The toughest man in the city

Chapter 509 Dead Skin

Li Linchuan felt that his eyes must be dazzled, otherwise how could he see such a terrifying thing.

More importantly, it wasn't the first time he saw this scene.

On a night more than 20 years ago, he personally handed over his infant son to the two dead men of the Li family. When he watched them go away, he also saw the same white clothes and white hair on the endless lake in the Jiangnan Water Pavilion. female ghost.

He will never forget everything he experienced during that time.

That was his own son, he handed him over to someone else and took him to death.

Is the pain in his heart less than that of Fu Qingcheng?

More than 20 years ago, Li Linchuan, a talented scholar from the south of the Yangtze River, was well-known in China, and he was called a genius in the world of calligraphy and painting.

However, his artistic achievements are so high, but he still can't hold back his academic achievements. How many first-tier city plans were formed from his hands, and how many new and advanced weapon design drawings were formed by relying on the pen in his hand. , from fantasy to reality.

At that time, Li Linchuan, who was only in his early twenties, was already a research fellow of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, and participated in major scientific research projects that many people could not imagine.

Talent, appearance, money, status, all kinds of advantages are all in one.

To put it bluntly, all the big families in China at that time wanted to think hard and marry their best daughter to Li Linchuan.

Just because the achievements of this one cannot be estimated by anyone.

In the end, Li Linchuan chose his true love, Fu Qingcheng who was melted by his gentle personality when he first saw him.

The two fell in love for a year and got married.

On the day of the big wedding, the entire Huaxia family congratulated, and on the day of the wedding, I don't know how many young ladies from the family fainted from crying.

I thought this was a couple that even gods would not envy.

But what happened later completely shattered the happy family.

Fu Qingcheng was pregnant in October and gave birth in one morning.

That night, it was the rainy season in the south of the Yangtze River, the moon was sparse, and the picturesque Li Family Courtyard in the south of the Yangtze River by the mountains and lakes was full of flames.

The sudden fire destroyed half of Li's house.

A baby was born in this fire, making a gorgeous appearance, blinding all the doctors and nurses who were in the room to deliver Fu Qingcheng.

When a hero comes to the world, there is a vision in the sky.

When a devil is born, there must be disasters.

The Li family gave birth to a demon, a demon that is very likely to destroy all the powers of the entire Chinese family in the future.

I don't know who spread this kind of words, but everyone believed it.

On the second day after the child was born, there was a lot of traffic in front of the Li family's gate, and all the heads of families in China that had been passed down for more than five generations gathered in the south of the Yangtze River.

Li Linchuan is not qualified to enter the living room and listen to what those people are talking about.

He only knows one outcome.

That is, such a family in the whole of China, with countless respected people, can't collectively tolerate a baby who has just been born.

Li Linchuan felt how ridiculous this matter was, and even made preparations for anyone who dared to touch his son to step over his corpse.

But after the old man of the Li family placed a piece of top-secret information in front of him, he fell silent.

He guarded his wife and son in his dilapidated home for a month. On the day of the full moon, he picked up the infant baby and handed the baby to the person who was about to kill him.

What is more important than the life of your own son?

Li Linchuan would not say that Fu Qingcheng asked him this question countless times over the past 20 years, but he did not answer.

He only knew the two dead men who took his son away and never came back.

In his mind, since it was the dead man arranged by the old man in the family, he must die to show his will after doing what they should do.

No one in this world knows how his son died, where he died, and where he was buried.

The surging Yellow River water swept away all Li Linchuan's painful memories.

How he wished that time could be reversed, like the river flowing back, back to the beginning, and make a new choice.

It's a pity that there is no chance to start over in life.

The river water comes from the source, and there will never be a day of backflow.

same night.

Qingshui Lake, the source of the Three Rivers.

In front of the door of a dilapidated farmhouse, a woman whose face was completely burnt and could not see her true colors ran out of the door in panic. At a glance, she saw the man at home who also had burns and scars on his face. He opened his mouth wide and gasped violently. .

"Old man, something happened."

The man casually threw the mountain fowl he had just hunted on the ground, and said with a smile, "I'll see how panicked you are if what happened."

"The, that child's skin is split."

"what!"

The man's eyes were full of panic, and he rushed into the main room of the farmhouse quickly, staring intently at the objects placed on the tribute table in the middle of the main room.

It was a piece of wood carving. The wood carving itself was made into a shape similar to that of a baby sitting cross-legged, and its outer circumference was wrapped with a special skin bag.

The skin that was originally intact had a shocking big opening in the chest at this moment.

It was as if someone stabbed a baby in the heart with a knife.

The feeling of being stabbed in the heart must be very painful.

Li Xiao now has personal experience.

He originally wanted to control Fu Qingcheng and teach that woman a profound lesson, so that she wouldn't be tempted to seek death if she saw anyone again.

The idea is good. When rushing forward, with the help of the special existence in his body, he managed to dodge bullets at a close range that humans can't imagine.

But when he grabbed Fu Qingcheng's throat with one hand, everything changed.

At that moment, he clearly saw a certain piece of jade on Fu Qingcheng's neck emitting a coquettish will-o'-the-wisp light, and then it was as if an electric current was transmitted from the woman, along his arm, and spread throughout his body. The whole body made him stiffen in place.

Then, Fu Qingcheng fired the last bullet in the pistol, and the bullet went straight into his heart.

It hurts.

The pain was so painful that he jumped into the sky and fell into the Yellow River.

The blood was flowing, and the strength in his body was disappearing. The icy river water surrounded him, and the scorching blood rolled and swirled along with the river water, wrapping circle after circle around his body.

In the past, he always heard people say that before a person dies, he will see the replay of his life.

He was still thinking, how could it be possible to see so many pictures after such a long life and such an instant of death.

But he believed it now.

He saw a scene more than 20 years ago. He saw a middle-aged man and woman with stern expressions looking at him with complicated eyes.

"Li Su, are you really going to kill him? He's still a child."

"Li Lan, this is the old man's decision. Can we violate it? If you kill him, you and I will die together. Don't hesitate, do it!"

A simple conversation followed by the man reaching out and grabbing the swaddled baby by the throat.

With a little effort, this life will end in its hands.

But the next moment, the light shone, and a fire of ignorance rose out of thin air.

Burned down the dense forest more than 20 years ago.

It also boiled the cold water of the Yellow River under the night.

(End of this chapter)