Chapter 248 All Grudges Are over [Please Vote]

[Although you are blind, you have a keen eye, defeat the enemy with wooden sticks, and kill the warriors in return. 】

[After the incident, the body of the warrior was found, and it was speculated that he was the guard of the Zhao family in the north of the city. 】

[Mr. Zhao has a well-off family and many servants. He often gives alms to beggars in the city and has a good reputation. 】

[You have no enmity with the Zhao family. I don’t know why they sent warriors to attack and kill you. 】

【Then it was decided...】

[A: Escape from Wanping, B: Pay a visit, C: Wait and see what happens, D: Intervene personally. 】

Jiang He stood beside the warrior's corpse, his brows furrowed.

Since the warrior is Zhao Shanren's personal guard, he must have sent him personally——

Even if someone bribes him and wants to frame him, he won't come outside the city to attack and kill a blind beggar.

Not to mention the wilderness, even if a beggar died in the alleys of the city, the officers and soldiers in the city would not bother to investigate, there is nothing to frame.

However, he had no enmity with Zhao Shanren, and he had nothing, so there was no reason for him to be attacked.

"No, I don't have nothing..."

Jiang He's heart moved slightly.

Regardless of the current situation, his true identity is a direct descendant of the Lushu Liu family.

This is the only special thing about him.

If Zhao Shanren had a grudge against the family and wanted to kill him, it would be normal.

but……

Jiang He was in dire condition, blind and mute. As a useless beggar, the number of people he could contact was extremely limited, and he had no chance to reveal his identity or seek rescue.

Forced to lie dormant and recuperate, waiting for the opportunity.

He has never revealed his identity, so how could Zhao Shanren know all this?

"There is only one person in this world who knows my true identity."

"Zhao Shanren is involved with that evil cultivator?"

Jiang He's heart sank.

If the Zhao family is involved with evil cultivators and is here because of the Liu family's identity, there is definitely no use in escaping.

If you can't escape far, you will be chased.

By then, if you are tired of running for your life, you will lose the opportunity to resist.

It is impossible to wait and see how it changes.

Since the other party has chosen to take action, it is impossible to give up halfway.

Once a warrior is found to be killed, the enemies sent next time will only be more and stronger.

Then, there is actually only one choice left for Jiang He.

【pay a visit to】

The Zhao family only sent one warrior over, apparently thinking that this was enough.

Is it not easy for a majestic warrior to kill a blind beggar?

In this case, the Zhao family is not vigilant enough and should not recruit much combat power, leaving its defense at its weakest.

Jiang He's visit could catch them off guard.

"the most important is……"

"If it's as I guess, it's no longer safe here."

"Without the Zhao family, there can still be the Qian family, the Sun family, the Li family..."

"I need to identify myself as soon as possible and get out of this dangerous situation."

At this time, the little beggar was still packing his things in a hurry.

For him, being targeted by a behemoth like the Zhao family obviously left him with the only option of escape.

He tore apart the grass, dug out broken bowls, water ladles and other belongings, carefully wrapped them in rags, and held them in his arms.

"Pack up, let's go!"

"Zhao Shanren's house is in the north. Let's go south. I heard that there is a big city in the south. We can settle down there..."

"Mute, what are you doing?"

The little beggar chattered.

When he turned around, he was shocked to find that the mute had wiped the long knife until it turned white, then pulled off the scabbard beside the warrior, and sheathed the knife skillfully...

At this moment, his temperament completely changed.

If he was originally gentle and reserved, he looked like an ordinary mute beggar, inconspicuous.

Now, the little beggar just feels that he is more sharp-edged than the most powerful and domineering head catcher in the city, making people afraid to look directly at him.

The little beggar couldn't help but stammered.

"Mute... 伱..."

"..."

It seems like an illusion, the edge is fleeting and then converges again.

The little beggar blinked, and the person in front of him turned back into the mute beggar he was familiar with.

But that ray of edge was already engraved in his heart.

However, all these surprised emotions quickly disappeared——

The mute raised his hand and pointed to the north, making another gesture.

After a year of getting along with him, the little beggar vaguely guessed what he meant and said in disbelief.

"You, you want to find Zhao Shanren?"

The mute held the knife and showed his sharpness. His idea was already obvious.

The little beggar thought of the noble Zhao Shanren, his life in the past year, and that his grandfather was beaten to death and there was no trace of his body...

After struggling, he tremblingly pulled out a polished and shiny sharp stone from the package.

This is his "knife".

He held the stone piece tightly and trembled.

"I...I'll go with you!"

The mute smiled, but shook his head.

He pointed to the broken thatched cottage, picked up the scabbard, and drew a word on the ground.

This is what he wrote after the thatched cottage was built.

It is also the only word that the little beggar knows.

"Home".

Looking at this word, the little beggar felt a sore nose.

The mute is a weirdo.

But they also unknowingly became his family.

The only family.

"Mute, I will listen to you and rebuild our home."

"Promise me that you will come back safely..."

"..."

The mute smiled and nodded, turned around and walked towards the north.

[This trip is full of dangers. 】

[You then say goodbye to the noble man and set off alone. 】

[Although you are blind, the bright sun shines on your body, and you can distinguish between hot and cold, so you can identify your location; you also learned the location of the Zhao family through the mouth of a beggar, and walked along the road to find the place of the Zhao family. 】

[After a while, it’s dusk on the west mountain. You hear the noise of people and smell the scent of familiar people, and you know you’ve arrived at Zhao’s house. 】

[Finding the way is difficult, and sneaking is even more difficult. 】

[Then he turned invisible and entered through the gate. 】

[When he was blocked by the servants guarding the courtyard, you attacked him with a sword scabbard, causing him to faint without injuring his life. 】

[The fight made a lot of noise, alarming everyone in the house. 】

[Zhao Shanren came out with his guards. When he saw your figure, he was breathing rapidly and seemed to be frightened. He hurriedly ordered the guards to take action and kill you. 】

[Although Zhao's family is well off, he has no way to achieve immortality. He can only hire warriors as guards and has no practitioners. 】

[However, you have reached the realm of gods and humans, and you are armed with a long sword and a sharp blade. Even if you are surrounded by several warriors, you can still handle it with ease. 】

[In the battle of life and death, you will no longer hold back. When the rabbit rises and the falcon falls, several great warriors are either dead or disabled and flee in fear. 】

[Only the good people of the Zhao family were left. They lost all courage and collapsed on the ground. 】

[You come forward with a knife, the tip of the knife is stained with blood, and the words are splashed out, which is called "evil". 】

[Zhao Shanren was startled, laughed sadly, and said: If there is a right way, why should it be wrong? 】

[Moreover, he has helped many people and his merits are immeasurable. Since the beggar is living through the charity, why can't he die to repay his kindness? 】

[You sigh and kill him to find his son. 】

Zhao Shanren never expected that Jiang He would understand the truth with a few words of venting.

There is no grievance or enmity, not because of the family status.

Instead, he needs to repay his kindness and dedicate his life...

You know, as a beggar with nothing, Jiang He's only valuable thing is a trace of blood from the Lushu Liu family.

Just like the people of the Wu clan in the future, even if they are not awakened, their physiques are different from ordinary people.

In addition, the Zhao family must be connected with evil cultivators, so we can know that Jiang He has this kind of bloodline.

The answer is obvious——

Zhao plans to use evil cultivation methods to extract Jiang He's blood and make it into a human elixir.

This kind of evil elixir method is not uncommon among the evil cultivators of Ying Dynasty, and it is also one of the reasons why the Thirty-Second Family and the evil cultivators have deep hatred.

"If the Lushu bloodline is refined into a human elixir, it can prolong life, cure diseases, temper the body, strengthen yang, and facilitate reproduction..."

"My bloodline is thin and I have no awakening. The effect of the human elixir is also very poor. It can at most cure my illness."

The goal, then, is obvious.

Jiang He walked around Zhao's house and sensed an aura that was even weaker than a beggar's, like someone who had been ill for a long time.

As soon as he got close, this weak aura came to him without warning, and he screamed out in fear.

"Don't, don't come here! It's not me who wants to kill you, it's my father...yes, it's my father who sent people to kill you, it has nothing to do with me!!"

"Someone else told my father about the evil method. I don't know anything..."

"If you want to kill, then kill my father. Don't kill me. I don't want to die!"

"Quick, go away! Don't come over!"

As Ega approached with the sword, he felt fear in his heart, his blood surged up, and his breathing became rapid. He suddenly trembled and fell to the ground, and the stench spread.

Not coma.

The heartbeat disappears, the breath is cut off, and the lower body is incontinent.

It was because he was weak and excited that he was frightened to death on the spot.

"..."

Jiang He shook his head slightly, sheathed his sword, and left the room.

Outside the house, the setting sun is like blood.

The servant he had knocked unconscious earlier had woken up, but he was lying on the ground and did not dare to move, pretending to be unconscious.

Some people were so scared that their legs were weak and they hid in corners, not daring to move.

They carefully looked at the beggar in ragged clothes and with his eyes closed, praying that he would leave as soon as possible.

But they never thought that their rapid breathing and heartbeat had already exposed their condition.

Jiang He didn't pay attention to them and walked straight to the hall. When passing by a child, he suddenly stopped.

In full view of everyone, he casually pulled out flowers from a vase on the side and handed them to the child. Then, carrying the vase, he walked into the hall.

He raised his hand and threw it out. With the sound of the vase breaking, water flowed and the bloody words on the wall became blurry.

Zhao Shanren wanted to kill someone to make an elixir, but Jiang He killed him instead. This is a natural cycle.

but……

From the words of Zhao Shanren's son, Jiang He could guess that this matter was probably a secret between father and son.

After all, the court will not tolerate evil cultivators. Once exposed, the whole family will be executed.

"You have done good deeds, helped beggars, and given me food."

"No matter what the original intention was, you helped me after all."

"The hatred of life and death is gone, and the kindness of food is also there."

"I concealed this matter for you and saved the innocent family members, which can be regarded as repaying your kindness for giving me food."

Jiang He wiped off the bloody words and sat in the hall with a knife, tall and straight.

Although his clothes are ragged, he doesn't look like a beggar, but looks like the owner of the place.

When the officers and soldiers arrived, this was what they saw.

As monks, when they looked at the bloody corpses on the ground and the calm beggar, they were frightened by the momentum of this mortal and stopped for a moment.

The leader of the team also hesitated for a moment.

A blind beggar could actually break into a family's house, repel numerous guards, and attack and kill warriors and family owners?

Just as the catcher was hesitating, the beggar raised his hand and threw a piece of white silk.

The catcher took the white silk and saw the bloody words on it, his expression changed slightly and his attitude changed.

The dignified practitioners and government officials showed a bit more respect to this beggar.

"Master Liu, please."

The beggar stood up with his knife in hand and strode ahead of the officers and soldiers.

[You beheaded the Zhao family and frightened his son to death. Instead of running away, you sat in the main hall and waited for the officers and soldiers. 】

[After a while, the news spread, and officers and soldiers arrived. You used white silk and blood words to identify yourself, explain the reason, and claim to be a member of the Liu family of Lushu. 】

[Because of your superior force and extraordinary demeanor, the officers and soldiers were dubious. 】

[Then I invite you to go to the government office and identify yourself. 】

[The thirty-second family has noble blood, and the city officials will personally greet you and talk to you. 】

[You use a pen to describe the past and clarify your identity. 】

[The city official Feiniao sent a message. After confirming it, he fully believes what you said and invites you to live in the mansion and wait for the Liu family. 】

During the Ying Dynasty, the thirty-two bloodline families had noble status and looked down on ordinary monks.

Naturally, all the officials in the DPRK and Central Government were members of the family.

Even a first-level monk can serve as a city official as long as his bloodline is noble enough.

For example, the city official of Wanping also came from a family of blood and was a member of the Wei family.

It was precisely for this reason that after he used a flying bird to pass a letter and confirmed Ega's identity by questioning his family, he felt empathized with his experience and was extremely indignant.

"These evil demons treat Brother Liu like this, they are really cruel and hateful!"

"However, brother Liu, don't worry, I have sent a message to your family, and someone from the Liu family will be here soon to take you back."

"As long as you return to your family and take the elixir, your Qi, sea, mouth and eyes will be restored to their original state."

In the eyes of the officers and soldiers in the mansion, the official Wanping was an indifferent person who seldom joked with others.

At this time, when he faced Jiang He, he seemed extremely cordial and enthusiastic.

This can be regarded as the norm for aristocratic families——

For the Wanping city official, only people from the same aristocratic family were worthy of being treated seriously.

Just like Jiang He's behavior of breaking into Zhao's house and killing Zhao Shanren, after he confirmed his identity, he didn't even ask the reason and just threw it aside.

Just killing a mortal, do you need a reason?

In his opinion, Jiang He Qihai was defeated and his eyes were gouged out, but he was still able to defeat several warriors, which was even more worthy of mention.

This is the power derived from blood!

He has already thought about how to brag to others about what he has learned when he returns to his family.

Compared to his enthusiasm, Jiang He seemed a little cold.

Even after hearing the news that people from the Liu family were coming to Wanping City, they didn't show any joy.

After confirming his identity, he didn't stay long and quickly said goodbye and left.

…

Outside Wanping City, at the edge of the forest.

The little beggar weaved straw ropes, tied wooden sticks, laid dried wild grass on top, and repaired the thatched house bit by bit.

It seems easy, but for the thin little beggar, this is already a huge workload. He needs to take a break after working for a short time.

But he didn't stop and kept busy.

He promised the mute that he would rebuild this home.

Suddenly, he seemed to feel something and looked up into the distance.

The mute came over with a knife, smiled and waved.

"..."

"You're back!"

The little beggar showed a heartfelt smile.

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