The two traveled all the way to the boundary of Yongzhou Road at night. The two found an inn to stay. The inn is located next to a mansion. It is surrounded by mountains and rivers, but it is very clean.

Xiao Ling returned to Yongzhou Road again, saw the surrounding scenery, and remembered that he was pressed into prison here two years ago, and went through this life that was worse than death. There was a lot of sighs for a while.

The two asked for wine and dinner, and after eating, they washed up early and climbed into bed to rest. Xiao Ling was quite tired after rushing for days, and fell asleep on the bed.

Lu Ping was accustomed to meditating at night and cultivating his luck. At that moment, according to the thunder heart method, the true qi was transported. After entering the body of the Black Jade Pill, Lu Ping felt that the true qi in his body was much stronger, and Zhou Tian was several times faster than before. The injuries in the body have also healed.

After a few weeks of running the Benlei Mind Method, Lu Ping ran the Danxia Mind Method again. Lu Ping's Danxia Mind Method had already reached the peak of the third layer, but he was suffering from the lack of a mantra for the fourth layer of Danxia Mind Method. Otherwise, it would have already broken through to the fourth layer. After some operation of true qi, Lu Ping felt his spirit recover, and his facial features felt sensitive and abnormal. For a moment, I felt my surroundings quietly. I heard Xiao Ling's whirring panting, and the sound of wind and grass outside the house••••••

Late at night, the moon is clear. The surrounding shops are closed. There is a mansion a hundred meters away from the inn. The mahogany gate, the door beam hangs a horizontal sign 'Zhangfu'. This 'Zhangfu' is not a dignitary, not a martial arts family. It is a famous local merchant's residence. Zhang Xiao, the owner of Zhangfu, runs a business in the Huguang area, and the business scope involves grain, grass, salt and other things. It is very famous in this lake. This chapter Xiao Jianzhang Mansion covers an area of 5 acres. Zhang Xiao was lustful and righteous, and adopted hundreds of villagers in Zhang's mansion. married more than a dozen wives and concubines, and had nearly 100 children under his knees.

At this moment, Zhangfu seemed unusually quiet in the night, and occasionally there were one or two baby's cries and mother's sleep. The two guards guarding the gate at the entrance of Zhang's Mansion were drowsy in the night. At this time, a group of night walkers in the distance were rapidly approaching Zhangfu, and the night walkers were vigorous, each carrying a bright scimitar in their hands. The night walkers surrounded Zhangfu in an orderly manner.

A leader came to the gate of Zhang's mansion lightly and flew into the mansion. I heard two muffled sounds. The doorman of Zhangfu fell in a pool of blood. Then the gate of Zhangfu opened. The leader whispered to the night walkers, "End in an hour, not one left!" Then one by one, the figures of the night walkers flew towards the various rooms of the Zhangfu. But seeing the knife falling from the hand, blood splashed, and many people fell asleep without resistance. Blood stained all corners of the Zhang's mansion. Most of the Zhang Mansion were the wives, concubines, children and servants of the Zhang family, and they had no power to resist.

Only those Zhuang guests in the Zhangfu were desperately resisting in a hurry after coming to their senses. For a while, I heard the cry and the cry for help. The knives in the hands of the night walkers kept slashing at the people of Zhangfu, regardless of men, women, and children. From the entrance of the Zhangfu, it advanced layer by layer to the depths of the Zhangfu. Behind them, corpses lay on their backs, blood soaking the ground.

In a thatched hut in the depths of Zhangfu, there lives a mother and son. My mother was nearly forty years old, with gray temples and rough hands. There was a scar on the mother's face, on the bridge of her nose, which was terrible to look at. At this time, the mother was doing needlework, and she looked at her son who was sleeping on the grass bed with a kind smile on her face. Under the smile, the ugly scar became beautiful.

This mother is Zhang Xiao's third wife, Wan. This Wan turned out to be a beautiful woman, and she was even favored by Zhang Xiao at the beginning. It's just that he was disfigured in an accident and has fallen out of favor ever since. In addition, this Wan family has a weak personality, and after falling out of favor, he was repeatedly oppressed by Zhang Xiao's wives and concubines. As a result, his son was driven to live in the thatched house where his subordinates lived, and he did the work of his subordinates all day long to make ends meet.

The sound of shouting for help and killing sounded in Zhang Fuzhong, and this Wan clan heard it clearly. At first, Wan was very panicked and a little overwhelmed. In a hurry, he hurriedly woke up his son. The two looked out, but saw that the flames were everywhere in Zhang's mansion, the figures were jumping, and shouts rang out everywhere. At that moment, the two of them ran towards a forest in the distance.

Lu Ping, who was sleeping in the inn, suddenly woke up, his internal strength was deep, and the voice of the cry for help in the Zhangfu came and could be heard clearly. Hurriedly sat up and looked at Xiao Ling's bed. I saw that he was still asleep. Now, get light, open the window, and jump out of the window. Towards the Zhangfu speeded away.

Lu Ping climbed over a wall and looked in, but saw a sea of fire, and the figures of night walkers went towards all corners of the house. As the number of survivors decreased, the cries for help gradually died down throughout the house. Lu Ping climbed on the wall, looked at the sturdy figure of the night walker inside, and temporarily closed his breath, not daring to be careless.

After a while, two figures appeared in Lu Ping's field of vision. A mother and son cautiously approached Lu Ping's side. This mother and son are the Wan mother and son. Although the two of them moved slowly, when they stepped on the ground, the sound of grass and trees clearly reached Lu Ping's ears. At the same time, it also attracted the attention of two night walkers not far away.

Two night walkers sped in, their scimitars daring in. Under the moonlight, two bright scimitars flew towards the two of them. Wan saw that the two of them were exposed, and the scimitar killed. Watching his son avoid it under the scimitar. Suddenly, he stood up and blocked in front of his son in a moment. Two scimitars, one at the woman and the other at the boy. The two night walkers shot ruthlessly, and they had expected that under the two knives, the two would not survive. But the woman suddenly burst out, dodged a knife, and blocked it with her body.

The scimitar pierced through Wan's back, penetrated his chest, and then pulled out. Wan Shi looked at the young man, his face was full of worry and anxiety, and his mouth let out a heart-rending cry: "Jun'er, run!" The young man looked at this moment, stunned there, and lost all his thoughts for a while.

The scimitar fell again, coming towards the boy. At this point, a fist struck the side of the knife. The night walker only felt a strong blow. There was a violent shock in his hand, and he couldn't hold it for a while, and the scimitar fell. It turned out that Lu Ping, who was on the wall, jumped out when he saw the night walkers killing the two, but the distance was too far, and he couldn't save Wan after all.

Lu Ping unleashed his thunder fist, first knocking down the scimitar that was slashing at the boy, and then striking another punch on the side of a night walker. That night, the pedestrians were muffled, and flew far away and fell to the ground. Lu Ping used the Phantom Moon footwork, walked behind another night walker, and punched him in the back. The night walker felt the strong wind on his back, dodged sideways, and slashed at Lu Ping with a large knife.

Lu Ping didn't wait for the big knife to cut down, and the phantom step bypassed. That night, the pedestrians only saw the phantom in front of them shake and lost their target. Then I felt a strong wind blowing towards my neck, and when I couldn't dodge, my neck hit me strongly. Fell to the ground with a muffled grunt.

Night walkers fall to the ground in a sideways position, revealing a waist tag hanging from their waists. Lu Ping looked at it, but saw a strange fish engraved on the waist card, so he didn't have time to think about it and took the waist card in his hand. In the distance, several night walkers noticed the anomaly and sped towards this direction. Lu Ping turned around and saw that the young man was holding his mother's wound with his small hand, tears in his eyes kept flowing out, and he didn't cry out loud in his mouth.

Wan's chest was cut with a large incision, and blood continued to flow out. Lu Ping hurriedly tore off a large piece of his clothes and tied the wound on Wan's chest. Seeing that the night walkers were about to come closer, Lu Ping hurriedly lifted the boy and Wan Shi and leaped out of the wall. A few rise and fall and disappear beyond the walls.

Lu Ping ran wildly in one breath and ran five or six kilometers away. Seeing that no one was chasing him. Lu Ping put the mother and son down. But seeing that there was still blood slowly flowing out of Wan's wound, the person also became extremely weak. that

The boy was sobbing as he held his mother's hand in his small hand, and kept exhaling, "Mommy, Mommy••••••" Wan Shi opened his eyes, his eyes revealing love, and looked at the young man. He whispered in his mouth: "Jun'er, mother is afraid that she won't be able to endure tonight, you have to live well." Mommy likes the way you look happy, don't cry, don't cry!"

Lu Ping felt that Wan's was getting weaker and weaker, and hurriedly applied the healing medicine he had brought on his body to Wan's. He stretched out his hand and slowly sent the true qi from Wan's back, and the true qi entered Wan's body. Lu Ping felt that the qi in his meridians was already very weak, almost broken. Lu Ping continued to strengthen his true qi and maintain a trace of vitality in Wan's body. But as time passed, Wan's body was cut off, and Lu Ping had to stop his true qi.

Wan seemed to have felt the situation in his body. He just looked at his son with loving eyes. kept comforting the boy in his mouth, asking him to be strong and live well. Repeating the same words, his voice getting weaker and weaker until he stopped moving. It's just that the loving eyes have been looking at the boy.

The young man held his mother's hand, his eyes pleading as he watched as Lu Ping injected true qi into his mother's body. As Wan's voice weakened. The sadness and indignation in the young man's eyes became stronger and stronger. By the time his mother stopped moving. The boy let out a heart-rending shout: "Mom••••••!"

Many scenes flashed in the boy's mind, and when he was very young, his mother looked lovingly at him in the big house and told him stories. When he was a little older, he crawled into his mother's arms and cried after being bullied by other aunts and brothers, and every time his mother looked at him lovingly, comforted him softly, and taught him to be patient and happy. When he was older, he did other people's work with his mother, and after being bullied by many people, it was still his mother who comforted him and lovingly hugged him in her arms.

In the boy's world, it's just his mother and the bad guys. Only his mother did not bully him and loved him. But the mother is gone, and the boy has reached the age to understand the meaning of death. He knew that his mother could no longer comfort himself and hold him lovingly. At this moment, he had a heart-rending pain. He felt like his world was suddenly all in darkness. He was afraid, afraid of being bullied, afraid that there would be no one to comfort and protect him.

Lu Ping looked at the poor young man, the young man who kept crying, and felt sad in his heart. I saw that the horizon was beginning to show white. Lu Ping was worried that Xiao Ling would make a mistake, and said to the young man at the moment: "Little brother, people can't be resurrected after death, let's let your mother be buried in peace!"

The young man nodded slightly, but still leaned on his mother's arms, unwilling to leave for a long time. Seeing this, Lu Ping found a leeward place. He took out the dagger he had with him and dug a large hole. The boy picked up Wan and put him in the pit. Slowly cover Wan with dirt. At this time, the tears in the young man's eyes had dried up, and only a determined look remained. Then Lu Ping cut down a big tree, cut it open, and was about to engrave it, but he didn't know what to engrave. Then he asked the young man, "What is engraved on this wooden plaque?"

The young man read: "Engrave 'the tomb of ten thousand autumn moons, ten thousand abandoned to stand'"

Lu Ping heard this: "Your name is Wan Qi?"

The boy replied, "From today onwards, I will be called Wan Qi. The voice was unusually firm.

The boy's original name was Zhang Jun, and at this moment he remembered that although he had lived in Zhang's mansion since he was a child, only his mother took care of him, protected him, and loved him. His mother and son were repeatedly bullied when they were in Zhangfu, and since he was a child, he had no good impression of Zhangfu, and some were only resentful.

At the moment when his mother left, the resentment in his heart reached an extreme, he hated this chapter from the bottom of his heart, and he wanted to have his mother's surname. He also lived only for his mother. The mother is gone, and she has become an outcast in this world. In the future, he will be called Wan Qi, a child who has no support, and can only rely on his own hard work.

Lu Ping carved the words and handed the wooden plaque to Wan Qi. Wan Qu planted the wooden sign in front of the grave, and then knelt down and kowtowed to the wooden tablet.

Lu Ping waited for Wan Qi to kowtow and asked, "Next, what are your plans?" ”

Wan Qi raised his head and said firmly: "Daxia knows who killed my mother, I want revenge!"

Lu Ping took out the waist card he took from the night walker from his arms: "This is what the night walker got from it, maybe it will help you." As for who killed Zhangfu, I don't know. After speaking, he handed the waist card to Wan Qi

Wan Qi took the waist card and hid it close to his body.

Lu Ping asked again: "I still have a brother in the inn, and I am worried that he will make a mistake at the moment, so I want to go back and have a look." Do you have any plans to come with me?"

Wan Qi replied, "I will stay with my mother again." I will never forget this life-saving grace, and I don't know if the benefactor can tell me his name. ”

Lu Ping replied: "In Xia Danxia sent Lu Ping, saving people is within my generation. Little brothers don't have to take it to heart. If you have any difficulties in the future, you can come to Danxia Mountain in Lingnan to find me. So I went back to see my brother. ”

Wan Qi read the words Danxia Luping in his heart, and when he looked up again, he saw that Lu Ping's figure had disappeared into the distance.