Brocade legend

Chapter 222
Zhu Liu and the others looked at each other, glanced at each other, and followed immediately.

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As the footsteps of Lu Bing and others got farther and farther away, the forest gradually became quiet.

Suddenly, rustling sounds came from the grass, and a person came in, hid behind a tree, and looked around.

Seeing that there was no one around, the man sighed, then looked down at the ground, only seeing the mess on the ground, couldn't help shivering, turned his head and ran towards the city of She County.

He ran to the Zhao's Inn not far from the city gate, and when he saw Zhao Yilin, he said out of breath, "Master... is dead, all are dead... Mr. Dayou's people are all dead."

"They're all dead?" Zhao Yilin stared at the guy, confirming again.

"Young master, dozens of people are all dead, and none of them survived. Many of them were chopped off, smashed to pieces, and the dead can't die anymore." The guy didn't dare to hide anything.

"They're all dead..." Zhao Yilin was a little surprised. Dozens of people beat a few people, and they all died so quickly... Zhao Yilin's eyes showed a trace of fear, but he suddenly laughed: "It's good to die! Good! Hahahahaha."

The guy saw his young master laughing wildly, and couldn't help looking at Zhao Yilin with some doubts, thinking that the young master suddenly lost his mind and went crazy.

"Don't be stupid, go and boil some hot water, and when Lin Tong brings someone back, let him wash it up immediately, change into clean clothes, and follow me to the government office!" Seeing that the guy was still in a daze, Zhao Yilin scolded with a smile .

"Hey! Yes, young master!" The guy hurriedly went to boil water and prepare wooden barrels.

"Whether you kill or not, you will fall into my trap!" Zhao Yilin thought triumphantly, "If you don't kill, I will kill you. If you do...haha, I will kill you." Fazi is waiting for you!"

Zhao Yilin boasted for a long time in the room, and Lin Tong finally came back. Zhao Yilin waited for him to wash up, burned the bloody clothes, wiped the bloody weapons, and put them in his shop for sale.Then, Zhao Yilin brought Lin Tong to the yamen of the prefect of Huizhou Prefecture...

Just when Lin Tong came back, Lu Bing and others rushed to Xiongcun.

When the old man at the entrance of the village saw Wang Zhi coming back, he was about to say hello and ask Wang Zhi how much the goods were sold for, and whether the animal skins had dropped in price.Seeing Wang Zhi's anxious face, biting his lip, he rushed home with a few guests.

The old man was taken aback for a moment, shook his head, and walked into the house leaning on a cane.

"I was going to tell you first that your family has relatives, alas, you are so reckless... I won't tell you!" the old man said angrily, muttering, suddenly stopped and rubbed his eyes.

Leaning on crutches, he turned around slowly and poked his head to look in the direction Wang Zhi they were going.

"My eyes are dazzled? Why did I see blood on them just now? Hunting again?" The old man rubbed his eyes in doubt, sighed, leaning on his crutches with difficulty, slowly sat on the high threshold, and sighed In a low tone, he murmured: "I'm old, my eyes are failing..."

At this time, Wang Zhi, who had just rushed into the house, couldn't believe his eyes, he opened them so hard that his eye sockets were about to burst open.

Lu Bing sighed, patted Wang Zhi's shoulder comfortingly, and then looked at the woman lying in a pool of blood.

On the woman's face, there was still a kind and humble smile that was never taken back, but it was covered with a layer of consternation, doubt, pain, and reluctance.

"Mother!" Wang Zhi's heart-piercing wailing made Lu Bing's eardrums feel numb.

Only now did Wang Zhi realize that it was his kind mother who was lying in a pool of blood with a Japanese knife stuck in her chest.

This woman, who has only shown her face less than five times since Lu Bing and others came, has a smile on her face every time she shows up, with hot tea, food, or bedding in her hand... the rest of the time , she stayed in the kitchen...

Lu Bing didn't quite remember the original appearance of her distorted face, but he could feel a trace of sourness and coolness.

Wang Zhi knelt beside his mother and howled, but he didn't shed a tear, and he didn't dare to touch his mother's body.Lu Bing sighed, he knew that Wang Zhi still couldn't convince himself that his ordinary but loving mother died, and his poor but warm home was gone...

Shi Shi and Yang Sen stood not far behind Wang Zhi, but they didn't know whether they should help Wang Zhi up, or how to comfort him.

Liu Biao suddenly walked into the back room, took out a cloth sheet, and walked up to Wang Zhi's mother. He reached out and pulled out the Japanese sword, and then covered Wang Zhi's mother with the cloth sheet, covering the worrying wound. The face... It's a pity that it can't cover the bleeding blood.

Wang Zhi stared blankly at Liu Biao's movements. When he saw the Japanese knife pulled out from his mother's chest, he trembled. When he saw the mother in front of him turned into a cloth mask, he suddenly Outburst: "Mom! Don't go!"

Wang Zhi stretched out his hand to lift the sheet, but Liu Biao kicked him down!
Liu Biao put the blood-stained Japanese sword beside Wang Zhi.

"Use this knife to avenge your mother..."

Liu Biao's tone was indifferent, because the pain he had endured was a thousand times greater...

Of course, in everyone's heart, the death of their loved ones is the most painful.

Wang Zhi stared blankly at the bloody knife. He suddenly tore off a white cloth from his underwear, tied it on his head, grabbed the Japanese knife, and was about to rush out.

Unexpectedly, Liu Biao did not let him go, and punched him directly in the face, knocking him to the ground.

"Revenge is not based on impulse, but on calmness." Liu Biao's face sank like water: "Impulse will only kill you."

"I'm not afraid of death!" Wang Zhi yelled ferociously, covering his face and clutching the knife.

"But your mother is afraid of your death..." Liu Biao's tone was still calm, but his words broke all of Wang Zhi's strength.

Wang Zhi knelt on the ground blankly, looking at the white cloth stained red with blood, finally shed tears.

"I have also lost relatives...three times..." Liu Biao seemed to be talking about other people's affairs: "I also lost people who thought they cared about me...Everything tells me that anger can't solve anything...you think To take revenge, one must calm down and think carefully about how to take revenge and how to sacrifice the head of the enemy in front of the mother!"

Wang Zhi listened foolishly and thought foolishly...

He suddenly woke up like a start, crawled up in front of Lu Bing, knelt down, and kowtowed.

Lu Bing sighed and helped Wang Zhiqiang up: "You don't have to do this, I will definitely help you."

Wang Zhi showed gratitude, and said loudly: "Brother Lu, as long as you avenge me, I will sell my life to you! I will lead the horse for you for the rest of my life!"

(End of this chapter)