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"Stop here, brother, where are you from? Where are you going?" A member of the Xin family who looked similar to Shi Yu cupped his hands and greeted Shi Yu politely, with a very wary look in his eyes.

Shi Yu did not answer, but looked around with a smile. It seemed that the Xin family had prospered a lot in the past century. From what he could see along the way, it was already the largest family in the local area. The young man who greeted him clearly had a weak spirit. Fluctuating, he must have entered the Immortal Sect to study.

In the distance, Old Man Xin's face was flushed, and the corners of his lips could not help but twitch. He was eager to move, but his hands were trembling on the recliner and he couldn't take a step, so he had to bow to Shi Yu who was looking over. .

Shi Yu nodded and looked away. Just as he was about to talk to the young man, a frivolous and arrogant voice interrupted.

"Xin Mulian, go ahead. When will it be your turn to talk here?" A boy in a silk shirt of sixteen or seventeen squeezed forward, pushed the young man away, and looked up and down in front of Shi Yu. From the clothes on It can be seen that the young man has a good status in the Xin family, and the fluctuation of his soul is one point higher than that of Xin Mulian.

"Hillbilly, what are you giggling about! Do you know where this is? How dare you barge in!" The young man's rude tone and demeanor made Shi Yu's face turn cold, and the smile that remained at the corner of his mouth quickly disappeared.

"Hey, you are not happy even after saying a word. If you dare to show off to grandpa, believe it or not, grandpa, I will slap you!" The young man's tone became more and more aggressive. The other Xin family members seemed to be used to this young man's domineering attitude and laughed. I watched him baring his teeth and bullying this stranger.

Shi Yu sighed secretly in his heart and looked sideways at the young man with cold eyes, not even bothering to answer.

"You brat! Are you deaf or mute! Grandpa, let me ask you a question!" The young man in silk shirt slapped the big ox on the neck and scolded him. He looked a few years younger than Shi Yu, but he had one mouthful in his mouth. "Grandpa me" already made Shi Yu frown.

Shi Yu glanced at him coldly again, still not answering, but looked further away, glanced at Old Man Xin and Li Zheng, who were stunned by their family's audacity, and turned around to leave.

The big ox let out a long howl, shook off the boy's hand, slowly turned around and followed.

"Bastard! Stop! You have set foot on the road of my Xin family, and you want to leave like this!" The young man hurried a few steps forward, ran in front of the young man, stretched out his hand and pushed his chest, it seemed that he wanted to teach him a lesson. Take a look at this foreigner who knows nothing about the world.

As he spoke, his greedy eyes could not help but scan the group of strange beasts, planning which one he would ride to the city to show off tonight, so as to attract a few oirans and concubines to spend the night with them.

Thinking of this, he looked even more attractive, and the force of his slapped palm increased a bit. He deliberately injured the young man, preferably to death, so that he could not only demonstrate the nobility and strength of the Xin family, but also get a huge windfall for nothing.

"You bastard! Stop it!" Before the young man's palm even touched Shi Yu's clothes, he heard

An angry shout came from afar.

"Grandma, who is so brave! I'll kill you..." The young man was furious when he heard this. Not only did he continue to slap the young man opposite him, but he even used more force, deliberately slapping the person who was protesting to death with one palm.

But when he glanced at the speaker, before he could finish his words, he opened his mouth, straightened his neck, and fixed his eyes on the two people running towards him. He had already touched Shi Yuwaishan's palm and paused. Between millimeters.

In a hundred years, no one in the Xin family has ever heard their ancestor speak loudly, let alone curse. He always looked contented and smiling, laughing and chatting harmoniously with his wife, children, and grandchildren. Maybe he was so anxious that he stumbled all the way over.

"Pap-pap-pap-pap" was slapped on the mouth one after another, and the young man did not dare to hide, even if he could slap the old man to death.

"Grandpa..." After a few breaths, the young man couldn't stand it any longer. His face was purple and swollen, and he continued to beat his grandfather as if he hadn't seen him.

Looking sideways, he saw that the people on one side were not even looking at the bustle. He was lying on the ground like a toad at the young man's feet. He was just trembling, and he didn't know whether it was excitement or fear. The young man suddenly shouted that something was wrong.

"Grandpa..." the young man shouted again, but the old ancestor seemed not to have heard his words. His eyes were red and he was gnashing his teeth. He grabbed his chest with one hand, and the palm of the other hand suddenly lifted up and then fell down with all its strength, as if "papapa" "The slap in the face was the answer given to him.

"Okay!" The young man's faint words were as good as the sound of Jiutian Lunyin to this young man. Old man Xin immediately stopped his hand as if he had been ordered by heaven, and knelt down with a "pop". Unlike Li Zheng, not only did he not dare to speak, He couldn't help but kowtow vigorously, and his forehead was bruised with blood, staining the sandy red ground.

No matter how stupid the Xin family's servants were, they knew something was wrong. They all put away their surprised expressions and kowtowed to their ancestors on the ground, causing dust to fly on the ground.

The boy in the silk shirt worked especially hard. My grandfather never bowed down to the immortal master even when he saw him, because there were ten or eight of them in his family. But where does this young man come from? She just offended him, and not only did Grandfather bruise his face with blood, but he also wanted to beat himself to death without saying a word.

"I said before that I don't know whether troublesome actions will be good or bad for your Xin family. Good fortune and misfortune depend on each other, old man Xin, do you understand?" The young man stretched out his hand to pull up old man Xin and taught him like a teacher, with a tone of voice Very indifferent.

"Old Man Xin has failed to discipline him well. His descendants will collide with the True Immortal. They deserve to die. They deserve to die!" Old Man Xin did not dare to disobey. He stood up tremblingly, but still lowered his head and did not dare to look directly. He let the dripping sound flow. Drops of blood fell to the ground.

Originally, seeing that Old Man Xin had stood up, the other children of the Xin family were about to stand up, but the word "True Immortal" frightened them so much that their legs went limp and they all fell to the ground.

Especially the young man in the silk shirt, who immediately knew who he had provoked, and a stream of heat flowed out from his legs.

"You should get up too, you are smart, you came and hugged Old Man Xin, what? Are you not afraid of me?" He casually pointed at the head of the village who was still lying on the ground, and the head of the village suddenly felt a strong force on him, pulled him up, and hurriedly stood up, looking at the familiar face that had been engraved in his mind without daring to breathe.

"I have been worshipping the Immortal Master for the past hundred years. I gathered here half-public and half-privately. I have always felt resentful for my ignorant offense. I have been waiting here day and night, hoping that one day the Immortal Master will come and have the opportunity to apologize in person. I hope that the Immortal Master will punish me."

The head of the village was a person who had been educated, and at this time he respected Shi Yu more than he feared him. His words showed his meticulousness, which made Shi Yu look at him a few more times.

Nodding and putting the head of the village aside for the time being, Shi Yu waved his sleeves to stop the blood that was still dripping down the cheek of the old man Xin, and said coldly: "Old man Xin, you seem to have some knowledge, and you know that you are not disciplined. If you were not here today, would these little things rob me of my property and hang me up to beat me?"

Old man Xin was about to kneel down again after hearing this, but Shi Yu stopped him impatiently and continued: "You don't have to do this. I was wrong. How many people who claim to be knowledgeable, polite and righteous, have power one day , they can't resist the corruption and forget their original intentions, becoming a disaster that harms the people, not to mention your countryman. "

After a pause, Shi Yu sighed, looked around, and said with a little disappointment: "Alas~ Actually, I originally wanted to give these former servants to you. We have met several times, and I have a good impression of you."

"Ah!" Old man Xin exclaimed. He had guessed the origins of these servants and beasts. When he heard that Shi Yu was going to give them to him, his eyes lit up immediately.

Patting the head of the nine-tailed yellow ox, Shi Yu said again: "I have things to do and cannot take these burdens with me. I thought about finding a place for them to live in their old age. Unfortunately, you let me down."

The eyes of the old man Xin suddenly dimmed. He understood that this rapid rise had nothing to do with his Xin family.

"It is not a good thing for you or the people in this area to be the only one in power. I still thought too well. In the future, you don't have to worship me. I can't afford it." Shi Yu turned around and left slowly, and the servants and beasts followed one by one.

Without looking at the old man Xin again, the long figure in the sunset slowly disappeared at the end of the long road.

"I look forward to it day and night, but I look forward to such a result. You say, can we still survive for ten years..." The head of the village looked at the empty long road unwillingly and muttered to himself.

Old man Xin gently stroked the scabbed wound on his forehead, and then looked at the servant who was still kneeling on the ground. The young man in the silk shirt was alert and quickly lowered his head, looking around, with a well-behaved look.

"Alas, the Xin family's fortune has ended here, and I have troubled my in-laws." In an instant, as if he had aged a few dozen years, Old man Xin walked slowly into the Xin family mansion with a hunched back.