Chapter 1778 The scourge lives for a thousand years
After hearing what Mr. Fang said, Wu Feng and Lao Liu were also very surprised. In their hearts, Li Huaishui was the initiator of the whole matter. He buried his biological mother, Old Lady Li alive. In theory, Old Lady Li's resentment mainly arises because of him. He is the most resentment towards him as a son. He should be the first to die.
Even if Old Lady Li becomes a ghost and still has a little affection for him, the resentment in her heart will not be reduced in half. If she really can't bear to kill her son, at least she will have to let him taste the feeling of being buried alive and suffocated to death in the coffin, so that he can experience the nightmare that is sadder than death. No one in the whole village cannot escape, how can he escape again, at least he can't walk out of this village.
However, at this moment, he appeared alive in front of the people of Xisipo, how could it not surprise people?
Wu Feng and Lao Liu's eyes quickly swept behind the fat monk. They were far away just now, and no one noticed him. In addition, the fat monk was wide and blocked Li Huaishui tightly. He got closer now and everyone saw clearly. However, when he saw that Li Huaishui had tall and thin eyes, with protruding cheekbones, a wide nose, and a slightly hunched back. The most impressive thing was his eyes, which were not big, and a small triangular eyes, but those eyes emitted a kind of sinister cold light at all times. When people looked at it, they felt that he was definitely not a good person.
Not only Mr. Fang discovered Li Huaishui, as the fat monk got closer, everyone in Xisipo saw Li Huaishui, and they were sighing and everyone was talking. Someone said: Li Huaishui, a beast, buried his mother alive, causing trouble to the whole village, but why did he live well and dare to appear in Xisipo
He was just a beast, so he shouldn't have come to this world. When his mother gave birth to him, she should have strangled an old man to death with a crutch in his hand, smashed the ground and blew it, and coughed endlessly.
Someone else said: What kind of world is this? It’s really a good person who doesn’t live long. It’s a disaster that lasts for thousands of years. Why don’t God kill him with lightning?
These people's voices were loud. Li Huaishui, who was behind the fat monk, could hear them all. However, Li Huaishui treated these people's words as wind in his ears, and just kept sneering, his sinister eyes swept at those who said bad things. They seemed to have a knife in their eyes. Every time they looked at someone, the person would tremble and dare not speak anymore.
Li Huaishui was completely damaged on Xisi Slope and loved to hold grudges. As long as he offended him, he would always try his best to find him back.
If you respect him one meter, he will accept it calmly. If you deceive him, you will definitely give you one meter or more.
Therefore, no one in Xisipo dared to provoke this plague god, which led to the fact that when he buried his mother, Old Lady Li, no one dared to stop him. Even his childhood friend Wang Dachu dared not.
Li Huaishui's sinister gaze swept around and the villagers in Xisipo became quiet.
Chapter completed!