Rivers and Lakes Survival Guide

"The two armies were fighting, and I saw a man sent by me. The general was eight feet tall, broad-shouldered and strong, with a blue-faced and long-toothed Shura mask on his face. step!"

Just as the book was about to reach a wonderful point, a cry from the audience interrupted the storyteller.

"No! No! That's not it!" The three-and-a-half-year-old Longyu cried so hard that all the servant girls couldn't coax her, leaving the storyteller Mrs. Sun at a loss, and was finally taken away by Mrs. Zhenyao. She also smiled apologetically at Elder Sun.

"City Master, did the old man say something wrong? Did you scare the young master?" Old Sun asked Long Jing anxiously.

Long Jing was silent for a long while, "It's not about the old man, it's about the script."

Old Sun still didn't understand, until a few days later, Long Jing handed him a new volume of scriptures, "Old man, please tell Yu'er about this."

Elder Sun was a little surprised after reading it, and told Long Yu what Long Jing said, "The new moon is in the sky, and the stars are dotted. In our army tent, one person sits alone in front of the long case, reading the battle report in his hand. Under the candlelight, that person The black hair is disheveled, the eyebrows are curved, the apricot eyes are sharp, the nose is straight and moist, the lips are bright but not flirtatious, under the battle robe is Pingting's daughter, on the battlefield, beheading the enemy, comforting the people, and guarding the border city , this person is a female hero, General Linao is also!"

"Okay!" Long Yu clapped her little hands.

"You! You are the one who likes to look pretty." Madam Zhenyao smiled and scratched her son's nose.

"Because it's mother!" Long Yu flung herself into her arms coquettishly, "Mother must be beautiful! Those people are talking nonsense!"

Mrs. Zhenyao kissed him tenderly, turned her head and stared at Long Jing who wrote the storybook privately, Long Jing rubbed his nose as if he didn't see his son crying like that, he felt distressed, besides, he didn't care Write.

Only then did Sun Lao realize that he had said for a long time that the General Shura in everyone's rumors was the very beautiful lady in front of him.

Elder Sun still remembers Longyu's chubby little face, chubby little hands, and crooked eyes when he smiled. Anyone who saw him wanted to hug him and rub him. He never tired of hearing about General Shura's biography since he was a child. .

Because he is Long Jing's belated son, Long Jing loves Long Yu very much. Elder Sun often sees Long Yu sitting on Long Jing's shoulders, being carried to listen to his storytelling. Shooting flying people with heavy knives, chasing and killing Jianghu people who bullied his son-in-law all over the city, that is a mighty and domineering person, and he has done things that he has not done in the past few decades.

And Long Yu has been a face control since he was a child, and he has inherited the advantages of his parents. When he was young, he was not very good-looking, but very good-looking!

Once in Wolong City, there was a small shop that made steamed cakes. The taste was very good, but the appearance, in the eyes of outsiders, was square and square, nothing special. In the eyes of Longyu, it was just ugly. Once, the owner of the small shop was hit by Long Yu’s words of “ugliness”. The shop was closed for more than half a month, the mold was changed, different flower juices and jams were added, and various flower shapes and steamed cakes with different flavors were steamed. It looks delicious, but there are long queues at that store every day.

The cute kid who liked to laugh back then has turned into the handsome and thin young man who is no longer as happy as he used to be. Mr. Sun is distressed. There are many things he wants to say, and he wants to say to him, but when it comes to his mouth, he just repeats it over and over again. Repeatedly, "It's good to be alive, it's good to be alive, it's good to be alive..."

Long Yu took a step back from him, pushed forward with both hands, and saluted him, thanking him for defending them all these years.

Ya was also beside him, also pushing forward with both hands, saluting to Elder Sun, behind him Qiu Tongdongsui, Man'er A Yinqian and others, all saluting to Elder Sun.

This neat movement startled the guests of the restaurant.

Elder Sun held Long Yu's arm, "Young Master! No way!"

"Old Sun's benevolence is right." Long Yu looked at him seriously, saluted again, and took back Wolong City firmly in her heart.

Old Sun's eyes were wet again, it's great, the young master is still there, it's great...

Night, Beimo, Wolong City, City Lord's Mansion.

The Bianhua appeared in Yehua City, Lanjin County. The news about Huozhaojiu had been reported back to Wolong City, and none of the people sent to investigate came back. In the middle, Mrs. Tai has been disturbed by nightmares for several days, screaming that there are ghosts in the mansion, and moved to the outer courtyard. The other two concubines also had nightmares for several nights, and they all moved out. He also left with an excuse, but Long Cheng remained unwavering.

That night, he had a dream.

He dreamed of his father, Long Jing, and the day when Long Jing married Zhenyao. Zhenyao was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, and her wedding dress was even more beautiful under the golden hairpin. Dimother, when he knew that Mrs. Long did not allow Zhenyao to have a son, he had imagined that he could fall under her name, become her son, and become the orthodox son of the Long family. Later, Long Jing and Mrs. Long had a quarrel. , Mrs. Long left Wolong City with her sons, and later, Zhenyao had no children for nearly ten years, and Long Cheng saw that she was going to be an adult and could take over the affairs of the Long family.

Zhenyao was pregnant, Long Jing was as happy as a father for the first time, completely without the seriousness and indifference on his face when he was facing the bastard, Long Cheng began to envy and resent the unborn child, thinking that if the child could not be born, there would be something wrong with him. How wonderful, not only he thinks this way, but all the Tongfang and concubines in the mansion think so.

However, before they did anything, Long Jing was one step ahead of them, and sent them all out of the mansion, and put them under surveillance. In this way, Long Cheng hated that child even more!

On the first day of the twelfth lunar month, when the snow stopped overnight outside the Shafeng Forest, the child was born. If it was a baby girl, maybe Long Cheng could feel more balanced in his heart, but it was a very healthy baby boy.

The father seemed to want to give the baby boy all the best in the world. He named Zhuangzi, who had not been named for a long time, after him, and invited heroes from all corners of the country to spend a hundred days for him. Like the fathers of ordinary people outside, he loves and dotes on him.

Long Cheng hated Long Yu more and more, even though his eldest son was a year older than Long Yu at that time, it was because he was also a father that he couldn't understand why his father treated him differently from Long Yu.

Obviously they are all father's children, and he is the eldest son!

In the dream, the little Longyu uttered harsh words, "My father only taught me the dignity and inferiority of the descendants, but never taught me to be orderly."

Concubine's superiority and inferiority, these four words determine the difference between them!Just because he, Longyu, is a concubine, but he is just a concubine, the most embarrassing eldest son.

Yuzhuang was engulfed by the fire. Long Cheng chased Long Jing Zhenyao who was seriously injured all the way. In front of the secret room, there was a door, and the mechanism was activated. Once locked inside, he could only wait for death.

He once stretched out his hand, wanting to pull Zhenyao out, and told her that after I become the city lord, I will still treat you as my aunt, as long as you promise to put me under your name.

He just wanted to be a legitimate son, Zhenyao looked at him coldly, and his voice was piercingly cold.

"What qualifications do you have to compare with my son? You are not worthy, whether you have the status of a son-in-law or the status of a city lord, you are not worthy."

The door of the secret room was closed tightly, but those three words kept echoing in his ears, and he often dreamed about them for so many years.

In the dream, these three words sounded again, and Long Cheng frowned.

There is wind, no, it is not wind!That was the sound of dancing knives!

The sound of the knife dance was getting closer and closer, and a picture appeared in front of Longcheng's eyes. Xiao Longyu was holding a silver-white light knife with two wide swords in both hands. The knife was very long and taller than Xiao Longyu. The knife seemed to be weightless. , He easily held it in his hand, took a step, swung a knife, and made every move carefully, firmly.

Suddenly, Xiao Longyu turned around and saw him, flew up and slashed at him with a knife. When the person approached, he saw that the flying person had turned into Zhenyao who was full of murderous aura with cold eyes, and wanted to back away. Being restrained from behind, he turned his head and saw Long Jing's blood-stained face staring at him fiercely.

Two voices overlapped.

"Give me back my son's life—!"

what--!

Long Cheng sat up suddenly, woke up from the dream, panting heavily, his back was soaked in cold sweat, a servant outside the door yelled at the city lord, wanting to come in, and yelled outside, "Get out!"

Suddenly there was no sound outside, and it took a while before they left.

He got out of bed and stood in the bedroom where he was the only one. Over the years, he was afraid of people plotting against him, not only guarding against the servants, but also guarding against the people next to his pillow. He seldom shared the bed with anyone. He walked to the bookcase, Open the switch, pull the bookcase to the two sides, open the hidden compartment on the wall, a silver-white knife is sealed on the wall by several iron chains, as soon as he approaches, the knife makes a noise, as if trying to break free from the chain and kill Yu he!

This knife is called Jiuquan, which originally belonged to Longyu. After Longyu died, this knife came into his hands. This knife killed his two sons, one grandson, four concubines, and countless servants. , and cut off one eye of his own mother.

His two dead sons got the knife one after another. After getting the knife, they all went crazy, killed the servants in the courtyard, their own relatives, and finally committed suicide. After that, Long Cheng sealed the knife Thinking about it, he had the idea of ​​melting this knife, but in the end it was nothing, maybe because he was reluctant to part with such a good knife.

This knife is the masterpiece of a knife-casting master. That master only cast three knives in his life, all three are fast knives, a thin cicada with a wide face but as thin as a cicada's wings, a Yanfei, a scimitar, The blade is not thin, and the blade is like a swallowtail. The last one is this Jiuquan. It seems to have no characteristics, but it is a famous evil knife in the world. None of the masters had a good death, so this is an evil knife, and the roaring Yazi on the scabbard makes this knife even more vicious.

Long Cheng stretched out his hand to touch the scabbard, but the knife hummed in resistance, he subconsciously withdrew his hand, looked at the beast Yazi on the scabbard, and felt that the beast's eyes were staring at him, as if saying , I will definitely kill you.

A chill rose up his back, and he immediately closed the dark compartment, closed the bookcase, and leaned against the bookcase, gasping for breath.

For a moment just now, the eyes of the fierce beast Jai Zi and Long Yu's eyes overlapped...

The author has something to say:

The notebook was broken, but fortunately there was a copy in the mail at that time, otherwise there was no way to update it.

Now company update =-=