Every time the wind blew, the sand and dust outside the village would be thrown high into the sky. When the wind stopped, it would fall back to the ground. Sometimes, some things were like this, going back and forth, over and over again.
Ye Banxian looked at the village not far away and kept calculating. Her eyes rolled back and forth. After a while, she opened her eyes and turned to the person behind her." Lord Marquis, it seems that there are only a few days left. The Lu family is quite fast."
The rough-looking man had been sitting cross-legged on the carriage with his eyes closed. When he heard this, he suddenly opened his eyes and stared at the village not far away.
"Good words can't persuade a damn ghost. At most, we'll die together! I've already made plans for this!”Li Pingluo said fiercely.
"By the way, how's the Lin family? Has the third daughter of the Lin family appeared?”He suddenly thought of something and asked the person beside him.
"Manor Head, the food in the Lin Family's carriages is almost sold out. They were all sold at half the lowest price. As for the Lin family's Third Miss, he had not seen her yet.”
"Humph! He didn't know the severity of the matter. What time was it now? He still had the time to care about this matter.”
"Ping Luo, I think we should distribute the food outside! With so many people coming and going, some commoners did not even have dry rations to escape.”Ye Changning pitied the victims.
"Okay, Brother Yuanding, I'll leave this matter to you! We don't need to keep too much, we're not going to leave too much anyway.。。”
"How can you say that? Sigh!"
Ye Chang Ning saw that Li Pingluo had made up his mind to stop this disaster from erupting even if he had to die. He could not help but sigh.
When the other people present heard the Manor Head say this, a hint of sadness appeared on their faces. A young man with a Vajra Umbrella on his back was standing on the mud wall. When he heard Li Pingluo's words, a hint of melancholy flashed across his eyes. He shook his head, moved his ears, and fixed his eyes on the village.
Suddenly, he heard a muffled sound. His eyes narrowed as he pondered. Then, he jumped off the wall and walked toward Li Pingluo.
"Manor Head, there's movement!"
The few of them made up their minds and their expressions immediately became solemn. Ye Chang Ning looked in the direction of the village in disbelief. He turned around and asked the young man,"You, you didn't hear wrongly?"”
"Taoist priest, you must be joking. My ears have been trained since I was three years old, and it has been twenty years since then. Unless I manage to find a way, the movements at this distance will not escape my ears.”
"Could this be Brother Ping Luo's favorite disciple and right-hand man?”Ye Chang Ning saw that this person had an extraordinary appearance and an imposing manner. Facing all the doubts, he answered them calmly. He shouldn't be an ordinary person.
"That's right! This is our attraction! It was a pity that Guan Yu was not around. Otherwise, it would have saved him a lot of trouble.”Seeing that the other party had asked, Li Pingluo explained everything.
"Everyone, here, I, Li Pingluo, will make my last words. I swear to death that I won't let this ancient plains suffer again. I implore all of you to lend me a hand.”As the Manor Head, he was approachable. He cupped his fists and begged everyone. When the others saw this, they were filled with grief and indignation. They gripped their weapons tightly and shouted in unison,"We are willing to share the great responsibility with the Manor Head."”
Instantly, the wind neighed and horses neighed, and people's hearts surged. His fighting spirit was high, and he was determined to die.
Ma shi pulled the reins and whipped forward. The rest of the carriages moved along with the sound, forming a black stream of cars that moved forward. Li Pingluo jumped onto the carriage in front and pointed at the village not far away. The crowd followed suit.
However, just as he crossed the wall that was a few meters high, he was blocked by a group of men in black. Li Pingluo took a closer look and saw a flag embroidered with the word 'Lin' in the middle of the road. One of them cupped his fists and held it, as if he was waiting for Li Pingluo to arrive.
Before he could open his mouth, he spoke out politely,"Lord Marquis, the second son of the Lin family greets you."”
Li Pingluo glanced at him with contempt when he saw the man's actions. He turned his head and waited for him to continue. At this time, the convoy behind him stopped obediently. They were just waiting for the person in the middle of the road to give them an explanation.
This person saw that the other party did not give an answer, which was within his expectations. He then explained,"Lord Marquis, you and I also know." Although the loud sound just now was very powerful, it was still very powerful. However, he was helpless against the first door.”
"So, it's useless for us to go in now. It might even worsen the situation, so the second brother of the Lin family earnestly requested the Marquis to get out of the car and have a drink or two to chat about family matters. Only by waiting for the right time to enter could this disaster be quelled.”
"Second Brother of the Lin family, it's fine that you speak like a scholar. He didn't even give her a reason to reject him. Do you think I, Li Pingluo, am a fool? Who knows what your sister is up to in the village? Can you stop hiding your family's matters? Speak! What do you want?" Li Pingluo listened to the man's long and calm speech, but he still got some clues from it. After he finished speaking, Ting Feng continued," Everyone in the industry knows that your Lin family has taboos and can't use the power of the Eight Trigrams. Don't tell me you're still thinking about that this time?”
"Brother Tingfeng is right. We have nothing to hide. It was nothing more than working hard to see if he could gather the power to recreate the Eight Trigrams. However, this had nothing to do with this matter. I hope everyone can forgive me.”
"Alright, I'll drink with you." After thinking for a moment, Li Pingluo resolutely jumped out of the car and told everyone to rest first.
When the second brother of the Lin family saw this, he waved his hand behind him. Then, he brought the wine jars and wine bowls to the two of them.
Just as he filled his cup, the second brother of the Lin family wanted to say again.
However, a gust of wind suddenly blew from the side of the road. The strong wind carried the sand and weeds, blowing straight at everyone's faces, causing them to take two steps back. However, the two of them were not affected. They held their breaths and focused their minds. They circulated their dantian and stretched out their other hands to push their palms towards the gust of wind. Their palms seemed to be filled with energy as they diverted the wind palm.
However, the matter was far from over. Waves of yellow wind blew towards the village walls. In the midst of the wind, they suddenly heard a huge explosion. The two of them immediately looked at each other, and their expressions turned solemn.
The second brother of the Lin family was speechless. Li Pingluo drank the wine in his bowl in one gulp, then called the people behind him and rushed to the village gate. Only the Lin family members were left. They did not know what to do and looked at the person holding the wine bowl. The man slowly took a sip of wine, smacked his lips, and sighed helplessly.”
Originally, the gap between the rich and the poor in the village was not big, but as time passed, some people with other surnames settled here. Their family background was not as thick as others, so naturally, the gap was widened.
Some rich families had a whole piece of bluestone under the high threshold. This family was not bad. Although the bluestone was pieced together, it was still considered decent. Song Zhong and his good buddy Da Kuan had to go to the back of the mountain to get it back. The clan leader said! If you want to marry a woman from our clan, even if she's from a branch family, you have to be dignified.
A girl in her late teens sat quietly on the stone steps, holding the two heads that the foreigner had given her. Her big watery eyes looked at the two ends of the street from time to time.
There were fewer people in the village, and most of the remaining people went to the ancestral hall. The whole place was quiet. Li Qing was thinking about her Brother Song. At this moment, she seemed to have thought of something. The corners of her eyes gradually became moist, and her nose slowly became sour. She subconsciously buried her head in her legs, but suddenly she heard footsteps. Before she could look up, she heard a clear voice calling out to her. "Qing-er, what are you doing here?”
A woman of the same age wearing a purplish red coat and dark gray pants slowly walked over. Seeing Li Qing squatting on the ground, he walked up to her and wiped her head, asking softly.
"Sister Jiu 'er, you haven't left this place yet!”Li Qing saw that the person knew him, so she wiped her tears and answered with her nose in her pocket.
"No, I still have something to do. I was just about to go!”
"Are you going to the ancestral hall?" Qing 'er looked around with her big watery eyes and pursed her lips as she asked Jiu' er.
"Yes, that's right. What's wrong?"
"Then bring me there! When Brother Song left, he didn't eat for a day. I'll send this can over.”
"Canned food!" Jiu 'er said in surprise. As she spoke, Li Qing handed the canned food in his hand to Jiu' er. Jiu 'er looked at it and frowned.
"This! Where are you from?"
"A foreigner gave it to me. It seems to be a foreigner, right?”Li Qing replied obediently.
"Foreigners? Not good! Qing 'er, tell me where that person went."”Jiu 'er seemed to have thought of something and pulled Li Qing up. The two of them pulled him and ran forward.
Lycan, Lycan Francis. His own country was still at war, but he had traveled across the ocean and painstakingly came to China. There was an ancient Chinese proverb that said, one should not wake up early without benefits. He also had secrets on him!
However, one could never know a person's heart from their appearance. At this moment, he was chatting enthusiastically with the commoners who were walking towards the ancestral hall. He distributed the biscuits he had with him to these hungry and cold people and quickly established a relationship with them. He asked his fellow villagers in English mixed with Chinese,"Fellow villagers, what are you going to do?"”
"Eh? A foreigner like you can still speak a few sentences of Chinese!”The sallow and emaciated fellow held a biscuit tightly in his hand. He carefully took a bite and put it in his pocket. Hearing Laiken's question, he smiled honestly.
"Us! He's going to our ancestral hall for a meeting!"
"Meeting? Your village is quite big, and the ancestral hall is also so big, but why are there so few people?”Lyken looked around as he walked. However, when he saw the size of the village, Lyken was puzzled.
"Ah, this! Our village! The most common surname is Lu. My surname is Lu! "Almost all the other people with foreign surnames have left, leaving only our original surnames. Also, that ancestral hall is also ours, the Lu family's ancestral hall. In this day and age, nothing was as close as blood ties! Look at those people with other surnames. Other than those who really couldn't leave, almost all of them left. It's useless no matter how our old chief tries to persuade him! Some people were no longer around. At first, they still helped, but these days, the famine had lasted too long.”the fellow villager said.
"Oh, then if you don't leave, there's nothing we can do, right?”Laiken seemed to understand. He checked the camera in his hand and asked his fellow villager.
"Hey! Our clan leader has already said that there is a way! Let me tell you…" The fellow villager seemed to have opened his mouth and was about to chat with the person who gave him the biscuits. However, the team in front of him heard someone stop and heard that person say," Uncle, uncle! Why are you telling everyone else everything?!"
When the person who was stopped saw that someone was reminding him, he suddenly froze for a moment. As if he had thought of something, he waved his hand at the person and said," Good, good, heavy." Uncle won't say anything else!"
Then, the group gradually became silent. Lyken was also very tactful and did not ask any more questions.
Slowly, the crowd made many turns, walked through the wide streets, and passed through the narrow corridors. The field of vision in front of him widened, and a magnificent scene gradually appeared in Lyken's eyes.
Under the dim yellow sky, an ancestral hall with black tiles and green bricks sat in the center. People from all directions walked towards it. Lyken couldn't help but say,"This is magnificent!”
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