May 13.

Wei Lai locked himself in his room and didn't go out all day.

After thinking about it, Liu Yu didn't dare to disturb his parents after all, especially after seeing the dozen or so copper plates on the ground in front of the closed door, he put away such thoughts, took the copper plates leisurely, and went out to enjoy the steamed buns that he couldn't eat enough in the Zhang family in the east of the city.

It rained for so many days, and the on the bank of the Wupan River in the south of the city was full of bad news, and the craftsmen responsible for building the embankment worked day and night.

The people complained about this again and again, and there were rumors in the market that Lu Guanshan did not respect the gods, and in the past, it was just a matter of prohibiting the people from doing more sacrifices, and recently they turned a deaf ear to the expansion of the temple by the imperial court, which attracted the anger of the Jiang God. If this rain continues like this for a few more days, the riverbed rises and the embankment bursts, then the Wupan City, which was built by the water, may have to fall into a flooded city. After all, such a thing did not happen six years ago, but the dragon lord at that time was soft-hearted, only accepted the blame, did not harm others, and even the other party's stupid son stayed, all these years, the child was grateful to Dade, and went to the temple to worship every day.

It's a pity that even with this mistake in the past, Lu Guanshan still insisted on going his own way.

But fortunately, a few days ago, Lu Guanshan made a promise that the Dragon King Temple would be repaired after tomorrow. Thinking of the other party's good reputation in Wupan City over the years, most of the people were able to suppress the resentment in their hearts and wait for the changes. It's just that in this way, people with a heart can't help but be secretly curious, who is the key criminal who will be beheaded tomorrow in the Lu Guan Mountain Pass?

In a small place like Wupan City, there are only 4,000 households in total, but if something is a little unusual, it will be known all over the city within a day, and the prisoners who will be beheaded before the autumn queen must be the most heinous. But don't say that recently, in the six years since Lu Guanshan took office, the women of the Li family have stolen men, and the men of the Qian family have owed gambling debts, these things can already be regarded as the biggest troubles in Wupan City in the past six years, how can there be anything enough to make people ask for trouble?

The more Lu Guanshan didn't say anything, the more curious the people became, and they looked forward to it one by one, hoping that it would come early tomorrow, and they would go to the execution ground in Wupan City, which had been abandoned for more than ten years, to watch the excitement.

And the people of Wupan City are looking forward to the tomorrow that will come soon, but it is precisely the life-threatening deadline that some people can't catch up with.

Luo Xiangwu is already forty years old this year.

One has no talent, and the other has no background, that is, relying on prudence in doing things, he finally climbed the big tree of the Jin family, and took the son of his top boss to the border of Ningzhou for three years. After returning to Beijing, although the credit has to fall on the son of the Jin family, he is more or less reliable to protect the master, mixed with the grade of a hundred households, if the above is more compassionate, maybe he will also give a Xuanming Pill, he also has the opportunity to impact the third pass that he has not entered in the past few years.

But at this juncture, there was a disaster.

Jin Guanyan is dead, and this alone is enough for him to be demoted to a commoner, which must be the best result on the premise that the murderer can be found. But there is a way to be blessed and unequaled, and it is not a single line to do it, I thought about the matter of Wupan City, so I quickly returned to Beijing to ask the lord above, who would have thought that the little county in Wupan City, but what was handed to the court was such a twist.

I never thought that Zhou Mujiang Huanshui would dare to hold such a rebellious performance in his hands for so long, and he would not hand it over. After getting the rubbing, Luo Xiangwu rushed back to Wupan City non-stop, and now it is only half a day away from May 14, but he is still more than 500 miles away from Wupan City.

Thinking of this, Luo Xiangwu's face was as cold as stepping into Kyoto in December.

"Ride!" he raised his whip again and slapped his horse's back hard.

The war horses are absolutely dusty, but the horses have been non-stop for three consecutive days, and the first-line white horses that were once incomparable are all dusty and muddy at the moment.

But the horse can't stop, just like the rain can't stop, and just like Wei Lai, who goes to worship in the Dragon King Temple every day, can't stop.

Not everyone in this world can live so comfortably, and many times for some people, stopping means dying.

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It wasn't until the time he arrived at the end of the day, when the sky was completely dark, squatting at the door of the firewood room, eating steamed buns and leisurely watching the torrential rain pouring down in the open space in the courtyard, Liu Jiejie finally heard a sound from Wei Lai's room.

Wei Lai, who had locked himself in the door for a whole day, pushed the door open. Liu Yu followed the prestige, but saw that the young man's face was as usual, but he did not have the slightest bit of gloom and decadence as he imagined, but still exuded a slight sense of alienation that no one should enter.

"Nasa, do you want to eat some ......" In line with the principle that starving Wei Lai to death is equivalent to smashing his own rice bowl, Liu Jiejie sincerely gave up the bun in his hand this time, but his hand was just handed out, Wei Lai's body walked over, he didn't look at Liu Jiejie at all, and walked straight to the gate of the courtyard, opened the oil-paper umbrella, and walked out of the courtyard.

Liu Wei, who was ignored, withdrew his hand in a sneer, and muttered in his mouth: "The world is getting worse and the people's hearts are not ancient." Then, the little unpleasantness was quickly covered up by the surviving bun in his hand.

Wei Lai braved the rain and came to the Dragon King Temple.

At this hour, even the most devout pilgrims have already returned home, and the temple of the Dragon King is naturally empty.

Wei Lai walked to the solemn gilded statue with a reverent expression, bowed his head and bowed, and begged for the blessing of the dragon lord with words in his mouth. He has been doing this kind of thing every day for the past six years, and he has long been familiar with it, but the difference today is that he is more vigorous and more devout.

On weekdays, when no one is around, it only takes him a quarter of an hour to prostrate, but today he spent half an hour. If the monks who have passed the Three Realms have the heart, they will find that as the young man bows, a shallow golden light particle in the statue of the Dragon King continues to pour into Wei Lai's chest, condense into powder, and fall into the gray purse placed there.

By the time he got up, a bloody red mark had appeared on his forehead.

Wei Lai then left the temple without stopping, but did not return home, but came to the gate of the Lu Mansion again.

At this time, the time has come, and the people around Luoguxiang have already extinguished the candles in their homes and fallen asleep, and the door of the Lu Mansion is also pitch black, and the owner who wants to come to the mansion should also go to bed early. The whole Gonggu Alley is deep, and only the sound of rain is ticking.

Wei Lai walked to the eaves in front of the Lu Mansion, put the umbrella on one side, and squatted beside the mansion door, he didn't knock on the door, and he didn't mean to do anything, just quietly looked at the rain curtain outside the eaves in a daze.

He remained motionless, like a doll carved to life by a craftsman, placed on a street corner, quiet and permeating.

He watched like this until the distant sky turned white, and Wei Laifang, who was squatting in the corner, woke up like a dream, he blinked his eyes and stood up.

The oil-paper umbrella that had been placed aside seemed to have been forgotten by him, and the boy who had not slept all night did not hold the umbrella, but walked down the steps with a few steps, and walked a few steps around the west side of the wall of the Lu Mansion, and then stopped, and his eyes fell on a certain part of the wall—there was a depression on the wall that had been deliberately ground by something, although it was not obvious and not enough to threaten the safety of the whole wall, but it was enough to serve as a fulcrum for some kind of exertion.

Looking at Wei Lai there, a rare smile appeared on his face.

It was a secret "project" planned by Miss Lu and implemented by Wei Lai five years ago. The one who entered the mansion was in this place, facing the back of the firewood room of the Lu Mansion, and the one who went out of the house was at the window of Miss Lu's boudoir. At that time, Miss Lu didn't take Wei Lai to do this wall-climbing business, but later, Lu Yan'er gradually stopped taking Wei Lai, after all, no one wanted to be accompanied by a little follower who could only giggle and talk about leaks when she met her sweetheart.

Wei Lai shook his head, putting away the troubled thoughts in his mind at that time, his brows sank, and his body slowly retreated, only stopping when he approached the wall of the other party's mansion. He took advantage of the not spacious street of Luoguxiang to run, and when he came to the courtyard wall, one foot kicked out violently, and stepped firmly on the depression, and then his body took advantage of this force, jumped up, stretched out his hands high, and firmly grasped the top of the courtyard wall.

This set of "combination boxing" Wei Lai can be described as doing it with ease, not like a fool without any cultivation, and all this can be attributed to the "training" of Miss Lu.

Wei Lai climbed the high wall, did not stop for the slightest, found the right position and jumped into the mansion again. Immediately afterwards, he heard a rustling sound in the courtyard near the wall, until the sky was faintly bright, and the light sound in the courtyard did not stop, and Wei Lai also at this time, his head was difficult to show from the wall in the courtyard, he climbed the wall in a little embarrassment, and jumped outside the courtyard.

At this time, the boy seemed to have accomplished something of great importance, and he breathed a long sigh of relief, and was about to leave in the heavy rain, but before he could step away, he remembered that he had come with an umbrella. He hurriedly stopped his steps, hurried back to the eaves, picked up the umbrella that had been left out all night, and was about to walk away again.

But this time, he just walked down the steps in front of the Lu Mansion, but suddenly stopped.

He turned to look at the gate where he had lived for six years, and with a solemn expression, he stood still, bowed his head towards the gate, and bowed deeply.

The sky was white, but the rain was still pouring down.

The door was closed, but the boy was smiling.

He turned, held his umbrella, and strolled.

This time, he walked resolutely and never looked back.

But faintly, there seemed to be a voice, and the voice said.

"We'll see you in the next life. ”