This is revenge, a cycle of cause and effect, and retribution!

He ruined my happiness, of course I want revenge.

I am doing this to protect my wife.

It must be hard for her when I'm not at home.

It will definitely not be easy for Rou'er to have this old guy as her neighbor.

So... let’s make arrangements for the family elimination plan!

I'm not nervous, not afraid, and I don't feel guilty or in pain.

He held the bloody sickle and walked quickly out of Lao Mo's yard.

According to the plan that had been planned for a long time, he only took a few steps around, then swung the bloody sickle hard and threw it into the courtyard.

Benedict!

There was only a soft sound, and it seemed that something was inserted into it.

He couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

It’s done, there’s not even the last sound, this is even the sky helping me.

——I was framed, and the law of the country sentenced me to join the army. I couldn't disobey it. Even though I knew I was wronged, I could only do it because my arms couldn't twist my thighs.

But I still want you to understand, or at least make you worry about it.

Don't bully me!

Don't bully my family! I will kill someone!

I really know how to kill people!

Although you don’t know it’s me, Li Zheng must be suspicious because he is a participant and the actual profiteer!

If I didn't send back the news of my death, he wouldn't dare to do anything!

If anything happens to my wife, I will kill your whole family when she comes back!

If I can kill Lao Mo, I don’t care if I kill more of you and Li Zheng’s family. Do you believe it or not?!

…

In the dark night, I hurried out of the village and started running home again until I lost my breath, rushing back to the campsite as quickly as possible.

It was a dark night all the way, with no light from the stars or the moon.

A young man, walking alone in the dark night, ran desperately.

In his eyes, there was only peace and nothing else.

…

Early the next morning.

When the Satsuma family got up, they immediately saw the bloody sickle stuck on the ground in front of the door.

The blood dripped with blood and the cold light shone.

Li Zheng screamed in fright and almost fell to the ground. He rolled and crawled to the side, trembling all over: "What...what is going on?"

The whole family trembled like frightened birds, and there was no movement for a long time before they dared to step forward to check.

But there was nothing on the ground except this sickle.

There is no handwriting, no message, and no information such as warning, intimidation, or admonishment.

There is only a bloody knife!

Li Zheng's heart almost jumped out of his throat, and it took him half an hour to finally calm down.

"This is how the same thing?"

After checking again and again, I still found nothing unusual. If the sickle wasn't stained with blood, it would hardly be considered anything unusual.

I am filled with fear, but I can't help but feel suspicious. What's going on?

Time came to noon in the blink of an eye.

Of course, Lao Mo's house didn't open the door.

The small village in a remote location was as quiet as ever. No one thought too much. Everyone just lived their own lives, and no one cared about this old bachelor.

Besides, what this old guy does on a daily basis makes people very annoying, so it’s a good idea not to see him.

But at night the door was still closed and there was no sign of a fire for cooking, which was a bit strange.

It seems that everyone is really used to peace, and no one feels strange.

Speaking of which, it is actually Satomasa who pays attention to these things on weekdays. After all, Satomasa is the highest-ranking official in Sakon.

It's just that Mr. Satsuma is currently at home, confused and confused.

Three days later, Lao Mo never opened the door or showed his face.

The most important thing is that there is a faint weird smell in his house. It is a very uncomfortable smell...

Neighbors in the neighborhood informed Rizheng of this unusual situation and brought people over to check. When he tried to push the door, he found that the door was not locked at all and bounced back with a clang, almost knocking Rizheng off his head.

When a group of people went in and took a look, they were all stunned. First, someone turned around and started vomiting crazily, followed by almost everyone else.

…

In case of murder, someone from the Yamen will definitely come.

After the autopsy, the gentleman came to the conclusion——

"When he was killed, the murder weapon should be a sickle."

"The person has been dead for at least three days."

Li Zheng's face became increasingly pale. If his face was bloodless just now, it was now as pale as paper: "Killed by someone? Sickle?"

He instinctively thought of the sickle that fell in front of his door three days ago.

"Lao Mo just moved here not long ago. What enemies can he have in this village?"

"Enemy?" A person flashed through Li Zheng's mind, but then he thought of the bloody sickle at the door.

At the same time, a thought flashed through my mind: Mongolia should be at least seven or eight hundred miles away now, right?

Even if we send fast horses to chase now, it will take at least three days to get results. At that time, the march will have to be at least two thousand miles away. A few steps further will be the front line.

You must know that the Mongolian side now has regular military personnel. When it comes to that kind of place, the military generals will not be able to put him back to deal with his affairs even if he is killed on the battlefield.

In particular, it is still debatable whether he did this or not.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! What's more, if Lao Mo is really killed by the Mongolian side, there is water and roots for the tree, what is the cause of the vendetta, and will he eventually be implicated?

After some thought, he said directly: "This guy is an old and desperate man, what kind of enemies can he have?"

The gentleman nodded indifferently and said: "Then let's deal with it as a vendetta. Li Zheng, you can find a place to bury it. The sooner this kind of case is solved, the sooner it will be solved."

"yes."

No one is willing to take on such a headless case. Once it is really brought up, there is no doubt that it will be troublesome. The key is to find the real culprit, which is definitely not something that can be completed overnight. It is best to close the case as soon as possible.

So, after Li Zheng and his father-in-law discussed it, Lao Mo became an anonymous criminal thief. He was hunted down by his enemies and found. His money was looted and he was killed on the spot. Because he lived alone, he was only discovered after a few days, etc...

The case is settled, everything seems to be so logical and appropriate.

"Well, now is the time of war and chaos. One more thing is worse than one less thing." The gentleman patted Li Zheng's shoulder affectionately and said, "I'll have a drink at your house tonight to get rid of bad luck."

"Yes, yes, that's my honor."

The gentleman winked: "It is said that the young man next door has joined the army? Do you think that man can come back?"

A sudden thought occurred in Li Zheng's heart, and he couldn't help but think of the bloody sickle in front of the door.

He hurriedly whispered: "My lord, I don't know something. This little lady is suffering from a serious disease, smallpox. She has frequent attacks and is very easy to pass..."

The gentleman suddenly trembled: "Oh, I didn't tell you earlier..."

"Please...please, please come to my humble residence and have a chat."

This moderate storm has just passed.

…

Somewhere deep in the mountains.

The Purple Emperor, who was sitting in the cave with no breath at all and looked like a corpse, suddenly opened his eyes and spit out a mouthful of blood with a loud sound.

Then he vomited out several mouthfuls of blood, then slumped and fell into the dust.

"Who... who took away my mortal body?"

The Purple Emperor was so angry that he vomited blood. This was real vomiting of blood, not just a description.

His injury this time was too serious, and the fate of Yan State was declining day by day, so his physical strength alone could not be recovered at all.

After the battle at Zichen Mountain, the Juntianjian list, which had not been used for a long time, updated his current status in a timely manner. With this layer of supervision that seemed like God's will, it became increasingly difficult to hide himself as a target.
To be continued...