Knife splashing

Chapter 18: The Sick Tiger's Past

"What do you mean!"

Li Yan rarely mentioned the death of his father Li Hu, simply because it was a bit shameful.

His nickname is the Sick Tiger of Guanzhong, and he is also a playboy in love.

The mother in this life is an ordinary peasant woman. Before, under the control of my grandfather, my father had a relatively stable life. Apart from practicing martial arts, they lived a life of the man farming and the woman weaving.

Until the year after he was born.

There was a severe drought in Guanzhong, locust plagues, and epidemics broke out everywhere.

In that year, the Maitreya sect also started to stir up trouble.

His mother died of illness and the family was unable to make ends meet, so his father picked up a knife and went out to make a living and earn money, gradually making a name for himself.

But this time, it was like a tiger out of a cage and could no longer be controlled.

Not only has he killed countless people, but he also has a lot of romantic debts.

When Li Yan was young, he saw several beautiful aunts who came to his house aggressively, crying and fighting at the door, making his grandfather so angry that he couldn't eat for several days.

She died in a brothel in Chang'an City that winter.

According to the constable and the brothel's big teapot, he had suffered from apoplexy. The coroner and my grandfather who performed the autopsy personally also found the same thing.

Since then, my grandfather rarely mentioned my father and became older and older.

If it were before, Li Yan would just think that Sharifei was lying.

But ever since I learned about the curse, I felt that this matter was not that simple.

Seeing the murderous intent in Li Yan's eyes, and his pair of dragon eyes emitting cold light, Sharifei was frightened and hurriedly smiled and said, "I heard...well, I just heard...a few months after the incident, something happened in that brothel."

"What happened?"

"Dead people! Several prostitutes are dead!"

"What does this have to do with my father?"

"I like to know things, too. I just happen to know that those who died were all good friends of your father..."

"go on!"

"No one would have cared about the death of a few prostitutes, but at the time they seemed very nervous. Zhou Pan took the initiative to cooperate and took a group of disciples to Chang'an City to search everywhere."

"You also know what kind of person Zhou Pan is. He takes advantage of opportunities and hides away from troubles. He is so active, there must be something fishy going on!"

"Besides, he is the one who is most proud of your father's accident."

As Sharifei spoke, he observed Li Yan's expression.

Suddenly, I felt relieved and looked down, only to find that the dagger in Li Yan's hand had been silently retracted into his sleeve without him noticing.

Hidden knife!

Sharifei suddenly remembered what this thing was.

When Li Hu was alive, there was a legend in the martial arts world that he not only knew how to use the Guanzhong sharp sword, but also had developed a hidden sword technique based on the cassock skills and the hidden hand in the sleeve.

Hiding a knife in one's sleeve originally means being kind to others but having a vicious heart.

The same is true for this hidden knife, it can take a person's life silently.

It was with these two knives that Li Hu gained considerable fame, and he unexpectedly passed them on to his son.

This kid is even more suitable for the hidden knife than his father.

Although Li Yan took back the knife, his eyes were still cold, "Uncle Sha, let's not beat around the bush. If there is really a problem with my father's death, I will do you a favor."

"But let's be clear, what are you plotting against me for?"

"If you don't explain it clearly, this matter will not end today!"

There is a reason why Li Yan is known as a difficult person in the village.

Having lived two lives, he has seen through many things. He does not care about etiquette, rules, and systems, and is too lazy to hide anything.

What is Sharifi's plan?
We have to pull out his teeth today, and pry them out!
Looking at Li Yan's eyes, Sharifei felt his scalp tingling. He touched his bald head awkwardly and said, "Brother Yan, don't be angry. You don't know me yet. I am famous for my loyalty..."

He swallowed his boast halfway through and said helplessly: "It's nothing, I accidentally offended a disciple of Zhou Pan a while ago, and I had to come to Xianyang City."

"I thought your family also had a feud with him, so it's a good opportunity to get a helper..."

"Oh I got it."

Li Yan suddenly realized and nodded slightly, saying, "Uncle Sha, if you have something to say, you can just say it directly. Look at what happened. It almost got you into trouble. Don't blame me."

Sharifei nodded quickly, "No, no, we are in the same group. Also, we will deal with Master Wang's matter tomorrow, but we have to hide our tracks when we enter the city."

"That's natural."

Li Yan agreed with a smile, as if the incident of almost using a knife had never happened before, and turned around and left swayingly.

Sharifei finally breathed a sigh of relief, only to feel cold sweat all over his back. He couldn't help but curse in his heart: Damn it, this kid is such a coward, he can turn against you at any time.

This matter is over. It is better to stay away from him from now on...

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After returning to the shack, Li Yan found a place with few people, leaned against a big tree, held the knife in his arms, and prepared to sleep.

It was summer now and the nights were not cold, so he did not take bedding with him when he went out. He stayed here for one night and left after finding Wang Daoxuan.

Of course he took what Sharifei said to heart.

It seems that my father's death was not just bad luck caused by the winning magic, there is another hidden story.

It is not yet certain whether it is related to Zhou Pan.

But some intuition told him that this matter was related to the quack!
No matter what you do in the future, you need to take this path first.

Just then, footsteps were heard from behind.

Li Yan opened his eyes and found it was a black egg.

The boy was holding a water bag, shrinking timidly and not daring to move forward.

Li Yan smiled and said, "What's wrong? I grew horns?"

This kid was the only one in the village who had a good relationship with him and was also a righteous man, so when he asked for help, he helped without hesitation.

Heidan scratched his head, smiled innocently, and handed over the water bag, "Brother Yan, have a drink of water, you are really awesome today!"

"It's not that I'm good, it's that he underestimated his opponent." Li Yan's face turned serious and he recounted the previous confrontation in detail.

The duel with Meng Haicheng seemed like a one-shot victory, but in reality, it was not that simple.

First of all, he knew that his opponent was good at monkey boxing, and because of his age, the opponent underestimated him, so he provoked him with words, thus creating the most favorable conditions.

After all, the opponent is older and has rich experience in the martial arts world. If we fight carefully, it will probably take some effort to knock him down.

After all, the two of them were close, so Li Yan taught him the secrets without reservation so that Heidan would be prepared if he encountered the same person in the future.

Heidan was stunned. "So complicated?"

Li Yan smiled and said, "People in the Jianghu are complicated. Martial arts is only used to tear each other apart. The knife in the dark is more deadly. How can we succeed if we don't be more careful?"

Of course, there are some things he hasn't said.

Defeating Meng Haicheng with one move was not just for the sake of showing off.

From the moment he heard Sharifei's provocation, he knew that this guy had bad intentions. He wanted to use the power of defeating the enemy to force this old fox to tell the truth.

And this sigh comes from the heart.

Fighting with knives is just the superficial thing. If you don’t understand and guard against those weird things of Xuanmen, you will die without knowing how.

Heidan was stunned for a long while, then he said with a sad look in his eyes: "No wonder my father can do martial arts, but he made me dig for food in the fields. This world is really not a place for me."

As he spoke, he became obviously agitated, "Brother Yan, I am unwilling to give up, and I don't want to stay in the village. Please teach me what to do."

Li Yan pondered for a moment, "Learn a skill first. If you want to go out and make a living, you must have the ability to make a living. Otherwise, you can only fight with knives like me."

“Learn a craft…”

Heidan thought for a moment, nodded seriously and said, "Brother Yan, I'll listen to you. I have an uncle who works as a leatherworker in Chang'an City. If I want to learn a craft from him, my father won't stop me."

Let’s talk about it, hope rising in his eyes again, and he left happily.

Li Yan laughed in silence, then held the knife and closed his eyes.

In his previous life, he learned the skill of car repair and was able to make a living.

In this life, I just feel that the knife in my hand is more useful...

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Before I knew it, it was late at night and everyone was asleep.

It was the waning moon, and everything was dim.

In the shack beside the wheat field, snoring and the chirping of insects filled the air.

The wheat pickers have been traveling for many days in a row and have to work before dawn the next day, so they go to bed early to get enough rest.

The Lu family mansion in the distance was also silent.

However, bodyguards are patrolling several important areas.

Zhao Jiu yawned and rubbed his face, feeling a little bored.

Just as Li Yan expected, they were all disciples of Zhao Family Fist.

Originally in Jinzhou, he worked as a escort for big businessmen from banks. Although it was risky, he never had to worry about food and clothing, and it was a livelihood passed down from generation to generation.

However, they encountered a tough guy on the road one day. Not only did they lose their darts, but the sect also lost several pillars. Their strength declined, and even their business was taken away.

He would have ended up like monkeys scattering when the tree falls, but who knew that he would meet someone who would help him become a security guard and follow Mr. Lu to Guanzhong.

Compared to the days when I traveled all over the country, life is much more stable now.

But it is so peaceful that it makes people feel itchy, and even a thief has never been seen.

At this moment, Zhao Jiu took a casual glance and suddenly his eyes widened.

He could sense a vague figure in the distance.

"Who?!"

Zhao Jiu was not afraid and ran out with a sneer.

They have their own set of secret codes for guarding the courtyard, and no matter how dim the light is, they can tell whether someone is one of their own people.

In addition, if there are any flying thieves from the Rong family in the underworld, they all understand the rules of the underworld. They will first throw a stone to test the waters, and then go through the trouble. They rarely fight to the death.

The man didn't dare to answer, most likely he was an amateur thief.

He did not draw the knife from his waist, but instead carried a rattan stick.

The rattan stick is very tough and it hurts a lot when hit with it. If it is a thief who is really hungry and sneaks around, just beat him up, there is no need to take his life.

However, when he reached the corner, he found nothing.

Is it possible that you are dazzled?
Zhao Jiu was just wondering when he suddenly felt a chill on his back.

He turned around suddenly, his face turned pale and all the hairs on his body stood on end.

I only saw a vague figure there, with a short, hunched body and a face full of wrinkles. It was clearly an old woman.

But this old woman's face turned blue, her feet left the ground, and she floated in the air...

"what-!"

The terrified cry broke the silence of the Lu family compound...

…………

Under a big tree beside the wheat field, Li Yan suddenly opened his eyes.

He sniffed and looked into the distance with some confusion.

He smelled a strange, peculiar smell.

It is neither as cold and bloody as a rampage, nor as peaceful and tranquil as a land temple. Instead, it is warm and sweet, like a delicious snack.

dessert?

Li Yan didn't know why he had such an idea.

But soon, he found out the reason.

The substitute statue in Dantian was eager to try, like a greedy cat that had found a fish...

(End of this chapter)