Chapter 3 Be an idler one less time
In this play, which has been performed for more than half a year, the Jiang family is as chic as ever, and they left this land of right and wrong at that time.
Datang was out early, and at present, it may not be considered a loss.
The rest of the families are a mess that they can't figure out, they all have their own thoughts, but they all intend to make the titular master Dasheng earn some face. Dasheng knows this, but he doesn't know it.
One is willing to fight, the other is willing to suffer.
Lu Qiming listened to Mu Yunyi say one by one, and commented: "Everyone has their own fun." β
Mu Yun smiled: "It seems that it has nothing to do with you Gongzi Lu...... However, the situation of your Lu family is more interesting than before. β
Lu Qiming raised his eyebrows, "What, it's still undecided?"
"Some people may not know it, but in my opinion as an outsider, it should have been a foregone conclusion. Mu Yunyi nodded, secretly admiring Lu Xingzhi. He looked at Lu Qiming and said with a smile: "But the surface is still the same, and even the sound outside is no longer there-I don't know who I'm waiting for." β
Lu Qiming frowned, lowered his head and took a sip of tea, did not answer his words, and asked instead: "After Tang Sheng went back, how did the Lin family deal with it?"
Mu Yunyi was a little surprised by his indifference, but he still said truthfully: "It's all withdrawn, and the attitude of watching from the wall is no longer there." As for the details, I don't have a source of information about Datang. β
Lu Qiming tapped the table twice with his knuckles, and was about to speak, when he suddenly paused. He smiled inexplicably, pressed his temples, and looked at Mu Yunyi again: "Some things are different from what I originally thought, and I have to trouble Mu Gongzi to talk about Tang Sheng in detail again." β
Mu Yunyi suppressed the doubts in his heart and narrated them to him one by one.
Lu Qiming listened, and gradually guessed Lin Youzhi's intentions, his heart sank slightly, and he sighed secretly: "This girl ......" This time he was self-defeating.
"The people of the Qin clan have never left, but they have moved to live outside the city. Mu Yunyi thought of this and added.
Outside the city? Lu Qiming repeated the word, thinking of a possibility, and smiled slightly.
......
Song Ping'an watched the two of them come down one after the other, subconsciously looked around, and whispered a little nervously: "What should I do next?" It looks like ordinary people on the outside, but in fact, I don't know how many pairs of eyes with ulterior motives.
Mu Yunyi smiled and said nothing, seeing what Lu Qiming said.
Lu Qiming stretched out his right hand to Song Ping'an, and asked her with a smile: "Let's go out for a walk together, are you afraid?"
Song Ping'an's eyes widened and she looked up at him in a daze, she took a deep breath, and her expression of heroism and righteousness was unaware. She carefully took his hand and nodded solemnly.
Chu Wei also wanted to persuade them not to be reckless, but just halfway through the words, she raised her head and found that the two people had disappeared without a trace; she looked around, but there was still no shadow, and she couldn't help but be confused.
Mu Yunyi smiled on the side: "Weiwei doesn't need to look for it, it's a breath." β
"Breathing?" Chu Wei suddenly said after a while, "That...... Didn't Lu Gongzi deliberately tease Ping An just now?"
Mu Yunyi chuckled and nodded.
Chu Wei slowly closed her mouth and said with a smile: "Lu Gongzi is very interested. β
Mu Yun was noncommittal, and whispered to himself: "It's a little strange......"
"What?" Chu Wei didn't hear what he said.
"Let's go back, let's continue eating. Mu Yunyi turned around first.
......
Song Ping'an was led by Lu Qiming, and walked towards the bright door in fear.
She didn't notice the difference at first, but after walking nearly a hundred steps, no one looked at her, and even the people she knew turned a blind eye to her, and then she realized that she was special.
She still couldn't believe it - how could no one find out that the two of them were walking unconcealed, sunny and distinctly shadowed?
She turned her head to look at Lu Qiming, and saw that he winked at herself, and his voice sounded in her ears: "Fun, right?"
Song Ping'an shook his hand in front of a person with a serious expression, but the person was still just as serious, which made her laugh and nod her head in novelty, and then realized the key, glaring: "You-you just did it on purpose!"
Then she heard Lu Qiming's hateful low laughter. She tried to protest with her eyes, but she couldn't help but laugh first.
It's good today. Song Ping'an thought with a smile.
It's still the same road, but the mood is different from before.
All people and everything become a set. The hustle and bustle circles all around, but it seems to go around them. The daily fragmentary scenes of life suddenly changed, like a long scroll-shaped painting with both gods.
They are in the middle of it, and at the same time they are detached. Walking and watching, it seems that there is no such thing as them in the world, and it seems that they are the only existence in heaven and earth.
This is a strange feeling that Song Ping'an has never experienced, which is interesting and fresh, but also has an indescribable emptiness and blankness; fortunately, with him by his side, uneasiness becomes tranquility, and helplessness becomes freedom.
Song Ping'an sighed softly: "It's really like a spring outing." β
She saw Lu Qiming laughing silently. At that moment, Song Ping'an suddenly realized in his heart - this feeling was his feeling.
Somehow, Song Ping'an suddenly felt inexplicably sad. She began to walk silently with Lu Qiming.
......
Lu Qiming didn't think about it so much, he just thought that Song Ping'an, a little girl, was very cute, and couldn't help but tease it. As for holding her hand, it is necessary to think about it and to think about it.
He doesn't have internal strength now, he uses the Feng Clan's breathing technique, and if he wants to take care of one more person, he must have physical contact.
The Feng Clan's breathing technique is far more sophisticated than what he had learned in his previous life, but this is also helpless - when the people of the Feng Clan are alone, they must be careful to hide their Feng Clan identity.
As for the reason, Lu Qiming was quite ridiculous. In the past, he only knew that the demons and spirits who had cultivated the Tao would sometimes be captured and killed by others and used as good materials, not to mention others, he himself had done such things.
But if feng shui really rotates in turns-in terms of preciousness, how can ordinary monsters compare to the dragon and phoenix clans? This is also the reason why his own blood was able to directly make talismans at that time......
Although with the power of the dragon and phoenix clans in this world, the vast majority of people dare not even say anything about their covetousness, but it is difficult to prevent the old monsters who are about to end their lives and are alone and take risks. Lu Qiming understood the reason why he said that he would not let himself go alone when his mother was still by his side, but fortunately, the shallow water in Middle-earth was clear, so there were no additional twists and turns.
With this kind of danger being forced from time to time, he has achieved the top breath gathering technique of the Feng Clan, even if he has no internal strength, he will not be discovered by anyone if he only relies on instinct.
However, there are always exceptions - a figure is right in front of them.
Lu Qiming was thinking that he didn't pay attention to things, and almost bumped into a pair of arms, and looked up in surprise, a little surprised: "Tsing Yi?"
......
Sparse the bamboo outside the curtain, and the rain between the bamboos. The windows are clean and dust-free, and a few inkstones are cold and foggy.
It's really like a person.
However, at this time, Lu Qiming didn't care about admiring the garden scenery, and kept staring at Tsing Yi left and right.
Although Tsing Yi was not uncomfortable, he was upset by him, and said coldly: "I have flowers on my face?"
He didn't expect Lu Qiming to nod very sincerely, and said with a smile: "Tsing Yi, come, borrow your hand to take a look." β
Tsing Yi frowned, and said suspiciously, "What? I'm sick?" but he still rolled up his sleeves.
Lu Qiming smiled: "It's nothing." I'll look at something else. "Is this a habit of seeing him as a doctor?
He pinched Tsing Yi's wrist bones and knuckles, and was amazed -- if Tsing Yi had a physique like this, if he had been born in the world of his previous life, how could he be so unpopular? It was definitely an immortal qualification that the major gangs were competing for.
Thinking of this, Lu Qiming was a little distracted.
I don't know who will be able to take care of the master after I die? I hope that the little junior sister can find her way back, return to the sect, and renew the incense. Otherwise, if the once glorious Chengyuan Sect was cut off because of his inheritance, then he would really be to blame......
At this time, Lu Qiming's heart moved, stared at Tsing Yi, and blurted out: "Tsing Yi, are you willing to worship me as a teacher?"
Tsing Yi was slightly stunned, looking at him fixedly, her lips pursed. After a while, he turned his head and said calmly: "You take care of yourself." β
Lu Qiming still didn't give up, and said with a smile: "Really don't think about it, it's better to do this, I can accept apprentices on behalf of the teacher." β
Tsing Yi slammed down the teacup and said slightly angrily: "I said no!"
Lu Qiming was nothing, Song Ping'an couldn't say angrily: "Why don't you know the hearts of good people?"
"It's fine. Lu Qiming patted her hand and said with a smile: "Actually, Tsing Yi he-"
"What are you doing with her so much!" Tsing Yi interrupted angrily.
At this time, even Lu Qiming looked at him with some surprise.
Tsing Yi realized his abnormality, was a little annoyed, and raised a glass of tea to cover up.
Lu Qiming suddenly smiled and laughed at himself: "What you said is not bad. Actually, when it comes to cultivation now, I'm the same as you. β
Tsing Yi's hand shook, and the tea flowed down his fingers. He put down the cup expressionlessly, lowered his head to shake off the water droplets, and said coldly: "It's just right, it's more like." β
"Tsing Yi!" Lu Qiming frowned, and said word by word: "Don't move that thought again, I can protect myself." β
Tsing Yi looked up at him, knew that he was telling the truth, and stopped making a sound.
After being silent for a while, he took away the teacups in front of Song Ping'an and Lu Qiming directly, and said, "Since you don't need me, let's go." β
Lu Qiming shook his head and smiled, and asked him, "You forgot to say somethingβwhat's going on?"
Tsing Yi glanced at Song Ping'an coldly, and said calmly: "She said she was fine." He picked up his things and walked to the back room, and his voice came: "And it's busy." She has taken all the people in the Meridian Pavilion with her, and I will leave tomorrow. β
"I don't send it. β
......
Compound.
Xia Wuyi held the rice in one hand and chopsticks in the other, looking at the dishes on the table, and his heart was both sad and happy - sad is that the person who can cook the most in the courtyard is not there, and the person who can not cook in the courtyard is not there.
As for these dishes cooked by Brother Yang, let's be so-so.
Xia Wu shook his head, muttered in his mouth, and stretched his chopsticks towards a favorite eggplant.
But the next moment, his eyes widened - what did he see?!
He looked at it again - no, the eggplant was a pair of chopsticks - hanging chopsticks?!
He looked again - no, the chopsticks were a hand - where did the hand come from?
Who?!!!
Lu Qiming leisurely stuffed the eggplant into his mouth, nodded while eating, and said, "What Gu Zhiyang made is a little better than I imagined." β
Poor Gu Zhiyang, who was innocently named, was drinking water and was directly choked and rolled his eyes; as for Xia Wu, if it wasn't for the eggplant being eaten by Lu Qiming, he would probably be so shocked that he would squirt it out directly.
Xia Wu's fingers trembled and pointed ahead, and shouted, "Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu-" and then immediately covered his mouth and looked left and right.
Lu Qiming couldn't help but laugh and said, "Miss me?"
Xia Wu took five steps back.
It was worthy of Gu Zhiyang, who noticed the "point" after laughing a few times, and said curiously: "How do you know that I did it?"
Lu Qiming made two strokes with the knife in his hand, and said with a smile: "The knife skill is touching." β
Gu Zhiyang began to ponder whether this was praising him or scolding him.
Lu Qiming stood up and said with a smile: "You continue to eat, I'll tell you first." I have to go back to Lufu now, and I'll be back in a while. β
The other three said in unison: "Huh?!"
But Lu Qiming had already walked to the door. He suddenly thought of something, turned around and said, "It's time to go to Zhongwu, right?
The three of them again: "Ah?!" was about to ask again, but this time Lu Qiming really went away.
The three of them were relatively speechless, staring at each other with wide eyes.
Even Gu Zhiyang couldn't help but say silently: "That'......s it? Don't care?"
Song Ping'an said uncertainly: "It seems to mean this......"
Xia Wu muttered, "Why don't I think something is right...... This thing seems to be possessed by Lao Ye...... "Although the two are not alike, it just gives him this feeling."
Song Ping'an didn't know that Ye was drunk, so he asked.
Xia Wu replied: "A middle-aged uncle who is old and disrespectful. β
Song Ping'an smiled dumbly, "This is too bad, isn't it?"
Gu Zhiyang and Xia Wu glanced at each other and said in unison: "Yes, it's really right!"
......
Lu Qiming walked alone, so it was faster.
He thought back to the scenes just now and shook his head slightly. He's been paying as much attention as he can, but it's still a little different than before.
He is still Lu Qiming, but he is not just Lu Qiming anymore.
It is not good for people in this life to do things in this life. Although Lu Qiming knows this truth, the impact of the memories of the past life of nearly five hundred years cannot be erased.
Take your time.
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In the Dafang Garden of the Lu Mansion, a young man with a box in one hand walked leisurely in front of the guards, and no one noticed it.
Lu Qiming stood in front of the half-open door and looked at Lu Xingzhi in a daze, and sighed silently. He suddenly changed his mind.
Let's be an idler one less time.