The Hidden Immortal

Chapter 58 I Just Miss You

Li Tianjian's wife cried until she fainted and had to be carried back.

Li Sanjing and Li Mangu, with red eyes, were busy making arrangements for the subsequent banquet.

Li Shoutian was probably getting old; he got tipsy after just one drink and had to be helped back by Li Guangmao while he was drunk.

Zhang Anxiu looked at him with confusion and said, "Brother Guangmao used to love drinking, but lately he's been drinking less and less. Today he didn't even finish half a glass, did he?"

Li Guangmao was known in the village for his love of drinking.

I developed rosacea at a very young age.

Now that I'm over forty, I drink less.

Chu Xun said, "Brother Guangmao is filial and afraid that if he drinks too much, he might fall and hurt the village chief, so he doesn't dare to drink too much."

Zhang Anxiu suddenly realized what was happening and turned to look.

I could vaguely hear Li Guangmao helping his father walk back, muttering, "How old are you to still be drinking? What if you fall?"

"You look down on your father, huh? Then let go, I can walk by myself!"

"Come on, look at how your legs are shaking."

A man in his forties went around to the front, picked up his father, and carried him steadily home.

"Dad, you seem lighter than before?"

Watching the father and son walk away, Chu Xun felt a heavy weight in his heart.

The village elder is getting old...

The year we fought for water, I was going to go with the villagers.

It was Li Shoutian who blocked the entrance to the courtyard and pushed him back.

"We've got the water-grabbing under control, we don't need you. Go away, stay home and behave yourself!"

In the blink of an eye, the once imposing man wielding a stick has grown old.

She was curled up on her son's back, looking extremely thin and weak.

Back home, Zhang Anxiu picked up a rag and stood on tiptoe to wipe the plaque above the door.

I wipe it every day; it's become a habit.

Chu Xun stood to the side and noticed a few gray hairs at his wife's temples.

He walked forward silently and hugged Zhang Anxiu from behind.

Zhang Anxiu shifted slightly and asked, "What's going on?"

Chu Xun buried his head in her hair and said, "It's nothing, I just missed you."

Zhang Anxiu was puzzled. "You've been here the whole time, what's there to think about?"

But she never refused Chu Xun, so she stood there and let her husband hold her.

A sweet feeling welled up inside me.

Half a month after Li Tianjian's funeral, Li Shoutian came to find Chu Xun, leaning on a cane.

"Village chief, why did you come alone without anyone accompanying you?" Zhang Anxiu quickly came over to help him.

In just half a month, Li Shoutian looked even older.

He was helped to sit down in a chair and said, "I am old, but I am not at the point where I cannot move."

Chu Xun came over and sat down next to him, saying, "They say that people get stubborn when they get old, and I think you're pretty much the same. If Brother Guangmao finds out that you're running around alone, he'll start complaining again."

"That brat just got a grandson, he doesn't care about me anymore," Li Shoutian said, but a smile was on his face.

There aren't many families where four generations can live together under one roof.

Moreover, despite saying that, Li Guangmao was actually quite filial.

Even after they had separated, she would still have a meal with Li Shoutian and walk with him every day.

Chu Xun knew he was being sarcastic, so he just smiled and didn't respond.

"Village Chief, shall we eat here later? I'll go get you some snacks to go with your drinks, and then I'll call Brother Guangmao over," Zhang Anxiu said.

Li Shoutian did not stop her and let her do her work.

Anyway, it wasn't the first or second time he'd come to Chu Xun's house for a free meal. Chu Dabin's family was wealthy and powerful, so he didn't care about a couple more pairs of chopsticks.

After Zhang Anxiu left, Li Shoutian asked, "Have you heard? Something big happened at the martial arts school in the county."

"Cao Yuanhui, who was known as a master of both fist and staff, was challenged by his closed-door disciple Song Jingmin, resulting in one death and one injury."

Chu Xun frowned slightly upon hearing this: "Who died?"

"Cao Yuanhui," Li Shoutian said, "Although he was the head of Zhenwei Martial Arts School, he was getting old. However, I heard that he held back a skill when teaching his disciples, and before he died, he used his trump card to seriously injure Song Jingmin."

"But the Song family has made a lot of money over the years and has hired famous doctors to treat them, so they shouldn't die."

Chu Xun's brows finally relaxed. Li Shoutian looked at him strangely and said, "Why do you seem to not want Song Jingmin to die?"

Song Jingmin was the warrior who killed Li Ermao and kicked Zhang Shigen to death during a dispute over water.

Zhang Sanchun initially wanted to seek revenge on Song Jingmin, but was persuaded and stopped by Li Shoutian and Chu Xun.

Zhang Anxiu had privately told Li Shoutian that Chu Xun had promised to help them take revenge.

However, Li Shoutian felt that ordinary people couldn't afford to offend martial artists, so he never mentioned it to anyone and also told Zhang Anxiu not to talk about it with anyone else to avoid unnecessary trouble.

Therefore, very few people in the village knew about Chu Xun's promise back then.

But now that Zhang Anxiu has married Chu Xun, Song Jingmin can be considered half an enemy of Chu Xun.

Logically speaking, we should want him dead.

"I hope he can live a good life, preferably a long and healthy one, with many children and grandchildren," Chu Xun said.

Li Shoutian was stunned. His own enemy, you wish him to live to be a hundred years old and have many children and grandchildren?

If Zhang Sanchun and Zhang Anxiu heard these words, they would probably be furious.

Li Shoutian would never have believed it if he hadn't seen Chu Xun say those words with his own eyes.

Based on his understanding of Chu Xun, he knew that Chu Xun was not a heartless person.

Li Shoutian couldn't help but ask, "Didn't you promise to help the Zhang family get revenge? Although I think it's best not to do it, since we can't afford to mess with them. Even if you don't do it, no one can say anything. But what you're saying really doesn't make sense."

Chu Xun asked, "How many sons and grandsons does Song Jingmin have now?"

Although Li Shoutian didn't understand why he was asking this, he still replied, "It seems to be two sons, three grandsons, and one granddaughter."

"Two sons, four grandsons, plus Song Jingmin, that makes a total of seven people."

Chu Xun's voice was somewhat low: "That day, ten coffins were laid in our village."

"Seven people aren't enough!"

Upon hearing this, Li Shoutian felt a chill run down his spine.

He suddenly understood what Chu Xun was talking about.

Ten coffins, ten lives.

Throughout history, the principle of paying back debts and taking revenge for murder remains unchanged.

Chu Xun's meaning was very clear: ten people died in Songguo Village during the water dispute, so Song Jingmin would have to pay with ten lives!

Li Shoutian gasped: "So you're waiting for Song Jingmin's family to gather ten people before making a move? You, where do you get the confidence to do this?"

What Li Shoutian really wanted to ask was, even if you have such methods, where does such a ruthless heart come from?

You dare to kill someone?

And it involved killing ten people!

Chu Xun naturally wouldn't explain his methods to him; in fact, he wasn't entirely confident he could accomplish this so far.

Therefore, I hope that Song Jingmin can live a long and healthy life, and have many children and grandchildren.

By the time I reach the Foundation Establishment stage, I should have enough heads left in the Song family.

Many people in Songguo Village may have forgotten the water dispute from back then, but Chu Xun will never forget it.

He knew that Zhang Anxiu hadn't forgotten either.

Every year when Zhang Anxiu went to burn paper money and pay respects to Zhang Shigen, she would always look at him afterwards, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back.

But all these years have passed, and she hasn't mentioned it once.

Like Li Shoutian, Zhang Anxiu also knew that seeking revenge against the martial arts master now would be tantamount to courting death.

She kept her words to herself, remaining silent.

Chu Xun also kept his words to himself, remaining silent.

One cannot ask, and the other cannot speak.

Only the spirit pearl grass at the door keeps Chu Xun counting year after year.

If Song Jingmin died young, it can only be said that the old man was lucky.

If he's still alive by then, Chu Xun will have to settle this score with him properly.

What you owe someone, you must always repay.