Seeing that Li Qijing's immature face was full of fierce expressions, Ye Chengfu in the crowd paused, touched his chin with a torch and thought:

"I'm afraid this fourth son is not a good look, the leading good deer is dead, and the remaining three evil wolves, the big one is cunning, the small one is fierce, this Lijing Village will not be ten years old, and it will become a word of the Li family!"

The crowd paused for a few breaths, but heard someone reply in a low voice:

"Long Lake was killed by refugees!"

Li Xiangping held back tears and knelt beside Li Changhu, turned his head to look at Tian Shoushui, and asked in a choked voice:

"Uncle Tian, what's going on?"

"Most of them are the remnants of the Yuan family."

Li Mutian squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, looked at Tian Shoushui, who was silent with his head bowed in shame, glanced at the villagers around him, and shouted:

"Li Tongya!"

Li Tongya wiped away his tears when he heard this, stood up and arched his hand to the villagers, and said loudly:

"I've disturbed you tonight, so please disperse first, you don't have to stay here."

After saying that, he bowed down to help Liu Linfeng up, and whispered in his ear:

"I also ask my uncle to lead people to control those displaced people first, so that someone from taking advantage of the chaos to make trouble, and I will arrive later."

"Good, good..."

Liu Linfeng knelt in front of Li Mutian and was already cowering, like a man's back, hearing the words as if he had been amnestied, he said yes again and again, and took people away.

Tian Shoushui and Ren Ping'an took Li Changhu on the ground and put it in the backyard of the Li family, but they heard a cry in the main courtyard, but it was Ren who fainted when he heard the bad news, Tian Yun and Liu held back their tears, one took care of them, and the other hurriedly went to find Mr.

"Big Brother ......"

Tian Shoushui put down Li Changhu, with tears in his eyes, and was about to say something, but Li Mutian waved his hand and said tiredly:

"Go and see the Ren family safely, Shoushui, you first look at the refugees with that Liu Linfeng, without my Li family's statement, he is afraid that he will also be restrained."

"Yes."

Tian Shoushui was stunned, wiped his tears and retreated, Ren Ping'an also nodded blankly, and went to take care of Ren Ping'er.

There were no outsiders in the backyard, only a few brothers of the Li family remained, crying in low voices.

Li Mutian finally couldn't restrain himself, like a wounded lone wolf, sitting beside his eldest son and wailing lowly.

"Long Lake—"

Several brothers also cried one after another, Li Tongya and Li Xiangping were quite modest, Li Qijing was still young, but he cried to death.

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In the middle of the night, Lijing Village was in chaos, Xu Laohan walked to the back mountain alone with a hoe, twisted and turned along the path, looking at the overgrown weeds, and a continuous group of tombs appeared in front of him.

Xu Laohan stopped and looked at it, and sure enough, a young man in ragged clothes with animal skin clothes around his waist was sitting leisurely by the small tombstone in the corner, spreading his legs and saying something.

As soon as his ears moved, the young man looked up keenly, and saw that the visitor was just a simple old farmer who looked too old to walk, and he clapped his hands, smiled and tilted his head and said:

"Where did the old man come from!"

Xu Laohan didn't answer him, deliberately walked very slowly, moved to him tremblingly, pretended to stare at the young man vigilantly, knelt down beside the tomb, hugged the tombstone and cried in a low voice.

When the young man listened carefully, he vaguely said that there was some great revenge and the rest of the lord's house, and his heart suddenly moved.

He was ruined when he was a child, and he was displaced from place to place, and he worked as a tenant for others in the first half of his life, and practiced hard with this dagger every night, hoping that one day he could cut off Li Mutian's head with his own hands to sacrifice his parents.

Now that the revenge is avenged, the heart is extremely happy, there are thousands of words to say, there is no one around to share the joy and happiness, not as good as this old man, before leaving and killing, isn't it the best of both worlds?

Thinking of this, the young man smiled and said:

"You came to the tomb of the Yuan family to cry, aren't you afraid that the Li family will trouble you?"

"The old man's time is short......"

Xu Laohan wiped his tears and glanced down at the young man, but he was shocked, knelt down on the ground and said:

"Little master!"

"Huh?"

The young man was taken aback, and said secretly in his heart:

"Didn't this old Hammer see me in the village? It's better to kill him and run away, it will save a lot of trouble. ”

Xu Laohan covered his tears and said again:

"The master mother often carries the young master to sit on the field, so she recognizes the young master, and the old man still remembers that you have three black moles on your feet, which can be used as proof."

Xu Laohan has lived for more than 70 years, he has become a fine old man, and he has been forced to fall into cause and effect, so shocked that the young man scattered his killing intent, was stunned, and hurriedly asked:

"Do you remember my mother's appearance?"

"I remember."

Xu Laohan took out a branch from the haystack, threw loose the soil with a hoe, and carefully carved it.

The young man was excited, but he looked down at Xu Laohan gloomily from time to time, and the thoughts in his heart kept flashing, and he felt that he should be killed, and then he felt that he should be kidnapped, and asked more about his mother.

Not long after, Xu Laohan painted a good get-up, although he is a farmer, but perennial for the village people to paint the door god painting auspicious, over the years there are a few points of Danqing, a few strokes between the characters to outline the charm of lifelike.

"Mother!"

The young man turned over and knelt on the ground to look, and when he saw the vague eyebrows and eyes in the dream, he suddenly cried lowly, and the grievances and depression of twenty-two years all came to his heart, and he couldn't help but cry.

Xu Laohan sighed lamentably on the side, and said vigorously about the good of the housemother, and for a while the young man couldn't hold back his tears.

"The old man still remembers the appearance of the master's house, and I will draw it."

After listening to Xu Laohan's words, the young man had already believed in him, wiped his tears, and promised without raising his head.

Xu Laohan was raising the hoe to loosen the soil to paint, his eyes were ruthless, the hoe was raised high, and the bright silver hoe blade flickered lightly in the moonlight, and fell suddenly, but smashed into the young man's neck.

The young man ran around with the refugees for a day, tried his best to assassinate Li Changhu, and then got rid of Tian Shoushui in the reeds, and collapsed from exhaustion. Now that he is happy and sad, he has already softened his legs and feet, and he has no intention or way to dodge, and he happened to be smashed by Xu Laohan.

Xu Laohan has been farming all year round and is still healthy, this smash is really a muffled sound, which makes people break their muscles and bones. The young man threw himself straight to the ground, tilted his head upward, rolled his eyes, twitched his hands and feet, and foamed at the mouth of his mouth.

But the old man took advantage of him to fall to the ground, and another hoe was right on the young man's head, completely making him lose his breath.

Xu Laohan was not at ease, and smashed it more than a dozen times, smashing the flesh and blood, and the white and red flowed all over the ground. When he turned the young man over, he was out of breath, and his face was still full of sadness.

He finally lost his strength, sat on the ground, stretched out his dry hand to cover his face, and cried out in pain:

"Bad fate! Bad fate......"