Chapter 274 Old Injury

Lao Gui said this simply, but Xiao Ming was shocked to hear it.

A person lives in such a world and dares to kill people without any scruples, and also kills bad people with protective umbrellas. What courage and confidence is this?

In this world, there are many good people and many bad people. Good people are the same kind, but bad people have their own bad things.

It is probably unrealistic to kill all the bad guys. Because evil is hidden deep in people, and will grow rapidly under the nourishment of money, power, and beauty. In short, it is nothing more than the word greed.

Therefore, it is difficult to be a good person for the rest of your life, but it is easy to be a bad person.

Xiao Ming believes that he is not a good person, but he is definitely not a bad person. What he advocates is to follow his true intentions and do things. It is not necessary to be worthy of everyone, just be worthy of yourself.

It can also be said that Xiao Ming is a self-centered person.

Therefore, it was absolutely difficult for him to understand what the man named Yang Xiu did.

All living beings are greedy!

No matter how awesome he is, he cannot kill all the bad people in the world. Because if he kills a bad person, there will always be the next bad person to fill it up.

However, Yang Xiu did one thing - let the bad guy hear his name and feel a kind of terrified from his heart.

This is also a shocking effect!

"It's a pity that he died." Xiao Ming sighed.

He sincerely sighed that anyone who is enemies of the world must have this kind of courage to do everything.

Regardless of whether Yang Xiu is related to him or not, courage alone is worthy of Xiao Ming's admiration from the bottom of his heart.

"Yes!" the old ghost nodded and said, "The news of Brother Yang's death was sent back to Yanjing. The evil people slapped the high-high and praised it all night. But those who had received his favor set up a mourning hall for Brother Yang and worshiped and commemorated every day."

Xiao Ming didn't say anything, but he sighed in his heart that the hero's path was originally lonely and tragic, which is the reason why heroes have been portrayed as tragic. The reason why they are called heroes is because they have qualities that ordinary people do not have.

"How did you meet?" Xiao Ming glanced at the old ghost.

"Our acquaintance is actually a coincidence." The old ghost smiled slightly: "Maybe you also know that assassins, we assassins, will work hard for our employer as long as we have money. It happened that Yang Xiu's assassination target was my employer. So, our encounter became destined."

"In that battle, we fought in a dark and almost incomparable way. At that time, I felt like we met the opponent, so I absolutely had no intention of retaining my strength. We were fighting with life-threatening fighting style. Until we were both seriously injured and still fighting, we were both trying to kill each other as our biggest goal."

The old ghost's eyes trembled and he smiled bitterly: "But what I didn't expect was that the employer was actually a despicable villain. He took advantage of the time when we were seriously injured and ordered another group of murderers invited to strangle us. Brother Yang blocked the death sword for me when he was seriously injured!"

Although the old ghost said it easily, Xiao Ming was frightened. He could almost imagine the dangerous scene at that time.

"The employer underestimated the power of Brother Yang and I being together. In that battle, Brother Yang and I killed twenty-three martial artists in total, and only one leader escaped. Then, I personally cut the employer's throat in front of Brother Yang and put his head in front of him." The old ghost said with cold eyes.

This is the revenge of a cold-blooded killer!

"Brother Yang and I became brothers of life and death. Under his influence, I began to embark on the same path as him and kill bad people!" The old ghost's eyes gradually dimmed: "It's a pity that the good times didn't last long. After only two years of cooperation, I received the news of his death, saying that he died on Qingyun Mountain. Brother Yang was dead, so I was disheartened, so I hid in this place where no one knew and prepared to spend the rest of my life alone."

"Qingyun Mountain!"

Hearing these three words, Xiao Ming almost jumped around.

"What's wrong with you?" The old ghost was a little unhappy by the boy's shock.

Xiao Ming glanced at the old ghost deeply and said, "I came from Qingyun Mountain."

"Did you come out of Qingyun Mountain? No... I went to Qingyun Mountain many years ago to investigate. There were almost no families nearby, only a mountain house that picked herbs." The old ghost wondered.

"Does that mountain dwelling live on the hillside?" Xiao Ming asked in a deep voice.

"Yes! The owner of the Yamado is a very strange person, probably a person who is proficient in medicine. He has a girl in white at home. She is extremely beautiful but has a cold personality." The old ghost said puzzledly: "But I talked to him for a long time, but I didn't know about Brother Yang."

"That mountain man is my master. That girl in white is my senior sister." Xiao Ming said word by word.

"Oh? Then why didn't I see you when I went?" The old ghost was very strange.

"When you went, it was in the morning?" Xiao Ming asked.

"That's right, it was around 8 o'clock in the morning. I drank a cup of hot tea there, chatted for a few words before leaving." The old ghost nodded.

"That's right! At 8 o'clock in the morning, I should be collecting herbs and memorizing the formulas in the mountains. It's normal for you to not see me." Xiao Ming said excitedly.

"So, your master didn't tell me the truth at that time. But why did he lie to me?" The old ghost said in confusion.

"I am an orphan. According to my master, he picked me up from the foot of the mountain. I only know that there is this piece of ancient jade hanging around my neck and a note with my birth date and name written on it." Xiao Ming said in a low voice: "To go down the mountain this time, I am also to find out my life experience."

"Is it... Brother Yang who sent you to Qingyun Mountain?" The old ghost suddenly thought of a possibility.

"Why did he send me to the mountain?" Xiao Ming asked back.

"I'm not very clear. After Brother Yang's death, I investigated the cause of his death in Yanjing, but found no useful information. The only thing I know is who he accepted the entrusted person and what the task he took. But who is this person and what the task is, I have investigated for a year without any news." The old ghost shook his head helplessly.

Xiao Ming seemed to be poured down by a basin of cold water, and the flame that had just ignited was instantly extinguished.

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment!

Seeing Xiao Ming's depressed look, the old ghost said, "No matter whether you are Brother Yang or not, it is certain that you must be very important to him. Otherwise, he would not hand over his token to you."

Xiao Ming lowered his head and touched the piece of ancient jade in his hand, nodded and said, "Although I don't have him in my memory, I can feel that he is always protecting me."

"Brother Yang, how good are you there?" The old ghost suddenly burst into tears, as if it was difficult to suppress his emotions.

A peerless strong man cried like a child when he saw a token. It can be seen how sincere their friendship is.

"Senior, do you have any old injuries on your body?" Xiao Ming asked carefully.
Chapter completed!