The first cause of all realms

Chapter 76 Aftermath
The misty red sun did not bring a few ray of warmth.

In the fluttering snowflakes, in the ruined city of Montenegro, there were cries and cries everywhere.

"you…"

Seeing the blood-stained disciple who looked like he had been reborn, old man Wei was extremely puzzled and surprised, but he still didn't ask.

Just nodded:

"It's fine."

"It's good that you're fine."

The boulder fell to the ground in Yang Yu's heart, and his tense spirit relaxed.

Immediately, the stinging pain from all over his body made him groan. This was the injury he suffered last night, and it was also a signal that his body was overwhelmed by not restraining his strength.

"You're badly hurt."

Wei He frowned.

At a glance, he could see that Yang Jue's injuries were not serious, not to mention the seven bleeding arrow wounds all over his body, but he recognized the palm prints on his half-naked chest.

That is the secret superior martial arts taught by Lian Sheng, the mighty divine palm.

He has seen a thing or two from secret reports, and he knows that the practice of this set of palm techniques is from the outside to the inside, but the force is exerted from the inside to the outside.

Once hit, the force of the palm penetrates into every hole, not only breaking the bones, but also hurting the viscera.

"Killing so many people, how can there be no injuries?"

Yang Jue twitched the corners of his mouth, compared to the pleasure of suppressing the indignation pouring out, what is this pain?
After staring at Yang Ju for a long time, Wei He still had to sigh:
"It's really a mistake."

"It's not the first time you've said that."

Yang Jue relieved his numb and tingling body, and Guan Shanshui, who was pressed by Wei He, roared in a low voice:

"How could it be you? How could it be you? My lord, what about my lord?"

He was beyond shocked.

He recognized the big bow that Yang Jue was holding, and he also saw that the seven blood holes on his body were all arrow wounds, as well as the palm print of Daweishen.

What this means is simply self-evident.

But what puzzled him was that even though this kid seemed to have undergone considerable changes now, his internal energy seemed to be at the level of a second exchange of blood.

But how is this possible?

"Huh~"

Yang Ju's expression was slightly cold, and the edge of the blade glowed with a faint light:
"If you walk faster, you may be able to catch up on Huangquan Road."

"Stay on!"

Wei He blocked it with a horizontal knife.

Dang bang~
When the two knives touched, Wei He trembled all over and almost fell to his knees.
He raised his head again, looking at Yang Ju, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Master, there is chaos in the city, we can't leave this disaster behind."

Yang Qian puts away the knife.

Wei He was stunned for a long time before regaining his composure, and said in a deep voice:

"It would be refreshing to kill them together, but if there are no witnesses or criminals, it's hard to explain what happened today."

Among the counties in Shunde Prefecture, Heishan City is quite special.

Not only is it under the jurisdiction of the Shunde Prefecture, but it is also under the control of the Qingzhou judge. For such a major event, Qingzhou will definitely send people to investigate.

It would be a lot of trouble to kill them cleanly.

Snapped!
Guan Shanshui was knocked out with a hand knife, and only then did Yang Jue show deep tiredness:

"The next thing will be left to the teacher."

The human body is like the most complicated instrument in the world, and the ribs and tendons certainly drive the transformation of all parts of the body.

However, it is impossible for the membrane muscles, internal organs, and blood vessels to keep up with the exponentially increased strength in half a day.

At this time, he was still full of energy, but the intense pain all over his body and the great mental exhaustion made him just want to fall asleep.

"it is good."

As soon as Wei He agreed, Yang Juan had already fallen to the corner of the wall, holding the butcher's knife, and fell into a drowsy sleep.

"you…"

Wei He casually stripped Taoist Guan clean, covered Yang Prison, and sent a signal, waiting for other disciples to come.

By the way, more than a dozen dead bodies on the ground were also searched.

Call ~
Daoist Guan, who was in a coma, twitched unconsciously, curled up his hands and feet, feeling a little cold.

……

A band of mist surrounds the mountains.

The mountain spring that never stops in winter flows through the small courtyard surrounded by fences.

The trembling old woman carefully took care of the flowers of all seasons, humming an unknown song.

At a certain moment, a flower plant similar to a sunflower rose up in the flowerbed, and a smear of black blood appeared on the pure white flower surface facing the old woman.

"Yuchilong? That seemed like a good kid, did he just die like this? It's a pity..."

The old woman listened attentively, with a look of regret on her face.

She put down the kettle and clapped her hands lightly, making a crisp sound.

uh~
A sharp cry fell from the clouds.

A strange bird that looked like a beast hovered and swooped down, then carefully landed outside the fence, trembling and lowering its high head.

"Go to Qingzhou and let 'Qing'er' take back the things."

Randomly tore off a petal and threw it to the strange bird, the old woman ordered.

Boo!
Greed and fear flashed in the scarlet eyes of the strange bird, and it flew away with its wings flapping.

"Have you heard, Mantra?"

The corner of the old woman's mouth showed a piercing smile:
"Our time is coming..."

Under the dirty and smelly stone trough, the bloody white pig looked at the old woman coldly. Seeing her gaze, he lowered his head again and grunted and gnawed on the pig grass.

……

Liu Qingqing spread a few tattered clothes on the ground in silence.

Carefully holding the muddy corpse on his clothes, wrapped it up, and stumbled out of the smoky prison.

Not far away, Li Eryi sighed lightly.

He didn't show up, and he really didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only ignore it.

On a midwinter day, the weather is cold.

But not as cold as Liu Qingqing's heart.

Looking at the messy Heishan City, the once prosperous city has become a purgatory, with traces of burning flames everywhere, and a pungent bloody smell everywhere.

Just one brief night turned the world upside down.

Holding her father's muddy bones, Liu Qingqing's body trembled, feeling indescribably complicated and empty.

Dangling, he returned to the Liu residence.

Without the delicacy and splendor of the past, the Liu Mansion was full of smog, and the servants and servants huddled together, cursing and roaring.

Yamen servants and guards fought on their own, vying for all kinds of property.

Seeing the former son, they turned a blind eye, lost the respect they used to have, and even if they were not afraid of his skills that had already been exchanged, they would have wished to step forward and rob him.

"My lord, master, master, something really happened to him..."

The old slave with a bruised nose and a swollen face fell to the ground with tears in his arms, hugging Liu Qingqing's thigh, and complained loudly:

"These thieves, they, they dare to rob our things, quickly, kill this group of criminal slaves!"

Pulling his legs away, Liu Qingqing remained expressionless:
"That's not our thing."

"Sir?"

The old slave looked at Liu Qingqing in disbelief: "This is the family business that the master has worked so hard to buy for many years, and it is the family business that I want to leave to you!"

"Ten years ago, we came here empty-handed..."

Liu Qingqing mumbled and walked towards the backyard.

Not long after, he came out leading an old horse and a dusty carriage: "This is our thing... let's go."

"Young master..."

The old slave slumped on the ground, weeping in frustration:

"The master is gone, where can we go? They, they won't let us go..."

Ten years as a county magistrate, the sky is three feet high.

He couldn't be more clear about how much evil was done in it. When Liu Wenpeng was here, everything was not a problem.

But he's gone...

Liu Qingqing didn't respond, but just pulled the car and left the house amidst the looting.

At this time, the sky was already bright, and the snowflakes were still floating, but looking at the sun, it was almost noon.

Outside the gate of Liu's residence, an unknown number of people gathered.

Some people wept, some hated, some hated, and some glared.

"Bastard, bastard! Old Dog Liu's bastard son is here!"

"Mongrels, brutes, bugs!"

"Hit him, kill him! He's not as good as a pig or a dog! A bastard who doesn't pay for food!"

……

The overwhelming curses mixed with the rain of stones drowned both of them and the carriage.

The old slave was beaten until his head was bleeding, crying for his father and mother.

Liu Qingqing didn't say a word, let the blood drip on the ground, and stared fixedly at the shouting person in the crowd:
"You say I eat free food?"

He can bear any kind of viciousness.

Because the father's debt is paid by the son, it is only right and proper.

But when did he eat free food?
"I bother!"

The man trembled when he was seen, but he still yelled:

"You are more hateful than your bastard! Pretend to be generous and give more money, but every time you leave, you will send someone to leave secretly!"

"That's right! Liu Qingqing, what kind of good do you think you are?"

"Return our money!"

More people started shouting.

"I…"

Liu Qingqing staggered a step, his throat choked, he looked at the old slave, who lowered his head and dared not speak.

"So it is, so it is."

He smiled miserably and took a few steps back, understanding everything.

It turns out that the kindness and generosity I thought I thought was just a joke...

"Silver! A lot of silver, come quickly, come and get it!"

Suddenly, an excited shout came from the Liu residence.

All the people surrounding the door were so irritated that they threw all the stones in their hands at Liu Qingqing, and rushed towards Liu's mansion frantically.

They did not come to Liu's residence to condemn Liu Qingqing.

"Young Master Liu..."

Li Eryi walked out of the corner with the knife in hand, took the old horse, grabbed Liu Qingqing, and walked out of the city.

That shout was naturally his handwriting.

Liu Qingqing seemed to have lost her soul and was in a daze.

It wasn't until Li Eryi dragged him out of the city that he came back to his senses and squeezed his hand tightly:
"Is the gold I gave you really, really, really taken back?"

"How can this happen?"

Li Eryi pinched his nose and lied.

Liu Qingqing could see it.

"Ridiculous, ridiculous..."

He smiled miserably, with a sudden sternness flashing across his face, he lifted the curtain of the car, and threw out the package wrapped in the bones.

"Liu Wenpeng, you should expose your corpse to the wilderness!"

"I, I shouldn't be alive!"

Growling and throwing away Li Eryi's hand, Liu Qingqing suddenly exerted force and slammed into the outer city wall.

"Young Master Liu! (Young Master)!"

The expressions of Li Eryi and the old servant changed drastically.

boom!
There was a muffled sound, and Li Eryi couldn't bear to look at it, but then heard another muffled sound.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw an old man with a pale face holding Liu Qingqing's head with one hand, and pressed him heavily to the ground!
boom!
Bang bang bang!
After a full nine times.

With a wave of Wei He's hand, Liu Qingqing, who was like mud, was thrown out, and several of them rolled and fell at the old slave's feet:

"get out!"

"Thank you, thank you very much."

The old servant tremblingly helped Liu Qingqing into the carriage, and pulled the old horse into the distance.

"Wei River?"

Li Eryi recognized the old man.

A few days ago, this old guy often came to listen to his storytelling, and he was very fond of Jin Ping Mei, but he was stingy and never gave money.

However, he knew that this old guy was Yang Yu's master, so he held his nose and endured it.

"Liu Wenpeng deserves death, but this kid still has a conscience."

Wei He said lightly:

"Then let him live for now."

Li Eryi saw something was wrong, subconsciously took two steps back, and widened his eyes:

"You didn't come here to kill him, did you?"

Wei He didn't admit it, nor objected, turned around and walked towards the city:

"Who asked my apprentice to kill Lao Tzu..."

　Chapter 2 delivered, good night everyone.It's a bit late today, so I'll start at midnight tomorrow.

I would like to recommend a new book "I want my name to last forever", the new book of the bride of the great god sister. It is a very interesting book. If you are interested, you can read it.

　
(End of this chapter)