In the night rain, in the simple monk's room of Lingyan Temple, Shang Jue looked at Luo Qinghe, who had lost his hair on the opposite side, and his eyes were complicated.

"The merchant benefactor, the temple is poor, and only the rock tea in the mountain behind his house can be drunk. ”

Luo Qinghe put a cup of tea in front of Shang Jue, this monk's room has a bed, a square table, and four low stools, and the tea cup used for drinking tea coarse clay burning paper, there are still a few gaps along the edge, Luo Qinghe is dressed in a gray monk's robe, the robe is white, and his appearance has not changed, and the eyes that were thin before are now more peaceful and leisurely.

Shang Jue swept his scarred hands, "I didn't expect to meet you here." ”

Luo Qinghe glanced at his hand, "The frostbite born last winter, and it left a scar when it was healed." As he spoke, he smiled again, and his tone was as if he was talking about something very far away, "Luo's is like a cage, when something happens, the cage collapses, and the chains on my body are also untied. ”

Saying that, Luo Qinghe looked around, "When I came here, the old presiding officer of the temple had just passed away, leaving only a little novice, maybe it was God's will, I stayed here, and now my Dharma name is Huiming, just an ordinary monk." ”

Shang Jue understood what he meant, the Luo clan was convicted, the whole clan became a criminal clan, Shang Jue didn't realize that Luo Qinghe was a monk living in seclusion in order to get rid of his crimes, and he didn't intend to be the savior of universal fairness and justice, he bowed his head slightly, his thoughts turned around, and he remembered some old things in Huaiyin, "Since Master Huiming has devoted himself to Buddha, he must have passed the mundane things in the past." ”

Luo Qinghe nodded slowly, "That's true." Speaking keenly, he said, "What does the merchant benefactor have to ask?"

Shang Jue bowed, "Since it's all a passing eye, then I can't be shocked by the master's heart, I do have a few things to ask the master, if the master is willing, please tell Shang Jue to solve his doubts." ”

Luo Qinghe didn't agree immediately, he seemed to be thinking about many things in the past.

"Being in this Lingyan Temple, one day in the temple, the world seems to have passed a hundred days, always feel that it has been a long time ago to meet the Shang donor in Huaiyin, and now it is like today's chaos, the Shang donor is in charge of the Yan country, and the Feng benefactor is in charge of the Shu country, which can be described as seeking benevolence and benevolence. ”

The last time Shang Jue and Luo Qinghe met was just over a year ago, but listening to Luo Qinghe's tone at this moment, it seemed that more than ten years had passed, his tone was gentle, and there was indeed no wave, and he paused before saying, "If the donor wants to ask, just ask." ”

Shang Jue stared, "Feng Chaodui, is it already dead......?"

Luo Qinghe frowned slightly, maybe everything related to the Luo clan was indeed like a passing cloud, but there were still some people who were unbearable in his heart, and occasionally made him frown.

"It seems that the merchant benefactor already knows. ”

Even if it was roughly confirmed, but hearing Luo Qinghe's answer, Shang Jue's heart still sank, and in an instant, the thoughts of the person who was far away in Baling were like a tide, Shang Jue calmed down, "What happened back then? When there was a bloody case in Luo's mansion, when Luo Yuqiang said that the person he saw was Feng Chaodu, did you already know that it was her?"

Luo Qinghe shook his head, "I'm not sure it's her, maybe I'm wrong?" But I only know that Feng Chaodui is dead." ”

Saying this, Luo Qinghe's eyes showed two points of pain, "This matter has to start with the treasure of Luo's family heirloom townhouse, the divine soldier genealogy——"

Divine Soldier Genealogy...... Shang Jue frowned, and suddenly thought of the missing pages on the Divine Soldier Spectrum.

"The divine soldier pedigree was written down by the ancestors of the Luo family at the beginning of the Great Yin, and there were all the divine soldiers and shields in it, back then, the Yin family also relied on the armaments made by the ancestors of the Luo family to fight the world, this divine soldier pedigree was left to the descendants of the Luo family, in order to make the Luo family endure, but there is a ban on the divine soldier genealogy, and everything related to the Wu clan cannot be touched. ”

Shang Jue frowned, and Luo Qinghe said again, "Yes, you heard it right, it's the Wu Clan, when the Wu Clan was destroyed, Yin Qin listed the Wu Clan as a ban, but in fact, it is continuing to use many Wu Clan things, such as the evil art of forging weapons." ”

"The sword that the empress fought the world back then was made by the Luo family, and it used the evil art of the Wu clan to have such a powerful reputation, only the Luo family knows about it, and after so many years, who saw how powerful the sword was back then?"

Luo Qinghe's eyes were slightly gloomy, "The only thing that the heads of the Luo family can clearly see is the continuous defeat of the Luo family, the vassal states are rising, and the prestige of the Emperor of Hojing is not as good as before, not to mention the Luo family, the Luo family can no longer maintain the glory of the ancestors, and the more difficult it has been in the past few decades to cast wizards, and the status of the Luo family has become more and more eliminated, and the biennial sword trial conference has become more and more cold and desolate year by year, so my father paid attention to the ban on the divine soldier spectrum. ”

"At that time, the divine soldier genealogy had not disappeared, and my father was seen to be the things of the Wu clan, so he wanted to make a second sword with the same name as the burning sky, and he was like a madman, no matter what the price was, he could accept it. ”

Shang Jue listened quietly, and at this point, Luo Qinghe's calm voice was a little painfully suppressed.

He suddenly clenched his fist, "He is so mad that he wants to sacrifice the sword with his daughter's life, his own daughter is not enough, he thinks that Feng Chaodu, who has royal blood on his body, is also the best candidate, a man and a woman, just the magic of the evil sword on the divine soldier spectrum......"

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~o(>_<)o~ Actually, someone guessed it a long time ago. Ay. Dawn and twilight ......