When Lu Jiangxian was offered back to the stone platform, he silently swept the surroundings of the courtyard with his consciousness, and looked at Li Mutian, who slowly walked into the courtyard and closed his eyes against the door frame to pant, and suddenly felt a lot of emotion in his heart.
"So it's been so long."
On the day Li Xiangping picked up the Dharma book from the river, Li Mutian was still a solemn patriarch with a solemn expression and vicissitudes of life but powerful, but now he is an old man who is too old to walk and is over seventy years old.
Nearly twenty years had passed in a trance, and about a month had passed in his perception, and the Li family had gained a firm foothold and became a new immortal cultivation family.
Li Mutian in front of him was weakening day by day, and the rapid growth of the Li family seemed to have blown out a breath of residual air in his chest, which had now reached the end of his life.
Under the probation of Lu Jiangxian's divine consciousness, he could clearly see the disappearance of Li Mutian's vitality, and he had not survived the past few days.
Li Mutian sat peacefully by the door, his solemn expression all day long had a bit of a smile, looking at Li Xuanfeng who was chattering with a bow in front of him, his throat shook slightly, and he gave the first order that he had not asked for more than ten years.
Li Mutian said:
"Master wants to eat mutton powder."
Li Xuanfeng was stunned for a while, and then listened to Li Mutian speak again:
"Your grandfather really wants to eat mutton noodles."
Li Xuanfeng responded, hurriedly running out without looking back, his uncle's strange way of speaking left a huge shadow-like worry in his heart, his words did not seem like an order, but with a pleading, which made him, who had always been intelligent, shudder.
"Aye wants to eat mutton powder!"
Li Xuanfeng's words made Ren stunned, looking at the tears flowing from the child's face, she quickly called a few women in the family, patted Li Xuanfeng on the shoulder, and whispered with a secret sense of instruction:
"Call your father back."
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The hot mutton powder is sprinkled with some chopped green onions, and the crystal vermicelli is flashing with oil stars, fragrant.
The bowl was the bowl that Li Mutian had used for 31 years, and the gap was the mouth that the young Li Xiangping knocked out, and he was also severely beaten because of it, causing him to scream in pain, and walked around Li Mutian for several days.
The sour and soft noodles and the strong aroma of the mutton soup made his limbs tremble, and the taste made him cry bitterly, recalling the bowl of mutton noodles that his father Li Genshui personally cooked for him.
The bowl of mutton powder was far less delicious than this bowl, with less vinegar, more spiciness, and insufficient soup, but both his mother and Li Mutian understood that his father was apologizing, but he still dropped the bowl and ran away from home, and it was twenty-eight years.
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 dog, a scoundrel born of his wife and a wolf.
Twenty-eight years later, Li Mutian returned home, and his father died at the hands of the Yuan family.
The memories only traveled through Li Mutian's mind for more than a dozen breaths, because he only took a bite of the noodles and fell straight.
Li Mutian felt a piece of charcoal pierce into his chest, burning his flesh and skin creaking, and steel knives rolled in his belly, with intense pain from head to toe.
Charcoal jumped from his chest into his mouth, his tongue and his throat all became dry, his hands and feet all stiffened, turning into iron and stiffening to the point where the surrounding female relatives could not help him.
"Uncle! Uncle!"
Li Mutian vaguely heard Li Xuanling's crying, this child is Li Tongya's eldest son, although he is only five years old, he is already extremely calm, the same as Ya'er when he was a child.
He was a little anxious and stroked his tongue vigorously, trying to make some sounds to prove that he was fine, but he could only make a few whining dog barking sounds.
"Move to bed! Move to bed!"
Ren cried with tears, she had just sent away her father Ren Ping'an a few years ago, and seeing that the old man was about to die, she knew that she couldn't let the old man die on this cold ground, so she hurriedly called for several people to help the old man up.
"Where's my mother?"
Tian Yun asked hurriedly, and then he learned that Li Mutian's wife, everyone's mother, Liu, had just gone down the mountain to leave her parents' house some time ago.
Lu Jiangxian in the backyard saw that he was in a complicated mood, and quickly used a meditation technique, and released the power of Yuehua to hang his life for the old man.
"This is the end of life."
Lu Jiangxian felt Li Mutian's aura gradually weakening, Li Xiangping and Li Tongya finally entered the courtyard, followed by Li Xuanfeng with tears behind him.
Li Tongya held Li Mutian's hand with a worried expression, and the mana at the peak of fetal breath slowly passed into Li Mutian's body, Li Mutian's whole body trembled, he exhaled deeply, and finally opened his eyes.
"Xiang Ping... Tong Ya..."
Li Mutian muttered, his eyes wandered around the people around him, his mouth opened and closed, and he said something very low.
Li Tongya quickly leaned down with tears in his eyes, and heard Li Mutian muttering:
"Chen, Xu, Liu...... All the families are deeply rooted in the village, and they are recalled to Lijing Village and upgraded the village to a town, so they don't have to worry about them sitting in the ......."
"Father... You rest first, and then talk about it when it's better......"
Li Xiangping choked up and dissuaded, Li Mutian looked at him and shook his head, and spat out the words hard:
"There are many domineering people among the children of the Li family, and a clan leader must be set up to control more...... The four direct lineages are set as the main sect, the rest of the Li surnames are the small sects, and the further away are the branches, which circulate up and down, you can do it yourself..."
"Xuanxuan can run a house, you need to wait for him to take care of him, Xuan Feng is wild and intelligent, but you have to prevent him from indulging in killing, Xuanling is steady and calm, he can do things...... Jing Tian... There is beauty... Beware of disasters... The harm of mountains is far greater...... Be careful!"
Li Mutian's voice became quieter and quieter, Li Xiangping also approached him with tears in his eyes, watching the old man suddenly raise his hand and grab his wrist, the force did not look like a dying person at all, a trace of ruthlessness appeared in his dying eyes, writhing on the couch, the voice in his mouth suddenly became louder, gritted his teeth and said:
"If necessary...... All four villages and lands can be abandoned...... Don't learn from the ten thousand families...... My Li family only needs to escape a... All can... Accomplish... thing..."
Li Xiangping burst into tears and said fiercely:
"Father... The children all remember!"
Li Mutian suddenly let go of his hand, and he was out of breath for a while, and everyone suddenly cried bitterly, but the old man's eyes were still staring straight at the bowl of mutton powder on the table next to him.
The soup was full, sour and spicy, and still steaming.