New and dark light years

Chapter 157 Fifty Autumns in the Mortal World

Li Lin looked at the corpse on the ground, smiled slightly, put the spear behind him, and someone took it from him.

He said, "I'm a fair person. I didn't mean to kill him. I just wanted to arrest him and interrogate him."

"I understand." Xiao Chunzhu clasped his hands in a fist salute, bowed his head, and stopped looking at Li Lin.

The other Lingxiao Sect disciples didn't dare to look either.

The more than one hundred local militiamen lined up in formation, and their imposing presence was still quite strong.

They can escape; the local militia can't catch them.

But the Lingxiao Sect couldn't escape; it was right there.

Moreover, the Lingxiao Sect is just an ordinary sect with no powerful figures backing it up.

If this county magistrate were to report the alleged collusion between the Lingxiao faction and the Qin family of Yue County, given the current sensitivity of the court to the word "rebellion," it would be a serious problem, and there is a high probability that he would be charged with treason.

Li Lin looked at Xiao Chunzhu and said, "Now can you tell me the specific details of your encounter with those chivalrous people?"

Xiao Chunzhu sighed and recounted what had happened.

It turns out that they came all the way from Chuan County to protect Seventh Junior Brother and send his family back to Chuan County to live.

Seventh Junior Brother has been registered in Sichuan County and probably won't be coming back, so he naturally wants to protect his family.

When they arrived in Tianjin, someone came to their door saying that Fuxin Village had been infected with a plague. Officials from Yulin County, for the sake of their future and to avoid trouble, wanted to surround the village and kill everyone in it to prevent the plague from spreading.

They all believed it.

Because such things actually happen quite often.

To prevent the spread of the plague, it was quite normal for people in villages or even counties to be confined until the plague subsided before being released.

After listening, Li Lin nodded slightly and said, "You can leave now."

The Lingxiao Sect disciples breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

Xiao Chunzhu looked at Li Lin, hesitated, and finally left with her hands clasped in a fist salute.

After the people had gone far away, Su Bei whispered, "County Commandant, that man seemed to want to tell you something. Could it be important news?"

Li Lin shook his head: "He probably wants to make a living here. I saw jealousy and ambition in his eyes."

"You can tell?"

"Yes, I can." Li Lin smiled.

"But he's ruthless. He even killed his own junior brother without saying a word."

“He must have been waiting for this opportunity for a long time,” Li Lin said with a smile. “It’s clear that the Lingxiao Sect values ​​this seventh junior brother highly, otherwise they wouldn’t have sent someone to escort him back, and even wanted to take his family to live there. He’s probably a very talented young man, what a pity.”

Li Lin looked back at the corpse and shook his head helplessly.

Su Bei felt a chill run down his spine.

Li Lin said, "Let's go back to our camp and rest. We'll head back to the county town tomorrow."

Hearing this, all the local militia breathed a sigh of relief.

Back in the camp, Li Lin arranged for soldiers to take turns on night watch, and then sat down to rest.

He was currently practicing the Foundation Building Technique.

He quickly entered a meditative state.

But then he realized something was wrong.

He vaguely heard someone talking beside him, and tried to open his eyes, but couldn't.

Immediately afterwards, an interior scene arose from his soul.

It was still a white ocean, and he was floating in mid-air.

On the ocean, many people are floating and struggling, crying silently.

The elderly, the young, women and children.

Everyone was reaching out to him, as if they wanted him to help them.

Everyone's eyes were filled with longing.

Li Lin watched quietly, his state of mind strangely calm, without a trace of emotional fluctuation.

These people were tumbling in the ocean, looking pitiful, but he felt no pity for them.

Then, many more people fell from the sky.

Men and women of all ages.

Li Lin even had the leisure to count their numbers.

Four hundred and thirty-two people!

The numbers seemed somewhat familiar. As these people drifted down, their instinct was to move closer to Li Lin and try to grab him, but they all fell into the white ocean.

He waited a while longer, and then saw another person with a hideous face fall from the sky.

He waved his arms and legs wildly, appearing very frightened.

But when he saw Li Lin, he suddenly started cursing.

Unfortunately, there was no sound in this world, and Li Lin couldn't hear what he was saying.

However, Li Lin recognized this person; it was his 'Seventh Junior Brother' who had died not long ago.

How could he be here!
Li Lin felt something was off.

This person landed on the ocean, and unlike the others who were floating on the ocean, he was able to stand on the ocean waves with both feet, pointing at Li Lin above him, and continuing to curse.

This displeased Li Lin.

At that moment, the silver moon overhead suddenly flashed.

The seventh junior brother froze, then turned into countless white 'water droplets' and fell into the sea.

At this moment, Li Lin understood that this white ocean was formed after his soul shattered.

And those struggling 'souls' that are still churning in the sea will soon become this new 'seawater'.

Li Lin watched as people struggled on the sea surface, and suddenly sensed something. He saw white icicles falling from the round silver moon.

They're coming for him.

The scale was even larger than last time.

Can’t answer!
People will die.

Li Lin calmed himself down and suddenly opened his eyes.

He forced himself out of that illusion.

He then felt a headache... because forcibly breaking through the illusion had a certain impact on his soul.

He felt a little nauseous.

He got up, lifted the tent flap, and found that it was already daylight outside.

Li Lin felt strange. He hadn't been in the illusion for very long, only about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. How could time outside pass so quickly?

Then he remembered the painting he had seen before.

'Illusions pass in an instant, fifty autumns in the mortal world.'

Is this what you mean by this situation?

At this moment, Su Bei walked over from the side and said, "County Commandant, breakfast is ready."

Li Lin nodded, had a simple breakfast with the local militia, and then led them back home.

Everyone was happy to be able to go home.

The tragic state of Fuxin Village filled them with fear.

Back in the county town, the constables led the local militia to the military camp.

Li Lin then went to the county government office to report back.

"Your Excellency, everyone in Fuxin Village is dead; there is not a single survivor," Li Lin said, clasping his hands in a fist salute.

Zhang Guangqi sighed: "This was expected. You've worked hard. I'll handle the rest. You should go and rest."

Li Lin nodded, then turned and left.

At this point, a rift had formed between them, and they no longer smiled at each other.

When Li Lin returned home, Huang Qing and Hong Luan rushed over happily to welcome him home and give him a warm welcome.

As he ate the delicious food prepared by his wife, Li Lin sighed deeply.

These are the peaceful and happy times.

He then asked Li Yanjing, who was standing next to him, "Can you see the souls of the dead?"

"You can see it, but not for long."

Li Lin leaned back: "What do you mean?"

“After they die, their souls do indeed appear.” Li Yanjing moved closer to Li Lin, pressing her soft body against him. “But then a white hole will appear and suck them in!”

Oh?
Li Lin thought of that white illusion.

"Then why aren't you being sucked away!"

Li Yanjing said matter-of-factly, "Because we are ghosts."

(End of this chapter)