In the envy of the surrounding onlookers, Lu Qingyue and Lu Zhaoyang entered the Hanging Ji Hall together.

"Pickup pickup...... Pickup...... Tweet ......"

Lu Zhaoyang's mobile phone came from a message sound, he took out his mobile phone, opened it and saw that it was a message from Yu Nianzhou: "Ancestor, according to your old orders, I have found ......"

This turned out to be a detailed background information about Ximen Qing.

Lu Zhaoyang glanced at it briefly, the corners of his mouth crossed an arc, and he replied with a message: "You look at it yourself, take the right path, I just want the result...... Miserable......"

"Obey!" Yu Nianzhou replied.

............

And at this moment, on the horse opposite the Hanging Ji Hall, there was an old couple who were over the age of old, staring at Lu Zhaoyang and the two who entered the Hanging Ji Hall.

"Smack. ”

The old lady slapped the old man loudly and said, "See, I said eighteen years ago that these two children were born to be a couple, and you still don't believe it! ”

The old man covered his face and said, "This stinky boy, who has been hiding it for so many years, is so angry with me!"

"Hmph! What kind of crooked melons and cracked dates did you say you introduced?!huh?" the old lady said, getting more and more angry, twisting his ears, and being very angry: "If it weren't for Zhaoyang, this kid saved the beauty in time, do you know what the consequences would be?"

"Ouch, old woman, can't I know that I am wrong? On this street, people come and go, save face for my old face......" The old man begged in pain.

"Save face, my granddaughter, who is so good, was almost harmed by you......" The old lady became more and more angry......

The two of them showed off a wave of 'tracheitis' in public, which caused a lot of single dogs to slander them.

............

After Lu Qingyue took a leave, she and Lu Zhaoyang went out of the Hanging Ji Hall.

"Zhaoyang, where are we going, are we going home?" Lu Qingyue asked.

"I want to go see our mom first. Lu Zhaoyang said.

Lu Qingyue said: "Okay." ”

The two walked together, went to the paper fire shop, bought some worship things, and came to a cemetery on the outskirts of Xihuan in Xicheng.

The mountains and rivers are beautiful and the scenery is picturesque.

On the mountain stream, the smoke of paper fire curls.

Lu Qingyue burned paper on the side.

Lu Zhaoyang knelt in front of the tombstone, bowed three times and bowed nine times.

"Mom, my son is back to see you. ”

On the tombstone, Lu Xiyao's name made Lu Zhaoyang's eyes moist.

He scrubbed, then knelt in front of the tombstone and said a lot to Lu Xiyao.

In fact, since he was eight years old, Lu Zhaoyang knew that he was not Lu Xiyao's biological son.

However, Lu Xiyao regarded him as her own, spoiled him since she was a child, and she had priority over him in everything she had to eat, drink and wear.

Hold it in your hand for fear of falling, and hold it in your mouth for fear of melting away......

Even Lu Qingyue loves herself very much, fights with her friends who bully her, and fights with those bad guys who insult her for having a mother and no father......

Although the family lived a very hard life, they were very happy.

It's just that when Lu Zhaoyang was eighteen years old, Lu Xiyao became ill because of years of hard work, and she left very suddenly.

The mystery of Lu Zhaoyang's life experience was also sealed.

Lu Zhaoyang said that he was choked up, and Lu Qingyue was teary-eyed.

It wasn't until the sun set that the two went down the mountain together.

West City, the ancient city, a courtyard that is not too much.

The moment he pushed the door open, Lu Zhaoyang's emotions were a little difficult to suppress.

Lu Qingyue was in a good mood and personally cooked for Lu Zhaoyang.

Lu Zhaoyang returned to his home where he had lived for decades, and there was a feeling of fulfillment and happiness in his heart.

Offering incense in front of Lu Xiyao's spiritual seat, Lu Zhaoyang came to the kitchen to help Lu Qingyue.

Looking at Lu Qingyue's busy figure, time seems to have returned to the time of youth, back to the happy years when the family of three was happy.

Life is really fragile.

Can't stand the toss of illness.

Some people seem to be strong, but in fact they are overdrawing their lives.

It's like Lu Xiyao back then......

............

The lights are on, and the lights are dim.

The moonlight is bright, the stars are shining, and the breeze is pleasant.

In the courtyard, a table of good dishes and three pairs of dishes and chopsticks was placed.

Although Lu Xiyao has been gone for five years, this has become a habit of the sisters and brothers.

It seems that Lu Xiyao has never left.

And the dishes are all Lu Zhaoyang's favorites, braised pork, pork belly, sweet and sour pork ribs......

Lu Qingyue also took out a bottle of red wine.

"When did you learn to drink?" said Lu Zhaoyang with a smile.

"At home...... No, it won't...... Anyway, I'm drunk and have you. "Lu Qingyue is full of wine.

"First cup, to Mother. ”

Lu Qingyue raised her glass and said.

"Second cup, toast our damn love!"

"The third cup, I wish us all the best for the rest of our lives!"

Three cups of belly, two people start.

It seems to have returned to the old days, whenever there is something delicious, the sister and brother will always grab it at the dinner table.

The home is still the same home, small but very warm.

The food is still familiar with the taste of the mountains and the sea, but the taste is unbeatable.

It's just that the person is no longer the original person.

The wind and clouds are whirling, and the gluttonous feast is feasted.

Lu Qingyue was eating and drinking, and suddenly cried.

Lu Zhaoyang knew that the mood she had been suppressing was finally uncontrollable.

Speechless, accompanied.

Drinking, chatting.

Two lonely people who were broken up by love.

Two children who miss their deceased mother.

......

This night, Lu Qingyue was very drunk.

Lu Zhaoyang carried her back to the bedroom, covered the quilt, and sat quietly on the side, looking at Lu Qingyue, who was as beautiful as a fairy.

Lu Qingyue was in her dream, and there were tears of pain in the corners of her eyes.

The memories are fierce and the momentum is like a storm.

suddenly remembered that Lu Qingyue doted on herself, from her youth to the present.

I suddenly remembered the instructions I had given to my mother when she was seriously ill and died.

I suddenly remembered the bits and pieces of the past......

Lu Qingyue's heartbroken call made Lu Zhaoyang's heart feel inexplicable.

If he had met Zhang Sanfeng earlier.

If he had learned the way of cultivating immortals earlier.

If he had been earlier......

Perhaps, Lu Xiyao will not walk so painfully, but will live a long life......

But ah, life is so bumpy, there are no ifs.

If it weren't for the fact that she had been in love with each other for five years, she would have left decisively.

If it weren't for being framed by a villain design in the company, he would have to be dismissed.

If it weren't for the fact that he met Zhang Sanfeng by chance, he would have embarked on the road of cultivating immortals in myths and legends.

I wouldn't have the cultivation I have now, the status I have now.

Lu Zhaoyang used a trace of immortal power and evaporated the tears in the corners of his eyes.

Then he was very pityful, and wiped the tears from the corners of Lu Qingyue's eyes with a slight smile.

"Sister Yue, for the rest of your life, I will protect you. ”

Lu Zhaoyang's voice was very soft, but it was extremely firm and loud.

He exited the bedroom and closed the door gently.

But at this time, a response came from Lu Qingyue's mouth.

"Okay......"

I don't know, it was Lu Qingyue's answer when she heard Lu Zhaoyang's words.

Or is it responding to the response of the person who dreamed in the dream......

This night, no dreams.