Chapter 1: The Blind Boy, Li Guanqi

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　　Qingyun Continent, Beilang City.

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

　　In the freezing weather, the little boy was shivering in his ill-fitting singlet.

　　Strangely enough, his eyes were also covered with black cloth.

　　Crunch~

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

　　Bang!

　　A stiff corpse was thrown out of the back door.

　　The skinny body fell to the ground, smashing a shallow pit out of the snow.

　　Zhao Qing, who was wearing a thick jacket, hesitated for a moment, and a hint of intolerance passed through his eyes.

　　Throwing down four guan of copper coins, he took the rest back into his sleeve.

　　The teenager got up in a hurry, shaking the snow from his body, squeezing out a gentle smile and said.

　　"Brother Qing, just now was there leftovers thrown out of the mansion?"

　　With that, the teenager crouched down to touch his feet.

　　The smile on his face was still there, but he reached out and touched a corpse that had long been cold to the bone!

　　Li Guanqi's hand froze in the air, and his body trembled slightly between the wriggling of his throat.

　　A moment later, the teenager fell to his knees, his hands trembling as he touched towards the girl's face.

　　The trembling hands touched the girl's chin and suddenly retracted as if electrocuted!

　　He touched a long scar, which was caused by his father beating his sister after he drunkenly lost money two years ago.

　　"Sis..."

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

　　The smile on the teenager's face had long since disappeared, and two lines of clear tears came out of his eyes uncontrollably.

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

　　Bone-thin body full of hideous scars, bruises on the back has not yet disappeared.

　　Stretching out his hand full of frostbite, he stroked the girl's hair with a gentle movement.

　　The teenager lowered his head and muttered in a hoarse voice, "It's better to die, to live...to live and suffer."

　　Ignoring the biting snow and ice, the teenager rummaged through the ground and found four coins.

　　The teenager's heart was suddenly a little sad.

　　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 could not help but tighten his cuffs, looking at the teenager could not help but say.

　　"Your sister...has a bad life, take this money and go back."

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

　　Raising his head to follow the voice, he slowly stretched out his right hand and said softly, "The subordinate died in vain, the master's family pays ten guan!"

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

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

　　With a cold face, he said, "Stinking blind man, this is four Guan, take it or leave it! Get lost!"

　　Li Guanqi, who was only six years old, was thin and frail, but his face showed a fierce color!

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

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

　　A flash of coldness flashed under his eyes, and with one hand, he yanked up the teenager's hair and slammed him down the steps.

　　Bang!

　　The skinny body was viciously slammed into the snow, which was all lapis lazuli underneath the heavy snow.

　　Anyone who fell on it would show a bruise, let alone the teenager who was thrown half a foot away.

　　Zhao Qing looked at the fallen teenager with a cold face and said sinisterly, "Stinking blind man! Take the corpse and hurry up and get out!"

　　"If it wasn't for me seeing you as pathetic, I wouldn't even give you four guan!"

　　"Hehe te!"

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

　　Zhao Qing turned his head to look, the teenager had actually come behind him at some unknown time, his hands pulling on his coat corner in a deadly manner.

　　"Give me the money!!!"

　　"This is my sister's money to buy her life!"

　　Zhao Qing was so evil that he was just about to be ruthless when he looked down and saw those miserable white eyes!

　　Those eyes were clearly invisible, yet he felt that the other party was just gazing at 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 alive.

　　Zhao Qing finally lowered his raised fist and shoved all the remaining coins from his sleeve into the teenager's hand.

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

　　Li Guanqi let go of his hand, numbly counting the coins in his hand.

　　Bang!

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

　　"Xiaoqing ~ well it! Why don't you hurry up and feed the birds to this young master?"

　　"Young Master Yuanlin, I'll go now, I'll go now."

　　"What did you do just now?"

　　"..."

　　"Isn't it just a dead maid? What a big deal, hurry up and tell that dead blind man to get 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, he painstakingly picked up the already stiffened corpse on his back and turned to leave.

　　Creak...creak...

　　That was the sound of Li Guanqi's feet stepping on the snow, somewhat slowly, but walking firmly.

　　All of this was seen in the eyes of the old man on the restaurant a dozen feet away.

　　The old man was dressed in a gray plain robe, his beard and hair all white.

　　Nose high and straight, lips slightly thin but does not show half mean.

　　Between his eyebrows and eyes, there was no trace of decadence, instead, his eyes were clear and incomparable.

　　On the table were some small dishes and a pot of warm wine.www.wxbj.org

　　Looking at the teenager who was groping his way forward through the wall, the hand holding the wine cup suddenly stopped in mid-air.

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

　　"That's just it, that's probably the will of heaven."

　　Immediately after the old man slowly got up, mellow voice aloud: "Xiao Er, check out!"

　　In the cold winter months, it was the time when the north wind pierced the bones.

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

　　After resting a few times on the road until nightfall, the teenager placed the already stiffened corpse at the entrance of a medical center.

　　The gray-clothed old man was similarly thinly clothed, but that 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 you still come to this medical center?"

　　Not long after, the young man's hand had a few more herbs, laboriously carried the corpse up and continued to rush.

　　Immediately after that, he came to a small store with a white damask hanging in front of the door.

　　Not long after, the teenager hand carrying an altar came out from inside.

　　A piece of paper was attached to it.

　　''Li Cuiwei.''

　　Wrapping it up with the girl's pink dress, from start to finish the teenager's face didn't have much emotion.

　　On the way the teenager also picked up two steamed buns that were already like bricks at the entrance of the bun store.

　　At this time the teenager actually had a hint of a smile on his face.

　　This makes the old man who has been following behind very puzzled, why the teenager's own sister's death, he did not have any emotional fluctuations.

　　Just dead bite that Zhao House subordinates deducted the compensation of the copper plate.

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

　　The old man's curiosity was completely aroused and continued to follow the teenager.

　　Suddenly!

　　The old man in the wind and snow had a stutter and looked up to the sky above.

　　With a bland face, he softly said, "Tsk, tsk, the old man only dismantled a clan some time ago, did this Northern Liang Kingdom Protectorate Venerable Master even come to the door in person?"

　　"Tiny YuanYing ... is also good to meet, so as to save both sides from trouble."

　　Brush!

　　The old man took one step and actually instantly traveled dozens of miles, appearing in a wild gazebo.

　　And that brocade-robed old man is already warmed wine and boiled tea, looks like waiting for a long time.

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

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

　　The teenager stood at the door and hesitated for a long time before finally taking a deep breath and pushing the door out of the home.

　　Creak~

　　There was not even a single light on in the dark room, and the house was surrounded by four walls, even the windowpaper had many holes in it, but there was no money to repair them.

　　A black shadow on the cold dirt bed moved slightly, followed by a weak voice slowly coming out.

　　"Guanqi...back?"

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

　　The person who spoke out was none other than Li Guanqi's mother, Song Wanrong.

　　The Song Xinci who got up had a haggard face and sunken cheeks, but her brows were full of tenderness when she looked at the teenager.

　　Song Xinci looked around through the moonlight and softly inquired, "Where is Cuiwei?"

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

　　The voice was dry and spoke, "Sister Cuiwei ... died, and the Zhao House paid out ten guan copper plates."

　　"The money I all want back, hide it well, give mother cure."

　　After saying that, the teenager took out the steamed buns that had already been melted a bit by body heat from his arms and handed it 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 Li Guanqi's hand.

　　Forcing back tears, she said, "Mother...Mother isn't hungry, you eat."

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

　　Bang!

　　The main door was kicked open, a bitter cold wind steeply burrowed into the house, the teenager's body shivered, not knowing whether it was the cold wind or because of fear.

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

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

　　The whole person looked like he had a ferocious face, and before he entered the door, his sinister voice already came from far away.

　　"Fuck! Where's the money!!!"