West of Xishan Village, this place is located in the back mountain of Xishan. It was originally a place used by martial arts monks from Xishan Village to practice magic. At this time, there are dozens of young monks who are busy coming and going here. From time to time, people are seen on the ground. They worked hard to dig holes, and some carried them on their shoulders and buried many large tools into the ground.
These people are all monks of the third generation of the Yang family. Starting yesterday, Yang Junshan will all the Yang family members who are over twelve years old and under thirty years old, regardless of their cultivation level, regardless of whether they are a branch of the main line or a branch of the Yang family. All the men and women gathered together, and no one in the whole clan dared to disobey Yang Junshan's order.
At this time, Yang Junshan was hanging high in the air, and everyone on the ground was under his gaze. Yang Qianhai and Yang Baoliang were holding the drawings given to them by Yang Junshan, and drew outlines on the ground from time to time. At different positions, he then directed others to dig holes. The size, shape and depth of the holes dug at different positions were also different, and the array equipment placed inside were also very different.
Although Yang Qianhai and Yang Baoliang belong to the side branches of the Yang clan, looking at the dozens of third-generation Yang clan members at this time, only two of them have reached the warrior realm. Therefore, although they are two side branches The clansmen were commanding everyone to move around. Although many clansmen were unwilling to do so, no one dared to speak out.
Among the entire third-generation monks of the Yang family, only four of them, Yang Junshan, Yang Junping, Yang Qianhai and Yang Baoliang, can advance to the martial arts realm. There are many others who have reached the fifth level of the mortal realm, which can be revealed. There is no one in the last window of the martial arts realm, especially none of the third-generation monks from the main lineage relatives of the old house in Qingshi Town, that is, Yang Junshan's cousins. No wonder The Yang family’s old house in Qingshi Town is declining day by day.
Yang Junxian and Yang Junmin were shoveling the soil on the ground with shovels in their hands. Compared with the people around them, the two brothers were obviously absent-minded. No one from the tribe next to them dared to remind them.
Yang Junmin fiercely kicked up the soil in the shovel. When the breeze blew, most of the soil in the shovel turned into dust and was blown everywhere. Many tribesmen glared at him.
"What are you looking at!" Yang Junmin glared back fiercely.
"Okay, why bother with them? Why don't you save some energy and come down!" Yang Junxian's shovel only shoveled some soil on the land and threw it out every time. It looked like he was working, but in fact he shoveled ten shovels. The dirt can't keep up with someone else's shovel.
Yang Junmin raised the shovel in his hand fiercely and was about to drop it. However, he stopped abruptly in the middle of the hand. He raised his head and glanced at the figure hanging in the air in the distance. In the end, he still did not dare to lift the shovel. Throwing away the shovel in his hand, he shoveled a shovelful of soil on the ground and threw it away.
"Brother, when did we do this at our old house in Qingshi Town?"
Yang Junxian glanced at Yang Juncheng, Yang Junshi, and Yang Junyan who were not far away, and said: "We have to bow our heads under the eaves now. We are like phoenixes that have lost their feathers, not as good as chickens!"
Seeing the look in his eldest brother's eyes, Yang Junmin also said quickly: "Isn't that right? Back in the old house in Qingshi Town, we were the main lineage of the Yang family. When did we do these menial jobs? Fifth brother and eighth brother, don't you think so?"
Yang Juncheng and Yang Junshi raised their heads and smiled, then continued to work.
Seeing that the two brothers were silent, Yang Junmin cursed secretly. Yang Junxian next to him sighed and said: "I have said it before, we are under the roof. Xishan Village is not Qingshi Town. Now we are." The third uncle is the head of the family. The main line of the Yang family is only the third uncle's family. Even the people who once followed the third uncle have now followed the chickens and dogs to heaven. Look at Yang Qianhai and Yang Bao.
With their arrogance and arrogance, did our brothers in Qingshi Town put them in our eyes? I see, we will all be reduced to side rooms in the future. "
Yang Junmin also said angrily: "Looking at these two people, I get angry. When will the people from the side branches be able to boss around the people of the main lineage? Brother Five and Brother Eight, let's not do it anymore. Let's talk to Third Uncle for reasoning." Go, if Third Uncle doesn't care about this, let's go back to Qingshi Town. In Qingshi Town, we are the masters, but here we can only be the grandsons!"
Having said that, Yang Junmin made a move to leave, but brothers Yang Juncheng and Yang Junshi still just smiled and kept working on their hands, which made Yang Junmin awkwardly walk aside.
"Brother Six, forget it, let's move from Qingshi Town to Xishan Village. To be honest, it would be great if Third Uncle can take us in. Don't forget, this Xishan Village is the family business that Third Uncle earned from scratch." It’s an ugly thing to say. If Uncle San still regrets leaving Qingshi Town, we can only stay in Qingshi Town and wait for death!”
To the surprise of brothers Yang Junxian and Yang Junmin, it was the seventh child, Yang Junyan, who spoke.
"Hey, Lao Qi, I don't notice it on weekdays. You are quite courageous. How can you speak here?"
Yang Junyan's face turned red and he said loudly: "I'm just telling the truth. I don't want to hear it. We are actually desperate. The whole family has defected to the third uncle. The third uncle ignores the past grudges and distributes the daily monthly money as usual. He still takes our money." When the clan members look at you, Second Brother and Sixth Brother, you two are gossiping here, don’t you feel guilty?”
Yang Junxian's face turned red and he snorted without saying a word. Yang Junmin became a little angry and cursed: "Old Qi, what do you fucking mortals know? You have no right to speak here!"
Yang Jun Yanniu also got angry and said: "I can't practice, but the third uncle's monthly money has never been less than mine. At least the third uncle treats everyone equally! And you ask yourself, which one is better, the cultivation conditions in Xishan Village or Qingshi Town? Every month. How much is the jade coin issued? How long will it take for you to get the cultivation pills issued by the family in Qingshi Town? You must be a conscientious person and have the courage to accept these things in the first place!
Yang Junmin also argued: "Why don't I receive it? I am a relative of the main line of the Yang family, so of course I need it? And when I was in Qingshi Town, I could receive the monthly practice routine without doing anything, and it may not be as good as before." There are fewer of them now. It’s not like now, where the monthly payment depends on the family contribution, and you have to work with the people in these side houses!”
Hearing this, Yang Junxian quickly tried to pull Yang Junmin's clothes, but Yang Junmin was so emotional that he ignored him at all. Yang Junyan on the side sneered: "Of course, your brothers' routines are of course higher. Not only are they higher than other tribesmen, but they are also higher than others." The cousins of the main lineage are all taller. Needless to say, why is it? Isn’t it just to flatter the Wang family? In that case, why don’t you stay in Qingshi Town and continue to honor the Wang family? Why did you come to Xishan to seek refuge? Third uncle? Humph, your family is one of the main culprits for why the Yang family in Qingshi Town is here!”
Yang Junmin suddenly found that the surrounding tribesmen were looking at him, as if everyone's eyes were filled with a trace of contempt.
"Yang Junyan, you are looking for death. Don't think that you are a mortal and I am not as knowledgeable as you. Today I want you to have a taste of your brother and my magical methods!"
Yang Junmin roared and grabbed the air with both hands, trying to lift Yang Junyan up.