"Brother Yan."
As soon as Yan Shou followed Li Genmiao out a few steps, Long Feicheng called him worriedly.
Yan Shou nodded to reassure Long Feicheng, and Long Feicheng shouted to Li Genmiao: "You stinky opera singer, if you dare to do harm to our Brother Yan, I will burn your poor village down." Got it!"
"The sentence for arson is not light!" Li Genmiao said with a smile, "If I want to kill you, why should I wait until now?"
Only then did Long Feicheng give in and watched the two of them leave.
The two of them came to another courtyard, which was very simple and crudely furnished.
Li Genmiao introduced: "This is my ancestral home."
"Ancestral home?"
Yan Shouyi was surprised. Li Genmiao's mother, Zhang Suqing, was from the south, and his father, Li Chongxi, was a native of Chang'an. He should have no connection with the north.
Where does the theory of ancestral home come from?
"This should be the first time we have met alone. You must have many questions," Li Genmiao pointed to the chair and said, "Sit down, I will warm the wine, and we can chat while drinking."
As Li Genmiao said, if he wanted to kill someone, he would have done it long ago.
So Yan Shouyi felt that there was no need to be on guard. He sat down openly. Li Genmiao took out some charcoal, rice wine, and snacks such as red dates and walnuts from the house. He lit a fire on the stove in the yard and then quietly Warm the wine quietly.
Across the courtyard wall and fence, Yan Shou heard the sound of Brother Yang playing with his daughter. The father and daughter seemed to be having a snowball fight.
Li Genmiao also heard it, so he used this incident to start a conversation:
"Actually, this village was abandoned many years ago. Later I came back and rebuilt the village with the homeless preachers of the folk sect. It was named Taoyuan Village, which means a paradise. It is also the ideal country in my heart. .”
"I can't tell that you have such a side... What is your purpose of rebuilding the village?"
Yan Shouyi didn't want to be so aggressive, but based on his understanding of Li Genmiao, it was difficult not to doubt Li Genmiao's purpose.
Li Genmiao was not angry. He spread his hands and said, "What purpose can I have? You have also seen the appearance of the villagers when they saw me, as well as the wise ghost and his daughter. Although I am more vicious outside, I am famous, but everything I do is just for the successors of folk sects all over the world, to protect the poor people all over the world and make them happy, have you heard? All the villagers came here voluntarily."
He smiled and added: "Speaking of which, we are doing the same thing, your Folklore Research Association and my Taoyuan Village, your ideals and mine... This is also the reason why I chose you as my successor. one."
"unlucky."
Yan Shouyi expressed his disgust without politeness.
"Hahahahaha!"
Li Genmiao was amused, and he asked curiously: "Isn't your inner demon already sealed in the Maha Tower? Why do you still speak so aggressively?"
Yan Shouyi sighed, Li Genmiao was too well informed.
It seems that Hanshan Temple also has Li Genmiao's eyes.
It has to be said that Li Genmiao's method of manipulating people's hearts is so clever. The depth of his city is something Yan Shouyi thinks he cannot see through.
However, there are some things that Yan Shouyi can see through.
He said calmly: "The so-called Taoyuan Village and the ideal state in your imagination are just illusions created by you. Those villagers are not willing to stay here."
"Oh? Why did you say that?" Li Genmiao asked with interest, while pouring a glass of warm wine for Yan Shouyi.
Yan Shou took a sip of warm wine and said:
"Since Brother Yang's daughter has recovered from her illness, why don't you send her back to your hometown to study instead of leaving her in this freezing mountain village?"
Li Genmiao just wanted to use Brother Yang's daughter to contain Brother Yang and make him willingly work for him.
Li Genmiao grinned and inhaled, patting her thigh, acquiescing to what Yan Shouyi said.
"You need to use different methods to treat different people," he defended himself. "In history, most of the benevolent and righteous people did not end well. Only a tycoon like me who knows how to exploit people's hearts can survive to the end."
"You really want to leave your name in history." Yan Shouyi sneered.
Li Genmiao stretched out a finger and shook it left and right in front of Yan Shouyi: "You are wrong about this. I am not doing this to leave a name in history, but to keep the folk sect alive for a long time. For this, I can sacrifice my Everything, including life.”
"Don't talk about using any means so high-sounding. Why didn't I see you sacrifice your life? Oh... you sacrificed the lives of others." Yan Shouyi mocked.
Li Genmiao sighed and seemed to have decided to give up convincing Yan Shouyi to understand him.
He took a sip of rice wine and said leisurely: "Although we have many differences in ideas, you are the son of Yan Chou after all. This is inevitable and I can understand it. Do you know why I chose you to be my heir? ?”
Yan Shouyi remained silent.
Li Genmiao's self-question and answer really surprised Yan Shou: "In addition to one more important reason, what I think is that if my uprising fails, it proves that my method will not work, but the new The members of the Xuanshan Sect cannot die with me, so I want to entrust them to you, and then you will use your own methods to lead them to realize our common ideals."
This answer really surprised Yan Shouyi.
But after calming down, he only felt ridiculous. Li Genmiao and this group of people had done so many evil things.
Although everyone is a descendant of a folk sect, their behavior style has completely divided everyone into two types of people.
Otherwise, Uncle Zou, Lao Tianshi, the head of Lu Jing... wouldn't they all die in vain?
"It can be seen that you have no interest in this matter, so let's move on to the next topic."
Li Genmiao picked up the wine glass and wanted to have a drink with Yan Shou, but Yan Shou was unmoved. Li Genmiao could only say: "Do you want to hear about your mother?"
A few seconds later, Yan Shouyi picked up the wine glass and reluctantly toasted to Li Genmiao.
Li Genmiao smiled and drank the rice wine in one gulp to show her sincerity.
As soon as Yan Shou finished drinking, he tipped the glass upside down. Next, he wanted to talk quietly and didn't want to drink.
Li Genmiao didn't care and poured herself a glass of wine. At the same time, it started to snow lightly in the sky.
Snowflakes fluttered, fell into the warm wine glass, and melted instantly.
Li Genmiao's expression was a little different from usual, as if she was talking about an old friend:
"Do you know what your mother's name is?"
"How could you not know?" Yan Shouyi snorted coldly and replied in his heart: My mother's name is Jiang Qingxue.
He has been chanting this name in his mind for more than 20 years. Every lonely and helpless night, his mother will come to his dream to comfort him and give him the courage to tide over the difficulties.
It's a pity that Yan Shouyi has never met his mother.
