The Murderer, Lu Yu (1)

"And you're now—"

"I don't know what is going on, just now, it can be said that Uncle Wei's combat consciousness took over my body." Lu Yu said.

"Then your body, your injuries, and the poison in you—" Ye Qingzhu hurriedly asked.

Lu Yu said: "The injury is still there, the poison has not been resolved, and I feel that after the battle consciousness left by Uncle Wei just now took over my body, it squeezed my life force, and my body has collapsed now." ”

"Crash?" Ye Qingzhu was taken aback.

"I shouldn't be able to die, but I'm now- I seem to be a waste. I don't feel any innate strength. Lu Yu shook his head, "Forget it, don't worry about these for now, I experienced this situation once when I was eighteen years old, although the situation is a little different, but it should be able to find a way to solve it." That- you can still move, right? Lu Yu asked Ye Qingzhu.

Ye Qingzhu nodded.

"My injuries are all traumatic, and I can recover my mobility with a little breathing."

"That's fine. After going down, remember to collect Uncle Wei's body, and then the two sisters of the Yutang family should still be guarding at the foot of the mountain, you ask them to notify the people of the Yanlong Gang. Lu Yu said.

Ye Qingzhu nodded.

After Lu Yu finished speaking, he rolled his eyelids and fainted directly.

……

By the time Lu Yu woke up, it was already three days later.

In this cherry blossom season, the afternoon sun in Kyoto, just like the women here, always seems extraordinarily tranquil and gentle.

Pale golden points of light spilled into the room through the windows, leaving a dappled light and shadow, like mercury sloping on the ground.

Whew-

Lu Yu woke up from a nightmare.

This is an antique room, and a picturesque woman is guarding him, it is Ye Qingzhu.

He only felt that his body was extremely sore, his face turned a little pale, and when he touched his body, there was cold sweat on it.

"What's wrong, are you having nightmares?"

Ye Qingzhu sat in front of Lu Yu's couch, looking anxious and tired.

He looks extremely haggard.

Lu Yu exhaled a breath of turbid air and nodded.

Ye Qingzhu looked slightly worried, found a hot towel, and did not avoid suspicion, gently took off his coat for him, wiped his body, like the most virtuous wife.

Ye Qingzhu looked at him anxiously and said, "Hey, how do you feel?" ”

"It just hurts." Lu Yu grinned.

He almost didn't remember why he fainted, he only remembered that Beichenyi and the others had the advantage, he thought he was going to burp, and then he suddenly felt sad, Lao Wei seemed to be dead, and before he died, he left him something terrible.

Catalyzed by endless anger, he transformed, as if he had killed many people, and the killing was quite enjoyable.

"It's normal to hurt, your body basically collapsed at that time, if it weren't for the things that Wei Baye left you to protect your last bit of origin, you would have burped a long time ago......"

Ye Qingzhu said and told Lu Yu what happened.

"I ...... Where are you now? Lu Yu asked.

"At the headquarters of the Yanlong Gang." Ye Qingzhu explained.

"What about Mr. Zhengda?"

"Dead." Ye Qingzhu said.

"Dead?" Lu Yu frowned.

"The people of the Yamaguchi Group, thinking that you were dead, went on a killing spree against the Yanlong Gang, not only Mr. Zheng died, but even the girl who had some friendship with you-"

"Anu?" Lu Yu's brows furrowed more and more, "She...... She's dead too? ”

"Not her. She was only seriously injured, not dead. Ye Qingzhu said.

"Then ......" Lu Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, dyed a little cold, "Is it the Japanese girl who saved me, Chiba Kikyo?" ”

Ye Qingzhu nodded.

When Lu Yu heard this, he was directly stunned.

Then he clenched his fists and slammed into the bed.

It is estimated that it has affected the wounds on his body, and his brows can't help frowning.

"Lu Yu, if you want to take revenge, you have to guarantee that you won't die." Ye Qingzhu sighed, "The injuries on your body are too complicated, Western medicine has no way to do it, in fact, after they have examined you, it is already a completely illogical thing to think that you are still alive." ”

"If Western medicine cures me well, I will have a ghost." Lu Yu smiled bitterly and shook his head, he thought about it, and said coldly: "Revenge, you must be avenged." I can't let Kikyo die in vain. Give me the phone. ”

Ye Qingzhu handed the phone to Lu Yu.

Lu Yu directly dialed a number.

"Ah Pu, Lao Tzu knows, you have nine lives, how can you die, haha-"

"Senior brother, I'm not dead, but I'm not far from death. Japan's affairs have been almost done, and it can be regarded as an explanation for those who died unjustly in the southeast martial arts. ”

"And when are you coming back?" Wang Xuance hurriedly asked.

"Don't rush yet." Lu Yu shook his head, "I still have some finishing work to do, so I guess I'll have to trouble Senior Brother for you to come over." ”

"When are you coming?"

"Right now." Lu Yu squinted his eyes, "Call me Guo Poyu and Gao Changgong, I'm going to kill some people." ”

"Okay, I'll let them know right away. Just book your ticket for tonight and we'll be there tomorrow morning. Wang Xuance said.

……

Two days later.

Japan is a country that believes in Buddhism, and there are many Buddhist temples.

And there is a place that is said to be the first Buddhist temple in Japan, and it is the holy place of all Buddhists in Japan - Heian Jingu.

At noon that day, a few people came to the Heian Shrine.

At the head is a thin and slender man, with an inch head, hard facial features, and deep eyes, if it weren't for the fact that his face was really pale, like a sick ghost, he would be a very eye-catching man.

The man was followed by two men.

One left and one right, all men.

The temperament is the same outstanding.

Both were armed with weapons.

One person is a little younger, with a dark complexion and a cold and lonely temperament, which seems to be a little unacceptable.

There is a knife on his waist, the scabbard is green, the blade is curved, and there are seven ancient Chinese characters engraved on it - Xiaolou listened to the spring rain overnight.

The handle of the knife has a curved arc, like a bright full moon.

One person is a little older, and his temperament is more calm, wearing a long shirt and stepping on cloth shoes, his face is like a crown of jade, his lips are scarlet, and the saber on his waist is even more strange than the other, it is actually a - killing - pig - knife.

"Sir, the Holy Land of Buddhism, please don't bring weapons."

As soon as the three of them reached the door, two little monks came out and stopped the three of them.

The man with a sickly face and a little languid said lightly: "Little monk, why can't you carry weapons in the holy land of Buddhism?" ”

"This ...... Sir, Buddhism is compassionate and naturally cannot carry weapons. ”

"Jokes. No matter how compassionate Buddhism is, isn't there a time when Vajra is angry? The Buddha was provoked, and he was going to beat people. Little monk, did you read your Buddhist scriptures into the dog's belly? The man said lightly.

"This ...... Sir, if you come to worship the Buddha, we welcome you, but if you come to cause trouble—"

The little monk's eyes were fierce, "I'm afraid you've come to the wrong place." Don't hurt and be angry, sir, you better go. ”

"Worship the Buddha?"

The man shook his head, "Who told you that I am here to worship the Buddha." ”

The man pointed to the main hall in the Divine Palace, "The Buddha in here is your Buddha, not Lao Tzu's Buddha." It's almost the same when he gets out and worships Lao Tzu. The corpse vegetarian meal is also worthy of Lao Tzu's worship? ”

"Sir, please leave." The little monk said coldly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the man flew out.

The young man with the full moon scimitar in his hand took a step forward, his shoulders sank, and with a flick and a contraction, the two little monks who were guarding the door flew out.

However, he still kept his hand, otherwise, just this time, these two little monks who only have a shallow foundation in martial arts will be crippled if they don't die.

Knocking into the two little monks guarding the door, the young man kicked open the vermilion lacquer gate of the Heian Shrine.

Then he respectfully walked behind the sickly man on his face.

The man raised his feet and stepped into the gate of the Heian Shrine, slowly moving his steps, not at all like he was here to make trouble, but like a tourist looking at the scenery.

But then again, the view of this Heian Jingu is really good.

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