If you can't be a son-in-law, you have to be sanctified

Chapter 4 Qiuyi and the boy whose heart has died

With that ray of light entering his eyes, Lu Jing's eyes were suddenly shrouded in darkness.

But in the next moment, he saw a flame burning in the boundless darkness, shining brightly and extremely dazzlingly.

Outside the flames, he could vaguely see a god floating in the darkness, looming.

"Vision diagram of Great Ming King Yantian Great Sage!"

A variety of ideas hit.

Lu Jing only had the scene of the ball of light in his mind for a moment, and he hadn't even seen what the ball of light was in detail.

He only felt dizzy for a while, his mouth was dry, and his chest seemed to be blocked by something. Maybe it took only a few breaths, maybe a long time before Lu Jing came back to his senses, and gasped for breath.

Another gust of wind blew, and the biting coolness came, and Lu Jing realized that the long clothes on his body had been soaked in cold sweat!

"This painting turned out to be a treasure map of visualization!"

Lu Jing looked at the picture on the table, gasped for a moment, then quickly closed his eyes, concentrating on the image in his mind.

The eight trigrams diagram of viewing the appearance emerges in the mind, and the inner image appears again.

Lu Jing looked line by line, and finally found a change.

"In the column of opportunity, it used to be [blue opportunity is triggering], but now it is impressively displayed [Opportunity: Great Ming King Yantian Great Sage's visualization has been triggered]."

"This means that the blue opportunity has been triggered!"

Looking at the visualization picture in front of him, Lu Jing was not without joy in his heart, but suddenly, he seemed to think of something, and he folded the visualization picture and put it in his arms without making a fuss.

"In any case, this visualization should be a treasure, and this is not a good place to study it."

Lu Jing stood up, and another dizziness hit him. He almost couldn't stand still, staggered twice, and sat on the stone bench in panic again.

"I just took a few glances at the picture of the gods, and I didn't even have the time to visualize it for a breath, so I'm so mentally exhausted..."

Lu Jing rested for a while, then struggled to get up, and walked slowly towards his small courtyard.

Lu Jing's residence is located in the northwest corner of Lu Mansion, not far from the stone table and bench just now.

But on weekdays, he only needed to walk for a cup of tea, but Lu Jing insisted on walking for a quarter of an hour.

"Master Jing, come back... Ah! Master, why is your complexion so bad? You're fine at noon today."

Lu Jing was admitted to the hospital and walked into the front room. Qingyue happened to be setting the table and chopsticks in front of the table in the front room. He was obviously overjoyed to see Lu Jing come back.

As Lu Jing approached, under the light of the candles which were not too bright, Lu Jing's sallow, sluggish face fell into Qing Yue's eyes.

Qing Yue quickly came over to help Lu Jing sit down, then went to the back room to get a long coat and put it on Lu Jing.

Lu Jing really felt a little cold, but he didn't want Qingyue to worry, so he cheered up, raised his tone, and said to Qingyue: "Don't worry, there was a sudden wind today, and I just got a little cold. The sun will rise tomorrow Just let it dry in the sun..."

"Young master caught the wind and cold?" Qingyue felt as if she was facing a formidable enemy. She didn't care about the food on the table, so she wanted to go out with a lantern.

"I'm going to find that manager Liu right now, and bring back some prescriptions."

Lu Jing quickly asked Qingyue to sit down, and comforted him: "Qingyue, you've made a big fuss. The room is dark and dark, which makes my complexion look bad. In fact, it's fine. You're going to disturb Guanshi Liu's dream at night. , will inevitably be wronged."

"Isn't it Fenghan?" Qing Yue still worried: "What do I deserve if I suffer some grievances? Young master, Fenghan can kill people!"

"It's not a severe winter now, how can you get cold so easily?" Lu Jing pointed to a few books on the table, and said, "It's just that I've read too many books today, and I'm just a little tired."

When he said this, seeing that Qingyue's expression was finally not so dignified, he changed the subject, took a deep breath, looked at the food on the table and said in surprise: "Huh? Is this mutton?"

Qingyue straightened the chopsticks quickly, and picked up another piece of mutton for Lu Jing.

"This meat was brought by the girl in the courtyard of Young Master Feng of the Second Mansion. It is said that Young Master Feng of the Second Mansion has made great progress in martial arts. Everyone in the whole house, no matter the young master or lady, the servant girls will be rewarded."

"Have you made progress in martial arts?" Lu Jing couldn't help being very envious.

He crossed over to this strange world, and when he arrived, he became a son-in-law and a lowly family. The imperial examination was almost hopeless, so he could only look for possibilities in other ways to change this aggrieved fate.

Now he got the visualization map of Daming King, but he was at a loss as to how to use this visualization map and what effect it would have, and no one taught him how to practice martial arts.

"To make Lu Feng so happy, and to celebrate with the entire family, it seems that it is indeed a great advancement."

Lu Jing's thoughts were racing, while Qingyue poured water for Lu Jing, he said, "This afternoon, I went to pick up the young master's autumn clothes."

"It's really annoying. The two young masters and two young ladies of the Lu family's mansion, the autumn clothes of the other young masters and ladies are all very good. Even the material is the precious warm silk produced in Sanghuai Mansion, Jiangnan Dao. It is thin and warm. Only in our yard ..."

Qing Yue was muttering in a low voice, her eyes were gentle, as if she was not worth it for Lu Jing.

Probably feeling that these words shouldn't be said at this time, which upset Lu Jingping for nothing, she stopped talking again, got up and wanted to go out.

Lu Jing frowned, and Qing Yue explained: "Master, I'll go and boil another pot of water for you, so you can soak your feet well, maybe tomorrow you will feel much better."

The former Lu Jingyuan may have become accustomed to Qingyue's meticulous care.

But now Lu Jing sincerely feels that it is his good fortune to have such a gentle person as Qing Yue by his side.

So Lu Jing didn't reject Qing Yue, but secretly decided in his heart...

"We must manage this life better, otherwise, regardless of other things, I will be sorry for Qingyue."

After Lu Jing had dinner, Qing Yue helped her soak and wash her feet again. When it was time to go, Qing Yue left the back room and went to rest.

Seeing that Qingyue was gone, Lu Jing got out of bed again and lit the candles, took out the picture of the Great Ming King and God, and looked at it carefully.

But because of the lessons learned from the past, Lu Jing did not close his eyes and meditate again, but found a pen and paper, and copied the Great Sage Yantian, the King of Ming Dynasty, in the painting stroke by stroke.

"My blood is not strong, and my spirit can't support me to visualize the picture of the Great Ming King.

In this way, such a wonder is wasted... It seems that I will not be able to concentrate on studying in the future, but also exercise my body and nourish my spirit... But, this is not easy. "

Exercise the body and nourish the spirit.

No matter which plan it was, Lu Jing had no clue.

Regardless of the difficulty of nourishing the spirit in this life, just want to exercise the body and meet the standards of martial arts, you need to consume a lot of food and medicinal materials.

However, Lu Jing's monthly money is only three taels of silver per month, and he will be exploited by the stewards of the mansion under various guises, but what he gets is only two taels of money.

"It's just two taels of silver, how about body training and martial arts?"

Thinking of this, Lu Jing couldn't help shaking his head.

But he didn't feel sad, he was open-minded, and knew that such a matter should be considered in the long run, and he waited for the opportunity slowly.

So after he copied the picture of the Great Ming King's gods three times, he put the picture of the gods close to his body and fell asleep peacefully.

When he was sleeping soundly, the picture of the Great Ming King and God under his pillow suddenly shone with a faint light.

A series of vague memories came one after another like a dream.

Lu Jing was in a dream, and vaguely saw many things from the past.

—— "Jing'er, your eyebrows and eyes are very similar to your father. You will grow up soon, and when you grow up, you will become a hero like your father."

A woman with picturesque features and a loving and gentle expression was sitting on a painting boat, teasing the baby in her arms under the cold eyes of several men and women.

——"Mother~Mother~"

"Don't cry, Jing'er, get up, cough cough..."

——"Mother, they all say that I have no father to teach, and they all say that I am a bastard. What is a bastard?"

——"Cough...Jing'er, it's not because my mother doesn't want to buy you new clothes, it's because old clothes are better to wear, you see?"

"Wow, the hole is gone, and there is an extra tiger cub. It's so cool, my mother is so amazing!"

—— "Jing'er, don't cry, who said you have no father? Cough cough cough... I'll take you to see your father right away...

……

These many memory images linger in Lu Jing's dreams.

In the end, the memory scrolls merged together, gradually turning into a young man.

The young man's body shimmered, and he stared at Lu Jing condescendingly.

Lu Jing seemed to be aware of it. He opened his eyes, stood up, and looked at the glowing young man.

The boy looked exactly like him and saluted Lu Jing.

"Since I have committed suicide, I shouldn't be in this body.

And in my life, the person I am most sorry for is my biological mother.

Today I am willing to use my soul as a reward, and use this body as a gift, please... Please trouble my elder brother to fight for my late mother's order, and ask for a Fengguanxia to be buried in the coffin.

Let the world who know her name not underestimate her because of her origin! "

After the boy finished speaking, before Lu Jing could react, it suddenly turned into a stream of light and rushed into Lu Jing's eyebrows.

Maybe it's because this body was originally compatible with the young soul.

Maybe there are other reasons.

The moment the stream of light entered his body, Lu Jing felt that his exhaustion was swept away, and his spirit became extremely clear.

All kinds of thoughts in my mind gradually became clear.

He realized... a certain power in his body suddenly grew stronger and stronger because of the young soul!
Lu Jing sat on the bed for a long time, and under the fusion of memories, he suddenly missed the real mother who had never met him in this body.

"What kind of deal is this? There is no chance for me to refuse..."

Taking a deep breath, Lu Jing seemed to be talking to himself, "Don't worry, I've accepted this deal."

(End of this chapter)