Chapter Seventy-Seven: Escape into the Illusion (I)
Gradually, all kinds of scenes in the painting came to life in front of me, little by little I walked in, into the archway of Yancheng Town, the stream that flows into the town from outside, the stone arch bridge erected on the stream, the old man fishing in clothes next to the stream, the shops on both sides of the town street, the banana trees on both sides of the street, and the endless crowd all really appeared in front of me, and I crossed the ......
"Come on, come on, Lang Chao is bullying people again."
"Not really! It's too much, Daddy Zhang is about to be killed! β
"Lang Chao is really lawless, he can do whatever he wants, hey!"
A bunch of villagers were heading towards the east end of the town, and I was still in a daze.
"Zhang Yi, why are you still standing here stupidly! Your dad is about to be beaten to death! β
A sturdy man carried a hoe, wiped his sweat with a sweat towel around his neck, and pulled me away, the man's face was so familiar, I unconsciously shouted out.
"Third Senior Brother, why are you here?"
"What? What do you call me? The person who looked like Li Huhu was stunned and looked at me suspiciously.
"You, aren't you Li Huhu?"
The man slapped me and scolded, "You're stupid, I'm your neighbor Aihu." β
"Ai Hu?" Before I could react, he dragged me away.
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"Beat, beat you to death an old pimp who doesn't pay rent in arrears." A man in the shape of Lin Feng was directing two of his men, punching and kicking an old man with gray hair.
The beaten old man screamed in pain, and the sound of moaning was distressing.
"Phew, old immortal, give you three more days, and then the rent will not be paid, see that I don't order your house." Walk! The arrogant Lin Feng looked like an evil young man, and he took the two family members away.
I immediately stepped forward to help the old man, and when I turned him over, I was instantly stunned, "Master...... Master, are you ...... Master. β
An aunt came up to me again and said to me, "What master, this is your father, silly boy." β
"Ah...... He's my dad! β
"Nonsense, why don't you even know your father, quickly put it on your back and send it to Lang Zhong to take a look, hey, the surname Lang's hand is really black, even such an old man will not let go."
"That's right, Lang Keming is really lawless and committed murder in broad daylight." Someone in the crowd of onlookers chimed in.
Although I was still in the clouds, I still picked up the beaten old man, went to Langzhong's house in the town, checked the pulse and took the medicine, and then carried the old man who didn't know if it was the master or the father and went home and took care of it carefully.
After three days of careful feeding of medicine, the old man's illness did not improve, and the coughing up of blood became more and more serious......
"Wing."
"Hey, Daddy." I was boiling medicine outside the house, and I replied to the house.
"Come here." I don't know if it's my father or my master's old man greeting me.
I hurriedly put down what I was doing and went into the house and sat down beside him.
"Ahem, cough, cough......" There was a violent cough, and the old man spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Dad, bear with me for a while, I'll go get you medicine."
"Nope." The old man grabbed my wrist with his withered hand.
I looked back at his deep eye sockets, his wrinkled skin like cracked earth, and his godless and helpless eyes, and my heart sank, as if I had experienced the moment before the master's death.
"Yi'er, dad can't do it, you will be at home in the future, you have to be strong, live strongly, after I die, you have to carry forward the lintel of the Zhang family."
As soon as these words came out, I couldn't tell whether he was a master or a father, and these words were too similar to the third thing that the master told me before he died.
The old man's breathing was getting weaker and weaker, and seeing that he was about to die, I seized the opportunity to ask, "Are you the 227th generation descendant of the Extreme Daoist Sect, Hu Yida?" β
The old man didn't respond, and I opened his eyelids, and my pupils dilated......
Far from the city, Yancheng is almost isolated from the rest of the world, and although it is full of birds and flowers, it is very backward, and there are no coffin shops and funeral parlors for the sale of the dead.
I had to buy a large roll of straw mats from the town, wrap the old man, load them in a wheelbarrow, and push them to a pure natural area where no one disturbed me to bury them.
After hastily burying the old man, I was kowtowing to the grave, and Ai Hu appeared, carrying a shiny sickle in his hand, and his eyes were as sharp as Li Huhu's.
"Zhang Yi, your father was killed like this, are you still indifferent?"
I had a lot of questions, but if I didn't answer his questions directly, I was afraid that he would come down with a sickle and wipe my neck.
"Why am I indifferent, although, I don't know if this old man is my father or my master, but I still saw him beaten, since ancient times, he killed people to pay off his debts and pay back, how could I think that all this did not happen?"
"Hmph, you kid still have a little conscience! Tonight, do you dare to go with me to solve this bastard Lang Keming? β
As soon as I heard that I was going to kill someone, I hesitated, how could I say that if I was born in a society governed by the rule of law, I would kill someone and bear criminal responsibility.
"Murder? Isn't this okay, can't we find the police? β
"Police? What is Police? β
As soon as I said it casually, I remembered that it was the Jiaqing period of the Qing Dynasty at this moment, and the police had not yet appeared!
"Oh, no, we should report to the official and let the government send a arrester to arrest Lang Keming."
"Report to the official, naΓ―ve, Lang Keming has been rampant in the township for more than ten years, if the government works, can he be arrogant for so long? I've endured him long enough, I'm going to kill this brute. β
Looking at Ai Hu's red eyes, I was scared, as if he was Li Huhu's previous life, and Tai Suiyin's murderous nature was passed down from generation to generation.
"Zhang Yi, let me ask you, do you want to follow me to kill Lang Keming?" His eyes were wide and he looked horrible, as if he was going to eat me.
"Go...... Go, I'll go with you and kill him. β
Ai Hu smiled, took out the dagger from his waist and threw it to me, "Tonight, it is the end of the Lang family, you take this dagger and kill Lang Keming for me, and the others will be handed over to me!" β
Then, he and I were never separated again, and until late at night, we secretly climbed over the wall and entered the Lang family's mansion.
"See, that big house is the big house with the lights on, Lang Keming lives there, I don't need to teach you what to do." Ai Hu pointed to the north house and was about to leave.
"So what are you going to do?"
"Me, huh." Ai Hu took out the fire fold and held it in his hand, "I do what I have to do." β
I was on the spot, and it turned out that he was the arsonist in Yancheng Town.
By the time I tried to stop him again, he was gone!
I jumped lightly off the wall and walked into Lang Keming's room.