Pingxie colleagues one by one, the flowers bloom on the Mo, and the king returns

"Who are you?" Zhang Qiling's cold voice sounded in the empty tomb.

The person on the chair is sitting motionless, isn't it a person, but a zongzi?

After a while, I heard a somewhat old voice saying: "Long time no see, little brother."

Almost at the same time that the voice fell, Zhang Qiling's hand trembled slightly, but only for a moment, the knife in his hand that had always been in that hand moved from his scrawny hand to the one covered under the cloak neck.

"Wu Sansheng——"

A declarative sentence with almost no doubts.

The black blind man seemed a little surprised, Wu Sansheng is still alive?And it will appear here?

Are you waiting for them on purpose?

And the mute seemed pretty sure he was Wu Sansheng and not Xie Lianhuan.

Zhang Qiling didn't talk nonsense, if it was Xie Lianhuan, he would definitely say it directly.

But how did he decide.

"Mute, are you so sure that he is Wu Sansheng, not Xie Lianhuan?"

Zhang Qiling didn't look at the blind man, but just looked at the man in front of him who was covered in a cloak except for his hands: "It doesn't matter."

The blind man understood what he meant as soon as he heard it.

Yes, it doesn't matter whether he is Wu Sansheng or not, because whether it is Wu Sansheng or Xie Lianhuan, they are all doing one thing. In a sense, they are already one person.

"Brother, I haven't seen you for so many years. You are still young, calm and wise." The old voice was mixed with a slight tremor of unknown meaning, and the shoulders trembled twice, as if suppressing the coughing.

"Where is Wu Xie?" Zhang Qiling didn't have that much thought to ask Wu Sanxing's purpose of appearing here, and what he couldn't wait to know now was just this one thing.

"Hmm... cough cough..." The uncontrollable cough echoed in the empty tomb.

"Where is my eldest nephew, you should know better than me." Wu Sansheng said slowly, he needed time to catch his breath, Zhang Qiling's eyes darkened.

After a pause of more than ten seconds, the old voice continued, as if looking forward to it: "Wu Xie, Wu Xie—" Repeating these two words, Wu Sansheng's tone was so desolate: " Since my father's generation, the Wu family has been involuntary. The whole Wu family has always hoped that Wu Xie would be a clean person and live a clean life. It's just that we all forgot that he was in the bureau from the very beginning He was destined to go this way.”

"Where is he?" Zhang Qiling ignored Wu Sansheng's words, and anyone could tell that he was a bit cold.

"To be honest, brother, sometimes I really wish you hadn't shown up. If it is inevitable that Wu Xie has today, then it must be because of you."

Zhang Qiling didn't reply, but there was something extra in those cold eyes when he heard these words.

"I know what you're thinking. You're thinking. With Wu Xie's delicate and smart mind, you guess that Wu Xie will definitely find a good backer for him. That kid will never be the one who puts himself in it, right? Is it?" Wu Sansheng was like a scheming behind-the-scenes boss, depriving Zhang Qiling of all the luck.

"Hehe——" Wu Sansheng smiled coldly: "Do you think those people have planned for so many years, and they will give Wu Xie a chance so easily? Brother, how could you not think of this? How could they let Wu Xie enter this game before they were completely sure that Wu Xie had absolutely no bargaining chips. This game is related to their hard work for a century, and how could Wu Xie easily destroy it. It's not that you can't think of it, you just ignore it—— ...cough cough..." Wu Sanxing seemed a little excited after speaking.

"We spent so much money trying to hide him, but we didn't expect that the time has finally come..."

The black blind man saw that Zhang Qiling's hand holding the ancient black gold knife was almost so hard that his fingers turned white.That's right, Zhang Qiling couldn't even think of a problem that he could think of.

What are you relying on?

Do you think he will let himself live for you?

For some reason, the blind man suddenly had a bad feeling.

Some people are worth your all to make him perfect.

I don't know why the blind man suddenly remembered this sentence.

Wu Xie, do you want to be with him, or let him completely get rid of the fate of the word "Zhang Qiling"?

What are you thinking, Wu Xie...

He knew that the mute must have thought of this too. If Wu Xie's ultimate goal is the latter, then it would be really bad...

No one spoke for a while, and Zhang Qiling spoke slowly after the silence, "I won't let him die."

After finishing speaking, with a sound of "Zheng--", the ancient black gold knife was taken back.

Zhang Qiling turned to leave.

"Brother!" Wu Sansheng stopped Zhang Qiling: "From the beginning, I was forced to participate in this matter, and then I took the initiative. These are not my original intentions. After living for so long, I have too many things as a last resort. I'm here today just to tell you. If this is his choice, Wu Xie wants to go, let him go, sometimes, the real relief is nothing more than that, don't force this to be the last thing I can do for me What the nephew did—"

Zhang Qiling heard something piercing the wind, and raised his hand to catch it. The feeling in his hand should be a box wrapped in cloth.

Turning around, looking at the person who didn't move after the chair, he walked over.Slowly pulled down the cloak worn on the head.

The person who came into view, no, it cannot be said to be a person, it is impossible to tell who this person is at all, his whole body is covered with black corpse spots, and some places have begun to grow something similar to black hair, It looked very uncomfortable.

But Zhang Qiling believed that this person was Wu Sansheng.

This bureau, up to here, almost everything is connected. Back then, Wu Sansheng was threatened to help "it", so he switched back and forth between the reconciliation chain.

If these things are correct, then Xie Lianhuan only knew that he was not dead after pretending to be Wu Sansheng back then, and they might have reached some kind of agreement.

By the way, those who thought Wu Sansheng was dead really thought he was dead, and Xie Lianhuan didn't tell the above that he was not dead.

They alternated back and forth between the two of them.

That's why Wu Xie sometimes feels that his third uncle will become different when the weather comes.

Wu Sansheng must have participated in the Snake Marsh ghost town back then.It's just that he hid it so well that no one discovered his existence.In this way, it remains to be verified whether it was Wu Sanxing or Xie Lianhuan who appeared in Snake Marsh at that time.

At that time, he must have taken away the corpse Wen Jin.Since "it" can turn Wen Jin into a corpse, there must be a way to relieve it.

Then the things that could threaten Wu Sansheng back then are naturally self-evident.It's just that he didn't expect that the recklessness of youth and ignorance would become a nightmare that he couldn't let go of in his life.

Seeing that Wu Sansheng's face was covered with black plaques, his whole face was so thin that it was only covered by skin.His eyes were sunken severely, staring blankly ahead.The black markings spread to the invisible places below the neck like corpse spots, and should be all over the body.

Wu Sansheng died, and he just died silently in such a ghostly place.

Zhang Qiling stretched out his hands to cover his eyes, letting him close his eyes, without any emotion on his face.It's just the kind of deepness that makes people breathless. In such an environment, it makes people feel a little bit cold.

The blind man watched quietly, with an unlit cigarette in his mouth.Time is really a wonderful thing, he is old.No longer the high-spirited, calm and experienced third master.Having been a Tufuzi all his life, he is worthy of his profession if he dies in such a tomb.

Third Master, have a good journey.

"Dumb, look what's in the box he gave you."

Even if Hei Xiazi didn't say anything, Zhang Qiling was already tearing it down.Unwrap the cloth wrapping the box, and it is a black wooden box.

Opening the box, the contents inside surprised all three of them: "How could he have this."

I saw Guixi lying quietly in the black wooden box!

"What does this mean? Although I don't know the purpose of the third master, but according to what he said just now, he also participated in this game. Then why did he give us the ghost seal?" The black blind man couldn't understand, and he couldn't understand either. There is also Zhang Haike who didn't speak at the beginning.

This ghost seal shouldn't be here.

Something flashed in Zhang Haike's mind, but he couldn't grasp it.

Zhang Qiling's face was a little gloomy, and he pretended to be a ghost seal.He glanced at Wu Sanxing lightly, stepped out of the tomb, swung the ancient black gold knife, and the door of the tomb closed tightly with a loud bang.

Let this be your grave——

Zhang Qiling's pace became faster and faster, Wu Sansheng's last words were still in his mind.

If it's his choice, let him go—

Maybe Heixiazi and the others didn't touch what Wu Sanxing meant by saying this.But, he got it.

let him go-

Did Wu Xie choose the most extreme path?

Is death the best relief?

What does it mean to let him go? For a long time, it was Wu Xie who was chasing after him desperately.How many times he wanted him to get out of this puzzle, he persistently told him time and time again.

I do not go!

Now, tell him to let him go?

how to put it?Can you let go?

I can't let go...

I want to ask him why he is so sure that Wu Xie will not let him die?

Because he believed that Wu Xie would not give up just like that. He had been persistent for ten years and would never give up here.

Why?

Based on Wu Xie's obsession with him, his obsession with him, the strong feelings towards him that would melt him away.

How could he, how could he be willing to die.

But now, he suddenly couldn't be sure.

If Wu Xie really would rather help him get rid of the fate brought by this name, what should he do?

He has no way to think about this possibility now.

Wu Sansheng is right, he is not Wu Xie, he cannot understand all of Wu Xie's thoughts.

What if Wu Xie is tired?What if he really wanted to get rid of it?

It was the first time he had such obvious fear.

In the past, Wu Xie was always within his reach.Because of him, he is confident that he will not let him die, he is always in front of him, to be the strongest fortress on that side.

But one day, Wu Xie came out from the fortress he built and stood beside him.He found that he was beginning to be unpredictable.So he told himself not to think about it, he wanted Wu Xie to take the path he should go, even if he wasn't at the end of the path, as long as he was still where he could see it, everything would be fine.

But in the end, they both went against each other's ideas and ran in the opposite direction.The future he wants to give Wu Xie is a future without Zhang Qiling.

And the future Wu Xie wants is nothing more than flowers blooming on Moshang and taking you home.

It's only because you caught a glimpse of me that day and made me feel reluctant to say goodbye. Since then, you have accepted my eternal love.

The knife in his hand drew a long trace in the dark tomb passage, except to speed up his pace.Zhang Qiling didn't know what to do to relieve the panic and anxiety in his heart.