Chapter 1226 Fourth update

Jingle Bell.

In the darkness, the crouched Li Yuexian heard the sound of bells.

That's the watchman's bell ringing.

Once represents one watch day.

Jingle Bell.

The bell rang again.

Twice represents the second watch.

Li Yuexian breathed evenly in the darkness, and her hearing became sharper. It seemed that she had never had such sharp hearing.

Jingle Bell.

The bell rang again.

Three times represents the third watch.

Li Yuexian has always heard of the ancient legend circulating in this small riverside town.

Legend has it that the watchmen in this small town never strike the fourth watch. If the fourth watch is struck, a disaster like a flood will usher in, and everyone who hears the fourth watch will be drowned in catastrophe.

Therefore, every night in her hazy sleep, she would listen carefully to the faint sound of the watch outside the window.

One way.

Two lanes.

Three ways.

Then

In the darkness, the weak golden eyes widened, and overwhelming fear seemed to spread in them, overflowing her eyes like a tsunami, making her want to call for something, but she was stuck in her throat and did not dare to make any sound.

Jingle Bell.

Four times represents the fourth watch.

At the same time, it also represents the arrival of disaster.

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The biting winter wind blows across the road outside the clinic. Peiyuan Clinic is located in an old community. The roads here extend in all directions. There are no street lights and no people. The only thing is the moonlight shining coldly on the stone road.

Silently, transparent ripples rippled in the dark night, slowly covering the street like a thin film.

The moonlight is colder, and the night is deeper.

On a desolate street corner in the night, as far as the eye could see, black fog spread from the end of the street, like a thick fog in winter. It quickly swallowed up the entire street, making everything seem to fall into a dark dream.

In the black dream, a bell rang.

Jingle Bell.

One sound.

A sedan chair came swaying.

The sedan is all red, with a silver top, yellow cover, red curtains, and a parrot green cloth cover. It has screens on all sides and hanging beads and tassels.

Jingle Bell.

Two sounds.

The second sedan followed closely behind.

The eight bearers of the sedan chair were all wearing black robes and black veils, and their steps were brisk, as if they were hanging in the air.

Three sounds.

That is a royal sedan, which is the most noble, solemn and luxurious royal sedan. According to the regulations of the Qing Dynasty, all Beijing officials of third rank or above should ride on a "four-person carriage" in the capital and "eight-person carriage" when leaving the capital.

Four sounds.

Anyone who dares to collide with the sedan chair will be killed without mercy.

Four sedans appeared from the thick black fog and walked slowly down the street side by side.

They stopped because someone blocked their way.

Under the moonlight, standing in the middle of the road was a woman, wearing a black robe similar to that of a sedan bearer, holding a bronze sword in her hand, her molten red pupils silently looking at the four sedans lined up in a row.

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"The sinner will be punished." An old voice came from the sedan, without emotion.

"The guilty will be punished."

"The guilty will be punished."

"The guilty will be punished."

In the four-top sedan, those high above were repeating, cold, dry voices.

"My only sin is probably that I was born as a moon." Li Muyue said.

She pulled out her bronze sword, and the invisible realm extended to the end of the street, swallowing up everything it enveloped.

Yanling·Red Dust.

The next moment, pitch-black chains shot out from the four-top sedan, and the Yanling named Hongchen shattered like glass before it could exert its power.

The moment before the realm was shattered, Li Muyue looked back in the direction of the clinic in the distance behind her, as if she had a premonition.

—

Peiyuan Clinic.

Li Xingchu sat in the center of the outpatient hall, looking indifferently at the bright moonlight on the ground, and the withered yellow roses bent in a vase on the front desk beside him.

Jingle Bell.

The bell on the glass door was touched and opened, and four haggard old men walked into the small clinic.

They are so old that every movement is so sluggish, like a video of the past, taking up a position in this space little by little, until the smell of decay finally fills every corner.

They came anyway, like a black mist-like nightmare, catching up with the short-lived dream.

—

The dragon-headed crutch hit the ground heavily.

"Sinner Li Xingchu."

"Sinner Li Xingchu."

"Sinner Li Xingchu."

"Sinner Li Xingchu."

They hid in the darkness, where the moonlight could not reach, and used their dry, hoarse voices to bring Li Xingchu back to reality.

"The four clan chiefs are fighting in front of each other, but why is my ancestor unwilling to leave the clan and personally teach me, an unworthy descendant?" Li Xingchu slowly glanced at the four rickety figures and said softly.

"The head of the Li clan stayed behind in his ancestral land to take charge of the overall situation. This is the duty of the Li clan today," one of them said.

"Where is the 'Holy Will'?" one of them asked.

"You killed Master Yuncheng but failed to find the Holy Will. You have become enemies with Buddhism for nothing. This is not a worthwhile deal." Li Xingchu said lightly.

"Li Xingchu, do you know how serious the sin you have committed is. There is not a day that goes by that the Li clan is not ashamed of you." One of them advised, "It's time to turn around."

"Where is my wife?" Li Xingchu asked calmly, "She should have been outside to greet the ancestors earlier. If she dies, then there is no need for us to continue."

Some of them laughed out loud.

Dry laughter came and went in the clinic, like ghosts whispering.

"Where is the Holy Will?" they asked.

"Where is my wife?" Li Xingchu said.

The glass door of Peiyuan Clinic was shattered, and a person was thrown in mixed with glass shards. It was Li Muyue, her whole body was as red as blood bubbles, her limbs were twisted and she was lying on the ground, with a broken bronze on her right shoulder.

The long sword penetrated deeply, and he lay on the ground with his hair disheveled, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Mu Yue was defeated miserably.

"How could the clan give birth to such a mutilated and ugly 'Yue'?" Some of them sighed, "The family is unlucky."

"She is dead, and you will never find the Holy Will." Li Xingchu's bright golden eyes stared at the rickety and corrupt shadows in the darkness, tears streaming down from the corners of his eyes.

"Someone has to pay the price for this." They scolded, "This is the ancestral teaching."

"This person can only be me, right?" Li Xingchu said.

"Mu Yue's remnant body can be used for one purpose, and the 'Moon' system cannot be leaked. And since you participated in the changes to the 'Moon' system, the clan cannot keep you."

"Is it because the clan can't keep me, or the clan elders can't keep me?"
To be continued...