"Yes, of course we'll do it."
"Second Brother, let's forget about it," Li Biwei advised. "Aren't you just adding fuel to the fire?"
Li Changzhou wanted to add fuel to the fire and make Marshal Li angry for a few more days.
Baxianqiao, the scene of the crime.
Li Xinghua sat at the head of the table, looking at the nine corpses lined up in front of him. His face was expressionless, but the muscles in his face twitched uncontrollably.
“A master.” An old man in a long robe stood up from beside the corpse and lowered his rolled-up sleeves.
"Can you tell who it is?" Li Xinghua asked in a deep voice.
The old man in the long robe glanced at the tornado's neck, where the finger marks from the broken neck were blurred (attribute mask).
"All we can tell is that he is a man." The old man in the long robe then swept his gaze over Lao Wan's crown and Liu Shu Man's brow. "He is very strong and has hidden weapons."
Does anyone know such an expert?
The old man in the long gown shook his head.
After a long silence, the muscles on Commander Li's face suddenly stopped twitching, and he said coldly, "Go and test Changzhou tonight."
Before this warlord whose son had died, the old man in the long gown suddenly smiled: "Testing him is fine, but if it really was him who did it..."
Commander Li's face twitched again, and he said in a cold and helpless voice, "Just teach him a lesson."
“That’s not what I meant,” the old man in the long gown replied. “If it really was him, with his skills, I’m afraid I can’t hold back—of course, I will do my best, but the commander-in-chief insists that I test him, so I must be prepared for this possibility.”
Commander Li's eyes flickered repeatedly.
He suddenly felt weak all over and relaxed, then, holding onto the chair, stood up with some difficulty.
"Never mind." His voice was weary. The man who was always full of energy, who had risen from bandit to soldier, officer, commander, and finally warlord, now sounded like an old man worn down by life.
Commander Li left with his men, and all nine corpses were taken away with him.
“Master,” a middle-aged man approached the old man in the long gown and said in a low voice, “who do you think did it?”
"The Song family, the Zhao family, Li Changzhou, and some smaller forces are all possibilities. Who could possibly guess?" The old man in the long gown didn't seem to care at all.
"Is it really possible that Li Changzhou did it?"
“It doesn’t seem like it,” the old man in the long gown said. “Otherwise, there’s no reason to leave the corpse hanging on the city gate. Of course, it could also be self-degradation.”
"But it's really strange, why did Li Xinghua suddenly give up? His eldest son is dead, and his second son is the most suspected, yet he didn't even bother to investigate."
The old man in the long gown chuckled disdainfully: "He'd love for Li Changzhou to do it himself. Since his eldest son is dead anyway, he might as well hope that his living second son is really that skilled."
"Let's not talk about that." He changed the subject. "I've been doing things for Li Xinghua for so long, and he's finally agreed to send a fleet to help me kill the sea monster. That's the important thing. Go and prepare."
"yes!"
"Uncle Li, Li Bichang, has been assassinated!"
"The tycoon, the owner, and the gang leader will be buried with him!"
"Newspapers for sale! Newspapers for sale!"
A group of newsboys, barefoot and dressed in tattered clothes, were selling still-warm newspapers on the street.
"Give me one!"
"Okay!"
"Give me one!"
Each newsboy was held back by a large number of people, who then dispersed and were surrounded by others.
The news spread like the Yangtze and Yellow Rivers, and in the blink of an eye, the water system had spread throughout the entire Song City, and would soon reach the entire Xia Kingdom.
The numerous reports can be summarized into two main points—
First, Li Bichang died, and Li Changzhou became the only candidate to succeed the Li family warlords;
Second, Commander Li investigated the matter with all his might, killing many people and issuing more arrest warrants, but he did not question Li Changzhou at all, nor did he meet with him, and he was not even allowed to enter the crime scene.
That same evening, another event occurred that shocked the entire city.
Li Biwei, the third young lady of the Li family, was attacked by a venomous snake in the garden and is now unconscious.
The peony charity ball, which Li Bichang hadn't cancelled even after his death, was finally cancelled by Li Changzhou. Commander Li sent three hundred soldiers to guard the commander's mansion.
While the outside world was in turmoil and everyone in the Marshal's Mansion was on edge, Li Changzhou remained content in his room.
After a long and drawn-out battle with Li Biwei, the king cobra, having consumed a belly full of Gu worms, bit Li Changzhou once more.
First, my head started to itch, then a bump appeared on my forehead, which spread down my cheek, neck, shoulder, and arm, finally emerging from my palm.
A small, octopus-like insect.
Under the little radish's gaze that looked at him like he was a monster, Li Changzhou scratched his head, where a tingling itch still lingered.
Li Qianxia also looked disgusted and repulsed.
"I knew you and your sister had always had a good relationship, but I didn't expect it to be this good," she teased, her expression hardening.
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Li Changzhou glanced at her. "The second son of the Li family isn't actually named Li Changzhou. He's in my own body now. My only sister is you. What, are you going to say our relationship is 'unexpectedly good'?"
Swallowing the Stars: Sign-in to Become a God
"vomit--"
"But bro, can't you worry about the king cobra (golden crown snake) still on you and not having been venomed?"
"Why don't we just wake Li Biwei up later? After all, she loves her brother so much."
"vomit--"
King cobras possess all snake venom, and having consumed all the venom available to Aferona in Italy, rendering someone unconscious would be incredibly easy for them; the choices are so numerous that even the king cobra itself would hesitate.
Ignoring his sister who was vomiting from what he had made, Li Changzhou picked up Yang Qinglan's letter—the one from yesterday that only contained her clothing size.
When in Rome, do as the Romans do—Dear Mister Lee:
I received the clothes. They are very nice, simple, and just the style I like. The money will be deducted from what you owe me—clothes from 1928 are worth at most 50 cents.
I agree with your speculations about the train, but there's no point in thinking about it.
Please ask Little Radish for me if she'd be willing to go into the Honey Pot World to be in charge of milking; we'll take care of her safety. We can also bring her along when we go into dungeons. (You can buy group tickets in the waiting area to increase the number of people from three to four, five, or even six, but they're expensive.)
Also, on the night Li Bichang died, two people came to see the Spring Emperor. I asked Qianxia, and they seemed to resemble the two people who escaped. After you receive the letter, come with Qianxia. I'll still be waiting for you behind the banana tree.
I've been studying "The Legend of the White Snake" lately, and I really like one line: "Sister Xian, though your heart remains unchanged, Xu Xian is no longer the same Xu Xian of the past. Let all the heartless men of the world take my sword!"
Li Changzhou was restless and terrified.
What did I do? Tonight, she summoned me over. Was I to deal with Chun Huang, or to take a sword strike from her?
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