Ye Xingeng, who was closest to Liang Xiabin, had quick eyes and hands to support him, but before he could speak, Li Guanyin, who slowly woke up after some pushing on the palace acupuncture point under Ye Xie's care, said "Mr. sir" again sadly, and did not even use his hands and feet to get up. He climbed up to Liang Xiabin and snatched it from his arms.
"Dad!" Just as he got used to the majestic energy forcefully poured into his body, Liangchun opened his eyes and saw his father lying on the ground, with blood oozing out from his seven orifices. He was at a loss for a moment, fearing that this little girl would be frightened in a way that she had never experienced before. All made up.
Come to think of it, you have had no worries about food and clothing since you were a child, and your father loves your mother very much. How could you go through such things?
Although he has had a father who was not very popular in the village since he was young, fortunately, his father and mother love him very much, and his grandfather also cares about him. This has been a watershed moment for Liangchun in the past twenty years. A princess-like existence.
In the entire watershed, there was really no chance of her encountering such things.
But today, how could a person of her age be able to bear all these things since she went to Jie Yin Ping? We are obviously a family, didn't we say that we can solve it well? How come it turns into a fight to the death in the end? My father looked like he was about to die again, and a mouthful of plasma came out after he coughed. Why on earth was this?
Liangchun should understand, but she felt that she shouldn't understand. These things made her a little confused. She thought of many possibilities that could and could not happen, but she never expected that the final result would be so unsatisfactory and unacceptable.
"It's okay Guanyin, don't cry." Liang Xiabin forced his face, but a series of coughs caused a mouthful of blood to flow from the corner of his mouth, and his smile was indeed ugly.
"The red medicine is still there, why don't you act like a mother?" Liang Xiabin seemed to blame, but there was no annoyance in his tone.
"Red medicine."
Liangchun, who had been in a daze, looked at his father with blank eyes like a shadow puppet on a string. When he heard the scream, he stumbled forward and knelt down in front of his father who seemed to be in danger of being saved.
"Dad, do you feel hurt?" Liangchun spoke incoherently, not even knowing what he said or what to say.
"Aren't you awesome at Midnight Night? Can you save my dad? I beg you." As he spoke, Liangchun, who was already dizzy, kowtowed to Midnight Night.
"I beg you."
It's hard to imagine that this little girl could do such an extreme thing.
Li Guanyin just cried. Liang Xiake didn't have the strength to raise his hand to pull Liang Chun. He wanted to speak but couldn't stop coughing.
"I beg you."
Kowtow is like pounding medicine.
"Second Miss, aren't you far and wide? Can you please help my dad?" Liang Chun said madly, "You can't tell what's wrong with my dad just by hearing it. Please save him. I beg you to save my dad."
After hearing Ye San Geng's words "It's hopeless", the girl with blood oozing from her forehead went crazy and pushed Ye San Geng next to her to stagger.
"You are a liar!" Liangchun gritted his teeth, "You won't help my father!"
Ye Sangeng smiled bitterly as he stabilized his body, stood up and patted his clothes.
"You all get out of here!"
The roar was rumbling, causing some people on the ground to retreat.
In the middle of the night, I supported my sister who was feeling a little uncomfortable due to the sound wave shock, and heard my sister ask: "Is there any hope?"
Ye San Geng gave another wry smile, "We can't even find old man Lingxu to extend his life." Sighing, Ye San Geng looked helpless, "This is a life on credit from God."
"Hongyao, Hongyao must not be rude." Liang Xiabin managed to catch his breath, frowned and scolded, "Hurry up and apologize to the third young master and the second young lady, quickly!"
Liangchun just buried his head on the ground and cried, his fingers already digging into the bluestone.
"Second young lady and third young master, don't blame Hong Yao, we really spoiled you." Liang Gaobin apologized, stretched out his hand to lift Liang Chun up, his tone was full of fatherly love, "You are so old, how can you still be like this? say."
Even when a person is about to die, he insists on being so polite, which makes Ye San even more uncomfortable. He wants to say something but doesn't know what to say.
"Brothers in the village, listen to the order!" Liang Xiabin took a deep breath and let out another breathy sound, causing him to cough.
Liang Xiabin raised his hand to wipe the blood stains on his face carelessly. It seemed that just this movement was a bit difficult. The movement was quite slow, causing his expression to be slightly distorted.
"In the past few years, good servants have been expelling dissidents, abusing their confidants, and evil spirits in the stronghold, and have stirred up chaos in our watershed faction. Today, I send him to death in public and in private. I only hope that we and other children in the stronghold will remain united and will not be betrayed by good servants again." Back then, it was just empty talk to confuse the public.”
"We are all one family in the village, how can we distinguish between inside and outside?" Liang Hiabin glanced at everyone one by one and continued, "But there are always some people with high ambitions and low abilities who do not seek to be down-to-earth and try to seize power with a villain's heart. To this I Let the past be forgotten, I just hope that you can distinguish right from wrong and sincerely do your best for the future of our village."
Liang Xiabin looked specifically at Xia Ao, who was timid and dared not speak, and said, "I have noticed some people since I entered the village. They are clever in dealing with people, but they are unclear about right and wrong. They only want to do whatever they want with the power of their hands." Master, does that person know the old saying that the human heart is not as good as a snake swallowing an elephant? If you are a decent person, are you afraid that you will not be able to be as good as that person in the future?"
In fact, everyone outside Jingyinping knew who these words were speaking to, but now they were frightened by the devastating momentum just now. They all bowed their heads in respectful silence and did not dare to speak, thinking about the meaning of the good guest's words. , for fear that it would fall on him to make the statement clear.
If you become "some people" at this time, you will really become the target of public criticism.
Liang Gaobin changed the topic and said: "In recent years, I have also seen the things that some young men have done in the village. I just want to give you a piece of advice. As long as you stop being naughty in the future, you will be able to In the stronghold, even if one person is inferior to ten thousand people, why not?"
Liang Xiabin's turn of carrots and sticks was so fast that everyone on the platform was caught off guard. They looked at the weak man on the platform who was being supported with fear.
It has to be said that he is the deputy head of the village after all, and the way he treats people like a good guest is evident.
"Everyone, from now on, I will leave my water village to you." Liang Xiabin exhaled a breath and sighed sadly, "I hope all brothers will unite and help me divide the watershed and carry it forward!"
Liang Xiabin smiled miserably. He knew that he didn't have much time, and now it was just a flashback.
How can the power of heaven and earth be so easy to deal with? Compared with the vastness of the sky, human power is not as good as an ant. How can such a small body carry such a vast wilderness?
It's just a trade-off of life and credit for time.
Killing his brother and regaining his power is just a matter of gritting his teeth and holding on to a mouthful of blood that will not allow him to fall down.
If you survive, you will be happy in public and private life, but if you cannot survive, you will be stigmatized and your wife and children will be implicated.
"Starting from now on, I hope that everyone will work together to support our water village and stop forming gangs. Those who disobey the order will have such a stone!"
As he finished speaking, he raised his hand, and a burst of awe-inspiring energy spurted out, and a huge rock five or six feet away that couldn't be hugged by two people exploded.
This sudden movement shocked everyone, and this last words also made Liang Chunfeng on the side widen his eyes in shock, and even made Li Guanyin, who had cultivated as an equal in the past twenty years, look dull.
"Dad, you...what do you mean?" Liangchun was stunned.
"It's yours, sooner or later it will be yours." Liang Xiabin's eyes showed deep meaning, he coughed again, and said softly, "No one can take it away."
Turning to look at Liang Chun, Liang Xiabin smiled sadly and said, "I didn't have the pleasure of drinking with the third young master."
When he raised his hand, two large wine jars that had not been affected by the strong wind and waves came in from the air. He must have used up his last strength to push Li Guanyin away and hugged him, "Give me a ride?"
"good."
Silent throughout the night, he reached out to take the wine jar, opened the mud seal, and said, "I've been waiting for you for eighteen years."
He raised his head and drank wine like it was flying.
"Happy!" Regardless of the congestion in his chest, Liang Xiabin raised his head and took a sip, but he coughed violently. He sat unsteadily on the ground and pushed away Li Guanyin and Liang Chun who came to support him. He did not get up and held the wine in his hand. On the altar, he suppressed a mouthful of dirty blood and said with a loud smile, "Today's drinking requires singing. Don't worry about the pain and joy tomorrow. Second Miss, open your mouth and sing a song."
He looked like a scoundrel, and all the depression he had suppressed for more than ten years was gone. The good guest still looked as rude and heroic as he did twenty years ago when he robbed houses and cut off the streets.
But in the middle of the night, he suddenly became proud, sat on the ground, turned around and said: "The night is far away, there is a shortage of people to cook wine, and a shortage of people to sing."
"Ka." But Ye Xiayou tapped the wooden box with his hand lightly on the ground, "Today I knock the box and sing loudly, and in the next life I will cook wine for you."
"The morning rain and dust in Weicheng are light, and the guest house is green and the willows are new. I advise you to drink another glass of wine. There will be no old friends when you leave Yangguan in the west."
It is the last stack of Yangguan songs.
"I am sorry to Shang and Shen. The gold is hurting my mind, and I can't help feeling resentful towards Jing.
Looking forward to returning to the soul, looking forward to returning to the soul, when will I see you return to the dust.
It's hard to get rid of the hatred for drinking thousands of bottles of wine, this hatred is endless.
Sad, the blue water falls deeper than the sea, and the blue birds are also faint.
The love is deep, the love is the deepest, and the affection is even deeper. Whoever can bear it will bear it.
After a long separation, who recognizes the lovesickness between the two places, and who tells the truth. "
Liang Xiabin held the wine jar and swayed to the beat, looking past the midnight watch, towards the blurry green hills outside Jieyinping, and towards the faint sun on Jieyinping.
"I heard the third young master reciting a poem by the second young lady early in the morning, and I was very moved. Liang is not talented, and he doesn't have much ink in his stomach. He is moved by the scene, and I hope the second young lady will comment on it."
"One loud song and one loud voice attract people to my home.
If you ride the breeze to the end of the world, your life will be just a flash in the pan. "
"You're showing off your embarrassment, Miss. Don't make fun of me." Liang Xiabin raised his head and took two sips of wine. This time, he didn't cough again, but the look in his eyes dimmed a bit. "It's not as good as the second lady's green mountains and clouds."
"Third Young Master, come home. Who wouldn't want to have children after being away from home for so many years?"
Liang Xiabin's eyes dimmed a little more, and his eyes became a little wandering.
"When I die, Hongyao, take good care of the stockade. You must be more careful and more careful, and don't let our century-old foundation be destroyed in my hands." Liang Gaobin ordered, but he just said it to Liang Chun, but stared at Ye San Even.
"When your grandfather comes out of confinement, you have to explain this matter clearly. If he blames me for being extreme, he will throw my bones into the river." As if he felt that what he said was ridiculous, Liang Xiabin wanted to laugh, but he coughed again.
Li Guanyin just caressed his chest, sobbing.
"The power of Heaven cannot be borrowed." Liang Xiabin sighed.
"Third Young Master, please help Hongyao."
Midnight nodded.
"Guanyin, Hongyao will have to rely on herself from now on. As a father, I finally took care of her once, but it is also the last time."
"Guanyin, don't bother getting up early to cook medicine every day, just sleep more."
"Guanyin, there is something I haven't had time to tell you. You sing Fish Buddha, but you are absolutely Guanyin."
"Guanyin, stop crying. This is retribution for offending Guanyin."
"I have no regrets when I kidnapped you twenty years ago."
"It's just that I can't see Guanyin from now on."
The dark clouds dispersed, but Jieyinping was still dark.
"Ms. sir!"
"father!"
What a sound wave, it stirred up chaos.
I laugh at how chaotic the world is, with green mountains and clouds. Stealing three glasses of wine from the world of mortals is the most real thing.
If you really make a big fuss, you might as well go back from now on.
