Chapter 31 Low-key and Explosive Killing
The whimpering wind and snow were flying in the turbulent air current.
Seeing the exhausted old man in front of him, with red eyes and tears streaming down his face, Li Che felt his heart soften and hurriedly pulled his uncle into the warm workshop.
After pouring a cup of hot tea to his uncle Li Liang, Li Che looked serious.
"What happened? Uncle, please tell me slowly."
Li Che asked in a deep voice.
The uncle's family raised him and never bullied him. This nurturing kindness alone cannot be easily repaid.
If he could help, Li Che would naturally not sit idly by.
The old scholar was shivering all over, and the snow particles stained on his body gradually melted in the warmth of the workshop. His hands, which were red from the cold, were holding a cup of hot tea, and his expression seemed to be slightly relaxed.
The old scholar exhaled and looked at Li Che, his eyes bloodshot. After thinking for a while, he tremblingly took out a palm-sized wooden sculpture from his arms.
The moment he saw the wood carving, Li Che's eyes suddenly shrank.
"Spiritual Infant Statue?"
Li Che is naturally familiar with this wooden statue!
Before moving into the wood carving shop, the appearance of this wooden statue of the spirit baby in his yard made Li Che nervous and had to move his family into Xu Ji Wood Carving Shop.
Li Che took the wood carving from the old scholar's hand. It was somewhat different from the wood carving that was placed at the door of his house.
It is not a wooden sculpture of a spirit infant with three heads and six arms, but a normal spirit infant statue with one head and two arms and eyes closed and opened. But it is undeniable that this is also a spirit infant statue.
As a wood carver, I am extremely sensitive to the expression of wood carvings.
"Is there a distinction between priorities?" Li Che murmured in a low voice.
"Uncle, Zhouzhou is also one year old, right?"
Li Che asked with a frown.
The uncle couldn't help but nod his head: "Yes... in three days, there will be a scheduled first-year banquet. I wanted to do it simply, but now... oh, I don't dare anymore, I don't dare at all."
"In the past few days, your cousin has not even dared to go to work. He has been staying at home, carrying a hatchet, for fear of..."
The uncle sighed.
The uncle knew very well that if the Lingying Sect really targeted his grandson Li Chengzhou, how could they resist with their ordinary strength?
In the past few days, fear and anxiety have completely enveloped them.
Thinking of those children who died tragically, the old scholar had nightmares all night long.
"Your cousin and cousin-in-law didn't dare to sleep for three days in a row...for fear that the Lingying cultists would attack Zhouzhou after they fell asleep."
Li Che held the Lingying wood carving in his hands, his eyes slightly narrowed.
"So, the uncle was wondering if I could ask Sister-in-law to bring Zhouzhou to your place to take a break...Xu Ji, Xu Ji is still a deterrent."
The old scholar looked at Li Che expectantly, as if grasping the last straw.
"Uncle, don't worry. It's okay to let Zhouzhou come and stay at my house. My house will be much safer."
Li Che had no reason to refuse.
The sense of oppression and anxiety brought about by the appearance of the Lingying Wood Sculpture was too intense. Because Li Che had experienced it before, he could feel the panic and despair in his uncle's heart at this moment.
It was a feeling of powerlessness...that death was getting closer and closer to his grandson.
Ordinary people are indeed powerless when facing the Lingying Cult, just like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
"Okay, okay, Ah Che...Thank you very much, uncle, thank you..."
The old scholar was extremely excited and looked much more relaxed.
"I'll go back and make arrangements for Zhengran and Chunming to take a boat to your home..." The old scholar held the teacup and was about to walk out of the shop.
Li Che hurriedly called to him: "Uncle, please don't. Let your cousins protect you at home. Don't go out in case something happens on the road. I will pick them up personally. I have been practicing martial arts recently, so it will be safer."
"Okay, okay..." Uncle Li Liang nodded quickly.
"I'll take a leave of absence from the shopkeeper and come back. You go back and protect Zhouzhou with your cousin."
Li Che said.
The uncle's face finally showed a hint of joy, and he put down the cup belatedly, said goodbye, ran into the wind and snow, and left in a hurry.
Li Che sat on a chair, holding the palm-sized wooden sculpture of a spiritual infant in his hand, with a flash of contemplation in his eyes.
"Lingying Cult..."
"What a disaster."
Li Che let out a breath.
However, the Spiritual Infant Sect was also a giant to him, not to mention that it was involved with those wealthy families in Feilei City...
"In addition, the government is even related to the Lingying Cult. The head-catcher Zhao Chuanxiong is a member of the Lingying Cult..."
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Li Che did not ask for leave. As a woodcarving master, he had the right to enter and exit the woodcarving shop at will, as long as he could deliver the goods within the specified time.
After changing into a smart outfit, Li Che picked up a piece of thin wood, put on a bamboo hat, walked out of the wood carving shop, and ran into the wind and snow.
Growing up in his uncle's house, Li Che naturally knew the way to his uncle's house.
However, Li Che did not go immediately, but chose to play it safe.
"Could it be a trap set by the Lingying Cult? Did you deliberately lure me there?"
"If I am killed, without my identity as a wood carver, I am afraid that Xu Ji's compound will not be able to live in, and Xiaoya and Xixi will have to move out..."
"After leaving the Xu Ji Compound, the Lingying Cult can easily attack Xixi."
"Orphans and widowed mothers can only be slaughtered!"
Pressing the bamboo hat, Li Che thought, this possibility is not impossible. But it's not necessarily true. After all, he often leaves Xu Ji's compound these days. If the other party wants to take action, he can do it long ago...
There is no need to go around in a circle to trick him.
"However, we must be careful..."
Li Che was thinking as he walked through the long street. On the notice board, there was a new wanted notice. He paused and saw that his identity as a bull demon was posted on it, with a reward of five hundred taels...
"Five hundred taels...five gold leaves!"
"That's the price for me to carve a nine-headed Guanyin statue."
Li Che muttered.
However, these five hundred taels... are enough to make many people take risks.
"It seems like I need to keep a low profile during this time."
Li Che smiled, put down his bamboo hat, and braved the raging wind and snow to go to the yard he rented out.
Taking out a piece of black clothes soaked in a vat in the yard, the internal energy surged, and the heat evaporated, making the clothes dry.
This is a very elastic piece of clothing, which he specially made with his own craftsmanship. The improvement brought by the [Immortal Craftsmanship] Dao Fruit is not only the level of wood carving, he can understand any craftsmanship.
With these clothes, you don’t have to worry about your clothes bursting when you activate the Vajra Transformation.
Familiarly, Li Che changed his clothes and put on a cute cow mask. Li Che put on a bamboo hat and ran out of the yard.
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Feilei City, Anping Lane.
There is a walled courtyard with piles of loess, and the door is closed.
inside the house.
Li Liang, an old scholar, held a dry cigarette in his mouth and smoked it.
Li Zhengran clutched the hatchet, his eyes were red, but he kept pacing, carefully listening to the sounds outside the house.
Liu Chunming was holding her son Li Chengzhou in her arms. Her hair was a little messy and tangled, and she obviously wasn't focusing on taking care of herself.
"Dad, isn't Ache here yet?"
"Could he be... coaxing you to come back first?"
Liu Chunming held the baby in her arms, and her eldest aunt leaned beside her. Her eyes were red and her voice was a little hoarse as she said.
A woman's family, under the pressure of losing a child at any time, has already been on the verge of collapse.
"No, Ah Che won't coax me on purpose. Since he said it's okay, he definitely can..."
"He is now a woodcarving master with a distinguished status. He is just helping us and letting us go to his yard to hide from disaster. He will not lie."
The old scholar smoked a dry cigarette and shook his head.
He believed in Li Che and could clearly see the nature of his cousin!
“Stop talking nonsense, Ache will come!”
Li Zhengran also spoke in a deep voice.
The room fell into a deathly silence, with only the sound of heavy breathing coming and going.
Suddenly, there was a rustling sound coming from outside the house.
The skin of the three people in the room instantly became tense.
Li Zhengran held the hatchet in his hand, sweat beads on his forehead. He walked to the door, looked out along the crack of the door, and saw the figure outside the door.
outside the house.
The wind and snow were blowing wildly, and the sky was dark.
A slender figure, carrying a Bagua stick and wearing a girl's mask, squatted on the ground, held a wooden sculpture of a spiritual baby, pressed it on the ground, and moved it left and right, facing the closed door of the house. Location.
The whimpering wind blew, like a ghost crying.
As if he knew that Li Zhengran was watching through the crack in the door, the figure suddenly raised his face. Under the mask of a girl who seemed to be crying and smiling, her eyes were full of teasing.
It's this nightmare-like face again!
Li Zhengran couldn't help but tremble all over his body. His hand holding the hatchet couldn't help but tremble...
suddenly.
Li Zhengran, who was watching through the crack in the door, his pupils suddenly tightened and he was suddenly stunned.
because……
Behind the figure wearing a girl's mask and squatting in the snow.
A burly mountain-like figure emerged from the wind and snow almost instantly like a ghost. The black clothes clung to the body, perfectly outlining the muscle lines like carvings with a carving knife.
Wearing a bamboo hat and a cute cow mask, his eyes are shining.
Raise a slap.
Bang...
The figure carrying the Bagua stick and wearing a girl's mask had just reacted and stood up, but was hit by a punch like a cattail leaf fan and flew away...
Bringing up a cloud of blood mist.
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