The already dilapidated wooden door vibrated regularly under the knocking of external forces, and dust fell rustlingly.
After a long time, the sound of footsteps was heard in the courtyard.
The footsteps were very slow, and there was a pause, indicating that the owner of the footsteps was walking very slowly. It took a long time before an old voice came from the other side of the door: "Who is it?"
"It's me." A rough voice came from outside the door.
"Are you——Dazhuang from the east of the village?"
"——Yes, I am Da Zhuang, Old Man Liu, please open the door quickly."
There was the sound of wooden bolts being pulled inside, and the wooden door creaked open. An old face poked out from the door. Seeing the strange man outside the door, the old man was stunned for a moment and blurted out: "You are not strong!"
A trace of panic appeared on his face, and he hurriedly closed the wooden door.
The big man stretched out a hand and gently pressed against the wooden door, and the wooden door could no longer be closed.
"Uncle, you are not doing this right." The big man looked at him, shook his head, and said: "It is broad daylight, there are so many people in the village, and there are three people squatting under the tree opposite. I can't do anything to you.
In this way, even if I am not Da Zhuang, you don’t have to be so panic-don’t you have three hundred taels of silver here?”
Seemingly realizing what the big man said, the expression on the old man's face regained some composure and asked: "Who are you, and what are you doing pretending to be Da Zhuang?"
The big man looked at him and said with a smile: "Is Young Master Qin in there?"
The old man's face changed again, he shook his head violently, and said immediately: "I don't know Mr. Qin, and I don't know what you are talking about. If you don't leave, I will call someone!"
"You've revealed your secret again..." The big man looked at him and said helplessly: "Even if you don't know Mr. Qin, you can just tell me. Why are you so excited, for fear that I know you know him?"
Caller, didn't you tell me clearly that Young Master Qin is inside?"
After saying this, the old man's face turned pale and bloodless.
The big man sighed and said: "Although Young Master Qin is not a thing, his surname is Qin after all. Even if he dies, he cannot die outside casually..."
Seeing the old man's face getting paler and his body shaking constantly, the big man was stunned for a moment and asked in disbelief: "Is he really dead?"
The old man's body was shaking even more violently.
After a while, the big man looked at the old man and said with a tangled expression: "Dead - that's fine too!"
…
The Qin family's young master Qin, who was on the run in fear of crime, is back, but he was just carried back.
When he was brought back, he was no longer alive. According to the examination conducted by the policemen in the yamen, the body's limbs... no, all five limbs were severed. Large areas of his body were burned. There were countless knife holes on his body, and he was almost stabbed into pieces.
Sieve...
One can imagine how cruel and inhuman torture this young man suffered before his death.
This case cannot be solved at all. The body was found by a river beach ten miles away from Kyoto. It had been soaked in the water for a long time. It was completely unrecognizable. There were no clues. If it weren't for a jade pendant on the body to prove the identity.
, the policemen in the Yamen couldn't recognize him as Young Master Qin at all.
The Qin family has just experienced a huge change, and now there is a funeral. Prime Minister Qin's white-haired man is giving away his black-haired man, which can be said to be extremely tragic. When the people of Kyoto learned about this, they were also affected by this sad atmosphere. Every household was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations.
A banquet was held and the atmosphere was lively.
The biggest dandy in Kyoto is finally no longer causing harm to people, and the people don't have to worry. Even some small dignitaries dare to let their wives and concubines go out. Even during the New Year and the holidays, nothing can be compared with this happy event.
In the Qin family, all the servants are pure and simple.
The fifth master of the Qin family supported Prime Minister Qin and slowly walked into the mourning hall.
After the two people walked in, everyone in the mourning hall retreated one after another.
Prime Minister Qin's expression was calm, and there was no sadness or joy on his face. It was just that his originally upright spine began to bend down and could no longer straighten up.
Qin He helped Qin Xiang sit down and said softly: "Father, your health is not good, don't be too sad."
Qin Xiang raised his head, looked at him, and asked, "Did you do it yourself?"
When Qin He heard this, his body froze, but he soon relaxed, shook his head and said, "No."
Qin Xiang refused Qin He's support and stood up from the chair.
He slowly walked out of the mourning hall and looked back. The eldest son of the Qin family was now lying in the coffin in the middle.
He looked back and saw that the prosperous Qin family only had one son out of five. The next generation was either affected by their parents, or they were too young and were taken back to their parents' homes by their respective mothers...
At present, the Qin family, with only two people left, can no longer be called a "family".
He wanted to look up to the sky and laugh, but all he could produce was a sound like a broken bellows, "Haha, I, I will spend my whole life, my whole life..."
…
Li Yi is reading poetry, a poem written by Miss Liu Er.
He had never known that Miss Liu Er could actually write poetry. It had only been so long since she started reading that she might not even be able to recognize all the words. This was a big jump.
Miss Liu Er stood beside him and asked: "Is the handwriting ugly?"
Li Yi shook his head and said: "Where is it? If your calligraphy is ugly, there will be no good calligraphy in the world."
He said this not just to flatter Miss Liu Er. Miss Liu Er may not be able to read Chinese characters, read articles, or write poems, but she can write something that is envied by countless people.
Good words.
Experts like them, if they can't even control their limbs well, they wouldn't dare go out and brag about where they are on the heavenly list...
What's more, her handwriting is very similar to what she uses most in daily life. If she says her handwriting is not good, isn't it just a slap in the face?
A trace of imperceptible joy appeared on Miss Liu Er's face, and she asked: "Is it really not ugly?"
Li Yi said seriously: "I'm really not ugly, I swear to God."
Miss Liu Er breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good. I found some of your previous calligraphy to copy, but I was still worried..."
"It's just that the tone is wrong, there's no artistic conception, there's no meter, it doesn't rhyme, and the wording needs a lot of consideration..." Li Yi frowned, looked at Miss Liu Er, and said: "Ruyi, I think——
You'd better practice your sword well."
"——"
"Good deeds and evil deeds will eventually be rewarded. God's way is reincarnation. If you don't believe it, look up and see who God will spare..." Li Yi ran around the yard, turning back to warn Miss Liu Er: "Qin Yu has done many evil things, and now he dies unjustly. He has died many times."
You also know that if you do this to me again, I promise that I will repay you ten times a hundred times for what you did to me today when my martial arts surpasses yours..."
Miss Liu Er held Qiu Shui in her hands, looked at him coldly, and followed him slowly, "I decided to listen to your advice and practice my sword well."
Miss Liu Er's penis was out of her sheath. The matter was too serious to be serious. Seeing Ruyi standing at the door, Li Yi quickly said: "Ruyi, Ruyi..., don't just look at her, take care of her!"
"
Ruyi smiled and walked into the room holding Li Duan.
Li Yi looked at the sloppy old man leaning against the tree and said, "Mr. Xu, ten chicken legs, ten chicken legs, help me stop her!"
The sloppy old man raised his head and glanced at him, then looked away and returned his attention to the little yellow book in his hand.
In the whole courtyard, there are only two people who are more powerful than Miss Liu Er. One of them doesn't care about the friendship between husband and wife, and the other doesn't care about the morality of the world. Miss Liu Er's buttocks will swell if her hands and feet fall on them, but if autumn water falls on them, her buttocks will disappear.
…
If your butt is tight, walking is the best option!
He moved all his true energy to the soles of his feet, and his whole body turned into an afterimage, disappeared from the place, and headed straight towards the entrance of the courtyard.
boom!
Li Yi accidentally bumped into a figure, and Li Yi staggered. He looked at the eldest princess standing at the door, covering her chest, frowning, looking at him with dissatisfaction. His expression changed, and he asked with concern: "Are you okay? Where did you hit?
