Li Pingyi heard a burst of crying in the lake, he took a few steps and saw a little boy sitting outside the door, crying with moist eyelashes, the sun shining on the side of his face, looking quite cute, Li Pingyi took a step forward, and heard a childish voice coming out of his mouth.
"Brother Xiu......"
The boy raised his eyelashes and turned his head to look at him, and Li Pingyi heard himself swearing:
"I'm sad if you die."
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"Hmm."
Mo Hu's vision gradually became clearer, Li Pingyi finally woke up from the dream, feeling that his whole body was in terrible pain, his mouth was bitter and astringent, full of the smell of blood, his chest was broken, and his legs were also numb, most of them were also broken.
He squirmed on the bed a few times, and finally found a person sitting quietly next to the bed, with a dark face, like a stone statue, just sitting quietly like that, looking at him.
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"Father......"
Li Pingyi spat out two words, Li Xiewen's expression did not fluctuate at all, he just looked at him quietly, neither happy nor sad.
"What about my hands..."
Li Pingyi's mind was gloomy, everything was confused, and he screamed in a hoarse voice.
"No."
Li Xiewen finally moved his throat and quietly spat out two words.
Li Pingyi seemed to have been slapped and breathed for a while, and all the memories finally came to his heart, the orbs, thunder and fire, and the collapsed house, Li Pingyi suddenly wriggled violently and shouted:
"Young family head?!"
Li Xiewen's throat moved, and he spat out two words again.
"No."
Li Pingyi was like a chicken that was suddenly stuck in his throat, he clucked twice, tears flowed down his cheeks like bursts, he said:
"No."
Li Xie Wen looked at him quietly, watching Li Pingyi go from silent tears to howling, and then from crying to cursing, and finally stopped abruptly.
Because Li Xiewen slapped him.
"Snap."
Li Xiewen backhanded his other cheek again, making him dizzy, and reached out to touch his neck, Li Pingyi wriggled on the bed for a while, crying:
"Father, I still have unfinished business."
Li Xiewen looked at him coldly, Li Pingyi was wriggling on the bed, looking around, and finally saw the half of the burnt wooden slip at the head of the bed, stopped tears, and said in a low voice:
"The young family head asked me to hand over this book to Master Yuanyun, trouble my father."
Li Xie Wen hesitated, and finally dropped two hot tears, and said in a hoarse voice:
"The orb was offered by you."
"It's a child."
Li Pingyi spat out three words from between his teeth, and was softened like a crest beam being pulled away, Li Xiewen was in tears and said hoarsely:
"You have been worry-free since you were a child, smart and clever, and have a good degree of advance and retreat.
"Your father has been stupid since he was a child, if it weren't for the good relationship with Brother Xuanxuan, and the younger brothers were not up to the task, this position would not be my turn."
Li Xiewen burst into tears and continued:
"Later, when you were born, those two black eyes stared at me, and I thought, this child will be a material for doing things in the future, better than me, better than me."
Li Pingyi on the bed was full of his father's tears, bitter and astringent, he moved twice, tears couldn't stop flowing down, crying:
"Father... I'm sorry."
Li Xiewen wiped away his tears, patted his eldest son, gritted his teeth and said:
"But Xiu'er is dead... Li Yuanxiu is dead! That's Li Yuanxiu! The young head of the Li family! He is the eldest son of the Li family, and it was your grandfather who handed it over to me, and I gave you the mission! You know!"
Li Pingyi closed his eyes and replied:
"Father, I know."
Li Xiewen stood up slowly, put the burnt wooden slip into his sleeve, stared at his eldest son's face for a while, then flicked his sleeves, walked out of the room, and closed the door for him.
Li Pingyi was dazzled by the dazzling sunlight brought by the opening of the door, his eyes were crystal clear, and as his father left, he closed the door, and the room fell into deep darkness again.
The dim lights in front of the eucalyptus jumped, but they were too far away from Li Pingyi to see the surrounding scene clearly.
He squinted his eyes for a while, and found that his eyes were injured by lightning, and his left eye could hardly see, so he stared with his right eye for a while, only to find that under his feet was a wooden barrel, made of wood from the mountain, and the surrounding edge was carefully wrapped with iron sheets, tied firmly, and not a drop of water leaked out.
This is a basin of blood, it seems to have been left by Li Xiewen when he wiped his body before, fishy and smelly, a gray rag floating on the water, like a dead fish.
"Not bad."
Li Pingyi estimated the distance, moved the angle with the leg that was not broken, took a few deep breaths, relieved the pain caused by the pressure of turning over and touched the broken bone, and kicked hard.
"Plop!"
He plunged straight into the bucket, the blood just covered his chest, and a large amount of blood poured into his mouth.
The area between his nose became sweeter and sweeter, Li Pingyi began to cough in a series of coughs, making a gurgling sound in the water, convulsing and inhaling the blood, while coughing it up violently, his body stiffened and tensed, and the urine brought by the rigidity soaked his robe.
Li Pingyi's eyes flashed with a beam of light, he vaguely saw his father Li Xiewen's face, his mother's face, and Li Yuanxiu's face, flashing in front of him one by one, and a thought appeared in his mind.
"It's worth it to see each other before I die."
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Li Xiewen outside the door closed his eyes, his hands were clenched white, tears flowed uncontrollably, and he heard the grunt sound inside disappear, and then he made a few syllables like a convulsion and slowly fell to the ground.
He lay on the ground for a while, unable to tell which side was Liang and which side was the ground, and his head moved dizzyly, and there was a pair of leather boots in front of him.
Li Xie Wen raised his head and saw a face that was seven points similar to Li Yuanxiu, but the corners of his eyes were more slender and his expression was more fierce, staring straight at his face, and whispering:
"Uncle Xie Wen, where is Li Pingyi?"
Li Xiewen straightened up and said in a low voice:
"I have seen Master Yuanjiao, Li Pingyi saw the young master die, and his heart was in pain, so he went together."
After saying that, he didn't look at Li Yuanjiao's shocked expression, took out half of the burnt wooden slip from his arms, offered it with both hands, and said in a deep voice:
"This item was entrusted by the young family head and should be handed over to Master Yuanyun, Li Pingyi is the only one who can't rest assured about this matter, and has already handed it over to his subordinates!"