A voice in the clouds was puzzled, "It shouldn't be, the old man only used three successes, and it stands to reason that this thunder is not so powerful." ”

"Let me find out first, whether this kid is a descendant of my Lu family."

As he spoke, with a wave of his big hand, a drop of blood flew out of Lu Guan's body, red and pure, and there was a faint golden light in it.

"Blood is like jade, golden hairspring. That's right, it's the blood of my Lu family, and there is a faint bit of atavism. ”

Another sullen voice wondered, "Then why is this kid such a wastewood?" ”

The figure who had probed Lu Guan's bloodline before pondered for a moment, "Could it be that this kid's mind is too ordinary, otherwise it won't make sense at all." ”

"I'll try," another ethereal voice said.

The rhyme around him floated, converging into golden words, but quickly dissipated, turning into golden clouds, and so on, endlessly.

The person who spoke pointed a little finger, and a cloud of golden and purple crystal blood burrowed into the body of the boy on the ground.

"Bang bang bang", a magnificent drum sound suddenly sounded between this heaven and earth.

Lu Guan's heart began to stir constantly.

It turned out that the violent sound of the undulating sound of an ancient dragon actually came from his chest.

The young man's body trembled uncontrollably, and later, the whole person was thrown into the air, and after landing, it was constantly bounced up, and so on I don't know how many times, and the highest time was more than ten zhang from the ground.

……

On Mt. Forgetju.

Xu Siniang looked sad, "Old Wu, do you think this kid won't be able to survive this hurdle." ”

Uncle Jing stretched out two fingers and rubbed a black and shiny belt around his waist, and his voice was hoarse and low.

"The ninety-nine levels have gone through hardships, and there is no reason to fall in this last level. Siniang, if you want me to say that you just care, it's messy. Let's wait, the ancestors are more measured than you and me. ”

Before the beautiful woman could say anything more, the young man Lu, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes, and there seemed to be two heaven-opening swords in his eyes, which were terrifying.

Xu Siniang hurriedly stepped forward, her face full of hope, "How is it, are there any gains?" ”

Lu Guan looked up at the sky and replied, "It's going to rain." ”

Sure enough, I don't know when the sky above Chonglou Town was already covered with dark clouds, and there was a hidden thunderstorm that blew up the sky, making the pedestrians on the ground feel excited.

On the nearby hills, there are very few people who worship their ancestors and go to the graves.

The three of them also went home.

As he passed through a weedy wilderness, he saw a tall man offering his respects to a small earthen bag that could barely make out the outline of a tomb.

Not far from here, there is also a rickety old man who is over the age of six, and he is sobbing at the ancestor.

Lu Guan's eyes flickered, and he had a relationship with each other. The former is the uncle of the Wu family in Qianshui Street, and the latter is the old lady of the Qian family in Shenliu Lane.

……

Chonglou Town.

Live as you please.

This is a time-honored restaurant, and the owner of the shop is surnamed Lu, which has not changed for hundreds of years.

As the sun sets, the wind gusts, and the flags at the door are blown and hunted.

The clouds over the town grew thicker and thicker, and it seemed that the anger that God had accumulated for thousands of years here was about to be vented in one fell swoop.

A spring rain as expensive as oil fell, and soon turned into a downpour.

Xu Siniang sat behind the counter with her chin propped up, and her good-looking eyebrows and eyes were also covered with a layer of haze at the moment.

Lu Guan lay on the table, full of thoughts.

On the Forgotten Shou Mountain, he vaguely remembered that he had entered a special world, and some of them had sent a drop of golden purple blood into his heart, and a few old fellows had given him a golden gossamer, a string of eighteen Buddha beads, and a delicate jade pendant.

At this moment, he was playing with a jade pendant in his hand, and the gold silk and Buddha beads disappeared after leaving that mysterious world.

"This dream is really true and false", the young man sighed for no reason.

At this moment, a mellow voice suddenly came from outside the door, "Shopkeeper, do you have any wine?" ”

Lu Guan suddenly came to his senses, "Of course there is." ”

The next moment, a middle-aged scholar wearing a Confucian shirt and holding an oil-paper umbrella walked in, his temples slightly frosty and smiling.

After seeing the exquisite jade pendant in the hand of the young shopkeeper, he said with a smile, "What a delicate jade, can the little shopkeeper borrow it for the next look?" ”

For some reason, it was difficult for the teenager to be wary of this strange reader, "Oh, look. ”

The scholar rubbed the jade pendant, his eyes gradually blurred, his thoughts drifted away, and after a long time, he finally regained his smile.

"Little shopkeeper, the jade pendant will be returned to you."

Xu Siniang didn't know when she appeared, along with Uncle Jing in the kitchen behind and the oldest servant of the Lu family, who was the oldest in terms of seniority and age, they also appeared to live as she wished.

The eldest old man was holding a dry tobacco stick, his figure was slightly rickety, and his eyes narrowed slightly, "Your guests are coming to the door, and you are not welcome." ”

"I haven't seen each other for many years, but a few old friends are still around, and I'm very happy."

Xu Siniang frowned, "A guy like you is not welcome here." ”

Lu Guan looked curious, "What, Ninth Master, do you know this gentleman?" ”

The rickety old man sighed, "It's not an old acquaintance, it's just a face-to-face meeting." Xiaoguan, you go to the back first, and then come out later. ”

"Okay."

The reader's palm is lightly raised, and there are golden words in the palm of the palm, which condenses into a book in the blink of an eye.

He handed it to the boy, "It's a little gift for you." ”

"Sir, no merit is not rewarded, this is what Master Chen taught me."

"Little master, take it."

Seeing that the ninth master began to persuade, the young man bowed to the middle-aged scholar and saluted, and then accepted it.

After Lu Guan left, the four of them sat at a table, and there was a sign that they would start if they didn't agree with each other.

The ninth master said in a deep voice: "The surname is Cen, what are you doing when you come back to the town?"

The scholar picked up the flask in front of him and poured himself a drink, "This kid really looks like a real brother." If the fortune is a little deeper, there may not be no opportunity to carry the road of Dingzhou in the future. ”

"The cat cries and the mouse is fake compassion."

Xu Siniang has never had anything good to say about this kind of rhetoric, what do you have to say.

Three cups of casual wine with the heart of the house, the reader became solemn for the first time, "Chonglou Town has been hiding from the world for thousands of years, and the term of the ancient covenant is approaching." It's time for you to think about your future. ”

Uncle Jing's expression was unprecedentedly serious, "I am a lonely ghost in the world, it's good to pick up a life and stay in the town." Others dare not ask for extravagance. ”

The other two also nodded solemnly in general.

"I understand, but I have to say one more thing next, the three of them have long put life and death aside, but Lu Guan's child is still young, and he has to go outside for a walk."

The rickety old man swallowed the clouds and spit out the mist, and his eyes suddenly revealed a cold murderous intent that was not disguised in the slightest.

"Leave this behind, whoever dares to touch Lu Guan in the whole world must step on my old bones first."