Lu Tingxuan, when he went to Fanjia Village, he didn't see Li Laosan, nor did he receive Li Sanqing, but by chance he met the person he missed the most, but he didn't want to see the most.

He pretended to be angry on the mountain, and walked as dashing as he did back then, but how could Lu Tingxuan not know about his good intentions? It was precisely because of this that he burst into tears when he reached the middle of the mountain, and whispered: "Dad, I don't blame you! If you want to blame, you can blame the creation and make people! You cherish it!" Then he turned around and knelt down towards the mountain, kowtowed three times, and then got up and rushed down the mountain.

The jeep drove out of the mountains, in a hurry as it came, and headed straight for Hangzhou.

Finally, I finally arrived in Hangzhou, blamed the West Lake, and parked outside the gate of Lu's house, but no one got out of the car. The young man surnamed Zuo came out of the gate of the Lu family, he got into the back of the jeep, and the jeep drove away from the Lu family again.

In the southwest of Hangzhou, there is Wuyun Mountain, the mountain is full of green bamboo and orchids, the scenery is beautiful, the air is fresh and pleasant, the whole mountain, just like a far-reaching artistic conception of ink and blue, it is fascinating. It is rumored that when Guanyin went to the west to see the Buddha, he happened to pass by here, and also lingered here, and left the colorless lotus flower into five auspicious clouds, which swirled in the mountains, and this mountain was also named after it.

In a secluded place halfway up the mountainside, there is a small depression, there is a tomb in the depression, the scale is not large and simple, only one tomb is covered with moss-covered tombstones, and the tombstones are only written with five big characters of "Li Qiuyun's tomb".

There were two men standing in front of the tomb, one in his early twenties and the other in his thirties, but there was not much difference in looking, and even if there were, it was nothing more than that the latter had a little more sophistication on his face, and when he occasionally frowned, he would look even more vicissitudes.

"Why don't you bury her in Phoenix Mountain, there is a royal spirit there!" the young man asked softly with his back to the other, but his eyes kept looking around, observing the feng shui geography of this place.

"Two-winged Xuanzhu, the left book of the lake, the right sweep of the riverside, the shape of a flying phoenix, a county of kings, all from here? Young man, you have read too many books! Besides, what is the use of a woman wanting the spirit of a county king?" The man who replied was naturally a man who was nearly thirty years old, and it was also Mr. Lu Tingxuan. When he had finished speaking, he walked over to the tombstone, squatted down, reached out to touch the tombstone, and wiped the moss off the tombstone.

"Don't think about yourself?" The younger person can only be left and right, he saw Lu Tingxuan answer like this, so he immediately turned around and asked.

"What's the use of me?" Lu Tingxuan asked in a deep voice!

Left and right frowned, and didn't say anything more.

"Did the Taoist priest leave Hangzhou?" After a while, Lu Tingxuan suddenly asked.

"Well, they stole the Taoist paintings in the incense hall, fortunately, I changed the paintings in advance, but the two ghost bones didn't come back, so they must have been accepted. I sent someone to investigate, and I haven't come back yet. He replied in a deep voice.

"It seems that this group of people is really not simple. Lu Tingxuan stood up and said quietly.

"Well, we have to find them, it's good for us!" replied left and right.

"Don't you have an old man surnamed Zhao who wants to see me? You find a time to ask him out and tell him that I Lu Tingxuan wants to see him!" Lu Tingxuan stepped aside, broke off a slender bamboo, and played with it.

"Oh, hehe, I know what you mean!" laughed left and right, and said in understanding.

"Damn it, you have suffered a thousand knives, you dare to pit Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu doesn't give you a look at the color, Lao Tzu won't be surnamed Ren!" Lu Tingxuan was preparing something, and on the mountain road not far away, a person suddenly appeared, scolding and scolding all the way towards him, but it was obvious that he was coming to the left and right. Lu Tingxuan swallowed his words back, and then took two steps back, with a great sense of standing by and watching.

"I, Emperor Ren Huo, are you loud?" Seeing the man left and right, and hearing him scolding himself angrily somewhere, he didn't get angry, but squeezed out a smile and walked up to pick him up.

The man quickly walked to the left and right sides, and then punched them directly in the face.

On the left and right sides of his body, he dodged the punch, and glared at the man: "Ren Huohuang, are you really here?"

"You fucking let Lao Tzu go to that broken house and tell me that there was a treasure in that house, but Lao Tzu went over to see it, and there was no fart except for the broken bones in the room! Oh, by the way, there was a lame old yellow dog, and he pounced on it and bit it! It hurt Lao Tzu to death!" The man subconsciously touched himself

's shoulder, the expression is extremely painful.

"Mr. Lu is still here, don't be ashamed!" frowned left and right, and winked at the man.

"Mr. Lu!" After hearing this name, the man seemed a little excited, and began to turn his head around to look around, and finally saw Lu Tingxuan standing in the corner watching the play.

He ran over, and seemed to feel that it was not good to stand too close, so he took two steps back and said, "I have admired the name for a long time, Mr. Lu!"

"Who is this?" Lu Tingxuan asked as if he had lost the bamboo in his hand and looked like he hadn't seen the scene just now.

"This is my friend in Zhoushan, his name is Ren Huang, I call him Fire Emperor, I specially brought him over to help!" walked up left and right and introduced to Lu Tingxuan.

"Oh, Ren Huang, the Emperor of People, a good name!" Lu Tingxuan said with a smile.

"Thank you Lu Tingxuan for the compliment, your name is good, like thunder!" This Ren Huang looked like he was angry and wanted to kill just now, and he was just as unambiguous when he patted his ass at this moment.

"Mr. Lu praises you, Mr. Lu praises you for being a straw bag, Fire Emperor!"

"Mr. Lu, even if I am a straw bale, I am willing to listen! Can you manage it?" Ren Huang immediately turned to the left and right, and said angrily.

"No, no, it's really a compliment on you!" Lu Tingxuan explained with a smile.

"Look, how atmospheric is Mr. Lu, like you?" Ren Huang listened to Lu Tingxuan's words, his heart blossomed, and he said triumphantly.

Left and right, he didn't say anything more.

"Did you see a lame old yellow dog just now?" Lu Tingxuan suddenly asked.

"Well, that beast is fierce! Push me to the ground in one fell swoop!" Ren Huang pouted, as if he still had palpitations.

"I thought of someone!" Lu Tingxuan turned his head to look at each other at the same time, and said the same thing.

"You also thought of it?" asked Lu Tingxuan suspiciously.

"Well, if you're not mistaken, we'll have to hurry up! You go find the guy surnamed Zhao now, I'm waiting for him in Hangzhou." Lu Tingxuan said in a deep voice.

"Okay!" replied left and right, and then pulled Ren Huang beside him and strode away, and grabbed the shoulder that he had been bitten by the old yellow dog, Ren Huang immediately cried and called his mother!

Lu Tingxuan shook his head slightly, then walked back to the tombstone and squatted down, and said softly: "Mom, I don't blame him, I will try not to do anything wrong!"