Suddenly, I saw a piece of letter paper poured out of the thrown book and fell lightly on Yang Dingtao's heels. The pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info is the letter written by Yang Soul more than ten years ago, that is, the paper on which Ling Feng and Zhang Brown put it in the book.

Yang Dingtao was shocked, and hurriedly bent down to pick up the letter, opened his hazy eyes, and looked at the contents of the letter. After reading the letter, Yang Dingtao looked excited, sighing, complaining, sad, and helpless.

Yang Dingtao took the letter paper and said in a trembling voice: "Sister, when the master died, when you came back, you didn't say a word, your expression was sad, you didn't talk about the disciples of the Demon Sect. It turns out that you have been through so much, why don't you tell your family? We are your relatives, we will care about you, we will take care of you. ”

Yang Dingtao crumpled the letter paper tightly and said: "Demon Sect people are ruthless, although Zhang Jianhan did not fail you, he still did not protect you, did not protect your children. If your son is still alive, he should be twenty years old this year, right? Heaven and earth have created evil, and there is no room for a child. ”

Suddenly, Yang Dingtao threw the crumpled letter paper into a corner of the room and shouted: "Sister, although you left a letter for your brother, you did not explain the reason for leaving home. You said that the ancestors of the Yang family owe a favor to others, but in the end, why can't you tell them directly? It seems that you still regard your brother as an outsider, an outsider who realizes later. Haha......"

Yang Dingtao laughed sadly, his body was also swaying when he stood up, and he muttered: "Is there a secret of the ancestor of the Yang family? Is the Yang family the eighth family? Who can tell the old man? Yang Soul, where have you been in the past ten years, and what have you been doing?"

Zhang Palm, who was hiding outside the door, saw everything in the house clearly, and Yang Dingtao's desolation and grief seemed to be sad as well. Zhang Brown's figure flickered, and he quietly left the south chamber by the same way, leaving the side room full of grievances and revenge stories.

How deep is the south chamber a few feet deep, and how heavy is the copper lock in the spring and autumn lock?

The next day, Li Jinglei, the elder brother of Yangjiazhuang, called Kang Jue, a family member, and took out some silver taels and handed them to him, and said to him: "Kang Jue, I still have something to do, you go to the kitchen for me." ”

Kang Jue responded: "Prince Jing Lei, these silver taels are ......"

Li Jinglei said: "Last time, because the owner of the village was busy and there was not enough manpower, I invited four helpers in the market, and now, the funeral of the lady has also been taken care of, and you pay them on my behalf." He said that if the villa needed manpower in the future, he would definitely invite them again. ”

It's a tragedy. At the beginning, the Yang family wanted to marry a young lady of the Yang family because of the arrival of Zhang Brown, so Li Jinglei went to the market to buy food, and met Ling Feng and the four of them, and invited a few of them. Originally, a happy event was going to be held, but now, Liu Linan passed away, and the happy event turned into an injury, Ling Feng and A Duan also helped together, and they were busy for a while.

"Yes, Mr. Jing Lei. Seeing Kang Jue bow down and say, he asked, "By the way, do the four helpers have names?"

Li Jinglei thought for a while, and responded: "Ah Duan and Ling Feng." ”

"Ling Feng?" Kang Jue jumped up in shock, his face turned pale, and the silver in his hand fell to the ground.

Li Jinglei asked puzzledly, "Kang Jue, what's wrong, do you know Ling Feng?"

"Oh, no, Prince Jing Lei, Kang Jue doesn't know anything about Ling Feng. Kang Jue hurriedly picked up the two bags of silver and said, "Kang Jue retired." ”

Kang Jue walked out of the room uneasily and came to the courtyard, under the sun, the startled Kang Jue narrowed his eyes, and in a trance, the picture flashed in front of him......

Huaihe, a wilderness, in the cold wind, the four figures stood upright, led by a middle-aged man of forty-five or six years old, but seeing that his face was grim, his expression was indifferent, his eyes were shining, and he was quite mighty and intimidating, and he was actually a silver-faced Qin Ye.

The three men on the left and right in front of the silver-faced Qin Ye stood respectfully, all righteous and awe-inspiring, ready to go. One is quite thin, slender as a rod, with phoenix eyes, and a meat cleaver hanging from his waist, about forty years old Zhong Wuji. One is a Sima with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a high nose and a wide mouth, a fierce body, and a pair of soul-breaking axes inserted in his waist. The other is like a ghost, with a long face and a wide mouth, full of pimples, an extremely ugly appearance, and a pair of thunder lions with seven hooks on his shoulders.

I saw on the ground in front of me, trembling and lying on his stomach a young man with a hooked nose, small eyes, a thin body, ordinary clothes, and a gray hat on his head, which was actually Kang Jue.

Seeing the four of them fighting like this, Kang Jue was already frightened, his soul was not possessed, and he bowed to the ground and said: "Four masters, I don't know how the little one offended the little ones, and I asked the uncle to be kind and let the little ones go." ”

At this time, Lei Lion shook the Qili hook in his hand, pointed at the person on the ground, and roared, "You are Kang Jue, Ling Feng's entourage?"

Kang Jue replied in a trembling voice: "Yes...... Uncle. ”

"Whew!" Lei Shi shouted: "That's easy to do, give!" With that, Lei Shi shook out a paper bag from his cuff and threw it in front of Kang Jue.

Kang Jue picked up the paper bag and saw that there was some white powder in it, and he was immediately frightened and threw the paper bag to the ground. Kang Jue cried: "Uncle, the little one doesn't want to die yet, please spare your life." ”

Thunder Lion shouted: "Boy, you are really cowardly, boring, this thing is not for you." ”

Kang Jue looked at the Thunder Lion in puzzlement, but when he saw the sharp and cold eyes of the silver-faced Qin Ye, he couldn't help but shudder, and lowered his head again.

The thunder lion who listened said: "This medicinal powder is colorless and tasteless, while Ling Feng is not paying attention, put it in his tea, and you can save your life." ”

Hearing this, Kang Jue kowtowed and shouted: "Uncle, Ling Feng is Kang Jue's young master, the old man of the Ling family treats the little one like a mountain, and the little one can't be ungrateful and harm my young master......"

Before Kang Jue finished speaking, a shining hook had hooked the big hole on Kang Jue's back, and the huge body of the thunder lion had also fallen down and dragged Kang Jue's body forward.

The hook tip was inserted into the acupoint on his back, Kang Jue shed tears in pain, and cried out sadly: "Please spare your life...... uncle"

At this time, I saw Zhong Wuji on the side raise his right hand, and a gold ingot was thrown in front of Kang Jue.

Zhong Wuji said in a cold voice: "Kang Jue, timid as a mouse, good at gambling, addicted to the front like life, extremely lustful, has been by Ling Feng's side for six years. Once tricked Ling Feng into going to the bully post for five hundred taels, but fortunately, Ling Feng escaped death and you also got five hundred taels. ”

Hearing this, Kang Jue's face was shocked, kowtowed like pounding garlic, and shouted in a lost voice: "Uncle, please let Kang Jue go, kill people and set fires, as long as the uncle commands, Kang Jue must not frown and repay the uncle's kindness." ”

"Very good!" the silver-faced Qin Ye suddenly said, he flicked his sleeves and suddenly rose. At the same time, there were three long howls, and the other three also flashed, their clothes fluttering, the wind swaying, and Kang Jue couldn't open his eyes for a long time.

When Kang Jue opened it again, he saw a shiny ingot of gold and a paper bag in front of him. Just when Kang Jue was stunned, suddenly, an indifferent voice came from the air: "Kang Jue, you only have two choices, either pick up the paper bag, or prepare a coffin for yourself." It was the voice of the silver-faced Qin Ye.

The voice was loud and piercing, penetrating into people's hearts, and Kang Jue unconsciously blocked his ears with his hands. He trembled and stretched out his right hand, raised his head to the sky and shouted, and picked up the paper bag...... (To be continued.) )