Chapter 65: Two Foxes
Li Xuanfeng cried so much that he rested on Xu Laohan's corpse for a quarter of an hour, and then slowly got up until he stopped hiccups.
He grabbed Xu Laohan's left foot and dragged it hard to a half-person-high tombstone, only to find that the old man's body was as light as a pile of firewood, and even he, a child, could pull it.
Lifting his upper body vigorously and letting him lean against the tombstone, Li Xuanfeng tried to smooth the old man's painful and distorted face, trying to make the old man look more peaceful.
"Whew-"
Looking at the old man's wrinkled face that seemed to be crying and smiling, Li Xuanfeng burst out crying, and hurriedly turned his head and ran towards the mountain while wiping his tears.
After walking for a while, until he looked up and could see the courtyard under the golden sunlight, Li Xuanfeng hurriedly wiped away his tears and walked towards the courtyard with his mouth pursed.
Entering the door, there is a green brick floor, and a little girl in a small leather jacket is sitting quietly at the table, holding a snow-white kitten in her hand, and whispering.
The sun shone on her lowered eyebrows, and her curved eyes were so beautiful that they made people want to laugh with her.
It is the only girl in the Li family today - Li Jingtian, Liu Rouxuan gave birth to a son for Li Tongya, called Li Xuanling, and is now studying in the academy, so Li Jingtian was left alone in the courtyard.
"Brother Feng."
The girl raised her head, put the white kitten in her hand on the table, and said with a smile:
"Who are you bullying for?"
"Who would dare to bully him? It has always been him who bullies others. ”
But I saw a young man walking in the main courtyard, his eyebrows were slow and long, his eyes were gentle and gentle, and there was a rare look of Li Changhu between his eyebrows, and he interjected with a smile.
"Brother Xuan, are you out of the customs?"
The girl's eyes lit up, she walked over with a smile, took Li Xuanxuan's hand, and said with anticipation:
"But the third layer of the fetal breath Zhou Xing Chakra?"
Li Xuanxuan smiled and nodded, but seeing that Li Xuanfeng still didn't speak in a low voice, he bent down to ask him.
"What's wrong with Feng'er?"
Li Xuanfeng replied sullenly:
"Uncle Xu is dead."
"What?!"
Li Xuanxuan was stunned for a moment, the gentle smile on his face finally disappeared, his eyes were full of sadness, he opened his mouth, and did not speak.
Li Xuanxuan was born without a father, although his grandfather Li Mutian doted on him and loved him, but the old man did not smile, and he always sat quietly on weekdays, Li Xuanxuan himself did not know whether to respect him more or love him more.
When he grew up, Li Xiangping took him with him every day, and he, Li Xuanxuan, was also very cautious every day, carefully figuring out his uncle's words and orders, and did not dare to relax a little.
In his more than ten years of childhood, only Xu Laohan folded grass crickets for him, painted portraits for him, and told him the story of his father Li Changhu......
Despite the pain in his heart, Li Xuanxuan quickly retracted his expression, patted Li Xuanfeng's shoulder, and said in a deep voice:
"Take me to see it."
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Li Chengfu bent down and stepped over from the high threshold of the lobby, where there were several old people discussing things with straight faces, and at the top sat a middle-aged man with a majestic expression, wearing a gray wolfskin coat, drinking tea casually with his head down.
"In charge, Old Man Xu is dead."
Li Chengfu is also gray now, but his skills are still vigorous, he bent over to the middle-aged man's side and said in a low voice.
The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows, lowered his voice, and asked:
"What does the lord say?"
"Buried in the mountain, the order of the young master."
The middle-aged man nodded, thought for a few breaths, put the tea bowl on the table, clapped his hands, and said in a low voice:
"Let's discuss here today, there are still important matters to deal with on Lijing Mountain, so Ye Sheng will not leave you."
Li Yesheng has been in charge for more than ten years, and now he is thirty years old, and he has his own majesty between Gu Pan, and he can be said to be in the prime of life in the mountains where the average life expectancy is less than sixty years old and he got married at the age of thirteen or thirteen, and even his eldest son Li Xie Wen is already twelve or thirteen years old.
Ren Ping'an had died of illness the year before last, and now it was his uncle Liu Linfeng who was in charge of Jingyang Village, and these people immediately got up and retired after listening to Li Yesheng's words, and returned to the village under the escort of the family.
Li Yesheng watched that everyone was gone, so he took a sip of tea and said in a deep voice:
"Go and call Xie Wen and go with me to Meiqi Mountain to report to the head of the family."
Li Xiangping has been in charge of affairs for more than ten years now, and the people below naturally call him the head of the family.
"The young master is out of the customs, and my family Qiuyang went up the mountain to meet him, and he came back and said that his strength was already on par with Qiuyang."
Seeing Li Xie Wen hurriedly enter the room, Li Chengfu looked up at Li Yesheng, his face was full of joy, and he smiled lowly.
Thanks to Li Xiangping's inexhaustible and generous teaching of Li Xuanxuan for more than ten years, anyone with a discerning eye can see that Li Xiangping really cultivates Li Changhu's widow as the next generation of the Li family.
"Congratulations Uncle Fu."
Li Yesheng also smiled and arched his hand towards Li Chengfu.
"Eh, hey."
Li Chengfu laughed twice, looked at Li Yesheng for a few breaths, nodded, bent over and retreated.
Li Yesheng saw Li Chengfu bending down and retreating, so he snorted coldly and said in a deep voice to Li Xiewen:
"Do you know why my father said hello to this Li Chengfu?"
"The child doesn't know..."
Li Xie Wen scratched his head and looked at his father with a puzzled expression.
"But Uncle Chengfu has come to ask me how Brother Xuan's cultivation is in the past few years, and the child says no, and if he doesn't say it, it's not ......."
Li Yesheng sighed deeply, his brows furrowed, and scolded:
"Tell you to fool around less every day! Learn more from Lao Tzu's side, you don't listen! ”
"Only Li Xuanxuan has a spiritual knack in front of the main family, then Li Xuanfeng and Li Xuanling don't know what the talent is, you Li Qiuyang has been cultivating for a long time, if you cultivate faster than Li Xuanxuan, can the main family not be afraid?"
Li Xie Wen suddenly realized, and after thinking for a few breaths, he replied:
"I see! Father is afraid that when this generation is withered, the remaining two people, Li Xuanxuan and Li Qiuyang, will be weak and strong......"
"It's early."
Li Yesheng waved his hand and said coldly:
"The master has a long-term plan, and he may not be afraid of him, but I am surrounded by the main lineage, and I have to pay attention, if there is really a day when the world is turned upside down, no one will die! Fortunately, Xuan'er's talent is good, and Li Qiuyang can also let go of his hands and feet, and he doesn't have to be wary of each other with the main family. ”
As he spoke, Li Yesheng took a sip of tea and said in a deep voice:
"Take the exam for your father, if Li Xuanxuan's cultivation is really slow, do you know how to do it?"
Li Xie Wen lowered his head and pondered for a while, and said in a low voice:
"Investigate whether Li Qiuyang lied about his cultivation?"
"Yes, the children can be taught, it is not easy for you to think of this layer."
Li Yesheng nodded, and said:
"If he lies about his cultivation, how can the Lord's family not see it? That old fox is not so stupid, he will only let Li Qiuyang slow down his cultivation speed, in order to observe the changes of time, you can arrange your hands and wait for the order of the master. ”
"Li Xiewen, you have to remember that you and I have done too many things for the main family, and there are no immortal cultivators in the family, so there is no way out except to rely on the main family, unless you ......"
"Unless what?"
Li Xie Wen and Li Xuanxuan have played since they were young and have a deep relationship, and when they heard this, they frowned and asked rhetorically.
A trace of fear flashed on Li Yesheng's face, and he said with a slight trembling:
"Unless the four veins of the main family wither after a hundred years, you will not be able to give birth to a son with spiritual knowledge."