It is the season when the plum blossom opens, such as the petals carved by topaz, and a gust of mountain breeze drifts by, and the fragrance is refreshing. A team of people and horses rushed along the winding path at the foot of Dalong Mountain, and they had no intention of admiring the intoxicating scenery.

Lingwu thought of his grandfather, who was seriously ill in bed, and his heart was like an arrow. Before leaving, Lingwu contacted his grandfather and wanted to tell him the news that he had set off for Double Dragon City. For a whole day, no matter how he contacted him, there was no response from his grandfather. Lingwu's heart sank to the bottom of the water like a stone, and he knew that something had happened to his grandfather.

Hou Ye didn't speak for a long time after learning about it, and finally just told him: "You leave immediately, and I'll be back soon." Lingwu tried his best to reduce the time of the return trip, and his men were led by Wei Qingsong and Lin Zhi. He only led the 5,000 guards to the forefront, and these 5,000 people often taught martial arts in person, and they were usually trained by He Jian, and now their strength is no different from that of a samurai. Acting alone, marching twice as fast as other troops.

After more than ten days, he met the rear army, and after a little conversation with Lin Yun, the head of the rear army's march, Lingwu contacted his grandfather again, but there was still no response. Lin Yun was in a very bad mood, he hadn't heard from the master for a long time, judging by the instructions given to him by the master last time and the tone at that time, the worst might have happened.

Lin Yun told Lingwu several times that he couldn't reveal anything, after all, the Hou Ye was still on the border, and the armies of the two Hou States in the south were not far from the border of Nanling Mansion. The safety of the master is also related to the safety of the Hou Kingdom, and it cannot be known to outsiders. If there is anything, despite the orders, Lin Yun will be the butler of the Master's Mansion for the rest of his life. Lingwu only conveyed the order of Hou Ye to return to the army, and did not make any stops and set off again, and Lin Yun was also busy arranging the return to the army.

The schedule on the road is very tight, except for one hour of training and two hours of rest, all the time is rushed. The guards' sword training has never stopped, and Lingwu has also used this time to practice true martial arts. Now you must practice true martial arts every day, so that your martial arts can improve, so Lingwu practiced boxing when he was stationed in the camp, and cultivated his spirit when he was marching, and his strength improved quickly.

In May 796 of the Great Zhou calendar, Lingwu finally came to the rope bridge outside Shuanglong City. Before he reached the bridge, Lingwu had already seen a large group of people on the other side of the bridge, and he knew that it should be the team sent by his second uncle to greet him. Five days ago, he contacted his second uncle and told him his location and approximate time to arrive in Ssangyong City. Lingwu couldn't wait, and only took He Jian and a few other guards to cross the bridge first.

To Lingwu's surprise, there was not only the second uncle Zhang Rufeng in the team that greeted him, but the leader was actually the eldest young master Ji Longchuan. The two of them were wearing very plain clothes, and when they saw Lingwu coming over quickly, the two hurriedly stepped forward. Lingwu first visited Ji Longchuan, and Ji Longchuan first asked about the cold and warmth, and then asked about the situation of the Hou Ye.

Zhang Rufeng took Lingwu's hand and said, "It's been almost four years, and our Lingwu is almost fifteen years old. It's much taller than leaving Shuanglong City, it's one meter and eight meters tall, it's all a big guy, and the war really makes people mature fast! ”

"Second uncle, how is my grandfather doing now?"

Zhang Rufeng's faces changed, and Zhang Rufeng whispered: "I know you miss your grandfather, I'll tell you more about the specific situation when I go back." Many important officials of the Hou Kingdom have come to greet you, so let's talk to everyone briefly. ”

Lingwu looked at his second uncle again, Zhang Rufeng lowered his head and said nothing, Lingwu was even more convinced of his and Lin Yun's thoughts. The stakes were so high that he had no choice but to step forward and greet everyone for a while.

"Congratulations on the triumphant return of the young master."

"Where and where, don't dare to be, don't dare to be."

"Young Master, young hero, I admire it so much"

"Where, where, you complimented."

After tossing for a long time, Lingwu got out of the boring entertainment and went straight to the master's mansion with his second uncle.

In May, the trees of the Master's Mansion are verdant, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and the ginkgo biloba tree, which is Lingwu's favorite, is full of vitality, and there is nothing unusual to see. Zhang Rufeng led Lingwu to the courtyard where his grandfather lived, and all the furnishings remained the same, and the location did not change at all. The only difference was that Lingwu had never seen his grandfather, and Zhang Rufeng didn't care about Lingwu's puzzled gaze, and took him alone under the big ginkgo tree behind the main house.

According to my grandfather, the ginkgo tree was hundreds of years old, and it took ten people to hug the trunk, and the canopy covered the entire main house and the garden behind it. When Lingwu first arrived in Shuanglong City, he liked to play here, and he meditated and practiced here many times, which reminded him of those trees and people in his hometown. Although it has lived for a short time, it is very familiar. On the night of the march to the south, he still thought from time to time of the bird's nest in the trees and the crickets in the lawn.

But now that the second uncle brought himself here, without saying a word, Lingwu soon discovered the abnormality. In the lawn just under the trees, there were signs of freshly turned dirt, where the soil was slightly raised. Lingwu's eyes instantly moistened, and he rushed forward in a few steps, lay down, and carefully picked up the grass on the ground with his hands. This grass is different from when he was in Shuanglong City, Lingwu turned his head to look at his second uncle, and asked in a choked voice, "Grandpa, is he really here?" ”

Zhang Rufeng bit his lip and whispered with tears streaming down his face: "Well, my father is in danger of Hou Guo's safety, and Hou Ye is not here." Long Chuan and I didn't dare to make the news public, so we had to temporarily put our father here and wait for the Hou Ye to come back. ”

Lingwu knelt on the ground, resting his head on the lawn, and the scenes of his grandfather from Hongning Mansion to Shuanglong City with him appeared in front of him, and tears poured out like a tide. There are only tears, no crying sound. Under this ginkgo tree, Lingwu sat for three days, and no one could persuade him to leave. Xia Yu didn't react at all when he was clothed and fed, Xia Yu kept crying with him like this, and Zhang Rufeng couldn't do anything about him.

Zhang Rufeng is also anxious, what is the result of the battle ahead? What is the situation with the eldest brother Zhang Rulong? Lingwu didn't even say this, and he didn't have time to ask. Now Lingwu has been demented like this for three consecutive days, and he doesn't dare to touch him. Zhang Rufeng was anxious, and muttered: "Little ancestor, you can't do it!" What if it hurts God? Your grandfather left a message for you, where is your uncle now? ”

As soon as he said the words "Grandpa left a message for you", Lingwu actually came back to his senses and asked loudly, "What did Grandpa say?" ”

It turned out that Lingwu had actually walked around the ghost gate in the past few days. Spiritual cultivators are extremely spiritually strong, but they are also prone to go mad. They usually absorb spiritual energy from heaven and earth to provide energy for their souls, but under extremely special circumstances, the stronger their spiritual power, the more likely they are to enter a state of spiritual silence. In this state, the spiritual consciousness of the spiritual person is as if it has entered nothingness, with no direction and no time. The soul wanders aimlessly in the void, unable to find the way back, and after a long time, it is equivalent to the suicide of ordinary people. The difference is just that the body is intact, but the soul is dead. If it weren't for the second uncle's unintentional words that touched the deepest thing in his heart, I'm afraid Lingwu would have to sit like this forever.

"What did Grandpa leave behind?" Lingwu finally came to his senses and asked again, he didn't know what he was going through.

"You go back to the courtyard house with me, I'll tell you slowly" Zhang Rufeng took Lingwu's hand, Lingwu stumbled and almost fell, Xia Yu actively helped him. The servant brought tea, and Xia Yu waited for him to take a few shallow sips before exiting the house.

"Father went very calmly and peacefully," the second uncle said slowly: "He wrote a will in advance and asked me to give it to Master Hou." He also asked me to tell you that you must work hard to cultivate, strive to become a Lingzun, and become a great hero in the world, the road of Lingzun is very difficult and long, but he believes that you can do it. He also asked me not to worry about the future of our family, saying that you are already a great spirit priest, and with you and Brother Rulong here, no one dares to bully us. He wants me to tell you that Hou Ye is very good to you, and Hou Ye will be loyal to Hou Ye one day. Tell you not to get too close to the three young masters, my father said that the three of them were all grown up by him, and their mental skills are not good. When Hou Ye is here, you will listen to Hou Ye, and when Hou Ye is gone, you will make your own decisions, don't fall for those three. ”

"Lingwu, don't be too sad, grandpa also hopes that you will grow up healthy and happy, and the family can't do without you. Also, when will your uncle come back? The eldest brother is the eldest son, and he needs to preside over it. ”

"Uncle" Lingwu really didn't know how to say, just looked at the second uncle in a daze. Zhang Rufeng is a very shrewd person, and he immediately understood, grabbed his hand, and said loudly: "You mean? It's impossible, how could something happen to the eldest brother's martial arts? ”

Lingwu lowered his head sadly and whispered: "I met the red-haired barbarians, and the 200,000 troops in the front were wiped out. ”

Zhang Rufeng's whole body trembled, and his face turned pale. Lingwu hurriedly shouted: "Come on, come on!" A few people in charge immediately came in outside the door, Zhang Rufeng waved his hand and whispered: "Help me go back to the house to rest, Lingwu, you also rest and rest, Xia Yu, you wait carefully." Several people hurriedly picked up the second uncle and hurried away with the courtyard on the left. The Master's Mansion lost two pillars at once, how could the second uncle stand it all at once. The master died, and Zhang Rufeng was still mentally prepared. He never imagined that the battle ahead would be so tragic that a famous general could not escape. Zhang Rulong alone can stand up to this family, although it is not as influential as the master.

Xia Yu helped Lingwu and said lovingly: "You can't hurt your body anymore, if you have a good one, what should the lord and lady do?" Madame gave birth to your son at such an old age, if you are not good, can Madame still live? Seeing that you are sad, even we are sad. As he spoke, he helped Lingwu to the bed while crying: "Sleep well, don't think nonsense." She covered Lingwu with a quilt, leaned down and patted Lingwu gently. In the past few days, she has been tired of accompanying Lingwu, and she has fallen asleep unconsciously lying on Lingwu.