despair--

In the living room, only the water droplets on the hat occasionally dripped on the ground.

Xu Buling kicked Zhang Buxie's forehead lightly, kicking Zhang Buxie, who was gritting his teeth and trying to get up, fainted. Holding Zhang Xiang's carry-on sword in his hand, dragged Zhang's intact Grandmaster's chair from the side of the Nine-League Empress, put it down in front of Zhang Xiang, gently brushed the hem of his robe and sat down, raising his hand to signal.

Zhang Xiang clenched his fists and glanced at the people in the living room. Although they all fell down, there was no dead person. This just right force was far more shocking than the blood flowing into a river of killing.

Zhang Xiang looked at the guest sitting in the Grand Master's chair, and after a little silence, he walked to the chair next to him and sat down.

"What are you asking?"

Xu Buling leaned on the chair of the Grand Master, and his fingers smeared the sharp blade, and his voice was hoarse:

"What happened to the Zhu family in Youzhou."

Zhang Xiang swept the dress of Xu Buling and was related to the iron sword inserted on Zhang Buxi's body. Judging from his skills just now, the newly promoted sword saint Zhu Liu must have this ability, and this issue is also related to Zhu Liu's blood feud, so his identity is easy to guess. Apart from Zhu Liu, he can't think of anyone else.

"You are the Sword Saint Zhu Liu?"

Xu Bu Ling's hat blocked his face, only revealing his chin wrapped in a black scarf, his voice was dull:

"You don't have to worry about who I am. Answer truthfully and leave everyone's lives here."

“…”

Zhang Xiang held the handle of the chair, his knuckles turned white, and he was obviously very angry. The detective department investigated that all officials were arresting the green forest, and he was always terrified in the world. As the external facade of the detective department, when did he have been threatened like this?

But this is how it is in the world. Only those who stand are worthy of speaking, while those who lie down are not qualified. When it is time to bow your head, you cannot tolerate not bowing your head.

Zhang Xiang was silent for a moment and shook his head: "I am not a man from the Jianghu, I only respect the word "Loyalty". As the head of the investigation department, I am in charge of the secret documents of the document. If a knife can make me speak, the emperor will not put this important task on me."

Xu Buling nodded slightly, looked at the knife in his hand, his voice was dull:

"Lord Zhang was born as a dead man, and no one doubted the loyalty of the current emperor. He probably couldn't ask anything even if he broke his hands and feet..."

Zhang Xiang raised his head slightly, his eyes cold, without any fear.

"...I only ask about the Zhu family, how did the old sword saint die, and no other questions."

Zhang Xiang's expressionless face and his voice was cold: "The official family had a conclusion in this case. The Zhu family in Youzhou disobeyed the imperial order and regarded it as a conspiracy. All the male members in the clan were beheaded and displayed in public. Everyone knows it, why ask again?"

Xu Buling shook his head: "Only half of the statements of the official family are true. What I want to ask is how to kill the old sword saint Zhu that day and who are there."

Zhang Xiang snorted faintly: "I led the team, the Investigation Department, the Tang family in Youzhou and the Cui family worked together to arrest them and eliminate thieves for the country, and has never denied it."

Xu Buling took a breath and raised his hat slightly: "Tang Jiao, a visitor to the Cui family, and some hawks from the Detective Office, destroyed the entire Zhu family, and could not destroy the old sword saint Zhu. How did you kill?"

“…”

Zhang Xiang narrowed his eyes slightly and said nothing.

"There are many people who are not afraid of death, but as long as they are people, there are always things they care about. Lord Zhang wants to come here... Let me tell you a story."

Xu Buling looked at the Yanling Knife in his hand and his tone was plain:

"Xinghuafang in Chang'an City is a place where poor people live. There is a dilapidated temple inside. There are many beggars gathered. They are poor children whose parents die of illness and starve to death. They rely on begging and stealing money to make a living. Most of them are starving to death or beaten to death if they live until they are twenty years old...

...As these children were immigrated, one of them was more ambitious. They didn't want to eat when they starved to death, and they didn't bow their heads. They ran to work as a coolie at the age of seven or eight... They just carried sacks, chopped firewood, etc. However, when they were young, no one wanted to work as laborers, and they couldn't eat enough. The child just held on and when he was about to starve to death, he finally found a suitable job...

...There are some of the houses of Fugui's houses covered with ground dragons. They will accumulate ash after burning them in one winter and need to be cleaned. The fire path of the ground dragon is narrow and adults cannot enter. The boy has not had enough food since he was a child and is thin and he can just get in. So, the boy found the "way to make money" and went to Fugui's house to recommend cleaning up the fire dragons one by one...

...I just worked like that for a few months. One day, when a junior's house was cleaning up, the junior's daughter ran over curiously, squatted outside the fire road and stared at it. When the child crawled out, it was already dark from head to toe. The two of them smiled foolishly, and the lady wiped his face with a handkerchief...

... Since then, the child has great ambitions, doubled his laborers every day, and even went to the shop of the official's house to work as a labourer. The lady often lay on the wall of the yard and secretly threw some wrapped pastries for him to satisfy her hunger...

...But untouchables are untouchables. It is difficult to walk with rich daughters..."

Xu Buling rubbed the Yanling Knife and looked up at Zhang Xiang: "...But, it may be that God rewarded hard work. The boy was lucky. One day he met a benefactor. The benefactor asked him, "Do you want to have a great future?", and he replied, "I want to". Then he became the benefactor's apprentice, taught him martial arts, restored his identity, and finally he really had a great future. Not only did he become an official, but he also married the lady home in a grand manner."

Zhang Xiang frowned and pinched the armrest of the chair: "What the hell do you want to say?"

Xu Buling took a breath gently: "When the child grew up, he only had two people in his heart, one was the adoptive father who made him a talent, and the other was the wife who secretly gave him food when he was poor. He regarded them as his only family and was always ready to spend his life for his family..."

While speaking, Xu Buling took out a long life lock from his arms and wore a red rope.

Zhang Xiang's forehead suddenly burst out with veins, and his breathing became heavier.

Xu Buling looked at Changming Lock and sighed softly: "Last month, the child gave birth to a son, and his family became three. He could wake up laughing when he was dreaming. He also named his son 'Zhang Ao', hoping that his son could be as powerful as his adoptive father..."

Click—

The armrests of the chair were crushed.

Xu Buling raised his hat a little and whispered: "Mr. Zhang was born and did not care about life or death, and he did not care about his family's small family, but his family cared about you. After so many years, Zhang Tingbao finally got through. His father was just born with his wife and son. Lord Zhang had the heart to make people ruin him?"

Zhang Xiang's forehead bulged with blue veins, he took a few deep breaths, and said coldly:

"I will bear the grudges in the past..."

"There is no more disaster than the family?"

Xu Buling looked at Yan Lingdao, who had killed many people in his hand, and said coldly: "Even people in Jianghu don't follow this rule, let alone Lord Zhang. The whole family of Zhu family is full of men. Could it be that each of them deserves the crime?"

“…”

Zhang Xiang held the wood chips in his hand, which pierced the skin on his hand, and blood flowed like a lot:

"Tingbao's family is young, can it be safe and sound?"

Xu Buling put away the long life lock: "You answered truthfully, nothing happened today."

The living room was silent, leaving only the thunderstorm outside the window.

Zhang Xiang sat on the chair for a long time, and the blood beads in his hand fell on the floor, gradually turning into a pool of blood.

"...Ten years ago... Zhu Choshan did not obey the orders of the court. The Tang family and Cui family were in Youzhou. They had a long-standing feud with the Zhu family, so they walked around the court to punish the Zhu family for corruption. Lao Yi, I, Tang Jiao, and Cui Ying led the three hundred wolf guards and the disciples of the two families to encircle and suppress the Zhu family..."

Xu Buling nodded slightly - Lao Yi knew that he was from the same generation as Eunuch Jia, but he had never seen it before, and he was probably the one hidden underground in Chang'an City.

"... The Suanzi Sword Zhuchishan is a generation that has surpassed the martial arts of the world, and has reached its peak. The four of us fought against him three times and were unable to compete with him. The strong bow and crossbow are not as fast as the sword of Zhuchishan. We can only limit Zhuchishan to the vicinity of Zhuchishan on the grounds of destroying the entire Zhu family and not allow him to escape..."

"Zhuchou Mountain has not left, but you still destroyed the entire Zhu family?"

"The law is not sympathetic, and you obey orders... Eunuch Jia asked the emperor for love, but only killed the male."

Xu Buling nodded: "Since you can't beat it, how can you kill the old sword saint Zhu?"

Zhang Xiang held his palm tightly and was silent for a moment: "...The Cui family borrowed the Dragon Lock Gu from somewhere, and Zhu Chushan was poisoned and eventually died of poisoning."

"Dragon Locking Gu..."

Xu Buling was slightly silent: "The prince of Prince Su was also hit by the Dragon Lock Gu two years ago... The imperial court still had the Dragon Lock Gu in his hand?"

Zhang Xiang took a light breath: "After the incident of the Zhu family, Lao Yi robbed the Dragon Locking Gu, and the inner warehouse was stolen the summer of the previous year, and the whereabouts were unknown."

"The only four of you who killed the old sword saint Zhu?"

"We are the four of us."

Xu Buling nodded slightly, inserted the goose feather knife to the ground, and threw out the long-lived lock.

Zhang Xiang caught the long-lived lock, frowned, and looked at the back of the guest of Fengyi:

"Don't kill me to silence me?"

Xu Buling stopped and turned his head slightly:

"As the emperor's personal guard, he leaked the secret files of the document library and the murder of the whole family. Since you know that 'the disaster is not as good as your family', if you are willing to take Zhang Tingbao's life, why should I do it?"

Zhang Xiang held the longevity lock, took a deep breath, lowered his head and looked at the longevity lock in his hand.

The silver longevity lock was stained with blood and shone with a glimmer of light under the candlelight.

Xu Buling pulled out the long sword from Zhang Buxie's back and wiped the blood with his sleeve:

"If you want to be a normal person, how can you not have your own ideas? Without your son, you will not be able to live today."

After the words came, Xu Buling walked out of the door with his sword in his arms and entered the pouring rain.
Chapter completed!