Zhongli couldn't muster any strength and could barely keep sitting. He managed not to fall off the bed. He fell to the side, leaned his back against the wall, and opened his mouth with difficulty, saying: "Huh... I actually bumped into you."
." Because he was out of breath, he bared his teeth and grinned when he spoke, his expression was very ferocious, as if he was being tortured, but he still had a smile on his face.
Ji Cha raised his head, raised his iron claws, and said proudly: "You can't escape if you encounter my iron-handed ruthless Ying Hailan. If you want to live a few more days, just tell me everything I want to know."
Tell it honestly."
Zhongli took a few deep breaths and seemed to be in better spirits. He stared at Ji Cha sideways and twitched the corner of his mouth: "Where are you from Ying Hailan? You are the tea picker." Then he tilted his head and looked at Hong Chen.
: "After all, this is the famous bamboo-cutting leader of the Demon Cult. His wanted portrait is posted all over the world. Besides the tea pickers, who else could be next to him?"
"Zhong Tuozi, why did you assassinate Dai Wanshan?" Hong Chen asked directly, "Also, how did you know how to enter the secret cave under the rockery of Zhuguangmen Bamboo Garden?"
Zhongli lowered his head, drooped his right arm, and covered his chest with his left hand. He coughed several times in a row, each sound getting louder and louder, as if he wanted to cough out all his internal organs. Hong Chen only said that he was coughing inside his body.
The cold power had not been completely dissipated and there was still some remnant, so he stepped forward to help him push his breath again. However, Zhongli suddenly raised his head and waved his left hand: "What does it have to do with you?"
"What a damn hunchback. When we ask about things, you just answer them honestly. Why are you talking so much nonsense?" Ji Cha glared at Zhongli, turned around and rushed out of the house. When he came back, he had Xue Fengqie and Hongri in his right hand.
The afterglow shines through the bed onto the blade of the knife, reflecting the light like blood, "If you talk nonsense again, I'll cut your tongue!"
"Just cut it off, you can chop my head off at the same time."
Zhong Li had a nonchalant tone. After taking two deep breaths, his expression seemed to be much more relaxed.
Seeing that Zhongli didn't want to answer, Hong Chen changed the question: "Don't you want to live anymore?"
Zhongli laughed dryly: "Oh, I didn't want to live a long time ago, and I don't want to live even more now."
Hong Chen asked again: "I heard that you are a flower picker who specializes in stealing girls, but I found out that you specialize in those sects of aristocratic families. This is very laborious and thankless. Why do you do this?"
Zhongli said: "If you don't set your goal higher, how can you become famous in the world? Isn't the tea-picking girl next to you famous because she stole the magic weapons of various sects?"
Ji Cha retorted: "I am a tea picker, not a tea picker."
Zhongli said: "I didn't say you were not human, why are you so excited?"
Ji Cha raised his eyebrows and glared again: "Hey, you stinky hunchback, you are about to die, and you still dare to speak harshly? Do you deserve a beating?"
Zhongli took his time and said, "Have you ever read a book? No, even people who haven't read a book should know the saying 'a duck has a tough mouth'. The hunchback is not even afraid of death, so why is he afraid of you beating me?"
Ji Cha was speechless. Hong Chen said, "I don't think you are someone who wants to be famous."
Zhong Li stared at Hong Chen for several seconds before asking, "Are you really the leader of the Demon Cult?"
Hong Chen shook his head: "Of course not."
Zhong Li nodded: "I don't think so. Although your martial arts skills are high, you don't have the ability to let others work for you. The possibility of you being the leader of the Demon Cult is not as good as this tea-picking girl."
Ji Cha said loudly: "I told you, it's a tea picker! Not a tea picker girl! You stinky hunchback, if you change other people's nicknames randomly, I'll tear your stinky mouth apart!"
Zhongli ignored it and thought to himself: "I have met many people from the Demon Cult. When they mention the leader, their eyes are full of fascination. I have always wanted to know, what kind of person is the leader? Is he different from those people? Without even meeting them, he can tie their hearts to his own body, and he will go through fire and water for them, even if he doesn't hesitate."
Hong Chen said: "Why have you met so many people from the Demon Cult? Do you have anything to do with the Demon Cult?"
Zhongli was silent for a while and said, "My father is from the Demon Cult."
"Where is he?"
"He died twenty years ago."
"How did you die?"
"After being killed, the body was chopped into many pieces, and a group of people were allowed to take the credit."
Hong Chen and Ji Cha's expressions changed when they heard this, but Zhong Li spoke very calmly, as if he was talking about an unrelated person rather than his flesh and blood relatives.
Hong Chen smoothed his thoughts and said: "So you are not a flower picker who commits crimes everywhere. You are avenging your father."
"Wrong." Zhong Li shook his head and said, "I don't even remember what my father and mother looked like, and I no longer have the memory of being loved by them, so I have no intention of revenge for them."
"Then you are..."
"I avenge myself." Zhongli no longer stared at Hong Chen, nor did he look at Ji Cha. Instead, he moved his body, turned his head and squinted at the window, letting the red light of the sunset shine on his body, and let out a long sigh, "The emperor calls himself the emperor, but is there really a heaven in the world? If there is, it is too unfair. At that time, I was just a little child, innocent and innocent, and had never committed any crime, but I was hurt by others and became disabled."
Hong Chen remained silent, thinking that Zhongli was probably implicated by his father and was beaten into a disability when he was young. No wonder he was full of resentment. He also felt that he and Zhongli were somewhat similar. They both separated from their parents when they were young. He himself I can barely remember what happened before Taoyuan.
Zhongli still looked out the window: "It's just a disability, that's all. But since I was a child, I have been laughed at and scolded by others.
"Those kids who were about the same age as me, half a head taller than me, saw me, clapped their hands and circled around me, jumping, laughing, spitting at me, and singing to me. I still sing that song to this day. I remember clearly: 'stinky hunchback, dirty hunchback, orphan hunchback without parents; broken hunchback, rotten hunchback, sloppy hunchback like a puddle of excrement; ugly hunchback, short hunchback, disgusting hunchback that needs to die quickly.'
"Adults also look down on me. When they see me, they will point at me and say to others: 'Look at that little hunchback. He has such a bulging bag on his back. Did he steal something and hide it inside?' Some of them will be angry when they see me. He would scold me: "It's really unlucky to see a hunchback when I go out. Get away quickly." He would even come over and kick me on the back.
"What did I do wrong? Was I insulted and laughed at just because I was a hunchback? There were also people who took pity on me and gave me money, food, and clothes. Otherwise, I would have been unable to survive.
"Gradually, I don't care about other people's eyes. I just want revenge. Almost all of my enemies are people with strong martial arts skills. I want revenge and I also want to practice martial arts. But a hunchback whose body is different from ordinary people has to practice martial arts. It’s difficult, and it’s not very advanced.
"But I tried my best to become a disciple and look for opportunities, and finally mastered Kung Fu. I then went to look for my enemies, and many of them were no longer alive. I had to look for the remaining ones first, and found that their martial arts were better than expected. Middle and high school, because twenty years have passed and they are not the same people they were back then. I thought at the time that if I couldn't kill them for the time being, I would attack the people they cherished most and make them angry, sad, and miserable, and then become the laughing stock of others.
"That's why I became a flower picker."
When Zhongli said this, he slowly turned around: "Unfortunately, I didn't succeed even once. Twice, I was messed up by you two."
Hong Chen knew that he was talking about Wang Lifeng and Mrs. Huang, and suddenly remembered the incident of Chasing Light Sect, and said: "Mrs. Huang's father is also a member of the Demon Cult. You are seeking revenge from her, but you are looking for the wrong person!"
Zhongli was startled: "What did you say?"
Hong Chen said: "You don't know? That day, in front of everyone from the Zhuangguang Sect and Zhuifeng Sect, Huang Xiaosheng revealed that Mrs. Huang's father was actually the deputy palace master of the Xihan Palace of the Huangtian Sect. Then Huang Xiaosheng, Lu Xingwei, and Mrs. Huang
They are all dead. I thought this matter would spread quickly in the world."
Zhongli lost consciousness for a while and murmured: "How could this be?"
On the night when he escaped from the secret cave in the rockery, Zhongli left Ziyun City, then traveled across mountains and rivers, went north to Tianwei City, and kidnapped Dai Yue in the General's Mansion. After being chased by the Ziyi Guards, he took Dai Yue to his old residence, etc.
After getting things done, it was not until yesterday that Zhongli and Dai Yue entered Tianwei City on their own in advance, that Zhongli saw the arrest warrants for bamboo cutters and tea pickers in the streets, but he did not learn about the subsequent development of the incident in Ziyun City.
Now that he knew Jiang Bo's identity, Zhongli couldn't help but recall many past events. After thinking carefully, he finally realized something. He smiled miserably and whispered to himself: "It turns out that this is what I didn't finish talking about at that time."