Central Plains, Changzhou, the night is as dark as ink.
Gong Ziyu was walking on a secluded path with a lantern in one hand and a pot of wine in the other. Suddenly, the night wind blew, and a chill invaded along the skirt of his clothes, making him shrink back slightly. Although the climate in the Central Plains has already warmed up in March, once night falls, there is still a bit of chill.
Gong Ziyu stopped and looked up. The weather is very good tonight, with the waning moon in the sky, stars, and a cloudless night sky. Under the cold moonlight, his thin figure stretched very long on the ground.
This kind of night, this kind of moonlight, is a good day for drinking.
Gong Ziyu rarely drinks alcohol, because drinking is something that affects his spirit, and he is not good at drinking.
He doesn't like drinking, but that doesn't mean he doesn't drink. But in his opinion, drinking depends on your mood and the person you drink it with.
The cool night breeze was blowing, and the surroundings were quiet. Occasionally, a few dogs barked in the distance, indicating the extremely remote environment here.
The city of Changzhou is very large, and there are many remote and inconspicuous places like this. Not only in Changzhou, even in a prosperous place like the capital, there are also remote areas.
Gong Ziyu lifted the oil-paper lantern in his hand and looked forward. Not far ahead, there were scattered residential buildings. The path under his feet was the only road leading to the slum area.
Gong Ziyu raised the bottle of wine in his hand again, the corners of his mouth slightly raised. Although he doesn't drink often, he knows that there is someone in a certain room in front who likes to drink.
After stopping for a moment, Gong Ziyu walked towards the residential area with gentle steps.
A quarter of an hour later, Gong Ziyu came to the gate of a dilapidated courtyard nestled among the back alleys. The door was ajar, with a dim light shining through.
Gong Ziyu paused in front of the door, then gently opened the door and slowly crossed the threshold with one foot.
The yard is not big and seems to have been abandoned for a long time. There are three dilapidated huts that are ready to fall apart at any time. The ground in the yard is paved with bluestone slabs, but now they are tattered and uneven. There is a banyan tree in a corner of the yard, but it is also lifeless, like an old decrepit, dying.
As soon as Gong Ziyu stepped through the door, a smell of meat suddenly hit his nose. But along with the smell of meat, there was also an extremely fierce killing intent, which instantly enveloped Gongzi Yu.
The murderous aura came from the dimly lit room on the right. Gong Ziyu looked at the window of that room and suddenly sighed softly and said, "It would be a great disgrace to have meat but no wine on such a good night."
The words floated out, and after a moment, the fierce murderous aura dissipated. Then someone in the room let out a long sigh, and said in a helpless voice: "On such a moonlit night, if a stunning beauty comes, it will definitely be a sight to behold, but it's a pity that you are not."
The words sounded vicissitudes of life, and then another cold snort came from the room.
Gong Ziyu stepped into the courtyard and said with a smile: "Although I am not a stunning beauty, I have a jug of good wine, which should be pleasing to your eyes."
There was silence in the room, and then the vicissitudes of voice sounded again: "I do smell the smell of good wine."
At this time, another cold voice also sounded in the room, "Not only do you talk a lot, you are also an alcoholic."
There was a smile on Gong Ziyu's slightly pale face. He had already arrived at the door, and then gently opened the door.
The room was very empty and old, with basically no furniture except for a desk with one leg missing. There was an oil lamp on the table, and under the dim light, two men, an old man and a young man, were sitting face to face.
In front of the two of them, there was a pot of charcoal fire with a dog meat that was roasted until it was sizzling and hot oil was coming out.
Gong Ziyu smiled slightly when he saw these two people.
The thin old man looked downcast and had gray hair, with a huqin at his feet. He looked at Gong Ziyu, and his two sparse brows suddenly knitted together.
The young man was dressed in black and had a cold expression. There was a faint scar on his cheek. He seemed to be as sharp as a beast. He looked up at Gongzi Yu and then lowered his head. He was wiping it with a piece of cloth.
A dark bow.
These two people were Zhao Boling and Tie Zheng who had just parted ways with Gong Ziyu in the small town of Donglin not long ago.
The bow in Tie Zheng's hand is the famous martial arts magic weapon Po Shen Bow. Tie Zheng used this God-breaking Bow to kill Hua Tuan Hua Wuji, who was said to have unparalleled dexterity, with one arrow.
Gong Ziyu stood at the door and looked at the two of them. Suddenly he sighed softly and said, "It seems that you don't welcome me very much."
Tie Zheng replied with an indifferent expression: "Because we all know that as long as you show up, nothing good will happen."
Gong Ziyu was slightly surprised at first, and then said with a smile: "It seems that not only do you not welcome me, but you also regard me as the god of plague."
Tie Zheng slowly wiped the Poshen Bow. The fingers of his hands were unusually thick, with each phalange protruding outward. This was the result of practicing bow-drawing day after day. His tone was very direct: "Absolutely."
Gong Ziyu still smiled: "But I feel that I am your God of Wealth."
Tie Zheng's face suddenly twitched and he immediately closed his mouth.
Zhao Boling looked at Gong Ziyu with a look of helplessness and asked, "Are you a dog?"
Gong Ziyu smiled and shook his head.
"I finally found a clean place to have a good tooth ceremony, but here you are again." Zhao Boling said with a bitter face: "If you are not a dog, then why is your nose always so sharp?"
Gong Ziyu smiled indifferently, hung the lantern by the door, approached the two of them, and said: "Being well-informed is the first basis for traveling in the world. If I don't even have this skill, there is no need for me to work as a middleman. Done."
Without waiting for the two to greet him, he just dragged an old dusty bench over and sat down between them.
"That's right. If Gong Ziyu wants to find the whereabouts of a person, he can find it even to the ends of the earth." Zhao Boling sighed with a bitter smile: "If you don't even have this ability, how can Gong Ziyu be called Ce? Where’s the fortune teller?”
"In my line of work, the smaller the reputation, the safer it is." Gong Ziyu shook his head and said, "I'm just a middleman, and I really don't like this title."
"A big tree attracts the wind, which is not a good thing sometimes." Zhao Boling glanced at him with a playful look in his eyes and said, "But aren't you still living well now?"
"Because he is a very extraordinary person." Tie Zheng suddenly interrupted.
"If there was nothing extraordinary about him, he would have died hundreds of times ago." A meaningful smile appeared on the corner of Zhao Boling's mouth and said: "So not only is he very extraordinary, he is also a very dangerous person. "
Gong Ziyu suddenly laughed. When he laughed, his eyes seemed to be filled with genuine laughter.
Then he looked at Zhao Boling and said with a smile: "To me, you are also very extraordinary people, because this world has always left no room for the weak."
Neither Zhao Boling nor Tie Zheng spoke. Gong Ziyu's words were right, because he had already seen through the world. This arena is a cruel world full of blood and the strong preying on the weak. Those who can survive and continue to hang out in the arena are all characters with unique abilities.
The charcoal fire in the brazier suddenly jumped, exploding a few sparks, and the dog meat on the tree branches immediately released waves of fragrance.
Zhao Boling smeared the dog meat with his fingers, put it in his mouth and tasted it. Then he took out a small oil paper bag from his arms, opened it and saw that it was covered with coarse salt. Zhao Boling took a handful of coarse salt and sprinkled it evenly on the dog meat, making the aroma stronger.
Gong Ziyu looked at Zhao Boling's deft movements with a hint of bitterness in his eyes. He knew that this old man, who had been wandering in the rivers and lakes for decades, had long been accustomed to the hard life of living in the open air, but he never seemed to complain, and even liked this kind of wandering life. This was the difference between countless others. People who compete for fame and fortune in the arena are incomparable, because Lao Zhao is purer than those people. He knows who he is, what he is doing, and he also understands what the arena is.
Jianghu requires people to adapt to it, rather than requiring Jianghu to adapt to a certain person. Throughout the ages, countless people in the world have reversed this order, so most of them have no one.
A good ending.
Zhao Boling flipped the dog meat quickly and suddenly said: "Tell me, what's the business this time?"
Gong Ziyu shook the wine bottle in his hand and said with a smile: "I come to you not necessarily for business."
Zhao Boling glanced at him in surprise, raised her sparse eyebrows, and said, "If it's not for business, why are you here to drink with us?"
"Why not?" Gongziyu said, "This is the aged Bamboo Leaf Green from Jieyoufang in Changzhou. It is a rare and good wine."
Zhao Boling glanced at the wine pot, his throat rolled involuntarily, and he smacked his lips and said, "Although I don't come to Changzhou often, I have heard that the best wine here comes from Jieyoufang."
"The smell of dog meat brings the gods down to earth." Gong Ziyu placed the wine pot next to the brazier, "Dog meat paired with good wine is the best taste."
Tie Zheng suddenly said: "Wine is good wine, but when it is taken out of your hand, it will definitely change its taste."
"That makes sense." Zhao Boling chuckled and said, "Xiao Tie, you have touched my heart. It seems that we have developed a good understanding during this time together."
Tie Zheng snorted lightly in his nostrils.
Gong Ziyu glanced at the two of them, suddenly frowned slightly, and said with confusion on his face: "Old Zhao, what method did you use to make Tie Zheng stay with you for so long?"
Zhao Boling smiled and said: "Because he is a lonely person. And I am the least afraid of loneliness, so from some perspectives, we are kindred spirits."
"You're wrong." Tie Zheng glanced at Zhao Boling coldly, wiped the bow string's hand for a moment, and then said: "With him by my side, I'm never lonely."
Gong Ziyu smiled and said: "Sometimes people's loneliness cannot be seen, because only the loneliness that comes from the heart will make people unwilling to face it."
True loneliness is originally hidden under rich emotions.
Zhao Boling looked at Gong Ziyu again, with a strange look on his face, and said, "So, aren't you also the kind of lonely person?"
Gong Ziyu was startled for a moment, then he chuckled and said, "It seems you already understand me somewhat." His smile looked casual. Tie Zheng looked at his expression, but suddenly felt that there was something unfathomable behind that smile. dark.
When Zhao Boling heard this, his expression suddenly froze, and then he said in a strange tone: "This is really a very dangerous thing."
"If one person wants to understand another person, apart from enemies, there are only friends. But even if we are not enemies, we are not friends." Gong Ziyu suddenly sighed: "This seems to be a very sad thing. .”
Zhao Boling also sighed suddenly: "If you really have friends, then you will no longer be Gong Ziyu."
Gong Ziyu's eyes were blank for a moment, and his face was a little bitter.
Tie Zheng said: "Why does a well-known planner need friends?"
Gong Ziyu glanced at him and said nothing.
The dog meat had been heated enough. Zhao Boling took out a small knife and began to cut the meat.
Tie Zheng suddenly looked at Gong Ziyu with sharp eyes and asked, "Where is that kid now?"
Zhao Boling's cutting hand paused slightly.
Of course Gong Ziyu knew who Tie Zheng was asking. He paused, then shook his head and said, "He is dead."
Tie Zheng's brows raised slightly, he opened his mouth, and a look of sadness flashed through his eyes.
Zhao Boling's fingers holding the knife trembled slightly, and then he continued to cut the flesh. He sighed with a wry smile, "Let me just say, I'm afraid he won't be lucky enough to get a huge sum of money so easily."
Lu Xiaofei had died in a broken house, and he died calmly. If there is any regret, it is that he was still worried about him before he died.
Tie Zheng suddenly asked again: "How did he die?"
Gong Ziyu suddenly asked, "You care about him?"
Tie Zheng's face always seemed to have that indifferent expression, and he said calmly: "I only met him once, and I can't even care about him. I just feel that he is not the same person as us, so I feel a little pity."
Don't
People may not understand this sentence, but Gong Ziyu and Zhao Boling both know what it means.
"Although he is not from the same place as us, he is a very cautious person." Zhao Boling cut off a piece of dog meat and slowly put it into his mouth, but he did not taste the aroma of the meat. He only felt a bitter taste on his tongue. He asked Said: "So how did he die?"
Gong Ziyu's eyes dropped, and the charcoal fire flickered in his narrow eyes. He said, "He had a hidden disease for a long time. Later, he was infected by the Kaiyang Sword Qi of the Chongzhen Sword Sect, and he wanted to die, so he died." He spoke very briefly, but his tone was already a bit heavy.
"Kaiyang Sword Qi?" A cold light suddenly appeared in Tie Zheng's eyes, "How could he meet someone from the Chongzhen Sword Sect?"
Gong Ziyu sighed: "He met not only people from the Chongzhen Sword Sect, but also close disciples of Lu Huaichen, so he only had one chance to die."
"Ye Suzhen?" Zhao Boling's body trembled slightly, and his face suddenly darkened, "Is Ye Suzhen going down the mountain?"
The three words Ye Suzhen had already been famous in the world before he stepped out of Qingcheng Mountain, so many people knew this name. This name represents not only Qingcheng Mountain Chongzhen Sword Sect, but also another Taoist wizard with extraordinary talents besides Lu Huaichen in the past century.
"Not only did he come down the mountain, but he is now in Changzhou." Gong Ziyu said: "This man is young, but he is indeed an extremely powerful person as rumored."
Tie Zheng couldn't help but ask: "Did you have a fight with him?"
Gong Ziyu shook his head and said, "I have seen Lu Xiaofei's injuries. Someone who can emit that kind of sword energy is definitely not an ordinary swordsman. The Taoist sect has a shocking talent that is not seen in a century. It is indeed not just a name."
Zhao Boling suddenly said: "Even if you are hit by Chongzhen's unique sword energy, it may not be incurable. How can that kid want to die?"
"He is a stubborn but affectionate person." Gong Ziyu smiled lightly, but his smile was slightly bitter, and said: "His heart is dead, so he doesn't want to live in this world. Even if I wanted to save him, he wouldn't appreciate it. "
Zhao Boling shook his head and smiled bitterly: "There seems to be nothing in this world that can make a man heartbroken except women."
Gong Ziyu looked at him in surprise and said, "Have you ever been hurt by a woman?"
Zhao Boling neither admitted nor denied, saying, "I've never eaten pork, but I've seen pigs running around, right?"
Tie Zheng was silent for a long time, and then suddenly asked: "What kind of woman is that?"
When Gong Ziyu heard this, a strange smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said calmly: "She is a quite extraordinary woman."
Zhao Boling sighed: "If you are a stubborn and affectionate person, if you don't have a hard life, you won't be able to earn a living in Jianghu. What a pity for that kid."
"It's a pity." Gong Ziyu also agreed, and then added, "Aren't you also a tough-minded person?"
Zhao Boling started to cut the flesh again. He shook his head and said, "I've lived long enough whether I'm lucky or not. It doesn't matter. You'd better take good care of yourself."
"oh?"
Gong Ziyu raised his slender eyebrows and smiled.
"Li Yuansong was not only a well-known martial arts hero, but also a registered disciple of the Chongzhen Sword Sect. His sudden death will not only attract the attention of all parties in the world, but even Qingcheng Mountain will not sit idly by. No matter it is Coincidentally, news has been leaked for a long time. That Ye Suzhen came down the mountain to Changzhou at this time, which means that the matter has been known to the Chongzhen Sword Sect." Zhao Boling said while cutting the meat: "Although Ye Suzhen has never been down Qingcheng Mountain, However, his reputation has been spread throughout the world for a long time. It is said that there is no false person under the great reputation. Now that he has arrived in Changzhou, he will definitely pursue the matter. With the prestige of the Chongzhen Sword Sect in the world, if he wants to hold on, Are you, Gong Ziyu, afraid that he will really find out about you?"
Gong Ziyu smiled confidently and said, "If he really found any clues, I'm afraid Ye Suzhen wouldn't dare to let others know about it easily. After all, the Chongzhen Sword Sect's signboard is too loud, and it is absolutely not allowed to get dirty. "
Zhao Boling was a veteran of the world, so he had already vaguely guessed it when he heard these words. But the three people present were all smart people, and they understood each other tacitly, and no one revealed anything.
"I'm just saying, your father-in-law
When has Ziyu ever done something he was not sure about? "Zhao Boling sighed: "But you killed the people from the Red Mansion because of Hua Wuji. This matter is probably more troublesome than the Chongzhen Sword Sect, right?"
Zhao Boling didn't know that in addition to Yu Cheng, the "Three Ultimate Divine Sword", Gong Ziyu had recently personally killed Cui Chuang, another killer ranked sixth on the black list of Honglou, "Jiuzhang Rentu", and a major force in Honglou, "Liu Chuang". "The evil chain". Not only that, Gong Ziyu also fought against Mu Xiaoxiang, who was ranked third on the black list, and even planted a heart-breaking Gu in Mu Xiaoxiang's body, and the two reached a fateful situation.
But Gong Ziyu didn't want to mention this matter at the moment. If Zhao Boling and the two knew about this, they would definitely be extremely shocked.
Hearing this, Gong Ziyu smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying: "It seems that this is indeed a headache."
Zhao Boling suddenly fixed his eyes on Gong Ziyu's face for a long time, and then said: "I know you have some abilities, but the forces of the Red Mansion are all over the world. Once you get entangled with them, you will never want to live a pure life again. You understand me. Do you mean it?"
Gong Ziyu pondered for a moment, then suddenly sighed: "Hong Lou is indeed not easy to mess with, but since we can't escape, let nature take its course. If I, Gong Zi Yu, are really killed by them, it will be my fate, and I can't blame anyone."
When he said this, it seemed as if he really didn't take it to heart and let it take its course.
Tie Zheng suddenly interrupted: "Even if I believe that the sun will rise from the west, I will not believe your nonsense."
He doesn't like to talk much, but every time he opens his mouth, he seems to get to the point.
Zhao Boling gave him a thumbs up and praised: "You have insight."
Of course they would not believe that the wily Gong Ziyu would really wait for Hong Lou to deal with him without any preparation. If that were the case, wouldn't it be any different from lying in bed waiting to die?
But Gong Ziyu has never been one to wait for death at the mercy of others.
Gong Ziyu could only smile helplessly.
Zhao Boling cut off a piece of dog meat as big as his palm and handed it to Tie Zheng, "Eat the meat."
Tie Zheng glanced at him, put down his bow, took the meat and slowly put it into his mouth to chew. It seemed that it tasted really good.
Zhao Boling cut off another piece of meat and brought it to Gong Ziyu, asking with interest: "Want a piece?"
Gong Ziyu patted the wine bottle at his feet and said, "Good meat needs to be paired with good wine to make it more delicious."
"Did you really come here just to drink?" Zhao Boling seemed to hear the sound of the alcohol bug in his stomach again, but he still looked at Gong Ziyu with confusion on his face.
Gong Ziyu spread his hands helplessly and said, "Don't I have any trust in you?"
Zhao Boling also shook his head and said, "Because dealing with you is really a nerve-wracking thing."
"Not being trusted by others is also a very troublesome thing." Gong Ziyu looked troubled.
"Okay, drink as much as you want."
After all, Zhao Boling couldn't resist his greed. He put the piece of meat into his mouth, then stood up and walked to the corner of the room to stir around. After a while, he actually found three wine glasses. The wine glass was rough in texture and was the most common product on the market. The yard had been abandoned for a long time and everything in the room was covered with dust.
Zhao Boling sat down again, stretched out his hand to pull a small wooden table behind him, placed it between the three of them, and wiped it casually with his sleeve. Then he grabbed the cloth used to clean Tie Zheng's bow and wiped the three wine glasses randomly. Tie Zheng slowly chewed the meat in his mouth and did not stop him, but his brows furrowed slightly.
Gong Ziyu has never been a pampered person, and he has lived in an extremely difficult environment since he was young, so three wine glasses that have not been washed with clean water are nothing to him. So he didn't mind that the wine glasses were dirty. He picked up the jug and filled the three wine glasses with wine. The aroma of wine and meat suddenly filled the room, and the charcoal fire in the brazier was warm. For a moment, there was a different kind of comfort.
Zhao Boling sniffed, and the scent of aged bamboo leaves and green leaves made him swallow his saliva. He looked at Gong Ziyu and said, "I've known you for almost five years, and this is the first time I've seen you so drunk. It's really rare to see you."
Gong Ziyu placed two glasses of wine in front of Tie Zheng and Zhao Boling respectively.
, and then remained silent, as if he was suddenly touched by some kind of feeling.
After a while, Gong Ziyu suddenly sighed and said: "There are hundreds of flavors in the cup, just listen to the sound of death in the rivers and lakes."
As soon as these words came out, Zhao Boling couldn't help but feel slightly moved.
Tie Zheng didn't know what he meant for a moment and frowned again.
After Gong Ziyu finished speaking those two sentences, he paused briefly, and then said, "I came here tonight just to drink three glasses of wine with you two."
Zhao Boling's eyes moved and he said, "But this jug of wine is more than three cups."
"If you're only happy with three cups of wine, then you can only drink three cups of wine." Gongziyu smiled lightly and shrugged, looking at the two of them and said: "After three cups, Gongziyu will no longer accompany you. The remaining wine in the pot depends on the two of you. Are you still interested in continuing to drink?"
As soon as these words came out, Zhao Boling's expression changed slightly. He shook his head and said, "I know that you, Gong Ziyu, will never do anything meaningless."
Tie Zheng seemed to have thought of something, and then said: "So the wine in this glass will definitely change its taste."
Young Master Yu's expression did not change, and he did not comment.
Zhao Boling glanced at the wine on the table in front of him and said, "So there must be a reason for Gong Ziyu to treat us to three glasses of wine."
Many things in this world start with a reason, and there are always very few things without a reason.
Gong Ziyu was silent for a moment, then reached out to pick up the wine glass, his eyes slowly swept over the two of them, and said: "I have known each other for several years, so this first glass of wine is a tribute to the fate of meeting in this floating world."
He slowly raised the glass and drank it in one gulp.
Zhao Boling was silent for a moment, then he also picked up the wine glass and said with a smile: "It is said that meeting is fate, but I can drink this glass of wine." After speaking, he raised his head and poured the wine into his mouth, and slowly swallowed it down his throat. After a long time, his eyes lit up, he clapped his legs and shouted, "It's really a good wine."
Gong Ziyu looked at Tie Zheng, who didn't say anything, but just picked up the wine and drank it down in one gulp.
"readily."
Gong Ziyu said something, and then filled three wine glasses with wine, but did not pick them up immediately.
Gong Ziyu looked at the two of them and said with a smile, "This second glass of wine is from me."
"This is really strange." Zhao Boling was greatly surprised and frowned: "What is there between the two of us that deserves Gong Ziyu's toast?"
Gong Ziyu said: "I respect the two of you for your cooperation and help over the years, and also for your great friendship and righteousness."
Tie Zheng stopped chewing, and Zhao Boling suddenly raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "We have a contract with you in advance, and what we do is just to get what we need, and it is not a matter of helping each other. As for what To value love and righteousness is to go even further.”
Gong Ziyu was not in a hurry to serve the wine. He tapped the table with two fingers of his right hand as usual and said calmly: "Although the two of you signed a blood contract with me, it is true that each of you gets the benefits you need, but if you haven't done anything in these years, With the help of the two of you, the business of my middleman, Mr. Ziyu, will never be so smooth..."
Seeing that both of them were silent for a moment, Gong Ziyu continued: "Over the years, my cashier, Gong Ziyu, has solved all kinds of troubles for people, and some of them have inevitably involved taking people's lives. The two of them have also been stained with a lot of blood for this. But in the final analysis, it is also to seek needs, and I believe everyone has long been aware of this."
Hearing this, Tie Zheng suddenly said slowly: "Tie Zheng will not kill innocent people under his broken bow. This is the principle of our contract, and it will also be my bottom line in the future."
Zhao Boling glanced at Tie Zheng and said with a strange expression: "Although you have this principle not to kill innocent people indiscriminately, killing people for money is not a chivalrous act in the eyes of others."
Tie Zheng sneered and said, "Tie Zheng only wants to have a clear conscience. How can he care about other people's opinions?"
Zhao Boling laughed and said, "That's right. Without money, a hero will be hungry." Suddenly his laughter subsided and he slowly said, "A clear conscience, a clear conscience."
Gong Ziyu pondered for a moment and said, "Everyone who signed a blood contract with me has something they want from me, and you are no exception."
He looked at Tie Zheng and said calmly: "Back then, you were competing with a martial arts master and shot off his right arm with an arrow.
, although that person admitted defeat on the spot, he already harbored resentment towards you. One day you got together with your friends, but someone poisoned the food and wine, and it was that person who did it. Then that person gathered a group of martial arts masters to avenge his broken arm. It was your friend who fought to the death to protect him and pushed you into the river before you escaped with your life, but your friend was killed by a knife. You finally find a famous doctor to cure the poison, but you learn that your friend still has a wife and a son who is not yet one month old at home. In grief, you rushed to your enemy's house overnight and shot him an arrow to see the King of Hell. Although you have taken great revenge, your friend's wife and children have become orphans and widowed mothers, and they will never see their husbands and fathers again. "
Gong Ziyu spoke slowly, Tie Zheng's face gradually turned gloomy, his lips were tightly closed, and he could not say a word. Although Zhao Boling had been getting along with Tie Zheng for quite some time, this was the first time he heard about him, and he couldn't help but fell silent.
Gong Ziyu continued: "You feel guilty about this and sent them to a place where you thought they were safe and peaceful. You also promised to give them one hundred thousand taels of silver as compensation. But one hundred thousand taels of silver is a fortune to everyone. It’s not a small amount of money. With your own efforts, you may not be able to make that much money in your lifetime, so you became a killer and then met me.”
Zhao Boling suddenly realized it and sighed: "I see, no wonder Xiaotie owes you so much money."
Gong Ziyu smiled indifferently and said: "One hundred thousand taels of silver is indeed not a small amount, but the thirteen arrows of breaking the god are worth the price."
"I agree with this." Zhao Boling nodded, then looked at Tie Zheng, and sighed: "With the power of the Thirteen Arrows of Po Shen, he could have become a famous hero in the world, but now he has been reduced to a collector. The killer who takes money for his life is indeed a man in the rivers and lakes, unable to control himself." He shook his head repeatedly, and his words were full of sadness.
Young Master Yufu looked at Tie Zheng again, his eyes seemed to be able to see through everything. He said calmly: "With your personality, if you really become a martial arts hero, you will definitely be a real hero who can eliminate violence and help others in danger. But because of your personality, even if you become a famous hero, you will still be a real hero. You will never earn one hundred thousand taels of silver in your lifetime. Because a true hero cannot do whatever he wants, and there are many things he cannot do."
Zhao Boling smiled bitterly, looked at Tie Zheng and asked, "Do you regret it?"
Although Tie Zheng's expression showed pain that could not be concealed, his eyes were firm. He said coldly: "If I regret it, then what I earn now is more than a mere hundred thousand taels?"
"Interesting." Zhao Boling laughed again and said, "You kid, you really have my taste."
Gong Ziyu suddenly looked at Zhao Boling again and said with a smile: "You have earned far more than one hundred thousand taels of silver over the years, but you are still wandering around in poverty. Where did that money go?"
Zhao Boling didn't expect that the topic would turn to him, and he couldn't help being stunned. Then he laughed and said, "Don't think I'm old, but my heart is not old. If I drink alcohol and sleep with women, I'll be in a good mood. Even dogs can't bear it if they don't have enough to eat." , It’s common to spend a lot of money, these all cost money.”
To others, this reason would not be surprising. But Gong Ziyu shook his head and said, "The money you bought with your life was not spent on debauchery, otherwise why would you be eating dog meat here now?"
Zhao Boling was stunned. With a strange expression on his face, he stared at Gong Ziyu and asked, "Have you ever investigated me?"
Gong Ziyu did not hide anything and said calmly: "In my line of work, the most important thing is to inform yourself and your enemy. This is true for the target and the same for your own people. Only in this way can you be foolproof, so I hope you won't be offended."
Zhao Boling's face had completely darkened, and the smell of aged bamboo leaves and greens had been completely lost. He said in a deep voice, "What did you find out?"
Gong Ziyu's expression remained as calm as water, and he said calmly: "I know a place where more than twenty people live. They are all weak women and orphans. And all the money you have earned over the years has been used to feed them."
Hearing this, Tie Zheng couldn't help but cast a surprised look at Zhao Boling. Zhao Boling's expression also changed suddenly at the same time, and he almost couldn't help but jump.
Zhao Boling stared at Gong Ziyu as if he were a monster. He gritted his teeth angrily and asked, "Did you really find that place? What else did you do?"
"You don't have to be nervous. Although I am a businessman, I am also a principled businessman." Gong Ziyu was not surprised by his fierce reaction. He shrugged lightly, shook his head and said, "Since you signed the blood contract with me, From the moment we signed the contract, we were already in the same boat. So I must have a clear grasp of everything in your past, because only in this way can we avoid a lot of unnecessary trouble."
Tie Zheng suddenly snorted and said tepidly: "Can a person who specializes in solving problems for others also be afraid of trouble?"
Gong Ziyu smiled and said: "If someone thinks that trouble is a good thing, then he is either overconfident or has a problem with his head."
Tie Zheng closed his mouth again.
The angry look on Zhao Boling's face suddenly faded away, and then revealed a look of extreme helplessness. It was as if all his energy was suddenly drained from him, and he sat there with dull eyes.
Gong Ziyu has always had no fixed abode, and only walks around alone. On the surface, he is just a person, but no one knows how much help he has in the world. Otherwise, how could he know those secret things by himself? And where are those people? What kind of people are they?
When Zhao Boling thought of this, he suddenly scratched his head and shouted at Gong Ziyu with an angry face: "You are really a freak!"
Tie Zheng suddenly looked at Zhao Boling and asked, "Why do you want to raise those orphans?"
Zhao Boling's expression darkened and he said nothing.
Gong Ziyu continued: "Because those orphans are the children and family members of close friends who fought alongside him in the past."
Zhao Boling's thin body was shaken, and his expression was complicated and unspeakable.
"In the past?" Tie Zheng continued to ask, "How long was it in the past?"
"It should be twenty years ago." Gong Ziyu said calmly: "Do you know that there was a bloody battle in the Jianghu in the Central Plains twenty years ago?"
When Zhao Boling heard this, he stared at Gong Ziyu in disbelief, and his face darkened again.
Tie Zheng frowned. He thought for a long time and finally shook his head.
Gong Ziyu was not surprised, he murmured: "Twenty years ago, the Demon Cult of the West invaded in a large scale, and martial arts masters from the Central Plains came out in droves. Although the Demon Cult was repelled, they also paid a heavy price of almost annihilating the entire army. It was regarded as a great shame and humiliation by the martial arts community in the Central Plains, so those who survived never mentioned it. Twenty years have passed since the incident, and many people have almost forgotten that nightmare. It’s not surprising that you don’t know.”
"Demon Cult?" Tie Zheng seemed to be interested, but like many people in the Central Plains martial arts community today, he knew nothing about the Demon Cult. He looked at Zhao Boling, frowned and asked, "Are you also the one who survived that bloody battle?"
Zhao Boling smiled bitterly and said, "It's old stuff, so don't mention it."
Gong Ziyu sighed: "Although he survived by chance, all his closest friends who participated in the war with him died in the bloody battle. So, like you, in order to continue the incense of those dead friends, he tried every means to save their orphans. He found them, hid them in a secret place, and shouldered all the expenses of caring for those orphans until now."
When Tie Zheng heard this, he didn't expect that the old man in front of him was so similar to his past, and he felt a sense of pity in his heart. The look towards Zhao Boling was also a little more admiring.
Zhao Boling was mentioned about the old things that had been hidden in his heart for many years, and his thoughts were flooded and his expression became gloomy. Although more than twenty years had passed, the horrific scenes of that bloody battle were still fresh in his memory, sending chills down his vest.
Gongzi Yu paused, picked up the wine glass, and said: "Although these two are now paid killers, they have compelling reasons behind them, but the things they do are somehow more righteous than those who claim to be chivalrous in the world. How many times. How come such a person who values love and justice is not worthy of a glass of wine from me, Young Master Yu?" After he finished speaking, he slowly poured the wine down his throat.
The two of them had nothing to say anymore, each other's expressions were complicated and unspeakable, and they could only drink the second glass of wine in silence.
Zhao Boling put down his wine glass and sighed, "Gong Ziyu is really unfathomable. Who has any secrets in front of you?"
Gong Ziyu smiled lightly and explored other people's secrets.
is one of his interests.
Zhao Boling smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know about the third glass of wine, so what can I say?"
