"Oh! You crazy woman, you still won't let go!"

Brother Li let out a cry of pain, and Sister Li grabbed Brother Li's ear and turned his body around.

"I'm not bad for eight lifetimes. I don't dare to marry you this useless thing, and I don't dare to send a message. What's the use of asking you? Your brother is a character, but he is a heartless, ruthless bastard!"

Sister Li gritted her teeth and looked full of hatred, hating Brother Li for being incompetent and Li Qingshan for being ruthless.

Over the years, the village has the biggest change, which is Village Chief Li’s family. It was only a farmer who was not much better than them. As a result, since Li Long went out, the money was sent back like flowing water and became rich all of a sudden. The original house was pushed and a huge house was built, with delicious food and spicy food every day, so how could he have to work in the fields?

Look at my family. Although she occupied a few acres of land, she lacked labor, spent on buying cattle, and had to raise more people. She lived a lot of hard work. She clearly heard that Li Qingshan was much richer than Li Long, but she couldn't even take advantage of a penny. She really made her grit her teeth every day.

"It wasn't the bad idea that you, a woman, came up with. She wanted to occupy his property and drive him out of the house? Now I blame me! I dare to say nonsense again, believe it or not, I will suck you with my big mouth!"

Brother Li was also angry. Over the years, he was ridiculed by the villagers, saying that a hero finally emerged from his family, but he was driven out of the house without any gaze.

"Fight! Fight! Forget it if you beat me to death!"

Mrs. Li was like a ball, dancing four round hands and feet, and was tantrums on the bed. When talking about these things, she regretted that her intestines were blue, but it was hard to contain the water. What's the use of talking about these things now?

"Hmph. Crazy Woman!"

"Even if you don't think about us, you have to think about the 'stone'. Do you let him plant it with you for the rest of your life?"

Brother Li was also silent. His mind gradually became alive: no matter how big the grudge was, it had been so many years. After all, the brother who broke the bones and had tendons. He blamed me, his brother, and he couldn't blame him, his nephew! As long as he breathed a little relieved, he would have endless blessings!

At the same time, under Woniugang outside the village, several of them were immersed in the night rain. A little light was faintly revealed. At first glance, it looked like a house, but there was a circle of exterior walls covered outside, painted red, like a ancestral hall.

Entering the door, there are an altar table, a few plates of fruits and vegetables, and a lonely lamp, which is shaking without the autumn night wind blowing, and will be swallowed by darkness at any time.

With the faint light, a black wooden portrait can be seen vaguely. One hand is close to the waist and the other hand holds a knife. Although the posture is majestic, the workmanship is very rough. At first glance, it is the craftsmanship of a country carpenter. However, her appearance is somewhat similar to that of Li Qingshan, or to be more precise, Li Qingshan in his youth.

This is exactly the hut that Li Qingshan built for himself with a wild boar. Later, he made the name of "Tiger Slaughter". On this basis, the villagers built a special small temple for him, called "Tiger Slaughter Temple", and there was also a special temple for cleaning and repairing. In fact, he was a lame old man without children, and he was called "Liu Lazi" in the village.

Old Man Liu's duty is to ensure that the oil lamp will not be extinguished at night, but no one will supervise it. On this bleak autumn night of wind and rain, he closed the temple gate early, just a little pork head meat, drank half a pound of turbid wine, and fell asleep with the quilt. When someone broke through the temple gate and came to the temple, he was unaware of it.

The man had a very strong waist, and his face was full of beard and could not tell his age. When he stepped into the temple, his body was not wet by the rain. He looked at the wooden statue with his eyes, and shot out the light of hatred, and said gritting his teeth: "Li Qingshan!"

He suddenly took a step forward, slapped out of the air, and a loud noise, the statue split into pieces. But the erratic oil lamp was lit steadily.

Old Man Liu was shocked and woke up, still confused: "Has it thundered?" He limped to the hall and saw the strong black shadow at a glance, "You are..."

Before he finished speaking, the man slapped out another palm, and Old Man Liu exploded like a statue, raising a scarlet blood mist, leaving only one head intact. He was placed on the altar and silently wished:

"Father, I will fulfill your will first and destroy this Woniu Village. This is the first one. One day, I will kill Li Qingshan with my own hands!"

Xiong Batian said viciously that if Li Qingshan was here, he might feel familiar, and of course he might not have any impression of it at all. Compared with the enemies he killed later, Xiong Xiangwu, the leader of the Black Wind Village, was nothing.

Xiong Batian is Xiong Xiangwu's biological son, but he did not stay in Heifeng Village, but learned martial arts from his grandfather. He knew that when Heifeng Village was slaughtered, he was still a child. He knew that he wanted to take revenge, so he could only endure it and wait for a good opportunity.

But after more than ten years of endurance, he found that his enemy had become the commander of Chiying, and his hope of revenge became increasingly slim. He had to slaughter Woniu Village and kill all Li Qingshan's relatives and friends to vent his hatred.

Xiong Batian picked up Old Man Liu's head and walked towards Woniu Village. He was determined to kill everyone and piled up the heads into a tower. It was the favorite symbol of Heifeng Village to commemorate Xiong Xiangwu and those uncles!

His steps suddenly stopped, and a group of people walked through the night rain and entered Woniu Village. His face turned cold: "Okay, I'll kill as much as I come today, as well as Lemazhuang and Iron Fist Sect. All those who have a relationship with Li Qingshan must die!"

Li Long's return caused a sensation in the Li family compound. The two brothers Li Hu and Li Bao came out and cried, "Brother, you are back!" "Before dad died, he was still calling your name, why are you so late?"

They are now white and fat, with rich faces on their faces. They each grabbed one of Li Long's hands, as if he had just left yesterday, and the crying outside the mourning hall also rang out, all of whom were extremely sad.

Li Long silently changed into mourning clothes, bowed three times and nine times, came to the mourning hall, and saw the body lying in the coffin, and two lines of tears fell in his eyes.

As soon as he finished the gift, Li Hu pulled him to the side room. Li Bao hurriedly followed him. Li Long was inexplicably involved and heard them scramble for each other. It turned out that after Village Chief Li left, they were fighting for family property and making a big fuss, and they were waiting for Li Long to come back to uphold justice. The two of them glared at each other, and there was no sadness at all.

Li Long felt disgusted and was about to speak when he suddenly sniffed: "It smells bloody!"

A strong smell of blood was spreading through the rain curtain from the other end of the village.
Chapter completed!