When Hei Xiaohua saw that her adoptive father was about to die, she was filled with grief and anger, and there was only endless anger in her eyes.
"My father has been living for so many years, but he is just a walking corpse... If I hadn't seen you look like my dead son... I would have lost the motivation to live... Now that I can finally die, I should regard it as an atonement. !" Huang You said feebly, "Besides...let alone the fact that I don't know who the murderer is, even if I know who poisoned me, with your current ability, how can you make me feel at ease..."
"But the adoptive father..."
"Hey... I don't have much time as a father... Xiaohua... go get the package from the cabinet..." Huang You frowned, his eyes gradually became bloodshot, and he sighed, interrupting Hei Xiaohua's words.
At this time, Hei Xiaohua had already forgotten the so-called fatigue. She also rolled and fell into the room, took the package from the cabinet and handed it to Huang You.
"Open it…"
Hei Xiaohua heard the words and quickly followed the instructions. When he opened the package, he saw an extremely simple and shiny black long whip wrapped neatly.
"Xiao Hua... I didn't expect that you, a member of the Black Peng Tribe, would be so suitable for this boneless arm technique. Even ordinary whips would be unable to withstand the strength contained in it. This 'Black Dragon Tendon' was something that my father finally found for you." ! My adoptive father will no longer be around, so he will teach you this "Boneless Stick". I hope you will practice well in the future and never slack off."
Although Hei Xiaohua didn't know what Black Dragon Tendon was, it was extremely precious to have such a name. He picked up the long whip tremblingly and felt that it was extremely heavy in his hand. This was not a whip, it was clearly given to him by his adoptive father. of high hopes.
Under the black whip is a booklet, and this booklet is the "Boneless Stick" technique that the adoptive father mentioned. Although the adoptive father taught him carefully in the past, he cherished this technique very much. He didn't expect that he would actually do it now. Put it into your own hands.
"Father... I will definitely live up to your expectations... I also ask my adoptive father to give Black Whip a name..." Hei Xiaohua carefully put away the "Boneless Stick", knelt down in front of Huang You with a bang, and said with difficulty.
"You brat... How can a man whose father is about to die come up with any good ideas... But even though I have changed the appearance of this black dragon tendon, if it is still the same as before, once the money fan notices it, he will indeed do it for you. Cause trouble...ahem..." Huang You didn't even have the strength to frown slightly, and his voice became muffled.
"This black whip has infinite power, but looks like an ordinary thing. Naturally, the name should be equally simple... My father remembers a saying: 'The cause of disaster is from slenderness.' So I named this word slender. The name is, firstly, because this black whip looks as slender as you, and secondly, it is for you to remind yourself to never relax!"
"Thank you for the name from my adoptive father..." Hei Xiaohua couldn't hear anything at this time, but just kept it in her heart.
"Little flower...this fiber has been given to you as a gift. You must remember one thing, never take revenge for me!"
"But the adoptive father..."
"Xiaohua! Don't you even listen to your adoptive father?"
"Okay... foster father... I promise you..."
"That's good...Besides, my adoptive father has one more thing to ask for..."
"Father! Don't say one thing, it means everything, everything, thousands of things... No no! Even if it means everything... Xiaohua will promise you! As long as you say... as long as I can!"
"You...can you call me father..." Huang You said reluctantly, breathing heavily.
"Ah?" Hei Xiaohua originally thought that his adoptive father was going to say something about the entrustment. He was slightly startled when he heard this. However, he immediately reacted and knocked on the ground with a thud: "Father! My child, Hei Xiaohua I kowtow to you!" But as soon as Hei Xiaohua finished speaking and raised her head, she saw that Huang You in front of her had no breath, but there was still a rare smile from the heart on his face...
"Father...Father! Ahhhh!"
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"Father...Father! Have you rested?" In front of King Jinpeng's room, Jin Yin raised his hand and knocked on the door several times, but did not get any response, and he felt a little anxious.
In the past, King Jinpeng would sleep very late, but it was indeed not time to rest yet. Moreover, the lights in King Jinpeng's room were still on, and it was impossible for him to lie down already.
"Father...I'm coming in..." Jin Yin hesitated for a moment, then gently opened the door and saw only half a person in the room.
"Could it be that Father has not come back yet?" Jin Yin said to himself. At this moment, he suddenly heard a strange roar in the distance and frowned slightly, "What is the Black Peng tribe doing over there? Ghost?" Just when he was about to turn around and leave to go to the Black Peng tribe to find out what was going on, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a clay-body snakeskin rattle placed on the desk and let out a light sigh.
"Isn't this Ah Qi's thing? Why was it left here?" Jin Yin took it in his hand and suddenly raised his eyebrows, thinking: No wonder my father is not here. It turned out that he was going to see Ah Qi off, and I happened to be there too. I haven’t seen Ah Qi for a long time, so I’ll send this thing back...
Thinking of this, Jin Yin put the rattle away, closed the door, and came to Ah Qi's room in three steps at a time.
"Are you two sisters here?" Jin Yin coughed twice and then knocked gently. A moment later, the door creaked and someone opened it from the inside.
"Greetings to Mr. Jin... I wonder why you have time to come back?" The two men were very polite when they saw Jin Yin, bowing and saluting.
"Well... I have nothing to do recently. I just came back to take a look..." Jin Yin leaned forward and looked inside, but did not see the figure of King Jinpeng. "Have you seen King Jinpeng?"
"Well, the two of us saw Mr. Jinpeng King going out."
"Going out? Where will he go so late?" Jin Yin asked puzzled.
"Sorry, Mr. Jin, we don't know either..." the two replied honestly.
"Okay then..." Jin Yin sighed helplessly, and then continued to ask in a low voice: "Is Ah Qi sleeping?"
"Just fell asleep."
"...Okay." Jin Yin originally wanted to tease Ah Qi, but now he had no intention of teasing him. He also took out the rattle from his arms and handed it to the two of them, "This one just fell into the hands of King Jinpeng." In the house, you can take it back..." After saying that, he turned around and said goodbye to the two of them, but he didn't know where to go.
"Master Jin..." Just as Jin Yin was about to leave, he suddenly heard a voice coming from the room: "I heard from the two guards that King Jinpeng had met with the Third Master. If you are really impatient, maybe he Can you know where King Jinpeng went?"
"Thank you two sisters." After saying this, Jin Yin walked towards Jin Gui's room.
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Jin Gui's assigned task had been completed, and he was extremely excited. He leaned on the bed with his legs crossed and muttered to himself: "My lord, my lord, that cripple should be cold enough by now. When will you let me be..." But before he could finish his words, he heard the door being pushed open with a bang, and his tone of voice increased a bit in fear, "...King Jinpeng!"
"Humph! I haven't become King of Jinpeng yet! There's no need for you to be pretentious here!" As soon as Jin Ying opened the door, he saw Jin Gui shouting at him. He was also startled and said a little displeasedly. .
"Jin Yin...you...don't be so sentimental! Who called you? I thought it was father!" Jin Gui rolled his eyes.
"Father, has he really been here? Where is he now?" Jin Yin asked anxiously.
"If you ask me, who should I ask..." Jin Gui shook his head like a scoundrel, but when he saw Jin Yin's unfriendly eyes as he was about to speak, he could only hold back the next words and said honestly: "You ask your father. Just go to my father’s room to look for you, what are you looking for in my room?”
"Nonsense! If I find my father, why bother talking to you?" Jin Yin's heart became more and more uneasy. He was also eager to find King Jinpeng, but he didn't care that Jin Gui took advantage of him.
"Ah? Father, he hasn't come back yet?" Jin Gui looked nervous when he heard this, and suddenly there was a faint uneasiness in his heart, and he sat up from the bed with a groan.
"If you know, tell me immediately! Where is father?" Jin Yin said coldly.
"He...he went to deliver drinks..." Jin Gui said nervously, sweating all over his body.
"Sending wine?" Jin Yin was stunned, "To whom are you sending wine?"
"Um..." Jin Gui's eyes rolled around, and he suddenly asked: "Brother... what's the relationship between the cripple and his father?"
"Huh? Why are you asking me all of a sudden?" Jin Yin was stunned when he heard this. Although he had never seen his father interact with the person from the Black Peng tribe who had his hands broken, his father's face softened a little every time he mentioned it. , so no matter what, he shouldn’t be considered an enemy. “It should be pretty good, how about it?”
"Oh...oh...it's okay, I'm just asking!" Jin Gui had never cared about this kind of thing. Hearing this, he suddenly felt very bad, "Brother, you just came back, please rest here for a while, I will definitely be able to Help you find your father!"
After Jin Gui finished speaking, he ran out in a hurry, leaving Jin Yin with a confused look on his face and a frown on his face.
"God bless! God bless! Don't let this old man ruin things!" Jin Gui also looked scared when he heard that King Jinpeng had a good relationship with the cripple. Although my father is strict with his own people, he has nothing to say to his friends!
He originally thought that King Jinpeng was sending wine this time to comfort the crippled soul, so he took the opportunity to poison this person in order to kill him. He must have poisoned a simple handyman to death, and his father probably wouldn't care!
but! If the father has a close relationship with that person, he will definitely notice that the cause of death of this person is strange if he is careful, and sooner or later he will be traced to himself! After all, you can count on your fingers the number of people who can do anything in King Jinpeng's courtyard!
Since his father has not come back yet, he should still be comforting that man... Even if his father has left and the cripple has drunk the poisonous wine, as long as he destroys these two jars of poisonous wine now, even if there is suspicion on him, there will be no doubts about him. No matter what the evidence is, I will be fine.
Thinking of this, Jin Gui also quickened his pace, and finally came to the outside of the disabled house. He listened carefully to the movements in the house, and then hurriedly came outside, and the detective peered inside...
When he saw the scene in front of him clearly, all he felt was that his limbs were cold, his head was dizzy, and his ears were buzzing.
"Why? Why is this happening?"
