"Father?" Wuqi asked in a shock.

"Yes." Perot nodded affirmatively, pointed at the Ghost Hand Qian, and said, "If he hadn't stole all the pills left by Brother Qingchengzi back then, how could your biological father be easily killed?"

As soon as this said, Wuqi's body shook so much. He had already seen the murder of his father from the prophet. Perot knew about this and it was his own relationship.

However, he never expected that his father's death would be related to the Ghost Hands. He always thought that his father's death was because of his poor strength and being plotted against him, so he lost his life. He never thought that there was another reason.

Now that I think about it, it seems that it is really related to Ghost Hand Qian. If Ghost Hand Qian really stole all his father's magic medicine more than 5,000 years ago, then his father's death would be caused indirectly by him.

Because, as my godfather said just now, those elixirs have miraculous effects far beyond his imagination. If they were not stolen, but were all on my father, then even if his father was plotted against him, he would not die. He could recover his strength by taking it in time. Just like the restored pill, those elixirs can help his father get out of danger and avoid death.

With this thought, Wuqi finally understood why Guishouqian suddenly appeared here and why he was willing to give himself the restoration pill that he had finally obtained without compensation. It turned out that everything was for atonement.

"So that's the case." After thinking through the whole story, Wuqi nodded slightly and said subconsciously.

Perot understood Wuqi's meaning, nodded heavily, and said, "This is the truth." Afterwards, he stepped forward, grabbed the collar of the ghost handmaster, and directly lifted the other party up, with a fierce look on his eyes and asked with an unkind look: "Take the things over quickly!

You damn liar, I was too anxious to be deceived by you back then, but I didn't realize that you were the old thief who stole all the pills from Brother Qingchengzi, and you easily believed you and came here and was forced to guard Jubaoshan for five thousand years. Today I don't teach you a lesson, so I won't be Perro!

If it weren't for you, Brother Qingchengzi should be able to live well now! It's all you! It's all you..."

At this point, Perot's right hand was raised quickly, and he would slap the ghost hand's dry face directly.

Seeing this, Ghost Hand Qian trembled even more violently, and he quickly begged for mercy with horror: "Brother, don't beat me! Please show mercy and let me go. I was trying to save people back then, but I had no choice, it was really not intentional."

"Didn't it intentionally?" Perot couldn't help but sneer when he heard this, and suddenly lifted Guishouqian's body higher, saying, "I care whether you did it intentionally or not, I only look at the results.

It was because you stole Brother Qingchengzi's pills that he died in the hands of a group of people who were not as strong as him! If I couldn't find you, it would be fine, but now I have finally found it. Do you think I will let you go?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Perot's expression became cold and he stopped talking any more. His arm fell heavily downwards. With a "bang!", he directly dropped a palm, and slapped the old face of Ghost Hands with great force, making an extremely crisp and light sound.

However, Guishou Qian did not get slanted with his mouth and his eyes were slanted, and his mouth and nose were bleeding, and there was not even a trace of blood flowing out of the corners of his mouth.

Perot knew that it must be Wuqi's trick. He turned his head and saw that it was indeed the case.

At this time, Wuqi's left cheek was swollen high, half of his face turned completely purple, bleeding from the corners of his mouth, and coughing heavily.

"Ahem...ahhhh..."

"Godson, why do you want to do this?" Perot was a little angry, and he questioned dissatisfiedly about Wuqi's behavior of launching substitution techniques.

Wuqi coughed up a mouthful of blood, took a few more deep breaths, and completely restored his heartbeat to normal rhythm, and then he spoke slowly and explained: "Godfather, no, it's just because I believe in Grandpa Ghost Hand Qian. He is not a bad person. He said that he stole all the pills to save people, and it must be true. Moreover, you can't hit him."

"Why?" Perot was puzzled.

"Because..." Wu Qi looked at Guishouqian when he heard this, squeezed out a sincere smile at him, then spoke, faced Du Luo again, and said, "Your lives were saved by Grandpa Guishouqian.

He stole my father's pills back then. No matter what, he should be responsible for my father's death, which is considered to be a life. But today he has paid off his life, so you can't hit him. If you insist on hitting me, I can only use the substitute technique to replace the Ghost Hand Qian and be beaten by you."

Perro was puzzled by this and it made everyone on the side puzzled. Nakelulu was even more straightforward and couldn't help but feel curious. She spoke directly and said to Wuqi: "Slug! What are you talking about? Why can't I understand!"

"Yes! Master, you are not confused, are you? Why do you have to help him for no reason? You should help Master Wu Sheng!"

"Yes, boss! Although we have seen Ghost Hand Qian, he has indeed saved you before, but he has killed your father after all!"

When others heard this, they couldn't help but speak. Perot himself was the same. Only Xiaodie believed Wuqi from beginning to end, and stood on Wuqi's side without hesitation, saying, "Don't say anything, I believe that Archie must have his reasons for doing this. We should believe him, not blame him."

Yun Zhihao nodded, calmest, thought for a moment, and said in agreement: "Yes. There must be a reason for the short man to do this. Let's listen to his reasons before talking about it."

As soon as these words were spoken, all kinds of accusations of varying degrees became lighter, becoming less and less, and in the end, they finally disappeared.

Wuqi knew that now was the best time, so without hesitation, he spoke directly and sent the Ghost Hand Qian to himself to save everyone's lives.

After hearing this, everyone understood why Wuqi stopped Perot. Perot himself finally understood Wuqi. Although this result was unexpected and difficult for him to accept, he had to accept it. Because he could still live now because of the contribution of the restoration pill, not Wuqi.

"Since you saved all of our lives." In the end, Perot sighed, forgave Ghost Hand Qian, and said, "Then the matter of stealing the pills will be written off."

As soon as this said, the awkward atmosphere was finally gone. Perot let go of Ghost Hand Qian, and Ghost Hand Qian also breathed a sigh of relief and was no longer worried.

The next moment, several deep crow's feet appeared at the corner of Ghost Handan's eyes. He looked at everyone with a smile. His whole aura suddenly changed, as if he had completely changed someone, with white hair floating, twisting his beard with his hands, and becoming unfathomable again, like a paradise, which made people unable to face it.

Seeing him like this, many people couldn't help laughing, and Wuqi was no exception. Because everyone knew that he was pretending, otherwise he wouldn't have such a embarrassed side before.

Seeing everyone's smiling faces, Ghost Hand Qian was extremely embarrassed and coughed deliberately, wanting everyone to be more serious and serious, and said, "No matter what, you should call me senior, right? No matter what I say, it is your elders. Is that how you treat elders?"

Unfortunately, no one listened to him. It would be fine if he didn't say this. Once he said it, the effect was even more counterproductive and amused everyone. Nakelulu was even more straightforward. She held her stomach and said with a smile: "Forget it. Old liar, you are just an old thief who has lived for thousands of years. Let me call me a senior thief, and I am the first one to be unhappy."

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Chapter completed!