Vol 9 Chapter 31: , Arrived in Qinyangcheng

Seeing her doing this, Lu Yang smirked in his heart. He continued: "Since then, I have vowed that as long as my father has not avenged his grievances, I will no longer consider personal matters. After all, the King of Joy, Wugong, is the undisputed number one master. Shao, if I become a relative, wouldn’t it hurt others? Not to mention that she might be hurt by me and be revengeful by the Happy King. Even if the Happy King doesn’t go to her, if I die, she will die alone. of."

Liu Yuru's eyes were full of touch, tears almost flickering, and said: "Brother Lu is really a good person. He is in such a crisis, but he is thinking of others."

Lu Yang smiled secretly, waiting until one day, you know the truth of everything, I'm afraid you won't think so. He felt like a big bad wolf, and Liu Yuru was like a little white rabbit.

Lu Yang looked sad and looked sad, and said, "This is my duty. I can't let innocent people be implicated when I am desperate. Alas, I am afraid that in my life, Spent like this."

Naturally, Liu Yuru was even more touched, and she admired and respected Lu Yang in her heart, and really regarded him as a hero with a sense of responsibility and chivalry.

The two people were talking in the carriage, and they didn't feel that time passed quickly, but the carriage did not stop for a moment. The two of them ate the dry food they brought in the car, and did not rest in the middle of the journey. By the time it was getting late, they had arrived in Qinyang City.

After arriving here, Lu Yang knew how serious the matter was.

What he wanted before was just a few people who died and a few people were missing, which had no effect on the huge city at all.

But the fact is that the entire Qinyang City is a decadent scene.

It is not because the snow in winter seems to be gloomy, but the whole city is plunged into a kind of desperate fear.

As soon as the carriage entered the city, Lu Yang heard mourning cries coming from outside the carriage, almost one after another, and his heart sank.

There was also a worried look on Liu Yuru's face.

The two people stopped the carriage, walked down from inside, and saw that the entire road of Qinyang City was sprinkled with paper money on both sides, and several coffins were parked. Around the coffins, family members in white filial attire were crying. . There were not a few pedestrians on the road, and occasionally some walked by. They all had their heads hung down, their faces were solemn, and their feet were fast, as if to avoid something.

The driver also looked in his eyes and was obviously frightened. He murmured: "When I came a few days ago, there was no such a sight. I didn't expect Qinyang to become like this in just a few days. ...Sigh." He shook his head helplessly, his eyes full of compassion.

Lu Yang heard this and asked him: "Excuse me, what was it like last time you came?"

The coachman said, "Although there are dead people, there are not so many people dead. Everything is normal. It is nothing more than a few more funeral teams. But today, it turns out that the city is full of mourning. spread."

auzw.com Liu Yuru frowned and said, "Where is this ghost cave that can cause such an uproar? Brother Lu, let's go and see."

Lu Yang waved his hand to stop her and said: "You can't act rashly. Let's find an insider to inquire about the situation before making plans. If we go so rashly, I'm afraid we will end up just like them."

Although Liu Yuru was anxious, she understood that Lu Yang was right, so she nodded and said, "We are not familiar with the place where we are born. Where can we find someone who knows it?"

"Let's go to the gathering place of the beggars. The beggars are all over the world, and the news is always the best."

Liu Yuru nodded again.

According to the address that Jia Liuer left for himself before, Lu Yang took Liu Yuru to an abandoned courtyard in the east of Qinyang City.

There is a plaque crookedly hung on the gate of the courtyard with the words "Confucian Mansion" written on it. The courtyard is composed of two layers, which is not considered a luxurious place, but for beggars, it is a good place to have enough body. Lu Yang guessed that it was probably a family surnamed Confucius. Later, they were depressed and left the place. The house was abandoned and became a gathering place for beggars here.

At the door of the Confucius Mansion, Lu Yang saw an old beggar in tattered clothes, about sixty years old, lying diagonally at the door, poking a dog stick to the side, while he himself stretched out his hand in the torn cotton jacket. Stopped groping, as if catching lice.

In such a cold weather, the old beggar didn’t wear a hat, his head was bare, his gray hair turned a bun indiscriminately, and a black tree stick was inserted as a hairpin, which was blown by the wind. It was a mess, and as he fumbled in the torn jacket, he tore open most of the placket, but he didn't seem to feel cold.

Lu Yang couldn't help but be amazed. In such a cold weather, even a sloppy beggar, I am afraid that there is no lice on his body. And now it was getting dark, and the wind was cold and snowy, and the old beggar was lying in the snow. What surprised him even more was that the surrounding area of ​​the old beggar turned out to be clean, without a piece of snow, but the snow had already fallen heavily outside his body.

Liu Yuru saw that she naturally understood much better than Lu Yang, and she couldn't help taking a breath of air-conditioning, and whispered in surprise: "Lu Dongbin lies in the snow."

The second monk Lu Yang couldn't figure it out. He didn't know what Liu Yuru was talking about. He was about to ask her, but he heard the old beggar's jealous laugh. His voice was dry and dumb, and it was very ugly.

After laughing for a long time, he stopped, and still said in that hoarse voice: "The'Huashan Jade Girl' is really so informative!"

Liu Yuru said strangely: "Do you know who I am?"

The old beggar said: "The seven martial arts masters, so famous, who would not know?"

It was a compliment, but when it came out of his mouth, Liu Yuru felt unspeakable awkward. She looked at the beggar intently and said, "I don't know how this senior is called?" Even though the beggar in front of her is not amazing or even awkward. Said it was ugly, but Liu Yuru knew clearly that he was lying in the snow, and the true qi from his body evaporated the snow within ten feet of it, without leaving a trace of water. Waiting for the skill, it was Lu Dongbin, who was a beggar who helped drunk the Eight Immortal Mind Method. He would never be able to practice it without 30 years of concentrated study. Therefore, the words are very respectful. ..

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