In Luofu, in front of the mourning hall, Luo Fanxiao, who was dressed in filial piety, knelt in front of the coffin, and kept sprinkling some paper money into the spirit basin, Luo Fanxiao's eyes were red and swollen, and his face was full of pathos.

Luo Fanxiao only knew that something had happened at home after reading the handwriting left by his master Qingmei Daoren.

When Luo Fanxiao woke up, the Qingmei Daoist had already left, and the Qingmei Daoist left a silk cloth with handwriting next to Luo Fanxiao's pillow, which probably said that the fate of his master and apprentice with Luo Fanxiao was over, and whether they could see each other in the future depends on the creation, and the Qingmei Daoist told Luo Fanxiao to hurry down the mountain and go home to see, I am afraid that something will happen to the family.

Luo Fanxiao didn't understand why Qingmei Daoist suddenly said that their master-apprentice fate was over, Luo Fanxiao rushed out of the room and shouted, "Master, master." ”

Only Luo Fan Xiao's voice echoed in the valley.

Because he was worried about his family, Luo Fanxiao had no time to take care of anything else, Luo Fanxiao thought, go home first, deal with the affairs at home, and then go to the master, Luo Fanxiao didn't dare to delay, simply cleaned up, and hurriedly went down the mountain.

Luo Fanxiao never thought that his father had an accident.

Luo Fanxiao's mother had dried her tears, the pain of losing her husband made Mrs. Luo's life worse than death, if it weren't for worrying about her son, Mrs. Luo really wanted to go with her late husband.

Due to excessive grief, Mrs. Luo couldn't stand a little in front of the spirit, so Luo Jingjing asked someone to bring over a chair, and Luo Jingjing helped Mrs. Luo sit down.

"Auntie, don't be too sad, I think the eldest brother will definitely find the uncle's body. ”

Mrs. Lowe nodded sadly.

Sitting on a chair opposite was Old Lady Luo. Although the old lady Luo is old, she is red and white-bearded, although her face is haggard, she occasionally coughs lightly, she loses her son, and her heart is painful, how can she not be angry, but the old lady Luo between her eyebrows still feels that she is still old.

Behind Old Lady Luo stood his two sons, Luo Bei and Luo Xi, both of whom had their own thoughts on their faces. On either side stood Luo Fanying, Luo Fanqing and Luo Jie. Luo Jie is the youngest of his grandchildren, and Luo Jie looked at the sad back of his eldest brother Luo Fanxiao, and his heart was very unbearable. Luo Fanying and Luo Fanqing stood there a little impatiently.

Luo Fanqing leaned close to Luo Fanying's ear and whispered, "Second brother, when do you say this sacrifice will end?" I am standing with a sore back and legs, and the two parrots I bought are still waiting for me to feed them. ”

"When Miss Mo Shangjia comes, I think it's almost over. ”

Old Lady Luo seemed to hear it, and looked back at Luo Fanying and Luo Fanqing.

Rosie hurriedly reprimanded, "Bastard, don't shut up for me yet." ”

Luo Fanying and Luo Fanqing hurriedly lowered their heads in fright.

"Miss Mo is here. "The butler has come to report the news.

At this time, a girl about twenty years old walked in, with a little more pity in her beautiful and fair face, and a delicate figure wrapped in a plain white Luo skirt.

The girl's name is Mo Shang Qianqian, Mo Shang Qianqian's grandfather and Mrs. Luo are world friends, Mo Shang Qianqian and several juniors of the Luo family grew up together, and Luo Fanxiao is a childhood sweetheart, and he is affectionate to Luo Fanxiao.

Mo Shang Qianqian first met Mrs. Luo and Mrs. Luo, and then came to Lord Luonan's spirit and kowtowed three times. Mo Shangqianqian gently patted Luo Fanxiao's shoulder, and said softly: "Brother Fanxiao, you have to mourn and change, people can't be resurrected after death, you look like this, the eldest aunt will be even more sad when she sees it." ”

Luo Fanxiao glanced at Mo Shangqianqian, nodded, and Mo Shangqianqian helped Luo Fanxiao up.

"Bang, bang. ”

There was an urgent knock outside the door. The housekeeper hurried out to check.

After a while, the housekeeper ran back in a panic, and the housekeeper bowed to Old Lady Luo and Luo Fanxiao, and said nervously: "Old lady, eldest young master, the body of the eldest master is parked outside the door." ”

"What did you say?" Luo Fanxiao glared at a pair of bloodshot eyes and grabbed the butler.

Everyone was shocked to hear that Lord Luonan's corpse suddenly appeared outside the courtyard. Old Lady Luo and Mrs. Luo also stood up in shock.

Mo Shangqianqian hurriedly said, "Let's go out and have a look." ”

Luo Fanxiao instructed Luo Jingjing and said, "Jingjing, you accompany my mother, don't let my mother come out." Luo Fanxiao was afraid that her mother would not be able to stand it when she saw her father's corpse.

There was a corpse wrapped in a white cloth parked on the ground outside the gate, Luo Fanxiao hurriedly opened the white cloth to check, although the corpse was a little swollen, Luo Fanxiao still recognized it as his father's at a glance, and Luo Fanxiao's tears flowed down instantly.

Luo Fanxiao held back his tears, hugged his fists around and said, "May I ask which kind-hearted person helped me, please show up and let Luo Fanxiao express his gratitude in person." ”

Onlookers whispered. In the crowd, Yu Ninghan Butterfly wore a hat, and a long veil covered her delicate face. Yu Ning Handie also sighed in her heart, it turned out that the middle-aged Confucian was really the eldest master of the Luo family.

Seeing that no one accosted him, Old Lady Luo knelt on the ground, hugged her fists into the sky, and said, "Thank you God for your kindness and didn't let my son lay the corpse in the wilderness." ”

Seeing this, Luo Bei and Luo Xi also hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed to the sky, and Brother Luo Fan Xiao also knelt down when they saw this.

Yu Ning Handie looked at the Luo family, and thought to herself that this old lady Luo is really not simple, and he can manage the huge Luo Mansion so respectfully.

Yu Ning Han Die could see that this Luo Mansion looked peaceful on the surface, but in fact it was intrigue and hidden mysteries, although Luo Bei Luoxi was respectful to Old Lady Luo on the surface, he was silent, but he had a lot of complaints in his heart, and he was not small.

When Yu Ning Han Die saw Luo Fan Xiao, she was slightly stunned, and Yu Ning Han Die thought to herself that she had never seen him, so why did she look a little familiar. Yu Ning Handie suddenly remembered that when she saw Yu Jinlian in the Eight Treasures Ping'an Shop of Golden Lotus Seeds, there seemed to be an image that looked a little like this eldest prince.

Yu Ning Han Die smiled in her heart, blaming herself for being too sensitive, but Yu Ning Han Die felt that this eldest son of the Luo family looked like a straight body, with a sword aura condensed between his eyebrows, and he was also long, with a face like a silver plate, bright eyes and bright teeth, high crown hair, dark and smooth hair sticking to the back of his head, giving people a sense of cold charm, standing unruly and cold, and his body was still lonely and thin.

Yu Ninghan Butterfly thought that if she could meet such a handsome and cold young man in the world, she would be slightly better than Brother Xinmo. In Yu Ninghan's eyes, Xin Mo is the most beautiful man she has ever met.

Yu Ning Handie found that Luo Fanxiao was just a mortal, how could there be a stream of immortal qi flowing in his body, the forehead of the immortal cultivator was bright, and the seal hall was brilliant, Luo Fanxiao obviously hadn't cultivated to that point, so it was not necessarily a good thing for this immortal qi to stay in Luo Fanxiao's body.

Yu Ning Han Die sighed, thinking to herself, every time the essence of heaven and earth is the most vigorous, that is, the night of the full moon, Luo Fan Xiao is bound to be unable to bear the immortal qi in his body, and cause the blood vessels to burst, then he must inhale fresh blood qi to release the immortal qi in his body, it seems that Luo Fanxiao has to pray every day, every full moon night is a rainy night, so as to minimize the release of the essence of heaven and earth.

Yu Ninghan Butterfly looked at Luo Fanying Luo Fanqing again in a blink of an eye, feeling sorry in her heart, tsk, she had a good skin, her chest was wide and her back was rotten in her heart, and she was a treacherous villain.

When he saw Luo Jie, Yu Ning Handie's face was slightly red, Luo Jie grew up at the beginning of his youth, his skin was radiant, his body was like a fox, his posture was like a spirit child, and there was still a trace of innocence in his eyebrows.

Yu Ning Han Die thought to herself, could it be that Luo Jie was written next to her name on the Sansheng Stone?! Yu Ning Han Die smiled and shook her head.