Linxia

Chapter 28, Hit by an Arrow

Nearby, Lame Liu saw that the adults in the Fang family were sick, leaving only a half-grown boy and a girl. He rolled his eyes, looked for an empty spot next to the fire, and came over to get some heat. While doing this, he glanced guiltily in the direction of the group of villagers.

The villagers in that group all have their own things to do, so naturally they won't care.

He immediately understood that the Fang family and that group of villagers probably only had a relationship of saying a few words, otherwise, the Fang family would not have settled here and would have left long ago. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but become bolder.

"First time." Fang Lin glanced at the man, soaked a piece of cloth in hot water, and covered Fang's father's forehead.

When he turned around, he saw that Cripple Liu had no longer concealed his feelings and was staring straight at Tian Xuan.

"The second time." Fang Lin blocked the man's gaze, gently shook Tian Xuan's hand, and said it was okay.

"Pooh!"

Lame Liu withdrew his gaze and spat at the side, not knowing who he was spitting at. He tightened the bamboo pole in his hand, then loosened it.

He recalled what happened the day before yesterday, when he encountered a lone family. The young wife of that family was so beautiful! The blood stains on the bamboo pole were also stained that day.

As for committing crimes, are you afraid of the law? In this era when the imperial power does not extend to the countryside, the government can hardly control even the villages, let alone the wilderness?

What's more, if even the victim is gone, then the case will naturally be gone.

"Wait until night..." Cripple Liu looked at Tian Xuan again, licked his lips, and said secretly.

Fang Lin had been keeping an eye on this person. When their eyes met, he sensed the other person's malice and his eyes narrowed.

He looked calm and continued with his actions, taking the grain bag and pouring rice into the pot.

Because the water is boiled, the rice cooks quickly when added.

Tian Xuan served the rice; Fang Lin woke up Fang's father and mother to eat. Knowing that Fang's mother could not eat much, Tian Xuan served her less. After the family had served themselves, there was still half a bowl of rice left in the pot.

"I'm hungry too, so I'll eat your leftovers." Lame Liu said, and without hesitation took out his own bowl and poured the remaining coarse rice soup into it.

'the third time.'

Fang Lin patted Tian Xuan's hand soothingly, then nodded slightly to the sick Fang's father and mother, glanced calmly at the lame Liu, and turned to look at the door.

It was still raining outside, and people were coming in one after another. As the place was basically full, the newcomers would drive the weaker ones, such as beggars, the elderly, women and children, to the door.

Here.

For some reason, that calm look just now made Cripple Liu feel a little uneasy, but he quickly realized that there was nothing to be afraid of from a young boy. He immediately stared back, only to see Fang Lin had already turned his head to look at the door.

He thought Fang Lin was afraid of him, so he became even more arrogant and spread his legs wide open, forcing Tian Xuan to avoid him in disgust.

"Eat first. This person is still useful... wait a moment!" Fang Lin spoke the second half of the sentence in a very low voice. If Tian Xuan had not had sharp ears, she probably would not have heard it.

Father Fang drank a bowl of coarse rice soup, and then wanted to keep an eye on the dangerous man, Cripple Liu, but the fever made him dizzy, and he fell asleep without knowing when; the same was true for Mother Fang, her stomach cramps made her forehead sweat, and she could only feel better by sleeping.

Fang Lin pulled out two pieces of dry clothes from under the wet quilt and covered Fang's father and mother.

Time passed slowly, the wind and rain outside became stronger, and suddenly a burst of vigorous conversation was heard.

"Uncle San, it's so unlucky, it's raining so heavily!"

"Really? I was hoping to get back before it rains!"

"Forget it, I know there's a place to shelter from the rain ahead, let's go over there and take a rest!"

During this conversation, a tall and strong middle-aged man with a beard came in with two shorter and thinner young men. They were holding traps, pheasants, etc. in their hands. They were obviously hunters nearby.

After entering the door, the three looked around and saw that there were no empty seats here. Some beggars, the elderly, the weak, women and children were squeezed to the door. The Fang family was already the best seat among the single families, so they came straight over. Many single families whose seats were taken away saw this scene and felt gloating in their hearts, thinking: "We were all taken away, why can you still occupy such a good seat?"

The villagers are here.

"Lu Cunzheng?" A young man looked over.

Lu Cunzheng shook his head slightly. Cripple Liu was right. He and the Fang family were only superficially acquainted, so naturally he would not step forward. However, like many others, he just looked over.

"This family is in trouble before I even make a move." Cripple Liu also felt a little pleased.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "Let go!"

"Let your mother do it!" Lame Liu cursed subconsciously.

At this moment, the sharp tip of the wooden stick pierced into his mouth. The severe pain made his eyes widen instantly. He wanted to resist but his strength was gone, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

Cripple Liu...is dead!
His pupils were dilated, and he looked in Fang Lin's direction with disbelief, dying with his eyes open!
Yes, we are all ordinary people, how big can the difference be? The victory or failure of a life-and-death fight often depends on taking the initiative and... daring to kill - the latter point is equally important. If you dare not kill, and only dare to hit a non-lethal position, such soft-heartedness will often cost you your life.

At this moment, time seemed to freeze. The expressions on the faces of all the onlookers were frozen. The three hunters led by the bearded man stopped in their tracks at the same time, as if they were frozen.

quiet!
Dead silence!

In such a huge temple, for a moment, the only sound was the faint crackling sound of burning firewood.

puff!

Fang Lin retracted the wooden stick, which was dripping with blood. The wind coming in from the door blew up the hair on his forehead, and the pair of eyes below were calm without a trace of disturbance.

Yes, it was calm! It was not the nausea and panic after killing someone, nor was it the hysteria of being too excited, nor was it the coldness that was forced. It was just the calmness like a deep lake, as if he had not just killed a person, but just done something very ordinary.

Seeing those calm eyes, the onlookers all felt a chill in their hearts, and the more experienced they were, the stronger this feeling was.

Some people also noticed that until this moment, Fang's father and mother were not disturbed and were still sleeping without waking up. The absurdity and drama of this kind of killing while talking and laughing made people subconsciously think of the characters in the storybook.

Lu Cunzheng took a deep look at Fang Lin and sighed in his heart: "If this child... hadn't died prematurely, he would have definitely become a great man in the future!"

……

Among the three hunters here, the bearded man in the lead paused and turned around subconsciously.

The other two followed at the same time without any hesitation - if given a choice, who the hell would fight with a madman?

They drove away another family and took over their place - although this family's location was not as good as the Fang family's.

But it is true – wolves will never hunt lions when there are sheep around!
……

The villagers are here.

The two young men who initially intended to stop Fang Lin from getting firewood broke out in cold sweat on their backs.

They looked in the direction of Lu Cunzheng, secretly rejoicing: "The old ones are still the wisest, and Muramasa has sharp eyes, and he can tell at a glance that he is a killer who is not easy to mess with!"

……

After looking around, Fang Lin turned around calmly and looked at Tian Xuan, the only person in the Fang family who had witnessed everything. He was about to say something to comfort her, but he saw Tian Xuan stepped forward first, holding his left hand with both hands, looking into his eyes, with a caring smile on her face, without any disgust or fear: "Brother Lin, I'm sorry for putting so much trouble on you."

At this moment, even though he was as cold-blooded as he was, he felt as if his heart was hit by an arrow.

……

(End of this chapter)