Bai Ruwan said, "I have already said just now that my father no longer cares about the affairs of the rivers and lakes when he was sixty years old, and now he has been idle at home for nearly ten years, I am really afraid of him...... I also know that this case is a little tricky, that's why I asked you for help. ”

Speaking of this, he looked at Jian Thirty, pleaded with a face, and said, "Then can you help me?"

Seeing her pleading, Jian Thirty was really embarrassed, you said help, this matter is really too tricky, you say don't help, such a beautiful big girl begged for herself.

What's more, as soon as he came in, he saw other people's Bai Shengsheng's feet, although his body also wanted to see it, but he was rejected by his damn shyness.

After thinking about it, when I couldn't make up my mind, I suddenly saw the little maid who had helped Bai Ruwan wash her feet in a panic, and said hurriedly, "Oh, no, Miss, the master is here." ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw the white-haired old servant who had asked for the sword in his thirties pushing an old man who was nearly seventy years old into the courtyard of the small building.

Although this old man is old and his beard is white, he is still in good spirits and full of energy, and there is a smile between his eyebrows that he has not seen for many years.

In that way, it seems that he can kill the tiger of Jingyanggang with one punch.

At this moment, the old man's body was wrapped in a wide and comfortable black robe, and the aging body was obliterated in it, as if the courage and audacity of his youth had been contained in it.

His face was slightly tinged with a healthy yellow, and there was a faint hint of the ruddy of being pampered for a long time.

Probably because of the bloody life in the rivers and lakes that I had endured for a long time when I was young, my skin was slightly rough. Although he is now old, a pair of discerning eyes are still as sharp as an eagle falcon, coupled with the high hooked nose between his eyebrows, which always shows that this is a shrewd and capable strong man who will never accept the arrangement of fate.

But unfortunately, despite the stubborn will hidden in his bones, illness and pain still befell this tough guy, this almost mythical figure in the Six Doors.

Due to the passage of time and the life of his youth, his legs have gradually refused to serve his shrewd and capable body, and it hurts for dozens of hours on cloudy and rainy days, so for several years, he can only rely on a wheelchair to support his still energetic body.

And this old man is known as the treasure of the six doors, and the white prison knife that has not been solved for decades.

Seeing the sudden appearance of the white prison knife, Bai Ruwan was stunned at first, as if she was a little caught off guard, revealing a panicked expression, but then deliberately made a calm demeanor, walked out of the door, greeted her, and then, coquettishly snuggled up to the side of the white prison knife, and said softly, "Dad, why are you here?"

The White Prison Knife held her hand, patted it gently, and said with a smile, "Did you ask that sword thirty to come here?"

Hearing this, Bai Ruwan's face suddenly changed, and his expression was flustered, and then he looked at the white-haired old servant standing next to him, with a questioning look on his face, and then, like a schoolboy whose mind was being peeped through, he slowly lowered his head and denied in a low voice, "No." ”

The White Prison Knife touched the beard under his chin, and said in a deep voice, "You don't have to look at Ah Xiang, I have to force him to say it, what about Sword Thirty?"

Jian Thirty knew that if he didn't come out at this time, things would become more complicated, so he coughed pretending to be loud and walked out of Wanwan Xiaozhu, and then, smiling at the old man, and said loudly, "Bai Zhutou, I'm here, Miss, I already knew that you couldn't hide this matter from Bai Zhutou at all." ”

Bai Prison Dao looked at Jian Thirty, smiled bitterly, and then looked at Bai Ruwan, with a look of love and pity, and said softly, "Wanwan, do you think that your father is old and useless?

Jian Thirty seemed to have seen the heart of the White Prison Knife, so he touched the scar on his neck, and said in a deep voice, "Bai Zhutou doesn't need to blame Ling Qianjin anymore, in fact, she is also worried about you when she does this." ”

Speaking of this, he looked at the aging White Prison Knife sitting in a wheelchair, and said in a deep voice, "Actually, at the beginning, I didn't understand why Ling Qianjin put down the treasure of the six doors, and the shelf of the White Prison Knife Qianjin who had no case to solve the case wanted to invite me, a grassroots prodigal, to this Blade Snow Mountain Villa, and now, I finally understand, if I guessed correctly, I think that the previous white catcher probably didn't need to sit on this chair, right?"

Hearing this, the White Prison Knife felt as if someone had touched the pain, his face suddenly changed, and then, with a stubborn face, he said coldly, "Solving the case is not with your feet, but with your brain." ”

Speaking of this, he arched his hand at Jian Thirty, and said in a deep voice, "I'm sorry, Sword Hero, the little girl has been troubled for a while, and I have disturbed Your Excellency's schedule and invited you to come to our village. ”

Jian Thirty was not angry at all, and still said with a smile, "Actually, Bai Zhutou doesn't need to say sorry, because I have already promised Ling Qianjin to help, although my Jian Thirty is not a righteous gentleman, I will never break my word." ”

Bai Prison Dao looked at Jian Thirty, his face suddenly became very gloomy, he turned the wheel gently and steadily with his hand, took a few steps forward, and said coldly, "I know, your Sword Thirty is the most famous person in the rivers and lakes in recent years, not only because you have defeated the invincible enemy of the golden gun, but more importantly, you are too nosy, the battle of Fujia Villa, the battle of Seven Killing Ruins, and even the six doors are highly respectful to you, but you really can't afford to take care of this time, do you know who the opponent we are going to face this time is?"

Hearing this, Jian Thirty smiled lazily, and then, touching the scar on his neck, his face didn't matter, shook his head and said, "I don't know, I don't know who the opponent is every time I am nosy, and every time I finish meddling, I will feel afraid, but it is this kind of hindsight that makes people feel more excited." ”

The White Prison Knife snorted coldly and said, "I believe you won't feel scared this time, because when you feel scared, I'm afraid the head has already landed, and the opponent we have to face this time is Gong Yusan, who is known as the Third Young Master." ”

Hearing this, Jian Thirty immediately gasped.

Gong Yusan's name, he had heard it a long time ago.

This is a figure that is almost close to a myth, however, he was a little surprised, and said loudly, "However, I heard that this third young master is rich on the Jia side, and even richer than the richest man in the rivers and lakes, the old man of Fengnan Tianfeng, he has no reason to commit the crime at all." ”

The White Prison Knife touched the handle of the wheelchair and said indignantly, "Although this legendary Third Young Master is rich and rivals the country, no one has ever known the source of his wealth, including me, the White Prison Knife, which is known as the treasure of the Six Doors. ”