The Name of Eternity.

Chapter 12 News of Death
Lin Haixia finally left.

But unlike his previous regret and loneliness, he was so excited that he almost ran out of the God General's Mansion.

He wanted to report this great news to the commander of the border as quickly as possible.

If they knew that their children had a rare talent for swordsmanship that is hard to come by in a thousand years, they would surely be very surprised and delighted!

Lin Haixia understood that sword, but not completely.

He recognized that sword technique, the most famous sword technique in the Li family's collection, the Endless Sea Tidal Sword Technique!

But compared with those Tidal Sword Techniques he had seen, even those at the perfect level, it was not inferior, and even had a more special feeling.

He searched his mind and could only think of two words:

Round.

Even more perfect than perfect!

Lin Haixia knew that above technical perfection, there was another, deeper realm called perfection.

But even for some people who have immersed themselves in a technique for decades, it is difficult to achieve.

In addition to hard work, you also need extraordinary talent.

However, this astonishing sword appeared in Li Hao's hands.

A six-year-old child.

Even for those amazing geniuses, it is extremely difficult to master a certain technique skillfully by the age of six.

Moreover, Lin Haixia had never seen Li Hao practice sword.

But there was no doubt in his mind that Li Hao was practicing secretly.

However, no matter whether you are rich or poor, every day has twelve hours.

Everyone is equal in the face of time, but when he saw Li Hao, he spent most of his day playing chess, playing, strolling, daydreaming, and eating and drinking.

I've never seen him practice with a sword, let alone even touch it.

Even if you work hard behind the scenes, how much time can you squeeze out?
He asked Li Hao, why did you practice sword secretly?

Why did he hide this amazing talent?

But Li Hao just smiled and shook his head without saying anything.

Lin Haixia thought of a lot of things. He had also heard a little about the feuds between royal families and wealthy families in the storybooks, and had some vague guesses in his mind.

Looking at Li Hao's quietly smiling face, Lin Haixia felt her nose sore. She understood that if the man from the border came back, this child would never be so helpless.

He could obviously shine brightly, but now he can only keep a low profile.

If this child hadn't seen through my true heart, he probably wouldn't have let me see his hidden true face... Lin Haixia was quite moved and relieved when she thought of this.

This sword not only made Lin Haixia see Li Hao's talent in swordsmanship, but also, combined with Li Hao's daily conversation, made him truly understand how smart this kid is!
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Lin Haixia walked in a hurry, and even when she passed by the front yard, she didn't even say hello to Bian Ruxue.

With Lin Haixia's departure, the courtyard returned to its former tranquility.

However, now that he is six years old, Li Hao needs to get up early every day and go to Changchunyuan to pay his morning respects to his aunt. This is etiquette.

The purpose of etiquette is to cultivate the mentality of respecting teachers and repaying kindness from an early age.

As Li Hao's childhood fiancée, Bian Ruxue is already half a member of the Li family, so naturally she has to follow him to pay morning respects.

During morning worship, it is inevitable to meet children from other courtyards, but there are only four or five of them.

They are all about the same age as Li Hao.

For example, Wu Niang’s second son and youngest daughter.

Liu Niang's orphan son.

Ba Niang has a son and a daughter.

The rest of the children, like Li Qianfeng and Li Wushuang, were extremely talented and were taken away by famous teachers.

Or they are too old to join the army and strive for fame and honor.

For example, my aunt's son and daughter, both in their twenties, serve as major generals in the army. They will occasionally come back if there is no war.

But as a member of the Li family, they have already engraved military law into their bones, have strict discipline, and set an example themselves. Therefore, it is difficult for the aunt to see her children throughout the year.

After paying their morning respects, Li Hao and Bian Ruxue were invited by Aunt He Jianlan to stay and enjoy the nutritious breakfast she prepared. Sitting at the table, Li Hao chatted with the dignified and elegant aunt for a few words, and then the two little figures swayed one after the other and returned to their own courtyard.

Li Hao was in a daze as usual, thinking about chess.

Bian Ruxue was practicing sword in the courtyard.

Before leaving, Lin Haixia taught her top-grade sword techniques, which were enough for her to practice for several years.

I thought this harmonious and quiet time would continue to pass slowly.

It was not until a few days later that a piece of news suddenly reached the Divine General's Mansion.

Lin Haixia is back.

A soldier wearing heavy armor, with a burly build and a stern look in his eyes brought Lin Haixia back.

But only one hand was brought back.

When Li Hao heard the news from Zhao Bo, he was stunned.

The chess piece in his hand fell to the ground, but he, who usually only had eyes for the chess piece, didn't even look at it at this moment.

He didn't even bother to put on his boots. He ran out barefoot and rushed into Changchun Courtyard.

The maid at the door wanted to report, but Li Hao had already rushed in.

Then, he saw a soldier kneeling on one knee in the main hall of Changchun Courtyard, where he usually worshipped in the morning. Li Hao's heart trembled, and he looked past the soldier and saw a piece of red cloth on the ground in front of him, with a hand lying on the cloth.

The broken arm looked to be torn apart, with blood and flesh all over the place, and the remains were uneven.

The blue sleeves were wrapped with a belt. This was the clothes Lin Haixia wore when she left.

This hand had rubbed the little girl's head a few days ago.

In his ear, the soldier was reporting to He Jianlan:
"Captain Lin was on his way to Yanbei when he passed by the Qizhou National Road and was ambushed by a demon lying in wait there."

"The battlefield in Yanbei is at a stalemate. Recently, demons have sneaked into various cities in Yanbei, trying to disperse our troops. Other states have also seen frequent demon appearances..."

"Stop for a moment."

He Jianlan interrupted the soldier.

She was slightly stunned, looking at Li Hao who rushed into the lobby barefoot.

He immediately thought of something, a sigh appeared in his eyes, and he ordered Xuejian beside him: "Take your arm away first."

"Yes."

Xuejian nodded slightly, then raised her almond-shaped eyes and glanced at Li Hao who rushed in. She was quite familiar with this little guy, and she also knew that the owner of this arm was the half-master who helped Li Hao build his foundation.

However, as a member of a military family, she had already witnessed many separations and deaths, so apart from sighing secretly, she did not have any other feelings.

When Xuejian came over, Li Hao took a step forward and stopped her.

Ignoring the other party's surprised look, Li Hao turned around and stared at the soldier:

"Which demon killed Uncle Lin?"

When the soldier looked up, he saw a little boy of the same height as him kneeling on one knee, staring at him with anger on his face. His eyes were extremely cold and angry, as if they did not belong to a child.

From the jade pendant hanging around the man's waist, he recognized that this was the Qilin'er of the Li family, but he didn't know which branch he was from.

He immediately said truthfully: "It was a thousand-year-old demon in the fourth realm. It led several demons to besiege and eat Captain Lin. When the city guards from Qizhou arrived, only this arm was left."

Share the food! Li Hao's brain was buzzing, his eyes suddenly turned red, and the blood in his body seemed to be rushing backwards, and his brain was congested.

It was not difficult for him to imagine what the situation was like and how cruel it was!
After coming to this world, Li Hao was in the God General's Mansion. Although he heard a lot of news about monsters from the surrounding environment, he had never actually seen one. Although he knew that the battlefield was cruel in the past, this was the first time that he felt the impact so directly.

"Does that demon have a name?"

Li Hao said in a low voice.

The soldier said, "Yes, that demon has lived outside Qizhou City for a long time and called himself the 'Tiger Robe Immortal'."

Li Hao silently engraved this name in his heart, and an indescribable murderous intent surged in his heart, but he controlled his emotions and did not ask any more questions. He just turned around, rolled up the red cloth on the ground, covered the arm and wrapped it up.

Then, Li Hao looked up at the lady sitting in the upper seat and said, "Auntie, I've taken Uncle Lin's hand back. Please don't blame me for being rude today."

After saying that, he turned around and left barefoot with his arms folded.

He Jianlan's eyes flickered slightly. She could vaguely see something in Li Hao that she didn't usually see. This child was more mature and smarter than she had imagined.

"Xuejian, give Chengzhi's boots to Haoer." He Jianlan ordered.

Xuejian nodded and went to the side room to find the boots. When she was about to chase out of the yard, she saw that the little figure had already walked far away and disappeared.

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Return to Shanheyuan.

Li Hao found a place to bury his arm, then found a wooden plaque, carved the words "Lin Haixia" on it, and stuck it in the soil.

He ordered Zhao Bo to cordon off the area and prohibit anyone from entering.

When Zhao Bo learned that what was buried inside was the remains of Lin Haixia's arm, he quickly persuaded: "Young Master, this is the courtyard where the masters of the family live, and we can't bury bones here. We have a cemetery for burying martyrs. Send Captain Lin there."

"Let's prepare a tomb for Uncle Lin in the Martyrs' Cemetery."

Li Hao shook his head slightly and glanced at the courtyard: "This huge Shanhe Courtyard can accommodate Uncle Lin's hand."

"Young Master..."

Zhao Bo wanted to say more, but was stopped by Li Hao and had to give up.

"Remember to provide relief to Uncle Lin's family and treat them well." Li Hao said to Zhao Bo.

Zhao Bo replied, "Captain Lin is a soldier, and Yanbei should have known the news. They will deal with his family properly."

"That's over there, and this is here." Li Hao glanced at Zhao Bo: "You should understand what I mean."

Zhao Bo was startled, and he nodded slightly: "I understand."

The news of Lin Haixia's death was like a small stone thrown into the bottom of a lake. It did not cause any waves in the God General's Mansion, but only a small ripple.

Everything went on as usual in other academies, but in Shanhe academy, Li Hao became even more obsessed with chess, and even ignored Bian Ruxue's sword practice.

He didn't tell the little girl about Uncle Lin to avoid making her sad.

time flies.

One day, Li Hao woke up from his sleep. He was playing chess with Uncle Lin. Suddenly, a tiger rushed in from outside the chessboard, overturned the chessboard, pressed Lin Haixia to the ground and bit his neck.

He sat on the bed, gasping for breath.

The little girl beside him was woken up, rubbing her eyes with sleepy eyes and asked: "Brother Hao, what's wrong?"

Li Hao came back to his senses and shook his head, "Nothing."

After the little girl fell asleep again, Li Hao covered her with the quilt that had slid aside, then sat up and walked to the window sill.

As the moonlight shone, the words suddenly appeared in front of Li Hao's eyes:

[You have understood the heart of chess.]
(End of this chapter)