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The spectators made fun of it even more, and even the black-faced old man showed displeasure.

Bai Pao Ke turned his head sideways, looked at the man, and asked, "Where are you from?"

The man glanced at him cautiously, saw half of Bai Pao Ke's face from under the hood, his hands trembled in fright, and the crayfish landed on the table with a thud.

"The younger generation... the younger generation is from Huguang, and often walks around Mount Xiantai."

Bai Pao Ke said with a smile: "Huguang Xiantai Mountain, a good place, I heard that autumn crabs in your place are plump."

"If senior is interested, just come to my other village as a guest next autumn!"

After hearing this, some of the spectators couldn't bear it anymore, and started to curse: "Qu Chengzhi! You are quite well-known in the world, why are you so cowardly, your legs go limp when you are frightened?"

"Damn it, I don't know who called him to cheer, so his mother's will let others destroy his prestige!"

Bai Pao Ke seemed to have never heard of it, and then continued with Qu Chengzhi's words: "Hey, forget it. Crabs are such stupid things, they know how to be domineering all day long, and they stretch their hands into other people's territory to control things. They don't understand the rules of the rivers and lakes." .”

He pointed at Sang and Huai, and the fool could understand. The black-faced old man had raised his eyes sharply, staring at the white-robed guest, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Which family are you from? How dare you come to me?" Presumptuous in front of you."

Bai Pao Ke chuckled: "There are no tigers in the mountains, and monkeys are called kings. I haven't been in the rivers and lakes for a long time, and even crabs dare to be arrogant and call themselves seniors."

The two came and went, fighting with each other, with a strong sense of sex.The black-faced old man couldn't hold his breath anymore, he stretched out his hand to grab the chopsticks on the table, and moved quickly towards the white robed guest. The white robed guest didn't panic, he stretched out his hand to pat the table, and the whole crayfish pot flew up. Bai Pao Ke stretched out his hand and threw it, and the pot of bright red hot soup splashed on the black-faced old man's head.

The black-faced old man backed away quickly, the white robed guest jumped up and kicked over the table, the onlookers saw that they moved their hands, how could they just sit back and ignore them, a group of people moved their hands, but it was not the white robe customer's opponent.

He was dressed in a white robe, his figure was swift like the wind, and he shuttled among the crowd, swaying a phantom.The wind blew away his hood, revealing his handsome face, someone caught a glimpse of it, and shouted immediately.

"Yinghuoxing! Bian Congbai!"

Bian Cong Bai smiled slightly, and slapped out with a palm, and everyone fell out like a fan.The dark-faced old man's face darkened, and he said: "It turns out to be senior. You have lived in seclusion for a long time, why did you come out of the mountain to meddle in this business?"

Bian Congbai grinned: "You can control me, but I can't? What does Mr. Yuyuan's death have to do with Qiu Hengjiang? Tianjimen didn't say anything, and you want to put on a show and force him to commit suicide? I think you are jealous Qiu Hengjiang has been with him for a long time, this time he will not let go!"

The black-faced old man told him to puncture his mind, he couldn't hold back, and still insisted: "Mr. Yuyuan was murdered by the demon clan, and Qiu Hengjiang was the murderer's security. Now the murderer's whereabouts are unknown, maybe he is hiding. We Gathering at Ziwei Village is just to eliminate harm!"

Hearing this, Bian Congbai thought it was funny, and asked, "When did my nephew Xue Buji become a monster? Besides, Mr. Yuyuan wasn't his fault."

The black-faced old man knew that Bian Cong Bai was definitely trying to get ahead, so without further ado, he untied a pipa from his back, grasped it with five fingers, and grabbed a handful of weird notes on the strings that confuse people's hearts.

Bian Cong Bai sneered: "Small tricks."

He grabbed a handful of chopsticks from the table, turned over to the adjacent table, and with eight chopsticks between his fingers, he tapped on the edges of the cups, plates and dishes on the table, and unexpectedly played a crisp and pleasant tune.

Everyone was amazed. Those who hid far away couldn't see how he controlled the chopsticks with his fingers. Standing close, they were even more amazed to see the eight chopsticks flying up and down as the muscles between his fingers exerted force.

The two fight like this, you come and go, your internal strength is clashing in the music, and your cultivation is testing in the notes. The one who is closer to the two can't bear the energy anymore, his chest is heavy and he wants to vomit, but there is still wanting to watch the excitement behind him. Squeezing forward, the people in front had no way to retreat, so they could only vomit out a mouthful of blood.

Just at the moment when the first few people vomited blood, there was a clang sound, the fingertips of the black-faced old man trembled, and a string snapped, leaving a little blood on his fingertips.

The old man's chest froze, he knew that he had suffered an internal injury, and he was afraid that he would die here today.But at this moment, Bian Cong Bai stopped, and threw the chopsticks with his hands, and the eight chopsticks were inserted into the gap between the two of them.

Bian Cong Bailang said: "We brothers have no intention of embarrassing you, it's just that my nephew Xue Buji was framed by traitors, and Qiu Hengjiang can spare no effort to protect him, so naturally the few of us will spare no effort to protect him today." Bao. If you are acquainted, leave quickly!"

When others heard him say "Brothers", they couldn't help asking tremblingly: "The master of the northern border is here too? Daoist Taiyu is also here?"

Hearing this, Bian Cong Bai blushed, already showing anger, and scolded: "Straight mother! Don't you have enough weight for me, Mr. Bian?!"

Everyone hurriedly said: "Don't dare! Don't dare!"

All retreated towards the entrance of the inn, and slipped away in an instant.The black-faced old man stood up and said coldly: "Hey, although we are leaving, I am not the only one who will make things difficult for Qiu Hengjiang!"

After he finished speaking, he also walked out of the inn with the broken pipa.

Outside Ziwei Manor, a team of black-armored cavalry surrounded the manor like an iron barrel.The noon sun shone on the uniform black armor, reflecting cold light.

Although a banquet was being held in the manor, everyone showed sorrowful expressions on their faces. Even the one-year-old child seemed to feel the sadness of the adults, and cried non-stop in the nurse's arms.

The nanny hugged the baby and coaxed her loudly. Qiu Heng, the boss of the Qiu family, was so troubled that his face was full of irritability, and he scolded: "Little debt collector! Why are you crying!"

His voice was like thunder, and the child was frightened and cried even more fiercely.Qiu Hengjiang sat in the hall and said softly, "Bring Fu'er to me."

The nanny hurriedly carried the child over, Old Man Qiu took it, stretched out his hand in pity, and teased the infant child, the child asked him to tease him, giggled, and stretched out his fat little hand to grab his gray beard .

Qiu Heng stood under the hall with tears in his eyes.Mr. Qiu returned the child to the nanny, and said loudly: "You all have resentment in your heart, blame me for trying to protect little brother Xue that day, don't you? Do you know that little brother Xue should not be blamed for today's disaster, these people Originally, it was aimed at me. I, Qiu Hengjiang, have always walked the rivers and lakes, only for the righteousness in my heart, and I have offended countless people. Sooner or later, this day will come."

Qiu Heng said: "Daddy is right, we have absolutely no resentment in our hearts."

Qiu Hengjiang nodded, and continued: "I have several of you children, I never hoped that you would be famous in the world, I only hoped that each of you would have ideals, be responsible, be upright and brave, today, the old father will give you a lesson example."

The sons and daughters were taken aback, and asked one after another: "Father, what are you going to do?"

Qiu Hengjiang called Qiu Gongfu and ordered him to lead everyone away from the secret path of Ziwei Village. Several children still wanted to argue, so they taught him to drink and asked, "Don't you even listen to what Dad says?"

Everyone had nothing to say, they could only go to the secret passage with tears in their eyes.

Soon, Ziwei Village was completely gone up and down. Qiu Hengjiang sat alone in the hall, looking around, feeling very sad.

Then he went out of the lobby, walked along the Chaoshou corridor to the study room, pushed away a gold inlaid jade Pixiu on the Duobao Pavilion, and the two hidden doors on the wall slid open, revealing a shallow layer of hidden compartments in the wall.

Hanging in the dark cabinet is a precious knife inlaid with amber and jade. Even in the dim light, this precious knife still shines brightly.

Qiu Hengjiang took out the knife, with a look of nostalgia in his eyes: "Master, master, when you passed this knife to me, did you ever think that one day this disciple would use this knife to end his own life?"

He has made up his mind, instead of falling into the hands of those with ulterior motives outside the village and suffering their humiliation to death, it is better to kill himself first, so as to preserve the last bit of dignity.

Outside Ziwei Village, the black-armored cavalry of Guangming City were still waiting quietly. The sun shone on the black armor, reflecting a silent and solemn light.

Behind them, three or two Jianghu people stood not far away. These were people who had made enemies with Qiu Hengjiang, and they were waiting to see his fate.

There was another man standing alone, arms folded, with a solemn face, motionless, staring at the gate of Ziweizhuang.

Two men came over, one older with full beard and one younger, and asked him, "Which road are you on?"

"Take the single-plank bridge in the first trip, and jump the dragon and cross the river in the back trip."

The young man was puzzled, but it was the bearded elder who had traveled the rivers and lakes for a long time and had some knowledge. He said with a smile, "So he is a brother of the caravan. Why, do you have any grudge against this Qiu?"

This man is the leader of the caravan.He shook his head, his tiger eyes still staring at the gate of Ziweizhuang.

"Then why are you here?"

"I'm here for Brother Xie."

"So it's the same as those men in Guangming City." The young man said with a smile: "It seems that Qiu Hengjiang can't fly even if he has wings!"

The leader of the horse gang suddenly turned his head, looked at the young man, and asked, "Mr. Yuyuan and my brother Xie Yi were not killed by Mr. Qiu, why are you making trouble with him?"

Hearing his words, the young man immediately changed his face, and opened his mouth to curse. The old bearded man held him down, and smiled at the leader of the caravan: "Back then, the murderer who killed Mr. Yuyuan was stopped at Xichang Yangguan. But the man surnamed Qiu was his guarantor and asked several people to let him go. I would not believe that the man surnamed Qiu had nothing to do with the murderer! Maybe Mr. Yuyuan and Deputy Envoy Xie were murdered, and he was among them. Participate!"

The leader of the caravan's eyes flickered, he nodded, and then he took a straight look at the bearded man and asked, "What enmity do you have with Qiu Hengjiang?"

The young man said: "We are known as the Three Heroes of Huzhou, and we have always been chivalrous and righteous. We did not interfere with Qiu Hengjiang's well water. Later, our second brother accidentally killed a fisherman's daughter, and the fisherman's mother sued Qiu Hengjiang. Hengjiang killed my second brother indiscriminately."

What he said was evasive, and there were many suspicious things in it, such as why their second brother accidentally killed a fisherman's daughter, whether Qiu Hengjiang had investigated clearly, and asked him to hide all the details. It was Qiu Hengjiang who seemed unreasonable.

The young man seemed to be afraid of being questioned by the leader of the caravan, so he gave a bah, spit out a mouthful of phlegm, stomped his feet again, and looked at the entrance of Ziweizhuang with some irritability: "Why don't the grandpas of Guangming City do anything?"

"Xichang Yangguan made an appointment with him yesterday, and he should come out and give an explanation after noon today. If he fails to hand over the murderer, he will be killed!"