Li Yesheng died his father last year, and the family's land and property belonged to his eldest son.
After that, there was nothing to do for the next three days, wandering around the village and the mountains, and even more unscrupulously molesting and steasing.
Pity the younger brother Li Yesheng, who is obviously the same age as Li Xiangping, Li Xiangping has been studying with his teacher in the village since he was a child, but he Li Yesheng is lonely and hungry and cold.
A teenage child who lost his father and had to herd ducks and watch cattle for others every day, if it weren't for Li Mutian's family helping him all the time, he would have starved to death at home.
Li Yesheng didn't care about his life or death, his heart was always itchy when he was idle, watching Li Changhu's family go in and out of the green brick compound, and he went crazy with jealousy.
"Everyone is surnamed Li, why are you your legitimate and my concubine, why did you buy fertile land and build a high courtyard! But a big family in the village, what style do you learn to build a compound? It's like how many treasures are there in the courtyard!"
He suddenly straightened up, and suddenly remembered the nervous expressions of several people and the knife in Li Mutian's hand at night a few years ago.
"Li Mutian has a baby......"
Li Yesheng was holding dog tail grass in his mouth, looking at Li Changhu who was smiling and talking to the tenants on the field, and felt secretly unhappy.
"Didn't you just throw a good tire?"
After taking a nap in the shade of the trees for a while, seeing that the night was getting dark, Li Yesheng spat out the dogtail grass in his mouth, rolled up his trouser legs, and quietly sneaked into the Li family compound.
After walking around the yard, Li Yesheng didn't even see a crack in the wall, and after pulling it a few times on the wall, it was also built flat and smooth, and it was probably difficult to turn over.
"Dog thing."
Li Yesheng spat on the wall, became ruthless, and ran towards the back mountain.
"I don't believe you can put up a cover on the roof."
Dali Mountain twists and turns, and the back mountain of Lijing Village is only one of the peaks.
Crossing the back mountain to the south is Meichi Peak, and further south to the bottom of the mountain is Jingyang Village.
Li Yesheng pushed aside the bushes, climbed along the path for half a quarter of an hour, found a place in the mountain that stood out and had a wide view, and bent down to look at the small courtyard at the foot of the mountain.
He rubbed his eyes, and saw several figures swaying vaguely, as if they were sitting cross-legged, and some figures were walking around holding bluestones, not knowing what they were doing.
"I heard that there is a stone lock in the courtyard of this thing, could it be that Li Mutian learned Laozi's martial arts tactics outside and secretly taught those things."
Li Yesheng looked up at the sky, the mountains were already gloomy, the bright moon was obscured by dark clouds, the earth was black, and even the figures gradually became invisible.
It was getting late, the tall apes in the mountains howled, the jackals howled, and the cool breeze passed under Li Yesheng's pants, freezing him so much that he clamped his legs and sat on the big rock.
"It's quite evil."
Li Yesheng sat for another half a quarter of an hour, freezing water and snot, and silently arranged the rumors in his heart to spread in the village:
What kind of ancestral treasure, he Li Yesheng also belongs to the Li family, why can't he get a share? If it was martial arts tactics, he would be too lazy to practice, and he would be able to live a lot of days if he sold it for money.
Looking down at the courtyard, there was no one left, and Li Yesheng didn't care, so he tightened his cuffs and stood up to go home.
"Oh my God!"
Unexpectedly, when he turned his head, he saw a figure standing quietly on the mountain trail, which frightened Li Ye to fart and urine, and crawled back into the back of the big bluestone.
Looking at it tremblingly, this man had beautiful eyebrows and eyes, looking at himself with low eyebrows, and it turned out to be his cousin Li Xiangping.
Li Yesheng's eyes widened, he put on a domineering posture, and was about to have an attack, but he saw Li Xiangping pinching a trick in his hand.
"What?"
A bright golden awn appeared in front of his eyes, a sharp pain in his throat, and the world in front of him was spinning.
Li Yesheng's head suddenly flew up and landed heavily on the mountain trail, his remaining consciousness looked at the cold smile on Li Xiangping's face suspiciously, only to feel that this cousin was unprecedentedly strange.
The headless corpse hiding behind the stone was bleeding from the neck, and the hot blood stained the bluestone, dirt road, and dead leaves, flowing all the way to Li Xiangping's feet.
Taking a step back in disgust, Li Xiangping watched Li Yesheng's body fall, thought for a while, and then pinched the spell to cast a spell, summoning a golden awn.
He crouched down and sliced his corpse into large pieces in proper proportions, so that the beasts that smelled at night could be taken to different parts of the mountains.
After doing all this, Li Xiangping stood up and looked around, there were already a lot of green eyes in the shadows between the forests, Li Xiangping clapped his hands and said in a low voice:
"Everyone, take your time."
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Li family.
Li Changhu woke up from meditation, but his two younger brothers were gone, and the huge backyard was so quiet that only the sound of insects remained. He was puzzled in his heart, and hurriedly strode to the main courtyard, and then saw Li Tongya.
Looking at Li Tongya, who was sitting at the wooden table flipping through the formulas, Li Changhu asked with some doubts:
"Why don't you see Xiang Ping."
"Wash your hands and go."
Li Tongya slowly rolled up the wooden slip, looked at the eldest brother and spoke.
"Tongya, are you ready to condense the Xuanjing Wheel?" Li Changhu pressed his hands on the wooden table and asked with a little envy.
"In a few days, eighty-one rays of moonlight can be condensed, I am far inferior to Chijing, I always feel that I have to wait a little longer and prepare for a few more days."
Li Tongya smiled and took a small piece of white cloth, wrapped it vigorously on the wooden slip a few times, and tied a slipknot.
"Big brother, which of the four of us do you think is most like your father?" Li Tongya suddenly spoke, staring at his eldest brother Li Changhu very seriously.
"Naturally, it's you."
Li Changhu blurted out, then stunned, found a place to sit down, and continued with a smile:
"I am too generous, Xiang Ping is too active, and Chijing is too shy, but you Li Tongya are calm and calm, and you are the most like him."
"Hahaha."
Li Tongya laughed a few times, waved his hand and said seriously:
"Big brother, don't praise me, in my opinion, among our four brothers, Xiang Ping is the most like him."
"Why?" Li Changhu looked at his brother suspiciously.
Li Tongya slowly spoke:
"When I was a child, when I was playing in the courtyard, my father once said: When I first killed, or my ears were ringing and my head was hot, I was in a dilemma, or I was trembling and majestic, I couldn't do it myself, or I couldn't stop roaring, and I didn't know what heaven and earth were."
"Only he Li Mutian killed people for the first time, put away his knife and drank, and talked and laughed freely. After saying that, he laughed and was very proud."
"Xiang Ping is most like his father."
Li Tongya lowered his voice and leaned in Li Changhu's ear and said softly:
"It's because he's cruel enough."