Longevity begins with Orion

Chapter 36 36. Blood Knife Gate

After killing three people in a row, Li Yuancai felt that his heartbeat was a little fast.

Pushing the cart and running quickly under the moonlight, after his heartbeat calmed down, he felt a sense of numbness again.

There doesn't seem to be much difference between killing people and killing pigs.

That was all he could think.

In the small courtyard when he returned home, Li Yuan took off his clothes and looked over again. There was a little blood.

So he took soapstone and a wooden basin to wash away the blood on the clothes.

As soon as he made some noise, the door of the hut opened.

"I'll do it." Lady Yan leaned against the door frame and looked at him.

"I'll do it." Li Yuan blocked the blood with his hand.

Lady Yan walked up behind him, put her hands around his neck, leaned against him from behind and said, "How can a man be busy outside and still wash his clothes when he comes home?"

Li Yuan still didn't move.

Lady Yan leaned into his ear and whispered, "I'm used to the smell of rouge and alcohol on my man's body. It doesn't matter if he smells more of blood."

"Ha" Li Yuan couldn't help laughing. He took his hand away, revealing the blood stains on his clothes. His smile faded and he said in a deep voice, "I killed three people."

"You're not injured, are you? No one noticed, are you?" Lady Yan asked.

"nothing."

Li Yuan sighed softly, "Only those who kill will know how fragile life is in troubled times."

Although he had killed Qian San before, the impact of that killing method was completely different from the killing method just now.

Madam Yan didn't say anything, she sat down next to her man, took the soap locust from the wooden basin, and started scrubbing in the basin.

The cold wind and cold water in winter turned her face and hands red.

After washing for a while, Mrs. Yan chuckled and said, "Why do we have to wash clothes in the yard? To bask in the big moon in winter?"

Li Yuandao: "I thought you wanted to stay outside. After all, there will be some romance in the romance."

"I thought it was you who wanted it." Lady Yan smiled.

The two returned to the house.

The room is warm.

The next morning it was sunny.

The golden sunshine shines on the earth-yellow country lanes and the mud houses and bungalows.

As soon as Li Yuan went out, he saw Uncle Cai walking around anxiously with red eyes and hands behind his back.

"Uncle Youcai, what's wrong?"

"Brother Yuan." Uncle Youcai almost burst into tears, "Go and see A Bao."

Li Yuan was stunned, said "Okay", and hurried away with Uncle Youcai.

When he opened the door, he saw that the tall and thin young man was still lying on the bed, but his face was like gold paper and he felt like he was dying.

When Tian Bao heard the noise, he reluctantly opened his eyes and shouted: "Brother Yuan, I... I seem to be dying."

Li Yuan glanced at Uncle Youcai, lost two large coins and said, "Uncle, go to the county and call the doctor."

Uncle Cai held two big coins and said, "Thank you, Brother Yuan, thank you."

"Go quickly!"

"Um"

Uncle Cai didn't dare to delay, so he hurriedly called someone and ran to the county together.

Li Yuan sat next to Tian Bao.

"Brother Yuan, I. I want to hang out with you. I want to make my way out of the world. I'm not afraid of anything.

But"

The young man gave a sad and bitter smile, remained silent for a long time, and sighed, "I am too weak.

I want to break through the world with my blood, but my body doesn't give me this chance at all.

I was blind in one eye, and I felt like I was about to die.

Why am I such a waste, why? "

Li Yuan grabbed his hand and said, "Ah Bao, don't worry, wait for the doctor to come."

"It's useless, Brother Yuan.

it's useless."

The young man murmured and groaned in pain.

After a long time, Lady Yan brought lunch with a lunch box.

Li Yuan wanted to give some to Tian Bao, but the young man couldn't eat at all and had no appetite.

A little while in the afternoon, Uncle Cai came with the doctor.

This doctor was the same as last time. Madam Yan asked first when she saw the person: "Doctor, there are still three packs of medicine left last time. Can I return it? It can be cheaper."

The doctor said impatiently: "You don't want to see a doctor anymore?"

Lady Yan was a little angry, but she didn't have a fit.

The doctor sat beside the bed and looked at Tian Bao's illness. After looking at him for a while, he frowned.

In the hut, the air was extremely quiet.

The doctor stood up, said nothing, and stopped outside the door.

Uncle Cai understood and hurried out.

The doctor said: "I won't live long, and taking medicine is useless. Let's prepare for the funeral."

Uncle Youcai suddenly became jealous, "Doctor, please, save him, I only have one son. My mother-in-law died a long time ago, and the eldest son went to war, and now I only have one son left. Please, save him." Come on, whatever you want, I’ll give you everything.”

The doctor said: "It's useless."

Uncle Youcai said: "It's just one eye."

The doctor said: "That's true, but the wound has opened to other places. Now it's not an eye problem anymore, but his body is failing."

Lady Yan, who was listening on the sidelines, suddenly asked: "Isn't the medicine you gave me last time for replenishing qi and blood? Can it be given to him?"

The doctor said: "Just try it. If it works, it will work. If it doesn't work, it won't work."

Mrs. Yan hurried home to get the medicine.

The doctor also left.

In the room, Li Yuan sat quietly.

He is a ninth-level warrior and can clearly hear the sounds outside the door.

But the boy on the bed couldn't hear it.

"Have a good rest, Abao, the doctor has prepared some medicine for you.

Take your medicine, eat well, sleep well, and you'll be fine. "Li Yuandao.

Tian Bao responded. He was very tired and closed his eyes. His face was pale and breathless.

Li Yuan came slightly closer and said softly: "If I told you that the three people who hurt you are dead, would you be happier?"

Tian Bao suddenly opened his eyes and showed a relieved smile.

"Thank you, Brother Yuan."

After a while, Mrs. Yan ran back, took the medicine and fried it.

After Tian Bao took it, he fell asleep again.

The next day.

Tian Bao didn't get up again.

He died in his sleep.

Uncle Cai stopped crying, like a walking corpse.

Li Yuan gave him three taels of silver and some meat, then helped him bury the young man and carved a simple stone tablet.

Li Yuan didn't have a deep relationship with this young man, but he had placed some expectations on him. Now that it was gone, he felt a little heavy and sad in his heart.

Sure enough, if you want to hold on to your interests in this troubled world, you must have the skills to deserve them.

If you don't deserve it, don't even take part in this benefit.

The money from selling the wild boar did not fall into Tian Bao's pocket. He just helped him push the cart and did some physical work, but he died just because he was involved in this matter.

At this time, on the bank of Silver River.

In a rather grand mansion, a fair-faced, handsome, slightly feminine middle-aged man was sitting in the pavilion watching the water.

The water surface is sparkling, and occasionally painted boats pass by.

"Master, let's eat." The beautiful maid next to her brought the fruit to the middle-aged man's mouth.

The middle-aged man said coldly: "I am not the master, but the deputy."

The maid didn't answer and pretended not to hear.

The maids who heard and responded are all dead.

At this moment, a disciple in red-rimmed black clothes hurriedly walked towards the pavilion, holding a directory in his hands and saying, "Master, this is the quota recommendation for this month."

The middle-aged man didn't look at it and said directly: "The locals from Yinxifang are admitted to the outer sect to learn the skills.

As for those in other places, first go to various venues and stay for a few years, and then take the assessment. "

The Xuanyi disciple said: "This year, an outer disciple recommended a young man. He said he can draw a strong bow and has strange strength. He is a good prospect."

"Where?"

"Little Mofang."

"Ha" the middle-aged man sneered, "It's just a guy with muddy legs. How much can he do? Go and wait for a while, and we'll talk about it in a few years."

Disciple Xuanyi said no more, bowed respectfully, and then retreated.

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