Only the prime minister was entourage, and the three of them came to the abbot's meditation room.

The abbot saluted respectfully: "Prime Minister don't worry, go in, the old man will always be here to guard." ”

The prime minister nodded.

"Later, you only need to put on the pillar of incense, and don't worry about the rest." Ji Fuxi leaned into Luzhu's ear to warn, and before Luzhu could react, the two acupoints on his body had been ignited, and Luzhu only felt that it was dark in front of him, and the world was suddenly quiet.

Ji Fuxi took off the wrench on his thumb and inserted it into the hidden compartment hidden behind the scroll, a stone door slowly opened, he picked up the green beads, and went in with the prime minister.

Inside was a long path, leading to the ground, the prime minister and Ji Fuxi turned several corners with ease, and opened a few stone doors before stopping.

The stone wall is embedded with a pearl of the night, and the bright light illuminates the place as if it were day. The eyes are full of spiritual tablets, and the slightly yellowed wood reveals the passage of time, but other than that, there is nothing here, giving people a sense of horror and weirdness. Located in the middle of the highest place, there are three big characters written on it: Murong Yin! It is the name of the emperor of the previous dynasty!

The prime minister lit incense, bowed deeply three times before inserting the incense into the incense burner, Ji Fuxi put down the green beads, helped her kneel down together, and kowtowed three heads deeply. He handed her a stick of incense, and the green beads smelled the smell, and he took it obediently and bowed, but he wondered who he was worshipping and who he couldn't see.

"Ah Yin, I haven't seen you for a long time, today I brought your favorite Southern Candle Wine." The prime minister poured three glasses of wine to the brim, and poured one on the ground.

The prime minister drank it all, and Ji Fuxi raised his wine glass, sonorously and powerfully: "Father, Ayu has come to see you." You wait a few more years, Ah Yuding will live up to his trust and revive my Murong Dynasty! After speaking, he drank all the wine in the cup.

No one noticed that Lu Zhu, who was placed aside, secretly took out the silver needles hidden in her sleeve and pricked a few acupuncture points on herself, and her hearing was already restored, but she didn't dare to unlock her acupoints.

When he heard the word Murong, Lu Zhu's body stiffened. Murong Dynasty, wasn't it the previous dynasty? The monarch of that generation was named Murong Yin, because he was destroyed by the current Jiang Dynasty, none of his distant relatives survived, only his son Murong Yu, who was still in infancy at that time, was missing! Ah Yin, Ah Yu? Could it be that Ji Fuxi is Murong Yu.

The prime minister drank to the back, but he picked up the wine jar and drank with the spiritual tablet, talking about some old things, how the two of them were strong, how they became friends of eight worships, and why they parted ways in the end.

Ji Fuxi stood aside and listened to these words that he had listened to for more than ten years, his eyes were slightly sour, but he was more determined, a kind of firmness that only brought a knife and bloodthirsty after forbearance.

It turned out that his life was not as beautiful as it seemed, and Lu Zhu wanted to see him at the moment, but it was dark in front of him......

I don't know how long it took, the half-drunk prime minister patted the dust on his body, and said goodbye to Murong Yin heartily, without the sadness just now, it was more of a relief, or for this acquaintance, or for this struggle, or for Murong Yu......

Murong Yu picked up the green bead leaning against the stone wall, followed behind the prime minister with steady steps, and left here, he should be called Ji Fuxi again, but one day, he will definitely let Murong Yu's three words reappear in the world!

The next morning, they set out for their home.

He didn't ride in the carriage, and Luzhu still rode the same horse with him. There was nothing to say all the way, and the autumn wind blew in the early morning, and the green beads only felt cold and shivered.

Ji Fuxi held the whip in one hand, dragged off the cloak on his body with one hand and tied it in front of Lu Zhu. A burst of warmth, warm to the heart, Luzhu looked up at him and smiled, then lowered his head again......

It was already lunch time when I returned to the house, and the house had already prepared a wine banquet. The maids and guards each set up a few tables, the prime minister and others sat at the table, the maids and guards discussed the interesting things in this prayer, and the lady also pulled the green beads and chatted, but there was more sourness in her eyes, and the submarine was filled with a joyful atmosphere.

Lu Zhu was absent-minded, and during the conversation, Mrs. called her, who had been stunned several times, and said angrily: "This child, isn't it tired, let's go back to the house to rest after eating early." Madame stroked her slightly messy sideburns with concern.

Luzhu didn't shirk it, and went back to the house after eating a few more bites.

It was indeed a little tired, so Luzhu washed his face, lay down on the bed, and fell asleep grogily.

She was woken up by the sound of the maids laughing and playing, and looked out of the house, where it was dusk, and she had slept all afternoon.

Qiu Yue, whose cheeks were slightly reddened, walked in with a smile, thinking that she had drunk a lot of wine, and saw the green beads leaning on the head of the bed and said, "The young lady is awake." ”

Lu Zhu grabbed Qiu Yue's little hand and made her sit at the head of the bed: "Qiu Yue, tell me about the Murong Dynasty again." ”

Seeing that Lu Zhu was in high spirits, Qiu Yue felt sad for a while, and the fun of hide and seek was in vain: "Young lady, why did you start asking questions again." ”

Lu Zhu didn't care about pleasing the aggrieved eyes, and urged: "Hurry up." ”

"The slave has told you everything she knows, and I don't know what to say, so you should ask." Green Bead looked innocent.

Waiting for this sentence, Lu Zhu was worried that she would not be able to say a useful word when she answered, but now there is no problem. Looking at the corners of the young lady's hooked mouth, she sighed in her heart, and her back was cold, and she always felt as if she had said something wrong.

Luzhu approached the autumn moon and said mysteriously, "What day was yesterday?" ”

Qiu Yue was so frightened by her magnified face that she moved back a little and looked at the green bead strangely: "Didn't you pray for blessings yesterday?" Young lady, don't scare the slave maid, isn't there another problem with your brain. Qiu Yue said and was about to cry.

Lu Zhu helplessly tore off Qiu Yue's little hand rubbing her eyes: "Who asked you about that." I'm asking the Murong Dynasty. ”

Seeing that the young lady's mind was still sober, Qiu Yue breathed a sigh of relief and tried to recall: "Murong Dynasty...... Oh, by the way, yesterday was the day of the fall of the Murong clan. I heard that at that time, the beheading platform was extremely terrifying, and there was blood of the Murong clan everywhere, and the storytellers said what to say. ”

"Is there a pestle of blood?" Midori muttered.

"That's right, that's right, it's a bloody pestle." Qiu Yue said excitedly.

"Alright, it's okay, you go down." Midori waved his hand.

Qiu Yue didn't expect the young lady to let her go so quickly, but she was stunned, but she quickly retreated.

Murong Dynasty, these four words echoed in Lu Zhu's mind for a long time......

After three days, the one-month lockdown period is up. Luzhu got up early and rushed to the pharmacy, he hadn't seen the people and things in the pharmacy for a long time, but he missed it a little.

When he arrived at the pharmacy, he didn't see the old doctor in charge, and Lu Zhu remembered that the old doctor had been dismissed. Although the new doctor is amiable, he is a little strange after all. The original eagerness has now diminished by half. After some things, this shop looks a little more sad.

Suddenly I didn't want to stay here anymore, so Luzhu picked up the bamboo basket, took the medicine and ordered a small guy to lead the way, and thought about going to the mountains to collect medicine to relieve my boredom.