Peerless Xuantian Record

Chapter 384
Xu Zongren stared at Lao Jiang's words in a daze. Although he doubted Lao Jiang, he couldn't see any flaws in the words. Could it be that his suspicion was wrong?
Xu Zongren sat alone at the table thinking. He always felt that Lao Jiang was weird when he was writing just now, but he couldn't tell what was wrong with him. . . . .

Xu Zongren thought for a long time at the table, then got up and paced back and forth in the room. Suddenly, his brain was frozen in the moment when Lao Jiang held the pen. . . . . .Lao Jiang is different from ordinary literati. He is a martial artist, so every time he holds a pen, he must have a habitual movement. He will hold his right wrist with his left hand, and then let his right wrist turn back and forth several times, just like before a fight. General preparatory activities.Because of this, Xu Zongren once laughed at Lao Jiang, saying that he was neither civil nor martial, but Lao Jiang himself said that he had formed a habit and could not change it in his life.Since it can't be changed for the rest of his life, what happened when he just picked up the brush and wrote it?Xu Zongren thought of many reasons, but in the end he couldn't convince himself. There was only one reason. The reason why it was a habit was completely subconscious, and the moment Lao Jiang held the pen was so natural, without the slightest hesitation. , indicating that this is his habitual action. If this is the case, then this Lao Jiang may be a fake, so where is the real Lao Jiang?Another question flashed in Xu Zongren's mind. . . . . .

Xu Zongren found Leng Qingqiu and told him what he had found. After hearing about it, Leng Qingqiu agreed: "Brother Zong, I think your analysis is very reasonable, but as for the real old Jiang, I think he has probably been killed. "

Although Xu Zongren had an ominous premonition in his heart, he was unwilling to pierce this layer of paper. It was not until Leng Qingqiu bluntly pierced this layer of window paper that he had no choice but to face the reality. He also understood that if the other party really It's a fake Lao Jiang, so how could this person keep the real Lao Jiang in the world, adding disaster to himself?

Xu Zongren was silent and stopped talking. Leng Qingqiu didn't know whether he was thinking about countermeasures or mourning Lao Jiang. He sat quietly by the side and poured himself a drink. . . . .

After a long time, Xu Zongren suddenly said: "Brother Leng, this old Jiang is a traitor, I'm here to deal with him, you and Zhong Hufa don't want to interfere, the real old Jiang has probably been murdered, I want to avenge him with my own hands. "

Leng Qingqiu nodded while holding the wine glass, Xu Zongren got up and wanted to leave, when he passed by Leng Qingqiu, he heard Leng Qingqiu say quietly: "Be careful, the Palace Master doesn't want to see you in trouble."

"Mmm..." Xu Zongren responded and strode away. . . . .

(End of this chapter)