Chapter 0097 Autumn Scars
The heart-rending grief of the small courtyard is like mourning, and the sound is tear-jerking. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
Li Qifeng knelt beside Grandpa Zhang, raised his head, looked up at the sky, and the tears that fell in fear made Grandpa Zhang feel that since he was a child, Li Qifeng has been growing up under Grandpa Zhang's careful care, and many childhood memories have a great relationship with Grandpa Zhang, and he has always regarded Grandpa Zhang as his dearest relative.
The pain in Li Qifeng's heart is indescribable.
"Who is it?"
"Who the hell is it?"
Li Qifeng's heart was extremely furious, his killing intent was hideous, and there was a huge anger in the majesty exuded from his whole body, he wanted to know who would attack the person closest to him, and what was his intention?
Gongsun Luo stood outside the small courtyard, his expression showed a trace of helplessness and sympathy, persuaded the neighbors who woke up to return to the house, and slowly walked into the small courtyard.
"The old man Qifeng Xiaoyou has left, let's mourn and change!" Gongsun Luo wanted to say something comforting, but he couldn't speak.
Li Qifeng knelt on the ground quietly and said nothing.
Gongsun Luo sighed, walked to the side of a man in black, and investigated carefully, the three people in black all used a scimitar, the scimitar is made of fine iron, extremely sharp, at the handle of the knife, there is a slender black line connected, the black line seems to be slender, but it is extremely solid, a force, its sharpness is no less than a scimitar, the black line is a peculiar binding method, firmly integrated with the man in black, difficult to seal.
Rummaging through the bodies of the three black-clothed people, there was nothing but a scimitar, and under careful inspection, the wrists of the three black-clothed people were tattooed with a blood-colored centipede, Gongsun Luo frowned slightly, sighed in his heart, looked at Li Qifeng, and showed a trace of doubt in his heart, "How can a good person provoke the killer of the Shadow Building?"
Walking in the rivers and lakes for many years, Gongsun Luo is naturally well-informed, and he has also heard of such a behemoth as the Shadow Building, the Shadow Building is an organization hidden in the dark, no one knows how many people it is composed of, and no one knows where it is, but one thing is certain, as long as there is black gold, there must be the existence of the Shadow Building.
The Shadow Building has always pursued profits, as long as the weight is enough, and the interests are attractive enough, the Shadow Building will always give a satisfactory explanation.
The Shadow House is an executioner living in the dark, and has always been despised by the famous and decent people in the rivers and lakes, but few people go to the Shadow House as an enemy, for no other reason, no one wants to be cut off in a dream, no one wants to be afraid of a day of panic, fear and palpitations, lest the relatives and friends around them, the servants and maids suddenly pull out their knives and face each other, once they provoke the Shadow Building, it will be a nightmare, and the ubiquitous killer makes you unguardable.
In the empire, the Siming Mansion has sent countless masters to arrest the killers of the Shadow Building, but they have never returned, and the Great Commander Pan Yushu has been warned by the head, forcing the Siming Mansion to give up the pursuit.
For a long time, the Shadow House has been a huge dark side, shrouding the rivers and lakes.
Gongsun Luo's expression was a little hesitant, whether to tell Li Qifeng who made the attack on Grandpa Zhang.
When he was hesitating, a figure walked into the small courtyard.
Gongsun Luo couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, looking at the girl with a graceful figure and a delicate face, his whole body was on guard, his right hand flipped over, and the eighteen silver needles appeared coldly, as long as the girl showed a trace of killing intent, the eighteen silver needles were the response.
Li Qifeng still knelt on the ground, looking up at the sky, his eyes closed, but tears kept dripping, wetting his shoulders.
The shadow slowly walked to Li Qifeng's side, his movements were slow and slight, and he glanced at Grandpa Zhang, who had passed away with a smile on his face, Wu Qianqian said softly: "The mourning is smooth, and the deceased is great, so let Grandpa go to the ground first!"
Li Qifeng's body moved slightly, and when he opened his eyes, the depths of his eyes were very calm and cold.
Wiping away the tears on his face, Li Qifeng said loudly: "Why did you come here?"
Wu Qianqian's expression was calm, and she said, "It's the sect master who doesn't worry about letting me come over and take a look, I'm really sorry!"
Wu Qianqian's expression showed a trace of guilt, following Deng Yiming's instructions, Wu Qianqian has been following behind Li Qifeng, lest something happen, and when there was a wail in the small courtyard, her heart hurt inexplicably.
She originally thought that she would not enter the small courtyard, as long as Li Qifeng was safe, she could leave.
But
Wu Qianqian finally walked into the small courtyard.
She heard Li Qifeng's tear-jerking wail, heard the low sob, heard the crazy shout, she couldn't stay out anymore, looking at Li Qifeng who was kneeling on the ground, she didn't have the vigor of the sword conference at all, and she didn't have the calmness and calmness of the Shengwu banquet, Li Qifeng at this moment was just a person who lost his relatives, a person who cried very sadly, and a person who needed protection.
Wu Qianqian's heart hurt even more, and she resolutely walked in, because Li Qifeng needed help and comfort.
Seeing Wu Qianqian's arrival, Li Qifeng smiled, smiled very stiffly, sat directly on the ground, looked up at Wu Qianqian, and said, "You are right, I should let my grandfather settle in the ground first." ”
Wu Qianqian nodded lightly.
Gongsun Luo, who was not far away, put away his guard, walked over slowly, and said, "Little friend Qifeng, wait a while, I'll go buy a good coffin for the old man." ”
Li Qifeng nodded and said, "Thank you!"
Picking up Grandpa Zhang on the recliner, the body had no temperature and became a little stiff, and carried it back to the house, Li Qifeng carefully wiped Grandpa Zhang's appearance and put on a clean and tidy shirt for Grandpa Zhang.
Wu Qianqian has been silently following behind Li Qifeng, helping Li Qifeng boil hot water and washing towels without the slightest excuse.
In a moment, Gongsun Luo walked into the small courtyard with the coffin.
Li Qifeng looked at Grandpa Zhang with a peaceful face, and without shedding a single tear, he picked up Grandpa Zhang, put it in the coffin, and then nailed it to the coffin.
From beginning to end, Li Qifeng did not have the slightest words.
Everything was ready, Li Qifeng refused to be followed by Gongsun Luo and Wu Qianqian, picked up the coffin, and walked out of the small courtyard.
The stars in the night sky are becoming scarcer.
Heavy dark clouds obscured the brilliance of the moon, and from somewhere far away, an autumn wind rose and carried a chill, and after pouring into the town, the wind was fierce, and the willow leaves on both sides of the road were scattered, and it was desolate.
The autumn wind is blowing, and the road is pedestrianized.
The road is long, and the intestines are painful.
At this moment, there are no tears and blood.
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