When Li Quan came to his senses again, he found himself in a dimly lit and dilapidated room, his whole body tied to a pillar with lacquer, and the blood between his ribs had stopped, but the wound was heartbreaking, and his head was swollen with pain.

The door opened, and a dazzling light came in from outside, Li Quan habitually squinted his eyes, and it took a while to ease up, and a person walked in against the light, and closed the door casually. Li Quan squinted and stared at the visitor for a long time, only to realize that the person who came was Li Zifeng.

"Woke up?" The voice was indifferent, as if to greet good morning.

Li Quan twisted his body tied to the pillar with thick straight hemp rope, but everything was in vain, and the gagged mouth made a helpless 'whining' sound.

Li Zifeng walked up to Li Quan, stretched out his hand to take out the gag cloth, Li Quan smacked his dry mouth, his eyes seemed to be about to breathe fire, and he roared in a hoarse voice, "Li Zifeng, I have no grudge against you, what do you want to do?!"

"No resentment and no hatred?" Li Zifeng smiled, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, "You said this, are you worthy of the innocent and tragic undead who died under your hands?"

"Is that because of this?" Li Quan's eyes sneered, "Haven't you ever killed anyone?"

Li Zifeng retracted his gaze and silently took out a dagger from his body to play, the blade was sharp and glowing with cold light. Li Quan felt a chill in his heart, and his voice trembled slightly, "You... What are you going to do? Kill me, Hongyuan Villa... I won't let you go!"

"Hongyuan Villa?" Li Zifeng sneered, "If you had told me this sentence eleven years ago, I might have some scruples, but now... Do you think Li Muyang will go out of his way for you, who eats something inside and out? ”

"What do you say, I don't understand. ”

Li Zifeng gently stroked the blade of the dagger, and said faintly, "Those shady deeds you did behind your back, won't you really be found out?

After that, Li Zifeng took out the booklet on his body and read the details of Li Quan's time with people in recent years, the friends he made during the period, and all the abnormal accounts handled by Li Quan. Li Zifeng read it tirelessly, and while reading, he secretly sighed in his heart about the details of Uncle Shen's investigation.

At this time, Li Quan seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar, shivering uncontrollably, cold sweat flowing, and his breathing was obviously short, "How do you know this?"

"If no one knows, he must not do it. ”

This sentence, like a magic spell, went straight into Li Quan's heart, he opened his mouth and couldn't speak, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

Li Zifeng held the dagger, put the tip of the knife against Li Quan's chin, looked at the face of the person in front of him who was pale from fright, and his eyes flashed with a hint of mockery, "Even if you have the courage to join forces with the people of Lingye Palace, you will be the enemy of the rivers and lakes of Lingye Palace, and everyone will be punished." ”

Li Quan felt the cold tip of the knife, panicked with fright, and hurriedly explained, "This is all what Li Muyang asked me to do, I am just a housekeeper, so I naturally listen to his arrangement!

"There's no hurry. The words landed, and the sharp blade flashed in front of Li Quan's eyes, and blood beads splashed. Li Quan was stunned for a while, then he felt that his right cheek was like pouring hot oil, the pain was hot to the bone marrow, and when a terrible scream was about to break through his throat, the gag cloth was stuffed in again, and Li Quan's tied legs rubbed the ground helplessly.

It turned out that a layer of skin on his right cheek had been cut off raw, and it seemed that Mori Bai's cheek bone was visible under the bright red flesh. Looking at it again, Li Zifeng was still playing with the dagger with interest, seeing that he was no longer struggling or supporting, and then he took out the cloth ball in his mouth.

Li Zifeng's face showed a gentle expression, and his voice was cold and slow, "In order to protect yourself, you don't hesitate to betray your master." You face, don't do it. ”

"Li Zifeng! You are ruthless!"

"Am I ruthless?" Li Zifeng smiled faintly, "Then why did a kind person like Uncle Quan ruthlessly force my mother to death back then?"

"Your mother?" Li Quan was surprised, although he thought he had done a lot of bad things, he rarely had disputes with women, especially the mother of the person in front of him, and he would not have anything to do with it, so he immediately laughed twice and made a tough statement, "Li Zifeng, what are you talking about? I don't know your mother, how can I force you to die?!"

Li Zifeng sneered, his voice seemed to come from the deep hell, and after laughing, he took out a bag from his body again, and poured out a blood-colored jade pendant in front of Li Quan, "Uncle Quan, noble people forget things. I just don't know this, do you still have an impression?"

This jade pendant is Li Zifeng's mother's belongings of Liu Xiujuan, when Li Quan saw that Liu Xiujuan was as beautiful as a flower, he suddenly had a bad idea and wanted to defile. When Liu Xiujuan was struggling, she accidentally found the token of the Lingye Palace logo on Li Quan's body. In order to kill her mouth, Li Quan forced her to drink poison and scatter it. and snatched the blood-colored jade pendant from her.

Qianjisan is highly poisonous, and it is also from the hands of Hengjiang drug masters, black and white. Within three hours after taking this medicine, he will bleed, his skin will fester, and he will die of pain, Liu Xiujuan doesn't want to bear so much pain, plus life is not good, Li Muyang will not take him in his eyes, and he is powerless to compete with the powerful housekeeper, let alone get the antidote. In desperation, on Li Zifeng's seventh birthday, he chose to jump off the corner tower......

Li Quan immediately recognized the jade pendant, and after snatching the jade pendant back then, the more he looked at it, the more unlucky he became, so he threw the jade pendant away, and then he couldn't find it. Li Quan was shocked, and he didn't understand who dug up this jade pendant. Li Quan was dumbfounded, and his words were not good, "This... You... You are... Sure enough, it's you!"

A playful smile appeared on the corner of Li Zifeng's mouth, and his voice was unusually soft, "Uncle Quan, you said that this account should be counted on your head?" Looking at Li Quan's distorted and terrifying face, the smile on the corner of Li Zifeng's mouth became even stronger, "Actually, you don't suffer a loss, at least before you die, you know my details." ”

After that, the knife fell in his hand, Li Quan's right arm was ruthlessly cut off, and blood splattered all over the ground, Li Quan screamed loudly in hindsight, his body was paralyzed, and he was reluctantly tied to the pillar by the rope.

Li Zifeng was still squatting on the ground, looking at him calmly, as if it was not him who made the move. Then, he threw away the knife in his hand, picked up a fairly clean rag on the ground next to him and wiped the blood on his hand, "This arm is regarded as the debt you paid for robbing my mother's jade pendant and pouring poison into my mother." As for my mother's life debt, ......"

After a pause in his voice, Li Zifeng used force in his hand to strangle Li Quan's neck, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, as if he was going to scrape Li Quan alive, "Just pay it with your life!"

When the words landed, Li Zifeng's hand added some strength, and when it was young, there was a crisp sound of broken bones, and Li Quan's eyes widened angrily, and he died of anger!

The abandoned mountain villa was filled with blood, Li Quan's neck was broken, unrecognizable, and an arm was missing, and his body was in the dilapidated house of the abandoned mountain villa, full of bloodstains, blades, and torn clothes, all of which showed that this place had experienced a vendetta not long ago, and the scene was tragic. Poor Li Quan died without a whole body, and he was violent in the wilderness.

In the open space of the suburbs, a lonely grave, a wisp of green smoke, Li Zifeng knelt in front of the grave in a white shirt, silently looked at the three words of Liu Xiujuan on the tombstone, these three words were probably his only impression of his mother, and in the grave, it was only the blood-colored jade pendant that was buried. Two lines of clear tears slowly flowed, and after kowtowing three deeply, he got up and left.

Hung Yuen Villa

At noon in summer, the sun was blazing, birds and insects were chirping, which made people feel bored, Li Muyang sat in the shade of the study, leisurely flipping through a book, frowning slightly, absent-minded. The housekeeper, Li Quan, seems to have not seen him for two days.

"The owner of the village, the owner of the village is not ...... big thing!" a disciple of the villa hurriedly shouted and ran into Li Muyang's study, his voice trembling.

A sharp and unusual look suddenly stopped the lingering sound in the disciple's throat. The panicked disciple broke out in a cold sweat and knelt directly on his legs, trembling in both directions. When other passers-by in the villa heard the shouting, they all looked sideways and shook their heads secretly, this guy may have lost his mind, and he shouted so loudly in the owner's study, I am afraid that he will inevitably be punished.

Li Muyang played with the dagger in his hand and looked at the disciple kneeling on the ground with an expressionless face, "Let's hear it!"

"The owner of the village, Steward Li, is dead!" The younger brother who was kneeling on the ground had no doubt that if his news was not weighty enough, his end would be very tragic.

"Dead?" Gu Jing Wubo, unable to hear joy and anger, it seemed that the dead person was not his big butler of Hongyuan Villa, just a strange passerby, Li Muyang played with a dagger in his hand to play a beautiful knife flower.

"Got it, you go down!" The ordinary disciple who was kneeling didn't dare to breathe, and hurriedly retreated, but after a few breaths, the clothes behind the disciple were wet.

"How did you die?" the room was empty, and Li Muyang seemed to be talking to himself.

"No tip-offs!" a slightly evil voice suddenly sounded in the shadows, a floating shadow. The Floating Shadow really didn't receive any news, otherwise this kind of news wouldn't have been the turn of an ordinary mountain villa disciple to come and report it. Fuying's slow reaction made Li Muyang very dissatisfied.

"Very good, it looks like the muddy water is getting muddier and mudter this time, it's a little interesting!" Li Muyang didn't know what he was thinking. The dagger reflected a gloomy face, and there were no waves.

"Investigate this matter thoroughly! If you commit another crime, you will cut off your own arm!"

"Yes!" the faint sound of the wind drifting through the darkness of the study, and there was no other sound.