Chapter 249 - For Whom Does the 90-Year-Old Elder Weep
Chapter 249 of "Red Heart Patrols the Sky" unveils: Without a doubt, Old Li was a qualified undercover agent.He sold pies in Jia City... Continue the story!
Without a doubt, Old Li was a qualified undercover agent.He sold pies in Jia City for several years, and his pies were truly marvelous, rivaling even those from time-honored brands.
Over the years, he kept to himself and made good neighbors.
He only occasionally returned to his so-called âhomeâ in Yue City, which was nothing more than one of his deception tacticsâa blindness spell.
Anyone who tried to investigate him would be met with a messy entanglement that even the smartest person would have to put in considerable effort to untangle.
He led a normal life on a daily basis and only took action when Hu Shaomeng contacted him.
Having witnessed the world of Transcendent Cultivators, what did mundane gold and silver count for?
This time, to contact a Transcendent Cultivator from World Building and hire someone to assassinate another Transcendent Cultivator, the mere thought made his aging bodyâs blood run hot.
He escaped abroad and stopped in a small city on the border of Rong Country.
He had prepared to flee far and wide, but unexpectedly, he received news that he could return to his country.
No one came after him.
His carefully planned escape routes were left untouched, the paths he chose so diligently ignored by all.
He had been ready to meet his death, but the end he awaited never came.
He had even imagined many times how he would perform in front of an enraged Transcendent Cultivator with the last of his life, fooling the transcendently powerful being into heading the wrong wayâŚ
Not dying was ultimately a good thing.
After going in circles, he still ended up returning to his homeland.
Jia City was no longer an option, so he settled down in Yue City to recuperate.
Fortunately, working for a Transcendent master meant he was not short of silver.
His wife at âhomeâ might not be beautiful, but she was sensible and caring.
Life went on as usual, and if Hu Shaomeng did not contact him, he planned to continue living this way.
It was no different from running his pie shop in Jia City, just another day repeating itself.
He discovered he was sick three days ago.
Initially, he thought he would get over it with time, but his condition only worsened.
He had thought that at his age, he was not afraid of death.
How could he be afraid of dying after being involved in affairs that risked his head?
Yet somehow, looking at that ugly wife of his, only married as a cover, watching her snot and tears pour down her hideous faceâŚ
HeâŚ
suddenly felt fear.
He reached under the bed into a hidden compartment, took out a box of Gold Leaves, and scattered them on the ground, ordering his wife to seek the best physician!
Money talks.
Doctor Qin came, his eyesight probably failing him, for he couldnât even read the pulse correctly.
He looked and observed, again and again.
In the end, he even took off Old Liâs clothes, and after examination, he collapsed to the ground with a thud!
He got up, left immediately, and didnât even take a single Gold Leaf.
Old Li knew he was done for.
There was no hope for him.
But luckily, he had left behind some gold and silver.
Money, after all, is an external possessionânothing brought into life, and nothing taken with one in death, but it should be enough for this kind-hearted but ugly wife to live comfortably.
His only regret was that he could no longer serve the powerful Transcendent master.
This was as close as he would ever get to the Transcendent world in this lifetimeâŚ
At this moment, Old Li was unaware that Hu Shaomengâwho had been like a demon god in his mindâhad already been killed.
He was preoccupied with his own elderly worries.
A little tired, he closed his eyes on the bed, unaware of the impact his death would have on this land and this world.
His half-deaf ugly wife did not even touch the gold and silver.
She just held his increasingly cold body and started to cry with an unpleasant sound.
Meanwhile, a neighbor, leaving his house with a gift in hand, glanced and saw a white banner hanging in front of the Li Familyâs door.
The two groups of Armored Soldiers standing outside the door also filled him with fear and trepidation.
Was it adultery?
A plot for money and murder?
All sorts of messy thoughts raced through his head as he turned around intending to retreat.
âStop there!
What are you doing!â a soldier shouted loudly but didnât approach.
âGentlemen of the military,â the neighbor walked forward, trying to get closer to explain, but he was startled by a soldier suddenly drawing his sword.
âJust stand right there, donât come any closer!â
âYes, yes, I wonât come any closer,â he said, his face paling with fear, hurrying to explain: âI heard Old Li was sick.
As a neighbor, I thought to bring some gifts to see him.
I have no idea whatâs happened in his house, I assure you, gentlemen!â
The soldier asked, âAre you very close with this family?â
âI never really had the chance, he was hardly ever at home.
Heâs finally come back recently and you know the saying, âbetter a near neighbor than a distant cousin,â so I thought of visiting.â
The soldier glanced back at his comrade before shouting, âGo back to your room!â
The man didnât dare say more, scurrying back to his house.
He was left only with a heart full of confusion and a sense of unease that wouldnât dissipate.
In the city of Yueâs western district lay the largest and most prestigious medical hall,
caught now under a gloomy cloud.
All the apprentices were ousted from the backyard, leaving only Doctor Qin sitting alone in the courtyard.
The apprentices could only talk to him by shouting across half of the courtyard.
The City Lord of Yue stood at the entrance at this time.
Doctor Qin, now in his nineties, remained vigorous and spoke with a strong voice,
but for some reason, the apprentices with swollen red eyes stood blockade at the door.
âI took off my clothes to inspectâŚâ
Doctor Qin said, âThere are lumps on my bodyâŚ
only three days left!â
The City Lord of Yue stood at the entrance, his face somber, as he asked, âIs there any way to treat it?â
Doctor Qin responded miserably, âLetâs see what fate the heavens have in store for me!â
âCity Lord, this matter cannot be concealed!
EvenâŚ
the help of the Sect Master from our nation is needed!
And we, we can only wait!â
âDoctor Qin,â the City Lord of Yue could not help but say, âIt canât be that badâŚ?â
Doctor Qin pleaded painfully, âCity Lord, one must guard against minor problems that could lead to major disasters.
Remember, a dam a thousand miles long is destroyed by an anthill!
Yet, is this just a minor problem?!â
The City Lord of Yue was silent for a long moment, âI have an idea of the situation.
Doctor Qin, rest assured and recuperate.
We will need your efforts later.â
Without waiting for Doctor Qin to respond, the City Lord of Yue left with his guards.
Doctor Qin sat alone in the courtyard, suddenly bursting into loud weeping.