Traveling through the Lotus Tower: Li Lianhua, you must live well

Li Lianhua walked on the winding mountain path, but after less than half an hour she was already exhausted and out of breath.

He stopped, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, and leaned against a tree trunk by the roadside to rest.

He fanned himself with his sleeves and couldn't help but laugh at himself, "As expected, it's inconvenient without internal energy. I get tired after walking a few steps. Why have I never felt that this mountain road is so difficult to walk before?

Hey, Li Lianhua, ah Li Lianhua, you are not able to do it now.

Hey, if someone had told Li Xiangyi three months ago that one day he would have such a hard time going home, he would have been punished by Shao Shijian. "

During the East China Sea War, Li Lianhua was stabbed through the left shoulder by Di Feisheng, and then hit by his Sad Wind Destroying All Directions, which caused all the meridians in his body to be severed. The poison of the green tea under Yun Biqiu spread throughout his body, and it was constantly devouring his internal energy and destroying his body.

If it weren't for the special slowness of Yangzhou, anyone else who came here would be queuing up to drink Meng Po soup.

Although he had been recuperating in a small fishing village in the East China Sea for three months, Su Ci had only cured his external injuries, but his internal organs that had been damaged by the green tea poison and Di Feisheng's internal force were not so easy to heal.

Otherwise, in the play, Di Feisheng would not have used all kinds of panaceas for ten years but still failed to recover to his prime, and had to resort to the idea of Guanyin's tears.

So, Li Lianhua is now a crispy skin. She looks fine on the outside, but still tattered on the inside, no different from Lin Daiyu.

Look, I felt tired after only climbing for half an hour.

In the past, running this distance back and forth would only take a moment.

Li Lianhua rested enough and continued to walk forward. However, this time, she stopped again after walking for a while.

His eyes were wide open, his expression was dazed, and he stood there stupidly, as if he had seen something incredible.

I saw a tombstone standing in the woods a few hundred meters ahead, with a candlelight flickering faintly in front of it.

Li Lianhua had an ominous premonition in her heart: Yunyin Mountain was the private property of her master and mistress, and apart from her master and mistress, almost no one else would come here.

This place is not far from the master's residence. Who is so bold as to erect a monument and build a tomb here? How could the master and his wife allow it?

Li Lianhua suppressed her uneasiness and stumbled forward, and saw the seven big characters "The Tomb of My Late Husband Qimushan" engraved on the stone tablet.

The tombstone is very new, having been erected not long ago.

"How could it be? How could the old man die? Even if I die, the old man cannot die! How is this possible? This is impossible!" Li Lianhua took a step back in disbelief, muttering to herself with red eyes, unable to believe that her master was dead.

Then, he seemed to have thought of something, and used his Qinggong skills to rush towards Yunju Pavilion at the end of the path.

At this moment, Li Lianhua did not spare her internal strength. She rushed to Yunju Pavilion like crazy with her Posing Steps and kicked the gate of the courtyard open with force.

The tables, chairs and benches in the courtyard were neatly arranged, and there was no mess in the room, as if the owner was just going out for a walk and would be back soon.

Li Lianhua looked around and searched every room. There was no one in the house and the items in the room were all neatly arranged. It seemed that someone came to clean the room regularly.

In this way, the possibility of enemies coming to your door can be eliminated.

But, how could the old man die? Where is the master's wife?

Li Lianhua stood in Yunju Pavilion in panic, her mind in a mess, and she couldn't remember what to do.