Silence, silence, silence …
The little girl's hand trembled as she wiped away the blood on her face. Then, she let out a piercing scream.
She looked thin and small. She didn't expect her voice to have such penetrating power, causing Yan Li's eardrums to ring.
Yan Li slowly pulled back her sword.
The beautiful woman fell down, but she was not dead. Her body was still convulsing, and blood flowed out, quickly covering the ground.
She let out a heart-wrenching scream, but no sound came out of her throat.
She couldn't communicate her pain, so how could the Wisdom Painting know she was not dead?
She struggled just like that, terrified of her impending death.
Yan Li looked like she was admiring a work of art. Only when she took her last breath did she look at the Wisdom Painting with a harmless smile on her face. "Life is painful to begin with. I sent her back to the sea of stars, this is also a kind of merit. Does Sir think so?"
"All sentient beings have the right to make their own decisions." The Buddha's Wisdom Painting reached out and pressed against the little girl's back. With a flash of white light, the little girl recovered from her fright and retreated to the foot of the wall. She lowered her head and did not even dare to look at Yan Li.
Even the Wisdom Painting didn't expect Yan Li to dare to attack. Moreover, she purposely didn't use her energy and hid her killing intent. Even she couldn't save her in time. In addition, the little girl's shockingly penetrating scream made it so she didn't notice that the beautiful woman didn't die immediately. Who asked her to be blind?
Perhaps she had seen too many deaths, but she was still very calm. "Killing is a sin. Sir's evil nature is deep and should be resolved in time. Otherwise, once you step into the sea of bitterness, there will be no turning back. If Sir doesn't mind, the Buddha Painting is willing to try."
This was also what made Little Pu Shu different from others. She believed that life was already at the other shore, and there were many pleasures worth exploring. If one blindly pursued stubbornness, it would be like stepping into the sea of bitterness.
Yan Li laughed. "I killed someone in front of you, and you still want to reform me?"
The Wisdom Painting said, "A murderer is still a human. Although the heavens have the virtue of cherishing life, the law may not be the same. Sir, please go to the capital governor's office and turn yourself in."
Yan Li laughed again and said, "I don't want to be converted by you, nor do I want to surrender."
"If that's the case, then I'll have to offend Futu."
Yan Li narrowed his eyes and said, "No, you won't touch me, and you'll even take the initiative to keep my secret."
The Buddha Prajna Painting frowned, then suddenly sighed. "Young Master is truly unscrupulous."
"I have no choice but to deal with you." Yan Li laughed and turned to leave.
However, when he was halfway there, he suddenly stopped and turned around. He said, "Sir, please forgive me. I've never believed verbal promises. Why don't you hand over the jade flute on your waist to prevent you from going back on your word?"
When the little girl heard this, she finally couldn't help but say angrily, "The Snow Flute is Miss' most precious treasure. How could she give it to you!"
The Buddha Prajna Painting didn't even think about it this time. He took off the white jade flute and lightly tossed it over. "Although the Snow Flute isn't up to standard, it has been with me for many years. I ask Sir to treat it well."
Yan Li caught it and casually stuck it at his waist. He blinked and said, "Don't worry, I will treat it like a beautiful wife."
When he walked far away, the little girl stomped her feet in anger. "Miss, with your strength, you can easily take care of him. Why not only let him go, but also give him your most precious Snow Flute?"
The Buddha Prajna Painting took out a handkerchief and gently wiped it for her. He said, "If I don't agree, you will die."
The little girl subconsciously said, "But, with your strength, you can easily kill him before he kills me …"
Just as she finished speaking, she was startled. Then she suddenly realized and was extremely moved.
The Buddha Prajna Painting never killed.
"The murderer is over there, quick …"
At this time, the constable finally arrived.
…
The prosperity of Yongling couldn't be described with words. It was already night, but Yongling Avenue was still bustling with people.
Of course, it was only like this on the main street. For example, the eastern and western cities were located in residential areas and had strict curfews. Vendors had to close up at night.
Yan Li walked alone on the street. At this time, he had strolled enough and was a bit hungry. He opened his bag and found that there were only a few scattered copper coins.
As the head of the Yanshan Robber, he was very poor, not just ordinarily poor. If it weren't for Yan Chaoyang's support along the way, he would have probably starved to death.
He sighed. "Ai, it's a novelty to be as poor as me in this line of work. I can barely eat some noodles. I'll make do."
His gaze swept around and finally fixed on a noodle shop. He walked over and sat down, shouting, "Boss, how much for a bowl of beef noodles?"
"Five copper coins."
Yan Li counted and found that there was still one missing. He said, "Will four do?"
"No, go away if you don't want to eat!"
Yan Li was angry. He ignored the disdainful eyes of the surrounding diners and said, "A bowl of beef noodles without beef."
The boss was stunned for a moment and finally ordered a bowl of noodles without beef. He put it in front of Yan Li with a bang and scolded, "How can a poor person eat noodles? Two copper coins."
Yan Li counted and put it in the boss's palm with three fingers.
At this time, the boss turned his wrist to grab it impatiently, but no one noticed that a strip of paper rolled into a thin stick slipped out of his sleeve and slid along Yan Li's palm into his sleeve.
The whole process was completed almost in an instant.
"Hurry up and eat it and get out." The boss took the money and walked away while cursing.
Yan Li's attitude towards food was almost devout. He chewed each noodle carefully as if eating the world's most delicious food. In the end, he also drank up the hot noodle soup. After confirming that there was nothing left in the bowl, he patted his stomach contentedly and walked out of the noodle house.
After leaving the noodle house, he did not delay and walked along the straight road. After crossing a bridge, he saw a magnificent restaurant behind the bridge.
The restaurant had a very strange name, called "Resentful Yuan House".
Yan Li looked at the name in a daze. He remembered that it was not called this 12 years ago.
There seemed to be a voice in his mind. His feet involuntarily walked forward, but he did not enter the restaurant. Instead, he walked along the river bank beside the restaurant and went down.
Suddenly, the sound of gurgling water sounded like thunder in Yan Li's ears. He suddenly woke up and found that he was only half a step away from the river. The blood on his face was immediately drained and he took a few steps back as if he had seen a ghost.
After a long time, he finally calmed his breath and exhaled lightly. Looking at the river from afar, he still had a feeling of lingering fear.
Probably only a few people knew that the infamous Swallow Dragon Butcher had an extreme fear of rivers that were slightly deeper than the surface of the river.
Looking around, he did not know when it had become quiet.
Suddenly, he saw a peach forest not far away. He immediately remembered that this was the peach forest that he often came to when he was young. If memory served him correctly, there was a lake further ahead called Lover's Lake.
He looked around and did not see anyone, so he entered the peach forest. But he did not see that there was a sign at the entrance of the peach forest with an imperial notice pasted on it.
He did not go far before he was suddenly startled. Through the hidden branches, he could vaguely see the brightly lit "Resentful Yuan House". The peach forest was like its back garden.
With the help of the scattered lights, he took out the note from his sleeve and unfolded it. There was an address written on it. After writing it down, he crushed the note into powder and opened the package. In addition to two sets of daily clothes, there was actually a set of night clothes.
He changed his clothes and packed the package. His eyes searched the peach forest and suddenly saw a different peach tree near Lover's Lake. He walked over and hung the package on a high branch.
He exited the peach forest and headed toward a less populated area.
The Yong Tomb was divided into nine large courtyards. Every garden had ten to twenty workshops. The small ones could house a hundred households, while the big ones could house several hundred households.
The Resentful Yuan Tower was located in the Yongle Square of Changxing Garden. Not far from it was the capital governor's office, located in the center of Yongling.
Yan Li's destination was the Guiyi Lane of Yong 'an Garden in the southwest. Most of the residences there were wealthy families.
At the edge of Guiyi Lane, there was an upper-middle-class house. The neighbors only knew that the owner of the house was called Zhao Chen, who had a habit of drinking every night. As for where he came from and what he did for a living, they had no idea.
Naturally, they didn't know that Zhao Chen was once an official of the Grand Xia Empire, a third-grade official. When he went out, he could ride a horse carriage. In the entire Grand Xia Empire, there weren't many third-grade officials with actual authority.
Unfortunately, he was just a drunkard.
The drunkard, Zhao Chen, was about forty or fifty years old. He was short and fat, with a wide forehead and a pair of drowsy eyes. He had a rosy nose and his neck was all meat.
At this time, he only knew one thing, and that was to drink. There was nothing better than living in a drunken stupor.
The wine almost made him forget that he was once a cultivator. Only when a sword was pressed against his neck did he react.
He sobered up, but appeared very calm. He said indifferently, "Finally."
Yan Li raised his eyebrows. "You knew I would come?"
Zhao Chen calmly said, "No matter what your purpose is, if you want to kill me, then kill me."
Yan Li asked, "Twelve years ago, the extermination of the Bai Clan, you were the one who handled it, right?"
Zhao Chen's face flashed with a trace of surprise. "You weren't sent by them to silence me?"
Then he quickly calmed down and said, "I've almost forgotten the past."
Yan Li said, "The barbarians have a kind of insect called 'Thousand Silk'. Once it's planted in a human body, it will weave a web inside and reproduce. Their reproduction speed is very fast. In the time it takes for half an incense stick to burn, they can weave a nest in the human body."
Zhao Chen's fat face twitched twice. "Why do you want to waste your time on a cripple like me? Why don't you just give me a quick death? "
Yan Li smiled. "Because I don't like to see people die too quickly. Watching people die slowly is not only interesting, it's also a great field of knowledge."
Zhao Chen said, "From your voice, you shouldn't be that old. How can you have such a cruel heart? I really don't know how you were born."
Yan Li said, "I also don't know how you were born, but I know how you will die."
Zhao Chen sighed. "That feeling must not be good. Although I'm a little fat, I don't want to become a nest for insects."
Yan Li said, "Then I'll ask and you answer. How about this agreement?"
Zhao Chen sighed again and said, "I just remembered something. You can try asking."
Yan Li said, "I want to know the ins and outs of the extermination of the Bai Clan."
Zhao Chen sighed again. "You have to let me turn around. It's not comfortable for me to sit like this. It's hard to avoid an oversight."
"Turn around." Yan Li said.
Zhao Chen moved his fat body. As he moved, the sword went further and further away. The wine pot suddenly exploded. His hand turned into a tiger's claw and suddenly reached for Yan Li's throat.
Such a fat body, but his movements were as fast as lightning.
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