Li Qingshan asked many questions, and the child answered all of them as if he didn't know how to lie. He nodded or shook his head, but he could only answer simple questions. If it was a complicated question, he would be stunned.
When he was asked his name and where he came from, he would shake his head vigorously. When he was asked what other tricks the witch had up her sleeve, he would just stand there in a daze.
Even so, Li Qingshan had figured out many things. The child was indeed killed by the witch and turned into a little ghost for her to control. He was originally able to speak, but after being fed a bowl of medicine by the witch, he couldn't speak anymore.
Li Qingshan guessed that the witch kidnapped this child and poisoned him to make him mute in fear that he would speak nonsense on the road. And whenever he mentioned the witch, the child's face would be filled with fear.
Li Qingshan said softly, "Don't worry, I won't hurt you. I'll kill that old witch and set you free."
Unknowingly, the child walked closer to Li Qingshan and raised his head. His little face had a more intimate expression.
Li Qingshan revealed a comforting smile and wanted to pat his head, but his hand passed through his body and he froze.
The child's expression immediately dimmed. He lowered his head and cried silently.
Li Qingshan suddenly felt sorrow. He looked up to the sky and let out a long howl. Why were there so many injustices in the world? Wasn't it more cruel than any demon or ghost?
The child was startled and looked at Li Qingshan in surprise.
Under the moonlight, the determined young man's eyes were actually a little watery.
Li Qingshan said in a self-deprecating manner, "Men really don't cry easily. It's just that I haven't been hurt yet. I've made a fool of myself."
The child stood on his tiptoes and reached out to touch Li Qingshan's face. He took a tear and carefully held it in his palm, looking a little heavy.
"Don't hold it!" Li Qingshan's face turned red. He suddenly understood Oxen's dilemma. How could a man's tears be given to others so casually?
He also remembered Oxen's words. Weak ghosts had no substance. Only when they cultivated to a certain level could they gradually turn nothingness into reality and pick up solid things. This child was so weak that he could only pick up extremely light things.
The child just lowered his head and looked at the transparent liquid in his palm.
Li Qingshan was helpless. He looked around and felt a little strange. Why did the sky turn dark so late today? Although the scenery around the hut was a little dim, it was still clearly visible.
But when he looked up at the moon, he suddenly understood that it was not that the sky had darkened, but that his eyes had brightened. Not only could he see things in the night, but it was as if a layer of dust had been wiped off the window. Everything felt incomparably clear.
Li Qingshan muttered to himself, "Brother Niu is indeed a monster, his tears actually have such a magical effect."
"It's getting late. I'm going to bed. Because of you, I didn't have a good rest yesterday. I still have things to do tomorrow. I have to rest up."
Li Qingshan went back to his room to sleep. The child was squatting in front of the door. Under the moonlight, his figure looked translucent, just like the teardrop in his hand.
Li Qingshan slept very soundly and only woke up when the sky was bright. He felt very comfortable. The child had already left. He probably didn't dare to move around during the day.
He washed up and casually practiced Ox Demon's Fist of Great Strength. Then, he picked up the thick steel knife he got from Li Fugui. After thinking for a while, he picked up a few pieces of mutton and went out.
Three ruffians were sitting opposite each other with distressed expressions. After patch-haired Liu's death, their small group lost their backbone. Their days in the village became even more difficult. They were like rats crossing the street, and everyone wanted to beat them up.
They wanted to learn patch-haired Liu's rudeness or Li Qingshan's fierceness, but how could they learn? Suddenly, even eating became a problem, let alone eating meat and wine. They could only work as helpers in Steward Liu's house and barely make a living. How could they compare to the carefree life they had before?
At this time, Li Qingshan suddenly came. The three ruffians hurriedly went to greet him. They saw that his expression was grave and stern. He held a knife in one hand and meat in the other. He naturally exuded a powerful aura. No one dared to look down on him because of his age.
The three ruffians also softened their voices and praised Li Qingshan's actions the day before.
Li Qingshan ignored their flattery and put down the meat in his hand. "There's one more thing I need to trouble you guys with. This meat is your reward, along with a piece from last time."
"How could we do that? Erlang, just say the word and we'll go through a mountain of blades and a sea of fire." The three ruffians said this as they hurriedly caught the mutton.
Just like last time, Li Qingshan said, "Follow me!" He turned around and left. Only this time, he wasn't bluffing anymore. It was an unquestionable order.
The three ruffians didn't dare to hesitate and blindly followed behind him.
Li Qingshan first borrowed a hoe and shovel from a nearby farmer's house before going to Li Fugui's house.
At this time, it was almost noon. The villagers had finished their morning farm work and it was time to pack up and go home for lunch. They saw Li Erlang, who was really famous in the village, bringing three ruffians to borrow tools. They didn't know what they were going to do, so they curiously followed behind. This shocked almost all the villagers.
When they saw him coming to Li Fugui's house, they thought, Is he going to teach that drunkard a lesson this time? How did that drunkard offend him? But in their hearts, they all felt a little ashamed. Relying on their numbers to bully a pitiful and impoverished person, and shouting at the village head and steward in the Liu Residence were completely different actions. One was not afraid of violence, and the other was bullying the weak.
But the three ruffians were very happy. "I knew this old drunkard was not a good person." They even patted their chest and volunteered. "I'll drag him out now." They hadn't been so proud for a long time. This time, they were going to use Li Fugui to show their power and beat him up in front of everyone.
Li Qingshan glared at them and shouted, "Are you coming?"
Just when everyone was feeling strange, Li Fugui ran out of the house, gritted his teeth and said, "Coming!"
He looked surprisingly sober, which made the villagers feel strange. Usually, Li Fugui looked drunk, but they didn't know that after Li Qingshan left, he didn't drink a sip of wine. He thought about it day and night, but they didn't expect that on the next day, Li Qingshan would come looking for him.
At this moment, the villagers were even more baffled, and their interest was piqued.
Li Qingshan nodded and walked in front with his head held high. He led a group of people to the front of the witch's green brick house. They saw that the door was closed, and obviously, she was alarmed. He ordered the three ruffians, "Break it down!"
The three ruffians immediately became timid. There was no one in the village who wasn't afraid of this witch. Even when patch-haired Liu was here, they didn't dare to offend her. And this green brick house, which had the function of a temple, was even more mysterious and sacred. They didn't know how many times they had heard about the strange things that happened in this house.
When the other villagers saw that he was actually looking for trouble with the witch, they also burst into an uproar.
Someone advised, "Erlang, don't mess around!"
Someone also threatened, "You will suffer retribution for being disrespectful to God." This was an extreme believer in the witch. If it weren't for the fact that he was afraid of the knife in Li Qingshan's hand, he might have come up to reason with him.
Without saying a word, Li Qingshan kicked the wooden door open with a bang. The door bar, which was as thick as an arm, broke with a loud sound, shocking the villagers.
Li Qingshan turned around and ordered the three ruffians, "Guard outside. Don't let anyone in."
The three ruffians braced themselves and answered. At least they didn't need to go in.
Li Qingshan crossed the threshold and strode into the courtyard. He came to the door of the central room and was about to kick the door open.
The door automatically opened to both sides. It was clearly noon, but it was dark inside the door, and a cold air assaulted his face.
The witch was wearing a brightly colored witch robe and sitting on the altar. She said in a strange voice, "Li Erlang, do you know your crimes?"
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