Lu Sanchuan and Su Qing returned to the inn together.

Lu Sanchuan poured a cup of tea for himself and for Su Qing, and when he served the tea cup with both hands, he saw that there were blood stains on the corners of Su Qing's mouth, so he raised his hand and pointed at the corners of Su Qing's mouth, and said softly: "Miss Su, there are still blood stains on the corners of your mouth." ”

Su Qing nodded, and was about to raise his hand to wipe it, when he suddenly felt resentful, and the movements of his hand paused.

Lu Sanchuan saw that her eyes were blank and her expression was dazed, thinking that her injuries were getting worse, so he hurriedly asked, "Miss Su, are you okay?"

Su Qing's cheeks flushed, and he lowered his head and shook his head. "I just... Weakness. ”

Lu Sanchuan thought for a while, and then nodded and said, "Yes, in the tavern, you fought with those few people, and you were outnumbered, so you were defeated." With Miss Su's martial arts, if she is one against one, it will naturally be no problem. He stood up.

Su Qing sighed lightly, closed his eyes and smiled bitterly: "My martial arts are really mediocre, and it is naturally more than enough to deal with some ruffians or ants, fish and shrimp, but if you fight with strongmen from all walks of life in the rivers and lakes, you will not be able to hold out for five moves." As he spoke, he opened his eyes and looked up, but saw that Lu Sanchuan was already close at hand, and reached out to touch her face.

Her heartbeat accelerated suddenly, and she subconsciously reached out and slapped Lu Sanchuan on the left side of her face, and the "snap" sound was very loud. After the sound, she regretted it, and scolded herself in her heart: Su Qing! When he was far away from you, you scolded him for not understanding the amorous and not understanding the taste, he was close to you, but he reached out and slapped him, what do you want him to do?

Lu Sanchuan half-stretched out his hand, he didn't stretch it, he didn't let it go, he hesitated again and again, and finally withdrew his hand and apologized to Su Qing: "Miss Su, I'm really sorry, I just heard you say that I was weak, and I want to wipe the blood stains from the corners of your mouth for you." If you are offended, you can also look at Haihan. ”

Su Qing immediately opened his mouth, and wanted to say, "It's okay, you won't mind if you touch me", but he didn't say it after all, he stayed for a long time, just shook his head, and whispered, "It's okay, I'll wipe it myself later."

"Hmm. Lu Sanchuan nodded, and said, "In the next few days, there is nothing to worry about, so you can recuperate here with peace of mind and wait for the third day of the third month of March." ”

"Are you alright?" Su Qing frowned and hurriedly stood up, his eyes full of longing. She thought that Lu Sanchuan was going to leave her alone again. "Although my martial arts skills are not as good as yours now, I can still help!"

Lu Sanchuan didn't know what she was thinking, so he just smiled and said, "Thank you Miss Su for your kindness." Before I came to Jingzhou, I had already met Dai Deen Dai's predecessors in Shiyan, and today I met with the other seven people. The master in the rivers and lakes should be the only one. It is expected that at the time of my father's funeral, no one among the five heroes will come except for Senior He and Senior Liu, so I don't need to worry too much. ”

After listening to this, Su Qing put his mind at ease, said lightly, "I see", and sat down.

For the rest of the day, Lu Sanchuan did not leave the inn again, and at meal time, Annoying Xiaoer delivered the food to the room, and in his spare time, he meditated and meditated in the inn to meditate and meditate on internal strength, or practice swordsmanship with a sword. But for some reason, since the first sword practice, the long sword in his hand has not made a sword roar.

In a blink of an eye, it was the second day of the third month of March, it was night, until the third watch, Lu Sanchuan still did not close his eyes, and his heart was full of thoughts: tomorrow, his father will be buried, and for him, it may be a happy ending, not only to be reunited with his mother under the nine springs, but also to stay away from me, an unfilial son. But what should I do? I live in the world, I don't know where I'm going, I don't know where I'm going, I don't know where I'm going.

He smiled softly and looked at the bed, where the dark shadow was silent. Miss Su must have fallen asleep. Senior Zhang said that Miss Su was scheming and treacherous, but when I thought about it carefully, I only remembered when she helped me. Could it be that she conspiracy is too deep to be exposed? However, Senior Zhang is wise and respects Senior Jiang, so I don't think he will lie to me, so I still listen to what he says, and it is better to be careful.

Su Qing did not fall asleep. She was still blaming herself, a few days ago, why didn't she let his hand touch her cheek? He rarely took the initiative, but I rejected him, why is this? Could it be that I am too cheap, don't send the honey, but want to chase the pain myself? Su Qing, Su Qing, I really don't know you more and more.

The two of them had their own thoughts, and they opened their eyes to the darkness, and it was not until three minutes before they finally closed their eyes.

Lu Sanchuan was in a daze, as if he heard that his husband had beaten the fifth watch, so he woke up, opened the window and looked out, and the east was slightly white.

"Miss Su!"

Su Qing had a concern and slept very lightly, and when he heard him shouting, he immediately woke up, gave a shallow halche, and asked, "Departure?"

Lu Sanchuan nodded.

The two of them went downstairs together, ate some food at will, mounted their horses and galloped south.

It's the early morning season, and the streets are bustling with people, and there are many stalls selling breakfast on both sides.

Lu Sanchuan shouted loudly all the way to disperse the pedestrians in the middle of the road.

Although the people were dissatisfied in their hearts, they knew that the two of them were Jianghu guests, so they didn't dare to insult loudly, but quickly retreated to both sides of the road, raised their hands and pointed in the direction they left, and scolded in a low voice, "Run so fast, hurry to your father's funeral!"

The heroic slope is just a name, and there is no tomb of a heroic man on the slope. No one dares to bury themselves in the wild, especially famous masters, for fear of dying and not having a good home. There is a gang in the rivers and lakes, called the "Qinggang Gang", and there are more than 20 people in the gang, all of whom are masters of tomb robbers, and what they do is to dig people's graves and make money from the dead.

Today, ten people from the Qinggang Gang came. These ten men are the shortest and most nimble in the gang. If there really is any priceless funeral goods, without waiting for the coffin to be buried, everyone will rush up, so they sent ten nimble hands and feet, so they can grab some valuable goods.

When Lu Sanchuan went up to Haohan Slope, the slope was already dense and overcrowded. Yasheng stood at the front, and when he saw him coming, he invariably stepped back and made way for him.

Although the people behind Basheng didn't know why they were like this, when they saw that these eight masters ranked among the rivers and lakes gave way to Lu Sanchuan, they also knew that this handsome-looking young man was by no means idle, so they also took a step back.

Lu Sanchuan was not shy and flinched, after all, it was his father who was buried today, and it was reasonable that he should stand at the forefront. He held his head high and strode forward to the first place.

Su Qing followed, standing on his left hand side.

The people below were a little unhappy, and they all pointed to Su Qing's back and whispered.

Although there was a light breeze on the slope, Su Qing could also hear the discussion behind her, and said secretly: I am Lu Sanchuan's future daughter-in-law, is it wrong to stand next to him? Thinking of this, she secretly glanced at Lu Sanchuan and blushed to herself.

After half an hour, Yuan Qiming and the others were nowhere to be seen.

On the huge heroic slope, it was silent. Occasionally, swallow birds flew by, chirping softly.

Heroes from all walks of life suppressed the expectations in their hearts, pressed their blades, and waited anxiously for Yuan Qiming.

After a long time, the sun gradually rose, and the sun shone on the back of everyone's neck, slightly warm. The heat is like a worm that penetrates the skin of the person and reaches the heart.

Finally, someone couldn't hold it back, looked left and right, and chattered: "What about people? Why haven't you come yet?"

Yasheng was still unmoved, and under his seemingly calm appearance, he was also restless.

Among the ten lives, only Lu Benchi has no gang or faction, and he is alone, but he can only rank among the ten lives with the "Dragon Yin Knife". What's even more surprising is that it has recently been rumored that Lu Benchi has only realized half of the martial arts of the Dragon Yin Sword. If you fully comprehend it, then what is it?

Lu Benchi has a very high reputation in the rivers and lakes, and it is reasonable for heroes from all walks of life to come here to pay their respects when he is buried today. But they came here for more than that.

After a while, there was finally the sound of gongs, drums, and suona, like crying.

Then the crowd quieted down and followed the prestige, but they saw a group of people dressed in linen and wearing filial piety, beating gongs and drums. Yuan Qiming was at the head of the team, carrying a wreath more than one zhang high, and at both ends of the wreath, decorated with two white long cloths. After that, there are gongs, drums, and suona. The people who beat the gong and advocate suona are also the people under the Qianxing Gate, all with sad faces and hearts like knives.

Further back, there is a dark red wooden coffin carried by eight people. The eight men carrying the wooden coffin each hung their heads and looked at the ground.

At the end of the team, it was Luan Wei and Luan Buwei, wearing a headband made of hemp rope on his forehead, and a bamboo basket hanging on his left arm.

A group of men slowly moved forward to a dirt pit.

Yuan Qiming plunged the wreath into the soil, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, the person behind him immediately sent a set of filial piety clothes. He held the filial piety clothes in both hands, came to Lu Sanchuan, bowed his head, and presented the filial piety clothes to Lu Sanchuan.

Lu Sanchuan was already in tears when he saw the filial piety clothes presented, so he took the set without thinking.

Yuan Qiming raised his hand and patted Lu Sanchuan's right shoulder, his voice hoarse, "Chuan'er, you will personally send the eldest brother on the road." ”

Lu Sanchuan nodded, walked forward, came to the wooden coffin, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed three times to the wooden coffin, but he was reluctant to get up. Tears rained down, dripping on the soil, and disappeared in a moment. Just like a person's life, in just a hundred years, he will make a handful of loess.

Lu Sanchuan bit his lip tightly, not letting himself cry, he had scolded himself in his heart, and after a long time, he finally took a breath, straightened up, closed his eyes and folded his hands, and said to Lu Benchi in his heart: Daddy, the child can now be on his own, and please be under Jiuquan, don't worry too much.

As soon as he was a hero, he heard Yuan Qiming call "Chuan'er", and immediately understood, although there were thousands of unwillingness in his heart, but the fact was true: the young man with a sword hanging on his waist in front of him and praying with his eyes closed was Lu Benchi's waste son, Lu Sanchuan.