Xuanjian Xianzu

Chapter 82 Building Pillars
When Lu Jiangxian was offered back to the stone platform, he silently scanned around the courtyard with his spiritual sense, seeing Li Mutian who was slowly walking into the courtyard, leaning against the door frame and panting with his eyes closed, he suddenly felt a lot of emotion in his heart.

"So it's been so long."

On the day when Li Xiangping picked up the dharma mirror from the river, Li Mutian was still a dignified and powerful patriarch with vicissitudes of life, but now he is an old man in his seventies who is too old to walk.

Since time travel, Lu Jiangxian has always been half asleep and half awake in the mirror. Nearly 20 years have passed in a trance, and in his perception, about a month has passed. The Li family has established a firm foothold and become a new cultivating family.

The Li Mutian in front of him is getting weaker day by day, the rapid growth of the Li family seems to be a breath from his chest, and this breath has now come to the end of his life.

Under the detection of Lu Jiangxian's spiritual sense, he could clearly see the disappearance of Li Mutian's vitality, and he could not survive these few days.

Li Mutian was sitting peacefully by the door, his solemn expression all day long brought a bit of a smile instead, looking at Li Xuanfeng who was holding a bow and chirping in front of him, his throat twitched, he had not made a request for more than ten years, and he issued the first order an order.

Li Mutian said:

"I want to eat mutton powder."

Li Xuanfeng was stunned for a while, then Li Mutian said again:

"Your elder father really wants to eat mutton powder."

Li Xuanfeng responded, and hurriedly ran out without looking back. His father's strange way of speaking left a huge shadow of worry in his heart. His words didn't seem like an order, but a kind of pleading, which made him feel sad. Always smart, he shuddered.

"Aye wants to eat mutton powder!"

Li Xuanfeng's words made Ren stunned. Looking at the tears streaming down the child's face, she quickly called a few women at home, then patted Li Xuanfeng's shoulder, and whispered with a secret sense of commandment:

"Call your father back quickly."

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The hot mutton noodles are sprinkled with scallions, oil stars are shining on the crystal vermicelli, and they are fragrant. They are placed on a wooden table in a porcelain bowl with a small gap. Clean and neat.

The bowl was used by Li Mutian for 31 years, and the gap was made by the young Li Xiangping. He was beaten severely because of this, and he screamed in pain, and walked around Li Mutian for several days.

Li Mutian slowly moved to his place, and tremblingly picked up a chopstick of noodles. The hot and sour noodles and the strong aroma of mutton soup made his limbs tremble, and the taste made him cry bitterly. He recalled that his father Li Genshui personally cooked for him. The bowl of mutton powder.

That bowl of mutton noodles was far less delicious than this bowl, with less vinegar, more spicy, and insufficient soup, but both mother and Li Mutian understood that his father was apologizing, but he still dropped the bowl and ran away from home. year.

Li Mutian scolded his father for being indecisive and would only ruin the whole family, while Li Genshui scolded his son, Li Mutian, for being a wolf and a wolf, the offspring of his wife and a wolf. tear stains.

28 years later when Li Mutian returned home, his father died in the hands of the Yuan family. He sneered and presented the heads of the Yuan family in front of his father's tomb. Pillow.

The memory only lingered in Li Mutian's mind for a dozen breaths, because he only took a bite of the noodles before falling straight down.

Li Mutian felt a piece of charcoal pierced into his chest, making his flesh creak, steel knives rolled in his stomach, and there was intense pain from head to toe.

Charcoal bounced from his chest into his mouth, his tongue, his throat became dry, his hands and feet became stiff, iron and stiff to the point that the surrounding women could not hold them up.

"Father! Father!"

Li Mutian vaguely heard Li Xuanling's whimpering, this child is Li Tongya's eldest son, although he is only five years old, he is already very calm, just like Ya'er when he was a child.

He was a little anxious, and he stroked his tongue hard, trying to make a sound to prove that he was fine, but he could only make a few barking sounds like a dog.

"Move into bed! Move into bed!"

Ren cried out in tears, she had just sent away her father Ren Pingan a few years ago, seeing that the old man was about to die, she knew that the old man could not just die on this cold ground, she would be busy screaming for a few days Everyone helped the old man up together.

"Where's the mother?"

Tian Yun asked in a hurry, and only then did she know that Li Mutian's wife, everyone's mother Liu Shi, had just gone down the mountain to visit her natal family a while ago.

Several people moved the stiff Li Mutian to the bed and tossed about in a hurry. Lu Jiangxian in the backyard was in a complicated mood, so he quickly performed a meditation formula and released the power of moonlight to hang his life for the old man. Seeing Li Xiangping and the others hurried up After reaching the mountain, I stopped.

"It's the end of my life."

Lu Jiangxian felt that Li Mutian's aura was gradually weakening, Li Xiangping and Li Tongya finally entered the courtyard, followed by Li Xuanfeng who was crying.

Li Tongya held Li Mutian's hand with a worried expression on his face, and the magic power of the peak fetal breath slowly entered Li Mutian's body. Li Mutian trembled all over, let out a deep breath, and finally opened his eyes.

"Xiang Ping... Tongya..."

Li Mutian murmured, his eyes wandered around the people around him, his mouth opened and closed, and he said something in a very low voice.

Li Tongya leaned down with tears in his eyes, and heard Li Mutian murmur:

"Chen, Tian, ​​Liu...the families are all deeply rooted in the village, and they were called back to Lijing Village as a whole, and the village was promoted to a town. Unexpectedly, they will become big..."

"Father...you rest first, we will talk when you feel better..."

Li Xiangping dissuaded him with sobs, Li Mutian looked at him and shook his head, and spoke out forcefully:
"Many of the descendants of the Li family are domineering, so it is necessary to set up a family leader and put more control... The four lines of the direct line are set as the main line, and the rest of the Li surname are the small lineages, and further branch lines, which flow up and down, you can do it yourself..."

"Xuanxuan can manage the family, but needs you to take care of him. Xuanfeng is wild and intelligent, but we have to guard against his lust and killing. Xuanling is steady and calm, so he can accomplish things...Jing Tian...beautiful...beware of harm...The mountain is farther away Even... be careful!"

Li Mutian's voice became smaller and smaller, and Li Xiangping also approached him with tears in his eyes. Seeing the old man suddenly raised his hand and grabbed his wrist, the strength was not at all like a person who was about to die, and there was a ruthless light in his dying eyes. Writhing on the couch, the voice in his mouth suddenly became louder, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"When necessary...the four villages and all the places can be abandoned... don't learn from those thousands of families...as long as one of my Li family's son escapes...all can...succeed...things..."

Li Xiangping burst into tears, and said harshly:
"Father... the children will remember!"

Only then did Li Mutian let go of his hand suddenly, he was breathless for a while, and everyone wept bitterly, but the old man's gaze was still fixed on the bowl of mutton powder on the table beside him.

The soup is full, hot and sour, and still steaming.

　Li Mutian is a character I have shaped for a long time. The family history in my mind is not a story of eternal happiness and triumph, but a story of death, separation, failure and weakness.

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