The next day, the bodies of Widow Qian and the Lin family housekeeper were discovered.
The two men were lying dead on the street, covered in blood, and their bodies were separated. The scene was horrific.
Chun Xing was crying in front of the corpse of Widow Qian.
Soon, police officers arrived to handle the follow-up.
The ones who came were Lao Qutou and Guo Xiaoliu, his master and his apprentice.
Not long after, even two police officers from the county town arrived. In addition, there was a middle-aged man wearing brocade clothes, a hooked nose, and a cold face, as well as several men dressed as servants.
This is someone from the Lin family in the county town.
The Lin family in Zhoushui County is a large family in the county. They are deeply involved in the local area and have some connections with the government. Many people in the streets and markets also rely on the Lin family for their livelihood.
Now that the Lin family's housekeeper is dead in the countryside, it will naturally not be easily uncovered.
Li Yu is also here.
He stood not far away and glanced at the corpse on the ground with a dull expression.
Seeing Lao Qutou and Guo Xiaoliu, Li Yu nodded as a greeting and immediately entered the yard of Yang An's house.
Naturally, he came today to bury the old man's body.
"Master, Brother Li"
Guo Xiaoliu looked slightly complicated. He looked at his master and hesitated to speak.
He had only come to know a few days ago that Brother Li, who had been responsible for collecting and burying corpses, was actually a master with profound martial arts skills!
Not only did he cross the river demon in Changlin County, but Huang Yuan some time ago, Huang He was also suspected of being killed by him.
Lao Qutou smiled and nodded in response to Li Yu, then turned to look at his apprentice and said lightly:
"From now on, I will be more respectful to you, Brother Li, and don't play any tricks."
He was a long-time fisherman, so when he saw Li Yu taking the initiative to greet him, he knew that Li Yu was still thinking about his past friendship, so he naturally knew what to do in the future.
"Yes, Master."
Guo Xiaoliu nodded.
"Who was that person just now?"
At this time, the middle-aged man in brocade came over, accompanied by two police officers from the county.
"Mr. Lin, that person just now was the body keeper of our Qingshui Town Yizhuang. His surname is Li."
Lao Qutou responded with a smile.
"The bodyguard? Your surname is Li?"
The middle-aged man looked at the Yang family courtyard with a trace of fear in his eyes: "Is he the Li Yu who killed the river monster?"
He also possesses martial arts skills, and his cultivation level is unparalleled in the entire Zhoushui County. However, the young man just glanced at him casually, which sent shivers down his spine and a vague feeling of danger.
The opponent's cultivation strength may not be as simple as that of a martial artist.
"Such a master can appear in a small Qingshui Town, and he's also a corpse guard. It's true."
After being silent for a while, he sighed in his heart, but on the surface he retracted his gaze and continued to let several detectives search for clues without taking the initiative to get closer.
It's better not to offend this kind of person easily.
Li Yu entered the room and saw Mr. Yang lying quietly on the bed, lifeless.
The skinny old yellow dog was huddled aside, watching over its old master quietly. When Li Yu arrived, he just raised his head, his eyes were cloudy and dim, and he let out a whimpering cry, seeming to be sad.
"Old man."
Li Yu came to the bed and looked at the corpse in front of him, with a complex look on his face:
"I didn't expect you to leave in such a hurry."
"This time, let me give you a ride."
While talking, he took out a coffin from the Mustard Seed space and put it aside.
He took out other burial tools one by one and began to bury Mr. Yang's body.
Half an hour later, Mr. Yang Feng was lying in the coffin, his expression was peaceful and natural, his face was neat, as if he was asleep.
A huge roulette wheel slowly rotates.
Its surface emits black and white light, and it rotates like a Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram.
The surface of the blue wheel is covered with ancient and magnificent mottled marks. Hidden under the dim sky, the faint ancient charm exudes makes people feel frightened and trembled from the soul. It seems that everything in the world is like a sun.
The moon, stars, sky, and the cycle of life and death are all included in it.
Ancient and solemn, majestic and majestic!
As indifferent as a god, Gaoyuan's voice echoed in my mind:
[Life and death are not controlled by people. Death is like a lamp extinguished. Collect the body and settle the cause and effect. The living will find peace and the dead will be liberated!]
"Reward for burial: Dream Fruit."
【Mengguo】
good quality
Introduction: Although Yang Feng is an ordinary person, his life is full of twists and turns. This fruit contains Yang Feng’s life experience. After swallowing it, you can witness Yang Feng’s life in your dreams, which can have the effect of tempering your mind.
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The fruit, which is about the size of an egg, appears in the mustard seed space.
"Old man, thank you very much."
Li Yu didn't look at it. He sighed softly, closed the lid of the coffin and put it into the mustard space.
Then, he looked at the old yellow dog beside him:
"Your old master has passed away and Yang An has also left. From now on, you can follow me."
As if he understood what Li Yu said, the old yellow dog slowly stood up and came to Li Yu's feet. He looked up at him quietly, his ears drooped and his tail hanging weakly.
"Let's go."
Li Yu sighed, turned around and left the Yang family. The old yellow dog followed step by step.
After returning to Yizhuang, Li Yu buried the coffin behind Yizhuang, alongside the old cripple's grave.
After worshiping him with incense candles, paper money and incense sticks, he sat down in front of the tombstone.
The old yellow dog seemed to know that his old master was under the tomb. It walked to the tombstone and curled up together without making a sound.
Li Yu took out the Meng Guo, opened his mouth, bit it into pieces, and swallowed it.
This dream juice is sweet, but seems to have a hint of bitterness, penetrating into people's minds.
In a trance, Li Yu seemed to have had a dream. In the dream, he witnessed Yang Feng's life experience from the perspective of God.
Yang Feng's family was poor since he was a child. Both his parents were tenants of a landlord's family. When Yang Feng was very young, in order to fill his stomach, his parents worked hard every day, leaving early and returning late.
Even so, the family can barely make ends meet and often goes hungry. In bad years, the father needs to go out to work in exchange for food.
Year after year passed like this. My father became sick from overwork due to years of hard work. He gradually bent over and injured his body and bones. He aged quickly. Within a few years, his hair was stained with hoarfrost and his face was covered with wrinkles.
During the busy farming season, when my father came back from work one evening, his face flushed from exhaustion and sweat broke out on his forehead. As soon as he drank a bowl of cold water, he fell to the ground and passed away without even saying a few words.
As for my mother, she was also sad because of my father's death. She cried her eyes out and passed away not long after.
The successive deaths of his parents dealt a huge blow to ten-year-old Yang An, but he had a tenacious temperament and was as tenacious as a weed.
In order to live a good life, he knelt outside the landlord's door all night, and then the landlord agreed to let him herd cattle in exchange for food. However, due to lack of nutrition and eating bran-thick vegetables, he has always been smaller than his peers.
, sallow complexion and thin skin.
One time while herding cattle, I was too hungry and had no strength. As a result, my leg was accidentally trampled by a cow. Since I had no money for treatment, the root cause of the disease fell into place. I walked with a limp and had difficulty moving.
Every time it is cloudy and rainy, the pain becomes unbearable and extremely painful.
In his youth, he married a widow, who was ordinary in appearance, even a little ugly. Her husband died of illness, and because she had no one to rely on, she followed Yang Feng.
Later, the two got married and gave birth to a son.
A few years later, my wife accidentally fell down on a rainy day and hit her forehead on a stone. She lay in bed for several days and then died.
Yang Feng did not complain or complain, he just silently raised the child and arranged for him to find a wife.
Later, grandson Yang An was born.
At this point, he finally had a smile on his face.
However, the good times did not last long. Not long after, his son and daughter-in-law passed away unexpectedly.
Yang Feng finally couldn't bear it anymore, hugged his grandson, knelt in front of the memorial tablets of his parents and wife and cried loudly!
Crying with tears streaming down my face! Crying with heartbreak!
His life has been too miserable!
His parents left him one after another, then his wife, and then his son and daughter-in-law.
Why is he like this in his life?
It was as if God was against him, making everything go wrong and full of twists and turns for him.
But what can Yang Feng do?
There is really nothing he can do!
No matter how hard and tiring it is, no matter how fate plays tricks on people, life must go on!
After all, he still has his grandson here!
No matter what, he wants to raise his grandson!
After crying, Yang Feng calmed down and straightened his back again.
In this way, as time passed bit by bit, grandson Yang An gradually grew up, and many big and small things happened during this period.
Until the end, Widow Qian came to the house with the housekeeper of the Lin family, shouting insults and uttering obscene words. Yang Feng was so angry that he felt severe pain in his chest and fell to the ground, gradually losing his breath.