The New Year has just passed, the weather is still freezing, and the Lantern Festival is coming soon.
Since Qingyuan left, Qingwu has been worried all day long and has become thinner day by day. When he heard that there was a Poetry Festival and Lantern Festival in the city, Lu Xuanlou took Qingwu to the city to join in the fun.
After dusk, night falls, and the city becomes more and more lively. There is an endless stream of pedestrians coming and going, and there is a joyful atmosphere everywhere. Lu Xuan Tower brings the green and the mixed crowd, admiring the lanterns and guessing crossword puzzles. .
After playing for a long time, seeing Qingwu gradually showing fatigue, Lu Xuanlou was no longer hiding his clumsiness. He guessed an extremely difficult word puzzle, won a beautiful lantern, and came to the river.
Lu Xuanlou asked, "Qingwu, what are your wishes?"
Qingwu thought for a while, smiled, and whispered, "May Qingyuan be safe, may your husband grow long." May you live a hundred years."
Lu Xuanlou wrote these words on the lantern, then put the lantern into the river and moved with the waves.
Lu Xuanlou took Qing Wu’s hand, gently pulled her into his arms, and said softly, "May all your wishes come true."
Qing Wu nodded lightly, Nestling in Lu Xuanlou's arms, he watched the lanterns gradually get further away until they disappeared.
It was already late at night when the two of them left the city. It was quiet along the way. There was only a bright moon hanging in the sky, the sky and the earth were bright, and Lu Xuanlou was carrying Qingwu on his back. The moonlight stretched the two figures, making it difficult to tell them apart. .
After a long time, a slight sound of deep sleep came from Lu Xuanlou's back. Lu Xuanlou smiled knowingly, couldn't help but slow down and walked slowly towards the town.
As he approached the town, he saw a firelight from a distance. Even closer, there was a faint smell of blood in the evening wind. Lu Xuanlou felt impatient in his heart, and he immediately started running, waking up his back. Green weeds on the ground.
When the two returned to the village, they saw a sea of fire, mercilessly devouring the houses, and a heat wave hit their faces, making people breathless.
Lu Xuanlou protected Qingwu and walked towards the village with heavy steps. The corpses of the villagers could be seen everywhere along the way. The smell of blood became stronger and stronger, and his mood became heavier.
Qingwu exclaimed, tears streaming down her face. Lu Xuanlou didn’t want Qingwu to see the cruel scene, so he covered Qingwu’s eyes, imprisoned her in his arms, and knocked gently Hit her neck to make her fall asleep.
The spiritual consciousness spread out silently, covering the entire village. After detecting the weak aura of the old village chief, Lu Xuanlou picked up Qingwu and rushed over at lightning speed.
There is no trace of that thatched house, and there are ravines everywhere, all traces of the battle.
The old village chief was lying in a deep pit, half of his body had been broken into pieces, he was very angry and his life was not long.
Lu Xuanlou took out a spiritual medicine, refined it, and transferred the pure medicinal power into the body of the old village chief. The old village chief's face suddenly turned rosy and he faintly opened his eyes.
"Old Village Chief"
The old village chief looked pale, forced out an embarrassing smile, coughed and said, "I am old, useless, and failed to protect them."< /p>
“Who did it?”
Lu Xuanlou’s eyes were red.Like a crazy beast, exuding a terrifying aura.
The old village chief shook his head and was about to speak when he suddenly coughed violently, his face quickly turned pale, and his breath weakened again and again.
Lu Xuanlou quickly took action and took out many elixirs. The essence of plants and trees poured into the old village chief's body, protecting his heart and holding on to his last breath.
"Child, my time has come. I can't save anything but plants and trees. Don't waste these natural resources."
The old village chief said, "I have something to say to you." "Explain."
It turns out that most of the villagers in Chashan Town are descendants of a powerful man.
Thousands of years ago, the human and demon clans fought against each other, and the demon clan was defeated and fled into the wilderness. However, there were a few demon clans who stayed in the world of Kyushu. Some of the strong demon clans ignored the ban on human beings and made trouble.
A heavenly demon once occupied this place. He was acting recklessly. A strong man came with a sword. Although he killed the sky demon, his Dantian was shattered and his meridians were all destroyed. The strong man knew that he had returned to ignoring people. , so he stayed here, married a wife, had children, and spent his remaining years in peace.
The strong man came from a holy place. Before he passed away, he left a token. With the token, future generations can enter the holy place to practice. For thousands of years, there have been few amazing practitioners in the villagers of Chashan Town. Although the old village chief had some qualifications, he was unwilling to leave his hometown, so the matter was settled.
However, Jin Yu is not guilty, and the villagers in Chashan Town are living in poverty and contentment. However, some people are trying to get involved with the Holy Land. They get the news from nowhere, and they are moved by evil intentions and create a plot. massacre.
The old village chief took out a blood-stained old copper coin from his arms and said with a smile, "The gangster dug three feet into the ground and turned the town upside down. But he never dreamed that the token would be An ordinary copper coin."
The old village chief handed the copper coin to Lu Xuanlou and told him, "Don't avenge us. Take the copper coin and Qingwu to that holy place. I have lived a peaceful life. You are a good boy, Qingwu follows you, I am not afraid of being bullied, and I can rest in peace when I die."
Thousands of new graves appeared in the town overnight. Wearing filial piety, weeping heartbreakingly.
Lu Xuanlou put on a black gown, stood behind Qing Wu, pursed his lips tightly, and this terrifying light filled his eyes.
It is not a gentleman to refuse revenge. This is a blood debt, and someone will definitely repay it. Lu Xuanlou has made up his mind that no matter who the murderer is, he will pay a heavy price.
Lu Xuanlou slowly stepped forward, leaned down, helped Qingwu up, and said comfortingly, "The dead will not be resurrected, please forgive me."
Qingwu cried and said, "Husband, I You are the only one left."
Lu Xuanlou said nothing, stroking Qing Wu's hair, his eyes filled with an indescribable tenderness.
Qing Wu was overly sad and exhausted. He soon fell asleep. His eyes were red and swollen. His hand holding Lu Xuanlou was like grasping a life-saving straw. He was afraid that if he let go, he would be dead when he woke up. Lu Xuanlou will never be seen again.
"I am here, I have always been here"
LuXuanlou smoothed Qingwu's frown, and accompanied Qingwu, murmuring to death, and kept repeating these words, as if this could make Qingwu sleep more peacefully.
Lu Xuanlou accompanied Qing Wu and stayed at the grave for seven days.
Seven days later, Lu Xuanlou left the town with Qingwu, bought a carriage, left the city, and headed north. Please remember to collect it, the latest and fastest website is free to read without anti-theft