C12 (1/2)

The more I listened, the more shocked I became.

This old man was too mysterious. Everything he said was completely correct.

It was as if he had really seen all of this happen.

Thinking of the past few days of grievance, I finally felt that I had a target to pour out my heart to.

Thus, I lay on the floor, tearful and full of sorrow, and told him everything that had happened in the past few days.

When the old man heard this, he sucked in a breath of cold air.

After a long while, he let out a long sigh.

I was worried about him.

Could it be that my matter is too complicated? Even an old deity couldn't do anything?

Then, I asked, ”Old deity, what's wrong with you? Can you …”

I'm not finished yet.

”The heart of a doctor, the heart of a saint. How can I just stand by and watch you die? Child, what are you saying?” As Great Immortal Li spoke, he suddenly stood up.

Soon after, he stroked his beard and said, ”Does that mean you have a grandmother who's over a hundred years old?”

I nod my head in confusion.

”This matter, the Yin Qi is too dense, so we can't notify her for now. The two of us will go straight to the butcher's house.” As he spoke, he prepared to set off.

I didn't expect that this old deity would be so easy to talk about, not to mention his abilities. I immediately thanked him profusely and nodded my head repeatedly in gratitude.

When we finally get to the butcher's house.

Here, they were surrounded in three layers.

When these people saw me coming, they immediately made way for me.

I don't know why, but when they saw my eyes, it was as if they saw a ghost in broad daylight. They pushed me to the side in silence, and the ruckus in the room disappeared without a trace.

Although I didn't understand why they were like that, but I didn't say much. Together with Great Deity Li, I walked straight into the house.

The corpse of the butcher had already been moved to the spirit bed.

The bloodstains on his body had already been wiped clean.

At a glance, he seemed to be asleep.

However, there was still a huge difference between his appearance and his sleep.

His face was ashen, and there were traces of blood between his upper and lower lip, as well as under his fingernails.

Seeing such a scene, I subconsciously felt a bit of resistance and didn't dare to look at it.

However, Great Immortal Li was someone who had seen a lot of things, and it was as if he was used to this.

He walked over to the butcher with light steps.

He said in a strange voice, ”I'm wearing a shroud.”

Only after seeing him being so casual did I look over.

Butcher Liu was lying on the spirit bed, beside him was a robe with a sleeve.

At this moment, the village chief took a step forward, ”Are you the famous Great Immortal Li?” he asked.

From his astonished and respectful gaze, it seemed that he knew or had heard of Great Immortal Li.

”Great deity doesn't dare, just call me Daoist Priest Li. What's the situation here?” Great Immortal Li's eyes swept across the corpse.

He was obviously aware of what was going on here, but he still asked, which surprised me a little.

The village chief whispered, ”Butcher Liu's birthday suit doesn't fit him no matter what. He's like a frozen dumpling …”

When Great Immortal Li heard this, he nodded and said, ”You guys can try again.”

Hearing this, the village chief was somewhat troubled, but he still called for two people to put on their birthday clothes.

And now I was lucky enough to see it.

They tried to lift one of Butcher Liu's arms.

However, the two able-bodied men had used almost all of their strength and were unable to lift up one of Butcher Liu's arms.

They tried for a moment, and I saw the two of them, almost sweating and panting.

However, they still did not raise Butcher Liu's arm.

This was a bit scary.

Although it was natural to say that the bodies of the dead were stiff, it was still unheard-of for them to be so stiff, like a rock.

All of a sudden, the village chief was troubled. ”Dao leader, do you think that butcher Liu did not have a wish? Why is his corpse so hard?”

Great Immortal Li gave the village chief a look of agreement and said, ”That's right. You're right. Is there anyone else in the Liu butcher's house? Perhaps the dead did not see their family members and they do not want to leave.”

”Nope. Butcher Liu has been a bachelor all his life, and he's an orphan. He's far from close with anyone, so how could he have any concerns?” For a moment, the Village Chief's brows were twisted into a knot.

”Oh, is that so?” While speaking, Great Immortal Li stepped forward and said, ”Does that mean you don't know the name 'Slaughterer Liu's Birthday' anymore?”

”This, I don't know …” The Village Head said in embarrassment.