Wei Ziyan's tone was very calm, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.
"Old man, you-" Qi Changkong became angry when he heard this. He was about to speak out angrily, but Wan Qiuqing turned around and slapped him on the head, slapping back the words that hit his throat.
Wei Ziyan has lived such a low-key life in the past few decades. He is so low-key that even those ministers in the court who regard him as a thorn in the flesh and a thorn in their side have forgotten his existence. Even younger generations like Qi Changkong have forgotten his existence. Don't know him anymore.
In the northern part of South City, some people who live near Wei Ziyi's courtyard are so grateful for the pines and cypresses in his courtyard that they often remember his existence. But these people were taboo about his identity as a descendant of the previous dynasty and were unwilling to have anything to do with him, so they were taboo about it in social situations and would hardly mention his name.
Qi Changkong didn't know, but Wan Qiuqing knew it better than anyone else. As soon as the name Wei Ziyu was spoken, she immediately remembered who the familiar old man in front of her was. The former prince and the current duke, Wei Ziyu.
And when she heard Wei Ziyan say in a calm tone that he was here to take Qi Changkong's life, she was so frightened that her heart jumped out of her throat and her calves spun. She had heard her master Zhang Tufu mention the power of this person more than once. This person dared to challenge the half-step master at the age of sixteen.
Now decades have passed, and this person may have already entered the realm of stars, so when he heard that Qi Changkong was desperate to get angry at Wei Ziyu, Wan Qiuqing slapped him over without thinking, and Qi Changkong didn't even say anything. When it comes out, pat it back into your stomach.
Wan Qiuqing forced himself to calm down, and his brain was working rapidly to find countermeasures. Suddenly his eyes lit up, and he yelled at Qi Changkong: "You are rude, if you don't kneel down and salute quickly when you see your uncle!"
She scolded and winked at Qi Changkong anxiously.
Qi Changkong was very discerning. He hurriedly took a few steps forward, knelt down on the ground, and bowed to Wei Ziyan: "Qi Changkong, a young boy, has met my uncle. I wish him good luck!"
In fact, when Wan Qiuqing slapped his head with extreme force, he had already realized that something was wrong. At this moment, he saw that Wan Qiuqing's face was pale and panicked, and he kept winking at him. Even a dull person can see that the old guy in front of him is definitely a very terrifying existence, so terrifying that even his mother, who has extraordinary fighting power, dare not say even half a word "no".
Since his mother told him with her eyes to pretend to be a grandson, he should pretend to be a grandson. Anyway, there is no one around, so there is nothing to be ashamed of. At the same time, he was also very curious as to where his mother was from and how she could be related to the terrifying old man in front of him. It seemed very remarkable.
"Wan Qiuqing has met senior brother. Wan Qiuqing is blessed." Wan Qiuqing hurriedly followed and bowed to Wei Ziyan.
"——" Wei Ziyan had a question mark on his forehead and hurriedly waved his hands and said: "Little girl, you can't have random relationships. I am alone, where can I get my junior sister?"
"Master Zhang Qingsong." Wan Qiuqing said.
"Zhang Qingsong? Who is that?" Wei Ziyan frowned slightly, not recognizing the person Wan Qiuqing was talking about.
"Butcher Zhang." Wan Qiuqing said again.
"Ah - ah ah - ah ah -" Qi Changkong overreacted, opening his mouth so wide that his jaw was dislocated, and he screamed repeatedly.
"——" Wei Ziyan's wrinkled face also showed a very shocked look, he looked at Wan Qiuqing and asked: "What is your name?"
"Junior sister's name is Wan Qiuqing, and this is the dog Qi Changkong." Wan Qiuqing did not forget to mention Qi Changkong's name.
She didn't call Wei Ziyi the Duke of the Kingdom, but only discussed the relationship between senior brothers and sisters with Wei Ziyi, because the Duke of the Kingdom could not save her life, but the senior brother was very likely to save a life.
"This is the blue and white sword. My wife gave it to me." Wan Qiuqing was afraid that Wei Ziqian wouldn't believe it, so he quickly took out the blue and white sword.
"It's the blue and white sword." Wei Ziyan glanced at the sword in Wan Qiuqing's hand and nodded, then stroked his long beard with his hand, a look of memories on his wrinkled old face. After a while, his slightly frowned brows suddenly relaxed, and his thoughts Withdrawing from the deep memories, he looked Wan Qiuqing up and down, smiled and nodded: "Yes, Master Zhang did write me a letter decades ago, saying in the letter that his precious disciple was killed by a The bastard kidnapped him and came to Yancheng, asking me to take care of him. If the bastard dared to bully his precious disciple, he would be chopped into pieces and fed to the dogs. But at that time, I was very tired of worldly things and just wanted to be young. The lamp has been with me all my life, so I didn’t go looking for you, betraying Master Zhang’s trust. Later, when time changed, I forgot about this matter, and I was really ashamed. The precious disciple mentioned in Master Zhang’s letter must be you, girl. Why? So, your life is going well, do you need me to help you chop that bastard?"
Click——
The chin that Qi Changkong had just put back on him came off again, and he even wondered if there was something wrong with his ears.
See what he heard?
His stern and rigid father turned out to be a trafficker who abducted young girls from good families, and the person he abducted was the precious apprentice of Butcher Zhang. This was too - too awesome, and he was worthy of being his father.
Qi Changkong raised his head and glanced at Wei Ziyu secretly. He couldn't help but feel happy for his father. Fortunately, the old man did not follow Butcher Zhang's instructions. Otherwise, even if he was not chopped up and fed to the dogs, he would probably have suffered a lot of physical abuse. bitter.
"Thank you, senior brother, for caring about me. My little sister has been having a good life these years." Wan Qiuqing felt warm in her heart. She never expected that the master would write a letter to the person in front of her, asking him to take care of her. This shows that the master has great care for her. The care was deeper than she imagined.
Wei Ziyan frowned and said in deep thought: "Although Master Zhang and I are not known as masters and disciples, Master Zhang cared for me a lot back then and carefully guided me in my cultivation. In my heart, he is already my master, so you call me senior brother." That's right. Is he your son?"
Wei Ziyan stretched out his hand and pointed at Qi Changkong.
"Yes." Wan Qiuqing nodded hurriedly, "I hope senior brother will spare Quanzi's life for the sake of Master."
"Uncle, spare your life!" Qi Changkong reattached his chin and kowtowed to beg for mercy.
Wei Ziyan frowned deeply, stroking his long beard and sighed: "This is really difficult to handle."
Wan Qiuqing was immediately happy when she heard this. Since Wei Ziyi said it was difficult to handle, it meant that there was room for maneuver in the matter. However, she did not show it on her face. Instead, she said earnestly: "My little sister has always been strict in disciplining her children." Strict, filial piety, loyalty, propriety, justice, integrity, and humiliation are always admonished, and they dare not be careless. The children are also sensible. Although they occasionally make mistakes, they are mostly just disputes between children and have never made principled mistakes. The younger sister is bold. Let me ask, I don’t know what mistake Changkong made, who he offended, if it is an unforgivable crime, there is no need for senior brother to take action, my little sister will kill him with her own hands."
Wei Ziyi shook his head and said: "An old friend asked me to kill him. He must die, regardless of right or wrong."
Wan Qiuqing was startled, and suddenly a look of shock appeared on his face, and he said: "Is it her who can make senior take action? Is she still alive?"
"It's her." Wei Ziyan nodded.
"But--" Wan Qiuqing wanted to say something, but the words stuck on her lips. Her face turned as white as paper in an instant, without any blood. Her legs went weak and she knelt down on the ground, tears falling down, and she said miserably. : "Senior brother, isn't there any room for maneuver?"
Wan Qiuqing has never been so desperate as she is now. She wants to argue, but when she thinks of the woman in front of her who once opened the gate of the imperial capital for that woman, led the enemy into the city and destroyed his father-in-law's dynasty, now that woman wants him to come Sha Qi Changkong, with this thin relationship between brothers and sisters, can it still compare to the family relationship between father and son?
For that woman, he could resolutely disregard the relationship between father and son and the country of Wei. Now that he is taking action for that woman, let alone senior brothers and sisters, even biological brothers and sisters may not be able to stop his determination to kill.
Wei Ziyu ignored Wan Qiuqing, looked at Qi Changkong, and asked in a calm voice: "Boy, do you have any last words?"
Qi Changkong clenched his fists, the veins on his forehead bulged, and bloodshot eyes slowly appeared on his eyes. He wanted to jump up and fight Wei Ziyu, but in the end he smiled slumped, loosened his fists, relaxed his body, and knelt down. On the ground, he said: "I just ask my uncle not to embarrass my mother."
"I will never embarrass your mother." Wei Ziyi said.
"If my uncle kills me, my mother will not allow it. She will fight with my life for my life. I hope my uncle will show mercy when the time comes," Qi Changkong said.
"She is far from my opponent. I just ignore her." Wei Ziyi said.
"In this case, uncle, you can take action." Qi Changkong closed his eyes. Although he was unwilling to do anything, he was unable to resist. The most important thing was that he did not want to involve his mother in danger. Otherwise, with his temper, how could he be willing to die on his knees? .
"No!" Wan Qiuqing jumped up, took a step to block Qi Changkong behind him, held the blue and white sword across his chest, widened his almond eyes, stared at Wei Ziyan and shouted in a condensed voice: "If you want to kill my son, you must first kill my body. Step on over."
Wei Ziyan smiled lightly and said: "Since I have promised her, I will kill Qi Changkong. Even if Master Zhang comes in person, he cannot change my decision. But -"
"Senior brother——" As soon as Wan Qiuqingfu heard the word "but" coming out of Wei Zitian's mouth, he suddenly saw a slight change in his despair.
"But there are many ways to kill people. They can kill for one year, two years, ten years, or a hundred years." Wei Ziyu said with a smile in his eyes.
"Yes, yes, what senior brother said is absolutely true." Wan Qiuqing immediately nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, stretched out his hand and grabbed Qi Changkong's ears. The force was so strong that he almost lifted Qi Changkong off the ground, and shouted through gritted teeth: "This bastard has committed many crimes and refuses to change despite repeated admonitions. He must be killed for a year or two."
"Then let's kill him for a year." Wei Ziyan pronounced the sentence with a serious face.
"——" Qi Changkong wanted to ask the two men in front of him how to kill a year old, but he was afraid that opening his mouth would be a mistake and the crime would be aggravated, so he could only keep his mouth shut.
"Kill quickly and don't let anyone find out the clues, so as not to make things difficult for me." Wei Ziyan warned.
"Yes. I will definitely not cause trouble to my senior brother." Wan Qiuqing promised, looking at Qi Changkong with a stern look, and yelled: "Boy, why don't you die soon?!"
"Ah? Oh." Qi Changkong was stunned for a moment conditionally, and then he realized that Wan Qiuqing had asked him to pretend to be dead. He immediately rolled his eyes and collapsed to the ground, taking two symbolic twitches.
"You can teach me." Wei Ziyan nodded with satisfaction. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he saw Qi Changkong jump up from the ground, as if he had been stung by a scorpion on the butt.
Wan Qiuqing immediately scolded: "Boy, what are you doing?"
"Hiss--" Qi Changkong squirmed with a sad expression. He couldn't help but scratch the wound with his hands, and at the same time replied: "Mom, the child's wound suddenly itched so much that I couldn't help it."
"Let me take a look." Wan Qiuqing said urgently. She had given Qi Changkong the elixir before. Logically speaking, the wound should no longer itch. She looked at Qi Changkong's exposed wound, and her face immediately changed. Qi Changkong's wounds were turning black and purple at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he could tell he was poisoned at a glance.
"Why is that?!" Wan Qiuqing looked anxious, and suddenly remembered Fang BuTong's cruel words before leaving, and said angrily: "That thief Fang BuTong must have poisoned you."
"Mom, I -" Qi Changkong wanted to say something, but his words stopped abruptly, and he rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.
"Kong'er!" Wan Qiuqing exclaimed and reached out to help.
"Don't touch him!" Wei Ziyan suddenly stepped forward and blocked Wan Qiuqing's hand to help Qi Changkong. Qi Changkong fell to the ground. He stared at the wounds on Qi Changkong's body that had turned black and purple. He said with a serious expression: "It's corpse poison!"
As he spoke, he tapped his fingers on Qi Changkong's body a few times, and then struck out with a palm. Purple light overflowed from his palm and fell on the wounds on Qi Changkong's body.
Wan Qiuqing was anxious, but he felt a little relieved when he saw Wei Ziyan take action to save Qi Changkong. But when she saw that Qi Changkong's black and purple wounds were not getting better, but instead there were terrifying red hairs growing out of his skin, her heart suddenly skipped a beat.
"It's such a powerful corpse poison. I'm afraid there's nothing I can do about it." Wei Ziyan said with a deep frown, sweat already appearing on his forehead.
"Ah?! What should we do?!" Wan Qiuqing's eyes turned red with anxiety.
Wei Ziyan said: "I have temporarily sealed his heart and brain with the power of space to prevent the corpse poison from attacking his heart and brain. Take him back to Yancheng quickly and find a profound Buddhist practitioner to drive away the corpse poison from him."
As he spoke, Wei Ziyan made a seal with his hands and patted Qi Changkong. Qi Changkong's body suddenly twisted slightly and became blurry, then returned to normal. He said: "If these fine red hairs carry corpse poison and spread away, the consequences will be disastrous. So I used the power of space to temporarily isolate his body to prevent the corpse poison carried by Hongmao from spreading. Remember, you must be careful when treating him. "
"Thank you, senior brother!" Wan Qiuqing picked up Qi Changkong and said anxiously: "If the matter is urgent, I will leave you alone."
Just as Wan Qiuqing was about to turn around, a figure suddenly rushed towards him from the side.
"Be careful!" Wei Ziyan let out a low voice and slapped the flying figure away with his palm. His eyes fell on the flying figure and said in a deep voice: "The corpse is infected with corpse poison and has changed!"
The transformed corpse fell hard to the ground, but immediately got up with a roar and rushed towards Wei Ziyu and Wan Qiuqing again.
Wan Qiuqing stared at the transformed corpse and couldn't help but gasp. He saw that the corpse was covered with fine red hair, just like Qi Changkong's body.
At the same time, several more corpses climbed up from the ground, with inhuman roars coming from their throats. Not far away, the corpses of Big Tooth people were also transforming one after another.
Wei Ziyan stretched out his hand and patted Wan Qiuqing's shoulder. Wan Qiuqing suddenly jumped across the space and appeared hundreds of steps away with Qi Changkong in his arms. Wei Ziyan said, "Let's go. I want to clean up this place to prevent corpses." The poison spreads.”
