The dust of one thing has settled, just like the ripples of clear water. The subsidence of one wave is just the prelude to the next wave. Over time, the river gradually rises and finally collapses thousands of miles away.
There were still some sparks left in the rekindled bonfire. Zhang Ling, who was lying next to him, slowly opened his eyes. He stood up with a bleak expression. It took him a long time to come back to his senses. After a check, he found that not only his injuries were healed, but he also had an inexplicable connection. In the second orifice, at the same time, a soft true energy was merging with himself at a slow speed. Zhang Ling looked around. Song Linjie was sleeping soundly against a tree. The remaining seventeen people of the Green Falcon Gang, and some others who were almost unrecognizable Liao Yingdong has an old face, white beard and hair, and no breath. They are not far away from him, and the girl is sleeping on Liao Wenqi's lap.
When Liao Wenqi saw Zhang Ling wake up, Zhang Ling stopped him from talking and walked straight to Texue who was lying in a pool of blood. He looked around and found that he didn't know Feng Shui. He just found a spacious place and walked away with Texue covered in blood. When he got there, the scarlet blood soaked the green shirt and turned red. He used a sword in one hand to pry the soil away and the other hand to remove it. After about two hours, he dug out a small pit and carried Taxue into it. , and buried them little by little with earth, without setting up a tombstone.
Zhang Ling turned around, and Song Linjie also woke up. Everyone looked at him indifferently. There were no unexpected words, and he was so gentle to a horse? Are you indifferent to others?
Liao Wenqi walked up to Zhang Ling and recounted everything that happened last night in detail. At that time, the killer was stabbing him. Liao Yingdong was too far away, so he picked up a stone and knocked himself off the horse. Zhang Ling himself Based on my memory, I can also guess that it was Liao Yingdong who took action against him, not Song Linjie but himself. It was also because of his identity. However, what happened next was really unexpected. In the end, I can only say that he was unlucky, but it was also a blessing in disguise. , Liao Wenqi handed over the secret book: "My father gave this to you."
Zhang Ling patted him on the shoulder again: "I know everything, so you don't have to be embarrassed. It has nothing to do with you. I won't vent my anger on others at will. Don't always look easy-going in the future. Your father will His brothers are all entrusted to you, so you have to take on this responsibility. Of course, I have nothing to do, and even if you are really irresponsible, I have no right to say anything to you."
Zhang Ling suddenly looked sideways and backed away. The girl fell to the ground, crying bitterly. As soon as she got up, she was grabbed tightly by Liao Wenqi. The girl cried: "It was you who killed my father!"
Zhang Ling looked on with a cold look on his face, but he was still merciful and did not say that he deserved it. Liao Wenqi just nodded, unlike before, he was just apologizing for everything. Liao Wenqi signaled everyone to start tidying up. Except for some horses, there were only some lighter luggage. The valuable ones had long been replaced with coins. Zhang Ling leaned on a fallen tree trunk and read through his books.
From the time he was born to his death, Zhang Ling turned over the pages faster and faster, until the last sentence, which was opposite to it, the True Fusion Art, his heart suddenly shook, but on the surface it was still calm, he suddenly thought of the old man who gave him the Eye of the Heart, and at the same time He also gave him several books, one of which recorded a great master who had no rumors in other places, and the other recorded many strange martial arts, among which were the secrets of his cultivation and integration.
Song Linjie leaned over and asked, "What's wrong?"
Zhang Ling immediately closed it. Song Linjie thought he wouldn't show it to him, but he didn't care. He walked aside and whistled leisurely. No matter what storms he experienced, he could maintain his original intention. Zhang Ling took out the fire fold and ignited this self-sacrifice martial arts book. , almost waited until it burned out before throwing it into the bonfire. He only felt that practicing was something he did for himself, but he did not feel that this thing should not exist. Just because he benefited from it, he was not qualified to be a rich man. His identity said he didn't like money and other disgusting things.
Zhang Ling watched it burn out without turning his head, turned his back and asked: "Liao Wenqi, have you seen it?"
Liao Wenqi replied while sorting out: "No, because I have a reason to live."
After an assassination, many people died and many horses died. Zhang Ling brought two horses and said, "My horse is dead. I want two more of you. It's not too much."
There was no response from the other side. Zhang Ling handed a horse to Song Linjie. The two walked some distance away. Zhang Ling turned around and left without waiting for a reply. Song Linjie waited for a long time before asking: "You and that doctor?" What does it have to do with Saint? What I saw him using seemed to be a kind of light skill like yours."
When he was in the Song family, the head of the Song family mentioned Yaowang Valley and Zhang Jingqian, as well as the twelve silver needles inserted into his body when he woke up, and the Shadow Qinggong mentioned by Song Linjie. Zhang Ling was sure that Zhang Jingqian was that person. The so-called medical sage.
Zhang Ling glared and said, "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask. It's you, don't go around pretending to be a hero, and rip your heart out when you meet someone. If you implicate the Song family one day, I'll see if your father beats you to death."
Song Linjie turned his head and smiled: "You really think I'm stupid. I only said that to find out their real purpose. And I originally just wanted to let the Song family entertain them well. I didn't promise the Song family to be their backer. , Besides, I have been around in the martial arts world for a long time. Overtly or covertly, these things have been common for a long time. There is just one thing that is strange. I have been in the martial arts world for a year, not to mention the first-class master and the fourth-class master. I haven’t seen many of them, how come there are so few masters in this arena?”
Zhang Ling explained: "This was the work of the late Emperor Chen Guo. He used inducements to lure Jianghu people and recruit them back to the imperial court. As a result, most of the Chen Guo Jianghu people were recruited and surrendered without even using coercion."
Song Linjie looked regretful, and Zhang Ling said softly: "It's okay. Let's go to the north for a walk when we have the opportunity."
Song Linjie suddenly changed the topic and said with a smile: "Zhang Ling, with your narrow-mindedness, do you really have no complaints at all?"
Zhang Ling did not shy away from the edge and said bluntly: "How could it be possible? If it hadn't been for the intervention of the Medical Saint, I would have lost my life. In the past, it would not have been an exaggeration to whip the corpse. But they have already experienced a heavy life." Damn it, if I had scolded Liao Yingdong in front of Liao Wenqi, he would probably be in despair, and I am not that crazy yet."
Zhang Ling couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "It's hard for the poor, and it's hard for the rich. It's just that the rich can't say it's good to be poor. That will only make people spit on them, and I can't say others are wrong."
Song Linjie listened in confusion and only asked: "What will happen to them next?"
Zhang Ling replied: "Rebuilding the gang, recruiting people, expanding its power, or improper management, the number of people will be fewer and fewer, and in the end they will be completely safe. Regardless of the former or the latter, Liao Wenqi will not have an easy life. Unless he doesn't care about it from the beginning, but I see the determination in his eyes, so he will definitely take up this responsibility, whether he can afford it or not."
After walking for a while, Zhang Ling still whispered something cold and sarcastic: "What does it have to do with me?"
On the other side, the Qing Falcon Gang continued to set off, but Liao Wenqi stayed at the end. When everyone left, he took out a wooden box from his arms, which contained a pill. He hesitated for a long time, and finally made up his mind. Swallow it in one gulp.
No one noticed that a flash of scarlet flashed in his eyes.
