Chapter 250

"Two of dots."

"Pong! Five ten-thousands."

"Mahjong."

A round ended. Liu Yumei picked up a piece of cloud cake, put it into her mouth, and took a bite. The small change in front of her had already been lost, so she threw out a large bill for them to break themselves.

She picked up her cup and sipped her tea; the afternoon sun combined with the gentle breeze brought a just-right, pleasant laziness.

At the kitchen door, Liu Yi picked up a large stone and placed it on a large vat to pickle the salted vegetables the family would eat next season.

Qin Shu was building something in the field in front of the dam, planning to make a flower room.

When they lived in the university faculty housing, the old lady demanded that they grow vegetables where flowers should have been planted. Now that they live in the countryside, there are too many places to grow vegetables and grain, so the old lady wants to grow some flowers.

In the morning, Li Sanjiang saw this scene and lost his temper a bit, asking: "Can you eat flowers!"

The old lady replied directly: "A Li wants to see flowers."

Li Sanjiang immediately said: "Hmm, planting some flowers is quite good; anyway, there's enough grain at home to eat."

The card game continued.

Granny Hua opened her mouth and asked: "How come I haven't seen Lord Sanjiang?"

Liu Jinxia: "He went to sit for the funeral rites."

Granny Hua: "I saw him wandering around the village this morning."

Liu Jinxia: "That's a strange thing to say; who can predict when someone will die?"

Granny Hua: "That's not what I meant."

Liu Jinxia: "This is sitting for the beginning and end; as soon as someone passes away, you have to go to the house to take charge and greet people."

Granny Hua: "Got it, no wonder."

In some families, there aren't many relatives or many people, and they lack someone to take charge, so they invite someone experienced like Li Sanjiang to handle it from the beginning. Today isn't the funeral; on the actual day of the funeral, Qin Shu, Lord Shan, and the others will have to bring paper offerings, tables, and chairs to help out.

Liu Jinxia reached out, picked up a piece of cloud cake, put it in her mouth, and smiled while chewing:

"This is delicious. I took two pieces back yesterday, and my Xiang Hou and Little Cui Hou each had one; they were both very happy. I want to ask Sister Liu for some more today."

Liu Yumei: "As long as the children like to eat them, it's fine. When the game breaks up, have A Ting count them, and whatever is left over, I'll pack it all up for you to take back."

Liu Jinxia: "Done, thank you."

Those in this line of work are best at reading people. Liu Jinxia had long seen that Liu Yumei wasn't the type to be petty; if you want something, just ask her directly, don't be coy.

Granny Hua was even more direct, asking: "Is there any of that mung bean one from last time left?"

Liu Yi at the kitchen door shouted: "That one is gone. I'm going to pick up goods tomorrow morning, so you'll be able to eat it tomorrow afternoon. Also, there's the golden silk pastry that Auntie Lian's children like; I specifically asked them to prepare more this time."

Granny Hua smiled: "That's great, but no need for too much. There's only one person in my house; share more with Auntie Lian, her family has many mouths to feed."

Granny Hua is the orphan of a martyr. Ever since she met Liu Yumei, she had never been polite with this Sister Liu, but instead felt close to her from the bottom of her heart, truly treating her as a sister.

Liu Yumei also treated her a bit differently, often calling her "Crazy Granny." Granny Hua, who was always known for her explosive temper, was called that here and wouldn't get angry, but instead would respond with a chuckle.

Wang Lian's face showed embarrassment: "How can I be so embarrassed, how can I be so embarrassed."

Coming every time and taking every time, she could only send some vegetables from home and help sweep the dam. She knew she was taking advantage and didn't want to be thick-skinned, but the situation at home was just like that. Every time she went back after the game broke up, her grandchildren who had finished school would look at her with expectant eyes, hoping she could pull something delicious out of her pocket.

In the new round of drawing cards, Wang Lian sat out.

Liu Yumei's hand, which was drawing cards, suddenly paused.

Immediately, the long card in her hand turned; the face of the card, carrying a reflection, shone into everyone's eyes at the card table. Then she inserted the card into the crack of the table and flicked it with her fingertip.

Liu Jinxia, Granny Hua, and Wang Lian all stopped their movements, their eyes becoming cloudy.

It wasn't until the old lady finished doing this that Qin Shu stopped his work, straightened his body, and looked toward the village entrance.

Liu Yi stopped cutting vegetables and spun the knife in her palm like a flower.

Seven clear and straightforward killing intents were constantly approaching here.

The last time this situation occurred at home was when Lin Shu You's master and grandfather came.

It's just that that pair of grandfather and grandson had deliberately revealed the aura of the Guan Jiang Shou that time; they were here to demand an explanation and brought a fierce aura, not a killing aura. That was why Zhuangzhuang was able to mediate, leaving room for the old lady to choose to let it go lightly.

If that pair of grandfather and grandson had come today with their killing aura fully exposed, then forget about Zhuangzhuang; even if Li Zhuiyuan personally pleaded for mercy, it would be absolutely impossible for that family temple to remain, regardless of how smoothly they knelt and slid later.

Even the misunderstanding itself was unimportant, and there was no need to explain it.

This really wasn't purely for the sake of family face, but because the Dragon King's family had stood for a long time, and enemies were all over the world. If you dare to show weakness yourself, countless things will immediately swarm up like crazy to tear you apart.

A Li's situation is the best example; it's nothing more than the Qin and Liu families not only showing weakness on the spiritual side, but completely collapsing their framework.

Li Zhuiyuan wanted to go to their door to cancel their household registration, and he still had to lure the other party to take the initiative to say "I want to exterminate your whole family." This isn't because Li Zhuiyuan doesn't understand the rules of the world, but because he has no choice.

First, he is river-walking; river-walkers already have heavy karma, and he is even more heavily focused on by the Heavenly Dao;

Second, there is now a clear tacit understanding between him and the Heavenly Dao. He dared to take action against the Pudu Zhenjun on the seabed and look directly at the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, also because he knew the Heavenly Dao needed him to state his position.

Therefore, the boy must pursue procedural justice in his actions. No choice, who told the Heavenly Dao to stand behind him and watch?

The old lady here doesn't have so many scruples; just follow the old rules of the world.

You dare to come to the door with killing intent; if you can still leave alive today, then I will take down the plaque of this Dragon King's doorstep with my own hands.

As the distance closed, the perception became clearer, just like the emotional progression of Xiong Shan in the fish pond over there.

Qin Shu and Liu Yi were surprised at first, then cautious, followed by doubt, then surprise again; then caution, doubt, surprise... and finally anger!

Killing intent first; they perceived the killing intent before investigating the specific aura of the other party. After discovering how weak, flickering, and powerless they were, they felt very surprised.

They even doubted themselves, thinking whether the other party was deliberately hiding their strength? For this, they didn't hesitate to investigate carefully again. After confirming there was no mistake, the feeling of anger naturally arose.

They thought at least seven black dragons were attacking the Dragon King's doorstep, who knew they were actually seven koi fish fed fat by believers in a Daoist temple fish pond!

Qin Shu looked at Liu Yi. He didn't even have the desire to make a move against such small trash fish. Mainly, although he is at home all year round now, there are still times when he has to go out to do things, and he doesn't lack fights.

If Liu Yi is also too lazy to make braised trash fish, then it's tacitly agreed to let Xiong Shan handle them.

After spinning the kitchen knife in her palm, Liu Yi continued to cut vegetables, meaning she was too lazy to go out; these seven trash fish weren't as important as the salt content of the pickled mustard greens on her cutting board.

However, what made both of them feel surprised was the aura the old lady suddenly raised.

Qin Shu dropped the hammer, and Liu Yi put down the kitchen knife. If the old lady's hands were itching and she wanted to play, then the two of them would definitely have to accompany her on the side. It wasn't that they were worried that the mistress would have an accident when she got old; this is etiquette. Just like when eating, someone has to help set the plates, and someone has to collect the plates after the meal.

Who knew, Liu Yumei's next sentence made the two of them freeze.

"Heavenly fire lights the lamp; remember, don't extinguish it until Xiaoyuan and the others return from this trip."

Liu Yumei pressed her index finger to the center of her brow. When she moved it away, a tender white flame appeared on her fingertip. Then, with a flick of her fingertip, the flame flew toward the kitchen and lit a candle.

Liu Yi hurriedly picked up the candlestick, and her other hand protected the candle flame.

This is the old lady's soul lamp. Although it is not all of it, it contains one soul. Under normal circumstances, extinguishing it means guiding this candle flame back into the old lady's body. If it were extinguished by accident for no reason, the consequences would be serious; it would be equivalent to the old lady having an incomplete soul from then on.

Liu Yumei raised her right arm. The weather was getting warmer, and she was only wearing one layer. Her sleeve slipped, exposing her arm.

Her left thumb and index finger spread out, measuring her right arm. What she was measuring was her age.

"Mistress..."

Qin Shu couldn't care about anything else and immediately appeared on the dam. He couldn't understand what the old lady was doing.

Was it to deal with those seven trash fish? Do they deserve it?

"Silence!"

Liu Yumei let out a sharp shout.

Not only did she not allow the two of them to dissuade her, but she also didn't allow them to speak.

Because the old lady had taken one soul out of her body to light the heavenly lamp, a hint of confusion had already appeared in her eyes at this moment.

Ordinary people would become dull and foolish if they lost one soul. Liu Yumei wouldn't go that far, but she could become sluggish because of it.

She did it on purpose, because the thing she wanted to do next was most afraid of deep thought.

When big families go river-walking, it's always the river-walkers who go out, and they rarely have any intersection with the family.

Just like Zhao Yi, before river-walking, everything he should take and bring from home was prepared. After lighting the lamp, he consciously cut ties with the family.

Although Li Zhuiyuan lives with Liu Yumei, he only borrows some tea and clothes, and at most, he can provide some spirit tablet materials at the flaws of the Heavenly Dao.

Li Zhuiyuan has never been to the secret grounds of the Qin and Liu family ancestral homes. How many giant fierce beasts and treasures are hidden in there, the boy doesn't know either.

Because it's meaningless. Even if he knew, he couldn't take and use them now, unless there were no living people left in the Qin and Liu families. The living people here include those by blood and legal principles.

Theoretically speaking, how much help Li Zhuiyuan takes now, correspondingly, Liu Yumei, Qin Shu, and Liu Yi have to bear that much karma backlash.

This rule of the Heavenly Dao is also to prevent big families of pioneers from using their power to suppress others and form a monopoly on the river.

But what if others are courting death... and take the initiative to come to your door?

Xiaoyuan and the others left in the morning, and as a result, this group of people with killing intent came in the afternoon?

It couldn't be an enemy of the Qin and Liu families. The Dragon King's family... doesn't have enemies of this level.

Plus, Xiaoyuan walked the river quietly as the descendant of the Dragon King, being kind to others and not liking to make enemies.

Therefore, those who came to seek revenge could only be coming for Xiaoyuan, and they were fresh enemies who had just come out of the steamer and were still steaming.

The most important point is that Xiaoyuan had never communicated with her about this matter.

With that child's meticulous style, if he had provoked any trouble recently, he should have cleverly notified her when drinking tea.

He didn't notify her, but they came, so that means it's related to the new river water.

Liu Yumei even vaguely suspected whether this was the room for maneuver that the child deliberately left for her.

If that's really the case, then that child's scheming and calculations regarding the river water are truly higher than imaginable.

But even if she was calculated, Liu Yumei was happy to accept it.

Regardless of whether this link really exists, she, the old lady, is jumping in today!

Left hand measures the right arm; in this situation, she takes her most arrogant and unrestrained youth.

Two red dots appeared on her right arm, and her left index finger and thumb closed toward the middle.

Tightening along with them was the old lady's loose and wrinkled skin.

At this moment, she was returning to her youth, and even her gray hair was gradually becoming black and supple.

Liu Yi had finally set up a barrier to place the candlestick in it. When she looked up and saw the old lady returning to her youth, her eyes immediately widened.

As a servant born in the Liu family, she naturally knew that the Liu family's unique skills included this secret technique of "Returning to Observe the Phenomena."

The price of performing this secret technique is not light; it takes a long time to recover, and it is generally only used when facing truly powerful opponents.

Moreover, after the secret technique is used, not only is the age traced back, but the subsequent memories are also covered along with it.

The secret technique was performed successfully, and Liu Yumei became young.

Although she was still wearing the old lady's style of clothes and three old sister card friends were still sitting in front of her, at this time, she had truly returned to those years, changing from the old lady of the Liu family back to the young lady of the Liu family.

Choosing this age was because Liu Yumei believed that at this time, she was the most flamboyant and decisive in her actions, and most importantly... she thought the least.

She wanted to make herself forget the current situation, forget that her own boy was river-walking, and forget all kinds of restrictions, so that she could be innocent out of ignorance and join this karma to the greatest extent.

Qin Shu still couldn't understand.

Liu Yi understood a little; the old lady thought far and deeply, and was incomparably decisive. And it was only after appearing the seven killing intents, without deeply pondering this matter, that she immediately took action.

This matter shouldn't be thought about deeply; if you think too much, your hands and feet will be bound.

Liu Yumei's gaze fell on the three old sisters in front of her, her eyes revealing doubt. She didn't understand why there was this card game in front of her, and the card friends were three old women.

The candle flame in the kitchen flickered, interrupting Liu Yumei's train of thought at this moment.

Liu Yumei looked at Qin Li standing in front of her again, her gaze sharp.

Liu Yumei at this age didn't know him, but she had an inexplicable familiarity.

Qin Li subconsciously began to salute.

Liu Yumei: "From the Qin family?"

Qin Li's lips moved, not knowing how to answer, because legally speaking, Mistress, you are also from the Qin family.

Liu Yumei: "Go back and tell that scoundrel not to pester me again."

Qin Li bit the bullet and responded: "Yes."

Liu Yi was walking here at this time. Hearing this, for some reason, in such a serious scene, she actually wanted to laugh, and the more she held it in, the more she couldn't hold it in.

The young lady of the Liu family at that time didn't expect that she would really fall in love with that scoundrel, not only giving birth to a son for him but also personally raising her granddaughter.

Liu Yumei's gaze fell on Liu Yi.

In an instant, Liu Yi knew why A Li was so restless. Liu Yumei at this time was not the strongest, but she was the most fierce.

The young lady of the Dragon King's family on the river was not that kind of sheltered young lady. Her sword followed her heart and stabbed anyone. With the status of the Liu family at that time, no one dared to come to the door to demand an explanation.

Plus, that young master of the Qin family was even more famously devoted to her. Not long ago, he even took the initiative to take the key to the sealed land of the Qin family's ancestral home and gave it to her as a gift, only feeling that the beads on the keychain were colorful and beautiful.

Liu Yi saluted Liu Yumei.

Liu Yumei didn't know these two people, but these two people gave her a great sense of closeness.

At this time, a figure walked out of the second-floor balcony; it was A Li.

Today, she was still wearing a practice suit, only the color was a bit light green, standing like a bamboo.

Liu Yumei looked at A Li, a smile from the bottom of her heart appeared on her face, and she asked:

"Which branch of my Liu family is this girl from? She is as beautiful and watery as I was when I was a child."

But the next moment, seemingly noticing the abnormality in A Li, Liu Yumei's eyes revealed anger:

"Presumptuous, who did this!"

The candle flame in the kitchen began to flicker desperately, so severely that it was almost extinguished.

The anger in Liu Yumei's eyes was quickly stirred away, and the sense of confusion intensified accordingly.

She was preventing herself from thinking, preventing herself from breaking the trap she had set for herself.

Liu Yumei lowered her head. The sense of blurred consciousness was very uncomfortable, but she still opened her mouth and said:

"This girl, send her to my room later; I want to train her personally."

Qin Shu: "Yes, Mist..."

Liu Yi hurriedly responded first: "Yes, Miss!"

"Slap!"

A fiery red palm print appeared on Qin Shu's face.

Obviously, although "Mistress" hadn't been fully voiced, Liu Yumei heard what she was about to shout.

She didn't think carefully about why she could guess this word based on just one character.

Qin Shu stood frozen in place, his face burning with pain, but he didn't dare to reach out to touch it, let alone mobilize his qi gate to heal the injury.

Liu Yumei: "People brought out by that scoundrel are all birds of a feather!"

Qin Shu: "..."

At this time, those seven Daoists were getting closer and closer, and the killing intent was also becoming more and more obvious.

Liu Yumei: "Where did these blind things come from."

Her palm spread out, and only a "hum" was heard from the east room. The sword box under the bed opened, and a sword flew out and landed in Liu Yumei's hand.

When she turned to leave, Liu Yumei paused again and asked A Li on the second-floor balcony:

"Little girl, want to go with this young lady?"

A Li didn't speak.

"If you want to go, come down."

A Li took a step, walked forward, walked out of the balcony, and fell down.

The sword body caught her below, and after catching her, it swung with the momentum, and the girl landed steadily on the ground.

Liu Yumei reached out and took A Li's hand: "Which branch of my Liu family are you from? Who is your father?"

This light green practice suit is only qualified to be worn by the direct descendants of the Liu family.

Qin Shu learned his lesson. He knew the answer, but he didn't dare to answer. He felt that if he answered that the girl's father was her son, he was afraid that his chest would be pierced by a sword next.

Qin Shu and Liu Yi didn't dare to say, and A Li didn't speak.

Liu Yumei: "Mute?"

A thick sense of pity rose again, and the candle flame in the kitchen, which had just been quiet for a while, swayed wildly again.

After suppressing this inexplicable emotion, Liu Yumei said: "Forget it, regardless of which branch you are from, follow me from now on."

In the Liu family, she has the confidence to say such things.

A Li nodded.

Liu Yumei smiled and walked out holding the girl's hand.

"From now on, you will follow me, this young lady... forget it, just call me sister."

Liu Yi and Qin Shu secretly looked at each other.

When Liu Yumei was this age, the two of them hadn't been born yet, so they really didn't know how to serve her.

But there was no choice; the two of them still had to continue following, not daring to follow too closely, and deliberately left a distance.

The seven Daoist priests had already walked to a cement bridge at this time. After crossing this bridge, and then turning from the village road into a small path and walking straight for a while, they could reach Li Sanjiang's house.

Just at this time, the seven Daoist priests stopped. Opposite the bridge, a woman appeared. The woman held a sword in her right hand and held a girl in her left hand.

Obviously, the woman could not only see them but also deliberately blocked their way.

The oldest Daoist priest leading them, with the Daoist name Guangxu, flicked his horsetail whisk and said frankly:

"It seems you are in league with the evil spirits."

Although he couldn't perceive the aura of evil spirits from the woman, they came to eliminate demons and defend the Dao. If the woman dared to block the way here, she would be identified as being in league with them.

He didn't use an interrogative sentence, but a declarative sentence. This was not intending to ask for the reason at all, wanting to wipe them out directly.

Liu Yumei raised her head and looked at Daoist Priest Guangxu.

Daoist Priest Guangxu only felt that the woman's gaze was incomparably sharp, actually making his heart rate accelerate at this moment.

Because he couldn't perceive the aura on the woman, Daoist Priest Guangxu could only think it was because the woman was too beautiful.

Yes, although the attire was a bit old-fashioned and there was a lingering sense of twilight, the appearance and skin couldn't be faked, plus that heroic spirit emanating from within.

Daoist Priest Guangxu didn't know the woman's real age. Of course, what he didn't know even more was the woman's identity.

The woman's gaze left him and looked behind him.

Daoist Priest Guangxu felt disappointed. Was she looking at his younger junior brother behind him?

Actually, Liu Yumei was still looking at him, but she was no longer looking at him, but through the method of observing qi, she began to trace the source.

Daring to come to the door with killing intent, just killing you, how could that be enough?

The reason "Liu Yumei" chose this age group for herself was because she knew that at this time, she was the most ruthless and the most unscrupulous in her actions.

Daoist Priest Guangxu said: "Do not go astray by associating with evil spirits. How about this, after the poor Daoist eliminates that evil cultivator, I will take you back to the Qingcheng Daoist temple. You will be the poor Daoist's furnace, and the poor Daoist will help you cross the karma and return the merit.

Hmm, that little girl, take her along too. The poor Daoist will treat everyone equally and cross them together."

Liu Yumei smiled.

Daoist Priest Guangxu also nodded with satisfaction: "It seems you have agreed. Very good, those who know the times..."

He found he couldn't say the next words. He didn't know what the reason was, only feeling a foreign object in his mouth, cool and slippery, and it wouldn't break even when bitten with teeth.

Opening his mouth to let it slide out, Daoist Priest Guangxu was so scared that his eyes widened; it was a section of a tongue with an incomparably smooth cut surface.

Only then did he realize belatedly that his tongue had actually been cut off.

The six Daoist priests behind didn't know what had happened yet, still admiring, jealous, and resentful. This time they came out of the mountain to eliminate demons, not expecting that the senior uncle with the highest seniority could encounter such a good thing, and he would take two at once.

But when they saw the senior uncle suddenly open his arms and wave them non-stop, and still calling out "wa li wa la," they finally realized something was wrong and ran to the front to check. The tongue was on the ground, and fresh blood was constantly gushing out of the senior brother's mouth.

"Not good, evil spirits are attacking!"

"Set up the formation!"

"Meet the enemy!"

The six Daoist priests drew their swords one after another and set up a formation. This was the unique sword formation of the Seven Star Temple.

But as soon as the sword formation was set up, only a "ding ding dang dang" was heard on the ground, and seven swords, including the one in Daoist Priest Guangxu's hand, all fell to the ground.

All the swords that fell to the ground also had a section of the hand holding the sword at the hilt.

Now, all seven Daoist priests were stunned, and a deep fear struck their hearts.

Encountering an opponent who makes you unable to resist and directly cuts off your hands and feet inexplicably, how should you fight this?

The temple master ordered them to come out of the mountain to kill the evil spirits persecuting Wen Chenzi, but he didn't tell them that there was such a terrifying figure on the side of the evil spirits!

At this time, the most panicked and terrified was Daoist Priest Guangxu, because he had just said such words, and now, he couldn't even say words of begging for mercy and explanation.

From beginning to end, although Liu Yumei held a sword, she hadn't swung it, because to deal with them, there was no need for this at all; just a little bit of leaking sword qi was enough.

She even had to be careful, fearing that the force of the leaking sword qi would be too strong and stir them to pieces directly.

By the fish pond in the distance, Xiong Shan had a Chenzhou talisman stuck to his forehead, looking toward this side curiously.

"Eh, who is this? Looks like the old lady's clothes, but it's not the old lady, so young?"

Lihua nervously pulled Xiong Shan's hand: "The two lords over there have already spoken. The old lady is making a move; don't look at what shouldn't be looked at."

Xiong Shan: "I'm waiting to clean up the aftermath; it just so happens those corpses can be used to fertilize the fish pond."

As soon as the words fell, Xiong Shan let out a muffled groan and lowered his head.

"What's wrong with you?" Lihua looked at her husband nervously and found that fresh blood was flowing out of her husband's eyes.

Xiong Shan immediately knelt down: "I was wrong, I shouldn't have looked."

Lihua saw that her husband was not in danger of his life and actually breathed a sigh of relief.

She didn't dare to look at the bridge side, so she had to look at both sides, finding that on the field ridge far away, the two lords Qin and Liu were respectfully standing there with their heads lowered.

"Both lords can only stand there and wait, and you actually dared to look?"

"I know I was wrong, Lihua, hurry and get me some ointment."

"I think it's better to let it flow for a while; treat it afterward, you have to let enough blood flow."

"Wife, you're right, I'll let more blood flow and admit my mistake."

Under the peach forest, there was also a figure standing there, also looking toward this side.

"Whoosh... whoosh..."

A gust of wind blew.

Little Huang Ying, who was holding Benben and making paper offerings on the dam of the big bearded man's house, raised her head. The wind that had just come from outside only blew into the peach forest, but it made her feel heartfelt palpitations.

Benben in her arms had originally been playing around on its own, but now it put its hands and feet in place properly, closed its eyes, and started pretending to sleep.

Beside the one under the peach forest, peach blossoms cut off by sword qi were constantly falling.

It still stood there, not avoiding, continuing to watch.

The sword qi could only cut the peach blossoms, but couldn't cut it.

Raising its hand, the wine aura in the wine jar under the offering table on the dam was extracted and gathered into its hand under the peach forest.

It had been suppressed for who knows how many ages. Besides that boy who looked like Wei Zhengdao being able to provoke its interest, today was another thing that made it have something interesting.

After pouring a mouthful of wine, it continued to watch.

Another round of wind came. This time it was no longer cutting off peach blossoms, but cutting off who knows how many peach branches together. Soon, a pile accumulated beside it.

But it still watched, and its posture hadn't changed.

It even felt that after that young lady finished solving those seven on the bridge, she was afraid she would turn into this peach forest and have a fight with a guy like it whose eyeballs didn't know where to put.

"This young lady's temper is a bit interesting."

On the bridge.

Liu Yumei gently stroked A Li's face; she liked this delicate and smooth tactile sensation very much.

At the same time, streaks of visible sword light appeared, slashing toward the seven Daoist priests on the bridge at a not-too-fast speed.

Even though they all lost one hand, their flexibility was still there. Under the death threat of the sword qi, the seven Daoist priests began to dodge constantly.

Although very embarrassed, fortunately, they basically avoided them. Only the two with the worst movement techniques had a few more not-too-serious cuts on their bodies.

The white sword qi disappeared.

Just when everyone felt they could breathe a sigh of relief, in an instant, they all discovered at the same time that the trees beside them, the crops in the fields, and even the bridge piers had all become taller.

Immediately afterward, they realized that it wasn't that they had become taller, but that they had become shorter.

Because their two legs had been cut off at some point and fell to the ground.

Everything came too fast; they didn't have the slightest perception at first. It wasn't until their eyes saw it for a long time that the pain truly struck.

So, the sword qi that truly couldn't be avoided was invisible.

Liu Yumei looked at A Li and asked: "Have you been promised to anyone?"

In the era when Liu Yumei was young, men and women married early. As for engagement and promising to someone, it was even earlier, especially in big families.

Liu Yumei: "This is already promised?"

A Li didn't react.

Liu Yumei: "No matter, if it's promised to someone you don't like, tell sister when the time comes, and sister will help you deny it."

A Li shook her head.

Liu Yumei frowned slightly: "You are still young, what do you understand? Boys of this age only have a mouth that can speak sweet words, so don't be deceived. This marriage is a lifelong matter and cannot be sloppy.

How about this, I will go talk to your father. I will deny your marriage first, play around, and mess around. After you grow up and see the scenery, marry whoever you want to marry when the time comes."

A Li smiled.

Liu Yumei nodded with satisfaction. She really liked this little girl very much.

And opposite, those seven Daoist priests who were first forced by her to choose a position with white sword qi had already been cut off their legs and positioned to sit.

Next, it was time to settle the account.

Liu Yumei held A Li's hand and walked forward. In her eyes, various colors and light shadows were flickering. Along with them, the wind and water phenomena around were also pulled, grabbing them like a whale swallowing, and then landing here.

"Eh..."

Liu Yumei suddenly felt that this Qi Observation Technique seemed to be a bit different. When calling the power of wind and water, it became more rounded and relaxed.

Could it be that I have had new insights into the "Liu Family Qi Observation Technique" recently?

Forget it, solve the matter in front of you first, then explore and summarize carefully.

Liu Yumei: "Those who want to live, please invite the ancestor to possess you!"

Regardless of which Daoist sect it is, they basically have this kind of method. However, their inviting the ancestor to possess them doesn't mean being possessed, but carrying out some kind of blessing in spirit, thereby increasing their success rate in using certain high-difficulty techniques.

With hands and feet cut off, the seven Daoist priests had long been scared out of their wits. At this time, they immediately began to follow the orders to cast spells, fearing that they would be one step behind others.

The seven Daoist priests sent out by the Seven Star Temple this time were produced by the seven branches respectively. They thought this was a matter of going down the mountain to slay demons and eliminate evil to earn merit, so they were particular about sharing the rain and dew.

This is good now; when inviting the ancestor, all seven branches were invited together.

The power of wind and water phenomena was crazily blessing them. Liu Yumei raised her head, looked at the sky, and at the same time, for the first time, raised the sword in her hand.

She slashed down fiercely!

Mount Qingcheng is a place of law and wonder. Many Daoist temples with long-standing heritage are located here. Many Daoist temples are not open to the public to this day. Even, there are some that, although located on Mount Qingcheng, have no way to find the mountain gate.

At the entrance of the Seven Star Temple, an old Daoist sweeping the floor was looking at the young Daoist priests playing around in front of him, his eyes revealing kindness.

His identity is known to very few people in the Daoist temple, and he also enjoys this feeling of a white dragon in fish clothes.

Compared with those big Daoist temples, the history of the Seven Star Temple is not long. When the temple was built, there were only three branches, and the subsequent four branches were added by later generations.

He is the founder of the fifth branch. In the heritage of the Seven Star Temple, he is a figure who can be called an ancestor. The old ancestors of the sixth and seventh branches are also still alive, but they don't go out and enjoy the offerings below.

"Pfft..."

The old Daoist sweeping the floor suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. Looking up, he found a phantom of sword qi hanging above him.

The old Daoist immediately revealed horror and said with fear and trepidation: "Which fellow Daoist has arrived? What misunderstanding is there?"

Liu Yumei's voice came from the sword: "Kill ten direct disciples, otherwise I will cut off your cultivation foundation!"

There was no room for negotiation, just an order.

The old Daoist heard the decisiveness in the other party's voice and immediately looked at the young Daoist priests who were practicing kung fu and playing around below. Redness immediately welled up in his eyes.

In the past, he had a very good relationship with these young Daoist priests, and they liked him very much. But now, the old Daoist picked up the broom, jumped up, and swept directly at a Daoist priest.

With a "slap," the Daoist priest's figure exploded, followed by the next one.

Must kill ten, must kill ten. That person has the ability to destroy his cultivation foundation. Cannot, absolutely cannot. He still wants to prove the Dao and live forever; how can he be destroyed here!

The same thing was happening in two other places in the Seven Star Temple. Two old ancestors who had been in seclusion for many years suddenly broke out of seclusion and began to slaughter their own direct disciples.

Inside the main temple of the Seven Star Temple, Ling Fengzi had just finished discussing matters and let the junior brothers leave first.

He should have led the team to Nantong himself, but because of some trivial matters, he changed to a junior brother with higher seniority to lead the team.

At this time, Ling Fengzi had just picked up tea when he suddenly perceived a shocking vibration coming from inside the main temple.

Ling Fengzi immediately pinched the seal and hit the offering table in front of him. The statue above slowly fell backward, revealing the cave heaven inside.

Inside here is the resting place of the past temple masters and past branch masters of the Seven Star Temple. Burying them here can not only rely on them to suppress the luck of the Seven Star Temple but also allow them to borrow the nourishment of the Daoist temple in reverse, in order to seek the opportunity of feathering and ascending after death.

But now, all the coffins, regardless of age, all began to tremble.

"Crack..."

"Crack..."

The lids of some coffins had already cracked, and the ancestors and seniors were struggling and resisting crazily, as if they were collectively faking death!

Ling Fengzi: "This is... what is going on?"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

From inside each coffin, a booming sound came out, as if invisible thunder was falling fiercely.

The ancestors and seniors' corpses, which had been preserved extremely well and could be called as if they were alive, were turning into charcoal one by one. Together with them, the luck that the Seven Star Temple had accumulated and gathered since its establishment was also blown away.

Ling Fengzi screamed in horror: "What is going on, what on earth happened!"

The slaughter outside was still continuing.

At first, it was the three living branch masters who were slaughtering, followed by those who inherited this branch also being threatened and starting to slaughter.

Everywhere in the Seven Star Temple, there were screams. Who knows how many Daoist priests died at the hands of the elders they respected incomparably in their daily lives with thick incomprehension and despair.

These elders were even afraid that ten wouldn't be enough, afraid that the person wouldn't be satisfied, and didn't dare to stop after killing ten, wanting to kill more to be safe.

Just at this time, starting from the old Daoist sweeping the floor.

His broom had long been covered in fresh blood, but a streak of sword qi still slashed onto his body, splitting his brow, and his vitality was irreversibly and rapidly lost.

"You... you said... you would leave my foundation..."

"I won't destroy your foundation, I just want your life!"

Nantong, Siyuan Village, cement bridge.

Liu Yumei borrowed the power of wind and water, slashing down sword by sword.

This is the true method of using the Dao of wind and water, and this is the display of the Dragon King Liu's heritage.

"Since you dare to come to the door and be presumptuous, insulting my Dragon King's doorstep.

Then today,

I will cut off your Daoist lineage!"

(End of chapter)