Chapter 157 Burial

The sky was gloomy, Li Xuanfeng fell in the yard, the surroundings were still quiet, there was no sound, only a few cries came from the extremely distant horizon, the dark sky had buried all the blood stains, Li Xuanfeng practiced Qi and cultivated his strength But it allowed him to see everything clearly.

"Little woman... Let me kill his young master first to avenge you."

The door panel was removed to make a simple coffin. Li Xuanfeng carefully arranged each piece and put all the parts of the body together with magic. After finishing it for more than half an hour, he finally looked like a human being. While talking to himself, he found some clothes in the closet and put them on her, but suddenly he caught a glimpse of several children's clothes.

Li Xuanfeng picked it up and looked at it. They were basically clothes for four to five-year-old children. Opening the bottom layer, there were all kinds of children's supplies. Counting the days, if he had gotten her pregnant last time, by then The child should be this big now.

With eyes blurred by tears, the word "Yuan Yu" is written on the sleeves. Jiang Yunu was once the daughter of a big fisherman on the riverside. Although she was later reduced to a brothel, she can still read a little. I don't know if it's because her embroidery is not good or because she can write. Just crookedly, the word "Yuanyu" seems to be arrogant.

"Yuanyu..."

Only then did he realize that he had broken up a baby he had never seen before in the city. He felt even more guilty and painful. He lay on the ground for a while, closed the coffin, and Li Xuanfeng murmured:

"Counting the hours, there are no traces at home. Could it be that I was playing in school or on the street..."

Collecting several sets of children's clothes into his arms, Li Xuanfeng flew around the yard against the coffin for a while. Under the dark sky, he did not see the body of the four or five-year-old child, so he had to wipe his tears and go to the nearby school.

Now the ground was full of fragments of the child's corpse. Li Xuanfeng searched in the dark for a while, but couldn't distinguish it. He thought about it and could only build a tomb for his body. He sighed, shook off the blood on his hand, and walked into the Li family's shop. went.

Jiaofeng carried the coffin and walked around the Li family's shop. Li Xuanfeng could vaguely distinguish the corpses of Wan Tianqiu and his brother in front of the door. He gritted his teeth and said:

"I usually tell you to practice hard, don't slack off, and hide in the county to enjoy the blessings! Now you can't even catch the ray of light from someone else's magic weapon!"

He opened his mouth, but looking into Wan Tianqiu's desperate eyes, he couldn't say anything. Li Xuanfeng said in a harsh voice:

"It's not your fault...it's the world's fault!"

"Ask the family to come and collect the body."

Li Xuanfeng sighed lowly, carried the coffin and flew west, passing through the bloody city wall for a while. Seeing Xiao Ruyu waiting on Guli Road, he felt guilty when he saw the coffin in Li Xuanfeng's hand, and shouted:

"Brother Xuanfeng, I received news... that young master is indeed dead!"

"I know!"

Li Xuanfeng replied dully, and rode the wind in the direction of the Li family, leaving Xiao Ruyu standing blankly for a while in the gradually brightening sky before falling back to the mountain.

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Lijing Mountain.

Li Xuanxuan took Li Yuanxiu up the mountain. This child is now twelve years old. He is quiet and polite. He discovered the spiritual orifice a few years ago and practiced it first. Now he has become the Xuanjing Wheel of the fetal breath level. Li Xuanxuan plans to share the burden. Give him some housework and practice with the children first.

Li Yuanjiao is now eight years old and also has a spiritual acuity. Last year, when the news came out, Li Xuanxuan was beaming with joy.

Li Xuanling is no less impressive. Lu Wanrong gave birth to two children for him, one girl and one boy. The girl was named Li Qinghong and the boy was named Li Yuanyun. Now the eldest daughter is four years old, the second son is three years old, and the two children are eldest. They are all exquisite, cute and lovable.

"The two children in Xuanling are getting older. In three years, they will all grow up, so I will ask for the talisman in front of the Dharma Book..."

Li Xuanxuan looked at Li Yuanxiu who was reading the wooden slip carefully, and sighed secretly:

"I just feel wronged that Xiu'er, my elder brother, has to wait for my younger siblings."

As soon as he put down the tea bowl in his hand, Li Xuanxuan saw Li Tongya above him look startled, suddenly stood up, walked outside the yard in a few steps, and said in a deep voice:

"what happened!"

Li Xuanxuan quickly got up and went outside the hospital together. He saw Li Xuanfeng covered in blood, with stained robes red and purple. He was holding a large wooden box in tatters and stained with blood. He looked very miserable.

Li Xuanfeng calmed down on the way. When he saw his father and brothers gathered around him, he felt tired and said softly:

"Qingchi Sect and Boring Gold Gate are killing each other again. There are not many people alive in Lixia County. The people stationed in my Li family and Wan Tianqiu are all dead. She... and the children I have never met are also dead."

Everyone was stunned after hearing the brief words. Li Xiewen, who was behind Li Xuanxuan, was even more stunned and almost screamed. His brother was responsible for garrisoning Lixia County. He thought it was a good job, but he ended up losing his life instead.

Li Tongya opened his mouth, looked at the tired look on the child's face, and whispered:

"Let's bury it on the mountain first..."

Li Xuanfeng nodded and replied in a trembling voice:

"The child's bones were not found, so I retrieved a few clothes and could only build a tomb for him."

Li Xuanxuan's eyes became slightly wet after hearing this. When he saw Li Xuanfeng retreating to bury his wife and son in the mountains, he said to Li Tongya in a solemn voice:

"Father Zhong...what is this!"

"Nothing lasts forever."

Li Tongya sighed and replied. He couldn't remember how many times he had said this to comfort them. It was the first time Li Tongya heard this from Li Mutian, but he experienced it repeatedly in his own life and became more and more profound.

Li Xuanxuan sent people to the bottom of the mountain to ask the family members of those tribesmen to collect the bodies. When he saw Li Xiewen nodding and hurriedly down the mountain, he quietly entered the mountain.

Watching Li Xuanfeng dig the grave with his own hands, shovel by shovel, bury the ebony coffin, put clothes in the other grave, and bury them carefully, then he raised his head and looked at Li Xuanxuan, forcing a smile. whispered:

"My father was buried by me, and my wife and son were also buried by me. On the day of my burial, my brother will have to work hard."

"What nonsense!"

Li Xuanxuan acted like a brother for the first time and stared at him fiercely. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Li Xuanfeng wave his hand and replied:

"Brother... this can't defeat me. My father and my family hate me, so Xuan Feng cherishes his life even more."

During the conversation, Li Tongya had already landed in the mountain, and Li Xuanling also hurried up the mountain. The three of them listened to Li Xuanfeng's story. After hearing how he shot the young master of Boring Jinmen with an arrow, Li Tongya stared at him with lowered eyebrows, and then I wanted to scold him but was afraid of irritating him, so I could only sigh:

"Don't do such dangerous things in the future."

Li Xuanfeng nodded and said no more, while Li Xuanling leaned on the stone, looking at his father and brother without saying anything, so he could only say quietly:

"The world is difficult, and it is not easy for any family...the only way is to move forward."