Li Xuan returned to Vanilla Village uneasily and went straight to Huang Feng's house to ask about the deal with the barbarians.
Huang Feng was sleeping. The old man was very tired from the hard work for more than ten days in a row. As soon as he lay down, he fell into a deep sleep. It was almost dark and he still didn't wake up.
Being woken up by Li Xuan, Huang Feng got up sleepily and asked: "It's Li Xuan, what's the matter?"
"Grandpa, where are those Blue Star Grasses? Did they trade with the barbarians?" Li Xuan asked straight to the point.
Huang Feng asked in confusion: "Why do you ask these questions?"
"I always feel something is wrong..." Li Xuan took out the gold ingots and said, "Look at these gold ingots."
Huang Feng took the gold ingots and his expression changed: "Where did you get them?"
"I picked it up from several monster clans. They tried to rob me, but I killed them," Li Xuan said.
Huang Feng opened his mouth. He had heard that Li Xuan killed a snowman, but he didn't expect that he could even defeat the fierce demon clan. It seemed that Zhao Dazhuang's title as the number one warrior in the village was about to be taken away by Li Xuan.
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However, he didn't bother to study where Li Xuan's ability came from. He looked at the gold ingot carefully and said, "This is indeed a gold ingot from the barbarians. How can there be such a thing on the monsters?"
"That's why I want to ask if the deal between the village and the barbarians has been completed. Will there be any surprises?" Li Xuan said anxiously. The uneasy feeling in his heart became more and more intense. It was a kind of premonition unique to monks.
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"Li Yong and Zhao Dazhuang went to the Xue family manor early in the morning. If we calculate the time, they should be back long ago..." Huang Feng also realized that something was wrong.
"I'll go take a look." Li Xuan frowned, rushed out of Huang Feng's house, and ran down the mountain.
Huang Feng put on his clothes and followed behind him, panting and shouting: "Li Xuan, wait for me, wait for me!"
Li Xuan ran all the way, and when he came to a narrow mountain road, he suddenly stopped.
On the mountain road not far away, under the shadow of dense trees, there was a strong smell of blood.
He walked slowly over and saw seven people lying on the ground covered with bruises. Under their bodies was a pool of blood that had not completely solidified.
"Dad!" Li Xuan shouted and rushed over.
Li Yong fell to the ground with his eyes closed tightly. He had more than a dozen stab wounds on his body and blood was flowing out. Fortunately, he was still breathing weakly.
Li Xuan helped Li Yong up and injected a ball of shadow spiritual power into his body. He regretted it now. He should have practiced healing spells first.
The abundant shadow spiritual power had its effect. Li Yong opened his eyes slightly and saw Li Xuan.
"Li Xuan..." Li Yong said weakly.
"Dad, don't talk." Li Xuan said hurriedly. Li Yong's body is too weak. If it were not for the maintenance of the shadow spiritual power, he might die at any time. Now is not a good time for father and son to chat.
Li Yong refused to give up, and he struggled to spit out a few words.
"...Wang Feimo...the demon clan..."
"Wang Feimo and the demon clan? Did they do it?" Li Xuan immediately realized what his father meant.
Li Yong nodded slightly: "...They...they stole the gold ingots..."
"I know, I will take back the gold ingot and avenge everyone." Li Xuan squeezed Li Yong's hand and made a monk's promise.
A look of relief appeared on Li Yong's face, his head tilted, and he fainted.
Li Xuan checked and found that Li Yong's vital signs were relatively stable, so he felt a little relieved. He went to see other villagers, but they were all dead.
Especially Zhao Dazhuang, one of his arms was broken at the elbow, and there were more than twenty wounds left on his body, and even bones were exposed in some places.
Seeing his wide-eyed expression, Li Xuan became even more furious.
"Uncle Da Zhuang, I will avenge you. No matter who killed you, I want them to pay with their blood." Li Xuan said, reaching out and caressing Zhao Dazhuang's eyelids.
As if hearing Li Xuan's promise, Zhao Dazhuang finally closed his eyes.
At this time, Huang Feng ran over panting. When he saw this scene, he sat down on the ground.
"This...what's going on?" Huang Feng said at a loss, "How could this happen?"
"They were robbed by monsters. My father is still alive, but everyone else is dead..." Li Xuan's voice was calm and calm, but in fact there was a fire burning in his chest.
Li Xuan cherishes the family relationship he has now. Now that someone has shattered his family relationship, his temper suddenly erupted like a sleeping volcano.
His eyes turned blood red for a moment, which was the effect of the shadow spiritual power being filled. However, the blood color only flashed past, and then fell silent.
He knows very well that the most important thing now is to save people. As for the murderers, he has probably already judged them.
Even if they fled to the ends of the world, they would never escape his grasp.
The village was filled with mourning. Not long ago, everyone was excitedly looking forward to receiving a large sum of gold ingots, but now they were completely enveloped in the pain of losing their loved ones.
Seeing the relatives of the dead villagers wailing and crying, Li Xuan's heart seemed to be filled with waves of rage.
This was the first time that he had experienced the life, separation and death of ordinary people with his heart. Compared with his previous life as a lone wolf monk, it was a different kind of feeling.
Huang Feng walked up to Li Xuan at some point: "Li Xuan, what are you thinking about?"
Li Xuan raised his head and saw that Huang Feng seemed to have aged more than ten years. His body was hunched, as if a gust of wind could knock him to the ground.
For Huang Feng, Li Xuan has always been grateful.
When he was just born, although he was caught in the chaos of switching between two identities, he clearly remembered that if Huang Feng hadn't opened his net, he would have been strangled to death by the villagers as a messenger of the devil.
Huang Feng has always been tight-lipped and has never revealed this matter, but Li Xuan remembers his life-saving grace. Now that he is so old, he can't help but feel a little unbearable.
"Grandpa, don't be too sad, life has to go on." Li Xuan comforted him.
But Huang Feng had a stern face: "Li Xuan, who do you think did this? Is it really related to the demon clan?"
Li Xuan nodded: "It should be done by the monsters I met, but I only met three, there should be others."
Huang Feng frowned and said: "I once heard a few merchants mention that several villages have been robbed by masked horse thieves recently, and there seemed to be monsters among them. I didn't expect that our village would also be robbed by them.
Keep an eye on..."
Li Xuan snorted coldly: "When our village had no money, those monster clans were nowhere to be seen. It's just a coincidence that they showed up just after making some money."
"You mean..." Huang Feng was surprised.
Li Xuan said: "Not many people know about the transaction with the barbarians. Naturally, people in the village will not tell it. I am afraid that someone at the Xue family manor set a trap and wanted to get both wealth and goods."