Zhu Renzhao's face turned pale, his eyes filled with fear, and he tried to explain.
But Ma Yingjie was furious at the man who dared to deceive him.
He called many disciples and tied Zhu Renzhao to a wooden stake, who was begging for mercy loudly, and then began a long torture.
First, he whipped Zhu Renzhao with a long whip with iron spikes, beating him until his body was bloody and bloody. Then, he poured salt water on his body, making him miserable.
He took the knife and started to cut his cheek, and at the same time, he continued to inject spiritual power into him to prevent Zhu Renzhao from passing out.
Under such inhuman torture, Zhu Renzhao, who was still quibbling at first, was in agony in the end.
He began to admit his guilt.
He said that he met a drunk Lu Huan on a rainy night more than a year ago. Lu Huan mocked him wantonly. The combination of old and new grudges made him angry, so he killed someone in anger.
Although Lu Huan's cultivation was higher than his, he was quickly subdued by his unexpected outburst.
He could even accurately tell how many sword wounds Lu Huan had on his body, and said that he also took away Lu Huan's belongings, which he had never dared to take away and were buried behind his shanty.
Following this clue, Ma Yingjie naturally asked people to pick up these things.
And soon, his disciple brought back a bag covered with mud, which contained the jade pendant and two thumb rings that Ma Yingjie had given to his son.
Ma Yingjie instantly fell into rage after seeing all this, and he began to torture Zhu Renzhao continuously, using all the methods he could think of.
Zhu Renzhao wailed loudly and screamed heartbreakingly.
He kept saying words of begging for mercy...
Chu Qingxiao, who was connected to his mind, felt more and more strange. He could feel the pain on Zhu Renzhao's body under such torture.
But at the same time, one could also feel that Zhu Renzhao felt relieved and relaxed in his heart under such pain.
It was as if something extremely important had been accomplished, without worries.
He should be very scared.
Because his purpose of coming here is to beg for his life.
And now, he is dead.
This goes against his original intention.
Chu Qingxiao was a little confused about this. He didn't quite understand why the man's behavior was so disconnected from his true thoughts.
He seemed to have been waiting for this moment.
Those leaked words seemed to be intentional on his part...
But after a brief period of confusion, Chu Qingxiao's heart suddenly trembled.
He thought of yesterday, when Zhu Renzhao handed his sword to him for safekeeping, the look in his eyes was clearly ready to die.
He never wanted to live.
He wanted to die, but he also had to bear all the blame for his son.
It's about the revenge of killing a son.
And he was Zhu Quan's father. If he confessed directly, Ma Yingjie would definitely doubt whether Zhu Renzhao was covering for his son.
That’s why I planned this scene, doing whatever it took to beg for my life, only to show my flaws at the last moment and fall short.
As if to prove Chu Qingxiao's guess.
At this time, more memories about Zhu Renzhao poured into Chu Qingxiao's mind.
"This is Zhu Renzhao, an outer disciple of Tianxuan Mountain! I want to sue Lu Huan, the son of Lu Haocun, the deacon of Qingquan Peak. In Canglu County, Ningzhou, in order to avoid being chased by evil spirits from outside the territory, he murdered a fellow disciple and injured my wife Xu Chenchen, causing her death. At the hands of evil gods outside the territory!"
Eight years ago, Zhu Renzhao knelt down in front of the sword-wielding hall and complained loudly with a piece of paper in his hand.
Someone from the sword-wielding hall quickly took him into captivity, and beat him severely regardless of whether he was innocent or not.
He was beaten until he fainted and was thrown into the dungeon. Although he screamed in the prison, no one paid attention to him.
Three days later, he was dying.
Only then did Ma Yingjie appear in front of him.
When the other party revealed his identity, Zhu Renzhao became furious and cursed Ma Yingjie loudly.
Ma Yingjie just looked at him coldly, accepting the curses until Zhu Renzhao got tired of scolding him.
Ma Yingjie asked calmly: "Aren't you afraid of death?"
Of course Zhu Renzhao was afraid, but the hatred for killing his wife was irreconcilable, so how could he let it go?
He said angrily that even if he died, he would make Lu Huan's bad name resound throughout Tianxuan Mountain and let everyone know that he, Lu Huan, was a coward and a person who would betray his fellow sect members just to survive.
Facing Zhu Renzhao's accusation, Ma Yingying remained calm. He just asked another question: "What about your son?"
At that moment, the anger and ferocity on Zhu Renzhao's face disappeared, and his body began to tremble.
Zhu Quan was only eleven years old at that time.
If he died, how would Zhu Quan survive in Tianxuan City?
Seemingly reading his thoughts, Ma Yingjie put his head in front of Zhu Renzhao: "Don't worry about how he will survive."
"I will bring him to you and cut off his flesh piece by piece. You will listen to him say heartbreakingly: 'Daddy, save me! Daddy, save me!'"
"But you can only watch, watching him ask for help like you, but you are as helpless as a waste."
"Watch him suffer and die slowly because of your stupidity."
"Are you ready?"
Zhu Renzhao had no doubt that Ma Yingjie was so vicious. His body trembled more and more violently, and the flames in his eyes began to gradually extinguish.
Three days later, when Ma Yingjie pushed open the dungeon door again, what appeared in front of him was no longer the beast with eyes full of flames and only thinking about revenge.
Zhu Renzhao knelt on the ground, crawling on all fours.
"Master Lu! I was wrong, please forgive me, I was just confused for a moment!"
…
After that day, Zhu Renzhao survived.
He kept silent about his wife's death, and just focused on making money and doing his best to provide his son with the best.
He gave his son the best elixirs, sword manuals, and exercises needed for practice.
As compensation for his father who was unable to avenge his mother.
Time is the best medicine. Zhu Quan is sensible enough and hardworking enough.
In those years, although Zhu Renzhao would toss and turn at night, thinking of his wife who died in vain, he was also quite pleased to see his son grow up day by day.
Just like every parent does.
Crushing and crushing all the suffering, he swallowed it alone, then turned back to look at his child calmly, and said calmly: "Dad is okay."
No one in this world is born to be groveling.
Just understand that your humility can make the people you care about live comfortably.
Therefore, he can enjoy all this.
Zhu Quan is very sensible. He knows that his father works hard, so he often works as a helper in a wine shop after practicing. Although the income is not much, it is better than nothing.
One day three years ago, Zhu Quan, who had returned from working as a helper in a wine shop, was in a depressed mood. He thought he had been bullied by someone, but he would not say anything no matter how Zhu Renzhao asked.
Zhu Renzhao was a little worried, but he didn't go into details.
And from that day on, Zhu Quan, who used to be diligent in practicing, seemed to be a different person. He began to slack off and even stopped practicing.
Zhu Renzhao noticed something strange about his son and chatted with him several times, but after just a few words, Zhu Quan became extremely impatient.
Zhu Renzhao was a little helpless and worried about this. He thought of many ways, but none of them could change his son's mind.
This situation lasted until more than a year ago.
Seeing his son slacking off in his spiritual practice, Zhu Renzhao felt anxious in his heart, but he had no choice.
He felt that he could not let things go on like this!
He began to observe his son consciously or unconsciously, and sometimes followed him. He wanted to find out what happened to his son.
And he gradually discovered that his son had joined an organization called Mirror Stage.
A group of young people, with a youthful spirit, led by a man named Mr. Meng, wanted to bring justice to others in a place like Tianxuan City.
This sounds like a good thing.
At least it can be said to be righteous.
But Zhu Renzhao was very worried.
He has seen too many such things over the years, and those who are righteous in this world often have despicable purposes.
Those who sound good often hide their dirty deeds.
He wanted to figure out what Mr. Meng was going to do. He didn't want his son to fall into that kind of mud.
He knew that even if everything was as noble as Mr. Meng said, this road was destined to be dangerous.
As a father, Zhu Renzhao did not want to see his son involved in danger.
Although this kind of thinking is a bit short-sighted and even selfish, Zhu Renzhao is such a person, ordinary and contented, working hard all his life, but living in a mess.
He began to follow Zhu Quan more frequently.
And one day, he saw Zhu Quan and a group of people ambushing outside a wine shop.
It was raining that day and the night was dark. They waited for a long time, and Zhu Renzhao also squatted in the corner and watched for a long time.
He was vaguely aware that something bad was about to happen.
Then, he saw the person he had not wanted to think about for so many years staggering out of the wine shop.
He also saw his son taking his companion, kidnapping him and taking him into a small courtyard.
Zhu Renzhao followed him all the way. He squatted outside the small courtyard for a long time. Until late at night, someone else walked out of the courtyard. They carried a sack in their hands and threw it into an alley far away from the small courtyard. This Then he left quickly.
After they walked away, Zhu Renzhao stepped forward. He stretched out his hand and opened the sack with trembling eyes. He saw a lifeless body lying in the sack.
It's Lu Huan!
They killed him!
Zhu Renzhao began to feel scared. He knew very well the energy possessed by a Shenfeng deacon. Sooner or later, he would find out about Zhu Quan.
So, after Zhu Renzhao was stunned for a short time, he thought of something. He opened Lu Huan's body, took off all the valuable items on his body, put them into his arms, and then returned home and put these things away. He put it in his pocket and buried it in an open space behind his shack.
That thing was poison placed in Zhu Renzhao's heart, and it could take his life at any time.
But at the same time, it will also become a life-saving straw for his son...
At this moment, Chu Qingxiao suddenly understood.
This man is lame, stuck in the mud, and even looked down upon by his own son.
But my heart has always been like a bright mirror.
He knows everything.
But he never told others about this.
He was just silent after that rainy night a year ago.
He tossed and turned every day thinking about every detail of this performance.
He is well-intentioned and considerate.
Just to give my son the most perfect gift at the end of my mediocre life...
