In the flower hall, Lu Ming was stunned when he saw Madam Red Jackal walking towards him timidly. What was this witch going to do
"Have you seen the old jackal?" Lu Ming asked.
"Master, do you know what 'reverse scales' are?"
Mrs. Red Jackal suddenly called out "Master". Lu Ming almost spit out his tea and waved his hands repeatedly: "I don't deserve it, but don't worry, I promised the old jackal that I would protect you, so you don't have to be afraid."
"Yes, thank you, Master, but I am not afraid of these." Madam Hong Chai lowered her head. "It was my fault that I offended you before. Although ignorance is not to blame, I have no complaints about how you punish me, Master."
Reverse scale? Lu Ming was suddenly startled, looked at Heitou and Sun Bo, and made a gesture.
When he and Hong Chai were the only ones in the hall, Lu Ming looked Madam Hong Chai up and down and said, "What do you know about the reverse scale?"
"I don't know much, I only know that I can help the master get through the scale-reversal period quickly." Madam Red Jackal lowered her head even more.
"Oh, how to get through it quickly?" Lu Ming was immediately delighted. There were still more than two months until his birthday, and this period was too difficult to endure. Bizhu said that the closer it was to his birthday, the more painful it would be if he got hurt. If it was the day before his birthday, he might faint from the pain from a small prick.
These days of walking on thin ice are not easy.
"As long as, as long as the master and I are united..." As she spoke, Madam Hong Chai lowered her head in shame, biting her red lips and staring at the tip of her white silk high-soled, small red mandarin duck embroidered shoes, feeling an incomparable sense of humiliation in her heart.
Ah? Lu Ming was stunned, looking at this beautiful young woman, with a charming figure, a slender waist, and a lazy and languid demeanor. Her red embroidered jacket covered her jade-like skin, and her red gauze knee-length pants under her petticoat gave off a sweet scent. She was truly a beautiful woman with a variety of postures and temperaments.
Lu Ming felt an inexplicable warmth in his heart and quickly turned his eyes away.
Can you still survive the Reverse Scale Period like this? Lu Ming scratched his head. Bizhu never said that.
Somehow I feel that this witch's method is a bit weird and not the right way.
Taking Bizhu's medicine and pills and getting acupuncture every now and then seemed to be very legitimate.
To use a martial arts novel as an analogy, this seems a bit like the righteous and evil factions, right? There are two paths, the evil faction is quick to succeed, and the righteous faction is solid.
Or is it like the East Palace and West Palace in a play? One is loyal, the other is treacherous
No matter how you think about it, Bizhu's Eastern Palace technique is the right way.
He looked at Madam Red Jackal and said, "What if I have already experienced this reverse scale period with other methods? Will you kill me? Or force me to..."
Madam Red Jackal was startled and bowed her head: "I will never dare to have any bad thoughts against you again, Master, please understand!"
Lu Ming nodded: "Where is your master? Can I meet him?" Bizhu didn't want to talk to him more. This evil sect might be able to find out his life experience.
A trace of sadness flashed across Madam Red Jackal's charming face. "Master has passed away. She never waited for the master in her life. The number 66 is the time when the oil runs out and the lamp dies. Master passed away when she was 36 years old."
Lu Ming was stunned. Has there ever been someone who waited for him for thirty-six years
Madam Hong Chai sighed softly, "I heard from Master that my great-grandmaster, his great-grandmaster, and his great-grandmaster, for nearly a thousand years, thirty-some generations of inheritance, have all been like this..." Suddenly she was startled, "It seems that I am the thirty-sixth generation heir."
Lu Ming was completely shocked. He wanted to ask, "What if the successor regrets his decision? Why should I live a short life of thirty years?" However, if he asked, it would be disrespectful to them.
I think the secret technique contains a belief that makes them extremely firm, just like the most devout believers.
But although Madam Red Chai had to serve him as her master, he could vaguely feel that she felt humiliated.
Over the past thousand years, the world has changed dramatically. The so-called secret techniques should no longer be as effective as before. Even though Madam Hong Chai may be obedient to her master, her devotion and obedience have been shaken in her heart. She has her own real thoughts.
But what about those poor women before her!
Lu Ming sighed softly in his heart, feeling extremely heavy, thinking about those poor women who had firm beliefs and were waiting for that man to come in the long years and in the eternal loneliness.
And am I really that person
My own experience is indeed unique. After traveling to this world, it seems not an exaggeration to say that I am the chosen one.
But I always feel a little guilty. What if they get the wrong person
He glanced at Madam Red Jackal and sighed softly, "Where is your master buried? Or, is there a memorial tablet? I want to pay my respects to her."
Madam Hong Chai was slightly startled, and slowly shook her head: "After Master passed away, I cremated him. According to Master's instructions, the ashes were scattered into the river. Master said that it is the river of our final resting place..." Her eyes were slightly red, and she glanced at Lu Ming, "With Master's words, Master must be very happy in his netherworld. I remember that before Master passed away, he was crying and muttering, just wanting to see Master's appearance when he was alive..."
Being beside this "master", all the memories of the master in the past became clearer and clearer; his voice, smile, everything, all seemed as if it were yesterday.
These memories were originally very vague, just like intermittent dreams that were completely unclear.
It turned out that my master had been so good to me, just like my own mother.
If the master knew that I had finally waited for my master, would she be happy, hold me again, and sing the little song that I often hear in my dreams? I had even forgotten that this little song was originally sung by the master when he coaxed me to sleep.
No wonder, every time I dream, this song always makes me feel peaceful and happy, but followed by deep sadness.
It’s like I have forgotten very important people and very important things.
"Master, it's great that you're here..." She suddenly looked up, her beautiful eyes filled with tears.
Lu Ming was stunned for a moment, looking at her, he could feel her sudden closeness to him, he sighed softly: "Don't worry, I will never let you, who only has 66 years to live... You guys..., ah, you have all worked hard..."
"Hong..." Lu Ming shook his head, "This name is not nice. Don't use the name that Old Chai gave you..."
"Master, my family is the Liuli Palace, also known as Liuli Madam. Master said that among the four lost guards of the master, the status is second only to the master's Baozhu Palace. However, only those who have seen the master can restore the original name and become the real Liuli Palace."
Lu Ming smiled and said, "No wonder you always call yourself this palace..."
Madam Hong Chai immediately bowed her head: "My little slave, I used to..."
Lu Ming waved his hand: "I was just kidding."
I thought that the evil sect was better. Bizhu didn't tell me anything, so if Hanzhu and Bizhu merged, would it be Baozhu Palace
Next time I see Bizhu, I will scare her by suddenly calling her "Baozhu Palace". See what happens
The lost four guards
Listening to it makes people feel a little sad.
"Among the four guards, there are the Baozhu Palace and your Liuli Palace. So, what are the third and fourth guards?" Lu Ming asked.
Madam Liuli sighed softly, "Master said that more than a dozen generations ago, the descendants of the Four Guards still gathered regularly, but when they were about twenty generations old, one of the descendants of the Guards announced that the times had changed, the master's luck had run out, and the son of heaven was nothing but feudal dregs and superstition. From then on, they would no longer be loyal to the master and look forward to everything. They also proposed a plan for the Four Guards to cooperate in business and politics, but it was refuted by the other three guards. Since then, the Four Guards have gone their separate ways and have lost contact."
"Master said that the lineage of the Baozhu Palace, which controls the lost warriors, is the most loyal and will never betray the master, so he told me about it. It is better not to mention the other two guards. In this way, if I and my descendants see the master, there is no need to mention the two guards, lest the master goes to look for them and might be killed."
Lu Ming nodded. It seemed that Sun Bo was the so-called lost warrior heir, and Bizhu was the "holy envoy" in his eyes.
Many threads seem to be becoming clearer and clearer.
As expected, the evil sect is better, and they speak out everything they know.
But it seems that the world has indeed changed. To this day, the so-called lost warrior is only Sun Bogu, and many of the inheritances may have been lost long ago.
Hmm? Lu Ming looked up, and before he knew it, the sky had turned pale.
He sighed softly, "We have to send the old jackal to the district office!"
Madam Liuli wanted to say something, but her red lips moved and she finally lowered her head slightly.
Lu Ming knew that she wanted to speak well of her brother, but due to the master-slave rules, she was ultimately unable to speak, thus overstepping her duties as a servant.
"Don't worry, I've promised him that I'll be his lawyer. I'll take care of it."
Madam Liuli nodded slightly, "The master swung his sword and thousands of heads fell to the ground. He was planning a great cause. If my brother sacrificed his life for the master's cause, it would be his honor. How could Liuli not understand that?"
Lu Ming was stunned. This was indeed Xigong! It seemed that the memory had been integrated? He was gradually getting into the role? It turned out that this was the way of inheritance. It was indeed different from Bizhu.
"If that is the case, Liuli will choose an adopted son for your brother, so that he can carry on the family tradition and bring honor to the family."
Lu Ming nodded, feeling rather helpless, "I'll try my best to prevent him from losing his head!"
Madam Liuli's beautiful eyes flickered, and she obviously heard the subtle dissatisfaction in Lu Ming's words. She smiled and said nothing more.
Lu Ming looked at her. This little beauty was really cunning. Maybe she said that on purpose? Was she going to excite him to save her brother? Why did she feel like this was a bit like the trick used by the Queen Mother of the West Palace to coax the emperor
Anyway, it seems that the name Red Jackal is very appropriate for her. She is cunning and vicious, and it is difficult to guess her real thoughts. This is probably the true nature of the Glass Palace.
After thinking for a while, Lu Ming frowned and said, "From now on, at least in front of me, don't use your little tricks. Just tell me your brother. Do you want him to live or die? Tell me the truth! I will help you!"
Madam Liuli sighed softly, "Master, don't be angry. I said what's in my heart. Master's cause is the most important thing. The ancients said that serving the king is like serving a tiger. It seems to be true. Master's power is really unpredictable!"
Lu Ming was stunned. This girl really got into the role and he couldn't control her. It was estimated that only Bizhu could control her.
The emperor could not control the West Palace's coquettish and foolish behavior, and the East Palace had to control it.
He nodded at her and said, "If I were really Jun, I would send you to the cold palace right now!" He turned around and left angrily.
Looking at Lu Ming's back, the charming face in the lazy red cloud suddenly laughed, her beautiful eyes moved, and she whispered softly: "Master, you are right, it is really good to meet a master and have someone to rely on. From now on, your disciple is no longer a rootless duckweed... Master, I wish you could see him..." Her eyes gradually turned red again.