The chivalrous spirit is fickle

Shi Gu raised his hand slightly to indicate that he had heard it. He stood at the railing, looked down at the room full of guests, and spoke in a low voice.

"Make room for me in the lobby, preferably in the middle."

Huang Che didn't ask any more questions. After answering, he quickly retreated. Shi Gu leaned against the railing, gently clapping his hands, and looked at the guests in the lobby with a smile on his face.

Different from ordinary theaters, the lobby on the first floor is not crowded with chairs leaning against each other. Instead, it is spacious, with each table spaced far apart.

This was specially arranged by Shigu for today.

Although it seems that there are guests occupying quite a few tables, if you count carefully, there are only about fifty people.

Soon, the yellow car had cleared a table in the middle of the lobby on the first floor. Shi Gu moved from the third floor to the lobby on the first floor, sat at his seat, drank tea, and listened to the lines from the play on the stage.

This play lasted from noon to dusk. Outside the theater, a burst of firecrackers was heard, almost drowning out the gongs and drums on the stage.

The actors flashed by and went backstage, never to be seen again. Seeing this, the guests who had already received the news stood up and left the Waiting Fragrance Pavilion.

Only five people.

Only five guests stood up and left, while the rest just sat there, motionless.

The entire Dengxiang Pavilion was silent. There were no servants or actors coming out to take their bows.

For a moment, the bustling scene outside the building formed a sharp contrast with the dead silence in Dengxiang Pavilion.

Shi Gu sat there, looking calm. He picked up the teacup beside him and slowly brought it to his mouth.

At this moment, the blade light suddenly rose up and instantly appeared above Shi Gu's head, slashing down.

Pah! At the moment when the knife light fell, Shi Gu turned around, and the chair with his body moved three steps to the left.

A long knife, pressed against his body, split the table in two. Just as Shi Gu stabilized himself, a heavy punch came from behind him.

Shi Gu still didn't put down the teacup in his hand. He stepped on the chair and it lifted up. One leg of the chair was pressed against the ground. After spinning around, he avoided the punch again.

After the chair rotated a circle, it slid backwards as if it had wheels. When the chair stopped, Shi Gu slowly drank the tea and looked forward.

I saw more than fifty people standing up, holding swords and knives, and surrounding him in the center. Shi Gu put down his teacup, slowly stood up, and after scanning the crowd, his eyes fell on the last two people.

Among the two men, one had a face full of hatred, it was Sun Zheng, who was staring at Shi Gu with a hideous smile. The other had a mouthful of rotten teeth and was standing beside Sun Zheng. It was Song Chao, whom Shi Gu wanted to find.

Sun Zheng clenched his fists and glared at Shi Gu fiercely, but a hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes. He grinned and laughed loudly, pointing his finger at Shi Gu and spoke loudly.

"Shi, today is the day you die. I want you to be buried with my brother."

Shi Gu was too lazy to pay attention to Sun Zheng and just looked at Song Chao with interest. Song Chao almost wanted to hide behind Sun Zheng, not wanting to attract attention. But when Shi Gu looked at him, he frowned and felt a little uncomfortable.

Sun Zheng seemed to be in no hurry to take action. Thinking he was safe, he took out the boning knife he had prepared long ago and taunted at him.

"Why are you silent? Are you too embarrassed to beg for mercy?"

"I am a kind person. If you kneel down and kowtow to me a few times, I will consider letting you die more easily."

"If I don't knock..."

Without waiting for Sun Zheng to finish his words, Shi Gu picked his ears impatiently and said lightly.

"What are you barking at?"

Sun Zheng's body stiffened, and then he flew into a rage, veins popping out on his forehead. He clenched the boning knife in his hand, snorted coldly, and said in a deep voice.

"Mr. Shi, don't you understand your situation now?"

"There are fifty fifth-grade martial arts assassins in the Red Mansion here. You can't escape even if you have wings. I don't care how powerful your backers are, you will die here today."

Shi Gu smiled when he heard this and asked with interest.

"Like what happened to your brother? That was indeed tragic."

Snapped!

Sun Zheng was furious. He slammed his hand on the table and roared angrily.

"Do it!"

Following Sun Zheng's order, the figures moved together, swords flashed, and in an instant, countless weapons fell.

Two long swords, one leading the way, flashed with cold light, and stabbed at Shi Gu at the same time, one in front and one behind. It was followed by several long knives, crisscrossing left and right, weaving a dense net, determined to cut Shi Gu into pieces.

Bang! Without any warning, the two killers who were rushing in the front exploded in an instant, turning into a blood mist.

At the same time, Shi Gu narrowed his eyes slightly, and his right hand gently tapped the long sword at his waist. The sword body trembled, and the sound of sword chanting suddenly resounded throughout the building. The lights in the building went out, and darkness enveloped. Shi Gu drew his sword, slashed it fiercely, and muttered in a low voice.

"Sword One"

The next moment, the sword energy was crisscrossed, and a straight trajectory pierced through the front and back of Shi Gu, and several figures were split into two in an instant. Blood spurted out, and flesh and blood scattered like raindrops.

Sun Zheng felt a black screen before his eyes, and then he heard a muffled sound coming from in front of him. The murderer closest to him was split in two and fell to both sides.

Immediately afterwards, there were the sounds of long swords slashing and heads falling to the ground. Although Sun Zheng could not see in the darkness, he realized that something was wrong.

Song Chao's reaction was much faster than his. The moment the lights went out, he realized something was wrong, turned around and ran away, flying away at an extremely fast speed.

Seeing this, Sun Zheng also turned around and fled without any hesitation. However, the moment he turned around, the lights in the building suddenly lit up, and at the same time, a long sword was pointed at his neck.

The next moment, Shi Gu stepped out from in front of him. Sun Zheng's eyes flickered, and then his sight was spinning. He saw his headless body falling to the side, and then he died.

Shi Gu slowly sheathed the sword in his hand and strode out of the building. Behind him were broken limbs and corpses, without a single survivor. He was always quick and decisive when killing people and did not like to do unnecessary things.

But today, he deliberately let Song Chao run away, and followed Sun Zheng's nonsense to delay some time.

All this is because of Song Chao's special identity. He wants to give Song Chao a big gift, a gift that will make him live a life worse than death.

Chapter 46 Hell

The sound of wind passed by my ears, and there was a roar.

Song Chao hurried his steps, leaped onto the roof at an extremely fast speed, and flew away. A light breeze passed by his face, and lanterns lit up the night sky of Lin'an City, but Song Chao's heart sank slowly, full of regret.

This business should not be taken, Song Chao thought.

The man called Shigu was definitely not a relative of the elder of the Yulin League. Why would such a master who could kill a fifth-grade assassin with one sword appear in a small place like Lin'an City?

Shouldn't such a master be in a prosperous place, pursuing fame and fortune in the martial arts world? It is really hard to understand why he came to such a small town.

Song Chao felt both regretful and puzzled. He walked faster and faster, eager to escape from this damn little town.

In just a few breaths, Song Chao had opened up a distance of a hundred feet. However, just as he was about to leap into the next street, he heard a sound of breaking air.

Song Chao was terrified and crossed his arms to protect his head. Then a whip-like kick came and landed heavily on his arms.

Bang! With a muffled sound, Song Chao's body shot out like a meteorite, drawing a straight line in the air, smashing several roofs, and then his body rolled a long distance like a gyroscope before finally stopping.

"puff."

As soon as Song Chao steady himself, he spat out a mouthful of blood and his face turned pale. He quickly stood up, but turned around and ran away again.

He knew he couldn't be faster than the person behind him, but he didn't want to die like this, so he could only run away.

However, contrary to his expectations, Shi Gu did not catch up with him immediately, but kept a distance from him and followed him leisurely.

Song Chao's eyelids were twitching wildly and his heart was about to burst out of his chest. He hadn't felt this kind of tension and fear in many years.

Powerlessness, despair, and hopeless insignificance.

Song Chao ran hard, spitting blood from his mouth. He missed a step and rolled down from the roof, falling into the bustling crowd on the street.

There was a cry of surprise from the crowd, and everyone made way in astonishment. Song Chao ignored the pain, he got up awkwardly, and limped forward like a dog that had lost its home.

Today is the Lantern Festival. At a glance, all the pedestrians on the street have happy faces, which is extremely annoying.

What are they happy about? What do they have to be happy about?

An eyesore, an eyesore! An eyesore!!

The blood had already flowed into Song Chao's eyes, gradually blurring his vision, but the festive noise on the street made Song Chao even more irritated.

The dazzling lanterns and the noisy crowds were so disgusting.

"call……"

Song Chao was gasping for breath and almost forgot what he was doing. His chest felt like it was about to explode and the pain was unbearable.

As the night grows darker, the lights so close to me seem to have nothing to do with me, while the noisy voices seem to take me back to that powerless night.

Many years ago, Song Chao woke up on a lively night. In the distance, it was just like today, with bright lights and fireworks blooming in the night.

But at that time, the younger brother leaning on him had completely stopped breathing. Even now, Song Chao still remembers that the youngest brother loved watching fireworks the most.

But he died before the fireworks burst into light. The fireworks that night seemed to mock Song Chao, pouring malice into his body, making him unable to even cry in the middle of the night.

Song Chao's face twitched slightly, and his rotten teeth were gradually stained red with blood. He limped forward, causing passers-by to make way for him.

He felt like he was about to die because those long-lost memories suddenly became clear to him at this moment.

In a trance, he saw three small figures following him closely, but their faces were blurry.

I have three younger brothers and one younger sister. Have I ever had such a lively family?

Song Chao laughed at himself but refused to stop. He didn't want to die. He was the only one still alive in the Song family.

At least... at least if I am still alive, I can light a stick of incense for my dead brothers and sisters and clear the weeds on their graves. If I die, no one in this world will remember them anymore.

He still has a lot of money, he hasn't lived enough, he wants to live on, and live forever.

Tick, tick, drops of blood fell, dyeing red wherever Song Chao passed.

Suddenly, Song Chao stopped and looked at the figure not far ahead, with a hint of despair in his eyes.

Unconsciously, Song Chao had arrived at the gate of the Shigu Courtyard. The place seemed to have been cleared. Apart from Shigu in front, there was no one else.

Or in other words, the kick before Shi Gu was to guide Song Chao to this place.

puff.

Song Chao knelt down in front of Shi Gu without any hesitation and begged in a low voice.

"Senior... spare my life."

"I...I have a lot of money, I can give it to you."

Shi Gu lowered his head slightly and looked at Song Chao who was kneeling on the ground. His eyes were dark and unclear, and it was unknown what he was thinking. He did not take any action, but asked Song Chao softly.

"Do you still remember Shen Yue?"

Song Chao was startled when he heard this. Since entering Lin'an City, he had assigned all matters to the hired Red Mansion killers in order to leave no traces. He knew that there were two women in Shi Gu's yard, but he didn't know that one of them was Shen Yue.

"I know. She is the eldest daughter of my Zong Ming Mansion."

Shi Gu's eyes moved slightly, and after a moment of silence, he spoke lightly.

"Shen Yue is sleeping in the yard right now. Judging from the time, she will soon wake up."

Song Chao's face turned pale, he realized that he had no chance of survival. Although he didn't know what the relationship between Shen Yue and Shi Gu was, Shi Gu would never let him live.

Ding! Just as Song Chao was thinking, Shi Gu raised his hand, and the long sword shot out and pierced into the bricks in front of Song Chao. The sword body trembled and made a clear sound.

"Before Shen Yue wakes up, you should kill yourself."

After being stunned for a moment, Song Chao grinned, without even looking at the sword in front of him, and said in a hoarse voice.

"Why? Why should I listen to you?"

"I don't want to die, I want to live."

Shi Gu narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at Song Chao who was trying hard to support his body, with a complicated expression. He reached into his arms, took out a stack of papers, looked at the words on the paper, and said softly.

"Song Chao was taken in by the then unknown Shen Zhongyi when he was sixteen and became his most trusted confidant."

"I don't know, have you ever thought about this? You are not a genius with exaggerated talents, and you don't have any foundation in cultivation. Why does Shen Zhongyi think so highly of you?"

Song Chao was speechless when he heard this. He really couldn't figure this out.

Looking at Song Chao's confused look, Shi Gu couldn't help but sigh and said softly.

"Shen Zhongyi is such a damned beast."

After saying that, Shi Gu raised his hand, and the stack of papers in his hand rose up with the wind. Pushed by an invisible force, they flew in front of Song Chao. Song Chao subconsciously took the papers and looked down. At this time, Shi Gu slowly said.

"Thirty-three years ago, the demon tribe found Shen Zhongyi, accepted him as a disciple, and began to make plans in secret."

"Thirty-two years ago, Shen Zhongyi bought a thirteen-year-old girl and made her his wife. Her name was Song Qing."

"Thirty-one years ago, Song Qing gave birth to a daughter and named her Shen Qiu. In the same year, Shen Zhongyi found the brother that Song Qing had been looking for and took him in as his disciple."

"Its name is Song Chao."