After Wei Wen listened to Wei Jing's narration, he didn't ask any further questions. He just looked sad and paced back and forth.
"Dad, don't worry so much. That weirdo who calls himself Wu Guiju... what the hell is that? Dr. Wen said that he was tortured and must have escaped by breaking into the Heavenly Gate. In this case, Mr. Wang may have also escaped and was Place it somewhere safe." Wei Jing said smartly.
Wei Wen sighed and said, "He is not a weirdo. His surname is Wu and his name is Yufu. He is one of Mr. Wang's adopted sons. Brother Wu can also be considered...your savior."
"What?" Wei Jing opened his eyes wide. He had never heard that he had a savior.
"When you were young, you were kidnapped into the mountains. Mr. Wang sent out many friends to search in the mountains. Everyone saw that you were put in a basket and hung on the top of a tree. The branches were very thin and stretched out across the valley, shaking. You were swaying, as if you were about to fall down the valley at any time. Brother Wu was only eleven or twelve years old at that time, just a child. He was very agile and relied on his youth and lightness to climb up the tree and save you. Alas, if your trip goes well, I thought he should be the one to send you back, but I didn’t expect... Alas..." Wei Wen kept sighing as he said this.
"Dad, why have you never told me about this incident?" Wei Jing was stunned, thinking that such a strange thing happened to him when he was young, and asked: "Who is so vicious and wants to kill me?" ?This bastard guy...”
"A Jing!" Wei Wen suddenly shouted harshly, stopping Wei Jing from speaking. Seeing that he was startled, he softened his tone and sighed: "That person is not a bad person, he just has some misunderstandings with my Wei family. You go there No matter what happens, don't insult him with words..." As Wei Wen said this, he heard some slight noises coming from the room and hurried into the room to visit.
Wei Jing swallowed and still didn't understand why his father Wei Wen reacted like this when he heard him scolding the guy who hung him on the tree.
He was naturally curious and wanted to get to the bottom of it, but seeing his father being so serious, he didn't know how to speak.
Wei Jing followed Wei Wen into the room. Wu Yufu was trying hard to sit up. Wei Wen quickly stepped forward to help him and helped him into a sitting position.
Wei Jing learned that Wu Yufu had helped him save his life, and his attitude became respectful. He quickly went to the kitchen and returned with a bowl of chicken soup.
Wu Yufu was really hungry and ignored his wounds, drinking up all the chicken soup in the blink of an eye.
Wei Wen asked Wei Jing to bring food and chicken soup again. Wu Yufu felt pain in his body after he was full. He leaned on the board at the head of the bed and looked at Wei Jing for a long time before he said, "You have grown so big..."
Wei Jing nodded repeatedly, but didn't know what to answer.
Wei Wen asked eagerly: "Brother Wu, Ajing told me that Fuguiju was being persecuted by Chuangtianmen. Is this true? How is Mr. Wang doing now?"
"It turns out that Mr. Wei has already learned the news..." Wu Yufu's face was covered with gauze, and he couldn't tell whether he looked sad or happy, but his eyes were red.
He said hoarsely: "In order to find something, Li Mi, the leader of Chuangtianmen, destroyed my entire wealthy residence and took the master and all of us children and slaves to the Chuangtianmen torture hall. He wanted to question the master about that thing. Details. Just like that, he ordered his men to cut off the limbs of several of my brothers, and stab many slaves and children blindly and cut their tongues..."
"That's too much!" Wei Jing couldn't believe it and couldn't help shouting.
"The master doesn't want his children and family to suffer, and has told everything he knows. But Li Mi, the man who killed a thousand people, didn't believe it anyway, and inflicted torture on us one by one in front of the master. ⋯⋯The master couldn't stand the stimulation and vomited blood and fainted. That night, Youyou woke up with tears streaming down his face. He couldn't say a few words and passed away..." Take Yufu said this and broke down in tears.
"Hateful, hateful..." Wei Jing had never heard of such a cruel and cruel thing. His head was pounding as he thought about it, but he could never imagine that there could be such a vicious person in the world.
Wei Wen, who usually has a gentle temperament, couldn't help but get really angry when he heard that Mr. Wang died in such a terrible way. He slapped the table hard and cursed: "Li Chuangtian and Mr. Wang are brothers, and they were the brothers before Li Sheng came to power." At that time, I was also in awe of Mr. Wang, how could Li Mi do such a thing?"
Wei Jing also asked: "Brother Wu... Wu, how did you escape? Li Mi is looking for that thing, what is that thing?"
Wu Yufu said slowly: "The master is dead, and the few brothers who can still move their hands and feet have made a decision. They lied that they had found the true copy of the thing on the master, shouted loudly, and attracted the Chuangtianmen minions to come in and snatch it away. Get the cell key, open the cell door, grab a few weapons, and first kill our brothers who cannot move, the brothers who are still tied to the execution platform, and the slaves..."
Wei Jing groaned and couldn't figure out why Wu Yufu and others wanted to kill his own people first when they escaped from the cell.
Wei Wen sighed and nodded, seeming to understand.
"We are here to fight to the death, not to survive..." Wu Yufu choked up a few times and said: "I killed two of the Chuantianmen minions. Dozens of execution hall gang members have gathered outside. Those of me who have exhausted all their strength The brothers all cut their throats with knives. I still had some strength left, so I held the knife and fought with the gang of Chuangtianmen. Chen Shicong, the leader of the Punishment Hall, knocked me to the ground. I came to my senses and regretted that I should have cut my throat like my brother. Go to death, if you are captured again, it will be difficult to die..."
Only then did Wei Jing understand that they were in the Chuangtianmen torture hall and were being tortured. If they could not escape, they would have no choice but to die.
Take Yufu continued: "But the master of the torture hall did not kill me, he just knocked me unconscious. When I woke up, I was in a remote dark alley, with the master's body beside me, wrapped in a white cloth."
Wei Jing felt strange again, and when he wanted to ask, Wei Wen spoke first: "Hall Master Chen still has some humanity."
Wu Yufu nodded and said: "Chen Shicong spared my life for the sake of the master's kindness to me in the past and asked me to bury the master. I buried the master in the suburbs of the mountain. I remembered that the beast Li Mina had deliberately planned to find the master. After all, it has something to do with Mr. Wei, so I rushed here to tell you about it so that you can be on guard..."
"How does it have anything to do with my father? What on earth is that?" Wei Jing asked.
Wei Wen was also a little surprised and looked at Wu Yufu in confusion.
Wu Yufu explained: "I didn't know about that thing at first, and the master never told us. But when we were in the execution hall, the master told Li Mi exactly, and I also heard a little bit... That is a book on forging weapons. ⋯⋯It's called "Sixty-Four Weapons", and it contains the required materials and casting methods for sixty-four top weapons. Li Mi held the book in his hand, but said it was a fake. He said there were more than sixty-four genuine weapons. , there are one hundred pieces, called "Hundred Soldiers". He tortured us to ask about the whereabouts of "Hundred Soldiers"..."
Wei Wen heard that Zhanger Jingang was confused, and suddenly remembered something, and asked: "Brother Wu, this weapons book you are talking about was at Li Sheng's second hero conference, that...that..."
Wu Yufu nodded and replied: "What I know is what I heard from the master to Li Mi when we were in the execution hall, but that Li Mi...that beast just didn't believe it...he insisted that he heard it with his own ears." Master Yang once said that he would create a hundred unique weapons that would be passed down for thousands of years."
Wei Wen shook his head and said, "That's all? Yang... Mr. Yang is a drunkard, and his arrogant words after drinking, how can he be taken seriously? Besides, Li Mi was just a child back then, how can he accurately remember his childhood?"
Takehiro's eyes were empty and he murmured: "Yes...he was just a child back then, but now he is the leader of the largest gang in the world. He can do whatever he wants, just talk like a child, and sacrifice dozens of people." Let him see the excitement of a human life, what can you and I do..."
"This bastard is so lawless!" Wei Jing listened from behind and couldn't hold back his temper, so he couldn't help but curse loudly.
"I came to you this time to remind you that if the true copy of the Hundred Soldiers that Li Mi said is really in your possession, it will be burned and it must not fall into the hands of Li Mi... Even though that beast He is fatuous and has no ambition, but he cannot be ignored when he breaks into the Eighth Elder of Tianmen. When he was in the execution hall, Li Mi once said casually that one of the Eighth Elders told him the wonders of several weapons among the hundreds of soldiers, and asked him to My heart is itching and I have to take a look. Mr. Wei, you see that the Eighth Elder of Chuangtianmen is so eager to coax Li Mi to find those hundred soldiers, there must be something up his sleeve..."
Wei Wen shook his head and said: "Brother Wu, after that hero meeting, Mr. Yang has no contact with our Wei family anymore. If he really wrote this magical weapon book, he would not put it in our Wei family..."
"Yeah, I've never heard my father say anything about the Hundred Soldiers. If there really is such a thing, I'd like to see it!" Wei Jing suddenly interrupted, and seeing that Wei Wen and Wu Yufu didn't answer, they just kept talking to themselves. He talked endlessly: "It's just a weapons book. My family also has many weapons books, including "The Wei Family Sword" and "Eighteen Jue Ding" written by my grandfather, and "The Supplement to the Wei Family Sword" written by my father. , and the "Weapons of Wei Jing: Eight Hands Illustrated" I wrote last year. There are many unique weapons in it, how can it be worse than "Hundred Weapons"? Just take a copy and let Li Mi take a look. Does he know the stuff? The best sword-making family in the world is the Wei family, not some cattle, sheep, and horse family. Aren’t the eldest uncle and the second uncle closely related to Chuang Tianmen? Why is Li Mi so ignorant?"
"A Jing!" Wei Wen frowned and shouted: "Didn't I just say that you are not allowed to insult him with words? How come you forgot about it just now?"
"Eh? Dad, I mean that..." Wei Jing retorted in astonishment, suddenly startled, and shouted: "Ah, that guy who tied me to the tree is Master Yang who wrote "One Hundred Soldiers"?"
Wei Wen was stunned for a moment before he realized that he had made a mistake. He frowned and said no more.
Wu Yufu was a little strange and said, "Ajing, why do you say that? Then Master Yang, he... is your grandfather."
"What?" Wei Jing's eyes widened and he was suddenly speechless. He turned to look at Wei Wen.
"Adults discuss things, children don't interrupt." Wei Wen took a deep breath, pushed Wei Jing out of the door, and closed the door hard.
Wei Jing was stunned outside the door, puzzled. After waiting for a long time, his father did not come out, so he went to the yard to play with Ah Xi.
Until it got late, Wei Wen came out with a solemn expression, heated chicken soup and rice, and brought a plate into the room for Wu Yufu to eat.
Then he walked out of the room again, invited Wei Jing to sit down at the table, poured him a bowl of soup, and with tangled brows, finally said: "Jing, dad rarely talks to you about your mother..."
Wei Jing felt that his father's voice was bitter and his expression was very uncomfortable. He felt strange and asked, "Dad, what's wrong with you?"
"Let's get down to business first, A Jing. You will have a good rest at home these two days. In a few days, go back to Laihu City and join your uncle to learn from him. I will write a letter for you to take with you. Go and ask him to accept you as his adopted son... From now on, you have to treat your uncle as your father..." Wei Wen said with a bitter smile.
"What!" Wei Jing stood up suddenly. He was happy for a moment when he heard his father asked him to come back to the lake. But after hearing the next few words, he couldn't help but screamed in shock: "Dad, you asked me earlier Did an illness make you unconscious?"
"Sit down!" Wei Wen slammed the table. Seeing Wei Jing's dumbfounded look, he felt that he had gone too far, so he softened his tone and said, "Do you want to know how your mother died? ?”
"Mom..." Wei Jing was startled. He had a lot to ask, but after hearing what his father said, he sat down obediently.
The dark night was filled with clouds. Ah Xi climbed on the door rail and stuck out his tongue. When he saw Wei Jing's nose and tears streaming down his face, he leaned forward and rubbed Wei Jing's leg.
