Lu Jiangxian had been familiar with it for several months, completely absorbing the power of jade, and had already been able to use the illusion tips recorded in the "Taiyin Breathing and Nurturing Wheel 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 stupid, maybe this mirror is very high, but he Lu Jiangxian is really an immortal cultivator.
At this time, he not only had to make up some life experience, but also answered the doubts of the Li family.
Fortunately, now his consciousness covers the entire Li family, sleeping on weekdays, and watching TV series when he wakes up, which is quite comfortable.
Only the occasional breath flying over Gu Li Dao would wake Lu Jiang Xian awakened, making his heart tremble, feeling those majestic or light auras, silently shrinking his consciousness into a ball.
Although the Li family supplemented Lu Jiang's immortal brain into some immortal artifact magic book, he still had a good idea of his combat effectiveness - the second layer of fetal breath was the bottom of the Chengming Wheel, and the fourth layer of fetal breath was considered to be the sky.
Comparing himself with those breaths that were so majestic that Lu Jiangxian shrank in the mirror and felt like a thorn in his back, he still felt that he could be a little more cautious, and he would talk about it for one hundred and eighty years.
"It's just that why are there refugees coming on the Guli Road..." he said to himself in confusion.
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Li Changhu led a group of villagers holding torches, pitchforks, hoes and other tools, standing at the entrance of the village and confronting a group of ragged refugees.
Li Changhu took time to practice, but saw a tenant of the Li family hurriedly reporting that a group of refugees had come to the entrance of the village.
"Refugees?"
The last refugee Li Changhu met was more than three years ago, a group of people surnamed Chen who had turned over from Meichi Mountain. In recent years, the climate has been good, and the Meichi River is good at nourishing people, so there may not be any people who can't survive in the upper and lower river basins.
"They claim to be from Guli Road." When the tenant saw Li Changhu, he seemed to have found the backbone and replied respectfully.
"How is that possible..."
Li Changhu thought for a few breaths, waved his hand, walked out the door, and spoke:
"My father has already fallen asleep, so don't bother him, call Uncle Uedian and Uncle Ren, let's go take a look."
When Li Changhu walked to the entrance of the village, Liu Linfeng, the head of the Liu family, another large family in Lijing Village, was already waiting at the entrance of the village with dry cigarettes in his mouth.
"Changhu is coming."
"Uncle."
Li Changhu also nodded, Liu Linfeng is the biological brother of his mother Liu Linyun, when Li Mutian killed the Dahu Yuan family and divided the fields, Liu Linfeng's father fell in love with this young man at a glance, and married Liu Linyun against the consensus and married the Li family.
Li Changhu and Liu Linfeng led people to shout to the refugees three times, and the refugees finally pushed out a middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man clasped his hands and looked at the two of them with a wry smile and said:
"I was originally the person in charge of the caravan on the Xia Li Road, the Wu State in the south captured Jingxia City, and the entire Xia Li Road was full of swords and soldiers, chickens and dogs were restless, I was robbed on the road, and I escaped among the refugees.
"This section of the ancient Li Road has been in disrepair for a long time, and beasts are rampant, so why are you waiting for this?"
Liu Linfeng asked suspiciously.
"Many people have died, and the elderly and children have all died." The middle-aged man smiled bitterly.
The representatives of the two big families were inquiring about each other's details, and the old man Xu in the crowd was holding a woven grass cricket in one hand and a hoe in the other, squinting at the refugees.
Hearing that Li Changhu was also coming, Old Man Xu hurriedly took the grass crickets he had made a few days ago and prepared to take them to the unborn child in Ren's belly.
Now he was attracted by a young man among the refugees, who was dressed in rags, with a wrap of animal skins around his waist, and his eyes were staring at Li Changhu and Liu Linfeng like flames.
"These eyes are so familiar." Old man Xu touched his pale beard, but couldn't remember where he had seen him.
"Everyone, listen to me!"
Liu Linfeng called 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 to cultivate, if you are willing, my Liu family can provide you with food and utensils this year, and the reclaimed land will be counted as my Liu family renting to everyone, and only 30% of the rent will be collected."
Li Changhu, as a junior, stood half a step behind Liu Linfeng and also promised:
"My Li family is too."
When the young man among the refugees heard this, he turned his head abruptly and stared at Li Changhu's face, his eyes stared at him for a few seconds like flames, and then he hung his head quickly and contentedly.
Old man Xu spent a lot of effort to squeeze into the front of the crowd and look at the refugees carefully, but he couldn't find the young man.
Turning his head, the young man had already squeezed into the front position among the refugees, only a few positions away from the position where Li Changhu and Liu Linfeng were standing.
The middle-aged man who was standing beside the two of them glanced at him and wondered in his heart:
"What a sharp eye, are there such people among the refugees? I ate and lived together for three months, and I have never seen this person."
"You can drink and eat meat, get married and have children in Lijing Village, but you must not steal or commit adultery......"
He watched the young man fly out, knelt down in front of Liu Linfeng, and whimpered and cried.
"The villain's whole family was attacked by swordsmen, and only the villain escaped alone, and traveled thousands of miles to meet two adults to take him in, and the villain is grateful! How dare you do those shameless things here!"
He cried so sadly, and the refugees behind him also aroused sadness, and they cried loudly, crying all over the place for a while, and Liu Linfeng couldn't help but be moved.
Old man Xu looked at the young man's kneeling ankle, the scarred left foot protruding from the tattered trouser leg, and several black moles were distributed on the ankle joint.
A sense of familiarity appeared in his mind, and he blushed as if he was drunk, staring at the young man vigilantly.
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 suddenly returned to that afternoon more than twenty years ago.
He Lao Xu was still a tenant in the Yuan family, the golden rice fields were undulating in the autumn wind, the woman came to the field with her child in her arms, he bowed and said auspicious words flatteringly:
"Looking at this mole on the child's foot, he must be able to do great things!"
"Slow down!!"
Old man Xu straightened his waist that had been bowing for more than 20 years, raised his head and stared angrily.
"Slow down!"
But he heard a voice not far away, drinking in unison with him.
It turned out to be the middle-aged man elected by the refugee, who was looking at the young man's face with a suspicious expression and opened his mouth to stop him.
Before the two finished speaking, the young man had suddenly raised his head, and Li Changhu met those eyes unpreparedly.
Those fierce and sharp, beast-like eyes.