Vendetta

"Ding Huai, why is it you?"

Zhang Facai looked at the person in front of him incredulously. He was undoubtedly Ding Huai in white clothes.

Ding Huai shook the folding fan in his hand and said, "If we don't see each other for a few days, you two won't recognize me?"

Wang Youqian said: "Boss, I helped you, you, why did you..."

"You two have no right to criticize me," Ding Huai said coldly, "Fuling treats you well, so you two are still standing here?"

Zhang Facai defended: "Because you threatened us with the young gang leader, we were also forced to do nothing..."

"Who in this world can't help themselves?" Ding Huai interrupted him, "If you do it, you do it, no matter whether there is a reason or not, the result is already determined, why bother to find a reason to justify yourself?"

Zhang Facai was speechless, Ding Huai was right, no matter what the reason was, they all betrayed Fuling.

Wang Youqian asked: "What's the use of this bamboo weaving flower?"

Ding Huai put away the folding fan and said, "You don't need to ask about this, just give it to me, and I will naturally give Qiu Rong the antidote."

Zhang Facai asked, "Do you count on what you say?"

Ding Huai said with a smile: "My reputation is not bad in Jianghu. The Crescent Moon Gang has no grievances or enmities with me. I poisoned Qiu Rong just to threaten you. What if I hurt him?"

After Zhang Facai hesitated several times, he still handed over the bamboo weaving flowers to Ding Huai.

Ding Huai looked at the blood-stained bamboo flower with a cold smile on his lips.

In the final analysis, when people have choices, there must be trade-offs. It is rare to have both in the world, and there are always people who are sorry.

Zhang Facai and Wang Youqian returned to the post house, and just about to step into the threshold, they heard someone in the courtyard say: "You two went out for a walk at night?"

Zhang Facai paused, and said calmly, "What a coincidence, Mr. Yan can't sleep either?"

Yan Zhu shook his head: "I don't have the pleasure of taking a walk in the middle of the night, so I'm here to wait for you two."

Wang Youqian: "Young Master Yan, if you have something to say, why not..."

"Since it doesn't matter, then I won't make any detours," Yan Zhu approached slowly, and said in a low voice, "I don't know what you are doing behind the scenes, and I have no right to interfere, but if you do anything to hurt Fuling, I will never Not lightly."

Zhang Facai was taken aback for a moment, feeling guilty, but said calmly, "How could we hurt the boss?"

Yan Zhu took a deep look at the two of them, it was clearly late at night, and the courtyard was not lit, and the crescent moon only emitted a little light, but Yan Zhu's eyes, like lacquer, seemed to be able to see through the darkness, He straightly saw through what the two of them were thinking.

The two of them felt guilty when he saw them, but they didn't show it on their faces. After all, they had been in the rivers and lakes for a long time, and they were able to hold their breath. They still stood upright and met Yan Zhu's gaze.

"Don't disappoint his trust in you." Yan Zhu withdrew his gaze, walked past the two, crossed the threshold and left.

Zhang Facai and Wang Youqian stood quietly for a while, Wang Youqian asked in a low voice, "He, does he, know..."

"Whether he knows it or not, we can't let the boss suspect us." Zhang Facai turned his head and said solemnly: "The crescent moon gang was seriously injured before, and the young gang leader is too young. If it weren't for the boss's cover these years, he would have been killed by others." Annexation, if the boss knows about this, he will definitely not miss the old relationship in the future..."

Wang Youqian hesitated and said, "But..."

But Fu Ling also has kindness to them. These years, they have treated each other as brothers. The three of them have fought side by side and experienced life and death together. How can the two of them betray their trust now?

"You and I were doomed to die ten years ago. The old gang leader had the grace of saving our lives and knowing us. We never repaid him before he was alive. The young gang leader is his only concern." Zhang Facai said, "The boss is very talented. He is also strong in martial arts, others can't easily hurt him, and Yan Zhu is protecting him, but the young master has no one to rely on, if we don't help, who can help him?"

Wang Youqian originally stuttered, but now he really can't speak a word.

Ding Huai took bamboo flowers, walked for nearly an hour, and came to a village on the outskirts of Shaoshui County. This village was built at the foot of the mountain, and the houses were scattered scattered. It has been abandoned for a long time, and dust has accumulated in front of many houses.

If Fu Ling was here, she would definitely recognize that this was the village where he and Yan Zhu had been and where the poisonous scorpion was first discovered.

After Ding Huai made sure that no one was following him, he made a deliberate detour and walked to the door of a house. Instead of knocking, he pushed the door open and entered.

There was a woman sitting in the yard, whose face was five points similar to his. She was sitting at a small wooden table and had been waiting for a long time.

Seeing him coming back, the woman smiled and said, "Brother is back, did you get the things?"

"Yue'er," Ding Huai took out bamboo flowers from his bosom and handed them to her, and couldn't help asking, "What are you going to do?"

"Of course I know it in my heart." Ding Yue looked at the blood-stained bamboo flower. At this time, the blood had dried up. She put away the bamboo flower, took off the upside-down bowl on the table, and said, "Brother, sit down first." Have a bowl of hot porridge."

"Yue'er, why did you leave without saying goodbye four years ago? Do you know that I was very worried about you and thought you were really dead!" Ding Huai raised his voice and said, "You don't see anyone every day now. I saw you wield a knife yesterday. I don't know when you acquired martial arts!"

"Brother doesn't know a lot." The smile on Ding Yue's face faded. She stirred the porridge in the bowl with a spoon. I'm just playing around in the officialdom, so I don't know what happened to me at home, right?"

Ding Huai was taken aback: "What happened to you at home?"

Ding Yue didn't raise her head, and asked calmly, "Do you know why I led you to kill Liao Pengyuan?"

Ding Huai asked, "Why?"

Ding Yue put down the spoon, stretched out her hand and pulled open the skirt, revealing a large piece of skin around her neck, above her fair collarbone, there was a dark scar imprinted impressively.

It looks like a bite mark, an old scar, even though the candles in the courtyard are dim now, the scar is still glaring on Ding Yue's fair skin, how deep does the bite have to be to leave such a scar?

"Brother, do you know how many scars like this I have on my body? When I was tricked out by Chen Rou and dragged away by Liao Pengyuan, I was so miserable every day. He tortured me all night, and I crawled back by myself in the end." , there is not a single part of the body intact, I wish I could die..."

Ding Yue gathered up her clothes, with hatred in her eyes: "But I didn't die later, why did I have to die? It's that bastard Liao Pengyuan who deserves to die!"

Chen Rou and her are handkerchief friends. They have known each other for many years. Ding Yue never thought that Chen Rou would harm her, so she was unsuspecting and was tricked into a deserted alley. Liao Pengyuan, who had been waiting there, dragged her away. .

Even the moon was dark that night. She struggled and resisted, but to no avail. During that long night, she once thought that time was coming to an end. Liao Pengyuan left her on the street. She didn't know what supported her. She, dragging her bruised body, crawled back bit by bit.

She looked at the waning moon above her head, and swore with blood and tears on her face that she would never be weak again, she would be strong, and she could only trample others under her feet.

Later, Ding Yue sent Chen Rou to the Chunfeng Building, in order to escape from Liao Pengyuan, Chen Rou pushed her out, now facing Liao Pengyuan, how would she feel?

No matter what Chen Rou thinks, it's her own fault.

Ding Huai's eyes were red, and he asked tremblingly, "Why...why didn't you tell me?"

Ding Yue asked back: "So what if I tell you? At that time, you had no martial arts, you were just a petty official, and Liao Pengyuan was the son of the head of the Tongnan faction. What can you do? Can't you die? How do I speak?"

Although the Ding family is poor, they are also a scholarly family. Regardless of their reputation, it is so unbearable and shameful. Every time she thinks about it, she feels chills all over her body. How can she say it?

Ding Huai said hoarsely: "Then..."

"Later?" Ding Yue sneered, "Later you resigned from the official position and studied martial arts with a teacher. I thought you would enter the rivers and lakes, and with your brother's talent, you should also do something, but you just want to be a gentleman! If I don't mean it Missing, lead you to find me, how could you enter the rivers and lakes?"

"Yue'er, I..." Ding Huai's heart was full of bitterness and self-blame. His sister, who he wanted to protect with all his strength, suffered so much without him knowing that he couldn't even speak to him.

And for the sake of fame and the little salary that is just for subsistence, he ran around every day and failed to protect his sister. When her sister was most isolated and helpless, he might still drink with others at the banquet.

Later, he resigned from office and learned martial arts from a teacher but had no ambitions. After the master left, he threw away all the etiquette, righteousness and shame he had learned, and did some sneaky things to get by.

Ding Huai learned the way of sages from elementary school, and a man should cultivate himself, govern his family, govern the country and the world, and bring peace to all generations.

He used to have the character of a literati, and he still had a passion. He was born in poverty and had seen the suffering in the world. He also wanted to take the world as his own responsibility, but the officialdom that was like a pool of black water dragged him into it.

No matter how hot his blood was, it couldn't warm the icy cold deep pool.

He didn't want to join forces with others, so he crawled out of the pool, and his blood was cold.

Looking back now, he didn't do anything, he couldn't even protect his close relatives, he was ashamed of himself, his family, and his country.

Ding Huai read all the books and was always eloquent, but now he thought he had lost the ability to speak, so he couldn't say anything, and finally he could only say helplessly: "It's brother who is sorry for you."

Ding Yue shook her head slowly: "Brother, this is the way of the world, if you are not strong enough, you can't protect yourself, let alone protect others?"

Ding Huai was silent for a long time, the porridge on the table was already completely cold, Ding Yue stood up holding the porridge and said, "Since brother doesn't want to eat porridge, let's rest early today."

Ding Huai took the bowl of cold porridge from Ding Yue, ate it in a few mouthfuls, put the bowl down, and said, "Xue Chengyu is extremely vicious and dangerous, how could you have any relationship with him? Also, what does this have to do with Fu Ling?" ?”

After Ding Yue disappeared, Ding Huai went to Yishan to find her. Xue Chengyu directed Ding Huai to Chunfeng Tower, and indirectly led him to kill Liao Pengyuan. All of this must have something to do with Ding Yue.

"Xue Chengyu and I are just taking what we need, as for Fuling..." Ding Yue paused, and said, "Some people's fate is doomed from birth."

Ding Huai said: "But Poria never harmed you."

"I've never harmed others before, can I have a good death if I don't harm others?" Ding Yue smiled sadly, "I'm sorry for him, it's over, I don't ask him to forgive me, I have done too many sins, I will return I can't stop and I don't want to look back, such a thing... I don't want to experience it again in this life."

Ding Huai thought she was talking about bamboo weaving flowers, and persuaded him: "Although I don't know what the bamboo weaving flowers are for, there is still time..."

"It's too late," Ding Yue interrupted him, "Brother will know soon, not only you, but the whole world will know."