Li Xiuying never dreamed that Li Juan would beg him to take Wang Jia in, and his face changed several times in red and white, before he nodded dejectedly: "After all, he has been a husband and wife for more than ten years, if Wang Jia wants to stay, then stay, the right is for the sake of the Dong family's face!" ”

After speaking, Li Xiuying raised her head and stared straight at Li Xuan with her eyes: "Please also ask for the help of Master Li's family to deliver a word from it." From now on, I have nothing to do with him Wang Jia; If this person dares to think about me again, Hugh blames Xiuying for not being emotional! ”

After Li Xuan nodded in agreement, Li Xiuying nodded slightly, and then turned around and left: "Li Da is in charge, let's say goodbye." Xiuying still has some trivial matters to deal with, so she won't see off Li Da's family. ”

Walking more than a dozen steps away, Li Xiuying suddenly stopped and stood still, with her back to Li Xuan, and sighed: "In a few days, you might as well let Decai and Youmao bring their brothers and sisters to the village to sit, just say that Aunt Xiuying misses them!" ”

After throwing down these words, Li Xiuying walked quickly towards the village without looking back.

As soon as Xiuying took two steps out, Li Yan behind him suddenly threw the wooden crutch in his hand aside, and knelt down at Xiuying's back, first kowtowed heavily, and then shouted with tears in his eyes: "Sinner Li Xuan, thank the children of Lijia Village for their great kindness!" ”

After that, the iron-clad man fell to the ground and wept bitterly.

After a long time, although Xiuying's back had long disappeared from view, the tall Li Yan still knelt on the ground and cried loudly, leaving a fist-sized wet mark on the hard mud just below his cheek.

May the tears of repentance wash away all the past.

After everything has subsided, new seeds can finally germinate in the barren land of Lijia Village.

After crying for a while, Li Xuan, who was kneeling on the ground, finally stopped his grief, propped his palms on the ground, turned his body outward, and sat down cross-legged like a seated Buddha.

I saw Li Yan raise the back of his hand, dip it in the two eye sockets slightly, and then laughed loudly at a dwarf pine not far in front of him: "Li often thought of himself as a hero when he was young, and he didn't want to be old but imitated such children, and his tears crackled endlessly, which made people laugh and laugh...... Here is a remote place in the mountains, the morning dew is still cold, why don't Yang Engong come out to talk? ”

As soon as Li Xuan's words fell, a figure flashed behind the dwarf pine, and it was Yang Congxun, who was carrying Hu San on his shoulder, and a blue cloth burden in one hand, and jumped out of the hiding place.

As soon as Yang Cong's servants landed, the little fox shook his shoulders and neck vigorously, and "poof" had to throw out dozens of drops of crystal dew, which were faintly colorful under the reflection of the morning light, and it was very beautiful for a while.

I saw Yang Congxun smiling at Li Xuan, who was sitting on the ground, and hugged his fist: "Please forgive me, seniors, Xiao Ke just happened to hear a human voice when he was spitting out morning repairs, so he turned around and looked." ”

After that, Yang Congxun bowed his hand respectfully at Li Xuan: "Ruthless may not be a true hero, how can a poor son not be a husband?" I think that if everyone is willing to make long-term plans for their children and grandchildren, then there will be fewer grievances and grievances in the world. ”

Yang Congxun heard Li Xuan's words and nodded again and again: "You are worthy of being a master of the world, Yang Daochang, you are still young, this vision of things is so old, and the future is limitless!" ”

As he spoke, Li Yan suddenly reached into his arms, and then took out a thick copper hairpin and threw it to Yang Congxun from afar: "Around the treasure of the Ten Thousand Slave Kings, I don't know how many heroes and heroes have been involved for thousands of years, and even Li couldn't hold back the greed in his heart back then, so he ended up with a crippled body." Last night, we wanted to completely destroy such ominous things, but we hesitated all night, and in the end we still couldn't bear to do it. Daoist Yang is a clear vision, you must be able to plan everything with foresight, this key to open the treasure of ten thousand slaves, please accept it. ”

However, Yang Congxun did not reach out to pick up the copper hairpin thrown by Li Xuan, and let it fall to the ground with a "clang".

Seeing this, Li Yan's eyebrows suddenly raised: "Please also ask Yang Daochang not to make such a joke with Li, with his respectful skills, if there is no reason to come, how can he leave for a remote and nameless village like Lijia Village?" ”

I saw Yang Congxun hugging his fist at Li Xuan with a clean face, and then untied the blue cloth bag in his hand, revealing a copper bottle with a simple shape: "Sure enough, everything can't be hidden from the eyes of the seniors, but Yang Mou didn't come to your place this time for the treasure of the ten thousand slaves...... I wonder if my predecessors still recognize this? ”

After looking at it for a moment, Li Yu suddenly "pouted": "Isn't this the copper bottle that Wang Jia brought back from the city that year?" Later, when Li died because of the expiration of the goods, he disposed of it at a cheap price to a vendor who came with the caravan to sell needlework and groceries. Could it be that there is a secret to this bottle? ”

After Yang Congxun briefly explained the ins and outs of his mother's pursuit of the remnants of the Wenxiang Sect, Li Yun sighed: "It's ridiculous that Li has been doing those dirty things all these years, and even his mind is becoming more and more unbearable. This kind of big thing of filial piety for his mother, Li Mou must help with all his might, but it's just ......"

As he spoke, Li Yan suddenly raised his face, and smiled bitterly at Yang Congxun with a sad face: "Daoist Yang Daochang, you have also seen that Wang Jia with your own eyes, if he really knows something, everyone in the village will know it early in the morning." Even if there is really something hidden in this, most of it is not known to the coward...... According to Li, Yang Daochang, you might as well ask Wang Jia directly, just say that Li asked him to answer truthfully, and this person doesn't dare to disobey him. ”

Li Yu suddenly gave Yang Congxun a look, then glanced at the lonely grave behind him, and lowered his voice vigorously: "But Li Mou thinks that there is still a 'person' who may know something about the Smelling Fragrance Sect right now." As far as Li knows, Xiuying put Dong Erzhu's belongings here as a funeral; And Yang Daochang, there are just a few people around you who can get these things without being surprised. ”

I saw Li Yan smile meaningfully: "A gentleman does things, does something and does nothing." The road, Li has already pointed out the way for Yang Daochang, as for how to go, it is not something that Li can worry about. ”

After that, Li Yan reached into his arms again, and when he stretched out again, he held a thin book in his palm: "Now Li is half crippled, and his two sons are also taken in by Xiuying, and he doesn't have to eat the bloody rice at the tip of the knife in this life; Therefore, this secret book of family martial arts is also useless. If Yang Daochang doesn't give up, you might as well keep it by your side, but in the future, you will be beneficial, and it can be regarded as repaying Yang Daochang for saving your life the night before. ”

After that, Li Yan put the book in his hand on the ground, and then stood up tremblingly from the ground, holding a wooden crutch, and went to the ground "clucking".

Looking at Li Xuan's distant back, Yang Congxun's mouth opened and opened, and finally stomped his foot with hatred, turned his back to Hu San, and threw down a sentence without a head: "I'll leave it to you here, I don't know anything."

After speaking, Yang hurriedly walked away without looking back, leaving only Hu San, who kept smiling evilly, rubbing his black paws in the same place: "Fire Dragon Horse, tell the Thirteen Taibao to do it." We have to take everything from below, and don't forget the books and hairpins on the ground! ”