coobybook Chapter 963: Jian Ye Li
Chapter 963: Jian Ye Li
Li Changxiao walked down the mountain path and came to a small village. There were thatched houses in the village. It was evening, and smoke was rising from the chimneys. A peasant woman was cooking, and the men in the fields were carrying hoes and other farm tools back home after a day of farming.
There are chickens and ducks in the yard. Some people who don't like cleanliness leave the dirt of the chickens and ducks all over the yard, which is extremely foul and smelly. However, some diligent people keep the yard very clean and tidy.
Since Li Changxiao spread the Ordinary Dream, the world has gradually become stable and is showing signs of recuperation. The land in the village has been abandoned for a long time and is fertile, so the harvest is very good every year.
Every household had enough. Now it was almost the end of the year and the weather was getting colder. The neighbors in the village were talking about the hot weather and preparing to go to the town to buy Tang'er new clothes in a few days.
Every household killed chickens and cooked soup. At night, the family sat around the table, planning to have a good meal together. A man carrying a hoe was on his way home when he saw a man in white walking into the village.
He thought that his "Wangjia Village" was located in a remote area, and it would take at least half a day to get to the nearest big city. It was already evening, and in another quarter of an hour or two, it would be completely dark. The mountain road at night was very difficult to walk on. It was pitch dark, and some roads were very dangerous. If you took a wrong step, you would fall into the mountain. So he invited the man in white to come into the house for food.
But the man in white had no expression on his face. Although it was not scary, it still felt strange. The man in white agreed. In this way, a new guest came to the family.
The children in the family looked at it curiously. Li Changxiao touched the child's head and sighed again and again. Soon, a bowl of chicken soup was served on the table. The family ate peacefully.
At the dinner table, a girl said that her shoes were worn out and she wanted to buy a new pair. Cuihong, a neighbor, bought a new pair of shoes yesterday, which were very beautiful. She dreamed of having a pair.
The man smiled and nodded. This year is a bumper year, and the harvest is very good. There is a lot of rice left at home. If it is left here unused, it will definitely go moldy. So he planned to go to the town to attend the market early tomorrow morning and buy some good things along the way.
Li Changxiao saw the happy family and the little girl's expectation. He couldn't help but put down his hand. The next day, the family of four took a bullock cart to the town. The little girl bought the shoes she liked. The man and the woman bought a lot of cloth. They planned to go back to sew new clothes.
The streets of the town are very busy, with vendors shouting non-stop. It is a bustling and peaceful scene. All this is thanks to the ordinary dream.
This ordinary dream, although planted in someone else's body, is actually planted in one's own heart. How can Li Changxiao stay in the dream and deceive himself? In the future, the two worlds will merge. Kunlun world will not be spared.
It was not just Kunlun that suffered, Liuyu, Shanhai, Yaoguang... How could they stay out of this world? Li Changxiao's move was both helpless and the best outcome.
This sin, which was bigger than the sky and thicker than the earth, ultimately fell on him alone. His sins were so heinous and his actions were so bold.
He sighed deeply and finally raised his sword. The sword left no trace. The happy family of four still had smiles on their faces before they died, without any pain, and they just thought it was a good dream.
Sudden death, longevity and illness. Finally, the solution was found.
Li Changxiao's sword was bloodless, and before he put it away, an old man in the village saw him committing the crime. The old man hurriedly fled back to the village, shouting, "Murder, murder!"
Soon, more than ten men rushed out with hoes and shovels. They surrounded Li Changxiao. Seeing the tragic death of the family of four, the villagers cursed Li Changxiao, saying that he was unworthy of being a man. The family of four was kind to others and were great good people. They took Li Changxiao in last night, but he really repaid kindness with hatred and committed a heinous crime.
The country boy's words were as harsh as they could be. Seeing that Li Changxiao did not refute, several hot-blooded men rushed over with their blood boiling. They hit him with their hoes.
Li Changxiao did not dodge or evade, but drew his sword lightly. He thought to himself: "What I did, no matter what the reason, was extremely evil. Why not just do it quickly..." He drew his sword and cut off the man's throat. No blood was stained, only life was taken.
Li Changxiao took one step and drew his sword. He had no regrets when he killed people in the past. But at this moment, he felt complicated. Within three minutes, Li Changxiao had killed almost all the people in the village.
A baby in swaddling clothes burst into tears. Li Changxiao was a man of great tenacity. Although he was unmoved, he stood in front of the door blankly and waited for a long time. He murmured, "The sins are so great, I will bear them all by myself."
The next day…
Li Changxiao walked from the village to the town. When he came to the bustling market, he swung his sword several times and the market became silent. Immediately afterwards, the government sent soldiers to capture him, and the soldiers surrounded Li Changxiao.
But it still couldn't withstand a sword. Li Changxiao could destroy a city with a single thought, and killing people was easy. But he respected life, and didn't really regard human life as worthless. So he took the most troublesome path, one step at a time, one sword at a time.
Officials were forced to flee after being killed by him, and towns were scattered after being killed by him. The news of a terrifying killing god soon spread. The common people would be frightened to death when they saw someone in white.
In the whole world, except for Li Changxiao, no one else dared to wear white clothes. No one in the world could stop him.
Ten years passed in the blink of an eye.
More than half of Shanhe's people were killed or wounded, and the rest were just trembling in fear, waiting to die. Li Changxiao had heard a lot of abuse, but he didn't care at all.
This year, he found that Qingping's blade was uncut. The Qingping sword that had accompanied him in battle for countless years seemed unwilling to commit murder again. Li Changxiao said, "Whether to leave or stay, it's up to you to decide."
The Qingping Sword was silent, but Li Changxiao knew that it had acquiesced and left. The Qingping Sword was made of compassionate iron, extremely tough, and the blade was not sharp at all. It rolled up its own blade, needless to say.
Li Changxiao sighed softly and said, "Even you have left me, that's all." He stuck the Qingping sword into the ground and left alone, continuing on the path of heinous crimes that he had not yet completed.