Pirate Card System

Li Cunzhong's house is not far from Li Siyuan.

Therefore, it is not difficult for Li Siyuan to kill Li Cunzhong.

Boom boom boom! ! !

In the dead of night, Li Cunzhong went to bed early and fell asleep. For some reason, there was a knock on the door.

"who is it???"

Li Cunzhong woke up from his sleep, got up from the bed, and said something lightly.

"My dear brother, it's me."

Li Siyuan replied softly.

"elder brother?"

"I don't know why big brother came looking for me late at night, why?"

It was getting late, Li Siyuan came to find Li Cunzhong so late, which made Li Cunzhong suspicious.

"My dear brother, I have something important to discuss. This matter is very important, so I came to you so late. Moreover, this matter has something to do with Zifan..." Li Siyuan hesitated to speak, and said Half way, stopped.

"Oh, it's related to Zifan, so don't be careless."

When Li Cunzhong heard that it was related to Zifan, he was very excited, got out of bed immediately, and went to open the door.

rustle~~~

Later, in the house, Li Siyuan heard Li Cunzhong's footsteps.

"Sure enough, there is a problem. Li Cunzhong, you are so excited when you hear that it is related to Zifan. Li Cunzhong, Li Cunzhong, you really regard Zhang Zifan as your own nephew. If so, then don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless." Li Siyuan's eyes Yi Ning, killing intent appeared in his eyes.

crunch~~~

The next moment, Li Cunzhong opened the door.

"Ah, big brother, big brother, you..."

As soon as Li Cunzhong opened the door, he saw a blue light gathered in Li Siyuan's hand, and slapped Li Cunzhong's chest.

He never expected that Li Siyuan would actually use the most holy Qiankun Kungfu to injure him.

"Cunzhong, don't blame brother for being ruthless, if you want to blame, blame yourself for saying something you shouldn't have said."

After Li Siyuan slapped his palm, he took it back, shook his head, and sighed.

"Brother, I...I...I."

Li Cunzhong got hit by this palm, his body became weaker and weaker, he fell to the ground with a bang, and died. Until the last moment of his life, Li Cunzhong didn't know why Li Siyuan wanted to kill himself.

"Dead, only if you are dead, Zifan will not know about that."

"Li Cunxiao is a fool. He can't speak. I don't worry about him. Back then, I didn't take Li Cunyi to do that. He didn't know. As for Li Cunyong..."

After killing people, Li Siyuan muttered to himself and left here.

Li Cunzhong died, dying in a pool of blood, his blood stained the ground red.

...

"Oh, have you heard that last night, a person died in our Tongwen Museum. That person died so badly that his eyeballs were gouged out."

"Eyeball, you... don't scare me, why do you want to pick out eyeballs when you kill someone?"

"I heard that it's ghosts that gouged out the eyeballs. After killing people, the ghosts have to eat the eyeballs."

"Oh, my god, I'm scared to death."

The next day, early the next morning, as soon as Zhang Zifan woke up, he heard commotion outside.

"dead?"

Zhang Zifan frowned, feeling that something bad had happened.

Immediately, Zhang Zifan opened the room, walked out, and asked those people, "Quickly tell, who died."

"Ah, young master, no... no one died, it's all my nonsense."

"Even if you talk nonsense, tell me nonsense to find out who died."

"this…"

"Say it."

Zhang Zifan felt that the matter was not that simple, so he continued to ask.

"Listen... I heard that Li Cunzhong, the head of the Zhongzi Sect, died."

"Nine... Uncle Nine is dead???"

Zhang Zifan was completely bewildered, his mind went blank, and in his grief, the sad news came like a bolt from the blue...

Li Cunzhong, the head of the Zhongzi Sect, usually treats Zhang Zifan kindly. Zhang Zifan was very sad when he heard that he had died.

"Ah, no... I didn't say it, young master, don't tell others, hurry... hurry up, what are you doing standing here, you don't need to work?"

"oh."

Immediately, the servants of the Tongwen Museum left in a hurry.

Li Cunzhong, the master of the Zhongzi Sect, is not something their servants can talk nonsense. If they are heard, they will be severely punished.

crunch~~~~

At this moment, Zhang Zifan clenched his fists, feeling very restless in his heart.

"Li Siyuan, it's Li Siyuan, you must have killed Uncle Jiu, Uncle Jiu, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that to Li Siyuan."

Zhang Zifan said hoarsely.

Li Cunzhong's death had something to do with Zhang Zifan. Zhang Zifan regarded Li Cunzhong's death as his own murder, and felt very uncomfortable.

...

five hours later.

Li Cunzhong's body was placed in the hall.

Zhang Zifan, Li Sizhao, Li Cunyi, Li Cunxiao, Li Cunhui, Li Cunyong, Li Cunren...all came to mourn for Li Cunzhong.

Li Cunzhong's mourning hall is placed in the Tongwen Museum, and his coffin is placed in the inner hall of the Tongwen Museum.

"Cunzhong, it's my brother who is sorry for you. It's my brother who didn't manage the Tongwen library well, so that you suffered an accident and was killed by an adulterer. Cunzhong, don't worry, my brother will help you find the murderer and help you find the murderer. Revenge."

"Go with peace of mind, after you die, brother will bury you in a good place..."

Li Siyuan pretended to mourn for Li Cunzhong, with a melancholy expression on his face.

Zhang Zifan stared at Li Siyuan from below and found that he didn't shed a single tear, so he squeezed his fists tighter and said in his heart: "Uncle Jiu's body is placed here. If he was killed by the most holy Qiankun Gong, I can definitely find out."

"Okay, don't be too sad, people can't be resurrected after death, we living people have to live well."

Immediately, Li Siyuan waved his sleeves and said to everyone.

"Holy Lord is wise."

"Although Li Cunzhong, the head of the Zhongzi Sect, is dead, he will always live in our hearts. He has never died."

"We will definitely remember the holy bishop's teachings."

After Li Siyuan said this, everyone agreed.

However, Zhang Zifan had a strange expression on his face.

Seeing this, Li Siyuan frowned.

After a while, Li Siyuan said to Zhang Zifan: "Zifan, are you feeling a little uncomfortable???"

"Zifan just talked to Uncle Jiu the day before yesterday, and Uncle Jiu left Zifan within a few days, Zifan..." Zhang Zifan's voice choked up when he heard this.

Seeing Zhang Zifan like this, Li Siyuan couldn't help but said: "Oh, Zifan, your adoptive father doesn't know about the relationship between you and Cunzhong. It's just that the day of death is mourning, so don't be too sad. Zifan, your adoptive father has granted you a rest. March…"

"Thank you foster father, Zifan will definitely not be too sad." Zhang Zifan clasped his fists and said.

"Holy Lord is wise."

"Holy Master, how long will it take for the body of Li Cunzhong, the master of the Zhongzi Sect, to be buried in the ground???"

"Immediately burial, Cunzhong's body is here, it will inevitably make people feel a little sad, it is better to bury it as soon as possible."

Li Siyuan shook his head and replied in a deep voice.