At dusk in Dongluo Mountain, other family members had already arrived.
The person from the Su family is Han Tianhou from Tianhou.
This person may have been against Xia Ji and An Rongrong, but his real allegiance is to the family, so it is impossible to turn to the other side on such a critical occasion.
Several other companies also came with cadre-level figures.
What happened at the scene was very obvious, as if it had been painted into a beautiful scroll, drawn up artistically, and displayed in front of everyone:
Because of the conflict with the Su family, the Wu family "surrendered" Ru Mengxue.
Ru Mengxue surrendered and then killed King Qing.
Ru Mengxue came to Dongluoshan and was suspected of meeting someone, but was killed.
The rest is evidence.
The evidence is a letter, written clearly.
There are also wounds, which were also caused by the Wu family's attack.
The last thing is the blood on the knife.
As the blood of the Wu family and the blood on the knife merged into one, the final blow was delivered.
Even though the Wu family keeps denying it, no one seems to believe it anymore.
Han Tianhou cast a cold glance at the elders of the Wu family who came over, "You guys put on a great show. How deep is the grudge between our Su family and you? We are both from aristocratic families, so why should we be like this?"
The elder couldn't think of anything to say in defense.
Han Tianhou swept away his long sleeves and left. Obviously this matter was not over, but just the beginning.
Visitors from other aristocratic families also slowly dispersed.
The elder of the Wu family glanced coldly at Ru Mengxue's body in the wooden house, and suddenly said: "Pull him back and feed the dog."
Xia Ji said: "After all, you are a slave of my Su family, should you do anything?"
The elder of the Wu family narrowed his eyes: "Are you protecting her?"
Xia Ji looked at him with a smile.
Sometimes looks can convey something more disguised than words.
His expression soon made the elders of the Wu family understand that this was not protecting, but opposing. It seemed that from now on, whatever the Wu family did, the Su family would do the opposite. This Su family's imperial master was just a Just making a statement.
"This winter, prepare a coffin for your apprentice, Fengbeinan!!"
The elders of the Wu family did not fight and left angrily.
A group of Wu family disciples also left with him.
Xia Ji breathed a sigh of relief.
Overhead, stars hung.
Nian Ying stood carefully behind him. At this moment, she seemed to see the terrifying forces behind the teacher. The words these people accidentally said were frightening, and they felt like manipulators from the past.
And these people, without exception, have a sense of superiority, which makes people unable to get close to them. Those who occasionally cast their eyes on them are like looking at slaves, untouchables, and playthings.
Is the teacher also such a powerful person
how could be
Obviously the teacher is different from them.
She suddenly looked back and met Xia Ji's eyes.
Nian Ying was like a child caught stealing something, she lowered her head and said, "Teacher..."
"Disappointed?"
"But the teacher is not them." Nian Ying said hurriedly, "Even if the teacher is them, the disciple's life is given by you, and the disciple's present is your teaching. No matter how you treat the disciple, the disciple will have no regrets."
"What if I want you to die?"
Nian Ying was stunned for a moment, and then said in a slow tone: "Disciple... willing."
Xia Ji said: "Evil disciple!!"
"ah?"
"Don't you have any thoughts? I have been teaching you for so long. Are you this stupid and loyal?"
Nian Ying was a little frightened: "Disciple..."
Xia Jifang softened his tone and said softly: "Yingying, life, freedom, and happiness are all yours. No one can take them away, not even my teacher. If that day comes, you should pick up the sword and stand on your side. It’s across from the teacher.”
"Master..."
Xia Ji rubbed her hair, "Go and cremate Princess Qing, put the ashes in a box, and then send them to An Xun in Baiyunguan for me. Don't let her know who you are."
"Disciple understands."
In the firelight, Xia Ji took out a flute and played a requiem. The music was mournful, and as the fire soared into the sky, it gradually merged into a funeral picture.
…
…
The flames of the fireplace were burning and fell into the eyes of the two people in front of the fire.
One of them is slim and beautiful, and the mole on his left eye shows a bit of compassion, like a fairy.
This woman is Lu Chan, the ancestor of the Lu family who once visited Xia Ji.
The person next to her was wrapped in a fluffy cat-eared cloak. The cloak covered her whole body and her face, leaving only a pair of plump feet exposed.
The feet were like crystal jade dew in the firelight, moving "tapping, tapping, tapping" to the rhythm of some kind of nursery rhyme.
"Sister Chan, why do you want me to get married? I'm only sixteen years old."
"He's right for you."
"Hey~~~I don't believe it."
"Miaomiao, this is the family's decision, and it is also the intention of our father who is the head of the family."
The cat's ears shrugged, holding back the word "oh": "I know."
…
At midnight.
A dark shadow crept across the hall.
However, Lu Chan had already been sitting in front of the hall door waiting for her.
When the black shadow walked by, Lu Chan crossed her chest and asked calmly: "Where are you going so late?"
The black figure didn't answer and continued to walk forward.
Lu Chan's expression changed, and she raised her hand to grab it, but her grasp was empty, and the black shadow disappeared.
Is this fake? !
You must know that she is the ancestor of the Lu family.
Although she didn't take it seriously, she couldn't be easily deceived.
But she was really cheated.
"Lu Miaomiao!!"
Lu Chan suddenly opened the door and stepped out. Chuiyun's sleeves were swaying in the night wind, and her eyes flashed with seriousness.
Not long after, she came back with a girl wrapped in a bear cloak, took her back to the mansion here, and threw her back to the prison.
"Sister Chan, I'm just going for a walk, what are you doing?"
"Miaomiao, if you don't meet that person, how do you know that you are not suitable for him?"
The girl rolled her eyes and said, "What's the right fit? He's twenty years older than me, twenty years old, wu wu wu... Sister Chan, I think he's more suitable for you."
The ancestor of the Lu family looked at the girl dumbfounded, and then said: "Let's talk about it when we meet."
The girl turned around in a circle and kicked her long legs into the sky: "I can't see you."
Lu Chan wanted to say something more.
The sound of sleeping sound could be heard on the bed.
She naturally knew that her younger and older sister was pretending to sleep, but it didn't matter.
So she gently closed the door.
…
An hour later.
Another black shadow crept across the hall.
However, in the opposite direction, there was a "gurgling" sound, the kind of sound made by being too hungry.
Lu Chan shook her head. She was not attracted by the sound, but sat in front of the hall door with her arms crossed.
This time, the black shadow did not move forward, but stopped in front of the door.
Lu Chan smiled and said, "Where are you going again?"
Heiying chuckled, "Sister Chan, the real me is on the other side. This is the fake me, fake."
Lu Chan smiled and said: "Miaomiao, do you think you can deceive me a second time? Is that your little parrot over there?"
The black shadow snorted, stamped his feet, turned around and ran back to the bedroom.
"No, just no see! At worst, I'll break away from the Lu family! I won't be a member of the aristocratic family! I don't like the aristocratic family anyway!"
Lu Chan said: "What a coincidence, so is he."
"Ah~~~"
The bedroom suddenly became quiet again.
…
An hour later.
The black shadow persisted and reappeared.
…
Throughout the day, the girl known as Miaomiao tried more than ten ways to escape. The most successful one actually escaped from the mansion for more than 20 kilometers.
You know, this is the ancestor of the Lu family.
But precisely because this is the ancestor of the Lu family, no matter how novel or strange the girl's escape method is, she will be captured without exception.
At the end of the arrest, Lu Chan was really angry: "Let me see how many more times you can escape."
Miaomiao was also angry and kept her mouth shut.
Then, in the next month, she escaped hundreds of times. Each time, she used clever methods and never repeated the same method. She was simply a model in the world of prison escape. Those escape methods were unbelievable, making the ancestor of the Lu family also a great master. Eye-opening.
When Lu Chan found Miao Miao underground, who "pretended to escape but was actually hiding in a deep pit" carrying a shovel, her patience finally ran out.
"Okay, let's talk. Why are you willing to see him?"
"Why do I have to go see a thirty-six-year-old man?"
"Didn't I say that age is the definition of ordinary people? You are only sixteen now, and he is thirty-six, but in one hundred, two hundred, or even five hundred years, such a twenty-year-old Is it still a gap
And this is an order issued by my father as the clan leader. That person is very important and needs to be bound to my Lu family. Although there are many Lu family members, you should be the only one who can really get along with him. "
The girl sat on the bed like a duck, very unhappy, "No, I don't think so."
"It doesn't matter what you think."
The girl twitched her cat ears and responded: "Oh."
Lu Chan said: "Okay, I'm convinced.
Well, I have a suggestion for you to get to know him in advance.
This winter, the Wu family and the Su family will have a battle at Wangjiang Tower, and he will be one of the protagonists. At that time, he will take three disciples to have a life-and-death showdown with the three disciples of the Ghost Emperor of the Wu family. I Arrange a good seat for you, you can pretend to be a tourist and look at him from a distance.
In addition, he wrote the upper and lower volumes of "The Volume of Ten Thousand Dharmas". He is a genius of this era, and he is qualified to live to the next era. "
"But, I'm not interested in Kung Fu, and I don't know anything about Ten Thousand Dharma Scrolls. Dad said I was born with a dominant body. He said I can live forever without dying and don't need to practice."
Of course Lu Chan knew what a "natural body" was, and she couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth.
"are you going?"
"I'll go~~" the girl sighed, giving in.
but…
Three days later.
After Lu Chan left the mansion, she disappeared again, and a snow-white parrot landed on her shoulder.
She was like an ever-lively elf, running and jumping on the trail in late autumn, looking at the fallen leaves and smelling the wild flowers from time to time, but no one could catch her.
But she was still somewhat curious at the bottom of her heart.
Why don't you go and meet him? Why should Sister Chan miss this thirty-six-year-old man
…
…
Wangjiang Tower, the winter of five years ago is still vivid in my mind.
In the blink of an eye, things have changed and the war is in chaos.
The winter snow is falling, like feathers falling on the white hat. The girl has long hair shawl, with a gold ribbon tied at the end of her hair, reflecting the white snow and shining brightly.
There was a white parrot with a tiger's head in her arms, shivering from the cold.
Lu Miaomiao waved the snowflakes off her hat, sat down in the Wangjiang Tower, counted out a few golden beans in distress, weighed them, and then sat on the highest floor and took out a long tube-like thing from her arms. , looking into the distance.
This long tube is a strange magic weapon that consumes absolutely nothing, but can see extremely far away.
The girl who was serving tea and water walked up to her with a smile and asked, "What kind of tea do you want to drink?"
Lu Miaomiao put down the long tube and said, "Black tea, the cheapest kind."
She was only sixteen years old, her skin was as good as snow, and she was so delicate and beautiful. There was something strange in her eyes. Even the mistress, who was a woman, was stunned.
After a long time, she came back to her senses and continued to ask: "Does the girl want anything else?"
Lu Miaomiao said: "The things in your building are too expensive."
The waiter's face was full of questions.
You're a customer sitting on the top floor, and you still think things are expensive
"No!"
Lu Miaomiao snorted.
The waiter went down to make tea.
Lu Miaomiao grabbed the long tube again and started scanning the distance.
Obviously no one has arrived yet. Although the competition stage has been set up in advance by Jiangpan, the surrounding area is still empty.
That's right, it's still early.
Lu Miaomiao waved her long tube again and scanned the surroundings, but the surroundings were empty and boring.
She just put away the long tube, and then put on a gauze hat to cover her face. If Sister Chan came later, it would be bad to be caught, but she managed to escape with great difficulty.
Suddenly, she heard footsteps on the stairs. It was obvious that someone was coming. She quickly got up and sat in the corner with tea.
But when the visitor appeared, she was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously waved and shouted: "Uncle!"
Xia Ji followed the sound and saw a girl wearing white clothes and a gauze hat. His heart moved and he matched the sound with someone in his impression.
He smiled and said: "So you are the eldest lady who ran away from home? Pretended to be a beggar?"
Lu Miaomiao hurriedly ran over and got in front of Xia Ji: "No, no, no, I ran away from home this autumn without any money on me. I am a real beggar. I also want to thank you uncle for your generous help. I am grateful. It’s endless. You invited me last time, and I’ll treat you today!”
She was so heroic that she raised her hand and shouted: "Xiao Er."
Not long after, the waiter came over and asked, "What do you want, girl?"
Lu Miaomiao coughed: "Here's another pot of the good tea I just ordered!"
The waiter glanced at her strangely and reminded her in a friendly way: "Girl, what you just ordered was the worst category here. Why don't you change it?"
Lu Miaomiao rolled her eyes, her face not red, her heart not beating: "You didn't tell me earlier, so I ordered the cheapest one. Where's the tea list? Bring it here!"
The waiter handed over the tea order.
Lu Miaomiao turned over.
Looking at the shocking price above, she was absolutely terrified.
Except for a space ring, she didn't take a penny from the family. All the money was earned by herself, and most of the money was spent on cute clothes. There was really not much left to support her foodie attributes.
She quickly pointed with her fingers on the tea list at a dizzying speed, then clicked on a certain tea and quickly closed the tea list, "This is it, and this is the only way to meet the requirements." A lady’s taste.”
The waiter saw clearly.
That is the second cheapest tea in Wangjianglou.