Chapter 206 People Fear Those Who Eat Their Fathers

Yan Cisheng was not seriously ill, but his spirit was strongly stimulated. He recovered now and was able to work in the fields soon.

After this incident, he became more withdrawn. Although he was not cheerful before, he would say hello to his neighbors when he saw them.

Now he looked gloomy and worked all day.

When the village chief learned that Yan Cisheng had recovered, he rushed over as soon as possible, holding a basket of eggs in his hand, and told him that it was over and not to take it seriously.

Yan Cisheng did not speak.

The villagers did not even dare to discuss it, and the marriage that was about to be decided was postponed indefinitely.

His state was very strange.

However, it was normal to be stimulated so much, and it was good that he did not go crazy on the spot.

One night.

Yan Shiliu found him, of course, he did not come empty-handed. He specially caught a chicken to visit him. Yan Cisheng looked at him for a long time and finally let him into the house.

The two were ten years apart in age. When Yan Shiliu was very young, he played with Yan Cisheng several times. There was a clear spring in the back mountain with very cool water. In summer, children in the village often went there to play.

Yan Shiliu brought up the topic of the past, and Yan Cisheng smiled and felt much more relaxed. Sometimes he would take the initiative to say a few words.

They chatted for about an incense stick of time.

Yan Cisheng suddenly looked at Yan Shiliu and asked seriously, "Little Six, are you not afraid of me?"

Yan Shiliu was stunned, and then smiled and said, "No."

Yan Cisheng's eyes were moved, and his closed heart finally opened a crack.

He took a deep breath and looked at Yan Shiliu, "Do you want to ask about the curse? Ask if you want to."

Yan Shiliu was happy, but felt guilty. After all, it was too cruel to ask these things now.

Yan Cisheng not only killed his father, but also ate his father's flesh and blood.

Even if it was not his intention, this deed was horrifying enough.

Yan Shiliu hesitated for a moment, but still asked cautiously: "Brother Citian, are you really..."

"I..."

Yan Cisheng's face showed pain, "I only know...I lost consciousness that day...After waking up...there are some memory fragments in my mind."

"I...saw my father wailing...He asked me...asked me: Child, what's wrong with you..."

Yan Cisheng held his head, and felt that his head was about to explode.

Seeing this, Yan Shiliu did not dare to ask more. After calming Yan Cisheng's emotions, he hurried away.

Back in the bamboo building, Yan Shiliu told everyone the information. In this way, with this statement, the scope of this matter was narrowed again.

It's not that several people didn't suspect that Yan Cisheng was just a pawn.

He didn't eat Yan Laifu at all, he was just unconscious and framed by someone. There was actually someone else behind this.

Now it seems that this assumption can no longer be established. Yan Cisheng has the memory of eating his biological father, and the "eating father" incident really happened.

"Impossible." The magic refiner felt strange, "A normal person, even a strong man who practices martial arts, can't eat a person in one night!"

"And eat it raw."

What he said was also what everyone was puzzled about.

Li Changxiao pinched his chin, and there was no sign of alcohol on his body.

This Yanjia Village surprised him. His vision was different from that of several other Jianghu people. What he saw was a group of muddy water.

When he first entered the village, Yan Shiliu was right. The origin of Yanjia Village was very long.

It can really be traced back to hundreds of years... or even thousands of years ago.

When he picked up the Nine Dragon Treasure Tripod in the river some time ago, he found that there were several subtle traces on the ears of the tripod.

At first he thought it was the pattern of the formation.

So he didn't care much.

But in the days of rest later, when he was free, he flipped through the yellow book purchased in Yanjia Village to learn about the village's culture, customs, inheritance and other things.

He found a little clue.

Yanjia Village has sacrificial activities every year, also known as ancestor worship activities, which are generally held in winter and are still a long way from now.

However, in the ancient yellow book that records the sacrificial activities of Yanjia Village, Li Changxiao saw familiar characters, which are 70% similar to the patterns on the ears of the Nine Dragon Treasure Tripod.

At that time, he was curious, so he went to the bookstore in the village to ask who wrote this book. He learned that it was an old teacher living in the west entrance, so he went to ask for advice.

This storyteller was not a local, but a scholar who got lost in the forest and was brought here. Because the terrain was dangerous and almost dead for mortals, he had to stay in this village, open a private school, gradually merge with Yanjia Village, and record what he saw and heard.

After communicating with the old teacher of the private school.

He finally figured out that the pattern on the ears of the tripod was not a leftover array pattern, but a word...

Yan!

He also knew this.

For Li Changxiao.

He seemed to have lifted the most superficial veil of Yanjia Village.

What unfolded in front of him.

was a pool of water that was so deep that one could not see the bottom. If there were people who knew Li Changxiao present, they would find that he rarely walked alone in Yanjia Village and had become more restrained. At least he would not appear to be sleeping in the streets and alleys.

These were all trivial matters that happened after killing the giant python.

That was why Li Changxiao suddenly felt that he might be able to take back a dream fruit here.

Because he had had a feud with the Great Yan Dynasty and had planted a dream fruit, and this Yanjia Village... needless to say, it must be the descendants of the Yan family.

However, Li Changxiao couldn't see through the current situation.

...

Let's talk about what happened one night later.

The cocks had just crowed, and the men in Yanjia Village worked as usual. There was no "holiday" these days. Even if something big happened, they had to work honestly, otherwise the harvest would be poor during the autumn harvest, and people would starve to death.

Li Changxiao had already gotten to know the men who worked in the fields very well, and they often called each other brothers. Today, he came to the farmland and found a big tree with lush branches and leaves, and sat under it to enjoy the cool.

The men passing by smiled and greeted him.

Li Changxiao sat for about half an hour.

Finally, he waited for the victim: Yan Cisheng.

At the age of twenty-five or twenty-six, after the destruction and torture of the past few days, the shadow of eating his father with his own mouth has always shrouded him. He looked much older, and his spirit was like a man who had half a foot in his thirties.

Li Changxiao could feel the sadness that he tried his best to suppress.

The father eater.

Everyone fears it.