Chapter 35 Thirty-fourth Chapter Master of the Divine Sword Hall

The sun at noon was as dark as dusk. Ding Linglin looked at Fu Hongxue's lonely back, sighed suddenly, and said, "You're right, Cui Nong really shouldn't have come back to look for him, and now he really left Cui Nong instead." She shook her head and sighed, "I thought he had gradually become a human being, but who knew he was still the same as before, nothing at all." Ye Kai said: "He is not a thing, he is a person." Ding Linglin said: "If he had any human touch, he shouldn't have left that poor girl." Ye Kai said: "Because he is a human being, he must leave that girl."

Ding Linglin said: "Why?" Ye Kaidao: "Because he feels that he has been wronged, the burden must be heavy in his heart, and if he continues to live with Cui Nong, it will definitely be more painful." Ding Linglin said: "So he would rather others suffer." Ye Kai sighed and said: "Actually, he himself is also in pain, but he has to go." Ding Linglin said: "Why?" Ye Kaidao: "Since Cui Nong can leave him, why can't he leave Cui Nong?" Ding Linglin said: "Because...because..." Ye Kai said: "Is it because Cui Nong is a woman?"

Ding Linglin said: "A man should never bully a woman." Ye Kai said: "But men are also human beings." He sighed again, and said with a wry smile: "The biggest problem with women is that they don't always treat men as human beings. They always think that women deserve to make men suffer, and men deserve to die if they make women suffer." Ding Linglin couldn't help pursing her lips into a smile, and said, "Men are supposed to be damned." She suddenly hugged Ye Kai, bit his ear, and said softly: "It doesn't matter if all the men in the world are dead, as long as you can live alone."

The autumn wind is bleak, and people are more lonely. Fu Hongxue walked slowly, knowing that there would never be anyone following him with his head down.It's nothing, he's used to being alone.But now for some reason, he always felt a little empty in his heart, as if he had lost something behind him. Sometimes he can't help but look back, the road behind is very long, he has already walked a long way alone, but the road ahead is even longer, does he want to go on alone? "Where are her people?" What is she doing in this desolate autumn wind?Did he weep quietly alone, or did he find another obedient young man?

Fu Hongxue's heart began to feel like being pricked by needles again. This time he left her, he shouldn't think about her anymore, shouldn't be in pain anymore.But he would think about it, and it would be painful. Does everyone have a desire to torture himself? Why does he torture others as well as himself? Even if he knew where she was now, he would never look for her again. But he still had to suffer for her.What is this for? Even Fu Hongxue couldn't help crying sometimes when there was no one around. But before he shed tears, he heard the cries of others. It was the cry of a man.The crying was loud and mournful.

Men seldom cry like that, only widows whose husbands have just died. Although Fu Hongxue was not a person who liked to meddle in other people's affairs, he couldn't help but feel very strange. But of course he would never go to see it, let alone ask. The cry was in a not very dense forest in front of him, and he walked slowly from outside the forest. The crying person was still crying, and while crying, he was still murmuring intermittently: "Hero Bai, why do you want to die? Who killed you? Why don't you give me a chance to repay my favor?" Fu Hongxue stopped suddenly and turned around.

A man in filial piety was kneeling in the woods, with a small table in front of him. On the table were some paper figures and horses, and a paper knife. A knife made of white paper, but the handle is painted black. This man seems to have passed middle age, but his figure still maintains the thin and vigorous body of his youth. The lines of his nose and mouth are very straight. He seems to be a person with a strong personality and is not easy to cry. But now he was crying very sadly.He took down the paper figurines, horses and paper knives on the table, and lit a fire, with tears still streaming from his eyes.

Fu Hongxue had already walked over and stood by, watching quietly. But this man was watching the paper figurines and paper horses being burned in the fire. He poured a glass of wine and poured it on the fire with tears, poured another glass of wine and drank it himself, and murmured: "Bai Hero, I have no other filial piety, I just hope Your spirit in heaven will never be lonely..." Before he could finish his sentence, he burst into tears again. After he finished crying, Fu Hongxue called out, "Hi!" Startled, the man turned around and looked at Fu Hongxue in surprise.

Fu Hongxue said, "Who are you crying for?" The man hesitated, and finally said: "I'm crying for an indomitable man, a peerless hero, it's a pity that you young people don't know him." Fu Hongxue's heart was already beating, and he barely controlled himself, and said, "Why are you crying for him?" The man said: "Because he is my lifesaver. I have never received favors from others in my life, but he saved my life." Fu Hongxue said, "How did he save you?" The man sighed, and said: "Twenty years ago, I was a bodyguard master, and I protected a heavy bodyguard passing by here."

Fu Hongxue said, "Is it right here?" The man nodded and said: "Because my bodyguard is too heavy and the burden on my shoulders is too heavy, so I just want to send this bodyguard to the ground quickly, but I forgot to go to Haohanzhuang to deliver the post to Xue Bin." Fu Hongxue asked: "Could it be that people who come and go have to pass posts to him?" The man said: "Everyone who passes by here must go to Haohan Village to pass a post, meet him, drink him a meal, pay him some money before going on the road, otherwise he will think that others look down on him."

Anger appeared in his eyes, and he sneered and said: "Because he is a hero here, so no one dares to offend him." Fu Hongxue said, "But you offended him." The man said: "So he brought his sixty-three-jin giant ax and came to trouble me." Fu Hongxue said, "What does he want from you?" The man said: "He wants me to leave the escort car first, and then invite the escort master of our escort agency to come and kowtow to Haohan Village together to make amends." Fu Hongxue said, "You don't want to?" The man sighed: "It's okay to kowtow to make amends, but this escort has to be delivered within a limited time, otherwise the signboard of our escort agency will be smashed." He suddenly puffed up his chest and said loudly: "Besides, I, Zhao Dafang, was also a well-known figure back then, how could I bear this tone!" Fu Hongxue said, "So you handed it over?" Zhao Dafang sighed again, and said: "It's a pity that his sixty-three-jin Xuanhua iron ax is too domineering. I am really no match for him. In his rage, he wanted to chop me right under the axe." .” His expression suddenly became excited again, and he quickly continued: "Fortunately, at this moment, that hero happened to pass by here, stopped him as soon as he made a move, asked him about this matter, reprimanded him, and called He immediately let me go." Fu Hongxue said, "What happened next?" Zhao Dafang said: "Of course Xue Bin is still a bit unconvinced and wants to strike, but his Xuanhua iron ax weighing sixty-three catties turned into paper in front of this hero." Fu Hongxue's heart was beating again. Zhao Dafang sighed, and said: "To be honest, I have never seen such a high martial arts in my life, nor have I seen such a generous and righteous person, it's a pity..." Fu Hongxue said, "What a pity?" Zhao Dafang said sadly, "It's a pity that such an indomitable person was killed by Xiaoxiao and died for no reason." Tears welled up in his eyes again, and he continued: "It's a pity that I don't even know where his tombstone is, only on this day every year, I come here to pay homage to him, think of his past glory, think of him Good for me, I can't help crying." Fu Hongxue clenched his hands tightly, and said, "He... what's his name?" Zhao Dafang said sadly: "Even if I say his name, you young people won't know it." Fu Hongxue said, "Say it!" Zhao Dafang hesitated, and said, "His surname is Bai..." Fu Hongxue said, "Master Bai, the magic sword?" Zhao Dafang suddenly said: "How do you know him?" Fu Hongxue didn't answer, but clenched his hands even tighter, and said, "What kind of person is he?" Zhao Dafang said: "As I said just now, he is an indomitable and extraordinary man, and also the most remarkable hero in the martial arts in the past hundred years." Fu Hongxue said, "Is that why you said that because he saved you?" Zhao Dafang said sincerely: "Even if he didn't save me, I would still say the same thing. Anyone in the martial arts world who doesn't know the name of Master Sword White will not admire him." Fu Hongxue said: "But..." Zhao Dafang hurriedly said: "Those who don't admire him must be those unreasonable and evil robbers and gangsters, because Bai Daxia hates evil like a vengeful, and he is born chivalrous. If he sees something injustice, he will definitely not be able to resist it." He went on to say: "For example, Xue Bin will definitely hate him and talk about his bad work behind his back, but..." Fu Hongxue's already cold heart suddenly warmed up again. What Zhao Dafang said next, he could not hear at all, and his heart was suddenly filled with the desire for revenge, even stronger than before. Because now he finally understood what his father was like. Now he's convinced that whatever it takes to avenge his father is worth it. He hated those who assassinated and slandered his father, especially Ma Kongqun. He vowed to find Ma Kongqun!I swear that I will never spare this shameful murderer again. Zhao Dafang looked at him in surprise, unable to guess why the young man suddenly changed. Fu Hongxue suddenly said, "Have you ever heard of the name Ma Kongqun?" Zhao Dafang nodded. Fu Hongxue said, "Do you know where he is?" Zhao Dafang shook his head, his eyes had already seen the knife in his hand from his face. Dark knife.The scabbard is black, and the handle is black. This knife is obviously something that Zhao Dafang will never forget.He jumped up suddenly, and said in a voiceless voice: "You... Could it be that you are..." Fu Hongxue said, "I am!" He said nothing else, turned around slowly, and walked out of the woods. The autumn wind outside the forest is blowing across the earth. Zhao Dafang stared at him bewilderedly, then rushed out, rushed in front of him, and knelt down.Loudly said: "Hero Bai has a great kindness to me. Although his old man has passed away, you...you must give me a chance to repay your kindness." Fu Hongxue said: "No need." Zhao Dafang said: "But I..." Fu Hongxue said: "You said those things to me just now, it can be regarded as repaying your kindness." Zhao Dafang said: "But I might be able to find out the information about that Ma." Fu Hongxue said, "You?" Zhao Dafang said: "Although I have washed my hands and don't eat the food of the escort industry, but there are still many friends of mine who walk around in the rivers and lakes, and they are very well-informed." Fu Hongxue lowered his head, looked at his hand holding the knife, and then suddenly asked, "Where do you live?" The room was simple and clean, with a portrait hanging on the white wall. The portrait is not well drawn, but it is very vivid. A middle-aged man with a white face and a slight beard, and piercing eyes, with his face slightly upturned, stood outside a willow forest, with a straight body, like a dart gun.He was wearing a purple satin brocade robe, with a knife hanging from a ribbon around his waist. Dark knife! There was still an incense table in front of the portrait, and on Baimu's spirit card, it was written: "The spirit seat of the great hero Bai." This is Zhao Dafang's home. Zhao Dafang is indeed a person who knows how to appreciate people, and he is indeed a man of blood.Now he went out again to inquire about news for Fu Hongxue. Fu Hongxue was sitting at a poplar table, staring at his father's portrait.What he held tightly in his hand was the same knife with a black scabbard and a black handle. He has been here for four days.For the past four days, he has been sitting here every day, just staring blankly at his portrait. His whole body was cold, but his blood was hot. "He is an indomitable and extraordinary man, and also the greatest hero in the martial arts in the past hundred years." This sentence is enough.No matter how much he suffered, no matter how great his sacrifice, this sentence is enough. He must not let his father's heroic spirit think that he is a son who does not live up to expectations. He must wash away this blood feud, no matter what price he pays, it is worth it. As night fell, he lit a lamp and sat alone under the solitary lamp. These days, he has almost forgotten Cui Nong, but in this lonely autumn night, under this lonely lamp, the flickering flame seemed to suddenly become Cui Nong's eyes. He gritted his teeth, trying desperately not to think about her.It was an offense, a disgrace, to think of such a thing in front of his father's portrait.Fortunately, at this moment, there were footsteps outside the door. This is a very secluded alley, this is a very quiet small house, no one else will come. The person who came in was indeed Zhao Dafang. Fu Hongxue immediately asked, "Any news?" Zhao Dafang lowered his head and sighed. Fu Hongxue stood up slowly, and said, "You don't have to feel uncomfortable, it's not your fault." Zhao Dafang raised his head and said, "You...you want to go?" Fu Hongxue said, "I have been waiting for four days." Zhao Dafang rubbed his hands and said, "Even if you want to leave, you should wait until tomorrow." Fu Hongxue said, "Why?" Zhao Dafang said: "Because someone is coming tonight." Fu Hongxue said, "Who?" Zhao Dafang said: "A strange person." Fu Hongxue frowned. Zhao Dafang's expression became excited, and said: "He is not only a strange person, but also a lunatic, but he is the most well-informed lunatic in the world." Fu Hongxue hesitated, and said, "How did you know he would come?" Zhao Dafang said: "He said it himself." Fu Hongxue said, "When did you say that?" Zhao Dafang said: "Three years ago." Fu Hongxue frowned again. Zhao Dafang said: "Even if he said it thirty years ago, I still believe that he will definitely come tonight. Even if his two legs are cut off, he will come crawling." Fu Hongxue said coldly, "What if he dies?" Zhao Dafang said: "If he dies, someone will definitely ask someone to carry his coffin." Fu Hongxue said, "You trust him so much?" Zhao Dafang said: "I do trust him, because he has never broken his promise once." Fu Hongxue sat down slowly. Zhao Dafang suddenly asked again: "You never drink alcohol?" Fu Hongxue shook his head. When he shook his head, he felt a dull pain in his heart again. Zhao Dafang didn't see his pain, and said with a smile, "But that lunatic is an alcoholic. I prepared two jars of good wine for him two years ago." Fu Hongxue said coldly: "I just hope that someone will drink these two jars of wine." The wine has been placed on the table, two large altars. It was late at night, and there was a faint sound of watch drums in the distance, and it was almost the third watch. No one came at midnight.Zhao Dafang still sat there with peace of mind, not even a little anxious expression. He is indeed a very trusting friend! Fu Hongxue sat there motionless, not asking any more questions. It was Zhao Dafang who couldn't help breaking the silence, and said with a smile: "He is not only a lunatic, but also a drunkard, and a lone thief, but I have never met a friend who is more reliable than him." Fu Hongxue was listening. Zhao Dafang said: "Although he is a lone thief, he is a grand thief who steals from the rich and gives to the poor. On the contrary, he is often poor and penniless." Fu Hongxue was not surprised, he had seen this kind of person before.I heard that Ye Kai is this kind of person. Zhao Dafang said: "His surname is Jin, others call him Jin Crazy, and gradually he even forgot his original name." Fu Hongxue was not listening to him at this moment, because at this moment there were footsteps in the alley. The footsteps were heavy, and they were the footsteps of two people. Zhao Dafang also listened, shook his head immediately and said: "The person who came is definitely not him." Fu Hongxue said, "Oh?" Zhao Dafang said: "I said that he is a lone thief, he has always been a lone thief." He smiled, and said again: "The footsteps of the lone thief will never be so heavy when walking." Fu Hongxue also admitted that what he said was reasonable, but the footsteps stopped right outside the door. This time it was Zhao Dafang who frowned. There was a knock on the door outside. Zhao Dafang frowned and murmured: "This is definitely not him, he never knocks on the door." But he still had to open the door. Sure enough, there were two people outside the door.Two people carried the coffin with a large mouth. The night was very dark, the autumn stars were very high, and the faint starlight shone on the faces of these two people.Their faces are very ordinary, and they are also wearing ordinary coarse clothes and straw sandals on their bare feet. Anyone can see that these two people are bitter people who sell their labor for a living. "Your surname is Zhao?" Zhao Dafang nodded. "Someone asked us to bring this coffin to you." As soon as they put the coffin in the door, they turned away without another word, as if afraid that they might not go fast enough. Zhao Dafang originally wanted to chase after him, but he stopped after seeing the coffin. He just stood there, staring blankly at the coffin, with tears in his eyes, and said sadly: "I said, even if he died, his coffin would be brought up. " Fu Hongxue's heart also sank.Although he didn't hold out much hope for this matter, there was always a little hope. Now hope is lost. Seeing Zhao Dafang's sad expression for his friend, he certainly didn't feel too good about it.It's a pity that he never comforts others. Now he suddenly wants to drink again. The wine is on the table. Zhao Dafang sighed sadly, and said: "It seems that no one really drinks these two jars of wine." Suddenly a person said loudly: "It's strange that no one drinks it." The sound came from inside the coffin. Then, I heard a "bang" of the coffin, the lid opened, and a living person jumped out of the coffin. A big man with a beard and a naked upper body, but wearing black satin trousers embroidered with red flowers, and brand new official boots with powder bottoms on his feet. Zhao Dafang laughed loudly and said, "You madman, I knew you wouldn't die." Crazy Jin said: "If you want to die, you have to drink up your two jars of old wine first." As soon as he jumped out, he smashed the mud seal of the wine jar with his palm, and now he started drinking from the jar. Fu Hongxue was sitting next to him, but he didn't even look at it, as if there was no such person in the room. This guy does look a little crazy. But Fu Hongxue wasn't angry, and he often couldn't see others. Crazy Jin almost drank half of the jar of wine in one breath, then stopped to take a breath, and said with a big laugh: "Good wine, it really is a good old wine, at least I didn't come here in vain." Zhao Dafang asked: "You come when you want, why do you want to play tricks like this?" Crazy Jin stared and said, "Who is playing tricks on you?" Zhao Dafang said: "If you don't play tricks, why do you hide in the coffin and ask someone to carry it?" Crazy Jin said: "Because I'm too lazy to leave." The answer to this sentence is wonderful and crazy, but when he said this sentence, his eyes seemed to reveal a hint of worry and fear. So he immediately picked up the wine jar again. Zhao Dafang took his hand. Crazy Jin said: "What are you doing? Can't bear this jar of wine?" Zhao Dafang sighed and said, "You don't need to hide it from me, I know you must be in trouble again." Crazy Jin said, "What's the trouble?" Zhao Dafang sighed: "You must have offended someone. You hid in the coffin to avoid him." Crazy Jin stared again, and said loudly, "Why should I avoid others? Who has I been afraid of, Crazy Jin?" Zhao Dafang could only keep his mouth shut. He knew that he would never be able to ask any more questions now, and even if Crazy Jin was in serious trouble, he would never tell it in front of a stranger. He finally remembered that there was a third person in the room, and immediately smiled and said: "I forgot to introduce you, this friend is..." Crazy Jin interrupted him and said, "He is your friend, not mine." Before he could finish his sentence, his mouth was on the wine jar again. Zhao Dafang had no choice but to smile wryly at Fu Hongxue, and said apologetically, "I told you earlier that he is a lunatic." Fu Hongxue said, "The lunatic is fine." Crazy Jin put the wine jar on the table suddenly and heavily, staring and said: "What's so good about a lunatic?" Fu Hongxue ignored him. Crazy Jin said: "You think that a lunatic is good, but are you also a lunatic?" Fu Hongxue still ignored him. Crazy Jin burst into laughter suddenly, and said, "This man is interesting, very interesting..." Zhao Dafang tugged on his sleeve quietly, forced a smile and said, "You may not know who he is, he..." Crazy Jin interrupted him with staring eyes again, and said, "Why don't I know who he is?" Zhao Dafang said: "You know?" Crazy Jin said: "As soon as I walked into this room, I already knew who he was." Zhao Dafang was even more surprised, and said, "How do you know?" Crazy Jin said: "Even if I don't recognize his person, I can still recognize this knife of his. I, Crazy Jin, have been in the rivers and lakes for so many years. Is it for nothing?" Zhao Dafang straightened his face and said, "Since you know who he is, you shouldn't be so rude." Crazy Jin said: "I want to try him." Zhao Dafang said: "Try him?" Crazy Jin said: "Others say he is also a monster, even weirder than me." Zhao Dafang said: "What's so strange?" Crazy Jin raised his feet wearing powder-soled official boots high, and said: "I heard that he can bear anything, as long as you are not his enemy, even if you slap him in the face, he will not fight back." .” Zhao Dafang said with a straight face, "You'd better not try this." Crazy Jin laughed and said: "Although I am a lunatic, I am still a living lunatic until now, so I can hear a lot of news." Zhao Dafang asked immediately, "What news?" Crazy Jin ignored him, but turned his face away, glared at Fu Hongxue, and said suddenly, "Do you want to know where Ma Kongqun is?" Fu Hongxue clenched his hands again, and said, "You know?" Crazy Jin said: "I always know a lot." Fu Hongxue's voice was hoarse due to nervousness, and he asked, "He...where is he?" Crazy Jin shut his mouth suddenly. Zhao Dafang rushed over, grabbed his shoulder firmly, and said, "Since you know, why didn't you tell me?" Crazy Jin said: "Why should I say that?" Zhao Dafang said: "Because he is the descendant of my benefactor and also my friend." Crazy Jin said: "I have already said that he is your good friend, not mine." Zhao Dafang said angrily, "Are you my friend?" Crazy Jin said: "It's still the same now, because I'm still alive." Zhao Dafang said: "What does this mean?" Crazy Jin said: "You should understand what this means." Fu Hongxue said: "Could it be that you will die if you say it?" Crazy Jin shook his head and said, "That's not what I meant." Fu Hongxue said, "Are you willing to speak only if there are conditions?" Crazy Jin said: "There is only one condition." Fu Hongxue said, "What conditions?" Crazy Jin said: "I want you to kill someone for me!" Fu Hongxue said, "Kill who?" Crazy Jin said: "Kill someone I never want to see again." Fu Hongxue said: "You hid in the coffin just to hide from him?" Golden Maniac defaults. Fu Hongxue said, "Who is this person?" Crazy Jin said: "He is someone you don't recognize, and he has neither enmity nor hatred with you." Fu Hongxue said, "Why would I kill such a person?" Crazy Jin said: "Because you want to know where Ma Kongqun is." Fu Hongxue lowered his eyes and looked at the knife in his hand. He always had this expression when he was thinking. Zhao Dafang couldn't help but said, "Why do you have to kill this person?" Crazy Jin said: "Because he wants to kill me." Zhao Dafang said: "Can he kill you?" Crazy Jin said: "Yes." Zhao Dafang was moved and said: "There are not many people who can kill you." Crazy Jin said: "There are even fewer people who can kill him." He stared at the knife in Fu Hongxue's hand, and slowly continued, "The only thing in the world that can kill him now is perhaps this knife!" Fu Hongxue tightly gripped the knife in his hand. Crazy Jin said: "I know you don't want to kill him, and no one wants to kill a stranger who has never met before." Fu Hongxue said: "But I must find Ma Kongqun." Crazy Jin said: "So you have to kill him." Fu Hongxue's hand clenched even tighter. Crazy Jin is right, no one wants to kill a stranger who has never met before. But those nineteen years of engraved hatred, like a poisonous weed, had taken root in his heart—even though it was planted in his heart by others, it would take root in his heart now. Hatred is not natural.But if hatred has taken root in your heart, no power on earth can pull it out. Cold sweat began to flow down Fu Hongxue's pale face. Crazy Jin looked at him and said, "Yuan Qiuyun is not your enemy either, you didn't know him, but you killed him." Fu Hongxue suddenly raised his head. Crazy Jin continued indifferently: "No matter who seeks revenge, it is inevitable that they will kill many wrong people, and those killed are usually innocent strangers." Fu Hongxue suddenly said, "How do I know that after I kill him, I will definitely find Ma Kongqun?" Crazy Jin said: "Because I said so." He never broke his promise once, even Fu Hongxue couldn't believe it. It is not an easy task for a person who is being chased to kill him at the moment of life and death, but still has not forgotten the date he made three years ago. Fu Hongxue lowered his head again, staring at the knife in his hand, and said slowly: "Now I just want you to tell me one more thing." Crazy Jin said: "What's the matter?" Fu Hongxue said word by word, "Where is this person?" Crazy Jin's eyes lit up. Even Zhao Dafang couldn't help showing joy on his face, he was their friend, and he hoped that they could get what he wanted. Crazy Jin said: "Go north from here, walk four or five miles, there is a small town, and there is a small hotel in the small town, that person will definitely be in that small wine shop around dusk tomorrow." Fu Hongxue said, "What town? What hotel?" Crazy Jin said: "There is only one small town going north from here, and there is only one hotel in the small town. You can definitely find it." Fu Hongxue said, "How do you know that person will be there at dusk tomorrow?" Crazy Jin smiled and said, "I said, I know many things." Fu Hongxue said, "What kind of person is that person?" Crazy Jin muttered, "It's a man." Fu Hongxue said, "There are also many types of men." Crazy Jin said: "This person must be the strangest kind. As long as you see him, you will know that he is different from everyone else." Fu Hongxue said, "How old is he?" Crazy Jin said: "Accordingly, he should be thirty or forty years old, but sometimes he looks very young, no one can tell how old he is." Fu Hongxue asked again: "What's his last name?" Crazy Jin said: "You don't need to know his last name?" Fu Hongxue said: "I must know his surname before I can ask him if he is the one I want to kill?" Crazy Jin said: "I want you to kill him, not to make friends with him." Fu Hongxue said, "Do you want me to attack him as soon as I see him?" Crazy Jin said: "It's best not to say a word, and you must never let him know that you intend to kill him." Fu Hongxue said, "I can't kill people like this." Crazy Jin said: "You must kill people like this, otherwise you will most likely die at his hands." He smiled, and said again: "If you die in his hands, who else can avenge Hero Bai?" Fu Hongxue was silent for a long time, then slowly said: "No one wants to kill a stranger." Crazy Jin said: "I said that." Fu Hongxue said: "Now I have promised you to kill him, I will never kill the wrong person again." Crazy Jin said: "I don't want you to kill the wrong person either." Fu Hongxue said: "So you should at least explain this person's appearance more clearly." Crazy Jin thought for a while, and said, "Of course there are a few special things about this person." Fu Hongxue said, "Say it." Crazy Jin said: "The first point is his eyes, his eyes are different from anyone else's." Fu Hongxue said, "What's the difference?" Crazy Jin said: "His eyes look like those of wild beasts, only wild beasts have eyes like his." Fu Hongxue said, "What else?" Crazy Jin said: "He eats very slowly and chews very carefully, as if after one meal, he doesn't know when he will be able to eat the next meal, so he cherishes food very much." Fu Hongxue said, "Go ahead." Crazy Jin said: "He never drinks when he is alone, but there will always be a jug of wine in front of him." Fu Hongxue was listening. Crazy Jin said: "He must have a stick stuck in his belt." Fu Hongxue said, "What kind of stick?" Crazy Jin said: "It's the most common stick, made of poplar wood, about three feet long." Fu Hongxue said, "He didn't bring any other weapons?" Crazy Jin said: "Never bring it." Fu Hongxue said, "Is this stick his weapon?" Crazy Jin sighed: "That is almost the scariest weapon I have ever seen in my life." Zhao Dafang laughed suddenly: "Of course it's not as good as your saber, there is absolutely no weapon in the world that can compare to this saber!" Fu Hongxue was contemplating, looking at the knife in his hand, then raised his head, looking at the knife on the painting. He will never let this knife be despised by anyone, and he will never let this knife be placed in anyone's hands. Crazy Jin looked at his expression and said, "Now you should know what kind of person he is." Fu Hongxue nodded, and said, "He is indeed a weird person." Crazy Jin said: "I guarantee that after you kill him, no one will suffer." Fu Hongxue said, "Maybe it's just me." Crazy Jin laughed and said, "But when you find Ma Kongqun, he should be the one who suffers." Fu Hongxue stared at him, then suddenly said, "Who said you're a lunatic?" Crazy Jin said: "Many people." Fu Hongxue said slowly: "They are all wrong, I think you may be more sober than them." Crazy Jin laughed loudly, picked up the wine jar, and poured it into his stomach desperately. Zhao Dafang smiled and said: "The biggest advantage of him is that he never gets drunk when he should be sober, and he never gets sober when he should be drunk." dawn. Crazy Jin was already drunk and fell down on the table snoring. Fu Hongxue murmured: "I should sleep for a while." Zhao Dafang said: "That's right, you should be in good spirits today." Fu Hongxue said, "Should one be in good spirits when killing people?" Zhao Dafang said: "You should be able to tell that that person is not easy to deal with." Fu Hongxue stared at the painted knife, a proud smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said slowly: "But I never believe that anyone's stick in the world can deal with this knife!" He really didn't believe it. Bai Baiyu never believed it when he was alive, so he is dead now. Strangers should never be trusted, as they are usually dangerous people.