Chapter 16

Li Changhu only saw the young man lift the animal skin, revealing a cold light. Those cruel and sharp eyes, like a wild beast, stared at Li Changhu's eyes without blinking, happily and fiercely.

The cold light was as fast as lightning, stabbing straight at Li Changhu's throat. In his panic, he only had time to retreat a step and hurriedly reached out to block.

Too fast!

This stab had been practiced for twenty-two years, stabbing through countless grass bundles, suppressing countless nights of hatred.

That cold light was clearly a bright silver lightning, but it was as agile as a fish, avoiding the hand Li Changhu used to block, and penetrated straight into his throat.

Li Changhu only had time to let out a few whimpers like blood, fell heavily to the ground, his eyes blurred, vaguely hearing the screams and angry shouts around him.

"Beast!!!"

Tian Shoushui, who was standing behind Li Changhu, roared heart-rendingly. His height was not as good as Li Changhu's, and he was blocked tightly, only realizing what had happened after Li Changhu fell.

His eyes were red, the veins on his head were bulging, and he reached out to grab the young man.

The young man succeeded in one strike, but abandoned the dagger, rolled on the ground to avoid Tian Shoushui's hand, taking advantage of the crowd rushing to help Li Changhu, and bumped into the refugee crowd like a strong deer, running toward the distance.

Tian Shoushui chased after him without looking back, only having time to see the young man drill into the reed marsh by the village, running away in a flash.

"Damn it."

Tian Shoushui followed the traces into the reed marsh, leaving behind the panicked refugees huddled together.

"Damn plague! Dog-born!"

Everyone reacted one after another. The middle-aged man was pressed against the corner of the wall by the villagers, crying and cursing:

"It really has nothing to do with me!! I don't know that young man, he mixed in on the road!"

"Shut up!"

Liu Linfeng cursed with a pale face, gritted his teeth, supported Li Changhu who fell to the ground, and glared fiercely at the middle-aged man, losing his composure for a moment.

Watching his nephew spitting blood foam, he was clearly not going to live. His mind was chaotic: how should he explain to his sister? How to explain to Li Mutian? His nephew died right in front of him!

Ren Ping'an sat blankly on the ground. His daughter Ren Shi had only been pregnant after marrying Li Changhu, and Li Changhu died just like that. The child he watched grow up died just like that!

Everyone was panicked. On the ground, Li Changhu only opened his eyes and looked at the sky, feeling the hot blood flowing on his chest, his consciousness gradually blurring.

"It's just sorry for Xiangping, to have him change the red event to a white event."

Li Changhu's remaining consciousness thought dimly, and the pain and suffocation finally caused him to fall into boundless darkness.

In the midst of the chaos, where no one saw, a silver light flew up quietly from his dantian, dragging its tail like a swallow returning to the nest, circling around, and flying toward the backyard of the Li house.

Not far away.

Old Man Xu stood trembling in place, watching the young man stab a knife into Li Changhu's neck, the tip of the knife even slightly protruding from the back of the neck. He only felt a mouthful of blood rushing from his chest and abdomen to his brain, his eyes went black, and he almost fainted.

"Evil fate!"

He burst into tears, holding the string of grass crickets he prepared to bring to Li Changhu tightly in his hand, painfully covering his heart.

"Beast..."

Old Man Xu gasped hard, wiped the tears from his face, took steps to run toward the back mountain, muttering to himself:

"Old man has outlived his wife, watched the main family perish, and seen more characters than the shit pulled by you wild wolves. Just wait! Just wait! Old man will come to meet you!"

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Li family.

Lu Jiangxian in the ancestral hall sighed silently. He woke up when Li Changhu was assassinated, but the village entrance was too far away, and he was powerless, only able to watch everything happen.

Looking at the silver light circling by the mirror like a butterfly, as long as he moved his heart, this talisman seed could turn into pure essence to nourish his soul.

It was just that Li Changhu had not achieved the Mysterious Scene, and the benefit of the talisman seed was small. Sighing, Lu Jiangxian reversed the technique, used the "Mysterious Pearl Spirit-Sacrificing Art" to urge the spiritual consciousness in this talisman seed, and the magic power extracted from the talisman seed appeared in the courtyard, extending toward the Li family members in the courtyard.

Li Mutian had only fallen into a daze after sleeping for more than an hour, but saw moonlight like water pouring down from the windows and door cracks. Outside the window, it was as bright as day, and his eldest son Li Changhu was standing by the bed, looking at him quietly.

"What happened?"

Li Mutian asked his eldest son in a hoarse voice.

Li Changhu pursed his lips and didn't speak, staring carefully at Li Mutian's face, as if wanting to remember him firmly.

"Cough, cough, cough."

Li Mutian coughed hard, frowned, and asked:

"Changhu, what happened?"

Li Changhu bowed respectfully to his father, choked, and said:

"Father, take care..."

As soon as the voice fell, Li Changhu's figure scattered in the wind like gravel, the water-like moonlight slowly dimmed, and the courtyard, which was as bright as day, darkened.

Li Mutian was extremely uneasy. He reached out to grab, shouting in his mouth.

"Child, speak! Changhu! Li Changhu!"

He woke up suddenly from the bed, staring blankly at the window.

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Side room.

"Will you dream when cultivating?"

In the side room, Li Chijing opened his eyes with tears on his face, got up and walked toward the outside, seeing Li Tongya sitting by the wooden table.

Seeing his younger brother come out, Li Tongya hurriedly wiped the tears from his face, squeezed out a smile, and asked:

"What's wrong?"

Li Chijing looked at his brother blankly, raised his head and asked:

"Where is Eldest Brother?"

"Eldest brother was called out by a tenant early in the morning. Maybe there's something in the field."

Li Tongya smiled and answered.

But he heard the door creak, and Li Mutian stood at the door with an uneasy face, calling:

"Tongya! Go call your eldest brother back... Forget it, I'll go myself."

Li Mutian hurriedly put on his shoes, walked to the front courtyard, pushed the courtyard gate, and was stunned.

Outside the gate, a large circle of villagers were holding torches, weeping, and three people were kneeling on the stone steps, placing something covered with white cloth.

Looking at the ashamed and sad expressions of Tian Shoushui and Ren Ping'an, Li Mutian's unease reached the extreme. With trembling hands, he walked down the steps, pushed away Liu Linfeng, who was weeping and coming up to support him, and gently lifted the white cloth.

Li Mutian's eyes went black, and he almost fainted. The brothers who followed him out also had uneasy expressions. Li Chijing leaned forward to look, knelt on the ground with a thud, and shouted sadly:

"Brother!"

Probing Li Changhu's breath, Li Chijing raised his head suddenly, looked at the surrounding villagers with tears, and shouted sharply:

"Who! Who is it?! Who dares?"

This sharp shout was like a tiger's roar, scaring everyone back a few steps, looking at him tremblingly.