After seeing Li Yong's smiling face, Li Laosan's anger was even more than three points, and the roots of his teeth were bitten out of blood, and blood flowed down the corners of his mouth.

Li Laosan wanted to give him a good time, but after raising his hand several times, he couldn't slash his head with a knife. After a while, Li Laosan finally breathed a sigh of relief, no longer suppressed the anger in his heart, and cut off Li Yong's arm with a knife, and shouted angrily: "This knife is for all the villagers who were killed by you!"

The villagers were indeed manipulated by the coma, but the coma only amplified the emotions in the hearts of the villagers, and it was up to the villagers themselves to decide what to do. But Li Yong is different, if it weren't for his bewitchment, how could Lijia Village become what it is today?

The more Li Laosan thought about it, the more angry he became, so before Li Yong's broken arm fell, the second knife followed and cut off Li Yong's other arm, "This knife was cut for the old village chief who gave birth to you and raised you!"

After the second knife fell, soon the third knife also followed, and after this knife fell, one of Li Yong's legs disappeared.

"This knife was cut for Brother Tang. ”

Li Laosan raised the tiger head knife in his hand, and was about to drop the fourth knife when someone at the entrance of the village suddenly stopped him.

"Third brother!"

Hearing the voice, Li Laosan looked up and saw that it was Xiufeng.

Xiufeng felt uneasy last night, so he rushed back from Heishuizhuang early today, but as soon as he got off Mantou Mountain, he saw the child with a broken arm who went to Heishuizhuang to find him. After hearing that Li Laosan had come back from the dead and had started a killing spree in the village, Xiufeng immediately rushed back.

"Third brother, stop. After Xiufeng trotted all the way to Li Laosan's side, she threw herself into her arms and hugged him.

"Third brother, please, stop. ”

Li Laosan put down the knife and gently patted Xiufeng's fragrant shoulder, pressed her into his arms, and then slashed out the fourth knife without hesitation.

"This knife was cut for Sister Xin'er!"

After the fourth knife was over, Li Laosan cut out the fifth knife without hesitation, "This knife is for Lao Tzu himself!"

It's just that the fifth knife didn't fall on Li Yong, and when the fourth knife fell, Li Yong had already been killed with one knife. His fifth knife slashed at all the villagers, and slashed at all the crossbows and crossbow arrows in Lijia Village, cutting the crossbows and crossbow arrows into pieces.

From beginning to end, Li Laosan didn't cut off the little god doctor with a single knife. Standing in the sky and touching his nose, a helpless wry smile appeared on his face.

After Li Laosan destroyed all the crossbows, he suddenly looked up at the cloud where he was hiding in mid-air, and said coldly: "Take him out of Lijia Village forever, if you dare to come back, next time Lao Tzu will cut you together!"

After that, Li Laosan strode out of Lijia Village with Xiufeng in his arms, and never came back since, but later there was another rumor on the rivers and lakes.

It is rumored that a pair of chivalrous couples, the woman looks like a fairy, has a good heart, and the man is five big and three thick, and he kills people like hemp. No one knows why two people who are obviously not a good match came together, but everyone took it for granted.

Although the man kills like a hemp, in fact he kills only two kinds of people.

Don't behead officials, don't punish bandits, and slaughter the ungrateful people of the Three Realms;

Don't kill the good, don't eliminate the evil, only kill the righteous thieves in the world!

These two sentences, which are often on the lips of men and later made into tunes, are known to almost everyone in the rivers and lakes.

After Li Laosan left, he pronounced a Buddha horn, and a gust of wind suddenly blew in Lijia Village, and with the wind disappeared, Li Yong's stump and broken arm also disappeared in place.

The clan elders all said that the mountain god was angry and detained Li Yong's corpse and soul to let him continue to suffer, so the villagers no longer dared to mention the matter of moving out of Lijia Village.

In the blink of an eye, it was half a year.

Tang Yi was trapped in the pile of rocks for half a year, it was not that he didn't want to come out, but the old Taoist priest seemed to have set some prohibition, and he could only leave here if he advanced to the Yuanwu realm.

I don't know if it's because of the ban, he has never seen anyone from Lijia Village come to this pile of rocks in the past six months, and even the son and daughter-in-law of the dog have never come to worship their parents.

However, no one bothered Tang Yi was more satisfied, he had been studying Haoran Sword Qi every day for the past half a year. After half a year of study, he found that Haoran's sword qi refinement did not lie in his practice of those moves.

Of course, practicing sword moves will also improve, but the speed is so slow that even a snail can't compare. What can really make Haoran Zhenqi improve is reading, or not just reading, but understanding.

As his understanding of the Analects deepened, Haoran's true qi grew surprisingly fast.

It's just that although Tang Yi is not stupid, it is impossible for him to thoroughly understand the Analects in half a year. Therefore, he thought of another method, since the Analects can increase the true qi of Haoran, can other Confucian classics also be used?

So he first tried to recite three hundred thousand, and found that it was really useful.

Probably because the three hundred thousand were only enlightenment readings, the effect of growth was not obvious, only a little stronger than the fact that he only read the Analects every day.

Seeing that other classics were really useful, he thought of other Confucian classics, such as Zhongyong, Daxue, and Mencius, but he had only read these classics in his previous life, and he could not remember a few sentences.

It's just that what makes Tang Yi strange is that as long as he recalls a certain classic during the day, he will inevitably dream at night, dream that he is back in high school, dream that the teacher asked him to recite that classic, and then the next day he completely remembers the content of the classic.

Dreams are not always useful, such as "Zhou Li", "Etiquette" and other classics that he has never read, no matter how much he recalls, he will not dream of reciting this book at night.

However, with these existing scriptures, Tang Yi's cultivation was only extremely fast.

He was originally the pinnacle of the True Martial Realm, and after half a year's endorsement, he had already reached the limit of breakthrough, and he could become a martial artist of the Yuan Martial Realm at any time.

At this time, he was shaking his head in front of the stone house and reciting the Analects.

The habit of shaking his head was developed in his sleep, and in his previous life, Tang Yi was most unaccustomed to watching the situation of those ancients shaking his head and reciting books on TV, and he always felt that if he shook a little harder, the water in his brain would be spilled.

However, after he developed this habit in this life, he didn't think so, but felt that Huang Sa just loaded with more knowledge, after all, knowledge is power.

"Confucius said: 'If you don't know your fate, you can't be a gentleman, if you don't know etiquette, you can't stand, and if you don't know words, you can't know people.'" As the last sentence fell, a gust of wind suddenly appeared around Tang Yi's body.

The breeze was gentle, gently stirring the fallen leaves beside him, and turned the Haoran sword qi in front of him to the last page, only to see the villain on the pattern walk out of the book again, and then show Tang Yi a set of swordsmanship. It's not the previous gentleman who knows people, but a new set of swordsmanship.

After the villain's swordsmanship was performed, he returned to the book, but Tang Yi's mind had another swordsmanship information, and this swordsmanship was called consistent.

Consistently, it sounds like wearing a sugar gourd, but in fact it is not.

Zi said: 'See! Zeng Zi said: "Only." When the son went out, the doorman asked, 'What is it?' and Zeng Zi said, "The way of the master is only loyalty and forgiveness." ’

What is consistent is the way of faithfulness and forgiveness.

Loyalty, dedication to others, forgiveness, self-promotion and others.

According to the description of the sword technique, this sword is a defensive sword, as long as the opponent's realm does not surpass himself too much, no matter how subtle the move, this sword can be defended.

However, it seems that the main role of this sword is to protect others, not oneself.

According to the description in the sword technique, when this sword guards others, it can cross the border to block the opponent's attack, but if you use it when you defend yourself, you can only block the attack of the same realm. And when guarding others, you can launch your back hand to shoot down the enemy's weapon, but you can't use your back hand when you are defending.

After learning about this style of swordsmanship, Tang Yi immediately lost interest in this style of swordsmanship.

There are only a few people in the Wanluo Realm who are worthy of his protection, and now two of them are dead, and the remaining two are unknown in Fan City, and the other is already old, and I don't know how many years there is still to live.

Besides, he won't stay in Lijia Village forever, he has more important things to do.

After complaining silently, Tang Yi cleaned up a little and left the pile of rubble. Half a year has passed, and I don't know if the villagers buried Li Laosan and the little divine doctor at the beginning, and if they did, I don't know where they are buried now.

After leaving the pile of rocks, Tang Yi did not rush to Lijia Village to avenge Li Laosan and the little divine doctor, but went to the Shenbing shop first.

Li Laosan has been gone for half a year, and although some people occasionally come to the Divine Soldier Shop to worship the soul of the little divine doctor during this half a year, few people have pushed open the door of the Divine Soldier Shop.

After half a year, the door pivot of the Divine Soldier Shop had already been somewhat decayed, and Tang Yi had just been promoted to the Yuanwu Realm now, and he could not perfectly control his strength, so with just a slight push, the two doors were knocked down by him.

The wind from the door fell to the ground and blew up dust in the sky, choking Tang Yi several times.

The table in the center of the Divine Soldier Shop was still exactly the same as the furnishings of the day, and the three plates on the table were already empty, and the food on the plates should have been eaten by insects and ants. There were also two broken plates on the ground, and under one of the broken jars was a rat that had been dead for an unknown amount of time.

Tang Yi sighed softly, and after tidying up the house, he looked around before walking out of the Divine Soldier Shop.

After searching for a long circle, Tang Yicai saw the tomb bag with a wooden tombstone erected in the woods on the west side of Shenbingpu, and the handwriting on the tombstone had fallen off in some places after half a year of wind and rain.

Tang Yi looked at it for a long time before he could distinguish the crooked handwriting on the tombstone.

'Tomb of the Little Divine Doctor!'

Tang Yi took the incense candles that had been bent and deformed from the Shenbing shop, and the hares and wild deer that he had caught from the eastern foothills of Houshan, and after respectfully worshipping, he continued to search in the woods.

It's just that apart from this tomb, he didn't find any other graves, but there was a small pit next to it, which was already covered with fallen leaves, and if he hadn't stepped into it, he might not have noticed this small pit.

Maybe Xiufeng's sister-in-law moved the bones of the third brother to another place. Tang Yi sighed slightly, and after worshipping beside the earthen pit, he lay down in the middle of the grave bag and the earthen pit.

The next day, when it was just dawn, Tang Yi got up from the ground. I saw him pull out the broken sword behind his back, his eyebrows and eyes were furious, and he strode towards Lijia Village.

'Third brother, little divine doctor, I've kept you waiting. Brother, send those men to atone for you both!'