Heavenly Master raises ghosts daily

Lu Ping was awakened by the noisy sounds outside the hall, outside were the exclamation of unknown people, the sound of running, and the sound of heavy objects being pushed to the ground.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Lu Ping was still a little dazed, but when he heard the voice outside, his thoughts slowly came back, and he also had some guesses in his heart. The palace was so chaotic, it must be Wei Yuyang's people calling.

It's just that this time was earlier than Lu Ping expected.

Putting his hands under the pillow, he took out the Yanxuan sword and put it on his waist. Lu Ping put on his clothes and was about to leave the bedroom. Just halfway through the threshold, Yanxuan ran into the bedroom in a panic.

"Don't worry, what happened." Seeing Yan Xuan's flustered look, Lu Ping laughed instead, his smile was very gentle, like a spring breeze blowing on his face.

And seeing Lu Ping's current state, Yan Xuan also knew that Lu Ping already knew what happened in the palace, his calm seemed to spread, and Yan Xuan gradually calmed down, he adjusted his breathing, and did not speak seriously until he calmed down .

"Yesterday, the king asked me to dismiss the palace servants, but there were so many servants in the palace, and they were called together to distribute the money record rolls, and only two palaces were dispatched in one night. I thought I would finish dispatching them this morning, but Tiangang The Hunan army arrived outside the city tower of Liangjing, and the city gate guards resisted desperately, but the news had already spread to the palace, and the palace people became chaotic."

Listening to Yan Xuan's words, Lu Ping nodded, "They should be flustered when soldiers approach the city, so don't criticize too much, how many guards are there in the palace?"

"King?" Yan Xuan was stunned for a moment, wondering what Lu Ping meant by asking the guard.

"Someone is still fighting for Langji country. I said that I will live and die together with Langji. Do you want me to live by idling?" Lu Ping said, looking up at Yan Xuan.

Yan Xuan felt that Lu Ping had seen through his thoughts, and he ran over in a panic just to take advantage of the chaos and send Lu Ping out of the palace to a safe place. Langji Kingdom is powerless now, and it would be too unnecessary to catch Lu Ping again up.

Yanxuan has never had much affection for Langji Country, just because this is Lu Ping's country, all he cares about is Lu Ping's comfort.

Although Yan Xuan didn't speak, the change in Yan Xuan's expression already showed that Lu Ping's previous guess was correct. He knew that Yan Xuan's actions and thoughts were all for his own sake, but Lu Ping still couldn't help but chuckled, "If I want to live with this Surprisingly, I would have reached an agreement with Wei Yuyang the day he came, so why bother to wait until now."

"Wang..." Yan Xuan's voice was very low, because he thought that he knew Lu Ping too well, so Yan Xuan could not accept the decision he made, and he didn't understand why a person would sacrifice his life for the so-called responsibility .

"What about you? What are your thoughts?" Lu Ping then asked.

Now Yan Xuan did not hesitate at all, "Where the king is, Yan Xuan will be there."

"Aren't you afraid of death?" Lu Ping asked again.

"I wish to live and die with my king." Yan Xuan looked seriously at Lu Ping's pupils, and his voice was as firm as an oath.

His eyes were stabbed by Yan Xuan's sincere gaze, Lu Ping tilted his head, and bent his lips, "Look, you are willing to live and die with me, and I am also willing to live and die with Langji, in fact, they are all the same .”

"It's different." Hearing Lu Ping's words, Yan Xuan whispered, his voice was very low, and Lu Ping didn't hear clearly, showing a questioning look.

The pinnae of the ears were a little hot, Yan Xuan looked away in embarrassment, he coughed lowly, raised his fingers and rubbed the tip of his nose, "I'm going to count the guards in the palace."

"Okay." Seeing what Yan Xuan said, Lu Ping nodded.

Yan Xuan went to count the guards, and the palace people in the palace were also scattered. The once glorious Langji Palace is now miserable and cold. Looking coldly at the dark red palace walls around, Lu Ping raised his hand and pressed his waist Yanxuan Sword.

After today, no matter what the result is, everything will be settled.

When Yan Xuan came back again, Lu Ping was sitting behind the desk. He had already changed out of the dark black clothes and put on thick armor. He had never worn armor before on the battlefield, and his every move now seemed a bit stiff.

Putting down the pen and pressing a light blue pebble on the silk cloth, Lu Ping picked up a folded yellow silk cloth from the table.

Seeing Yan Xuan walking in, Lu Ping got up, his face was extremely pale against the dark armor.

Stopping in front of Yan Xuan, Lu Ping silently took the yellow silk cloth and tucked it into Yan Xuan's palm, "Hold this carefully."

"This is..." Not knowing what Lu Ping suddenly handed over, Yan Xuan opened the silk cloth, and what came into view was an address, followed by a map.

This is Lu Ping's tomb.

The first thing every king of Langji Kingdom does after ascending the throne is to choose a site to build a mausoleum. Lu Ping has no special requirements for the mausoleum. He and the map were handed over to Yan Xuan. This person really did not intend to come back alive.

With a sharp stab in his heart, Yan Xuan is a sword spirit who usually doesn't get sick, but now he has the feeling that he can't breathe, and Yan Xuan, who used to be obedient in the past, even stuffed the silk cloth back into Lu Ping's hands, "It's better for the king to keep such confidential documents."

Knowing why Yan Xuan refused, Lu Ping lowered his eyes and smiled, he raised Yan Xuan's hand, put the silk cloth in his palm again, and said before Yan Xuan refused: "No matter what the result is today, I should put this I leave it to you, after all, you are the only one beside me who can trust me now."

He is the king of Langji, with a supreme status, but only Lu Ping and Yan Xuan know about the loneliness of the king.

Dare not to get close to others, and others dare not approach at will, trust is worn out again and again, if there are others around Lu Ping, he can't even sleep peacefully, only Yanxuan and his sword spirit, Lu Ping can trust without any grudges.

Sad but safe to do.

The silk cloth in his hand weighed as much as a thousand catties, but Yan Xuan could no longer refuse Lu Ping's words to such an extent, and squeezed the yellow silk cloth tightly in his palm, Yan Xuan said seriously: "My lord, I will definitely take good care of it. .”

"En." Lu Ping frowned, "The people have been counted, go to the city gate."

There are not many guards available in the palace. When Yan Xuan sent the palace people away, some of them took the money and fled as soon as possible. Now there are only [-] people standing in front of Lu Ping, and these [-] people have also put on thick armor. They looked resolute, there was no cowardice in their eyes, and they were ready to die.

There was a long sword at his waist, and the Yanxuan sword was pinned to his belt. Lu Ping turned over and stepped on the horse, drew out the long sword and pointed to the sky, "Let's go!"

The originally bustling long street has been dilapidated, and the doorways of the shops are deserted. The wooden tables and wooden benches are thrown to one side in a disorderly manner, and the residents' rooms will no longer have smoke rolling out, giving them a desolate look.

The city gate has not yet fallen, and the guards are standing on the tower with blood on their faces and no time to heal the wounds on their bodies. The city gate asked the guards who guarded the gate to open the city gate, and he rushed out with the people.

There are more than [-] soldiers in Hunan, and Lu Ping has [-] guards. The difference in numbers is like hitting a stone with a pebble, but he still has subjects who are willing to live and die with him. How can Lu Ping give up so easily?

Confronting the Hunan soldiers in front of them, the guards on the tower behind them saw Lu Ping's back, their eyes lit up, "It's the king! It's the king! He didn't give up on us!" The soldiers of the Langji country cheered. The fire in the hearts of the guards ignited again, so what about the disparity in strength?They can fight again!

The general of the Hunan army was a rough man, his beard blocked his expression, he looked contemptuously at the eighty guards behind Lu Ping. If you surrendered early, don't take these brats to death, why would you risk so many lives for your face?"

"Who is earning some face now?" Lu Ping asked with a sneer, "The general speaks so unreasonably, it seems that my Langji country took the lead in raising troops to fight."

"Who destroyed the country of Xiang? When the new king of Langji came to the throne, we can deny the shameless things done by the predecessors?!" The general of Hunan widened his eyes, and the horse under his crotch also snorted.

"New enmity and old grievances are piled up together, no one is innocent anyway." As soon as the General of Xiang State finished speaking, Wei Entroyang rode slowly out of the soldiers of Xiang State. There was a wooden cart behind him. The smell of blood gets stronger the older it gets.

Lu Ping couldn't see what was in the wooden cart at first, until Wei Entropy Yang walked up to the people, he seemed to want Lu Ping to see more clearly, and even led his horse back to one side, Lu Ping could see clearly what was inside the cart. thing.

The wooden cart was full of corpses from top to bottom. There were not many wounds on the corpses, and they were killed with a single knife. There were also people wearing the clothes of the palace of Langji Kingdom on the corpses. These were the subjects of Langji Kingdom.

When Lu Ping came out, he didn't see the people in the city. He thought they had all escaped, but he didn't expect...they were all killed by Wei Yuyang.

Holding the rein tightly, Lu Ping's eyes were full of hatred, "Wei! Entropy! Yang!"

"Don't be angry, king, I said that I will not let you go." Wei Yuyang showed a happy smile on his face, "Besides, you, the king, are still desperately resisting, and you are a subject who is trying to survive. How can this be possible? Help you clear the portal—”

Before Wei Entropy could finish his sentence, his figure flashed and a cluster of arrows streaked across his side face, leaving a bloodstain. Behind Lu Ping, Yan Xuan still kept his archery posture and did not move.

"It seems that the king doesn't intend to listen to the minister's words." Wei Yuyang said with some disappointment, his tone was disappointed but his expression was full of interest and certainty, he raised his hand and waved forward, "Kill it." His tone was light and light Yes, like trampling an ant to death.

The general of Xiangguo was full of fighting spirit, brandishing his weapon, and with a shout in his throat, he drove his horse forward.

Thirty thousand soldiers came rushing in. Wei Entropy Yang sat on the horse and remained motionless, watching with his own eyes that the soldiers of Xiang State easily devoured Lu Ping and the [-] guards he brought.

The smile on his face never dissipated from the very beginning, with the smell of blood in his nose, and the sound of war drums and roars in his ears. Wei Entropy stretched out his arms comfortably, and then made seals with both hands. Those corpses in the wooden cart seemed to be buried Pulled by many lines, they returned to the city of Kyoto one by one.

At the same time, the silver thread finally enveloped the entire capital. The soldiers who resisted on the top of the city tower had their hearts pierced by the silver thread. After tasting the taste of blood, the silver thread suddenly came alive. It was too late to send out, and there was no breath in an instant.

Lu Ping held a long sword in his hand, and his arms were already weak when he slashed left and right, his face and body were covered with blood, and the guards around him fell one by one, but their enemies still rushed up one after another, their throats were so dry , Lu Ping couldn't make any sound, his eyes were full of blood, but suddenly there was a dull bell ringing in his ears, and Wei Entropy's formation was completed.

Lost for a moment, Lu Ping was almost seen by a soldier. Fortunately, there was Yan Xuan beside him. Yan Xuan hacked the soldier to death, and at the same time stretched out his hand and pulled Lu Ping hard, "King!"

Lu Ping suddenly came back to his senses, and knocked down the Hunan soldiers with a backhand sword. He was surrounded by piles of corpses, and there was no one else beside him except Yan Xuan.

Wei Yuyang was still sitting on the high horse, as if he was watching some kind of picture-book drama performed. There was no one else in Langji Kingdom except Lu Ping and Yan Xuan. The [-] soldiers of Xiang Kingdom also suffered heavy losses. Nine thousand soldiers of Xiang State were killed, but Yan Xuan and Lu Ping were among them, so this number is not too strange.

Looking at the red-eyed Lu Ping, Wei Entropy raised his hand. He still had a gift for Lu Ping.

The Hunan soldiers stopped and stopped attacking. They took a few steps back to keep a distance from Lu Ping, but at the same time it was a barrier that could not be broken through.

Lu Ping, Yanxuan, and the soldiers of the Hunan State were clearly separated. He watched Wei Entropy Yang driving his horse, and pointed his hand behind him, "My king, the opening of the formation cannot be stopped. Say goodbye to your subjects well."

"Really?" Lu Ping raised his eyes. He didn't look back. There was a sarcastic smile on his lips, and he looked at Wei Yuyang with a sneer. It was flawless, but it was defeated by its own ego."

Lu Ping's words made Wei Entropy Yang's heart feel uneasy, the ground under his feet suddenly loosened, followed by a straight falling feeling, Wei Entropy Yang reacted quickly and got off his horse, he wanted to take out a charm from his cuff and float in the air, but Lu Ping's movements Faster than him, he took away all the spells of Wei Yuyang, and at the same time Yan Xuan restrained Wei Yuyang and brought him to Lu Ping.

Yan Xuan quickly bound Wei Entropy Yang's hands with a rope.

No matter how powerful the great witch is, without the spell, he can only be a mortal at the mercy of others.

"You should have killed me early." Lu Ping looked at Wei Yuyang, and then he pressed down his hand suddenly. The soldiers of Xiang State had nowhere to escape. The ground under their feet turned into a deep pit, and more than [-] soldiers fell to the ground in an instant and fell to pieces. .

"When..." Wei Yuyang raised his head, his eyes were full of disbelief, and the situation that was clearly a win was reversed in an instant?

The subsidence technique used by Lu Ping not only requires layout but also consumes a lot of spiritual power, and when did Lu Ping have such an ability?

"Start when you are watching the show from the horse." Lu Ping bent down and looked back at Wei Yuyang, "I thought of this method long before I met you..." Before Lu Ping finished speaking, a light cough came from his throat, accompanied by coughing His face suddenly turned pale, and he almost couldn't stand still.

Holding the long sword in his hand against the ground, Lu Ping shook his body and managed to stand still.

"King." Yan Xuan took a step forward and wanted to support Lu Ping, but he couldn't reach out because of Wei Entropy Yang in his hand.

"Killing 2 people, you have more than enough energy now, don't you?" The smile on Wei Yuyang's face became more and more obvious, "The big battle has begun, how are you going to save people? You won't be the so-called hero in the end .”

"Shut up!" Yan Xuan slapped Wei Entropy on the side of his face. Blood overflowed from the corner of Wei Entropy's mouth, but he laughed even more maniacally.

"Lu Ping, not all the people in Langji Kingdom have died, now you just watch those people buried with me—" Wei Entropy Yang laughed out loud, tears streaming down his face.

Hearing Wei Yuyang's words, Lu Ping realized that something was wrong. The wooden cart pushed by the soldiers from Xiangguo obviously couldn't hold all the people from Kyoto. Inside the city wall behind him, there were first rustling footsteps, and then heart-piercing wailing.

"There are so many people buried with me, I'm going to die!" Before Wei Yuyang finished speaking, his eyes suddenly widened, his pupils dilated for an instant, and then he went down weakly.

Lu Ping mercilessly pierced his chest with his long sword. Lu Ping was expressionless and slowly drew out the blade, "The subjects of Langji will not be buried with anyone, let alone you."

Wei Entropy Yang lost his breath, Yan Xuan could also let go and throw him into the crack of the ground. He took a step forward to support the crumbling Lu Ping, "Wang..."

As soon as Yan Xuan's hand touched Lu Ping's shoulder, Lu Ping handed him a short dagger, the Yan Xuan Sword.

The Yanxuan sword has been unsheathed, and the blade is cold. Yanxuan's hand is held by Lu Ping, and the tip of the sword is directly facing Lu Ping's heart.

"King!" His expression changed suddenly, and Yan Xuan withdrew his hand, not letting the Yan Xuan sword hurt Lu Ping.

"The sword spirit lives and dies with the sword, as long as the Yanxuan sword is not destroyed, you will be fine, so you can rest assured about the life and death of the sword master." Lu Ping said softly.

"My lord, why? The Hunan army has been destroyed, and Wei Yuyang is dead. What are you doing now?" Yan Xuan squeezed Lu Ping's shoulder tightly, "Even if those people are hopeless, do you still want to risk your own life?" Not worth it anymore.Yan Xuan did not say what was said later, but the look in his eyes showed his heart completely.

Lu Ping closed his eyes. He had expended too much mental effort before, and now he has no strength to speak. "Who told you that they are hopeless? Look back."

Hearing Lu Ping's words, Yan Xuan turned his head and saw that amidst the overwhelming silver threads, there was suddenly a little bit of green. Those emerald green and silver threads were entangled and intertwined, and the two colors merged into one after a while.

"King..." Green color?Yan Xuan had never seen such a thing, but what Lu Ping said proved that these greens intertwined with silver threads were related to him.

Knowing that Wei Yuyang was going to sacrifice the people of Langji Kingdom, Lu Ping had been looking for a solution, but the self-preservation of his formation was too perfect, and Lu Ping couldn't dismantle it from it. One night he thought that since there is no If the method is destroyed, it is better to transform the formation.

Wei Yuyang wanted the lives of the people of Langji Kingdom, they were Lu Ping's subjects, and Lu Ping would not watch them die, so it would be better to exchange Lu Ping's life for the lives of the people of Langji.

The activation of the formation cannot be stopped, but as long as Lu Ping sacrifices himself alive, the others will be safe.

But living sacrifices cannot kill themselves, Lu Ping can only ask Yan Xuan.

Lu Ping knew that such a thing was too cruel for Yan Xuan, but he had no other choice.

Passing the Yan Xuan sword to Yan Xuan's hand, Lu Ping whispered: "Yan Xuan, please. After I die, you can find a better sword master."

"How can Wang speak so cruelly now?" Yan Xuan lowered his head, his forehead pressed against Lu Ping's neck tightly, and the cool and moist touch slid down Lu Ping's skin.

Putting his palm on Yan Xuan's head, Lu Ping urged cruelly, "Time is running out, let's do it."

Yan Xuan's body froze, he raised his head, put his lips close to Lu Ping's ear, and whispered in his throat like a nickname, "King." After such a sentence fell, Yan Xuan raised his hand and slowly raised his sword. It pierced Lu Ping's heart.

The cold blade cut through the skin. It was a bone-piercing pain. Lu Ping gritted his teeth and sweated from his forehead. He couldn't breathe, but he tried not to show pain on his face. Instead, there was a smile on his lips, and his fingers slid down to caress Yan Xuan's side face, Lu Ping smiled, and slowly closed his eyes.

It took only a few breaths from life to death for a person to lose his breath. Lu Ping's hand on Yan Xuan's cheek slid down suddenly, his legs lost strength, his body lost temperature, and became stiff inch by inch.

The barrier intertwined with silver lines and greenery behind Yan Xuan shattered in an instant, but this person had no desire to look back, his eyes were empty, the bottom of his eyes was dark, and he only hugged the lifeless person in his arms, Yan Xuan Zhang Zhang Lips can no longer make any sound.

He himself killed his king.

The people of Langji Kingdom were saved, but his king would never wake up again, he was gone.

Suddenly waking up from the memory, with the cries of evil spirits still in his ears, Lu Changsheng coughed up a mouthful of blood, behind him Lu Ping was so cold that his palms pressed against his back.

"I..." I suddenly remembered the sword spirit Yanxuan, and the scene where I asked Yanxuan to kill me and died in his arms was still vivid in my memory. For a while, Lu Changsheng didn't know how to face Lu Ping.

It’s just that he didn’t expect that both the him 2000 years ago and the man after 2000 would say the same thing to Lu Ping, “Find a new sword master”… Looking at Lu Ping’s appearance now, he knows that he didn’t find a new sword master, but Waiting for Lu Changsheng for 2000 years, really...so stupid.

Lu Ping was behind Lu Changsheng, he couldn't see the change in Lu Changsheng's expression, he could only feel the body of the person in front of him stiffen suddenly, thinking that Lu Changsheng's spiritual power was exhausted too fast, Lu Ping frowned and sent Lu Changsheng faster Spiritual power.

Ever since the first evil spirit was rescued, Lu Changsheng had fallen into endless memories. Now that he suddenly woke up, there were not many evil ghosts left, but the memories before Lu Ping's eyes continued.

He watched Yan Xuan carry Lu Ping's body to the mausoleum, watched Yan Xuan put him in the coffin, and put Yan Xuan's sword beside Lu Ping as a funeral, and then Yan Xuan sealed the mausoleum and acted as a cover for anyone. No, he gave Lu Pingan peace.

Then Yan Xuan closed the coffin, and he lay next to Lu Ping's coffin, closing his eyes.

Yan Xuan was buried with Lu Ping.

The circles of his eyes turned red suddenly, Lu Changsheng's heart ached to death, the last ghost was superseded, the formation was no longer vortexed, a tear fell from the corner of Lu Changsheng's eye, and as the formation disappeared, the tears fell to the ground and shattered into water stains.

Wei Entropy is integrated with the formation in the museum, and the power of the formation is the resentment of those evil spirits. Since Lu Changsheng began to transcend, Wei Entropy has fallen into a disadvantage. It is not that Wei Entropy has never thought of stopping it, but Lu Ping is too good at protecting him. I can only watch the evil spirits disappear one by one, and their power is slowly exhausted.

In the end, Wei Yuyang fell to the ground with a pale face, unable to get up again.

Lu Changsheng consumed too much spiritual power, he was supported by Lu Ping to stand up, and stopped in front of Wei Yuyang, all the things he couldn't remember before came back to his mind, and the scenes that Lu Changsheng missed before were also displayed, not so much his memories, but rather It might be better to say that Lu Changsheng saw the memory of him and Wei Yuyang.

It just didn't occur to him that since Wei Entropy Yang belonged to his father, he was still the product of his father's defilement of the Great Witch Sword Spirit.

"Witches and Gus, inherit the destiny; kill father and brother, and become kings; ghosts devour each other, ghosts devour each other; witches and Gus, punished by heaven."This signature suddenly sounded in his mind, Lu Changsheng seemed to think of something, his eyes suddenly widened.

"Witches, inherit the destiny; kill father and brother, and become kings; ghosts devour each other, ghosts devour each other; witches, God punishes and punishes." After reading the signature, Lu Ping asked Wei Entropy Yang, "Do you remember this signature?" ?”

"Oh." Wei Yuyang sneered, "How could you forget, this is about your life, Wang."

"My whole life." Lu Changsheng's eyes became complicated, "Why do you and the big witch think this person is me? Wei Yuyang, have you ever realized that you are also the child of the father?"

Wei Yuyang's eyes shrank suddenly, and then he laughed loudly, "Is that so? In the confusion, I have never seen the way ahead? But Lu Ping, don't forget that I saved your life .”

"You killed so many people, did you save my life to make me appreciate you?!" Lu Changsheng sternly said, he frowned and looked at Wei Entropy Yang, "God punishes you, Wei Entropy Yang, no matter how good your plan is, if you don't let me go today So what can you do if you succeed? Since I saw the past, your retribution has already come, right?"

"So what? I don't regret it. Lu Ping, I still don't regret destroying the ruins. It's only right and proper to kill someone—"

"The people are innocent!"

"It's the blame for them to devote themselves to the pursuit of success and failure. I recognized it 2000 years ago, and I recognize it now." Wei Entropy Yang lowered his head.

"You!" Lu Changsheng gritted his teeth as he looked at Wei Entropy.

Speaking of accepting his fate, Wei Entropy Yang did not have the slightest bit of self-blame in his eyes, he neither admitted his mistake nor regretted it.

Lu Changsheng didn't know whether he should say that his behavior was good or bad, he only knew that he was aggrieved by Da Wu, who treated Liu Wei so well in the past, but he looked like this now.

"Changsheng, don't get angry with people who have nothing to do with you." Lu Ping stretched out his hand to hold Lu Changsheng's palm, and then he raised his hand and chained Wei Entropy Yang, so that he could only lie on the ground and could not move.

Hearing Lu Ping's words, Lu Changsheng wanted to calm himself down at first, he breathed slowly, and suddenly felt another touch of temperature in his palm, no longer cold, but warm, it was Lu Ping's palm.

"Lu Ping!" Lu Changsheng's eyes lit up, and now he couldn't care less about getting angry. He held Lu Ping's palm tightly, it was really warm, and there was a shadow on the ground, "You are a human now?!"

"Maybe it's because the merits and virtues are finally enough." Lu Ping laughed lowly, he took Lu Changsheng's hand, and led the people out of the museum.

The sky gradually darkened, dark clouds piled up, and lightning appeared in the sky from time to time.At the same time, the City Meteorological Bureau issued a thunderstorm warning.

In the early morning, five thunderbolts struck the sky, followed by heavy rain. In the abandoned museum on the outskirts of the city, Wei Entropy, who was chained on the ground, disappeared, leaving only a layer of unknown black ash.

City A. Kanyu Store

In the garden, Lu Changsheng took a shower to water the flowers in the yard. He watered the flowers from time to time, and looked sideways at Lu Ping who was sitting on the round stone table. He bent his lips to show a flattering smile, and Lu Changsheng tilted his head. What do you want to eat today? Shall I order takeaway?"

"There is a kitchen here. I bought vegetables this morning, so you can cook it." Lu Ping raised his eyes and replied.

"I cook?" Lu Changsheng was surprised, "Are you punishing me or yourself?"

"An ancient poem says that clothes are not as good as new and people are not as old. Why did you come to me..." Lu Ping lowered his eyes and pursed his lips with a sad look, "Yes, the king could easily abandon me 2000 years ago, let alone Now? Just listen to the king." Lu Ping's voice fell, accompanied by a faint sigh.

"Oh, you—" Lu Changsheng couldn't hear Lu Ping's words, he put down the shower in his hand, and leaned in front of Lu Ping, noses touching, "Now you have my handle! Why don't I cook? "

After speaking, he glared at Lu Ping, and Lu Changsheng walked to the kitchen.

Looking at Lu Changsheng's back, Lu Ping held his face and let out a low laugh, no matter what, no matter when and where, his king is willing to change for him, as long as he is in his eyes.

Lu Ping originally planned to get up and go to the kitchen to cook with Lu Changsheng, but just as Lu Ping got up, he heard the wind chimes ringing at the door.

The young man walked into the gate of the Kanyu store uncertainly, he held the jade pendant tightly in his hand, Master Lu in City A is very famous, and he didn't know if he could solve his problem.

Walking into the door, the wind chime at the door rang, and the hall was empty. The man thought that there was no one here, should he come back later, and saw a person walking out from behind.

"But Master Lu?" the man asked softly.

"I'm not." Lu Ping shook his head, but his eyes stopped on the jade pendant in the man's hand. He was very sullen. Guessing what the man was doing, Lu Ping continued, "Master Lu is cooking in the kitchen."

"Cooking in the kitchen?" The man was taken aback, would Master Lu still do such mundane things as cooking?

"Don't worry, Master Lu will come out in a while." Lu Ping smiled, thinking that he would not be able to eat the meal made by Changsheng tonight.

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Extra

There is a mountain more than a hundred miles north of the imperial city.

I heard from the old people in the surrounding villages that the mountain has been there since the pre-Qin period, and it is still green after standing for a thousand years. The villagers said that there is a mountain god guarding the mountain, and the mountain god kindly protects the village.

Maybe there are real gods. Since the old people in the village can remember, there has been no movement on this mountain, no landslides, earthquakes, or muddy floods. Therefore, every year on the Shangsi Festival, the villagers will bring three animals to sacrifice to the mountain god for protection.

On the night of the Shangsi Festival, villagers worship the mountain god during the day and rest early at night. Every household closes the door and blows out the candles, and the whole settlement instantly sinks into darkness.

The cats and dogs lay drowsy at the door, and the chickens and ducks in the enclosure did not make a sound. A group of three people in the village wore coarse clothes and carried a large burden on their backs. They stood on tiptoes, looked around, and ran softly and slowly. up the hill.

When they went up the mountain, they played the bright fire. These three people were not young, their eyes were bright and they looked around, but their feet were walking like flying. It was obvious that they had already figured out the way up the mountain. Halfway up the mountain, the man at the head stopped, and he bent He touched the ground with his waist, then nodded and said to the people behind: "This is it."

"Should I dig first, or just blow it up?" The man with the backpack put down his bag and was about to take out the gunpowder, and the leading man spat, "Wake up your father when you turn around, and get you to kneel in the ancestral hall? !"

"Hey, Brother Qiangzi, it's not the same if you dig a hole and then throw the gunpowder. Why do you take off your pants and fart?" The man with the backpack scratched his head and smiled honestly, but stopped to take the gunpowder Actions.

Lin Qiang let out a heavy breath, he no longer looked at Wang Shicheng, out of sight and out of mind, but turned his gunfire to another person, "I told you a long time ago not to bring novices, why did he still follow?"

"Brother Qiangzi, the village head of Huoyao is holding it tightly. Without Wang Shicheng, it would be impossible." Sun Ya said.

"Damn it." Lin Qiang spat again, his eyes full of impatience, and stuffed the torch into Sun Ya's hand. Lin Qiang sat down on one side and directed, "Dig a hole, dig ten feet deep."

"That's right." Sun Ya responded, he and Lin Qiang had been traveling north and south for many years, and knew that he couldn't touch his brow at this time, so he asked Wang Shicheng to dig the ground with a shovel, and Sun Ya watched Wang Shicheng dig a hole for a while, while leaning towards Lin Qiang, "Brother Qiangzi, isn't this a ready-made coolie?"

"How much does he want?" Lin Qiang was sitting on the side, holding a piece of dog's tail grass in his mouth, his eyes were looking at each other, and his eyebrows were full of fierceness.

Sun Ya didn't speak, but just tied up one finger and waved it around.

"I'm looking at the package of gunpowder." Lin Qiang gritted his teeth as he spoke.

Both Lin Qiang and Sun Ya are from this village, but they are away all year round, and they can bring back a lot of money every time they go back to the village. The villagers think that they are promising, and even want their children to help out with Lin Qiang and Sun Ya. A little money, but no one knows that what they are doing is not above-ground business at all, but underground business.

"Brother Qiangzi, the digging is finished!" Wang Shicheng shouted standing in the pit after an unknown amount of time passed.

"This kid works quite quickly." Lin Qiang yelled, and together with Sun Ya pulled him out, then Lin Qiang took out the gunpowder in the bag, pulled out the letter, buried the gunpowder, and lit it.

With a muffled sound, the ground suddenly sank, and the soil where the gunpowder was buried sank down to the ground, and a round hole appeared in front of them after a while.

"It's done." Sun Ya also smiled, he and Lin Qiang looked at each other, and then touched Wang Shicheng, "Shicheng, you go down first, Brother Qiangzi and I will be behind."

"Okay." Wang Shicheng wanted to hang out with Lin Qiang and Sun Ya, but now he didn't think much about it, so he was about to plunge into the ground, "I didn't expect there to be a grave here."

"Grave?" Lin Qiang sneered, "This is the mausoleum, and the treasures brought out from this area are enough for you to eat and drink for the rest of your life."

Wang Shicheng, who was not slow at first, plunged into the ground even more quickly when he heard Lin Qiang's words. Seeing Wang Shicheng's hurried back, Lin Qiang let out a chuckle in his throat, he had never seen the world.

Lin Qiang and Sun Ya have been doing these things outside for the past few years, digging graves and stealing treasures. The poor have the way of the poor, and the rich are buried with the rich. It is a waste to put those gold, silver and jade objects in the tomb, it is better to help the poor people.

It's just that Lin Qiang and Sun Ya have been outside in the past few years. Although they have seen many tombs, they never thought that the most valuable ones are in the mountains of their village.

The mausoleum of the last monarch of the pre-Qin Langji Kingdom. It is rumored that after the fall of the Langji Kingdom, there were no treasures in the palace. It is said that the treasures followed the king into the tomb. If the tomb of the Langji Kingdom is excavated, the next three generations will have no worries about food and clothing. .

Thinking of Wang Shicheng's figure disappearing into the robbery cave, Lin Qiang and Sun Ya also turned over and entered the mausoleum.

When Yan Xuan opened his eyes, there was light in front of his eyes, the roar in his ears hadn't subsided, dust fell on the top of his head one after another, his mind was a little blank for a while, the memory hadn't come back, Yan Xuan didn't react Where is he, and why did he wake up from a deep sleep.

Until he sat up, he turned his head and saw the nanmu coffin in front of him.

The roar of bloody war horses poured into Yan Xuan's mind one after another. He had a splitting headache and his heart suddenly emptied. His king and the country that his king tried his best to defend were gone. Now Yan Xuan was only used as a funeral object, a guardian Man completes his final mission.

As for Lu Ping's request to ask Yan Xuan to find a new owner, and put his fingers on the cold wood, Yan Xuan lowered his eyes, "The king's last order, Yan Xuan will insist on disobeying."

Yanxuan Sword has been buried deep underground with Lu Ping, and Yanxuan will only have one master in this life.

His mind became clear, and Yan Xuan also began to recall the loud noise that woke him up. It didn't sound like a sound made by a man or some beast, but rather like gun|powder?

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