different, he is so graceful and suave, it is inevitable that there are some love debts to be repaid. Maybe it could be the killer hired by one of his sad people, but it doesn't have to be. ”

Ling Tianyun has nothing else to say except nonsense, then Zhong Huangyu may really find out about this jade pendant if he asks again, and when the time comes, it doesn't matter to himself, even Zhong Jianhong will be in trouble. In fact, Ling Tianyun didn't plan to help Zhong Jian Hongyuan, after all, this Zhong family son also used him once, but Ling Tianyun also wanted to get his own answer. No one believes in this kind of resignation, but it can also teach him a little lesson.

"Nonsense, why did eleven samurai die the night before, including the ten samurai who watched on you. What should be said about this? Zhong Huangyu couldn't help but be angry when he heard the other party's nonsense, and immediately became angry.

And Zhong Jianhong couldn't help but laugh when he heard his words, he didn't expect Ling Tianyun to make up such an interesting statement. He knew that the other party was helping him, and the other party must want to find out his true purpose in calculating him, but Ling Tianyun didn't want to borrow his hand from others. That's why they won't reveal any of their conversation in that pavilion to Zhong Huangyu, this is a kind of respect, and it is also Ling Tianyun's style since he walked around.

"By the way, what do the seniors think of this human skin and face?" Ling Tianyun saw that Zhong Huangyu almost exploded, and immediately changed the topic. He had only seen that person, and the moment Zhong Jianhong tore off the mask, a pale face like snow appeared in front of him. It was a man's countenance, his face beardless, but the paleness of his face was only that excessive paleness, like the paleness of a long stay in the dark without seeing the sun, a sickly paleness.

At a glance, the pale face was deeply imprinted in Ling Tianyun's mind. And after the man was injured by Zhong Jianhong's flying knife, he successfully escaped from the hands of these two people, and the figure floated like a ghost, slowly disappearing in the snow. Although Zhong Jianhong's body is also as elusive as a ghost, compared to that person's figure, the difference is not a level. That person's body is invisible, and Zhong Jianhong's body is tangible, and there can be traces to escape. But it was a real ghost, a ghost crawling out of the depths of hell.

Zhong Huangyu glanced at Ling Tianyun angrily, he knew that the other party wanted to change the topic, but he was helpless, although he still thought that the assassin's real target was Ling Tianyun. Maybe the other party really doesn't know or doesn't necessarily, but the other party's nonsense just now is obviously talking nonsense, and it seems that there is really something to hide from himself, and his nephew is the same.

"This piece of human skin, the mask, from the workmanship point of view, there is only one family in the world that can make such a perfect and exquisite mask. Only someone from that family could make such a beautiful mask, and there were no flaws. The old man really suspected that you might be really lucky, and only then did you see through the masked man. ”

Zhong Huangyu explained as he looked at Ling Tianyun again, and now he thought that it was pure luck that the other party had seen through the masked person. But the theory of this luck is mysterious and mysterious, and it may really be because of luck to see through it.

"Oh, which family is that, specializing in making human skins and masks, how many people are they going to kill in this way. Wouldn't such a family make people angry? ”

"It is said that no one has ever seen their true faces, known as the benmei people with human skins and masks. They wear masks all their lives and never take them off. What they show is not who they really are, but they wear a mask. Because the world has not seen their true faces, the world calls them human skins and masks. The man was obviously not that flattering, otherwise he would not have been easily masked. ”