C9
Li Xian'er stayed at the Dragon Cloud Inn for two days, but she did not see her father looking for her. In a hurry, she ran back to town, and when she arrived at dusk, she saw that the main door was closed and even sealed.
She went next door to Mrs. Zhang's house and knocked on the door. Someone inside answered and opened the door. A middle-aged woman stuck her head out:
"Aiya! Isn't this Lady Xian'er? "Quick, quickly come in!"
Sister Zhang stepped out of the door. Xian'er waved her hand and asked anxiously, "Sister Zhang, do you know what happened to my family? "Where's my father?"
"Oh, your father …" Sister Zhang's eyes dimmed. "What can sister-in-law say to that. Your father will..." "He died."
"Ah?!" Xian'er immediately felt the world spinning around her. Her ears were ringing as tears welled up in her eyes, and she said: "Impossible, impossible! My father's body is still very strong, so why did he suddenly pass away? Sister Zhang, this... What exactly is going on? "
Seeing such a cute girl in front of her, and seeing such a tragedy occur at such a young age, it made Aunt Zhang's heart ache. She wiped away the tears at the corner of her eyes and told her what had happened.
Upon hearing this, Li Xian`er burst into tears. Sister Zhang took her into her arms and sobbed, "Xian`er, you should stay with sister-in-law. She will treat you as if you were her own."
Zhang pointed north. "It's in the village on the north side of the city."
Hearing this, Xian'er ran towards the north side of the city like a madman.
Aunt Zhang shouted after her: "Little girl, after you finish looking at your father, come to sister-in-law's place!"
Looking at her fading figure, he could not help but sigh, "What a pity! This girl is too pitiful! "
There was a forest not far from the manor in the north of the city. Two figures were running into the forest.
"Set up the formation!"
As she said that, she took out a cloth from her chest and threw it on the ground.
Borrowing the moonlight, the cloth bag looked slightly dirty.
"You want me to set up a formation?"
"Hurry up and set up the formation! Stop wasting time!" Leng RuBing urged.
Lin Zhu'er sighed and helplessly shook her head. She bent down to pick up the cloth bag on the ground. Opening it up, she found that there was a broken palm inside.
"Aiya, they're here!" Lin Zhu'er trembled in fear, and her broken palm fell to the ground.
Leng Ruoruo rolled her eyes at Lin Fan'er and ridiculed him, "To think you're a man, a broken hand could scare you to this extent. I wonder how you spent all these years here from the Nether Demon Palace."
Lin Si'er was terrified to the point that he had goosebumps all over his body. He pulled at his arm to calm himself down and jokingly said: "That's right, ever since I came to the Withering Sword Palace, I've been wearing my daughter's clothes, and now I feel like I'm no different from a woman. It's actually you, Sister Bing, who's so angry.
"Hmph, even if you wear men's clothing, you're still so feminine!"
"Then let's give it a try. Maybe I'm both handsome and elegant in men's clothing?"
"If you continue talking, do you believe that I won't kill you?" Leng Ruice frowned, she was obviously impatient.
"I believe you, I believe you. Just set up the formation." Lin Zhu'er was well aware that if she continued nagging like this, the ice-cold whip might really hit her head.
The northern part of the city was close to the forest. Because of the heavy humidity of the forest, this place was shrouded in fog all year round, making it especially eerie. Generally, the people carrying the corpses would be some bold young men, and they would only arrive during the day.
By the time Li Xian'er arrived at the memorial hall, it was already high up in the sky. Through the mist, she could see what seemed to be a solitary lamp ahead of them, giving off a faint yellow light in the tranquil night. Seeing this, Li Xian'er couldn't help but feel a little scared. She carefully walked towards the lone lamp.
"Gu gu gu!"
At this moment, a mournful cry suddenly rang out. A night owl fluttered its wings above Li Xian'er's head, frightening her so much that she couldn't help but shiver.
As she approached, Li Xian`er could clearly see the words written on the lantern: "Mansion". The door was ajar, and a spiderweb hung over it. She quietly approached the door, and with a "creak" sound, the door was pushed open. The sound was exceptionally ear-piercing in the silent night, and under the hazy moonlight and the not too bright candlelight, Xian'er looked carefully. Inside the room, there were many coffins placed everywhere, and on the outside, there seemed to be a person lying on the ground.
"Father!" Xian'er cried out in grief as she knelt before him, crying, "Father, why did you leave just like that? Didn't dad promise to travel with Xian'Er? If dad leaves, what happens to Xian'er in the future? "
She knew that no matter how she shouted, her father would not be able to live again. Thus, she wiped her tears away and said, "Father, you did too many evil things while you were alive. You must have found your enemy, so you ended up in such a sorry state." At this point, she leaned over with both hands on the ground, kowtowing as she said, "Father, don't worry. Xian'er will always do good deeds to avenge father, so father will have to suffer a little less over there."
As she knocked on the ground, she suddenly froze as if she had been electrocuted. Seeing a pair of legs in front of her, she trembled and slowly raised her head. She saw Li Jun's unkempt hair and unkempt face, eyes wide open, and a livid expression on her face.
Even though she was her father, Xian`er was still a little afraid. Her legs were weak and her entire body was limp as she laid on the ground. She gently called out with a trembling voice, "Father … Father …"
Li You was indeed dead, and it was impossible for him to hear Xian'er's call. All he saw was him slanting towards the door.
Xian'er was stupefied by the scene before her, she could not believe her own eyes, "Could it be that father is still alive? and why not recognize me? " The more Xian'er thought about it, the more puzzled she became. Rubbing her silky legs, she slowly got up and quietly followed behind her.
He staggered into the jungle and stopped under a big tree. When Xian'er saw that her father had stopped, she squatted beside a bush not far from him.
At this time, two figures walked to the side of Li You, and a cold female voice sounded: "Li You, what did you see before you died?"
Li Jun slowly enunciated each word, "Bai Yi — — Young — — Year — —
"Did you see his appearance clearly?"
Li Jiantong did not make a sound.
"Why did he come to you?"
"Yin — Yang — Mirror —"
"Is the mirror on him?"
"In — in — in —"
"Where is it?"
Li Jiantong ceased to move.
The woman looked at the sky and said, "Oh no, the eclipse is about to begin!" Then she said to another person beside her, "The formation is useless now. You can take care of him."
"Why is it me again?"
"Cut the crap!"
The melodious voice rang again, "Sister Bing, can you be more gentle with me? Who dares to marry you in the future when you are like this? You might as well change your name to 'Icy Cold'. "
When the woman heard this, she shot a cold glare at the person and raised the whip in her hand.
"That's right, that's right. I'm scared to death, so let's just deal with it. I don't know if I owe you money or I owe you a favor in my previous life."
"Humph!" If you want to do something, then do it. Stop spouting nonsense. Why would a man spout so much nonsense! "
This person no longer said anything. He cupped his fist in respect towards Li Changsheng's corpse and said, "Uncle Li, I'm sorry." After he finished speaking, a flame shot out from his palm and wrapped around the corpse, turning it into ashes in an instant.
"All magic is empty, and Karma is reincarnated." "Uncle Li, you can judge the evils of the mortal world from the underworld. Take care of yourself." With that, the man and the woman turned and walked into the night.
When Li Xian'er heard the sound gradually grow further away, she came to the tree and grabbed a handful of dust that was still burnt to ashes. As she thought about the conversation between the two, she could tell from their words that they knew her father, causing the suspicion in her heart to grow even deeper.
"Who are they? Why do you recognize my father? Who was that white-robed youth? Could it be that my father was killed by him? What was going on with the Yin Yang mirror? Didn't it come from my father's ancestors? Why would someone want to steal it? "
All sorts of questions quickly flashed through Li Xian`er's mind. Although she had many doubts and doubts, she secretly swore to herself that she would find out the reason behind all of this and take revenge for her father.
Lin Zhu'er caught up with Leng Ruice, who was a little out of breath, "Sister Bing, please don't walk so fast. Can you rest for a while?"
"You are very weak, do you know that?"
"Sister Bing, your move is really powerful, it finally opened my eyes, but you don't need to cut his hand off right? He's already dead, and he's still not fully recovered, so I'll just have to cut him off and send him a message."
"You talk too much!"
"Ai, Sister Bing, you should seriously consider what I told you just now."
"What did he say?"
Let's change clothes. I'll wear your handsome clothes, and you'll wear my flowery clothes. I want to see Sister Bing in her flowery clothes, so she'll definitely be beautiful. Sister Bing in men's clothes is very handsome, and while Sister in women's clothes, she'll be even prettier.
"So noisy, you're so annoying!"
"How is it? Consider it seriously? "
"If I kill you, do you believe me?"
"Alright, let's be serious. What are we going to do now?"
"Go find the water glass."
"Didn't the Water-Repellent Glass come from Chun Sanniang and Wu Xiang? We will only look for the Yin Yang Mirror. "
"Nonsense. Do you think we'll just go back empty-handed? It's not like you don't know what kind of methods he'll use to deal with us."
"But we've been out for so long. Who knows, maybe Chun Sanniang and the others have already found Shui Liuli?"
"Then take it from them!"
"Ah?!" Do you think you people from the Withering Sword Palace are interesting? "It's our own people who are still fighting over it."
"Humph!" Hearing your words, it sounds like you are not someone from the Withering Sword Palace. "
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