Chapter 162 Correcting the Atmosphere

"Who are they? Have you caught them all?"

Li Yuanxiu walked out of the yard and asked in a low voice. Li Pingyi replied:

"We caught them red-handed. Excluding those with other surnames, there are six people with the surname Li. Five of them are the descendants of our ancestors' concubine brothers, and one...one is my uncle."

After Li Pingyi finished saying this, he felt ashamed and his heart tightened with fear.

The ancestor naturally refers to Li Mutian, and Li Pingyi's uncle refers to Li Xiewen's brothers, that is, Li Yesheng's eldest sons. There were still people who controlled Li Yesheng during his lifetime, and they endured it for several years after his death. Xie Wen was busy with his affairs, but he finally let them get out of the trap.

"oh."

"Brother, I'll go with you!"

Li Yuanjiao muttered a few words and followed Li Yuanxiu down the mountain. Li Yuanxiu walked in front and whispered a few words in Li Pingyi's ear. When he saw that he went down in response, several people led him to the courtyard.

A group of people gathered in front of the courtyard. The clan soldiers surrounded the courtyard tightly. Li Xiewen stood in front of the courtyard with an ugly face. When he saw Li Yuanxiu, he cupped his hands and said:

"I've met the young master."

"Uncle Wen, there is no need to be polite."

Li Yuanxiu agreed and entered the courtyard with him. He saw that everything was in a mess. The ground was covered with crumbs of melons and fruits. They were not allowed to stay. More than a dozen men were pinned to the ground topless. His uncle Li Qiuyang was holding his hands. Stand aside.

"I've met my clan uncle."

"Young Master!"

Li Qiuyang's temples turned white, he cupped his hands in response, huddled in the corner and stopped talking.

Li Yuanxiu looked around and saw that everyone had different expressions. Li Xiewen was ashamed, Li Qiuyang was calm, and the townspeople were angry and fearful. They were all confused, and their eyes were poking at Li Yuanxiu.

His concubine brothers, whom he had not seen since they were six years old, were looking down at him in the crowd, like silent wolves. Li Yuanjiao stood beside him and stared back coldly.

Li Yuanxiu didn't meet much with his brothers at the foot of the mountain. These three brothers had no spiritual skills and read a lot of books. They did not focus their struggle on Li Yuanxiu.

Everyone knew that Li Xuanxuan just asked Li Yuanxiu to take care of the family affairs, so as not to be deceived by the people below. Li Yuanxiu is an immortal, and he will go to the mountains after all. There are four towns in Lijing and three towns in Huaqian. They are scattered There are more than a dozen villages in the village. Some towns are extremely rich and can often come into contact with immortals. Some towns are barren and cannot get a trace of oil and water for several years. They are each on guard against the other and are eyeing certain positions.

Looking away, Li Yuanxiu looked at the people in front of him and said coldly:

"Who opened the gambling den!"

The eyes of the group of people drifted to one person. The person staggered out and knelt down. He was a monk with a foreign surname. He was in his thirties and was still breathing in the Xuanjing Wheel.

Li Yuanxiu stepped forward without saying a word, and drew his sword as fast as thunder. The gray-black Xuanshui sword light on it was strong, and his body and head were separated with one strike of the sword. The man's head rolled on the ground for a while, his throat buzzed, and he was still there. murmured:

"Young Master, spare your life!"

The crowd shouted and took half a step back. Li Yuanxiu turned sideways to avoid the gushing blood. The group was stunned and cried out after seeing what happened.

While everyone was still hesitating and shouting, Li Pingyi had already brought someone up with a pot of boiling oil. Several clan soldiers looked at each other, held down the thrashing group, and supported their hands.

"Gambling disease is the disease at hand."

Li Yuanxiu said coldly, Li Pingyi and others had already poured oil on the hands of these gamblers, and blood bubbles came out one by one. The group cried out in pain, and Li Yuanxiu said:

"Everyone with your pants down, stand up for me!"

Li Qiuyang, who was silent in the corner, raised his head, and with a slight hook of his finger, he pulled out several big men. Even the clan soldiers couldn't hold them down, and they staggered forward a few steps. Li Yuanxiu naturally knew that it was Li Qiuyang who made the move. Voice:

"Splash again!"

Suddenly the aroma of barbecue wafted away, and those people saw that they could no longer keep their hands. Li Yuanxiu turned to everyone and said:

"The clan's main courtyard is in charge of the rules set by our ancestors. No prostitution, gambling, or adultery. These two rules are not allowed to be touched by my direct lineage or the branches of my small sect. Don't think that you can't control whoever you are waiting for at the foot of the mountain. Just Thinking of ruining the atmosphere of the Li family!"

There was silence everywhere. Li Yuanxiu saw that several of his concubine brothers had lowered their heads and no longer looked at him, so he whispered:

"Call someone to heal them."

After saying that, he led the people out of the courtyard. The people on both sides separated and lowered their heads timidly, not daring to look at him. Li Pingyi was secretly happy and stepped forward and said:

"Young Patriarch, now I can shut up those uncle clan elders who often comment on your lack of decisiveness!"

"Don't worry about them."

Li Yuanxiu shook his head, walked on the dark night street, and replied:

"These people just want to transfer more power to manage the seven towns from the master family and Uncle Xie Wen to their sons and nephews. They are just making up casual gossip. Once this matter is over, those who talk about me are too cruel. Not suitable for running a household.”

"The struggle for power itself is a mess of dirty water. If you throw shit at me and I throw shit at you, whoever wins in the end will count."

Li Yuanxiu said casually, touched Li Yuanjiao's head and said seriously:

"Our opponents have never been the small differences within these families, but the Yu family, the An family, and the surrounding families who are eyeing us."

Li Yuanjiao nodded, followed him, thought for a few moments, and said in a concentrated voice:

"Brother, I'm afraid some of them will hate you, or I'll send someone to kill them all."

"They are relatives after all."

Li Yuanxiu shook his head and whispered:

"My family is already sparsely populated. What can a few mortals with a bad reputation do? Naturally, there are people from the clan's main courtyard keeping an eye on us. It doesn't have to be like this."

Li Yuanjiao could only nod his head and said coldly:

"It's just that your brothers and I have very scary eyes."

"them."

Li Yuanxiu also sighed slightly. Li Pingyi behind him consciously took half a step back, his eyes wandering back and forth, as if he was in a daze. Li Yuanxiu glanced at him and replied:

"It's just that they don't have a spiritual body. None of them is a fuel-efficient lamp. After all, they come from the same father, but they don't have a spiritual body. They are inevitably jealous of you and me, but they also know the right and wrong. As long as they are here, the foreigners can't make any trouble. "

"My little brother understands."

Li Yuanjiao nodded thoughtfully, and the two of them went up the mountain together, looking at the dim night at the bottom of the mountain and smiling at each other. Li Yuanjiao's black robes fluttered in the night, complementing Li Yuanxiu's pure white cloak. He didn't feel much fatherly love since he was a child, but he felt a strong love from his elder brother. He said with a smile:

"Brother! You are much better than father!"

Li Pingyi behind him wanted to cover his ears. Li Yuanxiu gave Li Yuanjiao a hard look and said seriously:

"What are you talking about! My father is the most tired among all the elders. He has nothing to be proud of in his life, and he has to do things against his own temperament day after day. At the age of thirty-four, he is already full of gray hair. There will inevitably be some things you don’t take into account, so you have to be considerate of your father."

"Um."

Li Yuanjiao responded with a smile, pulled the corner of his clothes and said with a smile:

"Brother, one day our Li family will definitely defeat the Yu family and the An family in your hands. If you and I work together, we are much stronger than some Yu Mu Gao Yu Muxian!"

Li Yuanxiu laughed and touched his head, his eyes filled with smiles and hope. The two of them looked at the moonlight and walked without saying a word.