Rebirth for the good

With his profound internal strength, Lu Shangming effortlessly sucked out all the snake venom that had penetrated into Dao Hui's meridians, but the snake venom went straight into his body along with his true energy. After a short while, his lips turned purple, his chest It's dull.

Lu Shangming suddenly laughed, thinking that if he hadn't forced his internal energy into Daohui's body before, he wouldn't have to take the risk of getting himself poisoned by the deadly snake poison.

Forget it, Lu Shangming has lost his mind in the face of this punishment from the heavens. He is already a dead person, and now he has saved Daohui's life in a daze, so he will pay for the crime of abolishing his Shaolin martial arts. You can stand upright and question Yama, who doesn't distinguish between good and evil.

But as soon as he closed his eyes, Murong Xian's face was like a ghost, and he couldn't dissipate no matter how he got rid of it. Lu Shangming's sea of ​​anger suddenly surged like a tide, and the old and new hatred rushed to his forehead for a while, and he raised his head and shouted loudly Said: "If the heavens have the ability to see the world, why can that villain Murong Xian sit firmly on the position of leader! God, if you really can distinguish between good and evil, then let me, Lu Shangming, survive this calamity safely. You must be willing to do good for the world."

As soon as Lu Shangming finished speaking, his throat was fishy and sweet, and he spit out a big mouthful of black blood, but found that the pain disappeared immediately. He couldn't help being very surprised. The snake venom should have traveled all over the eight meridians along with the true energy. Why did it seem to be blocked? Halfway, those who couldn't get up or down were pushed out by true energy instead.

"Eight Desolation Heart Sutra?" Lu Shangming suddenly remembered that he was attacked by Murong Xian at the critical juncture of his study that day. It must be because of the stagnation of true energy in his body. This originally greatly damaged the skill, but now it is a blessing in disguise. It is really a miracle .It's just that the Eight Desolation Heart Sutra has been destroyed, and I'm afraid I won't be able to practice this meridian well in a lifetime.

However, Lu Shangming didn't take it seriously, his current martial arts are more than enough to deal with Murong Xian, not to mention that from now on, he no longer needs to be afraid of the green bamboo poison, which is a beautiful thing, but this God...he couldn't help but looked up again Looking at the clear sky, is it really so effective?

He was secretly scolding himself for talking too much about being good at Jianghu, and he didn't notice that Nangong Yu had returned with herbal medicine. He didn't come back to his senses until he heard someone talking. Lu Shangming was afraid that he would find something, so he couldn't help being slightly startled. "What did you say?"

"Young man, let's do my little master's healing. His snake venom has been removed, so there is no serious problem." Nangong Yu said, and applied the herbal medicine to Dao Hui's calf wound.

He was seriously injured just now, and Lu Shangming couldn't be sure whether Nangong Yu heard something he shouldn't know, so he could only pretend to be nonchalant, and gave a soft "hmm".

Nangong Yu's medicine was really effective, Dao Hui had already woken up, and said: "It's a sin, a sin, I didn't want to hurt the green snake, but whoever thought about it was bitten by it."

Lu Shangming was amused when he heard the words, and his boredom dissipated a lot, but he cursed: "It bit you, and you still care about it."

Daohui replied earnestly: "The green snake is harmless to my heart. It is the little monk who occupies its territory. It is only natural to be bitten by it."

"Then what if the villain hurts you?" Lu Shangming didn't believe that it was impossible to plant a demonic root on Dao Hui, "If you are soft-hearted and don't want to kill him, then he will continue to do harm to the world."

"My little monk, my little monk..." Daohui felt his head ache from thinking about it, but his master had said that if he met a golden man, it would be fine to kill him, but when he thought of the white knife going in and the red knife coming out, he couldn't help feeling a little palpitating.

Lu Shangming spat: "Useless things."

Nangong Yu hurriedly tried to persuade him: "Little master is kind by nature, so please don't make things difficult for him."

"Don't ask you to talk too much." Lu Shangming suddenly realized that the noble young man in front of him was dressed up as Nangong Yu, who he had been looking for so hard. Why should he be at odds with him because of the stupid monk, and finally said: "Let's go on the road." He couldn't help but sigh It would be great if Daohui was Nangong Yu.

Daohui stood up with support on his hands: "Young monk is fine, the old benefactor of Nangong may be in danger, there is no need to delay."

"Come on." Lu Shangming sat down on the horse and held out his hand to Daohui.In this way, coupled with the life-saving grace just now, no matter what, it should be considered a great deed.

Daohui was overjoyed, grabbed Lu Shangming's hand and sat behind him, and said, "Benefactor Lu, the little monk just had a strange dream."

Lu Shangming said, "What."

"The little monk dreamed that Lu benefactor cured the snake poison for the little monk. This strange dream is as if it happened in real life..."

"You talk nonsense again, be careful that I will cut your tongue." Lu Shangming no longer cared about Daohui's injury, and galloped forward on the horse.

After hurriedly driving for more than half a day, the three arrived in Quzhou, which now belongs to Liangzhe East Road. Nan Gongyu's father came here decades ago and settled in Longyou County in Quzhou.

"This name is really special." Lu Shangming entered Longyou County, saw the simple folk customs here, there were literati walking there from time to time, and the scenery was even more beautiful, and he couldn't help but sigh in admiration.

Nangong Yu said with a smile: "When my father first came here, this place was still called Yingchuan. It was only after the death of the first emperor that the name was restored. Perhaps it is because Feng Shui is very good. There have been many elegant people in the past century." He thought of his father. , and couldn't help but look a little lonely.

The three of them slowed down, and after walking for a while, they saw a quaint mansion not far away. When they got closer, they saw that the wall was covered with creepers, which may have been in disrepair for a long time. It was a little broken, and the two stone lions at the gate were worn out and lost their mighty aura.

"This is my home." Nangong Yu got off his horse and said.

He was well-dressed, and his hands were generous. It was unbelievable that he would live in such a dilapidated house.

I saw him knock on the door, and after a while, an old man came out from the inside. When the old man saw Nangong Yu, his face was full of spring breeze, and he hurriedly welcomed him in, "Master, you are back, the old lady just said What about you, young master?"

Nangong Yu pointed to Lu Shangming and Dao Hui behind him and said, "Uncle Fang, these two are my friends."

"So it's the young master's friend, please come in," Fang Shu asked Nangong Yu, "Do you have any news about the young master?"

Nangong Yu shook his head.

Uncle Fang sighed: "It's better not to tell the truth to the old lady, the villain is afraid that she will be too sad and hurt her body."

Nangong Yu explained to Lu Shangming: "The old lady that Uncle Fang mentioned is my grandma, and besides Uncle Fang, there is also Yue'er, my grandmother's personal maid, in this house."

"Such a big house, counting the old benefactor of Nangong, usually there are only five of you." Dao Hui widened his eyes, looked around, and saw that although the house was big, it was as dilapidated as the outside.

Nangong Yu nodded, and said: "My father often leaves home to do business, and I also like to go out, so what's the use of having so many servants."

Although what he said was reasonable, Lu Shangming murmured in his heart, not to mention that the Nangong family had a lot of money but did not renovate the house, and gave the old lady a comfortable place to live. The holy religion has an inexplicable relationship, so the surprisingly low-key and simple here seems to be deceptive.

"Is Yu'er back?" An old voice suddenly came from the room, and then an old woman with a cane came out tremblingly, went straight to meet Nangong Yu, and stretched out her hand to touch his face. with.

Nangong Yu first subconsciously hid back, and then put his face on it, "Grandma, it's me."

The old lady glanced at the person behind her grandson, and said with a smile: "These two children are really good-looking, come on, come in."

Daohui blushed, said hello, and followed into the room together.

It was almost dusk at this time, and the old lady had already prepared a table of dishes. Dao Hui couldn't help asking: "Old benefactor, why do you still have so many dishes when you are alone at home?"

The old lady held Nangong Yu's hand and giggled: "Who knows when these two people will come back. If they come back suddenly but have no food, it will be the old lady's fault." The two people in her mouth should be Nangong Yu and his father.

The maid Yue'er, who has been busy serving dishes, interjected: "Little master, don't say that the old lady is a waste. If I can't finish these dishes, the old lady will call the neighbors to come over, just to make fun of it."

Daohui repeatedly praised the old lady for her benevolence and kindness, but Lu Shangming sat there frowning and said nothing. He seemed to smell something familiar, sniffed it vigorously, but was disturbed by the steaming food in front of him perception.

He had been driving for three days in a row, and all he had left in his stomach was the illusory and unsatisfactory internal energy. He couldn't bear it this time, picked up his chopsticks and chose vegetarian dishes to eat, and Daohui beside him had already eaten two bowls of white rice. Stomach.

"Eat slowly, why are you so rude in front of the master." He reprimanded Daohui in a low voice.

The old lady smiled and said: "It's okay, it's okay, if the little master doesn't have enough to eat, I will ask Yue'er to cook some vegetarian dishes."

Daohui quickly swallowed the food in her mouth and saluted: "Then thank you, old lady."

Lu Shangming frowned involuntarily, he now regarded Dao Hui as his follower, if this Dao Hui was rude in front of others, he would feel ashamed of himself.

Yue'er, who had been busy all day, also had some reluctance on her face, but seeing the earnest eyes of the old lady, she had to give Daohui a look and went to the kitchen.

"Are the two children here to play?" the old lady asked

"Little Monk is ordered by Master to deliver a secret letter to the master." Daohui realized that he had said something wrong again as soon as he had spoken.

The old lady sighed, and suddenly stood up with difficulty on crutches: "Old lady