Secret Records of the Leader of the Beichen Sword Sect-Chapter 1081 - 548: Evil Demons and Heretics

"Aba Aba"

"Oh, Huan Sheng, buying groceries, not with the blind man today?"

"Aba Aba"

"Oh, going fishing, good, good, come, have some small wontons."

"Aba..."

"No need to be polite, the blind man helped me catch many shrimps, eat up."

"Aba Aba!"

"Can you understand what he’s saying?"

Li Yuanzhao looked at the mute child eating wontons on a small bench, curious, and asked the old wonton vendor.

"Hey, we’re from the same village, watched him grow up, how would I not know.

Customer, do you want a bowl? Fresh shrimp wontons, a recipe passed down from the Palace, very delicious."

"You watched him grow up?"

Li Yuanzhao’s eyes darted around,

"So you’ve been setting up your stall on this street for many years?"

The old man nodded,

"Indeed, I used to be a hunter, but then an arrow hit my knee..."

Li Yuanzhao looked at the ruins that were burned by the fire, thought for a moment,

"So this little mute, lived on this street as well before?"

The old man was stunned, lowering his head and saying nothing.

Li Yuanzhao took out a handful of copper coins and tossed them over,

"Whose family is he from?"

The vendor picked up his goods,

"Go, go, go, I won’t do business with you anymore!"

Li Yuanzhao snorted, not stopping him, just watched the old man pick up his stall and lead the deaf-mute child away.

Huan Sheng couldn’t understand what they were saying, so he meekly followed with the small bowl in his hands, finishing the wontons and returning the bowl to the old man.

"Aba Aba"

"No need to be polite, no need to be polite."

The old man glanced back to ensure the man was out of sight, and urged,

"Huan Sheng, once you’re finished, hurry home, find the blind man, and don’t talk to strangers."

"Mm mm, Aba."

Huan Sheng nodded, waved goodbye to the vendor, and left the city with the small basket.

As he walked along the edge of the water, suddenly a copper coin hit his head.

"Aba?"

Huan Sheng picked up the coin, looked around, only to see a handsome young man with a ponytail sitting on a tree branch, waving at him, so he ran over to return the coin.

"Hey, little mute, do you recognize me?"

Li Yuanzhao jumped down from the wall, standing with hands on hips in front of him.

Huan Sheng looked at him, shook his head.

Li Yuanzhao was undeterred, styling a strand of his ponytail like a mustache on his lip,

"How about like this?"

Huan Sheng rubbed his eyes, looked carefully, shook his head again.

"Tsk, doesn’t look like it..."

Then Li Yuanzhao drew a Short Sword.

"Aba..."

Huan Sheng was so frightened he took a small step back.

But Li Yuanzhao flipped the Short Sword, pinching the blade, revealing the pommel with a Vermilion Bird.

"You recognize this, right?"

"Aba Aba!"

Huan Sheng’s eyes widened and he nodded excitedly.

"So it is you, I remember my father mentioned, Master Huang had a little mute by his side..."

"Ah... ba..."

Li Yuanzhao squinted his eyes, speaking in a serious tone,

"I am Li Yuanzhao, my father is Li Hu, I’m here to avenge my father. You were there that night, right? Do you know..."

"Aba!"

"Hey!? What are you doing!"

Huan Sheng suddenly lunged forward, hugging Li Yuanzhao’s waist, startling her into a shout. If she hadn’t been chased all the way by that constable, exhausted, and cramped, she might have kicked him away...

"Wah wah wah!"

But Huan Sheng had no ill intentions, only crying. A wailing cry. It was as if he had suddenly found someone similar to himself, or maybe thought of some painful people or events, and couldn’t help but cry bitterly.

Li Yuanzhao was momentarily stunned, as she had never had a child hug her and cry before, feeling a bit at a loss, she could only pat his head.

"There, there, it’s okay, it’s okay..."

"Let go of Huan Sheng!"

Suddenly a blindfolded beggar rushed over stepping on the water, and seeing this Li Yuanzhao quickly pushed Huan Sheng aside, raising her hand to throw flying locust stones at the face! 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

However, that beggar twisted his waist, pouncing down on all fours like a wild cat! Sliding and drifting across the water surface, his movement technique was demonic, as fast as lightning! In the blink of an eye, he dodged a series of flying stones and lunged at her!

Seeing the beggar’s strange movement technique, and knowing that despite being blindfolded, he could dodge her hidden weapons by sound, Li Yuanzhao realized that a surprise attack with a throwing sword would not be very effective. Feeling a sense of urgent peril, she pressed down on the Short Sword, channeling sword energy along the blade, swirling a Sword Flower directly towards the beggar!

Who knew close combat would result in even worse...

"Bang!"

"Aba!"

Li Yuanzhao stared blankly at the sky, only recalling that the beggar flipped sideways like a monkey, dodging her sword strike, then felt her feet being pulled out from under her, everything spun, and by the time she came to her senses, she found herself on the ground, her sword taken away.

What happened...

"Aba Aba!"

Huan Sheng hurriedly ran over and gestured.

Chan Zi listened for a while, then lifted his knee from Li Yuanzhao’s neck, standing up,

"Are you from the Nangong Family? Get lost, Li Jiang is no longer your territory."

"What, what are you saying!"

Li Yuanzhao became furious, jumped up, but her leg went weak and she knelt back down, only to realize that her kneecap had been dislocated by this guy. Strange, how come everyone she encountered these days knew joint techniques, having no choice but to kneel and curse,

"You thieves! Li Jiang was cultivated by us! You tell me to get lost! It should be you who gets lost!"

"Thieves?"

Chan Zi snorted coldly,

"Get it straight, this world doesn’t belong to your Nangong, nor to the Immortal Palace, it belongs to everyone.

Your Outer Pill, did you refine it yourself, or did you exploit others’ resources and steal others’ opportunities?

Your food, clothing, and daily needs, which of them are earned by yourself, aren’t they all taken from the common people? You are the real thieves.

The wicked will be destroyed by their own actions, may the thieves robbing this world die out, no one will pity you!"