From Zhang Chengye's words, Ye Yang could at least determine one piece of information, that is, He Haoyu had known that Zhang Chengye's grandfather came from a family of executioners.

He was under severe punishment at that time, but he still refused to tell his birth date, maybe he could escape death.

For He Haoyu, this requires taking a huge risk.

A little carelessness in martial arts fighting will lead to eternal disaster. Is the reason why he dares to fight with a family of magicians just because of his high skills and boldness?

Zhang Chengye took a sip of tea and continued: "Of course my father will not give up. Unless He Haoyu dies, the Zhang family can only be executioners. The Zhang family has been executioners for five generations. How can outsiders know the bitterness of it?"

"But my master is just an executioner, a man of low reputation. He has many connections to get to the gate of the Governor's Mansion, let alone go to kill people in the Governor's Mansion."

"My father was guarding the gate of the Governor's Mansion day and night, trying to kill He Haoyu. But he could never wait for the other party to come out. He Haoyu seemed to have grown up inside the Governor's Mansion, never leaving the door. In the end,

Far away, I am also standing at the gate of the Governor's Mansion."

"At that position, you can only hit the opponent with a gun, but who dares to stand at the door of the Governor's Mansion with a gun and aim in?"

Zhang Chengye shook his head and said: "My father has been guarding outside the Governor's Mansion for five years. Finally, when someone attacked the Governor's Mansion, he sneaked in with them. After the battle, even the Governor was killed. He Hao

But in Yu, you can’t see people alive, and you can’t see corpses even if you are dead.”

"Because our Zhang family couldn't kill He Haoyu, we can only continue to work as executioners."

Ye Yang asked back: "How do you know that He Haoyu is not dead?"

"He is definitely not dead!" Zhang Chengye said: "My father and I have tried to wash our hands in the golden basin. Every time, the water turns into blood. That means He Haoyu is definitely still alive."

Ye Yang said in a deep voice: "If He Haoyu hadn't died, he would be over a hundred years old now, right?"

"It's older than that!" Zhang Chengye said: "If my father were alive, he would be one hundred fifty or sixty years old now. He Haoyu would be about the same age as him when he was killed!"

Zhang Chengye said: "Mr. Ye, actually even if you don't come to me, I plan to go to the Governor's Mansion."

Zhang Chengye pointed at Zhang Qiang: "For this boy, even if I risk my life, I still have to touch the Governor's Mansion!"

"The executioner's profession is in decline. When I was young, I could still carry out executions with a gun. When I get older, there will be no fixed person to carry out executions."

"Today's public sorcerers, gangsters, and jailers still exist, but the executioners have left the public. Some people rely on the secret skills passed down from their ancestors to travel around the world, and some people can only switch to other professions."

Zhang Chengye's eyes turned red when he said this: "The Zhang family can't be executioners in the world of the world, so they can only do this business in the underworld."

"My father went to the underworld for me, and my son went to the underworld for Zhang Qiang. If the Zhang family doesn't do this, they will have to kill others with their own lives!"

"I'm already this old, and Zhang Qiang, a little bastard, doesn't even have a wife. When I kick my legs off, he won't be able to enter the industry even if he doesn't want to!"

"How many years can I live? Zhang Qiang will get married and have children now. How long can I protect him? Once I die and he leaves, who will pass on the Zhang family's secret skills? Without the secret skills, I can no longer kill He Haoyu.

Isn’t it true that the Zhang family has lost its roots?”

Ye Yang listened quietly to what he said, and then said: "Why did Zhang Qiang go to the Governor's Mansion?"

Zhang Chengye cursed loudly: "This little bastard just doesn't know how high the sky is, so he has to study the Governor's Mansion. He doesn't know what he's going to study. After learning a few things, he feels that he can slay demons. See Tian'er think

Run to the Governor's Mansion. His grandma's..."

Ye Yang looked at Zhang Qiang and said, "What results have you come up with?"

Zhang Qiang said: "The Governor's Mansion actually does not exist!"

"Huh?" Ye Yang frowned slightly: "What do you mean?"

Zhang Qiang said: "I realized that the Governor's Mansion is trying to pick people. When it wants you to see it, it is the suburb of Nanfeng City. When it doesn't want you to see it, it is a wasteland."

Zhang Qiang took out a lot of photos and hand-drawn sketches and put them all on the table: "I can't find any information about the Governor's Mansion in the archives. Even the local chronicles don't mention the Governor's Mansion."

"Moreover, look here." Zhang Qiang took out a map: "All the vacant land marked near the Governor's Mansion is under real estate development everywhere. No one is using such a large vacant land. Do you think it's reasonable?"

"Also, if everyone knows about the Governor's Mansion, it should at least be turned into a museum or a cultural relic protection unit. However, the Governor's Mansion seems to have disappeared out of thin air in Yecheng, and no one has ever mentioned it!"

"I asked around, and some people said that it used to be a military governor's mansion. I don't know where it went after that. People nearby said that the grass there was too deep, that many people had died in the past, and that it was often haunted. It's easy to get infected there.

Ghost. So no one goes there."
Chapter completed!