[Comprehensive martial arts] Zhilan Yushu

The next thing went smoothly.

First of all, they found the corpse poison that the Red Clothes Sect had not put into the water source, which was of great help to analyze the corpse poison and find the antidote.

Secondly, after they bloodbathed the Red-clothed Temple, they found that all of them had broken through. Even the youngest Lan Tingzhi had successfully released the sword energy freely.

In the end, they returned to the Forest of Punishment, and everyone carried Luo Qifei to let him see the dead bodies of the red-clothed women all over the ground with his own eyes. He laughed and took out the rest of the white cloth with trembling fingers. Read the above content one by one.

"The second debt, Tianbao three years, the seventh day of the first lunar month. A family of three, four brothers were taken captive in the Forest of Heaven's Punishment. My son was afraid and cried. The third aunt Rong threw my son into the fire and said: "Holy fire, cleanse your feet." Stupid". This debt cannot be repaid by the third aunt of Fen Rong."

"The third debt is Tianbao's third year, the eighth day of the first lunar month. My brother and wife fled, not wanting to be exposed. The four of my brothers were tied to a tree, their legs were cut off, and they died in pain for seven days. This debt cannot be repaid without blood. "

"The fourth debt, in the third year of Tianbao, on the tenth day of the first month. A nightmare made my wife's food poisoned. On the twelfth day of the first month, my wife was unconscious. On the thirteenth day of the first month, my wife was a poisonous corpse. As my wife wished, I killed her. When Luo Jinger learned about this, he broke my back and poured corpse poison on my wound."

Four blood debts, but the bloody ones were the lives of Luo Qifei's family and his relatives.

After thinking about it, Lan Tingshu and Kurom went to study the antidote, Lan Tingyu and Lan Tingzhi were going to help Rocky fly to find Rong Sangu, Luo Jinger and the four people who killed my brother: Roy, Zhao Jing, Ma Dan, Fan Ling.In fact, these people should have been killed by them too, but only when Luo Qifei saw their bodies with his own eyes, the hatred in his heart subsided.

Ye Qinghan and Huizhen also came to help them, which surprised Lan Tingyu. He knew Ye Qinghan had a cleanliness habit, but according to his observation, Master Huizhen was also a cleanliness person.However, considering the tragic fate of Luo Qifei, he felt that they were probably touched in their hearts just like him, so they didn't care so much.

They carried Luo Qifei and first went to Laoxianling in the south of the Atonement Forest to find Third Aunt Rong. On the way, when they passed by the Red Clothes Sect camp on Mixian Mountain Road, they found Roy, Luo Jinger and Zhao Luo Qifei was supported by them, holding a knife in his hand to cut off the legs of Roy and Zhao Jing.As for Luo Jinger's body, he looked at it for a long time with a distorted smile on his face.

Then, they found Third Aunt Rong's body. Supported by them, Luo Qifei personally held a burning torch and burned Third Aunt Rong to avenge his poor son.

And Ma Dan, and Fan Ling.

When the last remaining Fan Ling was found and Luo Qifei cut off his legs from the corpse, this man who was originally an honest and ordinary businessman screamed up to the sky.After a long time, he suddenly turned to tears of joy. He looked at them, and the gratitude in his eyes was as strong as a flame, which hurt Lan Tingyu and Lan Tingzhi, two people whose souls came from modern times.

"I don't have many days left. My wife, children and brothers have all left me, and I, a disabled person, won't live long." He looked up at the sky, and the corner of his mouth with a slight smile seemed to have returned to the old family happy together. When Rongrong said: "There is a hut by the river in the north of the village, that is my home. Near my home, I buried all my savings in the mound of grass. I thought that I would not be able to avenge my life until I died. Now I didn't expect that the great revenge would be avenged when I was dying, those family properties are not worth mentioning, you should take them all."

"We'll take you home." Lan Tingyu said softly, Luo Qifei smiled, Lan Tingyu only felt his hands sink, and then, Luo Qifei's breathing stopped.

This man who was burdened with blood and deep hatred, this man whose spine was broken but never really succumbed to the Red Clothes Sect, passed away.Lan Tingyu believes that in the world he goes to, there must be his beloved wife and lovely children. He can reunite with his brothers, laugh and drink together, his wife is sewing beside him, and his son is acting like a spoiled child beside him. .

The family is reunited together, smiling happily and joyfully.

They brought Luo Qifei's body back to Jiangjin Village, and with the help of the villagers, they buried it in the ground. They also found his property buried in the yard of his house, and dug it out from the soil. There was not much money.After discussing with each other, they planned to give the money to Luo Qifei's relatives, and they just left the book on lightness exercises in the package to read.

It's just that after asking the villagers, they found that Luo Qifei's family members were all gone, and all of them died at the hands of the Red Clothes Teacher.In the end, the money was divided equally between the six of them.

After waking up from Datang and returning to Daming, Lan Tingyu got up silently, put on her clothes and walked to the yard silently.

"Young Master?"

"Haitang." Lan Tingyu turned her head to the side, Luluo was already married, so Haitang, a maid, was promoted to be his personal maid.

Of course, this Haitang didn't grow up by his side. Lan Tingyu could guess who was behind her without asking.Anyway, tossing and turning is just a few people in the church who have different ideas.

Of course, the biggest possibility is that he is cheap to his father Yu Luocha.

If you think about it carefully, it seems that it is not difficult to understand.Now that he is getting older day by day, his cheap father will not be at ease with him———————Think about Kangxi, who had a very good relationship at the beginning of history, and his prince Yinreng, look at their last In the face of power, family affection is not worth mentioning.What's more, he is not the heir that Yu Luocha is looking for, is he?

"Haitang, take out my easel, the weather is fine today, I'm in a good mood, and I want to paint."

"Young Master," Haitang hesitated, and said softly, "Young Master has ordered that today the Young Master needs to go to the main altar to receive the Young Master's study."

What?

Lan Tingyu turned her head, her beautiful apricot eyes looked expressionlessly at Haitang who lowered her head: "...Father, when did you notify me?"

"New, it was said at the New Year's Ceremony."

"Is there such a thing? If I don't remember it, I mean no." Lan Tingyu withdrew her gaze: "Go get my easel, don't make me say it a third time."

"......Yes."

After Haitang left, Lan Tingyu looked at the trees in the yard thoughtfully, her mind spinning rapidly.

Ever since he realized that he was just a shield, Lan Tingyu, who had confirmed that he and Yu Luosha were just plastic father and son, always wore colored glasses to report the greatest suspicion and suspicion towards Yu Luosha's actions and attitudes. Think about Yu Luocha's actions with the greatest malice.

Lan Tingyu: Anyway, Yu Luocha did not regard me as his son. He either had bad intentions for me, or he was uneasy and kind. The best possibility was just to use me as a raft and pretend to be a loving father to others in the church. play.

So, this time, what does he want to do?

Lan Tingyu tilted her head, and suddenly noticed the ice surface of the small pond in the yard.

It is cold now, and the water in the small pond is frozen. The frozen water is similar to a highly blurred mirror. Although it is not very clear, the outline can still be seen.

A 13-year-old boy, his brows and eyes have not yet opened, but they are between open and completely childish.It's just that in modern times, 13 years old is still a minor, and still a child, but in ancient times...

You can get married and marry a wife when you are over 16 years old. ("All males aged sixteen and females aged fourteen and above are allowed to marry")

Therefore, when I was a child, it can be said that children were naughty and lazy, and they were not sensible and didn't care about things in the church. A father who dotes on his child does not want him to be troubled.Well, now that he is 13 years old, he has been established as the young leader, but he has no intention of teaching, so there is a problem.

That's why Yu Luocha proposed to teach him how to become a qualified young leader?

hehe.The indifference on Lan Tingyu's face did not seem to be as peaceful and gentle as in the Tang Dynasty.He was very sure that if he showed even the slightest pursuit of power, one mountain could not accommodate two tigers, and Jade Raksha would not tolerate him.Therefore, if he wants to live, he can only show that he has no desires, no desires, and dislikes power.

Well, I don't want to learn either.He sat in the pavilion and looked at the snow in the distance.He had to admit that Yu Luocha really had nothing to say to him materially. The pavilion was tightly surrounded and burned with silver frost charcoal. It was warm, but he could clearly see the snow scene outside. This is simply a treat in such cold weather.

It is too suitable for arty, enjoying snow and cooking deer.

But thinking about the world of the Tang Dynasty and the survivors of Luo Dao, Lan Tingyu's elegant interest disappeared. When Haitang came over with Lan Tingyu's easel, what she saw was sitting with a lonely expression. The young leader in a daze in the pavilion.

Although Haitang didn't stay with Yu Tianbao all the time, she also knew that the young leader was very quiet and liked to be in a daze. He didn't like others talking too much in front of him, and he didn't like others talking or approaching him when he was in a daze.

Not to mention that she was just a little maid, she was the leader Yu Luocha himself, who once patted the young leader when he was in a daze, but was directly ignored by the young leader for a month with a cold face.

(Lan Tingyu: Lao Zhi was cultivating in the "Thinking Stone Room" at the time, because of him, he almost lost his mind and collapsed, and if it was more serious, he would be brain dead!)

Seeing his eyes open and motionless, without blinking his eyes, he is completely a young leader with a stupid appearance. On the surface, he was sent by the leader Yu Luocha to take care of the young leader. I sighed in my heart.

Just such a little boy who doesn't seek to make progress and loves romance, he will be Liu Adou who can't be supported in the future, and killing him is a waste of poison/medicine.After a hundred years from the leader, he can only be a puppet.

What Haitang didn't know was that in Lan Tingyu's eyes, the falling snowflakes danced with his consciousness in an extremely mysterious and special rhythm. He "looked" carefully, and finally he saw , Snowflake turned into a sword-wielding "person", waving the sword in his hand.

It was a set of swordsmanship that Lan Tingyu had never seen before, but he knew that it was his swordsmanship.

It is not the swiftness of Qinghan's "Flying Immortal Outside the Sky", nor is it the momentum of the bright moon treading the waves of his own "Canghai. Yueming", but a combination of the Changge sword technique "Shadow" and Feixue. A new sword technique that is extremely cold and extremely cold.

While watching, he also practiced waving the sword over and over again in his "thinking stone room", from unfamiliarity to proficiency.Even when he swung it to the extreme, it was as if he had punctured that layer of bubbles, and he was a step closer to the sword technique he had realized.

Sky light. Twilight snow.