Good luck every time

As he spoke, he observed the expression on Ding Bai's face.

There was no strange expression on Dante's face. He looked at the twins calmly, brought in some tea and placed it on the small table beside him.

Hearing Zou Kong's answer, he just hummed indifferently.

"Ok!"

After saying that, he looked up at Zou Kong.

"I heard that you came to Hongliu Villa because you were being hunted?"

Zou Kong had already had an idea about this. He couldn't find a reason for himself to come to Hongliu Villa. After thinking about it, the only suitable reason was that he had not seen his master for a long time and was being hunted down. He remembered the place his master had mentioned and wanted to find a place to rely on.

"Yes, Uncle Master!"

When talking about these things that are mixed with truth, Zou Kong feels more confident.

Ding Bai glanced at him quietly, then looked at the tea in front of him inconspicuously, and reached out to pour himself a cup of tea.

"I heard that you were seriously injured when you came here. Are you feeling better now?"

Zou Kong nodded.

“Better!”

Ding Bai studied his expression, memorized his relaxed expression at the moment, and then suddenly asked.

"What did your master teach you?"

Zou Kong had just gotten used to this rhythm of response when he suddenly heard Ding Bai change the subject. His heart skipped a beat and he subconsciously pursed his lips, feeling a little guilty.

"I... I am an orphan. I was picked up by a master when I was young. He taught me some martial arts, but I was too young at that time and I don't remember clearly... um..."

Ding Bai's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Oh? Then how did you and your disciple separate later?"

Zou Kong became even more nervous. He stuttered out the words he had composed many times in his mind.

"Yes... yes... Master said he had some unfinished business and couldn't stay in one place for long, so he found a family to settle me down with and then left!"

The dangerous aura emanating from Ding Bai's body suddenly dissipated a little when he heard these words.

"You and your master really haven't seen each other for three to five years?"

Zou Kong opened his mouth and wanted to speak.

But at this moment, he seemed to be unable to say anything. In the end, he just sighed and showed a look of giving up.

"It's been many years since I last saw my master!"

"When she left, she only gave me the token and told me that if I encountered any difficulties, I should come here to find someone and someone would definitely help me solve it. I didn't know that the token belonged to the young master..."

As he spoke, Zou Kong took out the token that Li Ruyi had given him and placed it on the coffee table.

He didn't even dare to look at Ding Bai's expression.

"I don't support it. I am so precious, I don't deserve it! I have almost forgotten everything that Master taught me. I have neglected reading and writing in these years and I don't even know a single word!"

"My adoptive parents died one after another during the disaster. In order to survive, I only learned the art of stealing. Now I have failed my master and become a thief!"

"Uncle Master! Master... I'm sorry, Master Ding, I have delayed your important matter. When my injury is healed... No! I will leave immediately!"

As he said this, he pushed the token forward, as if wanting Ding Bai to take it back.

Ding Bai looked at the ordinary stone, then looked up at Zou Kong.

suddenly!

His entire body seemed to have transformed into a steel knife, attacking straight towards Zou Kong.

It seemed that Ding Bai was just testing him. He did not kill him, nor did he use his internal strength. He just used martial arts moves to easily block all of Zou Kong's paths.

Zou Kong was startled and quickly took action to respond.

He was a self-taught person and had many masters in the market. In addition to the one who taught him this skill, he also secretly learned skills from many others.

After all, he is a thief, so stealing anything is stealing!

Ding Bai became even angrier when he saw his messy moves.

He suddenly felt like he had been fooled.

Before, he thought Zou Kong was the kind of disciple that Granny Ding would accept. At least this man had clear eyes and characteristics that Ding Hong would like.

But as soon as Zou Kong revealed his smooth and worldly side, Ding Bai felt that he was probably dazzled.

He attacked without restraint, each move was faster and more vicious than the last.

There is a huge gap in strength between the two.

Even when Zou Kong used his internal strength, he soon fell into a disadvantage.

He was already injured, and now he was beaten out of the hall by Ding Bai.

He fell to the ground, spitting blood from his mouth. The injuries that had almost recovered earlier were now aggravated again.

Zou Kong subconsciously wanted to run, but Ding Bai followed closely, like a cat teasing a mouse.

He grabbed Zou Kong's shoulder and pulled him back.

The distance between the two was very close, and Zou Kong's small round face seemed much larger in his eyes.

The next moment, Ding Bai's pupils suddenly shrank and he subconsciously took a step back.

At this time, Zou Kong, whose face was still covered with blood, also looked cold.

A sharp blade appeared in his hand at some point.

He stood with a bow stance, exerted strength from his waist and abdomen, gripped the blade tightly with two fingers, and wiped it from bottom to top towards Ding Bai's neck.

Ding Bai dodged the attack, but his eyes revealed an ecstasy that others could not understand.

“Hahaha… Xiang Family Sword! It’s actually the Xiang Family Sword…”

Zou Kong also learned this trick from a master!

The thief was none other than Xiaoman!

That day, Xiaoman used the most powerful sword move to kill the boss of the village. Although there were many people watching the fight, the only one who was amazed was Zou Kong!

He practiced it secretly and incorporated this knife technique into his own offense.

Strictly speaking, this move is not the Xiang family sword.

But as a variant of the Xiang family sword, it still retains its original color!

Ding Bai understands this very well!

I recognized it in an instant.

He suddenly became much calmer!

If Zou Kong really knows the Xiang family sword, then his identity is quite revealing!

Maybe Zou Kong was not the disciple chosen by Ding Hong, but he must have seen Ding Hong or was Ding Hong’s disciple!

As long as we have a direction and a clue, everything will no longer be a problem.

After Zou Kong's knife missed, he quickly stepped back and wanted to run!

However, his most proud light body skills were still vulnerable in front of Ding Bai.

Ding Bai instantly grabbed his collar and pulled him back from mid-air.

"Why is your nephew so panicked?"

Zou Kong was extremely embarrassed. Was he panicking? He was beaten like this, and all the injuries he had recovered in the past few days were in vain.

"Uncle Master, I am not pretending to be nervous. I am just a little nervous because I am not as skilled as others."

Zou Kong is also a person who has been in the market, and he always has some unruly qualities.

Ding Bai patted his shoulder and smiled faintly.

"It seems that your master really didn't teach you much! Let Uncle Master see how badly you are injured..."

After saying this, Ding Bai didn't care whether Zou Kong objected or not, and his internal force directly penetrated into Zou Kong's body. As the martial arts he practiced started to work, Zou Kong was startled and subconsciously wanted to resist, and a mouthful of blood spurted out again.

Dante Bai's internal energy crushed Zou Kong's body without any hesitation, and Zou Kong's internal injuries became even more serious.

At the same time, Ding Bai also mastered most of his cultivation methods.

Ding Bai slowly withdrew his hand, a look of slight disappointment on his face.

He knew in his heart that no matter whether it was Ding Hong or Ding Hong's disciples, it was absolutely impossible for them to pass on the secret method to him, so it was normal for them not to do so.

But after all, he had felt greedy and a little disappointed at this moment. He let go of the seriously injured Zou Kong and withdrew his hand.

Zou Kong fell to the ground and spit out blood again.

"Come here, help the young master go back to rest, and find a better doctor to help him heal his injuries as soon as possible."

Zou Kong only felt severe pain in his meridians, and an unspeakable sense of shame and powerlessness surged into his heart.

But at this moment, his fate was beyond his control, and he had no choice but to remain silent.

He understood that even if he wanted to run, now was not the best time to do so. Ding Bai's martial arts was too strong, so he couldn't even muster the desire to resist.

Zou Kong couldn't understand why Li Ruyi would go against such a person?

What is the relationship between the two parties?

But he was not stupid. He knew one thing: Ding Bai wanted to know some information from him, and once he told the news, he would have no way to survive.

Although he was annoyed by Li Ruyi's cold-bloodedness.

But at this moment, Zou Kong also hated Ding Bai's dominance.

In addition, in order to survive, he had no choice but to stand on Li Ruyi's side.

Zou Kong was helped down, and Ding Bai watched him leave with loving eyes.

"Go check this person's past experience..."

The steward came out from the side and bowed hurriedly, wanting to tell Zou Kong's past experience.

But Ding Bai raised his hand to stop him.

"I want to know more details!"

"Who has he met? What kind of people has he come into contact with? He knows the Xiang family sword technique, so he must have met my senior sister or someone related to my senior sister. I want to know who this person is! When did he meet Zou Kong?"

The manager felt a little embarrassed after hearing this.

"Master, the old men at Hongliu Villa have been making trouble recently. If we investigate, I'm afraid they are..."

Ding Bai sneered and never took those people to heart.

"Then arrest those people and torture them severely, and you'll find out something!"

"If they didn't reveal it, then we should investigate further. Why did Zou Kong come here? Who gave him the token? He has a lot of clues..."

After saying this, Ding Bai looked at the steward, with a hint of warning and reminder in his eyes.

"Whether you can dig it out depends on your ability!"

The hairs on the manager's back stood up and he quickly agreed obediently.

"Yes!"

After saying this, he stepped back and told others to do their job.

There are always two sides to the story.

Li Ruyi had planted a clue here with Ding Bai, so naturally Ding Bai would find out and investigate her.

Or it can be said that at this point, Li Ruyi already knew that she could no longer hide.

This is a game between two parties, a competition to see who is faster and who has better skills.

Zou Kong was unable to see the overall picture from the details.

But Ding Bai could already vaguely feel that there was a hand controlling him from behind.

I don't feel angry, I just feel excited.

Compared with Ding Hong's silence and quietness for so many years, the unpredictable waves hidden beneath the calm lake surface now made him even more excited.

He knew that the day when he would meet Ding Hong was getting closer.

This was a situation that had not occurred around him in many years, and it was a situation that he could not fully control.

Ding Bai stood alone in the courtyard, people came and went around him, and the blood that Zou Kong vomited was quickly cleaned up.

After everyone left, Ding Bai stood with his hands folded, looking at the silent sky. He didn't know what was going on in his mind.

"Senior sister, where are you?"

The Grandma Ding, whom he was worried about, was now instructing Xiaoman on how to destroy the body.

"Since you want to hide your whereabouts, you can't leave any traces. You said that whether it's sword skills or body movements, you can't reveal even a little bit."

"The environment where the murder took place must be cleaned up, and the remaining corpses must also be cleared of any traces of Taoism left behind!"

"Look, this person is a little taller than you. The way you cut with the knife makes it easy for people to guess your height and body shape."

Granny Ding didn't mind the touch of the corpse at all.

He squatted gently on the ground, touching the corpse with his fingers, and described clearly the knife techniques and the marks left by Xiaoman.

Xiaoman doesn't quite understand this.