More than ten years of red education have made Du Lengqiu always scoff at these strange things. Whether it is the fiery UFOs that are noisy abroad, or the Tianchi monsters and Shennong savages in China, Du Lengqiu all regard them as ridiculous hype, not to mention the fairies and monsters.

However, today's encounter taught him a vivid lesson. It is not without a cause. Therefore, on the way back, Du Lengqiu was a little distracted.

Ah Cuo is a big-hearted girl, who is blind to Du Lengqiu's abnormal emotions, but is very interested in the small vendors on the side of the road, such as the ginger candy man and the fragrant baked cake. For each of them, she showed a salivating expression, and it seemed that all of them were delicious.

It's a pity that Du Lengqiu was immersed in her own world and completely ignored her pitiful, pug-like expression. It made her a little sullen.

When he returned to the Zheng Mansion, Du Lengqiu found that the guards at the door had changed. Two blue-clad sturdy men replaced the Zheng family servants in green clothes and small hats. If it weren't for the plaque of "Zheng Mansion" still hanging on it, Du Lengqiu would still think that he had taken the wrong path?

Ah Cuo was stunned for a moment, then strode forward and shouted coquettishly: "Who are you? What about Ah Fu and Ah Gui?" Although Ah Cuo has some words, he is kind by nature, bold and generous, and he is very familiar inside and outside the Zheng family.

At the age of sixteen, Atso is in the prime of his youth, delicate and cute. Although the tone was not very good, the two blue-shirted men still explained softly, "We are from the Fang family, and we came to visit relatives in Zhongsu County. ”

"Relatives?" Du Lengqiu walked to the door with a smile, "Domineering like you, this relative can be regarded as unlucky! How about it, I, the young master of the Zheng Mansion, go home, do I still want you to report it?"

Even though the two men in blue shirts are used to being domineering, they can't help but feel a little embarrassed.

At this moment, a hearty laugh came, "Haha, our two families haven't moved for many years, and we're a little rusty." My surname is Fang, my father Fang Xuan, and the insider is the thirteenth sister of the Zheng family, and she is your sister. In this way, our relationship is not far away. ”

Du Lengqiu raised his eyes and saw that he was the winner of life who had swaggered in the bazaar before. Since this guy has Fang Xuan on his lips, he thinks that this person must be a second-generation official.

As for Fang Xuan, it should be a luxurious figure, but Du Lengqiu has never heard of it at all, so naturally his face does not change, and he looks like a heroic man whose face has not changed.

Ah Cuo was trying to puff out his cheeks to make a threatening gesture, but when he heard that the two families were originally relatives, he was immediately deflated and became listless.

Du Lengqiu didn't notice the performance of his maid, and he didn't know where the guy surnamed Fang came from, so it was not good to continue the conversation. Just talked, bowed his hand and said, "Qiu is worried about his father's illness, so he will leave." More on that later. ”

"Brother Zi'an, this house is a little boring. I'm about to go to the mountains to hunt some game, and when Fang Mou returns, wouldn't it be nice to roast the game and talk about it?"

As he spoke, two servants came out of the courtyard, one leading a horse and the other carrying an eagle. That's just a horse, just an ordinary healthy horse. The eagle is snow-white, without any variegation, and its eyes are sharp and sharp, which is much stronger than the embroidered pillow of the surname Fang.

"This is my most beloved thing, called the host white, and it is a birthday gift from the envoy of Lu Longjie. In Kyushu in the world, there is no bigger and more handsome falcon than it. "The man surnamed Fang put a leather holster on his arm, mounted an eagle on a horse, and took seventeen or eighteen servants, bent his bow and arrows, and swaggered away.

Before going out, the surnamed Fang added lightly: "I have a convulsive wind after giving birth, and I also bothered Brother Zi'an to ask a doctor to diagnose and treat on my behalf, Fang Mou thanked me." ”

When the people left and disappeared, Ah Cuo had to spit out and scolded: "My own lady is sick after giving birth to a child, and he still has the leisure to hunt, it's really ......" After thinking about it for a while, Ah Cuo didn't know how to describe it, so he had to say, "It's 108,000 miles worse than the young master." ”

Du Lengqiu laughed, waved his hand and strode in, "Thank you for the compliment,"

"Young master, wait for me. ”

After visiting his unconscious father, Du Lengqiu turned around and found his grandmother and asked where the guy surnamed Fang came from. The old lady fiddled with the Buddha beads, her face full of sadness.

"Iniquity!"

"Bowang Zheng's family chose such a son-in-law, but they pushed the thirteenth sister into the fire pit. Speaking of which, our two families have separated from Xingyang, and they have not had any contact for a hundred years. ”

Bowang Zheng's family also separated from the Zheng family in Xingyang. It's just that Bowang's Zheng family went north, while the Zhongsu Zheng family went south, so they parted ways.

Du Lengqiu took a sip of fragrant tea and waited patiently. There is no way, the old people never grasp the point of conversation.

"This Fang Furu is the third son of Fang Xuan, he was a prodigy when he was young, I heard that he was famous when he was seven or eight years old, Fang Xuan's means are outstanding, and he is not a thing in the pool, so he set a baby parent. But now, Fang Xuan has become the prime minister of the dynasty, and his power is tilted towards the government and the opposition. This Fang Furu is now also engaged in literature by the Huainan Jiedu, which is not bad. But his nature is rebellious and stubborn, and he is not a son of man. Your sister is a poor person, go and see her. ”

"Fang San said that the clan sister is sick, has grandma asked a doctor to see it?"

"The doctor invited two, and both said that after giving birth, they were terminally ill and could not be saved by injections, that is, they could live for ten and a half days. ”

As the old saying goes, there are seven officials in front of the prime minister, and the third person in this house is the son of the prime minister, so he is naturally used to it. The Zheng family of Zhongsu is just a local tyrant at the county level, and he is not taken seriously by him at all.

Although Du Lengqiu is not the bloodline of the Zheng family, he can't stand this arrogance.

A second-generation official and native, just a turtle, I have the system in my hands, am I proud, am I arrogant?

At the door of the Zheng family's sister, there was a gloomy fog, and several maids looked indignant on their faces, they were all the bride girls of the Zheng family, and their nature was towards their own miss.

It's just that the so-called marriage and obedience to the husband, the thirteenth sister herself is difficult to protect. No matter how unfair they are, they can only endure it.

Du Lengqiu reported his name. Soon I saw my own sister.

She was lying on the bed, with a red silk scarf tied around her forehead, and she looked sixteen or seventeen years old, and her face was unhealthily pale, without any blood.

At the age of sixteen or seventeen, he was still a junior high school student in later life.

"It's a shame that a dying man should disturb his brother. Seeing Du Lengqiu coming, the little girl struggled to sit up while talking, but her body was weak and difficult to do.

"Thirteenth sister doesn't have to care. After a pause, Du Lengqiu really didn't know what to say. Comforting a young girl dryly is not his forte.

Looking at the baby beside her, Du Lengqiu could only change the topic and said, "This child is very cute, and he doesn't make much trouble." ”

She turned her head to look at the baby wrapped in the brocade robe, and could not hide her pity, and gently patted it with her hand, and sighed: "Poor, pitiful. ”

"Brother, I'm a dying man, and some things don't vomit or be unhappy. You don't have to worry about it, I've just been sitting in my heart for too long, and I feel a little uncomfortable. As she spoke, tears flowed silently, slid across her thin, pale face, and dripped onto the pillow.

"You say, I hear, and I don't go into the ears of a third man. Du Lengqiu's voice was low, which was reassuring to listen to, and gave her a lot of comfort.

"Brother, I was born of my parents' blood, and I should obey all my parents' commands. I married Fang Furu at the age of fourteen, but he was disgusted with me from day one. ”

"It's okay to have dozens of concubines at home, I'm not a person who competes for favor. But when my nurse saw that I was pregnant, she was afraid that I would be sad and angry, so she persuaded him several times. He immediately went berserk and gathered the whole family to bury my nurse alive in public. At this, she had a terrified look on her face, and it was clear that she would never forget that scene.

Du Lengqiu originally thought that he was used to seeing the ugliness of wicked people in modern life, and there were all kinds of perverts on the Internet, but this kind of pervert burying his wife and relatives alive was the first time he had heard of it.

Thinking of the chic style of the suitable Fang Furu beating the horse and leaving, Du Lengqiu couldn't help but scold: What a dog.

"I just gave birth to Yu'er, and he immediately took me on a trek of 600 miles to Dongmu, and it was inevitable that I would encounter a wind on the way. It's a clear sign that I want to die.

If he wants to kill me, it's just that, and I'm living a hard life. It's just that this time I caused trouble for my brother again, and I couldn't get away with it. After saying these many words, she gasped slightly, knocked her forehead with her hand, and said with a wry smile: "This symptom makes people have a splitting headache, which is really unbearable." ”

After hearing this, Du Lengqiu opened his mouth and wanted to say something. But language is pale at this moment. What could he say? Eventually, he turned and walked out.

In modern society, he was orphaned when he was a child, and he tasted all his sadness, although he has always been smiling and welcoming people, but in essence, he is a lonely and cold character, and he believes in Yang Zhu's theory.

But at this time, he was full of murderous intentions, and he couldn't wait to immediately cut a scum like Fang Furu with a thousand knives. It's just that the Fang family is the prime minister of the dynasty, and they are powerful, so they must think of a foolproof strategy, otherwise it will not be his original intention to affect the Zheng family.

Before going out, Du Lengqiu couldn't help but stand still, didn't turn around, just said lightly, "Thirteenth sister, this child is called Yu'er?"

"That's right. ”

"The thirteenth sister is going to hurt her a lot these days. Looking at her face, she is destined to die of both parents since she was a child, and she is afraid that her future life will be difficult. ”

Du Lengqiu pushed the door and walked straight to his study, leaving the thirteenth sister with a confused face.

He sat alone for a long time, still resentful in his heart, grinding ink and waving his pen.

"Ten years of sharpening a sword, the frost blade has not been tried. Show the king today, who has injustice. "Iron hook and silver stroke, arbitrary vertical and horizontal, this is not the calligraphy of Yan Ti that he has practiced for many years, but it is murderous and unconcealed.

Du Lengqiu sneered and threw the pen on the table.

He moved to the window, thinking about the Chenghuang and Shuibo gods, thinking about Fang Furu and the governor of the grain road, and thinking about the masters of the sect, and couldn't help but feel upset. All this was like a spider web, wrapping Du Lengqiu heavily, making him breathless.

"It seems that I need to do a statistical analysis. Du Lengqiu pondered for a while, closed the window, turned back to the desk, and wrote a few words on rice paper.

Then, one by one, ideas came to mind, and then slowly deleted with the pen one by one, and finally only the word "city" remained. After staring at the city and thinking for a long time, Du Lengqiu sighed faintly.

"It's unimaginable, after all, it's still not enough. "Close the window, sit cross-legged, and calm down. After Shen Ning calmed down, he began a new round of cultivation.

Before, Du Lengqiu had failed to condense the blood god many times, and the most important reason was that he did not believe in the existence of gods deep down. When visualizing the Blood God Diagram, Du Lengqiu always had a trace of hesitation in his subconscious, which made the Blood God never complete.

And this time, Lord Chenghuang appeared to his face. Du Lengqiu didn't say anything, but his heart was greatly shaken, the last piece of the puzzle that condensed the vastness of the blood god had been obtained, and there was no haze ahead.