The Martial Son-in-law

2This kind of uncontrollable tears came from the bottom of his heart. Zhao Tang had only cried twice in his life.    

    

The first time was on the day his true love passed away, and the second time was now.    

    

Zhao Tang didn't know what kind of fortune he had gained in his previous life, to be able to become Zhang Chu's brother in this life.    

    

From the very beginning, Zhao Tang knew that Zhang Chu's trust in him would never be as loyal as Yuan Zhihong's. However, every time this happened, Zhang Chu would always stand behind him without holding anything back. It turned out that Zhang Chu's distrust was not because of suspicion, but because he failed to meet his expectations.    

    

Perhaps...    

    

With Zhang Chu's eyesight, he had seen through the knot in his heart from the beginning, so he was waiting for the day when he truly transformed.    

    

This kind of painstaking effort made Zhao Tang shed tears of gratitude.    

    

He would never forget to go through this life and death experience with this brother in his life!    

    

There were very few delicate movements between men, but at this moment, Zhang Chu wiped away the tears at the corners of Zhao Tang's eyes and patted Zhao Tang's shoulder. "Don't feel burdened. I am waiting for you to remove the knot in your heart and fulfill your promise. Then, you will create a grand plan for me. You are my most capable assistant. I can't leave you! "    

    

Zhang Chu did not hesitate to show the weight of Zhao Tang in his heart.    

    

Zhao Tang almost burst into tears several times, but he forced himself to hold it back.    

    

Liu Shishi was the most important person in Zhao Tang's memory, and Zhang Chu was the most important person in reality.    

    

"Brother Chu, in this life, I am willing to help you with the knife in your hand, I will help you overcome all obstacles, and die!" Zhao Tang clenched his fists, and his eyes were like torches as he stared at Zhang Chu and spoke with a sonorous and forceful voice.    

    

"It's still the same thing. I believe you." Zhang Chu nodded slightly. "Next, we will follow your plan."    

    

This conversation solved the knot in Zhao Tang's heart. It made Zhao Tang understand that although memories were important, people and things in reality were equally important.    

    

Shakespeare once said, "Foolish people, don't leave dead flowers outside. You can't part with the past, and you can't walk towards the future."    

    

Zhang Chu hoped that Zhao Tang could face Yu Sheng calmly, and not live forever in the cocoon he had woven.    

    

After watching Zhao Tang leave, Zhang Chu lowered his head to look at Qin Sitong. He found that Qin Sitong was looking at him with her eyes wide open.    

    

It turned out that Qin Sitong had already woken up when Zhao Tang came in. She had also heard the conversation just now.    

    

Qin Sitong touched Zhang Chu's face in pain. "Why do you always carry all the burden on yourself? Why don't you just treat yourself well?"    

    

Untying the knot in Zhao Tang's heart was important, but was it really worth it to let himself be covered in injuries in order to undo the knot?    

    

Qin Sitong did not break the claypot and ask to the end.    

    

Because Qin Sitong knew that even if she really asked, Zhang Chu's answer would definitely be 'worth it'.    

    

Time was sometimes very fast, and sometimes very slow. The speed of loss depended on one's mentality.    

    

Happy times were always short, and painful times were always long.    

    

Zhang Chu's current mood was definitely not happy. But the speed at which time passed by was also very fast, proving that there was nothing in this world that was neither black nor white.    

    

At six o'clock in the morning, two disciples of the Exquisite Brush Hall opened the curtain and walked in.    

    

As soon as the two of them spoke, Zhang Chu could tell that they were Jin Ping and Jin Li.    

    

"Chief Chu, Miss Qin, it's time. Let's go." Jin Ping stood to the side and made an inviting gesture. His attitude was completely different from the first time they met. His words were filled with respect.    

    

It seemed that Zhang Chu's suspicion was right. There were ears on the wall!    

    

The conversation between Zhang Chu and Zhao Tang last night must have spread throughout the entire Exquisite Brush Hall. Perhaps it was because of the relationship between Zhang Chu and Zhao Tang that Jin Ping and Jin Li's attitude towards Zhang Chu had changed greatly. This was called not looking at the monk but looking at the Buddha.    

    

Qin Sitong helped Zhang Chu up. Under the escort of the two brothers, they arrived at a place more than 200 meters east of the camp.    

    

Two holes about one meter in diameter and 1.5 meters deep appeared in front of them.    

    

According to what Zhao Tang said, the Exquisite Brush Hall planned to bury Zhang Chu and Qin Sitong alive. This way, they would be able to kill the two of them without any blood. This was the most 'cultured' way of dying.    

    

Little did they know that burying them alive was much more painful than killing them with a single slash.    

    

However, the two brothers, Jin Ping and Jin Li, did not bury the pit directly. Instead, they exposed Zhang Chu and Qin Sitong's heads and buried them in the soil below their necks. According to what the two brothers said, after they died, the heads that were exposed could be used as food for the animals. It could be considered an improved version of the 'Heavenly Burial'.    

    

"You've really thought it through." Zhang Chu sneered and mocked them.    

    

Jin Ping shrugged his shoulders disapprovingly. "Chief Chu, you are good to Zhao Tang. We will remember it in our hearts. However, if you want to make a grand plan, you must make a certain sacrifice. Your existence, To the Exquisite Brush Hall, it wasn't a good thing at all. According to our sect leader, "We don't want to waste our time dealing with you when we're fighting with the Bright Thunder Pavilion and the Scorching Sun Sect."    

    

"Don't you think that's unnecessary? Wouldn't it be better if you just cut me in half?" Zhang Chu asked curiously.    

    

Jin Li said casually, "That's what I told the sect leader, but the sect leader said that you are Zhao Tang's brother. It would be too heartless to use the sword of our Exquisite Brush Hall to kill you. This is good for everyone. "    

    

"Hehe." Zhang Chu was so angry that he laughed. He could not help but mock, "I should say... " Are you scholars too good at playing, or are you too good at comforting yourself? To use such a cruel method of killing... You speak so righteously. It seems that the old saying is correct. "There is no such thing as a righteous sect or a crooked sect in this world. What exists is only something that can be said and not said."    

    

"Sigh... a man who is about to die will always say good things. Why does Chief Chu need to do that?" Jin Ping sighed. Looking at what he meant, he blamed Zhang Chu for not understanding the current situation.    

    

Jin Ping and Jin Li looked at each other and stopped talking. They threw Zhang Chu and Qin Sitong to the ground and turned around to leave.    

    

Qin Sitong, who was buried by the side, said while panting, "I can't breathe..."    

    

She was buried under her neck, and the soil was very solid. Her chest was squeezed, so she naturally could not breathe.    

    

Zhang Chu comforted Qin Sitong to hold on for a while longer. Only when he was sure that the people from the Exquisite Brush Hall had set off for Sky Mountain did Zhang Chu effortlessly pull out an arm from the soil. He casually struck the ground with his palm, and with the counterforce, his entire body 'scuttled' out of the soil.    

    

Qin Sitong, whose face had turned ashen, was stunned.    

    

"You... Didn't your true qi have already been sealed? Why..."    

    

"Hehe, right after they sealed it, my back foot was unsealed. That Ink Pen Pill Green Formation can only seal a Middle Period of Foundation Stage cultivation base. It doesn't work on me, a Peak of Foundation Stage warrior." While they were talking, Zhang Chu had already started using his hand to throw away the soil around Qin Sitong.