He walked over and smiled confidently: "Cousin, let's go to the pavilion and sit down, the adults still have something to discuss." ”

Lin Yuyu hummed softly, lowered his head, and shyly followed Lu Jian away.

When they came to the pavilion of Lufu, the two talked a little jerky.

Suddenly, Lin Yuyu saw two figures, leaving alone from the side door of the Lu Mansion.

Lu Cangliu, Lu Qingchen.

Her eyes were fixed on Lu Qingchen's thin figure, and her heart darkened slightly, for this cousin, she had admired and liked it since she was a child.

Attentive, gentle and brave, she takes good care of her.

When she was a child, once she climbed the rockery in the house, but she fell down, and Lu Qingchen rushed over to cushion underneath.

She was fine, but Lu Qingchen's ribs were broken and she was recuperating for two months.

Looking at Lu Qingchen leaving the Lu Mansion lonely, Lin Yuxuan felt lost and gloomy in his heart.

He whispered in his heart: "Cousin, how nice would it be if you were the same as you were three years ago?" I really want to be your rain and your bride all the time, but unfortunately, you are no longer that cousin. ”

She understands the cruelty and ruthlessness of reality.

The feelings and touches of the past are like ants in front of the carriage in front of the cruel reality, easily crushed by the rolling wheels.

The huge gulf between them doomed them to no results, no.

Pulling away her gaze and looking at Lu Jian, she secretly thought, "I missed this cousin in the past, and I can't miss it anymore now." ”

Seongnam Courtyard.

Lu Cangliu sighed: "Only this mansion was bought by my personal savings, and finally our father and son still have a place to stay." ”

He turned his head to look at Yun'er and said, "Why do you follow us?" It will be better to stay in Lufu, and it will be very hard here. ”

Yun'er didn't mind, and said with a smile: "I grew up with the young master, and I will go wherever the young master goes." ”

The only ones who are willing to go with them are Yun'er and Zheng Lao.

But he was too old to work anymore, so Lu Cangliu gave him a private money and asked him to return to his hometown to retire for the rest of his life.

The rest ...... All of them stayed in the Lu Mansion.

No one wants to follow the former Lord of the Lu Mansion who has lost power.

He looked at Yun'er, she was immature in the past, she was already slim, and her appearance was not peerless, but she was also a rare little beauty, not much worse than Lin Yuyu.

It's just that he lacks the self-confidence of a warrior in terms of dress.

Originally, he planned to treat Yun'er as Lu Qingchen's house-filling maid, and after Lu Qingchen married Zhao Zixue, let her follow the round house.

However, the world is unpredictable.

"Qingchen, why don't you marry Yun'er?" Lu Cangliu had nothing to do and was light, and began to think about hugging his grandson.

Anyway, Qingchen has no marriage contract, so it is better to marry Yun'er Mingmei, and Yun'er will become the main room from now on, so that she will not be wronged.

Yes!

Yun'er blushed in shock, and her little face was like a red hijab, buried deep in her still developing chest.

Lu Qingchen was also stunned, marry her?

He has been instilled since he was a child that Yun'er will be a house-filling girl in the future, so he does not resist marrying her, nor does he dislike her background.

On the contrary, he is very grateful and cherishes Yun'er, whether he is rich or poor, Yun'er unswervingly follows.

There are not many such good girls in the world.

Marrying her, Lu Qingchen will not refuse.

But, he had a three-year covenant.

"Father, can I wait until I settle the marriage contract with Zhao Zixue?" He didn't say no.

Lu Cangliu was curious, isn't his son dead yet?

Thinking that he said at the beginning that he would cultivate alone for a year and never give up until the last moment, I was relieved.

However, no matter how hard you try, it is futile to not be able to absorb the essence.

It was impossible for him and Zhao Zixue to do so.

But how can a father bear to strike his son?

"Light dust, come on! Father is optimistic about you! Lu Cangliu encouraged.

After a pause, he said, "I'll go buy some ingredients and come back." ”

As a Zhongchen martial artist, Lu Cangliu had to eat a cow every meal to fill his stomach, and the cost was huge.

He didn't take any of it away from the Lu Mansion, relying on his personal savings for many years, and he couldn't support it for too long.

Afterwards, you should find a way to find an errand to earn some money.

Lu Qingchen's eyes flashed slightly, and he said, "Okay, I'm going to Fengmanlou to buy some things." ”

The two left one after another, leaving Yun'er blinking and muttering, "This is leaving?" Father and son are busier than the other. ”

Instead, she smiled happily, the corners of her mouth pursed into a line.

The conversation between Lu Cangliu and Lu Qingchen just now made her heart sweet.

From childhood to adulthood, only their father and son regarded her as a human being, and the young master was even more considerate and never regarded her as a human being.

If she marries the young master, she will not resist at all, even if she is just a house-filling girl, she will have no regrets.

When I thought about it, I cooked happily.

The wind was full of buildings, and Lu Qingchen looted it.

The 1.7 million silver on the gold card was almost swiped by him for one million.

All the materials for buying the Dragon's Blood Treasure Milk are enough to refine a hundred.

These are enough for him to cultivate to the peak of Xiao Chen's position, and there is still a superfluity.

Invite several trailers to send a large number of materials back to the small courtyard in the south of the city, and load them all into the cultivation room before my father returns.

"Yun'er, I'll retreat first." Lu Qingchen took out three hundred grains of Linglong Snow Crystal Spirit Rice: "In the future, you will eat this, which is enough for you to eat for a month." ”

Even if it is a strong person in the middle of the morning, a grain of spiritual rice can eat a full meal.

"Also, this piece of Jiao Lei Wood, it must be beneficial for you to ask your father to hollow out the heart of the tree, sit and cultivate in it every day, and persist for a month."

Yun'er wrote them down one by one.

After the order, Lu Qingchen returned to the cultivation room and continued to cultivate.

Time waits for no one, and he doesn't want to delay for a moment.

Soon, Lu Cangliu came back with two cows, threw them on the ground, and said, "What about the light dust?" ”

Yun'er said to Nunu in the cultivation room: "No, I'll cultivate when I come back." ”

Lu Cangliu bowed his head, took out a sharp knife that he carried with him, and began to unload the beef.

"Slow down, sir!" Yun'er hurriedly said, turned around and grabbed several bags from the kitchen, handed them to him, and said, "The young master ordered before the retreat, and the master will eat this in the future." ”

Lu Cangliu looked at it, his burden was bulging, and he didn't know what the ingredients were.

But the amount of a few burdens is probably not enough for him to eat one-tenth of it.

The amount of food for a martial artist in Zhongchen is unimaginable to ordinary people.

"Hehe, I can have a cow, these things, presumably they are also reserved for you, you can eat them." Lu Cangliu looked at her completely, looking at her daughter-in-law.

Yun'er was embarrassed and muttered, "Oh, I'm also strange, the young master still said that these are enough for us to eat for three months?" Is he trying to starve to death? Maybe he won't have enough to eat. ”

As she spoke, she grabbed a white oval fruit puzzled, looked at it for a moment, and said, "But master, this thing tastes really good, and I drank three bowls of the leftover clear soup water from the last time the young master cooked." ”

Lu Cangliu raised his eyebrows slightly, and said in his heart, when did this kid Qingchen become so mean? How could Yun'er be allowed to drink clear soup water?

Moreover, she was so hungry that she drank three bowls beautifully?

Incredible, right?

This is not like Qingchen's person, but Yun'er has always been duty-bound, and there is no reason to wronged Qingchen for no reason.

Anyway, when he comes out, he must have a good talk, and he will be better to Yun'er in the future.

"Yun'er, you can also eat some of these beef to replenish your body." Lu Cangliu raised his head and comforted her.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he raised his eyes, he was attracted by the fruit of the white flower in Yun'er's hand.

"What is this?" Lu Cangliu asked himself, as the head of the Lu family, there are still a lot of rare things he sees on weekdays.

The white fruit at the moment, but I have never seen it.

"I don't know, the young master brought it back from nowhere." Yun'er leaned in front of her nose curiously and sniffed: "It's quite fragrant." ”

"Show me." Lu Cangliu was surprised, this fruit seemed to be a little extraordinary.

Yun'er handed it to him, and after a careful look, Lu Cangliu found that it was a little familiar, and said uncertainly: "Is it Lingmi?" But it's not like it, the Principality of Tianfeng only has a hundred spiced phoenix tail spirit rice, the whole body is colorful, and it has a hundred kinds of aromas, which does not match the description of the fruit in front of you. ”

"It's not Lingmi, what's that?" Yun'er asked curiously.

Lu Cangliu thought for a while and said, "Maybe it's some kind of peculiar fruit, right?" ”

As he spoke, he opened his mouth and tasted it, and couldn't help but be surprised: "No wonder Qingchen only gives you to drink the leftover clear soup water, this fruit essence is amazingly powerful, I can fill my stomach if I eat one, and you will be spoiled by the essence when you eat it." ”

"Strange, what kind of fruit is this? The value should not be low, where did the light dust come from? ”

Yun'er was also puzzled: "Not only these fruits, but the young master also got a piece of scorched thunder wood, so that the master can cultivate in it from now on." ”

"Oh? Take a look at me. ”

After a while, he looked at Jiao Lei Mu, and when he touched it slightly, an electric arc immediately ejected from the wood, numbing his fingers.

"Why did he let me do that?" Lu Cangliu was puzzled.

"He didn't say it, he just said it was good for you." Yun'er touched her chin and thought: "The current young master, sometimes the gods are mysterious and secretive, and they don't know what happened to him. ”

How could she not know that Lu Qingchen had regained his ability to cultivate?

However, she was very faithful and did not inform.

Looking at the strange fruits, and then at the special Jiao Lei wood, Lu Cangliu also felt that his son was full of strangeness.

Since that time when I came back from the mountain, it seems that I have changed as a different person.

"I don't know what he's up to, but I'll give it a try." He's at ease now, there's nothing to do anyway, and there's time to try.

Soon, Lu Cangliu was eating beef and nibbling on spiritual rice.

Yun'er also drank the clear soup beautifully, which was as sweet as food.

A month later, Lu Qingchen had no intention of leaving the customs.

Lu Cangliu saw that he was in a complicated mood, but he didn't want to disturb, so let his son immerse himself in cultivation, it was better than bearing the cruelty of the outside world.

After thinking for a while, he took out a transcribed secret book, stuffed it from the bottom of the stone door, and said, "Qingchen, you can collect it personally in the future, your grandfather will pass it on to me, and I will pass it on to you." ”

Lu Qingchen, who was cultivating, picked it up, opened it and looked at it, slightly surprised.

"Fuhu Seven Styles, the heirloom of the Lu Mansion, the yellow-level middle-grade martial arts?" Lu Qingchen was surprised.

In the end, my father still brought out some things from the Lu Mansion, although it was a transcript.

This secret book can be ranked in the top five in Lonely Boat City, and many first-class families do not have yellow-level mid-grade martial arts, so they have attracted many coveters.

Fortunately, the world is peaceful and the order is stable, and although there are many coveters, no one dares to rob them.

If it was in the past, Lu Qingchen would definitely be eager for this martial art.

Now, in the memory of the Six Dao Saint Monarchs, there are not one thousand but eight hundred combat martial arts of this level.

But he wasn't about to abandon it.