It seems that after a long journey between the distant mountains and rivers, after several years of ups and downs, Lu Gu finally struggled to wake up from the darkness.

The eye is dimly lit, and the light is extremely dim.

Lu Gu reacted for a while, thinking of the sudden fainting, he did not move vigilantly, but looked at the environment quietly with the corner of his eye.

It seems, is it a temple? He was leaning on a soft couch that was temporarily spread on the ground. There are a few oil lamps on both sides, the fire on the wick is erratic, swaying left and right with the night breeze, the light is bright and dark, making the room dim, and you can only see the mottled wall on the side, as if it has been blown by the wind and rain for a hundred years. However, although it is broken, it is clean, and it can be seen that someone is cleaning it every day.

A few feet away from Lu Gu is a small Buddha statue, and the face of the Buddha statue is hidden in the darkness, and it is not clear to see. Lu Gu paused, his eyes moved, there seemed to be a faint silhouette of a person in front of the Buddha statue?

Just when Lu Gu was dripping in cold sweat, a suppressed coughing sound came from the darkness.

"Miss Lu?"

Lu Gu was like being struck by lightning, pinched her cuffs, reached out and groped around on the couch, and touched something that was cold to the touch, she lowered her eyes, fortunately, the sword was still there. Lifting the sword and sitting up, she looked coldly at the darkness, this person's voice was not familiar to her, who was it, and she recognized her identity at a glance.

"Miss Lu doesn't have to be like this, the poor monk will never do anything against you." A monk? The voice was faint, but faintly mixed with a strange tremor.

Lu Gu swallowed her saliva, the monk's voice was as light as the wind, which made her heart soothe, and she still looked into the darkness quietly, "Who is Your Excellency, why don't you come out and see it?" ”

In the darkness came the slow sound of sleeves rubbing, then the sound of beads gently clashing.

The monk walked out of the darkness, his wide robe swaying on the ground, and the light and shadow swayed all over the ground.

The monk has a face that is easy to forget, and at a cursory glance, the eyebrows are also faint, the nose is also faint, and the whole person is so light that it seems to be melted into the lamp. He held the rosary in his hand, and his thumb flicked the beads unhurriedly, and the beads made a rhythmic crashing sound.

"The poor monk's name is not vain." The monk bows his head.

"Lu Gu." Lu Gu also nodded, "In the middle of the night, Your Excellency tied me here, I don't know what the purpose is?" ”

Wufu sighed and bowed his head apologetically, "The poor monk originally intended to invite Miss Lu here, who knew that person was so polite." ”

Lu Gu rolled her eyes, although the person who tied her up was a sneak attack, she could actually react, but the moment the person approached, the overwhelming power exuded from his body trapped her tightly, and her hand was already holding the hilt of the sword, but her curved fingers couldn't pull out the sword.

"I'm sorry girl, but the poor monk really can't answer who you are disrespectful to you is. But one day, you'll know. The poor monk invited the girl for only one purpose. His eyes that had been closed opened suddenly, and at that moment, Lu Gu felt that the dark room suddenly shone brightly, and she couldn't help but tremble in her heart when she met the monk's eyes.

It is obviously such an ordinary face, but it has a pair of extremely wide eyes, like the wind that has traveled thousands of miles from the extreme north, passing through the Huanyin Mountain on the border of northern Jin Province and towering into the sky, all the way The wind and dust are rolling, silent and moist.

"Miss Lu, you are the descendant of Lu Xicheng, the descendant of the hero!" The voice of Wu Wu changed, like a low twilight drum, hoarse and slow, as if chanting some ancient incantation, with a solemn majesty. The sleeves of his coat fluttered in the wind, and a thousand rays of light suddenly swept out of the swollen cuffs, converging at a certain point in the direction of the fingers of Wu Yu, and the light became more and more intense, and the air stirred by the wind was almost distorted, and two rows of oil lamps were blown out in an instant, as if to suck everything in the world into it.

Lu Gu covered his eyes, secretly trying his luck to prevent being sucked in by the light.

What the hell is this? Spells? Is there such a terrifying force in the world? She could feel that the power hidden in that light was simply against nature!

There was a loud bang, and the light exploded, and the splashed light flew around, like scattered fireflies.

And where the light was, there was a long sword.

Lu Gu stared straight at the sword, a dull pain in her brain, something in the air suddenly rushed into her mind, red, the white of the heaven and the earth, the sword, the colorful scenes flashed in front of her eyes in turn, she felt an irresistible attraction pulling her forward, at the same time, the strong emotions she had never experienced in her life were like mountains and seas, whistling into her heart, blazing and heavy, ancient and distant, it was blood! Blood gushed all over the ground, surging in the cold world, and there were so many corpses, so many that they covered a field! Lu Gu covered his head, desperately suppressing the roar in his throat and the tremor in his heart.

She trembled her body, step by step towards the direction guided by the light, the sword suddenly vibrate, as if echoing Lu Gu, until she crossed the corpse mountain and sea of blood, thorns and vines, and finally reached out to touch the scabbard The moment the light suddenly dissipated, the sword stopped humming, and lay quietly in Lu Gu's arms.

Lu Gu held the sword with empty eyes, she couldn't tell who she was and where she was now. She held the sword and gently pressed her face against the scabbard, the touch was not cold, but a warm air flow poured into her body, and the bubbling blood veins were hidden under a thin layer of skin, beating silently with the warmth, surging, and constantly slapping Lu Gu like a huge wave.

It's too familiar, it's like, she's been trapped in the darkness for countless years, and only this sword is her only light and temperature!

"Kid, take out this sword!" Lu Gu looked at the sword in his arms blankly, the scabbard was engraved with ancient lines, and there was a blackened blood stain running through it, which had seeped into the metal scabbard along the pattern. She let out a slow breath of cloudy air and gently drew her sword.

A sword that was too old, the dark red rust with a fishy smell corroded the entire sword body, and the original appearance of the sword was no longer visible at all. Lu Gu gently stroked the raised rust, and his eyes suddenly became sour, this sword, it shouldn't be like this! She was shocked by her own thoughts, she had never seen this sword, and there was no pattern of this sword in the ancient books she had read before, but there was something in her heart that was roaring to tell herself, this sword should have the majesty of an emperor, devouring the blood of the enemy on the battlefield, and it was by no means cowering here, rusted little by little by a long time.

"It seems that the time is still not right," Wu Yu sighed heavily, he squatted down and gently helped Lu Gu up.

Lu Gu looked at Wu Yu blankly, tears on his face in the dark.

Wu was stunned, and suddenly nodded, "It's you, you are really the descendant of Lu Xicheng!" The man was right! The extremely dull face suddenly had color, and there was anger, the corners of the mouth were pulled in vain, and the smile was stiff, and the smile was simply twitching when it came to others.

The monk coughed violently, fiercely, as if he was about to cough out his heart and lungs. He covered his heart with difficulty, gritted his teeth and said to Lu Gu: "Child, come here." I've exhausted all my strength just now, and I'm afraid I don't have much time left. As soon as he finished speaking, he shook violently a few more times, and blood gushed out.