The short-lived ghost of the Xie family has lived a long life

Chapter 643 Who is it?
When drinking in the same place, the rules are still the same, one person per person.

After drinking both jars, both of them were a little drunk.

Bu Liu looked at Xie Zhifei without blinking.

Xie Zhifei was offended by him, "Brother Bu, is there something wrong with my face?"

Bu Liu shook his head, "Thank you, brother, the Ministry of War came to see me today. Your Majesty appointed me to the Bu Family Army to go out with him in three months."

The material is correct.

Xie Zhifei picked up the bowl and said, "Brother Bu, I have nothing else to say. I wish you success with His Majesty and a safe return."

Bu Liu laughed, raised his head and drank all the wine in the bowl, and then refilled their bowls.

"For this bowl, I would like to thank my brother. One for saving my life that day, and two for helping me find out the real culprit."

Xie Zhifei: "Brother Bu, you're welcome. I'm checking for myself too."

Bu Liu leaned forward, his eyes filled with coolness, "Then who is he coming for?"

Xie Zhifei followed his gaze, neither hiding nor letting go, "No matter who it is, the result will be our death."

Bu Liu smiled silently, "So Brother Xie asked Brother Zhu Qing to send the message. Do you want me to help you avenge this?"

Xie Zhifei approached Bu Liu and whispered, "I will avenge you."

Bu Liu's throat slid, "I am a prince and a relative of the emperor. How can I avenge this?"

"Unless one dies, hatred will remain."

Xie Zhifei slowly sat upright, "There will always be a day when I can repay."

"Ambitious."

Bu Liu shouted, "Thank you, brother, for this sentence, we have to touch one."

"Dry."

As soon as the wine bowls touched each other, they drank all the wine, and their drunkenness became half stronger.

Bu Liu put his hand on Xie Zhifei's shoulder and said casually: "Brother Xie, from whom did you learn this good sword skill?"

"Guard Zhu Qing, he taught me all my kung fu."

"Have you never had another master?"

"No."

Bu Liu's eyes flashed slightly.

In order to find out who Xie Zhifei was, he secretly searched the Xie family, including the two personal guards around him.

Zhu Qing doesn't use a knife at all, only a sword.

He is lying.

There was a thin layer of coldness in Bu Liu's eyes, "Thank you, brother, Brother Bu has an uninvited invitation.

"Just say it."

"Can Zhu Qing teach me some of his sword skills?"

He sighed, "Last time I was hit by a sword in the abdomen, my vitality was severely damaged, and I had no eyes for swords and guns on the battlefield. I am an old man and a young man at the bottom of my step six. I don't want to be wrapped in horse leather."

"This..." Xie Zhifei dug his thumbs slightly.

"Brother Xie is in trouble, forget it. As soon as I saw the sword technique, it was very unusual. It may be Brother Zhu's unique skill and is not passed down to others."

This is true. Xie Zhifei should and should not.

After thinking about it for a while, he said loudly: "It is indeed Zhu Qing's unique skill. It is not spread to outsiders. After drinking for a while, Brother Bu and I will compare notes."

To make a gesture is to let someone steal a lesson.

His father once told him that except for the last two moves of the Zheng family's swordsmanship, which cannot be taught to others, the rest can be passed on to others.

"Good brother, come here, I respect you."

Bu Liu was overjoyed and toasted Xie Zhifei three glasses of wine.

……

An open space with no one around is a good place to draw signs.

After drinking, Xie Zhifei felt a little unsteady on the knife in his hand. After Bu Liu made a few moves, he felt something was wrong.

What Bu Liu used turned out to be the Zheng Family Sword.

broken.

Could it be that he also learned it?
Before Xie Zhifei had time to think of a way to deal with it, he was suddenly stabbed hard on the back, almost knocking out all the wine in his stomach.

Just as he was about to fight back, his right leg was stabbed hard on the back.

This is an injured leg that has just healed.

Xie Zhifei was so painful that he broke into cold sweat: "Brother Bu, what are you..."

As soon as he started talking, he received another stab in the chest.

Xie Zhifei staggered back a few steps, the reluctance in his heart and the smell of alcohol rising up together, and the knife in his hand instantly became sharper.

After a few rounds, both of them became red-eyed.

Suddenly, Bu Liu shouted loudly, and the knife turned and went straight to Xie Zhifei's head.Zhu Qing in the distance was suddenly frightened and said, "Third Master, be careful."

Xie Zhifei's mind was trembling, and he subconsciously moved the long knife upwards, then pointed it towards Bu Liu's head.

Bu Liu was on guard early and quickly turned his head, but his neck was still scratched by the blade, bleeding profusely.

No one expected this scene.

Zhang Kui rushed over, "Boss!"

"Go away!"

Bu Liu waved Zhang Kui away, walked up to Xie Zhifei with a livid face, grabbed his collar, and dragged him away.

"Boss?"

"Third Master?"

Bu Liuyi turned his head and said with a fierce expression, "No one should follow you. If you follow, I will kill you."

Xie Zhifei didn't understand what stimulated this man, "General Bu, what are you doing? If you have anything to say, please..."

"who are you?"

Bu Liu slammed Xie Zhifei to the ground, threw himself at him, pressed him tightly, and grabbed his throat with his big palms.

"I ask you, who are you?"

"Thank you Zhifei."

Thick blood burst out from Bu Liu's eyeballs, and Xie Zhifei heard the rattling sound in his bones.

"Brother Bu..."

An iron fist came down, grazing Xie Zhifei's ear and falling to the ground, creating a crater in the frozen ground.

Bu Liu took a few heavy breaths, looking like a wild animal.

"Tell me, who are you? Why did you use the last two moves of the Zheng Family Sword to kill?"

Xie Zhifei was completely sober.

He never dreamed that Bu Liu would know the last two decisive moves of Zheng Jiadao, let alone that he would expose a flaw by using one of the moves.

wrong.

He also used this trick the last time they were in danger.

So, he invited him for a drink today, got him half drunk, and then lured him into a fight, just to force him to tell the truth?

Damn it, he looks like a martial artist, but his mind is as fine as a needle. No wonder he is appreciated by His Majesty.

Then.

Say?
Still don't say it?

Say, is the person in front of you trustworthy?Will he betray himself as soon as he turns around?How risky is this?

Not to mention, how to deal with this level?

No way to cope.

Since he was suspicious, he would definitely find out clearly that Zhu Qing didn't use a knife at all.Just when he was talking, he once again showed his flaws.

What are the consequences of being unable to cope?
The thread he had finally connected with Bu Liu was suddenly cut off;

Not only that, Bu Liu will also guard against him;
Even for this reason, he turned around and got close to the King of Han;

In a flash of lightning, Xie Zhifei made an instant decision.

His voice was so low it was almost as if it was squeezed out of his throat, "Where did you go on July [-]th this year?"

Bu Liu's anger reached its peak. This kid actually dared... to question him?

"If you want to know who I am, just answer honestly."

Hey!
This kid still has the upper hand!

"On Ghost Festival, I went to burn paper for the general."

Sure enough it was him!

Sure enough it was him!

The pile of ashes in front of my grandfather's grave was left by him.

"Burn every year?"

"Burn on Qingming Festival, burn on Ghost Festival, burn every year. If I don't burn, who else in the world will burn for them?"

Bu Liu's breath became heavier and heavier, and his eyes almost popped out, "Tell me, who are you from the Zheng family?"

Xie Zhifei stretched out his hand with difficulty, hooked Bu Liu's head, and moved down, then down.

Until Bu Liu's ear was close to his lips.

He spoke softly.

"I am the boy who has never left the Zheng family's Haitang Courtyard since he was born - Zheng Huaizuo."

(End of this chapter)