"Harm, Brother Xiang Ping."
Li Xiangping walked back with the basket on his back, and a girl walked from a distance, the girl's face was round, her facial features were very ordinary, and her full smile added a lot of charm to her eyebrows and eyes.
"Geimei"
Li Xiangping looked at the girl with a smile, turned around and handed over the basket of fish
"Look at the good fish my brother caught, you have to go back and try a few."
"This is unacceptable."
Tian Yun smiled and lowered her head, the girl developed early, she was already eleven this year and was already taller than the thirteen-year-old Li Xiangping.
Men and women in Lijing Village got married at the age of thirteen or fifteen, and only two of them were the most suitable age among the same generation.
"No, take it!" Forced two fish into Tian Yun's hands, Li Xiangping didn't think too much, Uncle Tian was the kindest among the villagers, he liked it the most, and he naturally had to take care of his daughter when he met him.
After bidding farewell to Tian Yun, Li Xiangping hurriedly walked into the house and put the basket into the small pond. He thought for a while, took out the mirror, rubbed it on it, stuffed it into his arms, picked up the three wooden boxes on the table and went to the field.
There, his two older brothers were doing farm work with his father.
The Li family has four brothers, namely Li Changhu, Li Tongya, Li Xiangping, Li Chijing, in Daya Village, when talking about the four brothers of the Li family, none of them did not give a thumbs up, Tian Yun's father said enviously every time he talked about these four brothers: "Li Mutian is really blessed!"
As the only person in Daya Village who has traveled far away, Li Mutian watched his children busy in the fields and was in pain.
"A good man should study and be a soldier, and he is a scoundrel in the field!" He pointed at Uncle Tian and scolded.
Li Mutian served in the army, killed people, and returned to Changchi Village in his forties to buy land with military pay and became a wealthy family, he was the most dissatisfied.
Li Xiangping arrived at the field, the eldest brother Li Changhu was already waiting in the shade of the trees, he was the eldest, seventeen years old, he already had a beard on his mouth.
"Third brother, walk slowly, don't rush."
Li Changhu smiled and touched Li Xiangping's head, looking at him gently.
"I heard Uncle Tian say that you have gained a lot today."
"Too much, brother!" Li Xiangping laughed: "Tonight is a good meal!"
"You."
Li Changhu wiped his sweat, picked up a wooden box and shouted to the field
"Second brother—"
"Come on!" The second brother Li Tongya walked over quickly with a hoe, he sat down first and called out to Li Changhu big brother, and then looked at Li Xiangping with a smile.
"You eat, I can go back." Li Xiangping was busy all morning, but he was so hungry that he panicked and hurried home.
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When Lu Jiangxian was in Li Xiangping's basket, he felt an inexplicable pull attracting him, and as he got closer and closer to the Li family, this feeling became stronger and stronger.
Passing by the big locust tree at the entrance of the village, this attraction reached its peak when he walked into the village, Lu Jiangxian felt chest tightness and shortness of breath, the mirror body in the basket was trembling slightly, and the mirror was shining with red light.
"It's a part of me, or something that is important to me." Lu Jiangxian had a kind of understanding in his heart.
"In the north! The direction of that big lake!" As Li Xiangping slowly moved away from the entrance of the village, this attraction slowly disappeared, and Lu Jiangxian secretly wrote down this direction in his heart.
Following Li Xiangping around the village, combined with his own perceptual psychological activities and observation of the target's movements and tone, Lu Jiangxian could basically understand what everyone he saw was saying.
He found that this seemed to be an ordinary small village, there were no martial arts masters flying over the walls, and he didn't see any immortal cultivators flying around.
People work at sunrise and rest at sunset, and the tools used and the size of the fields are not surprising.
"This place really seems to be an ordinary small village, and the best house is just a two-story civil structure house......" Lu Jiangxian thought, if there were immortal cultivators, they wouldn't live in a small earthen house, right?
"Strong power will bring great productivity, and the small village in front of us is too backward."
He already had a rough idea in his heart, and his future plans slowly had a framework.
The Li family was particularly busy tonight, with his mother and two younger brothers busy washing vegetables and cooking.
Li Xiangping returned with a full load, and his younger brother Li Chijing quietly caught a nest of fat voles in the grain bag while picking mulberries and raising silkworms in the back mountain.
When I was fourteen or fifteen years old, I was growing up, and a few dishes on the table basically entered the stomachs of several people.
Li Mutian only tasted a chopstick, and his mother Liu Linyun also looked at the four brothers with a smile, only the big yellow dog was anxious under the table, shuttling between the legs of the six people.
After dinner.
The moon slowly climbed up Dali Mountain, Li Xiangping leaned under the corner with a long barnyard in his mouth, and his father Li Mutian frowned and looked at the sky, as if looking for something.
"That's right, Dad." Li Xiangping patted his father's trouser hem and took out the mirror from his arms.
"I picked up this thing in the river early in the morning."
"Huh." Li Mutian took the mirror and squinted his eyes and looked at it over and over again
"It's not iron or copper, what's a good thing?"
The cold moon slowly fell in front of the house, as if it had come to life, converging above the mirror little by little, forming a faint moon halo, Li Xiangping couldn't help rubbing his eyes, as if the most beautiful moonlight he had seen in thirteen years appeared on that moon halo.
"Dad!" Li Xiangping whispered.
"Shut up!" Li Mutian was shocked, forced himself to take his eyes off the moon halo, his hands trembled continuously, he stuffed the mirror into Li Xiangping's arms, and said in his ear:
"Hide in and ask your brothers to bring out the knife."
Li Xiangping saw such a fierce killing intent on his father's face for the first time, and his eyes narrowed slightly, like an eagle ready to go.
"Yes..."
His voice trembled, his legs went weak, and he moved into the door little by little.
The night was still good, and Li Xiangping pushed open the door.
"Brother... My father said to take the guy to the door quickly." Li Xiangping was about to cry, and he trembled and whispered to the two brothers leaning on the bedside.
"What?!"
Li Changhu stood up in shock, supported Li Xiangping with both hands, and looked at him with concern, "Is there a big problem with my father? What do you say?"
The second brother Li Tongya turned over and took out two knives from under the bed, then took off the rattan robe and long stick hanging on the wall, looked out the window gloomy, and said in a low voice:
"It must be an enemy coming to the door." He handed over the long knife and rattan clothes, held the long stick in his hand, and patted Li Changhu.
"Brother, you don't need to ask anymore. Third brother, you take your mother and fourth brother to hide in the backyard."
"Okay."
Li Xiangping hurriedly went to find his mother, and Li Changhu quickly calmed down, put on his rattan clothes, and walked towards the door with a knife.
Outdoors.
Li Mutian was standing at the door, quietly looking at the melon field in front of the house, and when the two boys stood behind him, he waved his hand and took the long knife.
"You two are on the left and right to probe the front and back of the house to make sure there is no one around." The two of them quickly responded and went to investigate left and right.
Li Mutian himself had already walked to the melon field in front of the house generously, bent down and lifted it, and actually fished out a person from the melon field.