San’in Rikufu

“Master, it’s not good.”

The slave Ard knocked on the door of the study of the family master Lu Ziyu in the morning, looking panicked.

“What’s so alarming?”

Lu Ziyu is more than seventy years old, but he is in excellent spirits, and when he saw Ade’s panicked appearance, he frowned slightly.

“On the wall outside, there is… There are bloody handprints! ”

“Huh? Is it Li Mochou? ”

A sneer appeared at the corner of Lu Ziyu’s mouth and walked out.

On the outside wall are printed two rows of palm prints, one above, two in the middle, and five below, for a total of eight.

Every palm print is as red as blood.

“The above one hit me, right?”

“In the middle, it’s probably a fight for the two of Yuanzheng, right?”

“The bottom five, it should be yours, right? It’s dragging you down. ”

Lu Ziyu was slightly startled when he saw the last row of handprints.

Looking at Ade’s gaze, a little apologetic.

“Sir, we are not afraid of death. But although the female devil is murderous, it actually has nothing to do with us. ”

“Why should you…”

Knowing that he would die, Ade asked a rare word in his heart.

Although Lu Ziyu’s surname is Lu, he actually has nothing to do with Lu Zhanyuan.

But knowing that Li Mochou was acting, Old Man Lu actually wrote to the imperial court and asked to give her a canonical punishment.

When the Southern Song court heard that it was a martial arts master who had committed an incident, it immediately had a headache, and casually found an excuse and prevaricated.

Originally, the matter came to this point.

However, Lu Ziyu sent people to post his own “Biography of the Poisonous Woman” all over the city, writing Li Mochou’s various actions into it.

This time, it poked a hornet’s nest.

was released by Li Mochou to extinguish the door on the fifteenth of the month.

Do the math, exactly today.

“Nothing to do with us?”

“Just because of the surname He, she dusted and killed dozens of Old Boxer He’s family.”

“Sixty-three cargo stores and shipping lines above the Yuan River were destroyed, and hundreds of people died, but there was a ‘Yuan’ character in the Yuan River?”

“I destroyed Lujiazhuang a while ago.”

“Jianghu man, he should be a person first and foremost.”

“This kind of person who has lost his conscience is also worthy of being a person?”

“How can the old man not write a document for the unjust dead?”

Lu Ziyu said a lot, seemed a little excited, waved his hand, and walked into the hall.

In the hall, a portrait of a scholar hangs.

The scholar wears a Confucian robe, and the belt is fluttering, and it is extremely elegant.

In his eyes, there is hidden the pain of unrewarded ambition.

This is Lu Ziyu’s father, Lu You.

The husband is indomitable, what is the theory of success or failure?

“Old man, a Taoist priest is here.”

While Lu Ziyu was thinking, Ade rushed in again and said loudly.

“Is it Li Mochou? The old man was about to take a moment. ”

“Uh, no, no, it’s a Taoist leader, no…”

Ade was also a little dizzy.

“What the hell?”

“Zhao Zhijing, a disciple of the Poor Dao Quanzhen Sect, has seen Old Master Lu.”

Chen Yu heard that Ade was entangled in the hall, and simply walked in.

He rushed to Shanyin yesterday and met Liu Zhixuan and Sun Buer.

The two learned that Li Mochou wanted to wash the Lu Mansion in blood on the night of the full moon, and specially came to intercept it.

Li Mochou heard that it was these two people who challenged, and he was not afraid, with one against two.

He also cast an ice silver needle and seriously injured Sun Buji in a sneak attack.

Liu Zhixuan was helpless, so he could only take Sun Buer to retreat and wait for reinforcements.

When Chen Yu saw Sun Buer’s appearance, he was also a little helpless, so he asked Liu Zhixuan to take her back to the mountain as soon as possible.

Liu Zhixuan’s martial arts skills are not as good as Qiu Chuji and the others, and it is estimated that he can’t even catch a move from the Condor with all his might.

The seniority is still high.

Staying by Chen Yu’s side is not only difficult to arouse, but also a burden.

It’s better to come by yourself.

Liu Zhixuan also knew that his martial arts skills were too far behind this master and nephew.

Casually explained how careful Chen Yu was in everything, so he hurriedly took Sun Buer back to the mountain.

After all, the Quanzhen Sect is a big sect, the background is sufficient, and there is still no shortage of detoxification and healing pills.

Although the Ice Silver Needle is powerful, it is not as good as the super poisons of the Seven-Star Begonia and the Mangmu Zhu Clam.

Going back to cultivate for a few months should not have a big impact.

“Quan Zhen disciple? It is worthy of the right path of martial arts, chivalrous and righteous! ”

“A few days ago, Daoist Liu and Daoist Sun helped each other, and the old man did not dare to forget it.”

Lu Ziyu was startled, knowing that he had made a fuss, and he was also a little embarrassed.

“Poor Dao only learned about this a few days ago, and arrived overnight, but fortunately there was no delay.”

Chen Yu smiled.

Although he is not familiar with Lu Ziyu.

But Lu You still knows quite well.

After all, when I was a child, I didn’t memorize Lu You’s poems in the exam.

Li Mochou is also lucky, this is the plane of the Condor of God, and the literati do not have any extraordinary power.

If you change to a worldview such as Confucianism and the Most Holy Spirit.

I’m afraid that Lu You can kill her with a single thought.

Speaking of which, it was almost this year that Wen Tianxiang, the future Right Minister and Privy Envoy of the Southern Song Dynasty, was also born.

The intersection of history and fiction makes Chen Yu have some wonderful feelings.

Words to describe in one word.

It probably is: floating like a dream.

“The Taoist elder’s grace to help, the old man is deeply kind.”

“But although that Li Demon Head is extremely cruel, he is extremely martial arts.”

“Dao Chang is righteous and righteous, and he is not a thing in the pool in the future, and he does not have to sacrifice in vain.”

“The Dao Master has achieved great success, and it is the same to avenge the old immortal.”

Lu Ziyu thought about it and persuaded.

Although he does not know any martial arts.

But I also know that the elders of others join forces, and they are not Li Mochou’s opponents.

If the Taoist in front of him is bent on staying here, nine times out of ten he will be buried with him.

Although righteous, some are not worth it.

“It’s okay, then although Li Mochou’s martial arts are acceptable, the poor Dao can still deal with it.”

Chen Yu’s eyes flashed, looking at the bloody handprint at the door, and smiled slightly.

……

At night, at Chen Yu’s request, Lu Ziyu stayed in the hall with his son, daughter-in-law and others, and closed the hall door.

Chen Yu sold a large pot of wine and sat alone in the patio to drink cold.

Although Li Mochou’s martial arts are not good, the dark weapon is still okay.

In case of using the method of rain full of smallpox to put a cloud of ice silver needles, Chen Yu could not guarantee that the entire Lu Mansion would be spared.

However, let Lu Fu go up and down and hide first, that is.

In the silence, I suddenly heard a soft song floating in the distance.

Although they are far apart, the song is clear and clear, and it is clearly heard: “Ask the world, what is love, directly teach life and death?” ”

With each word sung, it got much closer, and the third song did not stop, and it came to the door.

It seems that someone gently slapped on the gate, and the palm spat out.

“Slam Pengkara” sounded several times, the inner door latch broke, and the gate flew open to both sides.

Outside the door, there stood a beautiful Taoist aunt wearing an apricot yellow robe, smiling and gentle.

“Poor Dao has seen the Chilian fairy Li Mochou.”

Chen Yu sat in place and arched his hands slightly.

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