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Chapter 15 Refugees
Lu Jiangxian has been familiar with it for several months, and has completely absorbed the power of jade. He has long been able to use the tricks of illusion recorded in the "Taiyin Tuna Yanglun Sutra" to communicate with the Li family.

But he thought that the time was not ripe enough, and he never showed his sanity, but lay quietly in the ancestral hall like a dead thing.

After all, the Li family is not considered stupid, maybe this mirror has a very high personality, but he, Lu Jiangxian, is really a little white cultivator.

Opening the mouth at this time not only had to make up some background, but also answered the doubts that the Li family was full of.

Fortunately, the scope of his spiritual consciousness now covers the entire Li family is more than enough. It is quite comfortable to sleep on weekdays and watch a TV series when he wakes up.

Only the occasional aura flying over Guli Dao would wake Lu Jiangxian up and make his heart tremble. Feeling those majestic or light auras, he silently shrunk his consciousness into a ball.

Although the Li family made Lu Jiang's immortal brain into some kind of fairy weapon, he still has a good idea of ​​his combat effectiveness - the second-layer Chengming wheel of fetal breath is the base, and the four-layer Qingyuan wheel of fetal breath is the best.

Comparing himself with those auras so majestic that Lu Jiangxian shrank in the mirror, he felt that he could be a little more cautious.

"It's just, why are there refugees coming on Guli Road..." He murmured to himself in confusion.

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Li Changhu led a group of villagers holding torches, pitchforks, hoes and other tools, and stood at the entrance of the village to confront a group of ragged refugees.

In the past few days, Xiang Ping and Tian Yun's marriage was just finished. Li Changhu took time out to practice, but he saw a tenant of Li's family rushing to report that a group of refugees had arrived at the entrance of the village.

"refugee?"

The refugees Li Changhu saw most recently were more than three years ago. They were a group of Chen family who turned over from Meichi Mountain.In recent years, the weather has been good, and the Meichi River is good at raising people. There may not be any families in the upper and lower valleys who cannot survive.

"They claim to be from Guli Road." The tenant replied respectfully when he saw Li Changhu, as if he had found a backbone.

"how is this possible…"

Li Changhu thought for a while, waved his hand, walked to the door, and said:

"Father has already fallen asleep, so there is no need to bother him, call Uncle Shangtian and Uncle Ren, let's go and have a look."

When Li Changhu reached the entrance of the village, Liu Linfeng, the head of another big family in Lijing Village, the Liu family, was already waiting at the entrance of the village with a dry cigarette in his mouth. When he saw Li Changhu, he smiled and said:

"Long Lake is here."

"Uncle."

Li Changhu also nodded. Liu Linfeng is the elder brother of his mother Liu Linyun. When Li Mutian killed the rich Yuan family and divided the land, Liu Linfeng's father immediately fell in love with this young man and married Liu Linyun against all odds. In the past, he was married to the Li family.

Li Changhu and Liu Linfeng led people to call out to the refugees three times, and the refugees finally pushed out a middle-aged man. Although this man had a dark face and ragged clothes, he had a decent attitude.

The middle-aged man cupped his hands, looked at the two with a wry smile and said:
"I was originally the head of the caravan on Xiali Road. The Wu State in the south captured Jingxia City. The entire Xiali Road was full of swords and soldiers, and dogs and dogs were restless. I was robbed on the road and escaped among the refugees. My humble Cai, the audience recommends things, and I hope that the two of you can take me in."

"This section of Guli Road has been in disrepair for a long time, and wild beasts are rampant. You just came here?"

Liu Linfeng asked suspiciously.

"Of course a lot of people died, including the elderly and children." The middle-aged man smiled wryly.

The representatives of the two big households were inquiring about each other's details, and the old man Xu in the crowd was holding a braided grass cricket in one hand and a hoe in the other, squinting his eyes at the refugees.

He lived at the entrance of the village, and was woken up by the refugees early in the morning. Hearing that Li Changhu was coming, the old man Xu hurriedly took the grass cricket he had woven a few days ago, and prepared to take it to the unborn child in Ren's womb. .

Now he was attracted by a young man among the refugees. This young man was dressed in rags, with a bundle of animal skins wrapped around his waist, and his eyes stared at Li Changhu and Liu Linfeng above him like flames.

"Those eyes are so familiar." Old man Xu stroked his pale beard, but couldn't remember where he had seen it before.

"Everyone, listen to me!"

Liu Linfeng called out to the refugees, took a step forward, and shouted:
"I am the patriarch of the Liu family in the village. There is still a lot of wasteland in Lijing Village that can be reclaimed. If you are willing, my Liu family can provide you with food and utensils for this year. The reclaimed land will be counted as my Liu family and rented out to everyone, and only [-]% will be charged. rent child."

As a junior, Li Changhu stood half a step behind Liu Linfeng, and also promised:
"My Li family is too."

Hearing this, the young man among the refugees suddenly turned his head and stared fixedly at Li Changhu's face. His eyes were burning like flames for a few seconds, and he lowered his head quickly and satisfied.

It took a lot of effort for the old man Xu to squeeze to the front of the crowd, and looked at the refugees carefully, but he couldn't find the young man.

Turning his head, he saw that the young man had squeezed into the frontmost position among the refugees, only a few feet away from where Li Changhu and Liu Linfeng were standing.

The middle-aged man who bowed and stood beside the two glanced at him, wondering in his heart:

"Sharp eyes, there are such people among the refugees? I have lived together for three months, and I have never seen this person."

"In Lijing Village, you can drink and eat meat, get married and have children, but you must not steal or commit adultery..."

Liu Linfeng was admonishing everyone, but the uneasiness in Old Man Xu's heart became more and more intense. He watched the young man fly forward and knelt down in front of Liu Linfeng, sobbing and crying.

"The villain's family was attacked by swordsmen. Only one villain escaped. After traveling thousands of miles, he was taken in by two adults. The villain is grateful! How dare you do those shameless things here!"

He cried so sadly that the refugees behind him also recalled their sadness, and they all burst into tears, crying all over the place for a while, and Liu Linfeng couldn't help being moved.

Old man Xu looked at the exposed ankle of the young man on his knees. The scarred left foot protruded from the tattered trouser leg, and there were several black moles on the ankle joint.

A sense of familiarity that was about to come out emerged in his mind, his face flushed as if he was drunk, and he stared at the young man vigilantly.

Li Changhu, who was behind him, couldn't bear it any longer. He looked at the young man kneeling on the ground with pity, took half a step forward, and leaned over to help him.

Old man Xu's mind exploded, and his eyes went blank, as if he had returned to that afternoon more than 20 years ago in an instant.

He, Xu, was still working as a tenant in Yuan's house. The golden rice field was undulating in the autumn wind. When the woman came to the field with the child in her arms, he bowed and said auspicious words:
"Looking at the mole on the child's foot, he must be able to do great things!"

"Wait!!"

The old man Xu straightened his waist for more than 20 years, raised his head and stared angrily.

"Wait!"

But he heard the same voice not far away, drinking in unison with him.

It turned out that the middle-aged man elected by the refugee was looking at the young man's face in surprise, and stopped him.

Before the two of them finished speaking, the young man suddenly raised his head, and Li Changhu met those eyes unexpectedly.

Those ferocious and sharp eyes, like beasts.

(End of this chapter)