The backyard of Zhongshan Martial Arts Center is in a mess. The pavilion next to the pond can be seen with thousands of holes, as if it has been pierced by a sharp weapon. And several dead trees covered with snow outside the pond are also leaning here and there, white and white.
Huahua's remnants of snow fell all over the ground. Ice holes could be seen everywhere on the ice of the pond, and the water in the pond overflowed from the ice holes.
A stream of bright blood was not far away from the two people lying on the ice like dead dogs. I don't know who the blood spattered from. A light dagger as thin as a cicada's wing lay quietly there.
Apart from the blood stains, a few white pieces were undulating on the ice surface in the wind.
The postures of Ling Tianyun and Zhong Jianhong did not change. They were like two deadbeat dogs. They were panting heavily, their chests were rising and falling, and bright red blood stains overflowed from the corners of their mouths. They were as embarrassed as they could be.
Embarrassed. Zhong Jianhong had long since lost his elegant and leisurely aura. His hair was disheveled, and no part of his clothes was intact. Mottled bloodstains appeared and disappeared from the torn skirts of his clothes.
Ling Tianyun's situation was even more serious. There was a long wound on his open chest, and the blood stains on the wound had long dried up. His pale face was bloodless, and his whole body was already stained with blood. He lay on his back, looking at the blue sky in a daze.
, I don’t know what I’m thinking, but there are occasional traces of flying eagles in the sky.
This was obviously not the trace left over from the battle between Ling Tianyun and Zhong Jianhong, but the mess left behind after the battle between them and the other person, that white shadow.
Zhong Jianhong had already sat up, not caring about the cracked ice beneath him. He grabbed a soft thing like a leather-like object in his hand. He placed the soft thing on the ice with both hands and spread it out.
The soft thing turned into a human face, and that face was none other than Zhong Tong, a warrior in the Zhongshan Martial Arts Center and an acquaintance of Ling Tianyun. This was actually a piece of human skin, a mask, but a real person.
A mask made of leather.
"Brother Ling." Zhong Jianhong called, but Ling Tianyun seemed not to hear or seemed to be wandering in the blue sky and did not respond.
Zhong Jianhong called out again, his voice a little louder than before.
"Yeah." Ling Tianyun finally responded.
"How did Brother Ling know there was something wrong with Zhong Tong?"
"Guess."
"??????"
Such an answer shocked Zhong Jianhong very much. Everyone's guesses were so accurate. Thinking of the battle just now, he was frightened again and still had lingering fears in his heart.
Ling Tianyun was already exhausted. He had no intention of answering Zhong Jianhong's questions, but he was replaying the battle just now in his mind. He didn't let go of every detail, including every move of Zhong Jianhong.
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Zhong Huangyu led several warriors to the backyard of the dojo. When he saw the messy scene, his eyes flashed sharply, and at the same time he slightly frowned his gray eyebrows. He waved his hand.
, the warriors stepped forward and helped the two people who could not move up.
Ling Tianyun and Zhong Jianhong were lifted up and off the ice of the pond.
The sound of "crash" kept coming from the ice surface. The ice cubes on the pond began to crack completely. The gurgling water surged up. In an instant, the ice cubes turned into countless small ice cubes.
, floating above that pond.
Ling Tianyun's whole body was tied with gauze, and he was thrown back into his original guest room like a giant meat dumpling. He had been stabbed no less than twenty times, and his whole body was covered with wounds. Although every wound was an injury, as long as
As soon as he exerted force, the stinging pain all over his body surged up like a tidal wave. It was temporarily safe now. He was already exhausted physically and mentally, so he lay down on the bed and fell asleep.
When Ling Tianyun woke up, the sky was getting dark, and the remaining snow outside still reflected a faint light, making the dark night a little brighter. The crescent moon in the sky rarely showed up, and the pale yellow light fell down.
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Ling Tianyun tore off the gauze tied to his body and found that the wounds had begun to scab and no longer bleed. He couldn't help but be curious about the medicine applied to his body. This medicine was so magical when it was applied to his wounds.
It had a slight cooling effect. However, the wound had scabbed over the entire afternoon and seemed to be fine.
There were no warriors outside watching him anymore. He might be able to walk around the dojo freely, but he still didn't think about leaving the dojo.
He changed his clothes and walked out of his guest room, and found that the patrolling samurai did not stop him, which just confirmed his guess. He randomly found a patrolling samurai and asked if he had anything to eat at this time.
.The warrior also told him in a very easy-going manner that the eldest elder and eldest young master were dining in the living room at this time, and he should be able to catch up if he rushed there now.
Regarding the matter of filling his stomach, Ling Tianyun was still influenced by the old monk. No matter if the sky fell, he felt that his stomach was still important. He thanked the warrior and walked straight towards the living room.
As soon as he walked to the door, he found that Zhong Huangyu and Zhong Jianhong did not start eating, but were sitting quietly at the table filled with delicious food.
Ling Tianyun walked up unceremoniously, found a wooden chair and sat down casually. He didn't even look at the grandfather and grandson who were sitting quietly aside. The table was full of chicken, duck, fish and a large plate of wild vegetables, although he was seriously injured.
He had just recovered, but he couldn't care about that much. He grabbed a few chicken drumsticks and started eating them, not noticing the astonished grandfather and grandson standing aside.
After devouring for a while, almost half of the food on the table went into Ling Tianyun's stomach. Only after he was full did he feel at ease.
He burped with satisfaction and stretched with satisfaction. Only then did he realize that the grandfather and grandson were looking at him with strange eyes. He couldn't help but smile and touched the back of his head, looking naive.
appearance.
"I made you two laugh, but I'm really hungry." He said apologetically, cupping his fists to the two of them.
Zhong Huangyu looked calm, grabbed a wine bottle and threw it at Ling Tianyun without saying a word.
Ling Tianyun, on the other hand, took the jug of wine and poured it directly into his own mouth. Finally, he drank the jug of wine until there was no more wine left, and then he stopped.
Zhong Jianhong smiled helplessly at the side, still holding the piece of human skin and mask in his hand.
"I have long heard that Major General Ling is very intelligent. What happened today is thanks to Major General Ling's clever plot, which exposed the assassin's true identity. I would like to thank the Major General for his great kindness on behalf of the Zhong family."
Zhong Huangyu stood up and cupped his fists towards Ling Tianyun, but his old eyes kept flashing, and he didn't know whether he was really grateful or perfunctory.
"No, this junior should clear his own suspicions. It's just luck that he was able to set up this situation. This junior is not just a stupid person, but fortunately Mr. Zhong cooperated fully."
Ling Tianyun laughed and wanted to deal with it. But how could Zhong Huangyu let him go, because he also had many questions in his heart.
"Oh, let's let the thief escape. I wonder if Major General Ling can see through the thief." Zhong Huangyu then asked.
"It was sheer luck that I joined forces with Mr. Zhong to star in this play. In fact, I didn't know that I could lure out the thief. Maybe the thief was impatient, so he couldn't help but jump out."
What Ling Tianyun can be sure of at this time is that Zhong Jianhong has never mentioned the jade pendant to Zhong Huangyu. Could his guess be true? Could the conversation in that small pavilion have become a fact? Zhong Jianhong really has ulterior motives, but he
What is the real purpose of .
Ling Tianyun turned his gaze to the eldest son of the Zhong family, but saw that the other man was also looking at him. The two of them smiled tacitly and looked away.
While listening to Ling Tianyun's answer, Zhong Huangyu picked up a few pieces of meat with chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth. He chewed a few and swallowed it. A few drops of oil dripped from the corner of his mouth and fell on his beard.
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"Since General Ling won't say anything, I won't force it. But I don't know whether this thief is going after the Young General or Hong'er. I need to find out this."
Feeling the greasiness in his mouth, Zhong Huangyu picked up a cup of tea and rinsed his mouth, and he said calmly.
"I don't know this about this junior. After all, I have just arrived in Lanzhou City. I don't have any enemies when I first come here. Except for Senior Zhong who imprisoned this junior here, no one should have any ill will towards this junior. When it comes to robbing wealth, junior
He only has a few pieces of silver and nothing else. However, Mr. Zhong is different. He is so handsome and handsome, so it is inevitable that he has some love debts to repay. Maybe it was someone who was grieving him who invited him.
Killer, that’s not necessarily the case.”
Ling Tianyun has no other excuse except talking nonsense. If Zhong Huangyu continues to ask questions, he may really find out about this jade pendant. Then it will not concern him, but even Zhong Jianhong will be in trouble. In fact, Ling Tianyun does not intend to help Zhong Jianhongyuan.
, after all, the Zhong family master took advantage of him once, but Ling Tianyun also wanted to get his own answer. No one believed this kind of excuse, but he could also be taught a lesson.
"Nonsense, why did eleven warriors die last night, including the ten warriors who were watching you? How can we explain this?" Zhong Huangyu couldn't help but get angry when he heard the other party's nonsense, and immediately became furious.
stand up.
When Zhong Jianhong heard what he said, he couldn't help but smile. He didn't expect Ling Tianyun to make up such an interesting rhetoric. He knew that the other party was helping him, and the other party must want to find out the real purpose of plotting against him, and Ling Tianyun
But he didn't want to lend a hand to others. That's why he wouldn't reveal anything about their conversation in the pavilion to Zhong Huangyu. This was a kind of respect, and it was also Ling Tianyun's style since he visited.
"By the way, senior, what do you think of this human skin and mask?" Ling Tianyun saw that Zhong Huangyu was about to explode, and immediately changed the subject. He had only seen that person, the moment when Zhong Jianhong tore off the mask, his face was pale
A snow-like face appeared in front of him. It was the face of a man, with no beard on his face, but the paleness on his face was just the kind of excessive paleness, like someone who has been in the dark for a long time without seeing the sun.
Pale, a sickly pallor.
Taking advantage of a glance, that pale face was deeply imprinted in Ling Tianyun's mind. And after the man was injured by Zhong Jianhong's flying knife, he successfully escaped from the hands of these two people, and his figure was like a ghost without a trace.
Floating like a ghost, slowly disappearing in the snow. Although Zhong Jianhong's movement is also as elusive as a ghost, it is not on the same level as that person's figure. That person's movement is invisible.
, Zhong Jianhong's movement is tangible and can be traced, but it is a real ghost, a ghost crawling out from the depths of hell.
Zhong Huangyu glared at Ling Tianyun angrily. He knew that the other party wanted to change the subject, but he had no choice. Although he still believed that the assassin's real target was Ling Tianyun. Maybe the other party really didn't know, but it wasn't necessarily true, but the other party just made nonsense.
The nonsense he said was obviously nonsense. It seemed that he really was hiding something from himself, and the same was true for his nephew and grandnephew.
"From the workmanship of this piece of human skin and mask, there is only one family in the world that can make such a perfect and exquisite mask. Only people from that family can make such an exquisite mask without any flaws. I really doubt you.
Maybe I was just lucky enough to see through the masked person."
As Zhong Huangyu explained, he looked at Ling Tianyun again. Now he thought that it was pure luck that the other party saw through the masked person. But the theory of luck is mysterious and mysterious, and it might really be luck that made him see through it.
"Oh, which family is that, specializing in making human skins and masks? How many people would they kill? Wouldn't such a family make the world angry and resentful?"
"The Binmei people, known as human skins and masks, are said to have never been seen by anyone. They wear masks throughout their lives and never take off their masks. The faces they show are not their true faces.
, but they wear a mask. Because the world has never seen their true face, so the world calls them human skin, masks. That person is obviously not that charming person, otherwise he would not be taken off easily.