"You... Is it dead or alive? ”

Liang Rui's words were a little disrespectful, and he realized his rudeness after speaking. 【Fengyun Reading Network. 】

The man didn't pick any questions, lowered his head as if he was a little depressed, and whispered, "I don't know if I'm dead or alive." ”

This is either answered or not. Liang Rui stiffened his head and talked to the dead corpse he had been watching for several days.

"You... Thank you for saving your life. ”

"No need."

The man stared at Liang Rui, and there were many things in his eyes.

"You've grown up a lot." The man said.

"You know me?"

"Of course, you, it's still you."

The man laughed lightly, raised his head slightly, and said, "Now, do you know some swordsmanship?" ”

Liang Rui shook his head, not understanding what the man meant.

The man sighed, his face was very disappointed, and said, "It seems that you went to the Kunlun Mountain and didn't teach you anything." ”

This sentence brought Liang Rui back to his past. He suddenly remembered that his grandfather was going to take him to Kunlun Mountain to learn swordsmanship, so that he could have a means of making a living in the future.

Looking at the person in front of him again, Liang Rui finally remembered who this person was.

"You... You're the uncle who told me to learn swordsmanship? Liang Rui asked excitedly.

"Exactly, Liang Rui, it's rare that you still remember me." The man said with relief.

This sentence brought all the stories to the past and to that simple memory.

The person who is now standing in front of Liang Rui is Duan He.

Duan He was groggy, as if he had a distant dream. Everything is beautiful in the dream, holding Ling Li in his arms and wandering the world.

The dream came to an abrupt end, and when he woke up, he found that he was already strange.

There are so many things that he has forgotten. The moment he saw Liang Rui, he brought up a lot of his past.

Liang Rui has grown up a lot, but he is still the same as in the past. Compared with the little boy who was going to go up the mountain to learn art at that time, Liang Rui now looks a lot more mature.

He remembered the scene when he was in Kunlun, driven down from Kunlun Mountain. Chen Lu, the deputy gang leader who was black and white, finally died on the tower of the pagoda for unknown reasons. After so many years of ups and downs, he was finally killed by J people and died outside.

Thinking of this, Duan He frowned. Now, he can't tell whether he is alive or dead.

"Uncle, I didn't expect us to meet like this." Liang Rui's eyes were red.

In a dead body, suddenly dragged back from the edge of death, and seeing a person I knew, it was a feeling of approach, and I found a straw to grasp in a vast ocean.

The two of them didn't talk casually first, and the Confucian students on the ground were still upside down. The old days were temporarily suspended, and the two of them helped Confucius to the bed together, and Liang Rui helped him diagnose and treat him.

Confucius had a large wound on his arm, he had lost a lot of blood, and his face was pale. Liang Rui trembled his hands and helped Confucius point to the X position. Turning around, Duan He helped Liang Rui get medicine, and there were many medicines to stop bleeding in Ju Siliang's house, all of which were taken.

Where had Liang Rui seen such a big posture, and he panicked for a while. Holding the medicine to stop bleeding in his hand, he smeared everything he had done, prescribed a few medicines to Confucian according to the medical book, and went to Ju Siliang's house to get it himself.

There were only Duan He and Confucian Sheng left in the house, and Duan He saw Confucian like this, and he felt emotion in his heart. The last time I saw Confucius, half of his neck was broken and his life was in danger. Seeing Confucius this time, Confucian opened a huge opening in his arm, and his life was in danger.

Duan He stepped forward and gently transmitted his internal strength to Confucian Sheng to help him nourish his spirit. People can't fall asleep at any time, and they may never wake up from this sleep.

Liang Rui finally took the medicine and took it back to fry it. Decocting the medicine, he and Duan He looked at the Confucian Sheng who fell on the bed, very depressed.

"Uncle, how did you come back to life? Or are you alive all the time? Liang Rui asked Duan He, he was so surprised that the corpse he had seen for a few days would suddenly come back to life.

Duan He also looked puzzled and said, "I don't know either." I don't know if I'm alive or dead during this time. It's like a dream, and it's real. ”

Duan He didn't dare to talk too much to Liang Rui, he was still a kid and couldn't listen to too many things.

Liang Rui nodded, as if he understood. If the truth of this is not clear, it is not clear.

After another half an hour, Liang Rui knelt down for Duan He and slammed his head three times.

"Why is this!" Duan He hurriedly picked up Liang Rui, Liang Rui's face was crimson and a little shy.

"Thank you uncle for saving your life, otherwise, Liang Rui would be under Jiuquan now." Liang Rui knelt down again.

Duan He picked Liang Rui up again, and the two finished being polite before they officially started chatting.

"Now, is it and the year?"

"Zhengde for a year."

"Zhengde?" Duan He was stunned for a moment and asked, "Why is it a year of Zhengde?" Could it be that this Datang has changed the country? ”

"No, the emperor gave a big gift, and the Tang Dynasty was exactly three hundred years old. It was renamed in three hundred years and became Zhengde. ”

"So, that is, I've been in a coma for almost four years?" Duan He knocked his head, and his mind was a little confused.

Liang Rui didn't know how to answer Duan He, and walked to the table on the side. The table had long since been overturned by Confucian scholars, but there was still something on it that could be used. Liang Rui found two decent bowls, took the pot from the stove on the side, and made a cup of tea for Duan He.

"Uncle, drink." Liang Rui said.

Duan He was full of smiles, and when he saw Liang Rui, he was like seeing his own child, and he was very relieved.

The two of them had a casual chat, and next to the corpses all over the ground, the scene looked a little weird. After a while, the herbs were boiled, and Duan He picked up Confucian Sheng and poured the decoction into it.

As soon as the decoction was drunk, Confucius's face flushed a lot. Duan He was secretly lucky, and lost some internal strength to Confucian Sheng through his stomach to help him suppress the fire in his heart.

When Liang Rui saw all this, he secretly rejoiced in his heart. This Confucian was seriously injured in order to save himself, and if the Confucian died, he would feel guilty for the rest of his life.

Putting the Confucian students down, Duan He yelled at Liang Rui and said, "Here, we can't stay too long." After a while, I don't know if there will be anyone again. ”

Liang Rui nodded, bowed to Duan He, and said, "Uncle, you also saw it." Now, it's really not the time for peace, you go first, it's better not to mess with the troubled waters this time. ”

"What's that called?" Duan He frowned and said, "Since I came here, this is what God has sent me. You call me uncle, how could I just leave like this? ”

Liang Rui knelt down and kowtowed to Duan He a few more times.

"Uncle Da En, Liang Rui is difficult to repay in this life, and he will do his best to repay him!"

These words were reasonable, Duan He helped Liang Rui up, and his eyes were very relieved.

(End of chapter)