The scarlet moon is like blood, and the earth is clear!

The clouds flowed, and the water did not wave.

A small awning boat swung among the rustling reeds in the sky, like a wisp of floating, a speck of dust, and a fishing fire between heaven and earth.

Although the earth is big, there is nowhere to live, although the sky is far away, how can you climb, although people are born, they don't know their fate!

This is Lu Qianyu's true spiritual portrayal at this moment.

At this time, the cold wind poured into the cabin. The waves woke up drunk, and suddenly shivered.

He looked at Lu Qianyu.

I saw him, his back against the bulkhead, his hands drooping, his head slightly tilted back that was no longer high, and his eyes were half-open and half-closed, like a half-crippled sculpture that had experienced a hundred years of loneliness.

The wave shook the gourd in his hand.

No more alcohol!

He wanted to talk and rest, learned Lu Qianyu's posture, and sat opposite him. Walking with this sad man in the heart, it is inconvenient to make any statement in deeds. He may not understand how great the pain in Lu Qianyu's heart is at the moment, but he believes in one fact.

Young Master Lu will never be reluctant in the face of bad luck, he has a heart made of iron. It's just that his heart is being baked and melted by the fire!

There's a quote in the book that says it perfectly!

The waves pour ink in my mind...

The heavens will descend on the Si people... , must first suffer their minds... , work hard ... Toil....

He smiled helplessly, shook his head, and couldn't think of the next few words.

The Lu family, eighty-three people, including the black dog in the nursing home, was not spared, and all of them were made of soil overnight.

When Langliu told him the truth, his heart was like meditation, and he didn't shed a single tear, but his heart opened a mouth.

Lu Qianyu listened attentively, but he didn't shed tears, and he didn't even have any expression on his face.

It is only when people reach despair that their hearts truly return to peace.

Now, he was recalling every word, every tone of the wave's words.

His mind embarked on a long journey, flying away from the shattered shell, flying into the bleak night sky, flying over the clouds and clouds, flying over the reeds in the sky, until he landed in front of the gate of the Lu Mansion.

He seemed to see....

The solemn door was open, as if a ghost door had opened a hole, and a faint red light shot out from inside, passing through his soul.

There were sword marks on the door panel, blood stains on the steps, and corpses in the courtyard.

The loyal black dog stiffened, and before he could break free from his chains, he died.

The beautiful maidservants lay on their backs on the cold ground, their skirts torn open, revealing their fair shoulders, and there was no longer a flicker in their eyes.

The door to the boudoir of the small building toppled down, and the bodies of the three valets lay on the splinters of wood, blood clotted on their faces, and weapons on the side, indicating that they had tried to put up a fierce resistance.

In the room, the overturned table of the Eight Immortals, the cracked chair, the broken teacup, the bloody candlestick, the torn bed curtain.... Dog's breakfast!

Xiao Lou lay calmly on the bed, as if he was asleep. The two willow eyebrows frowned slightly, as if they were angry with him. The delicate eyes are filled with holes, and the corners of the mouth are slightly upturned, and there is no smile. Pale climbed up his cheeks, and two tear stains were like a long river of dryness. The rosy lips are difficult to exhale the breath of the orchid. In his clenched little hand, he held an unfinished mandarin duck purse.

She just fell asleep like that. Clean, silent. Naked and naked, with a shiny steel knife stuck in his chest, blood staining the sheets red, and splashing a few gorgeous plum blossoms on the wall.

"Xiaolou!" In the blink of an eye, the ticking sound pulled Lu Qianyu back to reality, the dark clouds cracked, the raindrops slapped on the roof of the cabin, and the water surface stirred up dense ripples. He raised his head and roared: "Why did you kill my Lu family?"

"I didn't see Shi Weng's body. Listening to the wind and rain, the mood was solemn, the scene of the Lu Mansion at that time was miserable, he definitely didn't want to mention it a second time, he said: "You calm down, shout, you can't solve the problem." ”

"Is he still alive?" Lu Qianyu picked up the broken sword and got up suddenly, "I can't calm down, I want to go back and have a look!"

"You heal your injuries first!" Langliu got up and gently put a hand on Lu Qianyu's shoulder. He continued: "After the rain stops, I will go to the city to find out the whereabouts of Shi Weng!"

"A hundred years of the Lu family, how can it be buried in my hands?" Lu Qianyu mourned and was angry, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, splashed on the bulkhead, and he almost roared and said: "This revenge is not avenged, I, Lu Qianyu, am no longer a human being, I go below, how to explain to my ancestors?"

The wind blew the curtain on the bow of the cabin, the candle flame beat violently, and after a few struggles that refused to give in, it was extinguished, and the cabin was pitch black.

Heavy rain was rapid.

In an instant, it seemed that thousands of beasts were constantly crashing into the boat.

"I can understand your feelings. Langliu handed over the handkerchief, took the opportunity to snatch the broken sword from Lu Qianyu's hand, and said calmly, "It's just that the rivers and lakes are about it, how can you fight alone in the rivers and lakes?"

"The Lu family has been in business for so many years, hasn't they stayed away from the rivers and lakes?"

"As long as we are alive, we will be in the rivers and lakes!

"Who's in charge?"

"The sword in your hand, the wine in my gourd!"

"Fuck your wine. ”

"Anyway, you can't go back now. ”

Lu Qianyu calmed down, and with the help of the darkness, he quietly shed two tears.

The spur of the waves was more like a long sword, painful and sharp, straight into the heart, making him suddenly wake up.

People in the world have no heart.

Just like Lu Qianyu, I wanted to be a proud young master with no worries about food and clothing. This time he couldn't help himself, it was all because of the pressure of others, he didn't believe in fate, but fate was cause and effect.

Since then, there has been no Young Master Lu in Linzhou City, only Lu Qianyu, who stumbled and stepped into the rivers and lakes.

After a heavy rain, the streets of Linzhou City were washed clean.

Just like history sealed in the years, no matter how much dust there was in the past, it has been washed away. It's like a boat stranded on a rocky beach, no matter how many waves it has passed in the past, it has eroded and rotted. Just like the tea leaves soaked in blue and white porcelain, no matter how much fragrance lingered before, it has been washed and faded.

Outside the city of Linzhou, the earth is steaming, the stream is murmuring, the young buds are germinating, and several new tombs are listening to the world in the sun.

In the blink of an eye, a few days have passed, Lu Qianyu is recuperating in the reeds, his injuries have improved, Shi Weng's whereabouts are still unknown, and the black-clothed swordsman has left no traces.

Langliu traveled back and forth to Linzhou City several times, and while buying the necessary food and medicinal materials, he brought news from the city.

The destruction of the Lu Mansion caused a sensation in the whole city. The people were shocked and sighed.

Those who receive the favor. He personally went to the door, held a large condolence party, built a tomb, buried the corpses, and cleaned the yard.

Those who worry about the sky. Groups of three or five sat down in the teahouse, speculating on the life and death of Master Lu.

Hate the jealous. On the street, whispering, talking about the truth that the prosperity of the family must decline.

A cold-eyed bystander. Continuing to live the same life, ignoring it.

Competitors of the past. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the tea party conspired to grab the Lufu industry at a low price.

The third son of the unfilial son of the Lu family, Lu Jian, who was swept away by Mrs. Lu, is back!

On this morning, eight stout and sturdy men carried a large sedan chair and walked all the way from the city gate to the Lu family compound.

Lu Jian got off the sedan chair and looked up at the two big characters of Lu Fu hanging under the eaves, and the memories of the old days came to his heart like a tide.

So, Lu Jian was full of emotion, and flicked his tears in front of the people of Linzhou, "Do evil, do evil." He said in an extremely firm tone: "Shi Jingshan, you old bastard! My Lu family is not kind to you on weekdays, but you actually colluded with bandits and killed people for money! I, Lu Jian, have made a poisonous oath here, if I don't catch the thief, I won't be a man in the next life!"

Lu Jian blew his nose, wiped his tears, looked miserable, wept until he couldn't breathe, and walked into the Lu Mansion with the support of the servants.

The gate of the Lu Mansion was slammed shut.

The people of Linzhou City have different opinions.

It is roughly divided into three factions.

One said: Shi Weng ate inside and out, greedy for the wealth of the Lu family, colluded with robbers on the rivers and lakes, and killed 83 members of the Lu family. The person who added oil and vinegar was even more convincing, saying that he saw Shi Lao Thief entertaining dozens of swordsmen in the restaurant on the night of the Lu family's tragedy.

One said: Shi Weng has been to the Lu family for more than 60 years, worked tirelessly, took care of all affairs in an orderly manner, and raised Young Master Lu single-handedly. If you are greedy for wealth, there are many opportunities to turn against the customer. How could he take a risk and leave behind his infamy? Most of the people who defended Shi Weng were Shi Weng's usual friends and close people who walked around the Lu Mansion. They are only a small part.

Lu Jian cried for a few days, his voice was hoarse, his eyes were swollen from crying, and his belly was suffocated.

So, he began to cheer up, took care of the Lu Mansion, repainted the Lu Mansion compound, sorted out the various industries of the Lu family, and turned the tide in front of the profiteers and villains who fell into the well, so that the dilapidated family was on the right track again.

The people of Linzhou couldn't help but admire him when they saw him burning the sundial like this, and they couldn't help but admire him.

Shi Weng is a thief who should be slashed with a thousand cuts! This viewpoint is basically true, and the masses firmly believe it.

When Lu Qianyu learned about this from the mouth of the waves, Lu Jian had been in office for more than half a month.

His face instantly turned into a piece of ice, and he couldn't help but feel cold when he saw the waves.

"A bunch of nonsense, blood spurting people!" Lu Qianyu smashed his fist on the old willow tree, the power was so great that the old tree trembled three times. "If Shi Weng is really that kind of treacherous and vicious person, does my uncle know him better than me?"

"Angry, why do you want to sprinkle on the old tree?" Langliu saw the magpie nest on the old tree and gave Lu Qianyu a punch and shook it down, but fortunately, he was quick and reached out to catch it, and a few yellow-billed birds in the nest almost became unjust souls. He said eloquently, "Your fists are as good as human words. ”

"All the people of the city believed?"

"If you don't believe it, what can they do?" Wave played with the chicks' beaks with his fingers, and they flapped their fleshy wings and competed for his fingers. "Look at them, they think of me as a mother. Wave said nonchalantly.

"I need to go back. Lu Qianyu was angry for a while, Shi Weng was slandered, his injury recovered very well, it was meaningless to stay in the reeds, if he didn't go back, he was afraid that Linzhou City was going to change, he turned around and got into the cabin, and said: "Without further ado, we will leave immediately." ”

Wave put down the bird, heard the sound of his busy work, and couldn't help laughing: "It's not time yet!"

Lu Qianyu got out of the cabin, carrying the broken sword in his hand, and said in a daze: "The third uncle has been away from home for many years, and he has long been separated from the Lu family. Now that you're back, why do you look like you're going to pluck the feathers of a goose?"

Langliu nodded and said, "Don't take advantage of the bastard." Then he shook his head and said, "Innocent! The Lu family is surnamed Lu." ”

"There's a fart. Lu Qianyu was confused by the way the waves shook his head and nodded, he was so smart, how could he not hear it, he had something in his words, he asked, "What do you mean?"

"We'll talk about it in the evening!" said Wave, laughing and burrowing into the reeds. After a moment, he shouted, "I'm going to get something to eat!"