Legend of the Great Saint

"Hey! You crazy woman, don't let go!"

Big Brother Li made a cry, Li Dazhao grabbed Li’s ear and turned his body around.

"The old lady went to the eight generations of mold, married to you this useless thing, I don't dare to believe a letter, what do you want to use? Your brother is a personal thing, but it is a heartless, ruthless and unspeakable bastard!"

Li Dazhao gritted his teeth and hated it. He hated Li’s incompetence and hated Li Qingshan’s ruthlessness.

Over the years, the village has to say that the biggest change is the village of Li, who is only a farmer who is not much stronger than them. As a result, since Li Long went out, the money was sent back like a stream of water, and it suddenly became rich. The house was pushed to cover a large house, and it was delicious every day.

Look at your own home, although it takes up a few acres of land, but it has lost a labor, as well as the cost of buying cattle, but also to raise more people, but a lot of hard work. Obviously, I heard that Li Qingshan has more money than Li Long, but even the cheaper money of a penny is not enough. It really makes her bite her teeth.

"At the beginning, it was not your ambiguous idea. You want to take up his field and drive him out of the house? Now I will blame me! Then dare to talk nonsense, believe it or not, I will smoke you!"

Big Brother Li was also angry. In these years, he was not ridiculed by the villagers. He said that he had a good man at home, but he was driven out of the door by his eyes.

"Hit! Hit! You killed me!"

Li Daqiu's general body, dancing four round hands and feet, sprinkled on the bed, talking about these things, she is not regretful, the intestines are green, but the water is difficult to accept, and now say these. What is the use?

"Hey, crazy woman!"

"If you don't think about it for us, think about it for ‘rock,’ and let him follow you for a lifetime?”

Big Brother Lee is also silent, and his mind is gradually alive: even if there is a big hatred, it has been so many years, after all, interrupted the brothers with bones and ribs. He is blaming me, my brother, and can't blame him for this relative! As long as he is a little relieved, it is a blessing!

at the same time. Under the oxengang outside the village, several people are immersed in the night rain, revealing a light. Looking at it in a blink of an eye, it seems to be a residential building, but there is a circle of outer walls on the outside. Painted in red, like the look of a ancestral hall.

Entering the door, one for the table, a few plates of fruit, a lonely lamp, without the autumn night wind, it has been crumbling. It will be swallowed up by the darkness at any time.

With a faint light, a black wood portrait is visible, with one hand on the waist and one hand on the knife. Although the posture is very prestige, but the work is very rough, at first glance is the craftsmanship of the country carpenter. However, Yan Yan and Li Qingshan, more accurately, are Li Qingshan in their youth. A little bit similar.

Here is the huts that Li Qingshan used to cover himself with a wild boar. Later he took out the name of "Tiger Slaughter". On the basis of this, the villagers built a special small temple for him, called the "Tiger Temple", and a special temple wishing to clean up and take care of it. In fact, it is an old man who has no children, and the village says It is "Liu Zizi".

Liu’s duty is to ensure that at night, this oil lamp is not extinguished, but no one is supervising. On this autumn night of hurricane and rain, he closed the temple door early, and he ordered some pig's head meat, drank half a catty of turbid wine, and slept with a quilt. When someone broke the temple door and came to the temple, he was unaware.

The man’s back was very strong, and his beard was not old enough. When he stepped into the temple, he was not wet with the rain. He looked at the wooden statue and shot the light of hatred. "Li Qingshan!"

He suddenly stepped forward, taking a shot from the air, a loud noise, and the statue was torn apart. And the erratic oil lamp was steady.

Liu Laotou was shocked and woke up. He was still confused: "Is it thunder?" He limped to the front of the hall and saw the strong black shadow at a glance. "You are..."

The words have not been finished yet, the man took another palm shot, and Liu Laotou also burst like a statue, spurting a scarlet **** fog, leaving only one head intact, and being placed on the table by the person. , silently said:

"Father, I will finish your legacy first, and destroy this Wo Niu Village. This is the first one. One day, I will kill Li Qingshan personally!"

Xiong Ba Tian said evilly, if Li Qingshan is here, maybe he will feel familiar, and of course he may not have any impression at all. Compared with the enemy he later killed, the black wind village owner Xiong Xiangwu is really nothing.

Xiong Ba Tian is the son of Xiong Xiangwu, but he did not stay in the black wind village, but he followed his grandfather to learn the military. He knew that when the black wind village was slaughtered, he was still a child, and he understood that he wanted to revenge and hate, and he only had to wait for a good opportunity. .

However, he has been forbearing for more than a decade, but he has found that the enemy has become the commander of the Red Eagle. The hope of revenge is getting more and more embarrassing. Only the slaughter of the Wo Niu Village will kill all the friends and relatives of Li Qingshan to vent their hatred.

Xiong Batian mentioned Liu Laohan’s head and went to Wo Niu Village, determined to kill everyone, and piled the head into a tower – that is the favorite sign of the Black Wind Village – to sacrifice Xiong Xiangwu and those uncles. !

He suddenly had a footstep in his footsteps. He saw a team of people passing through the night rain and entered the Wolverine Village. His face was cold: "Well, how many kills are there today, as well as Le Ma Zhuang and Tiequanmen, all have a relationship with Li Qingshan. People must die!"

The return of Li Long caused a sensation in the Li Family Courtyard. Li Hu and Li Bao both greeted each other and cried in the mouth: "Big Brother, you can come back!" "Before you die ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Why are you so late when you call your name?"

They are now all white and fat, full of face, each grabbed Li Long's hand, kindly as if he had just left yesterday, the crying outside the hall also followed, and all of them grieve to the extreme.

Li Long silently changed into filial piety, and went to the mourning hall. He saw the remains of the body lying in the coffin, and two tears fell in his eyes.

Just finished the ceremony, Li Hu pulled him to the partial room, and Li Bao quickly followed up. Li Long is inexplicable. Listening to them, you said that you have won a fight. After the departure of Mr. Li, they were vying for property, and they were so troubled that they would wait for Li Long to come back to preside over justice. Two people glared at each other, and there was still a half-hearted look.

Li Long’s heart was disgusted, he was about to talk, and suddenly he sniffed his nose: “There is **** smell!”

A thick **** smell is coming through the rain curtain from the other side of the village.

Li Long stepped out and came to the street. He saw that Xiong Batian came over from the other side. He had more than twenty heads in his hands. He was there for men, women and children, and the blood was still smashing. He has gone to six families.