The autumn wind howled, and the voice was whimpering and deep, as if it were a mournful roar and roar from outside the sky. After bidding farewell to the old blacksmith and the maid, Chen Zhi Nanfei also rushed to the tavern.

The tavern was still weather-beaten, with the two pillars in front of the door crooked, and the lanterns on them fluttering wantonly with the autumn wind. The door has long been dilapidated, and the rust on it seems to tell the story of the years.

It's business as usual.

Only the gate is closed.

Looking at the tavern where nothing seemed to have changed, Chen Zhinan's hanging heart finally let go of half of it. He stepped forward lightly, pushed open the door of the tavern, and even listened softly to the creak of the rusty hinge as the rusty hinge rubbed open.

Everything Chen Zhinan did was so quiet. He was afraid that the slightest sound would shatter all the old dreams he was having at the moment.

Fortunately, after the door opened, his dream was still there.

Twelve tables and chairs in the tavern were neatly visited, and the hall was spotless. Everything was just like when he left early yesterday morning.

Chen Zhinan's half-suspended heart finally let go a little.

Maybe they just killed the blacksmith and the maid, and they just killed someone in the square, but the tavern is fine, my family is fine. Chen Zhinan secretly comforted himself.

The tavern was as quiet as another world at the moment, and the sound of a needle hitting the ground could be heard clearly. Perhaps it was because of this tranquility that the sound of the tavern opening the door was transmitted to the back of the house, the curtain at the back door of the tavern was opened, and a longing face appeared in front of Chen Zhinan.

Liu Menghan appeared in front of his eyes.

It's just that Chen Zhinan at this moment didn't have any joy because he saw Liu Menghan again, the young man who used to have a heart beating faster and a red face as long as he saw Liu Menghan's smile and smile, at this moment, his heart was hanging in his heart, he paused suddenly, and then fell to the bottom.

Liu Menghan's eyes were red in front of Chen Zhinan, and a strand of hair on her forehead became messy because she was busy, and that hair was just roughly tied into a ponytail at the back of her head. Her cuffs were gently rolled up, her skin as beautiful as mutton fat and jade was exposed to the air, and at this moment, she was holding a soft towel in her hand.

In Liu Menghan's eyes, Chen Zhinan saw a trace of panic, a trace of worry, and a trace of sadness and pain. At this moment, there was no need to say anything, Chen Zhinan immediately understood, he understood that something must have happened in his family that he couldn't accept.

A nameless anger made Chen Zhinan crazy, he lost all his reason in an instant, and actually pushed the girl in front of him who made him love to the bone marrow. The huge strength made Liu Menghan, who had lost his martial arts, fall to the ground all of a sudden. The ground was hard, Liu Menghan fell on it, it hurt a lot, she raised her head and looked at Chen Zhinan, but she was deeply frightened by Chen Zhinan in front of her.

I saw Chen Zhinan at this moment, as if he was a devil from hell, his eyes could no longer see a trace of the whites of his eyes, his blood-red eye sockets were wrapped in black pupils, black and red blended with each other, just like the molten slurry in the legendary purgatory. The green tendons on his forehead bulged out, like poisonous snakes entrenched in his angry face. Chen Zhinan's hair was originally smooth and smooth on the back of his head, but at this moment, there was an omen of standing upright, like steel needles, trying to get rid of his shackles and fly towards the wicked people who caused all these evil consequences.

Chen Zhinan ignored Liu Menghan, who was pushed to the ground by himself, and ran straight to his parents' bedroom. After that, he saw the last thing he wanted to see.

His mother sat beside the bed, and her gray hair was now as white as snow. The gentleness and beauty that had not been left on my mother's face with the passage of time were replaced by haggard and old age. My mother seems to have aged more than ten years in just one day.

And next to my mother is my father who is lying on the bed. The father, who was originally tall and majestic, was now lying on the bed in a coma, his originally ruddy face becoming haggard from excessive blood loss. Chen Zhinan wanted to shake his father's hand and say some comforting words to his father, but found that his father had no hands.

Not a single hand is gone.

Not only did he have no hands, but he also had his feet.

Not a single one is gone.

Even the arms and legs that connect the hands and feet are gone.

Who is it? Who the hell is it? Such a great revenge will not be avenged for my shame on this seven-foot body!

"Mother, who did it? Who the hell did this? Chen Zhinan asked. At this opening, he was startled by his own voice. His voice didn't know when it had become hoarse, and his voice came out as if it came from the Nine Hells.

Perhaps, the anger had evaporated all the water in his throat.

"Child, listen to my mother's advice, forget it, your father is already like this, I don't want to 。。。。。。" Chen Zhinan's mother looked at Chen Zhinan's angry appearance, sadness came from it, she couldn't help it anymore, she hugged her son and cried, she was wronged, she was sad, she was also angry, but she was more afraid of losing her son after her husband was disabled.

Chen Zhinan, who was furious, did not wait for his mother to finish speaking, he broke free from his mother's arms and strode out of the house, he wanted to know who killed the blacksmith, raped the maid, and cut off his father's limbs. This hatred will never die.

At this time, Chen Zhinan thought of a person, at this moment, this person would definitely be able to give him the answer he wanted. This man was the old village chief.

Chen Zhinan walked briskly towards the village chief's house.

At this moment, he couldn't wait, he longed to see the village chief now, to ask who his enemy was from his mouth, to take a spear and stab him in the heart with a spear, and make him pay the due price for his sins.

It's just that he was disappointed again.

At this moment, Chen Zhinan had already arrived at the village chief's house.

The village chief is in his own home.

He met with the village chief.

But the village chief could not answer any of his questions.

A white linen cloth hung from the beam of the village chief's house, and the lower part was tied into a dead knot. The village chief hung his neck on this white linen cloth, and when Chen Zhinan arrived, he didn't know how long he had hung it.

Seeing the corpse of the old village chief, the angry Chen Zhinan finally had to calm down. The deceased is the greatest, no matter how angry he is, Chen Zhinan at this moment should first release the body of the old village chief from the beam.

Slowly putting down the corpse of the old village chief, Chen Zhinan bowed deeply three times to this elder who had taught him kindly countless times, he was calm now, he wanted to go home, to comfort his mother, to take care of his father. Taking care of the living people first is the first priority, and then there is time to send the enemy to hell.