Chapter 7: The Heroes (1)

The bearded Peng Lianhai sneered: "The surname is Lu, you are quite good at pretending to be stupid." Why does Lao Tzu say that you deceive the world and steal your name, fake benevolence and false righteousness, you yourself still don't know? ”

Lu Yu said in a condensed voice: "I'm sorry, I really don't know. ”

Others were also puzzled and spoke one after another.

"Hey, the surname is Peng, who Lu Shao is, everyone knows it, to put it bluntly, that is the hero of our rivers and seas, the hero of our Huaxia."

"That's right. If Young Marshal Lu is all deceiving the world and stealing fame, fake benevolence and false righteousness, are there still real heroes in this world, and there are true benevolence and righteousness? ”

"The surname Peng, you are a northerner, your northern martial arts have always looked down on our southern faction, and now I see that there is a young marshal Lu in the south, and you have suppressed your northern faction, so you are not convinced, and deliberately smear Young Marshal Lu, right?"

"It's, it has to be like this. surnamed Peng, if you don't say a meridian ugly today, don't want to leave from here. What kind of thing, dare to smear Young Marshal Lu, and dare to make trouble at the funeral of the eighth master! ”

For a while, the crowd was furious, and they all accused Spit of being a big man named Peng Lianhai and venting his anger for Lu Yu.

If someone smeared Lu Yu before Lu Yu's trip to Japan, there would not be so many people to speak for him, after all, at that time, even the southeast martial arts generation generally believed that Lu Yu was a broom star, and he killed many people, and even more, some people said that he colluded with the Japanese and was the No. 1 traitor in the sky.

But after the trip to Japan, all these voices disappeared.

There is nothing new under the sun - especially in this Internet era - although Lu Yu has nothing to promote, and even deliberately keeps a low profile, what he did and said in Japan has gradually spread in the Chinese cultivation world, especially in the southern martial arts.

Now his reputation has risen sharply and reached a new height, even Li Fengnian back then is far better.

If Lu Yu really responded to Jiang Boyong's words, if he wanted to be the leader of the martial arts alliance in the southeast, I believe it would be a matter of gathering followers with a single call.

At such a time, a figure of the Northern Martial Arts faction, at the funeral of Wei Wenchang, a martial arts myth, slandered and seriously injured Lu Yu, which would definitely cause public outrage.

Peng Lianhai just sneered, his face full of vicious sarcasm, staring at Lu Yu.

Lu Yu waved his hand, signaling the big guy not to get excited.

The main reason is that Peng Lianhai is really underbeaten, he is afraid that everyone will not be able to hold back and attack him, and directly destroy his humanity.

After all, today is Wei Wenchang's funeral, and it is not appropriate to use swords, and Lu Yu does not want to make any trouble.

The most important thing is that he is bright in his heart, and he is not afraid of Peng Lianhai's slander.

He, Lu Changqing, is definitely not a good person, but at least he is a man who stands up to the sky.

I never disdain to do anything to deceive the world and steal my name.

is not a traitorous villain who is full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, and has a stomach full of flies and dogs.

Peng Lianhai looked indifferent, and sneered: "You don't know? Hehe, Young Marshal Lu is really a noble man who forgets things, then let me ask you, how did Wei Xiaobei, the only son of Wei Baye, die, and in whose hands did he die? ”

He stared at Lu Yu with a sneer, "Lu Changqing, you keep saying that the eighth master treats you like a son, and you also regard the eighth master as a master and a father." Then let me ask you again, is there a reason for an elder brother to kill his younger brother in this world, and there is a benevolence and righteousness to cut off the only bloodline of his master? ”

Peng Lianhai's words are not subtle at all.

It's just one more thing—

Wei Xiaobei was killed by Lu Yu!

Among the people present, there were people who knew that Wei Xiaobei died unexpectedly, but no one really knew that Wei Xiaobei died at the hands of Lu Yu.

"The surname Peng, what nonsense are you talking about? How could Xiaobei be killed by Lu Yu? ”

The one who spoke was a pretty woman who was also dressed in linen and filial piety, and was dressed in white, it was Jiang Yiyi.

Miss Jiang is Wei Wenchang's righteous daughter, so she naturally came to attend the funeral.

Of course she knew that Wei Xiaobei was killed by Lu Yu, but on this occasion, how could she admit it? Without waiting for Lu Yu to speak, he opened his mouth to help Lu Yu defend himself, and gave Wang Xuance a look, meaning that Senior Brother Wang sent someone to deal with Peng Lianhai.

Wang Xuance gave Gao Changgong a look, Gao Changgong pursed his scarlet lips, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he was about to move, but was stopped by Lu Yu.

Wang Xuance suddenly felt bad, and said in a low voice: "Ah Xuan, don't be impulsive, I can't recognize this matter." ”

"Senior brother, since I dare to do it, I dare to admit it."

Lu Yu waved his hand, looked around, and said: "Everyone, this surnamed Peng is right, Wei Xiaobei, the son of the eighth master, did die in my hands." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at each other, and the atmosphere instantly became extremely treacherous.

"Hehe, surnamed Lu, you dare to do it. But it doesn't matter if you recognize it or not, Lao Tzu has evidence here that you killed Wei Xiaobei with your own hands. Peng Lianhai sneered.

"I, Lu Changqing, have never sought benevolence, righteousness and morality, nor have I wanted the so-called prestige and reputation. It's the truth in my heart. ”

Lu Yu looked around, his voice was quiet, and he continued to sound, "It's my Lu Changqing's own truth, not the truth of this world." Wei Xiaobei was indeed killed by me, I killed him, naturally I have my reasons, and I don't need to explain it to anyone. There is nothing that dares to admit it. ”

The crowd was shocked.

"Young marshal, this ...... How is this possible? ”

"Yes, young marshal, the hero of the eighth master, is not thin on you, such as a master and a father, even Xiaobei is a thousand things, and you shouldn't kill him."

The crowd began to talk about it.

Gradually, the voice accusing Lu Yu became louder.

Lu Yu said lightly: "Everyone, I'm sorry. Let you down, I, Lu Changqing, have never been perfect, let alone heroes or models in your hearts. If you judge according to the truth of this world, I have done many right things and many wrong things in my life. But I can assure you that everything I do is worthy of my own conscience. It was like this before, and it will continue to be like this in the future. ”

"Hypocrisy."

Peng Lianhai smiled coldly, "Lu Changqing, you said a thousand ways and ten thousand, aren't you justifying yourself?" You say that you are worthy of your conscience, then Lao Tzu asks you, is your conscience worthy of Wei Baye? ”

"Of course you do." Lu Yu said in a deep voice.

"Haha-" Peng Lianhai laughed, "Right?" How dare you say it's worthy? Without Wei Baye, you--mom would have died in Japan a long time ago. The eighth master has a great kindness to you, a great favor that you can't afford to repay in your life. But you killed the son of the eighth master. Dare you say it's worth it? surnamed Lu, the thickness of your skin is really impressive. ”

"I don't need to explain anything to you." Lu Yu said coldly.

"Hmph, others are afraid of you, but Lao Tzu Peng Lianhai is not afraid. surnamed Lu, what qualifications do you have to dress the eighth master in linen and wear filial piety, and what qualifications do you have to preside over the funeral of the eighth master as the successor of the eighth master? Bah, you're a villain, you don't deserve it. Peng Lianhai scolded.

"Whether I'm worthy or not, it's your business. What can you do with Lao Tzu? Lu Yu sneered.

"Lu Changqing, are you saying this too rampant? Do you really think no one can cure you? ”

At this moment, another voice sounded.

The voice was cold, but extremely penetrating, resounding throughout the cemetery.

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