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Chapter 691

Words:1871Update:22/06/25 06:08:35

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"Ouch! You crazy woman, let go of me! "

Elder Brother Li let out a cry of pain. Sister-in-law Li pulled Elder Brother Li's ear and forced him to turn around.

"I'm so unlucky to be married to a useless thing like you. You don't even dare to send a message. What's the use of having you? Your brother is quite a character, but he's a heartless, heartless bastard! "

Sister-in-law gritted her teeth, her face full of hatred. She hated Elder Brother Li for being useless, and she hated Li Qingshan for being heartless.

Over the years, the one who had changed the most in the village was Village Chief Li's family. Originally, he was just a farmer who was not much better than them. However, since Li Long went out, the silver was sent back like flowing water, and he suddenly became rich. His original house was pushed down and a large house was built. He ate delicious food and drinks every day, and there was no need to work in the field.

Looking at their own house, although they had a few more acres of land, they had one less laborer. They also had to buy cows, and they had to feed an extra family. Their lives were much more difficult. She had heard that Li Qingshan was much richer than Li Long, but she couldn't even get a penny from him. It really made her grit her teeth every day.

"Wasn't it you who came up with the stupid idea to take over his land and drive him out of the family? Now you're blaming me! If you dare to say another word, I'll slap you! "

Elder Brother Li was also angry. These years, he had been mocked by the villagers. They said that they finally had a good man in the family, but he was driven out of the house by him.

"Hit me! Hit me! Just beat me to death! "

Sister-in-law Li's ball-like body waved her four plump hands and feet and made a scene on the bed. Speaking of these things, she was also regretful to the point of her intestines turning green. But what was done could not be undone. What was the use of saying these things now?

"Hmph. Crazy woman! "

"Even if you don't think about us, you have to think about 'Stone'. You want him to farm with you for the rest of his life?"

Elder Brother Li was also silent. His mind gradually became active. No matter how big the hatred is, so many years have passed. After all, we're brothers with broken bones and connected tendons. Even if he wants to blame me, his brother, he can't blame his nephew! As long as he can relax a little. It was an inexhaustible blessing!

At the same time, below Crouching Ox hill outside the village, a few houses were submerged in the night rain. There was a faint glimmer of light. At first glance, it looked like a residential building, but it was covered with a red outer wall, which looked like an ancestral hall.

After entering the door, there was an offering table and a few plates of fruits. The lone lamp was on the verge of collapse even without being blown by the autumn night wind, as if it would be swallowed up by the darkness at any moment.

Under the dim light, a black wooden figure could be vaguely seen. With one hand on his waist and the other holding a knife, although the posture was very impressive, the workmanship was very rough. It was obviously the work of a countryside carpenter. However, his appearance was somewhat similar to that of Li Qingshan, or more accurately, Li Qingshan in his youth.

This was the hut that Li Qingshan had built for himself with a wild boar. Afterwards, he made a name for himself as the "Tiger Butcher", so the villagers built a special small temple for him, calling it the "Tiger Butcher Temple". There was even a temple attendant responsible for cleaning and taking care of it. In reality, he was just a childless, crippled old man. The villagers called him "Cripple Liu".

Old man Liu's responsibility was to ensure that the oil lamp did not go out at night, but there was no one to supervise him. On this bleak autumn night, he had already closed the temple door early. He ate some pig meat and drank half a liter of unclean wine before hugging his blanket and falling asleep. When someone broke through the temple door and entered the temple, he was completely unaware.

The person was extremely well-built, and his face was covered in a beard, making it impossible to tell his age. When he stepped into the temple, he was not wet at all. His eyes stared at the wooden statue, and they shone with a hateful light. He ground his teeth and said, "Li Qingshan!"

He suddenly took a step forward and struck the air with his palm. With a loud sound, the statue shattered into pieces. As for the flickering oil lamp, it was still burning steadily.

Old man Liu shuddered and woke up. He was still in a daze. "Is it thunder?" He limped to the front of the hall and saw the well-built figure with a single glance. "You're …"

Before he finished speaking, the man struck out with his palm again, and Old Liu exploded like a statue, causing a scarlet mist of blood to rise. Only his head was left intact, and it was placed on the sacrificial table by the man. He silently prayed and said,

"Father, I'll complete your unfulfilled wish first and destroy the Crouching Ox village. This will be the first. There will be a day when I personally kill Li Qingshan! "

Xiong Batian said viciously. If Li Qingshan were present, he might find him rather familiar, but of course, it was also possible that he had no impression of him at all. Compared to the enemies he had killed later on, the master of the Black Wind stronghold, Xiong Xiangwu, was nothing.

Xiong Batian was Xiong Xiangwu's son. However, he did not remain in the Black Wind stronghold. Instead, he learned martial arts from his grandfather. He knew that when the Black Wind stronghold was massacred, he was still a child. He understood that if he wanted revenge, all he could do was endure and wait for a good opportunity.

However, after enduring for over a decade, he discovered that his enemy had already become a Scarlet Hawk commander. His hopes of revenge became more and more uncertain. All he could do was massacre the Crouching Ox village and kill all of Li Qingshan's friends and family to vent his hatred.

Xiong Batian lifted up old man Liu's head and made his way towards the Crouching Ox village. He was determined to kill everyone and pile up their heads into a tower. This was the Black Wind stronghold's favourite symbol. He wanted to use it as a memorial to Xiong Xiangwu and his uncles!

Suddenly, he stopped. In the distance, he saw a group of people pass through the rain and enter the Crouching Ox village. His face became cold. "Alright, I'll kill as many as they come today. And the Drawn Reins village, Iron Fist, and everyone else related to Li Qingshan must die!"

Li Long's return caused an uproar in the courtyard of the Li family. Li Hu and Li Bao came out to receive him, crying out, "Big brother, you've finally returned!" "Before father died, he was still calling your name. Why are you so late?"

They had now become fair and plump, their faces full of richness. Each of them grabbed one of Li Long's hands, as if he had just left yesterday. The cries outside the mourning hall also rang out, all of them grieving to the extreme.

Li Long silently changed into his mourning clothes. He kowtowed three times and bowed nine times before arriving in the mourning hall. When he saw the corpses that had been processed in the coffin, two streaks of tears rolled down his cheeks.

As soon as he completed the ceremony, Li Hu pulled him into a side room. Li Bao followed behind him in a hurry. Li Long was confused. He listened to them argue with each other. As it turned out, after village head Li Long had left, they had been fighting over the family property. They had been in a heated argument, waiting for Li Long to return and uphold justice. The two of them glared at one another furiously. They no longer seemed sad at all.

Li Long felt disgusted. Just when he was about to say something, he suddenly sniffed. "There's the smell of blood!"

A heavy smell of blood permeated through the rain, coming from the other side of the village.

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