Blind boy, Li Guanqi

Great Summer Domain, Qingyun Continent, Northern Liang City.

A young boy, only six or seven years old, was curled up next to the stone lion at the back door of the Zhao Mansion.

The little boy shivered in his ill-fitting singlet in the freezing cold.

Strangely, his eyes were still covered with black cloth.

The black cloth revealed a pair of sword eyebrows, a high nose, and slightly thin lips.

The cheeks, on the other hand, were particularly angular because of the slimming.

Crunch.

The back door of the Zhao Mansion opened, but it was immediately followed by a dull sound.

Bang!

A stiff body was thrown out the back door.

The skinny body fell to the ground, smashing a shallow crater in the snow.

Zhao Qing, who was wearing a thick jacket, hesitated for a moment, a hint of intolerance showing in his eyes.

He threw down four coins and took the rest back into his sleeve.

Snap!

The young man rose hastily at the sound of the voice, and shook

said with a gentle smile squeezing out of his frozen and bruised face as the snow accumulated on his body.

"Is that Brother Qing? Did you just throw out the leftovers from the mansion?

With that, the teenager crouched down, his reddened hands groping haphazardly in the snow.

The smile was still on the teenager's face, but he reached out and touched a household body that had long been cold to the bone!

Li Guanqi's hand froze in the air, his lips trembled slightly, and his entire body winced.

A moment later, the teenager dropped to his knees and ran his trembling hands toward the corpse's face.

The trembling hand touched the girl's lower suddenly retracted as if electrocuted!

He touched a long scar this was from his uncle's drunken loss to his sister two years ago.

"Sis..."

A slightly saddened murmur came out from the teenager's mouth.

The smile on the teenager's face has long since disappeared two lines of clear tears uncontrollably out of the socket.

Ignoring the goose feather snow falling from the sky, he took off the only piece of torn linen he had on and wrapped it around the girl's body!

The bony body revealed itself to be covered in hideous scars, the bruises on his back still fresh.

Reaching out a hand covered in frostbite, he moved to gently touch the girl's hair.

The teenager lowered his head and muttered hoarsely in his voice: "It's better to die and live... Live to suffer."

Ignoring the biting snow and ice, the boy rummaged around on the ground for a long time before finding four coins.

Four coins!!!

The young man's heart's suddenly burned with a monstrous rage, the rage seemed to scorch his chest! I can't imagine that my sister can't even keep her last dignity after death ....

Dead man's money, is it that good?!

A cold wind blew by, Zhao Qing couldn't help but tighten his cuffs and couldn't help but look at the teenager.

"Your sister has a bad life, take the money and go back, don't freeze to death here.

The teenager tore off the cloth covering his eyes, revealing a pair of miserable white eyes.

Raising his head to follow the sound, he looked around, though desperately trying to suppress the anger in his heart.

His voice, however, trembled slightly as he slowly stretched out his right hand and whispered, "The subordinate died in vain, and the master's family pays ten guan!"

"This money .... is the last of my sister's dignity, you shouldn't take it!"

Zhao Qing folded his hands into his sleeves, and once he heard that the other party wanted money, the look of pity on his face was immediately withdrawn.

With a cold face, he said, "Little Blindie, take it or leave it! Get lost!"

With those words, Zhao Qing turned to close the door.

Li Guanqi, who was only six years old, had a thin body, but a fierce look actually appeared on his face!

Quickly stepping onto the steps of that Zhao house, he grabbed the man's hand and shouted, "Give me what's due!"

Zhao Qing frowned when he saw Li Guanqi's frostbitten hand actually grabbing at him.

A chill flashed under his eyes, and with one hand yanking up the teen's hair he flung him down the steps.

Bang!

The thin body was slammed hard into the snow, which was all lapis lazuli underneath.

Any fall on it will present a cloud of

Green, not to mention the teenager who was thrown half a foot away.

Zhao Qing glanced coldly at the fallen teenager and said grimly: ''Stinking blind man! Take the corpse and hurry up and get out!

"If it weren't for my pity for you, I wouldn't even give you four guan!"

"Hoot! P

Just as Zhao Qing turned around and was about to go back, the corner of his coat behind him was actually yanked by a person

Zhao Qing turned his head to look, and the teenager had actually come behind him at some point, his hands pulling on the corners of his clothes in a deadly manner.

"Give me the money!!!"

"It's my sister's life-buying money!

Zhao Qing was just about to be vicious when he looked down and saw those blood-filled, tragic white eyes!

Those eyes were clearly invisible, yet he felt that the other man was just watching him.

A chill rose from the bottom of Zhao Qing's heart, and he turned his head to look at the girl who had been exhausted and starved to death alive.

Zhao Qing was ultimately unable to bear it and lowered his raised fist, shoving the rest of the coins from his sleeve into the young man's hand.

"Here you go, here you go, damn the bad luck!

Li Guanqi loosened his hand and numbly counted the coins in his hand.

Bang!

The door to the mansion closed and a slightly childish voice came from inside.

"What's wrong with you, Qing? Why don't you go feed the birds for me?

"Young Master Yuan Lin, I'll go now, I'll go now.

"What were you doing?

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"Isn't it just a dead maid? It's no big deal, grab that dead blind man and get the hell out of here."

Li Guanqi just looked at the sky with his eyes lifelessly, holding the copper coins and sitting on the steps of the Zhao Mansion for a long, long time.

Walking down the steps, with great difficulty, he picked up the already stiffened body and turned away.

Squeak .... Squeak...

It was the sound of Li Guanqi's feet on the snow, a little slow and wobbly.

All of this was seen by the old man on the tavern a dozen feet away.

The old man was dressed in a gray, plain robe with white hair.

The nose is high and straight, the lips are slightly thin but do not show half a bit of meanness, between the eyebrows and eyes and not half a bit of decadence, but the eyes are clear and incomparable.

The table was set with some small dishes and a pot of warm wine.

The hand holding the glass suddenly stopped in mid-air as he watched the teenager groping his way forward through the wall.

The old man's eyes flashed a touch of imperceptible essence to look at the teenager, murmuring under his breath, "I can't imagine that the embryo that I've been looking for hundreds of years is actually a little blind man ..."

"That's just it, that's probably God's will.

Immediately afterward, the old man slowly got up and said aloud in a mellow voice: "Xiao Er, settle the bill!"

It's a cold winter month, when the north wind is piercing the bones.

Hours.

A gust of cold wind was like a sharp knife poking at him for the young Li Guanqi.

There were several breaks on the road until nightfall, when the teenager placed the already stiffened body in front of a medical center.

The gray-clothed old man was similarly thinly clad, but the roiling wind and snow automatically avoided the old man when he passed by.

"People are dead, the three souls and seven spirits have already entered the reincarnation, why do they still come to this medical center?"

I'm getting my mom's medicine... .... It's not her.

It wasn't long before the teenager had a few more pairs of herbs in his hand, and laboriously carried the corpse up to continue his journey.

Immediately afterward came a small store with a white damask hanging over the door.

In the middle of the day, the teenager came out of it with an altar in his hand.

There was a piece of paper taped to it.

'Li Cuiwei.

Wrapping it in the girl's pink dress, there wasn't much emotion on the teenager's face from start to finish.

On the way, the boy also picked up two steamed buns that already looked like bricks in front of the bakery.

The teenager at this time actually had a small smile on his face.

This made the old man who had been following behind him very puzzled as to why the death of the teenager's own sister did not cause him to have any mood swings.

Just biting that Zhao's subordinate deducted the copper plate that should be compensated.

The teenager with the ashes also had no expression, but laughed out loud because he had picked up two buns that no one wanted.

The old man's curiosity was thoroughly piqued and he continued to follow the teenager.

Suddenly!

The old man's figure in the wind and snow lurched and looked up to the sky above.

With a bland face, he softly said, "Tsk, tsk, the old man merely demolished a clan some time ago, and this Northern Liang Country Protectorate Venerable Master even came to the door personally?"

"Tiny YuanYing ... .... It's good to meet, to save both sides from trouble.

Brush!

With a single step, the old man actually instantly traveled dozens of miles and appeared in a wild gazebo.

And that brocade-robed old man was already warming wine and cooking tea, seemingly waiting for a long time.

Seeing the old man appear, that Northern Liang Kingdom's Protectorate Venerable Master actually hastened to get up and salute, respectfully saying, "I've met senior . ..."

In the south of Bei Liang City, in a small, dilapidated courtyard, even the gate could not be closed.

The teenager stood in the doorway hesitating for a long time before finally taking a deep breath and pushing his way into the home.

Squeak.

Not even a single light was turned on in the darkened room, and the family was so poor that even the windowpaper had many holes in it but no money to repair them.

There was a black shadow on the cold dirt bed that moved slightly, followed by a weak voice that slowly came out.

"Kuanqi... You're back?

The woman's voice was very gentle, but unusually weak.

The person who spoke out was Li Guanqi's mother, Song Wanrong.

The woman who had risen had a haggard face and sunken cheeks, but her brow was full of tenderness when she looked at the teenager.

The woman looked around by the light of the moon and softly inquired, "Where's Cuiwei?" p

Li Guanqi, who was rummaging for a candle in the drawer, stiffened his body abruptly and lit the candle flame, reflecting the lone tile jar beside him.

He twisted his head away not daring to look and spoke in a dry voice: "Sister Cuiwei... .... died, and the Zhao Mansion paid out ten guan of copper."

"I asked for all the money back, and hid it for my mother's treatment.

After saying that, the teenager took out the steamed buns that had already been melted a bit by the body heat from his arms and handed them to Song Wanrong.

Fumbling with the herbs, he walked towards the kitchen and said in a hoarse voice, ''I'll go boil the medicine for Mother.

Song Wanrong gently pulled over Li Guanqi's hand and placed the steamed bun in it

Forcing back tears, he said, "Mother... Mother is not hungry, you eat."

The dry hair covered most of the woman's face, but Li Guanqi heard a few tears hit the mat.

Just as the two were drowning their sorrows

Wait.

Bam!!!

The front door was kicked open, and a bitter cold wind steeply burrowed into the house, and the teenager's body shivered, not knowing if it was the cold wind or from fear.

The visitor was none other than Li Guanqi's distant uncle, Li Dashan.

Li Dashan is not tall, wearing a Tibetan green jacket, double cheeks protruding horizontally, triangular eyes, eagle nose.

The whole thing just looks mean.

phase, and before he even entered the door, the sinister voice was already

Scripture comes from afar.

"FUCK! Where's the money!!!"