Siheyuan: I am a big capitalist after the founding of the People's Republic of China

Let’s continue from the last chapter.

Since ancient times, the most taboo in life is fullness, and it is a truth that the moon waxes and wanes.

So is Jiumen, and so is Li Zihang.

Slaughterhouse.

Li Zihang covered his lower back with one hand and held a small hammer with the other. He lay on the ground and turned his head to look at the yellow cow that kicked him from behind.

He never expected that a yellow cattle that was about to be slaughtered would take advantage of the moment he turned around.

Give him this.

If he didn't have a good physique, this blow would have killed him or definitely broken a bone.

He was lying on the ground, and his anger suddenly flared up.

Turning over, with a somersault, Li Zihang stood up from the ground in an instant.

Looking at the big yellow cow in front of him, he said.

"Okay, okay~ Before you die, kick me. I want you to know the consequences of kicking me."

"I won't even die, I'll let you die happily"

The big yellow ox was tied to the beam of the straw shed. He saw Li Zihang's murderous look.

He suddenly became restless and kept falling backwards.

For a moment, the straw hut was shaking due to the pulling of the cows.

Li Zihang held a small hammer in his hand and looked at the yellow cattle.

I want to find a good opportunity to hit it on the head with a hammer.

Just when he was about to take action, an old man from the slaughterhouse came running and shouting in panic.

“Stop, stop~”

Li Zihang raised the hammer high and looked at the person coming. He stopped what he was doing with some confusion.

The visitor said while gasping for breath.

"It's a good thing you didn't do it, otherwise we would all be left with the consequences."

Li Zihang looked at the person who came in confusion.

"Wrong. Wrong. This is a strong bull. Don't kill it!"

These days, cows are more valuable than people. If a cow gets sick or dies, the village will send someone to find out the cause.

A newborn calf is like the addition of a member to a family.

Some people just die, like grass or trees, without any sound.

Only those sick cows that cannot be cured and old cows that can no longer work will be sent to the slaughterhouse to be slaughtered and sold for meat.

Li Zihang took a look at the yellow cow, then turned his head and looked at the person who came.

"Strong bull? Why pull it here? You have nothing to do!"

The visitor saw that he was a little angry and quickly explained.

"The man who went to the countryside to pull the cow is an amateur. This cow is the same color as the sick cow that is to be slaughtered."

"I don't know why, but I made a mistake. It was only after the cattle were taken away that the fellow farmer who raised the cattle realized something was wrong."

"This guy is here to chase me."

Li Zihang saw that he couldn't kill the cow, and he couldn't suppress his anger.

He threw the hammer away and sat down on a stone beside the hut angrily.

Looking at the scalper on the side with indignation.

The old man still didn't quite understand why he was so angry.

"Xiao Hang, it's better not to kill the cow. Sit there and rest for a while. Why are you so angry?"

Li Zihang said nothing.

Lift up your shirt and show your back to the old man.

"Uncle Liu, please take a closer look. The wound on my back was caused by that bull."

"If it were you, you would probably be half dead. Tell me, how can I not be angry?"

"I was just trying to get revenge. You said the cow was taken to the wrong place. How could I not be furious?"

The old man looked at Li Zihang, whose back was swollen with purple and bloody cow hoof prints.

He hurried over to comfort and care for her.

Because he led the wrong cow and he was injured.

The leader asked him to go to the clinic in the afternoon, get some iron and medicine, and gave him a day off.

Li Zihang returned home from the clinic with iron medicine hanging on his car.

Before he could even sit down to relax, the Li family's secret guard came to the Li family, carrying a large sack.

After Aunt Qian came over to report, Li Zihang rubbed his injured waist and went to the small living room.

When the secret guard saw his master, he immediately stood up from the sofa and waited.

Li Zihang waved his hand, motioning the man to sit down and talk.

Li Zihang, who was sitting on the sofa, looked at the person who came.

His eyes indicated what his purpose was.

"Young Master, someone from Changsha City said today that the things you requested have arrived."

"No, I just delivered the things."

Li Zihang looked at the sack next to the coffee table.

After thinking about it, I understood what was in the sack.

"Got it. Just leave the stuff there! By the way, did the two men from the Nine Gates make any move after they went to Qiantang?"

The secret guard thought for a moment and said.

"After they went back, they sent a group of people to search dozens of graves and took care of what you wanted. Then there was no more movement."

The secret guard seemed to be hesitant to speak, which made Li Zihang know that there was something else going on.

Li Zihang was sitting on the sofa, rubbing his waist and looking at the secret guard with cold eyes.

Not too many words.

The word "say" came out of his mouth. Let the secret guard say the following words.

Compared to before, since Li Zihang went to the slaughterhouse to work as a butcher after school every day, his temperament has changed a lot these days.

In the past, I looked at people with friendly eyes. Now, when I look at people, I don’t look at their faces first, but I will inadvertently stare at their necks and heads.

The image of a hammer hitting a person's head often flashes through my mind.

Or, the scene of a butcher knife stabbing into the aorta in a person's neck.

From time to time, he would compare people with the pigs and cows he slaughtered.

Even if he was talking to people with a smile now, others would feel uncomfortable after a while.

The person who was talking to him felt an indescribable sense of unnaturalness.

As a result, the little girls who used to hang around him at school gradually distanced themselves from him.

I can't blame anyone else. I can only say that he has a murderous aura because he now slaughters large animals in large numbers every day.

His eyes also became somewhat indifferent, showing a kind of contempt for life.

Even the pets in the backyard now avoid him.

The secret guard became fidgety under Li Zihang's gaze.

After thinking for a while, he spoke.

"Young Master, I heard that Master Gou Wu's family lost a lot of manpower because of those rubbings. More than ten people entered the tomb and never came out again."

After the secret guard said these words, he looked at him cautiously.

Li Zihang's hand, which was originally on his waist, stopped moving when he heard that so many people had died because of his sudden decision to study history.

Without saying much, Li Zihang felt a little guilty.

After taking his hands off his waist, he walked to the sack, untied the rope, and saw the bundles of papers tied inside.

Then he stood up and said something.

"understood."

The expression of the secret guard after Li Zihang signaled that he was fine and could leave.

He stood up and walked out of the room cautiously.

After walking out of the door, he touched his forehead, looked at the sweat on his hands, and murmured something.

"My power is growing stronger and stronger."

If we talk about the old man's aura, it is as overwhelming as Mount Tai and as vast and boundless as the sky.

Li Zihang's current momentum is like a sword drawn from its sheath, its edge fully revealed.

However, the old man was able to control his aura. But Li Zihang was unable to do so.

So during this period of time, Li Zihang has always given people a domineering feeling.

After carrying the sack to the study, Li Zihang dumped out the bundles of rubbings.

Eight bundles of rubbings were scattered on the ground.

There is also an iron box.

After Li Zihang opened the iron box, he found it was filled with photos of coffins in the cemetery.

There are also photos of murals and tombstones in the cemetery.

Then Li Zihang began to flip through the rubbings.

Before he knew it, an entire afternoon had passed as Li Zihang was looking at various enlarged rubbings.

Three and a half hours later, when he turned over one of the bundles of rubbings, he found one with blood on it.

On the rubbing at the back, there was even half a bloody palm print.

Li Zihang saw this and blamed himself for his momentary interest.

But more than ten lives were lost. Fortunately, I have become accustomed to seeing blood during this period.

Neither human nor animal blood could move him.

He stretched his neck and then looked at the rubbings of the bloody palm prints.

However, one of the photos made him look suspicious.

He carefully folded the copy into four and opened the rubbing with half of the bloody palm print.

Above, the inscription on the stone tablet is completely copied.

The entire rubbing is a bit large.

One meter and a half high and 50 centimeters wide.

The epitaph above shocked Li Zihang.

All I saw was a pattern on the tombstone: a dragon entwined around the tombstone, a black tortoise carrying a coffin below, a white tiger roaring at the moon on the left, and a red bird flying in the sky on the right.

The epitaph was inscribed in official script. He recognized the name on the tombstone.

It turned out to be the tomb of Liu Wu, King Xiao of Liang.

I guessed and guessed, including the words I knew. I finished reading the epitaph after some hesitations.

At the bottom right of the last inscription, there is a seal engraved with insect and bird script.

Until I saw the stone carving and the seal with eight insect and bird script characters.

He was completely stunned, first dazed for a moment, then ecstatic, and finally in disbelief. Then he became nervous.

All kinds of expressions appeared on his face in an instant.

Li Zihang, extremely excited, carefully put down the rubbing, folded it carefully with shaking hands, opened the safe in the study, and put the rubbing paper in it.

Only then did he rush out of the room in great excitement.

Then he picked up the bicycle in the yard and rushed out the door.

At this time, the pain in his lower back caused by the bull's kick was gone, and his hands stopped shaking.

If he was shirtless at this time, you would find a white tiger tattoo appearing on his back.

It can be seen how emotional he is.

Outside the gate of Li's residence, Li Zihang violently put down his bicycle and rode on it.

Immediately, he stepped on the bicycle pedals and began to exert force. The bicycle shot out in an instant like an arrow shot from a crossbow.

He rode at lightning speed all the way to the house of the Nine-Gates Admiral.

On the street, people who knew him saw him riding his bike so fast and thought something had happened.

Some people who wanted to say hello to him, before they could even open their mouths, Li Zihang passed by them at lightning speed, blowing the wind that blew their hair.

Along the way, his mind was filled with the eight insect and bird seal characters on the rubbing.

Due to lack of concentration and excessive speed.

I almost hit people several times.

I don't know how many cold stares and insults I received along the way.

It's like this all the way, you're just in a hurry to reincarnate.

You're not even as good as me in reporting a death. You're running through the streets and alleys, cursing in such a hurry.

Li Zihang was in no mood to argue with them.

The bicycle chain is so tight that it seems to be able to produce sparks.

Half an hour later, I arrived at my destination, breathless.