horror confession

Xin Wan looked at Sheng Shizhao carefully, and said with a smile in his eyes: "Three courtyards and five eyes are all good, the forehead is full, the roots are tall, and the eyebrows and eyes are upright and heroic. It is a good look. I don't know what the master wants me to see. ?”

Sheng Shizhao asked bluntly, "Am I the blood of the Sheng family?"

Xin Wan frowned slightly, her gaze wandering over his face.Sheng Shizhao only felt that his heartbeat gradually accelerated and his breathing became a little rough.At this moment, a warm hand patted the back of his hand gently.

Lu Jinghong smiled and shook his head lightly, his eyes filled with tenderness, as if telling him that it doesn't matter what the result is.

"It's the Sheng family." Xin Wan said after pondering for a moment.

Sheng Shizhao breathed a sigh of relief, and asked anxiously, "Where did you see that?"

"Your Sheng family all have 'genius' and 'Tianshou' in the palace, so you are born proficient in the five elements and are extremely intelligent." Xin Wan said: "Your 'genius' entered the temple, that's why it is said to be a hundred years old. This is one of those once-in-a-lifetime prodigies.”

"Secondly, a few years ago, I had the chance to meet Sheng Xiran. According to the calculation of seniority, he might be your great-grandfather's elder brother, but you do have seven points similar to him in appearance."

Sheng Shizhao and Lu Jinghong looked at each other, and their hanging hearts finally fell into their stomachs. Although the time of Sheng Yinhe's death was still a mystery, things did not go to the worst direction after all.

"However..." Xin Wan said: "Shi Zhao's 'Quan Yang' fate, this has a little influence on the people around him."

Regarding this point, Sheng Shizhao had heard from his grandfather before, and Xin Wan's words were rather tactful.The so-called Quanyang fate also refers to the horoscope Quanyang. Generally speaking, it means that fate is too hard.

Although people with hard-fated lives will save themselves from danger and are not afraid of ghosts and ghosts, they are very easy to punish their relatives; the more prosperous their own fortune, the more likely their fortunes will be affected, and the relationship will be weaker, especially for wives.

Thinking of this, Sheng Shizhao felt a little unhappy.His mother passed away after giving birth to him, and his father completely shifted the responsibility to his character.

After a few years, his father also left, and the distant relatives felt that Sheng Shizhao's horoscope was a problem, and they all avoided him. The only one left was grandpa.

Xin Wan said: "As far as I know, Sheng Xiran's fate is just as good as yours, that's why he never married in his life, at least he was like this when I was alive."

After the words fell, Sheng Shizhao suddenly realized something.

Will he punish his little master!

His little master was already in poor health, if he was influenced by him again, wouldn't the situation get worse?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glance at Lu Jinghong.

Lu Jinghong seemed to understand his thoughts immediately, and took out a roll of portraits from the closet beside him and handed it to him.

The portrait is tied with a light green silk scarf, which is simple yet exquisite. The paper is made of aged rice paper, which feels more delicate and soft than ordinary paper.

"Give it to me?"

Sheng Shizhao asked in surprise, seeing Lu Jinghong smiling and nodding, his heart was full of joy.

Full of excitement, he spread out the painting on the table carefully, only to see that the painting on it turned out to be when he was in a trance in class, holding his chin, his mouth full of ink and not knowing it.

The portrait is lifelike, and even the few locks of his hair raised at that time are clearly drawn, which is a bit cute and silly, but handsome.

After comparing the person and the painting with a smile, Xin Wan praised again and again: "Sir, you are so thoughtful and skilled. The painting is even more vivid than the current camera."

Uncle Cheng smiled from ear to ear, "It's exactly the same, especially the silly one! But, when did you draw it, why didn't I find out."

"Yeah, why was I so stupid then!"

Sheng Shizhao laughed extremely happily, looking at every detail in the painting with admiration, as happy as a child who gets a treasure. Although he never liked calligraphy and painting before, this gift is simply better than receiving a limited edition gift. Military Lego also keeps him entertained.

From this point, it can be seen that his master is paying attention to him all the time.

Lu Jinghong had a panoramic view of his happy appearance, Jier took a sip of the tea in his hand, smiled without saying a word.

"That's right, it will be Shi Zhao's 17th birthday in two days." Uncle Cheng slapped his forehead and suddenly realized.During this period of previous years, Lu Jinghong would always draw a picture of peace and send it to Sheng Yinhe, so he said with a smile: "Whatever Shi Zhao wants, Uncle Cheng will give you one too."

Sheng Shizhao raised his eyebrows, only then did he remember that his birthday was indeed approaching.

He never likes to celebrate birthdays. One is that no one remembers his birthday except his grandpa will cook longevity noodles for him, and the other is that he has no money.

It was the first time he felt this feeling of being remembered by others, as if a ray of genial sunshine illuminated the abyss, filling up all the regrets he had neglected all these years.

"Master..."

He completely ignored Uncle Cheng's question, and looked at Lu Jinghong with sobs.In the next second, he couldn't help but stepped forward, hugged Lu Jinghong tightly into his arms, and whispered "thank you" softly in his ear.

Thank you for making me so important.

I swear, from now on I will protect you with my life.

Lu Jinghong suddenly felt a teardrop dripping onto his shoulder, he was stunned for a moment, then patted Sheng Shizhao's back lightly with his hand, and said in a pretending relaxed tone: "You are such a big man, you don't feel shy."

Ji'er said again, "Look at the words I mentioned on the painting."

Sheng Shizhao sniffed, and when he went back to look at the portrait again, he realized that there was a line of small words at the bottom that he ignored - Dare to think, dare to speak, dare to do, no complaints, no regrets, no regrets.

This line of words is like a portrayal of Sheng Shizhao, but Lu Jinghong added: "Since I dare to accept you as an apprentice, I will not taboo your horoscope. The horoscope is like a magnetic field. There are always some magnetic fields that can be ignored. Influence, mutual coexistence."

"That's right." Uncle Cheng smiled and said, "It's like Mr. and Shizhao."

After leaving Lu Jinghong's room, Sheng Shizhao found out what Uncle Cheng meant.

According to Uncle Cheng, Lu Jinghong is the lone star of Tiansha. His relatives left him since he was a child, and now he can't even return to his teacher's school.

The soft moonlight leaked into the floor from the window, Sheng Shizhao sat alone on the bay window looking at the portrait in front of him in a daze.

Lu Jinghong is the lone star of Tiansha, I am Quanyang, and two people who are regarded as unknown are gathered together. Perhaps this is the fate destined by heaven.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly grabbed a pen from the desk and began to draw on the white paper.

He wanted to draw himself and Lu Jinghong together, but his drawing skills were too poor. It took him an hour to draw two little people holding hands, just like the children's Jane drawn by a five-year-old child. strokes.

Perhaps it was because he was one year older, Sheng Shizhao suddenly realized that he should take up the responsibility that he should.

Not only did he successfully pass the GCSE exam, but he also took the initiative to learn seal carving talismans from Lu Jinghong every day after school.He would get up two hours early in the morning, go to the kitchen to prepare the day's medicine for his little master, and then go to the garden to meditate and practice exercises, learning how to use spells to subdue evil spirits.

In spring, the rose bushes in Xiangyuan sprouted new buds, Sheng Shizhao weeded and fertilized the flowers, and Lu Jinghong sat in the sun to read and write.

In summer, the scent of roses pervades the entire yard, and Sheng Shizhao practiced Tiangang formation in the garden. Lu Jinghong would brew a pot of Biluochun when he was sweating profusely, and quench his thirst with the first cup of dried tea.

When the flowers withered in autumn, Shengshi Church meticulously stored the petals in bamboo baskets, dried them to make tea leaves, or made bookmarks, and secretly stuffed them into Lu Jinghong's books.

In winter, when the whole yard is covered with heavy snow, Sheng Shizhao always likes to set up a stove in the yard in the evening, and make a pot of authentic Beijing-style hot-boiled mutton for Lu Jinghong's body.

Every time at this time, Xin Wan would automatically come out to join in the fun. Uncle Cheng would take the opportunity to burn a pot of wine, and when he was drunk, he would brag about his deeds to Aunt Six, and Aunt Six would grab him by the ear and drive him to the house. sleep in.

With Shengshizhao, the Xiangyuan this year was extraordinarily lively.

In just one year, Sheng Shizhao's height has grown a lot, his shoulders have become much wider than before, the stubble on his lips is clearly visible, his voice has become deeper and more magnetic, and he already has what a mature man should have. appearance.

Originally, he thought that such days would last forever, until two days before his birthday, Lu Jinghong received a call.

The caller was Fei Yanchu, Lu Jinghong's senior brother.

On this day, Sheng Shizhao returned home from school as before, only to find that only Aunt Six was cooking in the kitchen.

"Where's my master?" Sheng Shizhao put down his schoolbag and prepared to help.Aunt Six wiped her hands on her apron and said, "Mr. Lu has gone to the airport."

"Going to the airport?" Sheng Shizhao was taken aback, "What are you doing at the airport? Are guests coming?"

Aunt Six said with a little embarrassment: "Mr. Shifu's master is critically ill. After Mr. Lu put down the phone, he booked the nearest flight ticket."

"Why didn't you tell me?" Sheng Shizhao's heart skipped a beat, he hurriedly took out his mobile phone and called Lu Jinghong, but the other party's mobile phone was always busy.

"Mr. Lu left in a hurry. He said he would let you study at ease, prepare for the exam well, and come back in two days." Aunt Six replied truthfully.

An inexplicable sense of loss suddenly hit his heart. Knowing that Lu Jinghong had only set off half an hour ago, he hurriedly inspected Lu Jinghong's bedroom. A taxi was stopped outside the park.