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Chapter 172: The Son of Ghosts and Gods

Jinzi staggered over with the bloody mouth. Uncle Li had searched Kitano and his son all over the body. Seeing Jinyin brothers, he looked up and asked, "How is Yinzi? Is he seriously injured?"

Yinzi spat out blood and said, "I have broken a few ribs and suffered some internal injuries."

Yinzi is a very tough person. Although he said it lightly, he seemed to be very hurt - if it weren't for Jinzi and Niu Da's support, he wouldn't be able to stand steadily.

Looking at Kitano Longyin's bloody corpse, Scar Jin was unhappy and picked up a big rock from his feet and smashed it hard on his head.

Uncle Li looked at the side with a cold eyes and said, "Punch the wounds on the back twice, and also the stomach, and beat the wounds as much as possible. Try to make them look like an accident."

"Niu Da, go ahead and see if anyone is coming up."

After a while, Niu Da, who was sent by Uncle Li to watch the wind, came back and reported: "There is no one on the road, it's already a little late, and it's raining again, and no one in the village should come out."

Uncle Li nodded, looked at Dawu's corpse and said, "You go and Jinzi to find a new tomb to dig it open, and hide Dawu's corpse in--remember, be sure to cover up the traces and not let people see it."

Niu Da nodded, carried Dawu's body and went to find the grave. Scar Jin also followed with the tools.

When Jinzi and Niu Da came back, Li Tianming had already pushed the bodies of Kitano Longyin and his son into the cliff ditch, and threw a few rocks down the slope.

At this time, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and everyone had been soaked into a chicken that fell into a soup.

This rain helped Li Tianming a lot, and the traces of fighting and blood on the ground were washed away by the streams on the mountain in a short while.

Niu Da and Jinzi held the silver, and everyone packed their things and fled the cemetery in Lijia Village in a hurry.

When he returned to the hotel, Li Tianming arranged for money to recover from his injuries first, and told everyone not to show up outside, wait a few days before the news passed.

Jinzi suggested going back to the house of Kitano Longyin in Lijia Village and searching it. According to his idea, the roots must be eradicated, and the remaining fools and big-bellied women in the Mobei Twins should be eliminated, but no one of the few people had the courage to return to Lijia Village.

Li Tianming was actually hesitating inside. On the one hand, although Kitano Longyin was dead, Kitano Tiger Xiao was still there. He was not sure whether he was really stupid or fake.

On the other hand, the bodies of Kitano Ryuyin and his son will be discovered sooner or later. The village will definitely be sensational, and it may even attract the police. At this time, if a strange face appears in the village, it will easily cause suspicion. Moreover, Jinzi has appeared in the village and cannot take this risk.

But he was a little unwilling to leave just like this. It just so happened that the money needed to be cured. Let’s see the situation in the next few days.

Li Tianming hired an old Chinese doctor from the village to see Yinzi's injuries. The old Chinese doctor examined him and several broken ribs and sternum of Yinzi. Fortunately, he was strong and did not suffer any more serious internal injuries. The old Chinese doctor prescribed a few prescriptions and left.

Scar Gold complained about silver behind his back, why did you work so hard? He almost lost his life. Even if he wanted to do it, he would say hello to his brother first.

Yinzi said indifferently: "Uncle Li had already issued an order before departure. If the other party does not cooperate, he must find a way to do it without leaving any survivors."

Jinzi opened her mouth and said, "Why didn't you tell me about such a big thing?"

Yinzi said: "Uncle Li said you are too murderous and too frivolous in doing things. If you know in advance, you will be seen."

Scar Jin was anxious, "Uncle Li, how could he say that? He, what else did he say to me? Tell me honestly!"

Yinzi didn't even look at him: "You say you have too much selfishness and your hands and feet are not clean."

Jinzi almost jumped up, "Uncle Li is obviously slandering me. We, brothers, can't be fooled by him - no, judging from this, why do you always talk to him? I see that you and Uncle Li are often sneaking around. Did he secretly give you any benefits?"

Yinzi glanced at Jinzi, "Uncle Li has given you a lot of benefits, right? How much have you embezzled in secret?"

Jinzi's face turned red. This guy was very lustful and was very generous in spending money. He could never save money. Uncle Li also knew his temper and secretly gave him a lot of benefits. He also told him not to let other brothers know. Sometimes Jinzi snatched oil from his brothers, and Uncle Li also turned a blind eye.

Scar Gold knew that his brother had no hobbies, but he loved money very much. Everything involved in money was very careful, and even his brothers had to fight for him. He hid this little trick with him, but he didn't expect that he would have known it.

Scar Jin suddenly realized something. Li Tianming did this on purpose to alienate their brothers and let them follow him wholeheartedly.

Li Tianming was indeed scheming. He caught the handle on his brothers, one who loves money and the other who is lustful.

It seems that I need to remind Yinzi to make him more careful and not be led by Uncle Li again.

But now, will this brother still listen to his own words? Can gold and silver brothers still trust each other?

Scar Jin thought silently, and his right hand couldn't help but touch the thing hidden on his chest with the flesh.

...

After hesitating for a few days, seeing that Yinzi was able to go to the ground to move, Li Tianming finally made up his mind to go to Lijia Village to find out the news.

He was always worried if he didn't understand the situation.

Taking Niu Da with him, the two of them disguised themselves and went to Lijia Village.

When I came to the village, I saw Kitano Longyin's family bustling with people, as if they were preparing for a funeral.

Li Tianming and Niu Da looked at each other. It seemed that the villagers did not call the police and felt a little relieved at the moment.

Li Tianming asked the people watching the fun carefully, what happened to this family?

The man shook his head and sighed, "It's natural disasters and man-made disasters, the whole family is dead."

"Ao? How did he die?" Li Tianming asked as if he was curious.

The man said mysteriously, "I heard that Liu Guohua and his son went up the mountain to work. The road was slippery when they rained and fell into a ditch and fell to death. When his wife saw the man and the child died tragically, she couldn't think of it for a moment and hit her head on the cliff. Alas, life is so miserable. A good family, there is only one fool left..."

The man chattered for a long time, and suddenly he thought of something, "Hey, who are you?"

After chatting for a long time, the person remembered that he didn't know the person opposite him.

Li Tianming said as if nothing had happened: "Oh, I am from Zangzhuang in front of me, and I am visiting relatives here."

At this time, an old man in his fifties came out of Kitano Longyin's house. Seeing a few people standing here, he shouted: "Li Jinglu, who are you talking to?"

Li Jinglu nodded and said, "Ha, second uncle. Are you busy?"

The old man walked up to them and looked up and down suspiciously at Li Tianming and Niu Da: "Who are you? Where did you come from?"

Li Tianming was about to explain, but Li Jinglu said to him: "I am from Zangzhuang, I'm visiting relatives through our village..."

"You're so much talking! Look, I'm going to have some time! Go and come to my house to fight a bag of rice!"

"Yes, yes, second uncle." The old man looked quite domineering. Li Jinglu was scolded by him and walked away with a slight look on his face.

The old man glanced at Li Tianming coldly: "When you should do whatever you should do, what's the best thing about people doing funerals!"

"Yes, yes, yes," Li Tianming walked away with a smile on his face.

The two of them pretended to be careless and circled around the distance for a few times, and found that there were too many people coming in and out, so they really didn't have the chance to get close. Just as they were about to go back, they saw Li Jinglu walking towards him with a bag of rice.

Li Tianming went up to help him carry it: "Who was that person just now?"

Li Jinglu looked at him gratefully: "He, our village chief is named Li Hanji. Have you never heard of it? He has a bad temper... Liu Guohua's family is dead, and there is no one in charge of the family. The village chief is helping his family to handle the funeral. Oh, it's also unlucky..."

At this time, the old village chief saw them from afar, stood there and shouted at the top of his voice: "Li Jinglu, you fucking..."

Li Jinglu quickly put the bag on his shoulder and trotted over.

Li Tianming pulled his sleeves and the two left in a hurry.

That night, the house of "Liu Guohua" was brightly lit, and the village chief Li Hanji took Li Guosheng and several others to watch. From finding the body of the father and son in the morning and witnessing Ye Lan committing suicide, Li Hanji has been busy for a whole day without rest. Thinking that he would bury the three of the family tomorrow, Li Hanji had a headache.

Li Hanji closed his eyes and his mind was in a mess. There were too many things that happened this day, so he tried to figure it out.

Li Hanji could see that the death of Liu Guohua and his son was definitely not as simple as falling into the cliff. However, considering his previous "identity", Li Hanji did not dare to call the police rashly. After all, what "Liu Guohua" did was shameful, and Li Hanji did not want more people to be implicated.

Remember, Liu Guohua had told Li Hanji intentionally or unintentionally before. If something happens one day in the future, Li Hanji must take care of his family.

But he didn't say anything exactly what happened.

Li Hanjian looked at the three coffins, two large and one small in the hall, and thought, how can you take care of this? The whole family has gone like this, and there is only a fool who knows nothing. Liu Guohua, Liu Guohua, what kind of trouble are you causing?

It seemed that in response to Li Hanji's call, some noise seemed to occur in a coffin.

Li Hanqi rubbed his eyes. Is it because I am so old that I am dizzy?

Another serene sound came from the coffin. Li Hanji was so scared that his hair stood up and said tremblingly: "Brother Guohua, are you, are you? Yes, you can dream if you have anything to say, but you won't bring it like this to scare people..."

The sound in the coffin rang again, and several others also heard it, and everyone stood up in fright.

Li Hanji said tremblingly: "Brother Guohua, I know that everyone in the village owes you. I didn't take good care of your family. Your wife, she... Alas, it's all my fault, it's useless to blame me! I'm sorry for you!"

At this time, Li Guosheng poked the village chief's waist, and saw water slowly seeping out from the coffin that made a sound.

...

In the hazy night, the midwife in the village followed Li Guoshengshen and rushed to Liu Guohua's house.

Li Hanji, who was waiting at the door, hurriedly let her into the inner room. A coffin inside had been opened, and a pool of water stains were wet underneath.

Li Hanjin drove the others out, and only midwife was left in the house.

After a while, a loud cry came from the room, floating in the quiet night sky.

A magical life was born.

The village chief held the child with a look of compassion in his eyes.

Everyone looked at each other. This kind of posthumous child, also known as a ghost elixir in rural areas, is very rare.

"Village Chief, what should I do?" said the midwife hesitantly.

"What should I do? Keep it!"

"Yes, who can I raise it?"

The village chief frowned, "Li Guosheng, didn't your wife just gave birth to a baby a few days ago? What's the name Yang?"

Li Guosheng hurriedly interjected, "Zi Yang, name is Li Zi Yang."

"Okay, then you can raise this child together."

"This, this..." Li Guosheng looked puzzled.

"Don't worry, I won't let you take care of it in vain. The village will give you subsidies, that's it!" The old village chief said with a firm attitude. Li Guosheng had no choice but to nod and agreed.

Everyone looked at the child in the village chief's arms together. The little guy opened his eyes and looked at the strange world blankly.

His young heart didn't know that he was an orphan since he was born.

"Miss Minister, give him a name."

"Well, just like his brother, just call him A Chong."
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