Lan Junchen walked back to the Julan Courtyard where he lived, and saw his wife Feng Huashang holding an umbrella at the door of the courtyard, and when he saw him coming, he walked two steps quickly to meet him, "You are back." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

Lan Junchen nodded and took the umbrella in her hand, "Well, haven't you stopped so late?" ”

"I couldn't sleep, but I heard the news that you were back, so I got up." Feng Huashang raised her apricot eyes and looked at her husband worriedly and infatuatedly.

Back in the main room, Lan Junchen thought of the blood stains on his body, so he went directly into the bathroom in his robe, and when he undressed, he touched the wounds on his back and arms, and snorted twice. When Feng Huashang at the door heard this, her eyes were red with pity, and she raised her legs lightly to go in, but she hesitated for a moment but withdrew it. The husband was so proud, he didn't want to let himself see him embarrassed.

Lan Junchen quickly finished taking a shower, changed into a single coat and came out, and when he saw Lang Zhonghou in the house waiting at the door, he was stunned, so he asked him to come in and give himself medicine.

It's been five years, and no one has been able to hurt themselves for five years. The last time he was injured, he went out of the house with his father to survey the terrain of Nanshan, and encountered hundreds of mountain bandits, he was cut in the back to protect his father, and his father was almost killed by a knife in the abdomen in order to protect him. Three of the four people who protected him died that time, leaving only the seriously injured Lan Wu, who was forced to move in to the rescue and saved himself and his father who were caught by the mountain bandits down the mountain.

This time, in order to protect himself, Lan Wu also died.

Lang Zhong carefully bandaged Lan Junchen's wounds, prescribed medicine and retreated, before Feng Huashang walked in from outside, "Dinner has been prepared, can you eat some?" ”

Although Lan Junchen hadn't eaten for a day, he didn't feel hungry at the moment, "I'll eat later, you go and rest first, you don't have to wait for me." ”

After speaking, he summoned Lan 14 and "immediately sent four people to the ravine east of the Zhishan Mountain Pass in Surabaya County to bring back the bodies of Lan 5, Lan 6, Lan 9, and Lan 11, and then hand them over to their families for burial." Lan Junchen had ordered someone to check on the branch of the Lan Family Dart Bureau in Surabaya County, and knew that the bodies of the four of them were hastily buried in the ravine.

Lan Shishi's eyes widened, and he was so shocked that he couldn't speak for a long time, the four personal guards who followed the young master were all dead, his eyes were bloodshot, and his fists rattled, "Yes." Young master, who did it? ”

"I came here to seek revenge, and there are not many people who have such a deep enmity with me." Lan Junchen waved his hand to let Lan Shishi retreat, and after getting out of Surabaya, he took a hexagram for himself, calculated the motives of the people, and roughly deduced who these people were in terms of what had happened recently.

Recently, there have been many events in the house, and his father's whereabouts and attitude have become more and more puzzling to him, and Lan Junchen feels very bad. Therefore, he cleaned his hands again and burned incense, and took out the old turtle raised in the lotus pot in the courtyard, which was a hundred-year-old turtle with twenty-six shields on the edge of the turtle shell. Lan Junchen carefully wiped the turtle shell with a white cloth, put it on the offering table, lit the incense candle for the heavens, stood up after kneeling three times and knocking nine times, grabbed the old turtle with his left hand, held the incense candle with his right hand, and inserted it to death, peeled off the turtle shell, and roasted it with divine fire until the surface of the turtle shell cracked. Lan Junchen took the tortoise shell to the table and sat down, centered on the tortoise shell in the middle of the tortoise shell, and observed the tortoise shell hexagram with the method of King Wen's gossip to make some calculations, and his face became more and more solemn.

He put the turtle shell into the fire, and took out a turtle shell and six bronze coins from his arms, sat cross-legged on the couch, shook the turtle shell with both hands, and flicked it suddenly, the six ancient coins rotated rapidly in mid-air, as if they were not subject to gravity, and there was no intention of falling, Lan Junchen pierced the middle finger of his right hand with the only sharp corner on the turtle shell, forcing out a little blood and shooting a copper coin in the middle, the rotating copper coin scattered the blood beads, and fell on the five copper coins around, and the six copper coins suddenly stood still at the same time, and fell at the same time after showing the hexagram, Lan Junchen waved the turtle shells and put them away.

If the Lan family sees it, they will be shocked, Lan Junchen's hand divination method is the six suspense of the family master in the past dynasties, but he didn't expect Lan Ruhai to pass this method to his eldest son in his prime. Now in the Lan family, anyone with a discerning eye can see that Lan Ruhai prefers Lan Junzheng, the second son, to his second son.

Lan Junchen put away the turtle shell and spurted out a mouthful of blood, thinking about the hexagram just now, his handsome face was full of pale and panic.

The Lan family is actually a hundred deaths, dangerous!

Lan Junchen heard the slight footsteps in the rain, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, got up and opened the door, and sure enough, he saw Feng Huashang standing at the door, half-hanging his head and hesitating to knock on the door and come in.

Lan Junchen sighed slightly in his heart, and tried to keep his voice soft, "Why don't you go to rest yet, it's going to be dawn." ”

Feng Huashang whispered, "You haven't used supper yet......

Looking at his silent insistence on his wife, Lan Junchen touched her silky hair, "Order someone to bring it over." ”

Feng Huashang heard the helplessness and a trace of tenderness expected by her husband, raised her delicate and weak little face, and showed him her most beautiful smile, but found that his moon-white middle coat was stained with blood, and his little face was immediately pale, and his eyes were full of tears, "Your hurt ......"

Lan Junchen smiled slightly, "It's okay to take the medicine, isn't it a supper, take it, if you don't eat it, it will be breakfast." ”

Feng Huashang knew that he didn't like to ask too much, so Bei Yan bit his lower lip lightly, swallowed all the words of concern, and turned around to serve the supper he had prepared by himself.

When he entered the door with supper, he smelled the smell of burning tortoise shells in the air that did not dissipate, the melancholy in Feng Huasheng's eyes was even stronger, her husband was injured, and he burned the tortoise shells immediately after returning home, it seemed that he really encountered difficulties, so he mustered up the courage and said, "Is there something wrong at home, if there is a difficulty, you can talk to the concubine, although the concubine is useless, but the father may be able to help you." ”

Lan Junchen frowned slightly, "It's not a big deal, you don't need to disturb your father-in-law, you can take Heng'er at home with peace of mind." ”

Feng Huashang's eyes were filled with tears, and she didn't dare to raise her head. He is still blaming himself, blaming himself for not being forced to marry him by death back then. But I really love him, I have loved him since I can remember, and I want to marry him in my dreams.

But what can he do to be happy?

After a supper, the rain finally stopped all night, and the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, revealing a little starry. Lan Junchen pushed open the door, "You can rest early, I'll go to the stargazing platform." ”

Feng Huashang looked at his bloodshot eyes and pale lips worriedly, wanting to persuade but not daring to persuade him, the more he loved, the more humble he was, for fear of being hated by him.

Lan Junchen took a deep breath, facing his wife, he always needed to be more patient than usual, but he still provoked her like a frightened white rabbit all the time, since he was so afraid of himself, why did he insist on marrying himself like that?

On the stargazing platform of the Lan family, there stood an old man with white hair and a robe. The night breeze came slowly, blowing the sleeves of his robe lightly, fluttering like a fairy.

Lan Junchen respectfully bent down and bowed, "Sixth Uncle." ”

The old man with long eyebrows didn't look back, still looking up at the stars in the western sky, "You also figured it out?" ”

"Yes, how Junchen should behave, and ask my uncle to show me." (To be continued.) )