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"Oh yo yo! you crazy woman, don't let go!"

Brother Li let out a cry of pain, and Sister-in-law Li grabbed Brother Li's ears and forced him to turn around.

"My mother has reached the mold of eight lifetimes, marrying you useless things, I don't dare to carry a letter, what's the use of asking you? Your brother is a character, but he is a heartless, heartless, ruthless and unrighteous bastard!"

Sister-in-law Li gritted her teeth, her face was full of hatred, hating Brother Li for being incompetent, and hating Li Qingshan for being ruthless.

Over the years, the biggest change in the village is the family of the village chief, who was originally only a peasant household not much stronger than them, but since Li Long went out, the silver was sent back like flowing water, and he became rich all of a sudden.

Looking at my own family, although I occupy a few more acres of land, I have one less laborer, and I have to pay for cattle, and I have to raise one more person, and I have to live a lot harder. Obviously, I heard that Li Qingshan was much richer than Li Long, but she couldn't even take advantage of a penny, which really made her grit her teeth with hatred every day.

"It wasn't your mother-in-law's bad idea to take possession of his land and drive him out of the house? Now blame me! Dare to talk nonsense again, believe it or not, I will slap you with a big mouth!"

Brother Li was also angry, he has been ridiculed by the villagers over the years, saying that the family finally produced a good man, but he was driven out of the door without eyes.

"Hit, hit, hit! Kill me!"

Sister-in-law Li's ball-like body, dancing four round hands and feet, splashed on the bed, speaking of these things, she didn't regret that her intestines were green, but it was difficult to collect the water, and now let's talk about it. What's the use?

"Hmph, crazy!"

"Even if you don't think about us, you have to think about the 'stone', and you let him follow you to plant the land for the rest of your life?"

Brother Li was also silent, and his mind gradually became lively: no matter how big the hatred is, so many years have passed, after all, the brother who broke the bones and tendons. He just blames my brother, and he can't blame his nephew! As long as he breathes a sigh of relief, he will enjoy endless blessings!

Meanwhile. Outside the village, under the Woniu Gang, several were immersed in the night rain, faintly revealing a little light. At first glance, it looks like a private house, but it is covered with an outer wall. It is painted red, like an ancestral hall.

Entering the door, an offering table, a few plates of melons and fruits, and a lonely lamp are already crumbling without the autumn night wind. It can be swallowed up by darkness at any time.

Through the faint light, a black wooden figure can be faintly seen, with one hand on the waist and the other holding a knife. Although the posture is very majestic, the workmanship is very rough, and it looks like the craftsmanship of a country carpenter. However, his face is the same as Li Qingshan, more precisely, Li Qingshan in his youth. There are some similarities.

This is the thatched hut that Li Qingshan built for himself with a wild boar, and later he broke out of the name of "Tiger Slaughter". On this basis, the people in the village built a special small temple for him, called the "Tiger Tu Temple", and a special temple Zhu was responsible for cleaning and taking care of it, in fact, he was a lame old man with no children and no daughters, and the village called it "Liu Cripple".

Old man Liu's duty is to ensure that at night, the oil lamp is not extinguished, but no one supervises it. On this bleak autumn night, he closed the temple door early, ordered pig's head meat, drank half a catty of turbid wine, and fell asleep with the quilt. When someone broke open the temple door and came to the temple, he didn't realize it.

When he stepped into the temple, his body was also not wet by the rain, his eyes looked at the wooden statue, shooting out the light of hatred, and gritted his teeth: "Li Qingshan!"

He suddenly took a step forward, slapped his palm in the air, and with a loud bang, the statue was torn apart. And the erratic oil lamp was steadily lit.

Old man Liu was shocked, woke up, and was still in a daze: "Did it thunder?" limped to the front of the hall, and saw the sturdy black shadow at a glance, "Are you ......?"

Before he finished speaking, the man slapped out another palm, and Old Man Liu also exploded like a statue, raising a scarlet blood mist, leaving only one head still intact, which was placed on the offering table by the man, and silently said:

"Father, I will first fulfill your will 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, if Li Qingshan was here, maybe he would feel a little familiar, of course, he might not be impressed at all, compared to the enemies he killed later, Xiong Xiangwu, the master of the Black Wind Village, was really nothing.

Xiong Batian is Xiong Xiangwu's biological son, but he did not stay in Heifeng Village, but followed his grandfather to learn martial arts, knowing that when Heifeng Village was slaughtered, he was still a child, and he understood that if he wanted revenge, he could only wait for a good opportunity.

But he endured it for more than ten years, but found that the enemy had become the leader of the Red Eagle, and the hope of revenge was getting slimmer and slimmer, so he had to slaughter Woniu Village and kill all Li Qingshan's relatives and friends to vent his hatred.

Xiong Batian lifted Liu Laohan's head and walked to Woniu Village, determined to kill everyone and pile up the heads into a tower—that was the favorite symbol of Heifeng Village—to honor Xiong Xiangwu and those uncles!

His footsteps suddenly paused, and he saw a team of people and horses passing through the night rain and entering Woniu Village, his face was cold: "Okay, come and kill as many as you want today, as well as Le Ma Zhuang and Iron Fist Gate, all those who have anything to do with Li Qingshan must die!"

Li Long's return caused a sensation in the Li family compound, and the two brothers, Li Hu and Li Bao, greeted them and cried out: "Big brother, you are back!" "Dad was still calling your name before he died, why are you so late?"

They were all white and fat now, and their faces were full of wealth, and each of them grabbed one of Li Long's hands, as if he had just left yesterday, and the cries outside the mourning hall also rang out, and they were all extremely sad.

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

As soon as he finished the gift, Li Hu pulled him to the side room, and Li Bao hurriedly followed. Li Long was inexplicable, and listened to what they said about fighting for me, it turned out that after Village Chief Li left, they were fighting for family property, and they were making a lot of trouble, so they waited for Li Long to come back and administer justice. The two of them looked at each other angrily, and there was still a half-sad look.

Li Long felt a burst of disgust in his heart, and was about to speak, when he suddenly sniffled: "There is a smell of blood!"

A strong smell of blood was permeating the other side of the village through the rain curtain.

Li Long walked out quickly, came to the street, and saw Xiong Batian coming from the other end, holding more than 20 heads in both hands, men, women and children, the blood was still dripping, and in this moment, he had walked six households. (To be continued)