Sealing Sword Chapter 48: Killing

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The setting sun goes down, the setting sun melts gold.

Ruan Feiyu, an old guy, probably has committed too many crimes in his life, and he is covered with dark clouds wherever he goes. It is a living target.

One-to-one talking about Xing Zhengnong, one-to-one lighting a fire to make rice, Ye Fusheng is sandwiched between the two, leaning against the crumbling wooden door, seeming to have a rest with his eyes closed, but in fact he thinks about a thousand times, and tells his own information about Nanru I searched them all out, and went through my head like watching the lanterns, guessing where the three people came from.

Ruan Feiyu originated from the imperial examination, became famous in Jianghu, and prospered in court. It can be said that he is full of peaches and plums, and he also has enemies everywhere. Some people say that he is a saint of reform and reform, and some people say that he is a sinner who is intoxicated with power.

The grievances he has been involved in are countless. Among them, merits and demerits are difficult to determine, and many of them also involve major events in the country. It is difficult to explain at a time, and there are countless people who want to send him to the eighteenth hell.

Thinking about it, Ruan Feiyu suddenly said: "From your appearance, you don't look like an ordinary farmer."

Qin Lanshang's heart jumped, but fortunately, Lu Mingyuan pulled her sleeves as expected, without showing any clues. The old man raised his eyes to look at Ruan Feiyu, and sighed: "I was in the army in the early years, and then left the army and went home."

Ye Fusheng's heart moved, and suddenly he felt a gaze fall on him. When he looked back, the little girl poked her head out of the room. Seeing him turning back, he hesitated and stretched out her hand. However, the old man also turned around. He came and said with a smile: "Xiu'er, what's the matter?"

"Master, grandpa..." With a hand drawn back, Xiu'er whispered: "The meal, the meal is ready..."

Hearing this, the old man got up and patted his underwear and led them into the house. Lu Mingyuan was one step behind and stood shoulder to shoulder with Ye Fusheng, his voice lowered: "Just now, Miss Xiu'er seems to have something to say to you." /

Ye Fusheng nodded, and said in distress: "With bright eyes and white teeth, secretly sending Qiubo, it is infinite without a word."

Lu Mingyuan has never seen such a brazen person. He doesn't know what to say at the moment. He can only distance himself and protect himself.

This room is not big. The four of them suddenly became crowded. Ye Fusheng looked at the muddy walls and the spider webs in the corners, and watched the old man wipe the only thing inside. The wooden table, with a brick under one of the legs, kept it in a difficult balance.

Xiu'er and the thin man were putting food on the table. Qin Lanshang looked at the dirty and torn bowls and their fingers accidentally soaked in the soup, and suddenly lost his appetite. When he picked up the rice bowl He hesitated, and didn't go for a long time.

Ye Fusheng took the chopsticks to pick up the vegetables, and suddenly felt kicked at his feet. He glanced at the opposite side calmly. Xiu'er was holding a piece of dried radish and ate it with the porridge.

He lowered his eyelids slightly, took a piece of fried vegetable cake and threw it into Qin Lanshang's bowl, ignoring the little girl's eyes in the bowl as if he had thrown a dead mouse. After hesitating for a long time, Ye Fusheng stepped on it. The foot, the strong man clamped up like a broken wrist, took a bite.

Compared with Qin Lanshang’s unconcealed dislike, Ruan Feiyu, who has been in a high position for a long time, reacted very often. He drank multi-grain porridge and ate pickled vegetables and bacon. He looked like an old talent accustomed to rough tea and light rice, embarrassed in life. In the poor and bitter cold, there is still the freshness of the book and ink.

However, after taking a few bites, Ruan Feiyu's hand holding the chopsticks trembled, and his body shook twice, before he could say anything, he fell down.

Lu Mingyuan, who was sitting next to him, was taken aback and hurriedly supported Ruan Feiyu's body. However, he himself was suddenly weak, supporting the table with his hands, but unfortunately he still couldn't stand.

Qin Lanshang's face changed drastically, and she drew out her long sword and pointed to the opposite side. Unfortunately, her body softened and the sword fell on the table with a "clang", splashing a lot of soup.

The chopsticks in Ye Fusheng's hand were fixed on the table, and when he took a closer look, his head was cut into the wood. He held the chopsticks nailed into the wooden table in one hand, as if to stabilize his body and caught Qin with the other. Lan Chang, lest she fall to the ground.

He is a person who loves to laugh, but he doesn't laugh anymore. He looked at the opposite side coldly. The old man was a little surprised with his eyes, and said, "Xiu'er, you wanted to say to this young man at that time. What?"

Xiu'er turned pale and hurriedly stood up: "No, dare not!"

"You unfamiliar little bitch, you almost broke a big deal!" The thin man looked fiercely, and he was about to slap her on his head. Ye Fusheng frowned, picking up a bowl of soup on the table and splashing it. In the past, when hitting the man's hand, it was extremely painful. His arm trembled, he quickly retracted it, and looked at Ye Fusheng angrily.

Ye Fusheng said: "Why is your brother angry? This girl didn't say anything just now. But using anesthetics to greet me and wait, it's really kind."

"The people around Nanru, I dare not look down, but the purpose of this time is that this old thief has nothing to do with you juniors, so I have to use some means to prevent you from doing bad things." The old man smiled slightly and looked towards Ruan Feiyu's face turned gloomy: "Old Thief Ruan, he has not seen you for more than 30 years. It seems that you can't remember me."

Ruan Feiyu's eyes were faint, even if he couldn't move now, he was not embarrassed, and said: "If everyone who wants to die should be remembered, it will be too tired to live too old."

The thin man raised his eyebrows in anger and said, "Old Zhang, why don't you talk nonsense with him, just cut it off!"

Qin Lanchang yelled: "If you die, you don't know how to die. You are a turtle grandson rushing to vote..."

Ye Fusheng held her down, and said: "Mr. Ruan, the honorable person forgets more things, why don't you let me come down and guess?"

The old man gave him a certain look, and Ye Fusheng said: "I chose to stay in Anxi Mountain and wait for the rabbits. The old man is a veteran. If you want to come here, the hatred should be related to this. Is it... after the Qin case?"

The old man squinted his eyes: "This young man, the more he knows, the less life he will live."

Ye Fusheng sighed: "I've always been too lazy to use my brain, but it's a pity that I am in my position to do something. If Mr. Ruan is killed here this time, even if you let it go, my family will not escape involvement. , There must be a culprit to infer."

The old man said: "Listening to you, it seems that I should kill you all together now to avoid worries."

"It's best to do this, otherwise, in order to save my family, I will definitely catch you all with roots and roots after I go back. One of them is counted as one, and everyone will die together."

Ye Fusheng's tone was light, but Qin Lanshang, who was leaning on his shoulder, felt shocked. He didn't know if his words were a joke, or if they were really difficult to follow.

"The people around the old thief Ruan really didn't have a good match." The thin man spit, and raised a thick-backed knife, "Then let you understand, my name is Yan Peng, my ex The son of Yan Hong, Shangshu of the Ministry of War, Twelve years ago, the old thief Ruan caused my father to be exiled to death in order to purge his dissidents.

He spoke very quickly. The old man wanted to stop it, and he was silent for a moment, and said: "No, I will send you to the road clearly...the old Zhang Ze is the deputy of Qin Gong, who was framed by the old thief. The Qin family was full of copycats, and the officers and men under his command were involved in countless numbers. I was lucky not to die. I need to ask for justice."

Speaking one by one, Lu Mingyuan's face instantly turned pale. He looked at his teacher, but he saw that Ruan Feiyu was still calm, his eyes turned to Xiu'er, and he asked, "Then where is this girl? After home?"

Xiu'er trembled: "My mother and I are the daughter of Yu Shi Xu Congxia. Later, I was implicated in the Qin case as a prostitute and gave birth to me."

Ruan Feiyu laughed at himself: "It's all the creditors who pay back, not to be wronged."

"Since you are not injustice, let's go down and confess!" Yan Peng said, he walked to Ruan Feiyu's side, held the thick-backed knife high in his hand, and cut it down at Ruan Feiyu!

His eyes are red, his forehead is already sweating because of his excitement, and the hand holding the knife is also sweaty, but he still holds it tightly.

This knife took out a lot of strength, and he could almost see the old thief's head rolling down with blood, his face was too excited, and the corners of his mouth were already smiling.

But the smile hadn't been lifted, it was already stiff at the corner of the mouth.

A skinny palm had reached his abdomen at some point, coming too fast, as if lightning pierced the night sky, thundering across the sky.

No one reacted, including Ye Fusheng.

This palm is as light as fluffy, soft as boneless, like a light and fluttering cloud passing over the body, without any effort, even Yan Peng's clothes have not been touched.

However, an extremely strong internal force poured into the lungs through this palm, raging and exploding in the body, as if to crush every inch of meridians!

There is blood, spilling from his mouth, dripping on that thin hand.

The temperature of the blood seems too hot. Ruan Feiyu retracted his hand and said lightly: "Yan Hong was in collusion with the king for his own benefit. The old man was ordered to investigate and he was ordered to copy the whole house. You blame me for this matter, or ignorance. No matter if you believe it, it is the sinner's remnants who have survived to this day, taking your life without complaint."

For a while, everyone was shocked, Yan Peng's eyes split sharply, trying to say something, but the moment he opened his mouth, only blood rushed out.

In the pool of blood, a small piece of flesh was shocking, Ye Fusheng could see clearly, it was a piece of shattered lung.

The internal organs are destroyed by one palm!