That facial paralysis always wants to hug

The old patriarch's face was a bit ugly, but when he saw them, he forced a smile and asked, "How is it? Have you figured it out?"

"Patriarch..." Bai Che said with a face full of embarrassment, "Is there really no other way?"

Seeing that he was still persisting, the old patriarch couldn't help frowning: "If there is another way, how can I come to Mr. Qiao for help?"

"That secret book..." Bai Che insisted, "Maybe, that secret book hasn't been destroyed yet? I can practice hard, it's not necessary..."

"The Library Pavilion was completely destroyed, and nothing was left." The old patriarch was already a little dissatisfied, but he still tried his best to hold back, "Can I still lie to you?"

"I don't think you're going to lie to me..."

"Patriarch, what Che Che means is that he actually wants to go and see for himself." Qiao Lingnan pulled the old patriarch aside and said in a low voice, "You know, I almost died last time, and he was also scared. So, Anyway, it’s not too late, so let him look for it, and if he can’t find it, he’ll give up. Don’t worry, I’ll go with him, and I promise you, if you can’t find the cheat book, I will definitely help you.”

The old patriarch thought that he had already searched for it, and it was really impossible to find the cheat book again, so he nodded and agreed: "Okay then."

He frowned and said, "Be careful."

"Okay, thank you patriarch." Qiao Lingnan agreed, and went to Zangshu Pavilion with Bai Che.

Qiao Lingnan had thought that the place where Bai Che stayed would be relatively remote, but he didn't expect that it would be like this.

Qiao Lingnan's face became more and more ugly as he walked away. Bai Che came back to his senses, a little annoyed. He was so anxious that he actually forgot about this.

"Let's be careful. There were still a few guards here. Now that the Library Pavilion has been destroyed, those guards didn't see anyone. Maybe they are still hiding here." Bai Che wanted to turn Qiao Lingnan's gaze away. But as soon as the words fell, he heard a groan in the bushes next to him, and he was startled instead.

Qiao Lingnan reacted quickly and pulled Bai Che behind him, and asked in a low voice towards the bushes, "Who is it?"

An extremely weak voice came from inside: "Help..."

Qiao Lingnan and Bai Che glanced at each other, but they were still ahead, carefully pushed aside the bushes, and saw that the ground and the bushes were covered in blood.It seemed that someone was injured and was hiding inside.

A little further inside, there was indeed a person lying on the ground, the waist and abdomen were bloody and bloody, it was horrible, the lying ground was full of blood.

Looking at it like this, it is estimated that he will not survive, but he is not dead yet.

When Bai Che saw this person, he was startled, and cried out: "Uncle Yan?"

Uncle Yan looked at him, and unexpectedly recognized him, he gasped and called out: "Little, patriarch..."

Bai Che stepped forward and sealed his wound with spells, allowing him to have the energy to speak for a while, but his injury was too serious for Bai Che to save.

"Who hurt you like this?" Bai Che frowned, no matter how hateful the old patriarch was, he still couldn't hate these people, they were all poor people being used.

They asked Yanyan to burn Zangshu Pavilion, but they didn't let Yanyan kill anyone, and the injury was not caused by Yanyan.

Uncle Yan gained some energy, took a breath, smiled wryly, and said, "Old patriarch."

"He..." Bai Che actually thought of it, but he was still shocked, "Why is he? Aren't you his confidantes?"

"Because the Zangshu Pavilion was burned, he blamed us for our poor guarding." Uncle Yan said.

Bai Che froze, because he asked Yanyan to burn the Library Pavilion, which could be regarded as indirect harm to them.

Qiao Lingnan put his hand on Bai Che's shoulder, pressed it lightly, and asked Uncle Yan, "Is it because of this? You didn't resist?"

"None of us are his opponents. Moreover, he was simply a sneak attack. I was the last one, and I was the one who faced him head-on. I knew I couldn't beat him, so I pretended to be dead. That's why I was here. God is merciful, let me see a living person, and send a few words to my family. But I didn't expect that I would wait for the little patriarch." Uncle Yan seemed to know that he didn't have much time, so he spoke quickly, "I I know, I can't hold on anymore, can I trouble the little patriarch to give my daughter a word?"

"Okay." Bai Che agreed straight away, "Who is your daughter? What do you want me to tell her?"

"My daughter's name is Amei, and she often follows the old patriarch." Uncle Yan said, "Please tell her, little patriarch, don't worry about anything, leave here immediately, go find her mother, and go far away."

It seems that he still doesn't know that people here can't go out at all.

However, Bai Che didn't expose it, but just nodded and agreed: "Okay, don't worry, I will definitely bring the words to you."

Uncle Yan breathed a sigh of relief, showing a satisfied expression.

Bai Che said, "Do you have anything else to say? Or something else? Anything we can do, we can do for you."

Uncle Yan showed a guilty look again, and said, "I have one more thing to say to you, little patriarch."

"Tell me? What?" Bai Che looked at him suspiciously.

"I'm sorry." Uncle Yan said.

Bai Che was taken aback, and Uncle Yan said again: "I heard that you have lost your memory, little patriarch, so you probably don't remember the past. But, I remember... You were still very young at that time, and you were arrested by the patriarch and locked up in the prison. In this place, he forces you to practice kung fu, we all... We are also helpless, like me, A Mei has been brought by the patriarch all the time, do I dare not listen to him? There are other people in the same way, although we can't bear it, we also There is no other way, I can only help the patriarch to monitor you..."

Bai Che looked at Qiao Lingnan with a guilty conscience, and found that the latter's face was extremely ugly.

"Uncle Yan, stop talking..." Bai Che hurriedly interrupted Uncle Yan, "I've remembered everything from the past, I don't blame you, you don't have to feel guilty."

"Remember?" Uncle Yan looked at Bai Che in surprise, he seemed to be relieved, and quickly lost his strength, "Then, that's great..."

"Uncle Yan..." Bai Che hurriedly grabbed him and asked, "Have you ever seen a bright green feathered bird?"

Uncle Yan nodded, and Bai Che also became excited: "Where is it?"

Uncle Yan raised a finger with difficulty, struggling to utter a word: "Ghost..."

Bai Che was taken aback, ghost?

Before he could react, Uncle Yan's hand slipped down, but his eyes were still staring.

Qiao Lingnan felt his heartbeat and pulse, took another breath, and sighed.

"Let's go find Yanyan first." Bai Che put Uncle Yan in the bushes.

The two of them followed the direction pointed by Uncle Yan, and soon arrived in front of the previous bamboo building, but now, it was already in ruins.There is still residual heat on the ashes, and even sparks in some places.

Qiao Lingnan didn't know what it was like before, but after all, this was the place where Bai Che had lived for many years, and he was afraid that he would feel sad.Turning his head to look, Bai Che didn't mean to be sad, he was looking for Yanyan very intently.

It seems that Bai Che's memories of this place are really bad, that's why he doesn't miss it at all.Qiao Lingnan didn't speak, but the place was almost burnt to a vacant lot, and Yanyan's shadow was not found, but two more corpses were seen.Uncle Yan was right, those guards were all killed by the old patriarch.

"Is there a cabinet there?" Bai Che suddenly pointed to the nearby bushes.

In fact, it is not appropriate to call it a cabinet. It can only be regarded as the wreckage of a bookcase, which has not been burned safely.

"Ghost? Cabinet? What Uncle Yan said just now, could it be a cabinet?" Bai Che ran over while talking.

Qiao Lingnan took the first step and took a look away from the cabinet. There was indeed a bird under the corner, it was Yanyan.

It's just that now Yanyan can't see her usual appearance at all.Its whole body was covered in ashes, more than half of its bright emerald feathers were burned off, and the rest was also dirty, with no original color visible at all.Moreover, both wings were broken off.

Yanyan was originally small in size, but she was as big as a palm. It was hard to imagine that she could still breathe after being treated like this.It's just that it has been completely comatose and has no sense of the outside world.

Qiao Lingnan felt the cold air coming from Bai Che's body instantly, hugged him quickly, and asked, "Can you save him?"

"Yes." Bai Che let out a breath, nodded his head, and said, "The man broke its wings and threw it into the sea of ​​flames, thinking that it could not escape. Very resistant, this fire was originally set by Yanyan, so it can't be burned to death. It's just that the injury this time is worse than the last time."

"Last time?" Qiao Lingnan was taken aback, and suddenly asked, "Is it the person I guessed?"

"Yes." Bai Che stood up, his face terribly cold, "Let's go, I won't let them go."

When the two returned to the main square, they saw many more people, and everyone was beaming.On the other side of the river, the demons and ghosts that had been surrounding them all retreated.

Seeing them coming back, the old patriarch immediately came over and asked, "How is it? Did you find anything?"

Although he was smiling, he still looked a little nervous.

"I didn't find the cheat book." Qiao Lingnan sighed and said, "However, we found a few corpses. Cheche said they were the former guards. How did they die?"

The old patriarch's face froze, as if he had just realized his carelessness, but he quickly gritted his teeth and said, "The person who set the fire must have done it. I didn't see them when I arrived, and I thought it was strange. Later, I was concerned The war here, so I didn't look for it, I didn't expect that they were all dead."

"We think so too." Qiao Lingnan said, "The murderer is really abominable, we must not let him go! Don't worry, old patriarch, Cheche has already agreed, and I am willing to use my blood to untie the crime. Formation. When do we start?"

The old patriarch immediately showed joy: "Today..."

He glanced at the noisy crowd and said, "Not today, but tomorrow. Tomorrow night, we will officially break the formation."