However, no matter how I think about it, I can't remember where I saw it.

It's just that the skull is in front of him, and he can't control himself from looking at it, and even chases after it to see it. The more he looked at it, the more he felt like the heads of his father Zhuo Song and uncle Zhuo Ran, although he knew that it was not.

"No, I want to avenge my family, I can't fall. Zhuo Yifan thought secretly, and then looked at his dirty clothes, very disgusted.

He watched as the skull disappeared from his sight until it was gone.

Then he turned around and entered a clothing store, bought a personable dress, and the image of the handsome man in the past reappeared.

Then he bought another horse and ran towards Liangcheng, where Zhuojian Villa was located.

Soon he came to Liangcheng, he has lived in that city since he was a child, he is naturally a different kind of attachment, but at this moment he can't appear blatantly, he can only wear a hat, hide people's eyes, he knows that Liangcheng is now full of eyeliner, staring at him Don't make a mistake here.

He quietly blended into the crowd and slowly approached Zhuo Jian Villa, the place he was most familiar with and most concerned about.

At the door of Zhuo Jian Villa, there were no more skulls at this time, and Zhuo Yifan didn't feel a sense of angir when he saw the stone pillar.

Zhuojian Villa is still full of people, and it can even be said that it is crowded with people, and everyone has a smile on their faces, as if they have made a fortune.

Truckloads of swords were constantly being transported, and it goes without saying that large sums of silver were left behind. People are haggling, and people are buzzing.

Zhuo Yifan looked at everything that was familiar, and the scenes of his father's life in the past kept coming to mind, and those warm times were nostalgic.

It's just that right now, the villa has changed hands and is occupied by his enemies, and although he has known the truth for a long time, he still can't kill his enemies. It's not that you can't, but you can't, there's no way.

This kind of torment made him have nothing to live with, but the anger in his heart still can't be consumed.

From a distance, he saw Xiang Zhenfeng with a smile on his face, and Zhuo Yi stood beside him, looking like he was arrogant, and now he was no longer a person who was despised in Zhuo Jian Villa, but the master of the Young Alliance of the Dignified and Righteous Alliance.

"Xiang Alliance Leader, business is getting better and better. A man who looked like he was running the rivers and lakes laughed.

"Heck, it's all up to everyone to take care of the business. Xiang Zhenfeng also had a smile on his face, as if he was still the Mei steward of Zhuo Jian Villa.

Looking at the endless crowd and the strong martial arts leaders around Xiang Zhenfeng, Zhuo Yifan's chances of succeeding during the day were obviously not high, so he wanted to wait until the evening to do it.

In order to avoid people's eyes, Zhuo Yifan walked towards the remote old house.

That place is still very desolate, Xiang Zhenfeng did not knock them down after mastering Zhuo Jian Villa, but still maintained their original appearance, I don't know if it was because of the evil magic of those old mansions, or because he was the one who missed the old.

The wind blew gently, constantly hitting the courtyard gate with only one door, and the mottled marks made people feel creepy.

Looking through the single door outside, I saw a dense atmosphere rising inside, but this kind of dust was mostly dusty, gray, and almost breathless.

Zhuo Yifan looked around, but didn't find anyone around, so he tiptoed in.

Footsteps lightly stepped on the dry foliage, making a screeching sound, but since it was daytime, it had been muffled.

Zhuo Yifan continued to walk inside, gently pushing open the door inside.

As soon as he entered, the portrait of the evil ghost was still there, and his eyes were staring at Zhuo Yifan, just like when he first went in, he still saw the appearance of the evil ghost.

Zhuo Yifan stared at it, not afraid that it would lead itself into the gutter at this time, on the contrary, he also wanted to explore what kind of magic it had that made people lose their minds.

He stared at the painting silently, as if the eyes on the painting were staring at him, and the two pairs of eyes stared at each other for a long time.

After a while, Zhuo Yifan clearly felt dizzy, the sky was spinning, strange scenes kept appearing in front of him, and the things around him slowly disappeared, completely submerged in the illusion.

He saw Zhuo Song walking towards him. He didn't have a head, he just held his head in his hand and looked at him with a smile on his face.

"Dad!" Zhuo Yifan shouted.

"Fan'er, you have grown up, and my father is very happy. ”

"Father, I haven't avenged your revenge, and the child is ashamed of you. ”

"Alas, what is not revenge, you just live well, don't let the dead dictate your life, it's not worth it. ”

"Dad, the child already knows that it was Steward Mei who killed you, and the Steward Mei who has always pretended to be kind and honest turns out to be so vicious. Not only did he take Zhuo Jian Villa for himself, but he also brutally killed you, your mother, and your uncle!

"Mortals, the enmity of their parents is not shared. This is only of general significance, but it is not the case for everyone, and sometimes it is not a good thing if you can forget about hatred and live happily. ”

"Dad, you can't do it. Every time I think of you and my mother, as well as my uncle's cruel death, my heart is like a knife, and when I see Steward Mei's hypocritical face, I can't make myself feel at ease. ”

"Fan'er, can't you really get over this hurdle?"

"I can't convince myself, I can't convince myself at all. ”

"Well, well, Daddy can't help you over there, so you can do it yourself. However, one thing to keep in mind is that you must not embarrass yourself. ”

After speaking, Zhuo Song carried his head and walked towards the wall slowly, and then went up to the wall, and then disappeared into the painting.

Zhuo Yifan looked at him in surprise and called out loudly, but no one responded to him.

Just when he felt extremely depressed, Zhuo Ran walked out of the painting, his head was still there, but there were obvious cuts on his neck, and it was obvious that the head had been mounted. But his stomach was not so elegant, and blood stained his clothes.

"Yifan. Zhuo Ran shouted with a smile.

"Second uncle. Zhuo Yifan shouted.

"Yifan, what your father said just now is right, you don't want to avenge us anymore, the most important thing is to live a good life yourself, that is, if you take revenge, your life is lost, or it is mutilated, what's the point?"

"But I already know who the enemy is, and I can't be at peace without revenge. ”

"Yifan, in fact, it is not easy for Steward Mei, for the sake of your aunt Shen Qian, he followed her into Zhuojian Villa and became a housekeeper. It was only later that your aunt and I had a true affection for him that made him so manic and angry. ”

"Second uncle, how can you speak for him?