Lu Li followed Lai Fu back to his home, and to his utter surprise, it turned out to be the same house that Xiao Lu'er had lived in before.

However, times have changed, and four hundred years have passed. It is no longer the same as it used to be.

The house is still quite simple, but it's much better than when he and Xiaolu'er lived there.

Lu Li was moved by the scene and momentarily lost in thought. Looking at everything before him, it was as if he had returned to the past.

"Brother Lu, I'm hungry..."

Leif's family was extremely poor. The landlords had taken all the fertile land, and the family didn't even have any stored grain. No wonder they were so thin and emaciated.

"Gurgle~" Leif's stomach rumbled, and he looked at Lu Li somewhat awkwardly.

“Master, your family is poor... and you have nothing to offer.”

Lu Li smiled, but then he realized that he didn't feel hungry after waking up this time.

In the past, after suffering serious injuries, Fusu would feel extremely hungry and be able to eat a lot of food.

But this time, four hundred years have passed, and he still doesn't feel hungry at all.

"Are you hungry?" Lu Li asked.

Leifu nodded shyly, and Lu Li instantly recalled the time when he first met Xiao Lu'er, feeling a surge of emotions.

"Master?" Leifu called out, and Lu Li immediately reacted.

Lu Li smiled, patted Leifu's head, and then saw several pigeons perched on a tree not far away.

He extended his index and middle fingers, raised his hand, and unleashed a burst of sword energy.

Three pigeons in the distance were shot down instantly. Leif's eyes widened immediately. Sword energy! Truly an immortal!

"Go and retrieve the pigeons."

Leifu dashed out to retrieve the pigeons. When Leifu returned with the pigeons, he found that Lu Li had already started boiling water.

"Go and start a fire, we'll roast two pigeons and make a pigeon soup."

This kid is so pitiful. He's small and weak, and I bet he's never had a proper meal.

"Yes, Master!" Leifu immediately ran to start a fire.

Soon, the delicious aroma of meat wafted out, and at that moment, Leif was extremely moved; he could finally eat meat!

After a long period of busy work, Lu Li brought out a bowl of pigeon soup that smelled of meat and handed it to Lai Fu.

Leif took a sip, and although there was no seasoning, he found it delicious.

He had forgotten how many years it had been since he had tasted meat, and at that moment he felt extremely satisfied.

"Master, please have a sip too," Leifu said.

Lu Li shook his head. "You drink it, I don't need it."

Lu Li watched as Leifu wolfed down his food, and a smile involuntarily crept onto his lips.

"By the way, why were you beaten by those people? And why was your grave dug up?" Lu Li asked curiously.

Leif sighed and then replied, "The village is too poor. They are forced into this situation and are almost starving."

“We have guarded these three tombs for generations, so they thought there must be treasures inside and wanted to take them out to exchange for money.”

Lu Li immediately nodded, understanding why he had been beaten. Lai Fu was indeed a good boy.

"Then why did you try to stop them?" Lu Li asked knowingly.

Leifu licked his lips, let out a burp, and said, "There has always been a clan rule in the village, established by our ancestor Zhang Liang. If you have the ability, leave the village, establish a moral compass for heaven and earth, establish a destiny for the people, continue the lost learning of the sages, and create peace for all generations!"

"Those who lack the ability should stay in the village and guard these three graves for generations!"

"I have no ability to begin with. If I can't even follow the instructions of my ancestors, what face do I have to call myself a descendant of the Sage of Strategy?"

When Lu Li heard what Leifu said, he was taken aback. He hadn't expected that this kid would have some backbone.

However, he was also surprised by the ancestral precepts established by Zhang Liang. As expected of his junior brother, he was still concerned about the safety of the people. Such a magnanimous heart was truly rare.

However, Lu Li was also very puzzled. His junior brother had been cultivating in Taoism all along, and he could sense that his junior brother had no intention of leaving the mountain.

For some reason, he still became one of the three heroes of the early Han Dynasty.

"Then do you know who the founding emperor of the Han Dynasty was?"

Laifu nodded and quickly said, "Of course I know, it's Emperor Gaozu Liu Bang!"

Lu Li was instantly struck as if by lightning, his whole body stiffened, and a huge panic swept over him, causing him to involuntarily take several steps back.

"How is that possible?!"

"Master, what's wrong?" Leifu asked worriedly.

Lu Li took a deep breath and fell silent.

Those two bolts of lightning back then, even Xiang Yu had a very small chance of surviving, so how could Liu Bang possibly have survived?

He exerted all his strength, using himself as bait to lure the Heavenly Dao into the game.

In the end, the Qin Dynasty still perished. Most importantly, why didn't Liu Bang die?

Could a person chosen by Heaven possibly resist heavenly lightning? Impossible, absolutely impossible!

However, Leif was just an ordinary poor man, and he knew very little.

To understand all of this, Lu Li had to find the answers himself.

How did the Qin Dynasty fall? And how did Liu Bang survive and become the founding emperor of the Han Dynasty?

"Leford, let me take you away from here."

"Huh? Where to?"

"Go to a wider place," Leif asked. Lu Li paused slightly, then calmly replied, "Go to a wider place."

A wider world... Leif's eyes lit up, as if he had endless longing for the outside world.

He didn't dare leave the village before because he didn't even have the right to make a living there; if he went out, he would probably die even faster.

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