In a small courtyard in Chilong Lane, Zhu Quan is kneeling on the ground?
He has been kneeling for a long time.
His clothes were soaked by the heavy rain, and his face was a little pale from being on his knees for a long time.
Under the eaves of the small courtyard, a group of young people of similar age were looking at him worriedly, but no one dared to say anything to stop him.
He made a very serious mistake - during a dispute with his father, Zhu Quan, who was angry, told the truth about his mother's death.
The leading inner disciple was Lu Huan, and he died in the hands of Zhu Quan more than a year ago.
And his father, Lu Haocun, is now the deacon of Qingquan Peak, one of the nine peaks of Tianxuan Mountain. Although he is not a high-ranking and powerful person in Qingquan Peak, he is still a person who can speak and hold real power.
Since Lu Huan's death more than a year ago, he has been trying to find the real culprit who killed his son. Now Zhu Quan's words have undoubtedly given Ma Yingjie valuable clues. Following this line, he is very likely to investigate.
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Even if they had done it clean enough back then, under such deep hatred as the murder of his son, Ma Yingjie probably wouldn't care about any evidence. As long as he was slightly implicated, he might kill him...
Under such circumstances, the mistake Zhu Quan made was indeed serious enough.
Because of this, no one around him dared to speak out for him.
He knelt like this until dawn...
There was no blood on his face and his body was swaying, as if he might fall to the ground at any time.
"Get up."
But at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded.
The sound coming from the room made Zhu Quan, who had his head lowered, suddenly raise his head.
He looked in the direction of the door. The door was slowly opened at this time. A figure slowly walked out of the room. Seeing him, Zhu Quan hurriedly said to him: "Mr. Meng."
Mr. Meng is a very strange man.
Zhu Quan has been with him for many years, but has never seen his true face. Most of the time, he always wears a white mask, and this time it was no different.
"Get up." Mr. Meng turned to look at Zhu Quan at this moment and said softly. His tone was calm, and he didn't seem to be the least bit unhappy or worried because of Zhu Quan's reckless behavior.
But Zhu Quan could not forgive himself so easily. He still knelt on the ground and said loudly to Mr. Meng: "Sir! Since I met Mr. Meng three years ago, he taught me various principles and taught me the books of sages.
Let the students understand the meaning clearly, and be a better student. Capture alive the enemy who killed your mother, and let the students kill the enemy with their own hands. This kindness is like reincarnation."
"The student originally wanted to follow his teacher and fulfill his ambition to rule the world through legal principles, but today he made a big mistake because of a small loss."
"My teacher often says that a small amount of impatience can ruin a big plan. If a student has followed your teacher for many years and committed such a crime, he is really disloyal to his teachings."
"I have made inquiries. Today, people from Qingquan Peak have been sent to Zhijian Hall. They are probably here to find out the death of Lu Huan."
"I came here today not to seek forgiveness or rescue from you, but just to see you to express my gratitude for my many years of teaching!"
As Zhu Quan said this, he looked at Mr. Meng with red eyes. The rain washed down his face, and he couldn't tell whether the stains covering his cheeks were tears or rain.
"After a while, I will go to the sword-wielding hall by myself. I will bear all the responsibilities and will not implicate my husband or any other senior fellow apprentices in any way. I also ask all senior fellow apprentices to remember my lessons and never act out of emotion!"
"May the world be as you wish, sir."
"One day, the kings, grandsons and nobles will be governed by the law, and the great clans will be governed by the rules."
"People walk in the city as if they were walking in the daytime."
"Injustice can be avenged, hatred can be repaid, and the world will see peace!"
Zhu Quan even swallowed his words and looked at Mr. Meng solemnly, walked around and kowtowed three times to him.
Every time it rang, it hit the ground with great force, making a dull sound.
When the dozen or so young people standing behind Mr. Meng saw this outfit, they looked at Zhu Quan with somewhat moved eyes.
But no one dared to say anything to stop it at this time.
This is not because they are greedy for life and afraid of being implicated by Zhu Quan.
After joining the Mirror Station, the main and most important thing they did was to help the residents of Tianxuan City deal with their disputes with Tianxuan City.
In the process of collecting various evidences, they have seen too many extremely ruthless methods on the peaks of Tianxuan Mountain. In addition to those that can be brought to court on the surface, there are also many inner sects and even direct disciples involved.
matters, and those matters are extremely complicated, and most of them cannot be brought to the table. Many times, even if they have sufficient evidence, they still cannot get support from the Sword Master Hall.
And now this matter involves the death of the son of the inner sect deacon, and the other party will not provide any evidence. Maybe after finding Zhu Quan, they will torture him, and even arrest everyone who has any involvement with him.
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So they understand that there are only two ways before them now.
Either Zhu Quan dies, or they die together with Zhu Quan.
Thinking of this, a deep sense of powerlessness enveloped everyone's hearts.
Their faces turned red with anger, and their fists were clenched at this moment, but because they understood that with their abilities, no matter what they did, they could not change the status quo, so they could only suppress their anger and watch helplessly.
All this and nothing can be done.
After completing the three-bow ceremony, Zhu Quan raised his head. His forehead was already covered with blood.
"Take care, sir."
"Senior brothers and sisters, take care."
He cupped his hands and spoke to everyone. After saying that, he stood up, turned around and left.
When the people behind Mr. Meng saw this, their expressions changed. The young people looked at Zhu Quan's leaving figure with sad and angry eyes.
"Wait a minute." But at this moment, Mr. Meng, who had been standing in front of the door and listened quietly to Zhu Quan's words, suddenly said.
His voice was dull and a bit hoarse.
Zhu Quan, who was about to leave, looked back at the masked man with confused eyes.
"gentlemen……"
He wanted to say something, but before he could say anything, he was interrupted by the other party.
"Do you know why I just came out to see you now?" Mr. Meng asked.
Zhu Quan was stunned when he heard this question, and then said with a bitter look on his face: "The student made a big mistake and should be punished. I think I am very disappointed with the student, so I don't want to come forward to see him."
Mr. Meng turned his head and looked at Zhu Quan. His face was hidden under the white mask, making it difficult to see the expression behind the mask.
His tone still remained as calm as ever, and it was also difficult for people to judge the happiness and anger in his heart at the moment through his tone.
"If you make a mistake, you will be punished. This is the legal principle, and this should be the case for everyone."
"What we have to do is very difficult and dangerous. It cannot be accomplished by just one or a few people. It cannot be accomplished by relying on internal efforts or decades of hard work."
"So, we need to be cautious, we need to have people sacrifice when we need to sacrifice, and we need to be cautious enough when we need to be cautious."
"And your impulsiveness almost destroyed our efforts over the years. Of course you need to be punished." Mr. Meng said.
As for this, he paused again and then said: "But it's not because of this that I let you kneel here..."
Zhu Quan, who expected to be scolded, was stunned when he heard these words. He asked in confusion: "What do you mean, sir?"
At this moment, Mr. Meng turned his head and looked at Zhu Quan again. His usually calm voice now had a rare emotion that he had never forgotten.
It's like regret, it's like compassion, and there's even a hint of self-doubt.
"You don't have to die." He said.
Zhu Quan was stunned when he heard this. He was obviously puzzled by the comparison: "But Ma Yingying won't give up so easily..."
Mr. Meng ignored Zhu Quan's words and just handed out a letter from his arms at this time.
The look of confusion on Zhu Quan's eyebrows was even worse. He felt that everything Mr. Meng said today was strange to him, but he still reached out and took the letter handed over by Mr. Meng.
It was raining heavily. Zhu Quan opened the envelope with doubts and looked at the letter paper. The writing on it was stained by the rain and the ink was a little blurred, but he could still see clearly what was written in the blurry handwriting.
At that moment, his hand holding the letter began to tremble, and the blood on his face faded and turned extremely pale.
A certain emotion began to accumulate in his body...
Finally, when the emotion was brewing to the extreme, he suddenly spit out a mouthful of "Xue Xue" and fell to the ground with a plop.
And the ground stained red by the blood from his mouth, washed away by the heavy rain, quickly became as clean as ever, with no traces left...