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Before entering the courtyard, I heard a coughing sound, which was heart-piercing. Fortunately, the small courtyard where the study is located is quiet and densely populated, so it would not spread to the streets outside.

Hearing the cough, Feng Pingping grabbed the handle of the scimitar with his left hand, pulled Ye Weiliao and leaned over to get in ahead of him.Following his strength, Ye Weiliao turned around and bucked his side, pressed against his back for half a circle, changed positions twice, and still followed Wei Xingyu into the small courtyard by himself.

Wei Xingyu heard some movement behind him, turned around and saw the two vying for the first place, and couldn't help feeling disgusted, and said: "Don't be like an enemy, I've been with them for many days, it's okay, what are you afraid of..."

As he spoke, he walked around a pool of water that was about Zhangxu wide through the stone path, stepped up to the porch, and raised his hand to knock on the door.The two carved doors opened at the sound, and a thick arm stretched out, grabbed his chest and pulled it in.Ye Weiliao followed closely behind him and was about to say something to him, but when he saw something bad, he grabbed the clothes behind him and swung the knife from his side to the arm in the door.

Feng Pingping couldn't squeeze into the door frame, so he simply smashed open the flower window on one side, jumped in and jumped in, landed on one knee, and raised the hunting knife with his right hand to sweep across the knee of the person who was standing right in the door.

Ye Weiliao's saber was pointed at the man's shoulder, and the man was restrained by the two sabers.

Feng Pingping's scimitar in his left hand has already been unsheathed for half an inch, just waiting for Ye Weiliao's consent to kill people, before Ye Weiliao could make a sound, everyone heard a "chuck", and two people in front and behind grabbed Wei Xingyu The clothes, pulled at the same time, tore his brocade robe into two pieces, and the inner clothes were also torn a few big holes by the force of the fingertips. Standing on the spot with bare chest and back, he hissed angrily: "What are you doing! Stop it! !"

The three people who were on the verge of swords paused, Ye Weiliao turned his head slightly from Wei Xingyu's side, and saw a middle-aged man dressed as a domestic servant, with an honest face and a tough expression.Feng Pingping had seen it before, and knew it was Zhao Yanzhi's previous bearer.

"Let go." A woman's voice came from inside, mixed with the continuous coughing, but the light words were clearly heard.

The porter guarding the gate immediately let go, stepped aside from the two men's knives, bowed his head and gave a slight salute, but remained silent.Wei Xingyu covered the rags in front of and behind him with one hand, threw the package into the bearer's arms with the other, and said, "Take it to make medicine, really, those who don't like to say anything like to do it without saying a word, I will take my friends Come on, do you want to fight to the death with them?"

Turning around, he said to Ye Weiliao again: "This man followed him all the way. I don't know his name until now. He and his two brothers are both on the way, so I don't know his name."

The bearer held the medicine bag and stood upright in front of the three of them, still blocking the way to the inside. His eyes were full of fatigue and full of vigilance, and he glanced at Feng Pingping and Ye Weiliao, until there was another soft beep from inside. "Let's go", the bearer bowed to leave, and squeezed out the door from Ye Weiliao's side with the package in his arms, and went to the stove to boil medicine.

Wei Xingyu walked in with one hand in front of the clothes and the other hand in the back. Although he looked embarrassed, he still bowed his head gracefully and said with his head up: "Elder Jin, Mr. Zhao, I brought two friends, you also know each other. At this point, if you have something to say, talk to each other, don't do anything."

This time, it was Feng Pingping who went in first and knocked Wei Xingyu away, Ye Weiliao followed closely and stepped into the room, dragging Wei Xingyu aside who was about to lose his temper.The two of them tugged back and forth like this, Wei Xingyu's clothes couldn't hang up, "Chi" and "Chi" twice, her chest and back became more and more exposed, she immediately got out of the room, shrank behind the door frame and poked her head out with a blushing face, not wanting to be in Jin Yan's eyes. Yan lost her bearings in front of such beauties.

"You go and put on some clothes." Ye Weiliao said with distaste.

"You didn't tear it apart!" Wei Xingyu scolded him angrily.

"Hmph." Feng Pingping said.He kept his hand on the knife, still staring at the two people in the room.

Ye Weiliao also stared at him, seeing the real Zhao Yanzhi for the first time, he was similar to the one under the ring, his cheeks were sunken, his face was pale, his cough was faintly flushed, grayish purple , Seeing the face of death.

He sat crookedly behind the desk, covered his mouth with a handkerchief in one hand, and held a pen in the other, his wrist trembled, coughing for a while made his whole body tremble, but he still tried his best to write down a few zigzag strokes, Hardly a word.He seems to have been writing for a long time, and he has already put a stack of paper aside, but there is a thicker stack of blank paper in his hand, which is far from finished.

Jin Yanyan was standing beside him, rolling her sleeves with one hand and grinding ink with the other. The three of them entered the room for a while, but neither of them looked over. One was coughing and writing, and the other was silently accompanying him, as if they were nothing. , or, knowing that the end of the road is dead, but don't care.

She was also a little different than what Qi Yunlei had seen. It was night, and when she looked at it against the bright fire, she was so beautiful that it was not like the color of the world.Right now, wisps of sunlight are coming in through the window, it seems that the eyebrows are still moving, but there are also traces of wind and frost.She raised her head slightly, glanced at the two of them with her beautiful eyes full of smoke and rain, and still stared down at the paper written by Zhao Yanzhi with a blank expression. Hearing that he was coughing badly, she raised her hand and gently stroked his back to give him relief. .

"Master Hong, did you write the book of honor or the book of longevity?" Ye Weiliao asked politely.

Zhao Yanzhi paused for a moment, removed the handkerchief covering his mouth, closed his mouth and coughed several times, then said in a hoarse voice: "Sure enough, talking to you is more enjoyable, cough cough cough, it's a pity, cough, I didn't meet earlier, cough cough Cough cough..." "Stop it." Jin Yanyan interrupted him, took out the blood-stained handkerchief from his hand, changed a new one, handed it to his mouth and told him to spit it in, and changed it again Carefully wipe the corners of his lips clean.

"There is one more thing I can only ask Master Hong," Ye Weiliao said. Jin Yanyan frowned at him, very displeased. Is it ruined? So Master Hong can only copy them out one by one by heart, and he can only ask Master Hong, who was Shi Youyou originally?"

"You guessed it too, right?" Zhao Yanzhi stared at him, his face was sickly and thin, but his eyes were brighter, as if he was meeting his opponent.

"Originally, his name was Zhongwei?" Ye Weiliao asked without any hesitation, although his sentence was intermittent.

"A member of the Zhong family? A traitor from the Three Corpses Gate?" Wei Xingyu sounded surprised, and couldn't help asking: "Did he sneak into the Three Corpses Gate on purpose? It's all pretty bad, but, am I really going against the righteous way of martial arts... eh."

"Yuyu, shut up and get dressed!" Ye Weiliao said.

"I won't talk anymore! I'm listening!" Wei Xingyu raised a hand from the side of his head begging for mercy, and tore off another piece of tattered clothes with a "chih".

Ye Weiliao turned his head to look at Zhao Yanzhi. If he wanted to tell him the truth, he had to explain something first, so he said: "When I saw him in Changle Mansion, he looked familiar, as if he had met somewhere. After many years, his appearance and expression were completely different from when he was young, and he couldn't remember it for a while. When he arrived in Qiyunlei, he saw a junior named Zhong Ang from Zhong's family, and he was vaguely familiar, so he remembered it , Shi Youyou may be a cousin of the Zhong family, who belongs to the same branch as Zhong Ang."

"There are more." Zhao Yanzhi said.

"He is Mr. Chongtang's son." Ye Weiliao thought for a while, and finally said it out.

"Ah..." Wei Xingyu yelled halfway, covering his mouth. "Huh?" Feng Pingping was also a little surprised when he heard that, and turned his head to look at Ye Weiliao.

"Mr. Chongtang walked out of the house in a young age and traveled the world for many years. Before he became famous, his family had not heard from him for a long time. They thought he was no longer alive. The elders decided to marry him a widow with a son and inherit the incense in his house." Ye Weiliao sighed slightly, and then said: "The child's name is Zhongwei, and his biological father is also surnamed Zhong, but he is not at the master's house. Later, when Mr. Chongtang returned to Zhong's house, he felt that this was a nonsense, so he resigned and confessed to the widow. Her natal family chose another spouse for her. The widow was unwilling, thinking that the child’s surname should still be Zhong, so she delayed and stayed in a side house of Zhong’s house. I followed Mr. Chongtang to Zhong’s house, and Zhong Wei saw I have seen him a few times, he was half a head taller than me at that time, and he would always provoke and fight with me. When Mr. Chongtang was around, although he was not convinced, he managed to live a good life. Later, Mr. Chongtang was hunted down by his family and fled. , their mother and son must have had a very difficult time. A few years later, I finally got to inquire about the news of their mother and son, and I only found out that they had left Zhong's house and disappeared...but it turned out that they had entered the Three Corpses Door."

"Feng An'an took it in..." Zhao Yanzhi coughed just as he answered the words, Jin Yanyan wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, and said to herself: "He was broken in his leg, and his mother begged all the way behind his back. Feng An'an himself had a disabled son who looked pitiful, so he gave some extra money, and brought him into the mansion to eat and drink, and arranged for his mother to do servant errands. It was only later that they were escaped from the Zhong family. I know that he was also Zhong Chongtang's son."

"The two of you are keeping him because you think he will hate us and will try to trouble us in the future?" Ye Weiliao asked.

"Raising tigers is always a problem," Zhao Yanzhi said with a faint smile, "he has been diligent and thoughtful in his work over the years, and most of the people under Feng An'an have been handed over to him. Cough, cough, it's not that he doesn't know that he has resentment in his heart. Enyi, cough, just thinking, cough cough, he hates you, he hates the Zhong family more, and he will always use the Three Corpses to avenge his revenge before discussing the rest... Cough cough cough, miscalculation."

"Could it be that he was really sent by the Zhong family to enter the Three Corps Gate? Make a great contribution and go back to glorify the lintel?" Wei Xingyu asked.

"No," Ye Weiliao said, "Their mother and son escaped from Zhong's house because they were bullied too much, but if there is any slight connection, the person Qi Yunlei calls Pojin's elder is not me, but Zhong Kun Zhongpeng. "

"He has also been bullied for a long time, ahem, and once he gains power, he wants to do whatever he wants and kill at will. Even if he becomes the head of the sect, he will not be able to be a few days. Without the Zhong family behind him, ahem, he is not He provoked the rebellion by himself, heck, it was those old guys who succeeded, Shi Youyou, heck, it’s just a pawn.” Zhao Yanzhi lay down on the table with a cough, and said in a hateful voice: “They can’t wait for me to die, cough cough , just want to destroy the Three Corps Gate.”

"Which ones?" Ye Weiliao looked at him and asked knowingly.

"His brother, his uncle, his father's disciples," Jin Yanyan glared at him, and said angrily, "They can't tolerate me. They just want to abandon me when Yan dies, and it's best if I die too. The Three Corpses Gate has completely changed its appearance and turned into the dark, only to do some shady things for them."

"It doesn't sound any different from the current Three Corpses Gate. They want to clean up those who want to leave their names on the rivers and lakes?" Ye Weiliao asked.

"I won't allow it to have the name Three Corps Gate." Jin Yanyan said.