Wuzhou, Zhao family.
As the godparent of the "Martial Saint", the former head of the Zhao family enjoyed great glory for a time.
Of course, it’s not just about identity, but also strength.
The Zhao family's 'Dragon Shape Fist' is also well-known in the Thirteen Continents, especially when it came to the second generation Zhao Shan, who brought forth new ideas and brought the Zhao family's 'Dragon Shape Fist' to a higher level.
Moreover, the ability of the head of the Zhao family is also very outstanding. In the past fifty years, he has not only mastered all matters of Wuzhou, big and small, but also made the Zhao family a member of the "Security Committee".
However, thirty years ago, the head of the Zhao family lived in seclusion.
Rumor has it that he is in seclusion, hoping to further improve his own strength and pursue the legendary state of 'harmony between man and nature'.
Some people are noncommittal about this.
Some people scoffed.
But no matter what, Zhao Shan, the head of the Zhao family, has basically not appeared in the eyes of the world for the past 30 years, and has been living in seclusion in the "Taiping Pavilion" in the backyard of the Zhao family.
Apart from delivering food once every seven days, he basically never even saw the younger generations of the Zhao family.
But today is an exception.
All direct descendants of the Zhao family were summoned together.
bite!
Zhao Shan tapped the incense seal lightly and the incense powder immediately fell down. He gently picked up the incense seal and ignited the incense powder with the incense stick. During the whole process, the head of the Zhao family was fully focused and meticulous.
In front of him, the twenty-two direct relatives of the Zhao family did not dare to make a sound and looked at their ancestor quietly.
After a moment, smoke filled the air .
A faint fragrance filled the entire 'Taiping Pavilion'.
"Father."
The eldest son of the Zhao family patriarch bowed and greeted him. Without waiting for his eldest son to speak, Zhao Shan turned his head with a smile and said, "Today, I gathered you together because I have good news to announce."
Good thing?
The Zhao family members were stunned for a moment, and then they all breathed a sigh of relief.
Since it's a good thing, there's no need to worry.
The eldest son of the Zhao family was also relieved. He was very worried about something unexpected happening, so he immediately bowed and asked, "Father, what's the good news?"
"Lost and found."
Zhao Shan said this.
There are four great joys in life: rain after a long drought, meeting an old friend in a foreign place, the wedding night, and being named on the list of successful candidates. But the most joyful ones are undoubtedly: reunion after a broken relationship and recovery of what was lost.
The latter's joy is several times that of the former.
It is also several times more difficult than the former.
"That's great. Congratulations, father. Congratulations, father."
The eldest son of the Zhao family said immediately.
The younger generations behind him also congratulated him.
"Congratulations, Grandpa. Congratulations, Grandpa."
"Congratulations, great grandfather. Congratulations, great grandfather."
Zhao Shan did not stop such congratulations, but listened to them several times before waving his hand.
"Well, I have received everyone's kindness, but now... I have a difficult matter and I need your help."
Zhao Shan nodded with a smile.
"What's the matter, great grandfather? We will do our best."
"Yes, I will go through fire and water, even if it means death."
One of the younger generations of the Zhao family said immediately.
Once someone starts something, naturally others will follow.
The eldest son of the Zhao family head did not try to stop them. If it were any other time, he would have stopped them with a stern look. However, today was a happy event, and the Zhao family head secretly glanced at his father's smiling face while thinking about how to complete his father's instructions faster and better. Even though a group of younger generations were cheering for him, when something really happened, it would naturally be him who would step forward.
"Ten thousand deaths?"
"No, no, no."
"Ten thousand deaths are too many, one death is enough!"
Zhao Shan smiled and waved his hand.
These words, like a joke, startled everyone in the Zhao family present, and his eldest son even thought he had heard wrongly.
"Father?"
"You heard me right. One death is enough. You, I just want you to die."
As he said these words, Zhao Shan kept smiling.
The next moment, blood appeared.
Outside the Zhao family, more than a dozen figures appeared.
There were four people in the lead.
Three boys and one girl.
A man in a green cloak with a serious face.
One person wrapped his entire body, leaving only his eyes exposed.
One of them is shirtless and has strong muscles.
The remaining woman was dressed in red, holding a wine pot in her hand, and the smell of alcohol was rising from behind her. The smell of alcohol was almost the same as that of the two old men behind her. Those two old men were the "knights" who "three cups of wine will make a promise, and five mountains will seem nothing to them."
These four are the only surviving ones among the previous generation of "knights", including "leaving home after mission completed", "hiding merit and fame", "saving Zhao with golden hammer" and "two heroes of the ages".
The rest of the people are most of the new generation of "knights".
It can be said that everyone who could make it has come.
The rest were really tied up with other things and couldn't come.
"I still don't believe that 'White Head' would do such a thing."
The 'Second Warrior of the Thousand Years' dressed in red whispered.
"I don't believe it either, but the fact is the fact."
The man in the green cloak had a more serious expression on his face.
But 'hiding one's merit and fame' did not speak.
The man who 'wielded the golden hammer to save Zhao' strode towards Zhao's house. He wanted to ask his friend in person whether it was true, and if so, why did he do it.
Of course, if not.
He kowtowed and admitted his mistake, then got drunk.
But deep down, he hoped it wasn't true.
Boom...
squeak!
The big man knocked on the door and it opened. Amid the teeth-grinding sound, the Zhao family's bright lights appeared in front of everyone.
But there was no sound.
Very quiet.
“The smell of blood!”
'The Two Great Warriors of the Thousand Years' twitched his nose, and his drunken look turned serious. He retracted the wine gourd in his hand, and immediately, two puppet birds flew into it from his sleeves.
'Hidden Merit and Fame' even retreated into the shadows and investigated with the Puppet Bird.
Then--
puff!
A flash of light passed by.
The head of the man who had hidden his fame and achievements fell at the door.
The fragments of the two puppet birds were even thrown out.
"Old Xing!"
The 'Knights' members present shouted loudly, and then looked at the Zhao family angrily.
And at this moment, the sound of piano rang out.
"A friend has come from afar... Come and have a chat at the Taiping Pavilion."
The piano sounds melodious in the soft voice.
Two members of the "Knights" - "Shi Le Fu Yi Qu" and "Jiu Zhao Hui Jin Chui" - went straight into the Zhao family and headed towards the "Taiping Pavilion".
As they walked, the two people became four.
The two extra people are "Two Great Warriors of the Ages" and "Hiding His Merits and Fame" who is already dead.
But the 'Second Great Warrior of the Autumn Period' was standing at the door.
The corpse of 'hidden fame and merit' was also at the door.
The journey was smooth, and "I'll Leave After the Matter is Done" and "I'll Save Zhao with the Golden Hammer" went straight into the Zhao family's "Taiping Pavilion" and saw their old friend "Baishou Taixuanjing" who was playing the zither.
No!
To be precise, it is Zhao Shan, the head of the Zhao family.
There were corpses one after another on the ground.
Each of them had their eyes wide open in disbelief.
Especially the eldest son of Zhao Shan, whose eyeballs were bulging and his face was extremely distorted. It was obvious that he had suffered a huge blow during his lifetime. It was totally unacceptable.
His chest was cut open.
The heart is gone.
When the two men, 'I'll leave after the matter is done' and 'I'll save Zhao with the golden hammer', glanced at each other, and their pupils shrank.
They saw that their old friend Baishou Taixuanjing had blood on his hands and mouth, and especially when they smiled, there was blood on their teeth.
An answer vaguely appeared in the hearts of both of them.
However, neither of them was willing to admit it.
"what happens?"
"Why is this happening?"
The big man who 'rescued Zhao Huijinchui' stepped forward and asked.
"A happy event has occurred. In order to celebrate it, I have to make some preparations. After all, I 'peeked' at his fate, and the backlash... is really strong."
Zhao Shan said calmly.
Peep? Destiny? Backlash?
When these words appeared, the answers that had been vague before became clear.
"Are you crazy?!"
"They are your sons, grandsons, and great-grandsons!"
The big man who 'wielded the golden hammer to save Zhao' shouted angrily.
"yes."
"That's why I chose to use them to fight the backlash. I gave them life and let them enjoy wealth and glory. Now, I want some compensation..."
“Not too much, is it?”
Facing Zhao Shan's question, the big man who 'saved Zhao with the golden hammer' gritted his teeth.
This "knight" member could not accept such an argument at all.
What's even more unacceptable is that such remarks came from my best friend.
“You’re crazy!”
With a roar, the big man rushed forward with a punch.
The fist wind whistled up and fell like an iron hammer. Zhao Shan did not dodge, but just gently moved the strings. After a "buzz" sound, the big man was stunned where he was.
The big man could feel his heart breaking.
Not only the heart, but also other internal organs were shattered almost at the same time.
"He has nothing but strength, but he is just a reckless man."
Zhao Shan said softly, turning his head to the side.
A long sword just brushed past the tip of my hair.
Then, the long sword stopped in mid-air, because the sword holder's heart was shattered.
"Skills alone are but a fool's work."
Zhao Shan added lightly, looking at the 'Two Heroes of the Ages' and 'Hidden Merit and Fame'. The smile on his face became more intense: "Xiaohong, I have always believed that your puppetry has the power to take away the destiny of heaven. Unfortunately, the direction of your research has long been deviated. Wood... will always be wood."
"Why?"
'The Second Warrior of the Thousand Years' asked angrily.
As if they had telepathic connection, Zhao Shan knew what Xiaohong really meant by asking him.
He stopped playing the piano.
He just stood up, walked up to the 'Knight' member, and sighed softly.
"Why?"
"Would you be mad if I said I was bored?"
"So, it's not because I'm bored, but because after I discovered the secret of the 'Heavenly Book' left by Zhao Jingjue, I was thinking about how to get the most benefit."
"secret?"
The 'Knight' member named Xiaohong suddenly thought of something. Her voice rang out from the puppet, becoming louder and sharper: "Did you do what happened thirty years ago?"
Zhao Shan shook his head and looked at the puppet in front of him with some pity. He said, "I said that I discovered the secret of the 'Heavenly Book' left by Zhao Jingjue, and planned it for the greatest benefit. In other words, when you and I created the 'Knights', you were originally used to be betrayed. After all, there is no one more worthy of exploitation than a fool."
"certainly!"
"There is one thing I didn't expect!"
"Zhao Jingjue actually has descendants!"
"So, this is all for him?"
The voice of 'The Second Hero of the Thousand Years' turned cold.
"Um!"
"It's all for him. I've suffered a backlash and need to heal. In order to speed up some progress, what's wrong with me swallowing the blood of my descendants? In order to clear some unnecessary obstacles, there's nothing wrong with killing you, right?"
Zhao Shan asked.
The 'Second Warrior of the Thousand Years' did not answer.
The two puppets exploded directly.
Gunpowder mixed with air flow.
The flames suddenly swept through the Taiping Pavilion.
The flying needles and knives hidden in the puppet covered everything within a radius of 15 meters, but the "Second Warrior of the Thousand Autumns" standing at the door directly shouted to the people around him: "Hurry..."
The word "go" was not spoken.
A hand passed through her chest.
Yes, Zhao Shan.
"I've told you before, your puppetry has gone astray. Wood will always be wood, and flesh and blood are the final destination of puppets."
Having said this, Zhao Shan withdrew his hand.
He looked at the remaining members of the 'knights' and the smile on his face disappeared.
"I wanted to play with you guys for a while to relieve the boredom of the day, but since he showed up, you no longer need him... But, you can still make use of him."
Having said this, Zhao Shan suddenly clasped his hands together.
Waves of Buddhist sounds rang out.
The Buddhist chanting, which should have been majestic and calming, turned out to be eerie and soul-snatching.
The remaining members of the 'Knights' who were supposed to leave immediately all stood there in a daze.
They all became stupid and foolish.
Then, from stupidity to confusion.
Then, confusion became determination.
"'Tian Dao League'!"
"Kill the 'Heavenly Alliance' and avenge the five seal masters of 'Farewell After the Mission', 'Hide the Merit and Fame', 'Save Zhao with the Golden Hammer', 'Two Warriors of the Thousand Years', and 'White-haired Taixuan Sutra'!"
Loud shouts rang out from these "knights" members.
Then they turned and left.
Zhao Shan with his hands clasped together could not be seen at all.
When everyone has left.
Zhao Shan suddenly vomited blood.
"Backfire again?"
“It doesn’t matter!”
"There is still a lot of my descendants' heart, flesh and blood - hehe, Zhao Jingjue, do you think you have hidden it well enough? What 'Martial Saint'? You are just a guy who uses the power of 'descendants' to strengthen yourself!"
"Compared with me?"
"We are the same, but I am stronger than you, I live longer than you, and I can also slaughter your descendants!"
"You want to be resurrected in him, right?"
"Don't worry!"
"I won't let you succeed!"
"After all, I am your successor. I am the only one left to destroy your descendants and your hopes."
Zhao Shan started laughing as he spoke.
It was a feeling of joy that came from the heart.
But it's a bit too much.
Like a lunatic.
Zhao Shan turned around and returned to the Taiping Pavilion. The Taiping Pavilion that had been attacked by fire and hidden weapons was completely fine, and the corpses on the ground were also intact. He was ready to choose one to continue.
But before that.
"There is still a long time, don't rush."
"Let me give you a little appetizer first."
"I hope you enjoy your meal."
As he spoke, Zhao Shanqing snapped his fingers.
Bang!
A crisp sound.
On Boxing Gym Street, Goethe, who had just finished his work, was about to wash up. At this moment, he suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at the female swordsman with a strange expression.
"I didn't mean to XXX, it was just that when you turned your back to me just now, you looked so beautiful that I couldn't help it."
Goethe smiled wryly, walked towards the female swordsman, and then suddenly attacked her with a knife.
The female swordsman collapsed directly on the bed.