It is one thought that becomes a demon, and one thought becomes a Buddha. Many things in the world are two completely different outcomes decided by a single thought. In fact, even Lu Jia is a little strange to himself, usually hippie smiling, looking for countless fragrances, and the playboy who does not follow the worldly etiquette is now a gentleman's courtesy. He didn't think much about it, and he didn't dare to look at Leng Chuhui more, because he was afraid that he was not determined enough and really couldn't hold it, so that he would do something that he couldn't regret. So after he settled Leng Chuhui on the bed, he covered her with the quilt again, and then left the room gently. In order to let Leng Chuhui sleep peacefully, he ordered his subordinates to guard the door and not let anyone approach, so he went back to the room without mentioning it.

There was nothing to say all night, and the next morning, Lu Jia prepared the carriage early in the morning, called Leng Chuhui to have breakfast together, and then got into the carriage together and went to the direction of Qingyunmen.

This time, Lu Jia hired a professional coachman to drive the carriage, and he traveled day and night, and within a few days, he had come to the foot of Qingyun Peak. Leng Chuhui, who was like an arrow, was worried all the way, and her brows were tightly locked, and at this moment, the feeling of anxiety in her heart was even stronger, she stood at the foot of the mountain and did not move, and said softly to Lu Jia beside her: "Xiao Lu, I have an ominous premonition, this feels very uncomfortable." ”

"Don't be afraid, be brave, no matter what happens, no matter what you see, be strong, I will always be your safe haven!" Lu Jia said to encourage Leng Chuhui.

"I know that people always have to face some misfortunes, let's go!" Leng Chuhui finished speaking, held his head high, and strode straight up the mountain.

All the way up, you can see the verdant mountains, the vegetation is flourishing, and the scenery is still the same, but the higher you go, the more you feel cold and oppressive, and the breath of death permeates the air, more intense, more and more obvious.

Leng Chuhui no longer had any illusions, she picked up her sword and ran up the long steps, and soon found a corpse lying on the ground and no one to bury it. The men had apparently been dead for days, and their bodies had begun to swell and stink. Lu Jia had never seen such a tragic scene, and he couldn't bear to look at the dead bodies directly along the way, pinching his nose and running quickly behind Leng Chuhui. Crossing the long stone steps, and passing through dozens of corpses, he finally came to an open space in front of the main hall of Qingyunmen, where there were also many corpses lying in front of the Qingyunmen, these were all disciples of Qingyunmen, but now they have become the souls of Qingyunmen. There is no suspense, except for Leng Chuhui and Lu Jia, two living people, there is no longer any living mouth!

This massacre happened a few days ago, but Leng Chuhui stood in this lonely square, as if he saw the scene of his fellow disciples being slaughtered and tortured by demons. Fighting, howling, blood flying in the air, all this is so real, so moving! No, nothing, the last disciple who resisted also fell, Qingyunmen has become a useless person, and the former famous sect has now become an open-air grave of hundreds of people!

At this moment, Leng Chuhui already wanted to cry without tears, she had no strength, let alone the belief to search any further, her legs were weak, she knelt on the ground, and hung her head in silence.

Lu Jia scratched his head, looking at the miserable situation of decay and decay around him, with a very helpless and embarrassed expression on his face.

"Why, why do you want to kill them all?" Leng Chuhui hung his head and asked sadly, with anger in his tone.

Lu Jia saw Leng Chuhui's heartbroken appearance, he couldn't bear it, walked over slowly, stretched out his hand and patted Leng Chuhui's shoulder, and said, "Don't be too sad, it's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, when you practice well, go to the devil to take revenge." ”

"But my current skills, even if I practice for another ten years, may not be his opponent......" Leng Chuhui said coldly, "I'm really useless, that demon killed my father and mutilated my senior brother, but I can't do anything, I may not even be able to find the murderer! You tell me, what should I do, what should I do?"

"If you don't have confidence in yourself, you don't have to take revenge. Lu Jia said, "I think your father's spirit in the sky only wants you to live well, and he doesn't want you to avenge him." ”

"What do you mean by that?" Leng Chuhui asked immediately, seemingly very concerned.

"I don't mean anything else, I just don't want you to be in danger, just in case...... If even you die at the hands of that demon, it will be a great misfortune. Lu Jia said seriously.

"Don't worry, I won't die so easily, even if I die, I will have to burn with that demonic jade!" Leng Chuhui said and slowly stood up, and suddenly raised his sword in his hand and sent out a sword qi, which swept across the ground with a narrow wave of qi, and a deep crack was clearly visible at the beginning of the wave.

Lu Jia was taken aback by this sudden move, and then couldn't help but be dumbfounded, opened his eyes and looked at the deep and long crack on the ground, and praised him for a while: "Sister Chuhui, your skills seem to have improved a lot, congratulations!"

"It's still far away, if I had practiced diligently earlier, my skills would not be so poor now, if it weren't for Sister Ye to guide me a few moves, I wouldn't even be a third-rate swordsman. Leng Chuhui said and put away his sword.

"It's never too late to work hard, it's never too late to live. Lu Jia said.

"I'm alive, but the people around me have left me, do you understand this pain?" Leng Chuhui said sadly.

Lu Jia didn't answer immediately, and after a while, he asked softly, "What are your plans in the future?"

"I don't know, this was originally my home, but now it's completely ruined, and I'm homeless......" Leng Chuhui said and lowered his head again, looking sad.

"Do you have any other relatives and friends?" Lu Jia asked tentatively again.

Leng Chuhui shook his head.

"In that case, I think you should go back to Brother Chao with me first, the two of them will also take care of each other, at least they won't be too lonely, what do you think?" Lu Jia looked at Leng Chuhui and asked.

"Xiao Lu, I want to ask you for one thing......" Leng Chuhui suddenly turned to Lu Jia and said earnestly, as if he hadn't heard Lu Jia's question just now.

"You say, as long as I can do it, I will help. ”

"I want to bury these dead brothers in the back mountain, but I'm afraid I can't do it alone. Leng Chuhui hung his head slightly, his eyes wandered, and he seemed embarrassed to make this reluctant request.

"It turns out that this is the case, it's easy, just spend money to ask someone to help, I have money, I must help, I must help!" Lu Jia patted his chest and readily agreed.

"Thank you, Xiao Lu. Leng Chuhui thanked him heartily.

"You're welcome, we're friends, and besides, I didn't do anything, I just spent some money, and money wasn't a problem for me. Lu Jia said, "Anyway, what do you say about my proposal just now?"

Leng Chuhui was silent for a while, thoughtful, and then raised his head for a moment and said, "It's okay to go back to Brother Chao, I haven't gone to find Senior Brother's body yet!"

"Ah, don't you say I almost forgot, if you decide to go, we have to be prepared, otherwise we might really stay on the mountain forever, it's not alarmist. Lu Jia didn't forget to remind Leng Chuhui.

"I know, let's go back to Brother Chao first!" Leng Chuhui paused, and then said, "However, I don't want to go back to that Tianzi No. 1 restaurant." ”

"Why?" Lu Jia immediately asked curiously.

"I don't like the atmosphere, it's smoky. Leng Chuhui said the reason.

"That's easy, just don't go, anyway, I don't lack a place to live in Chao Ge, you can also want a quieter and more elegant environment." Lu Jia said.

Leng Chuhui nodded and said, "Before leaving, let's deal with the matter here......

"That's nature, you wait for me here, I'll go down and move the rescuers. Lu Jia smiled at Leng Chuhui, and without waiting for her to agree, he had already turned around and hurried down the mountain. The meaning of moving the rescuers is naturally to find a husband to carry the corpse and bury it. As the saying goes, money can make ghosts grind, Lu Jia is not only rich, but also paid a lot of money, so there are people who can't move? After going down the mountain, it didn't take long for him to lead a group of sturdy men up the mountain. The group quickly cleared the corpses on the mountain and buried them all in the back mountain according to Leng Chuhui's instructions. After the incident, those Lifu received their wages and dispersed, and at the same time, the news of Qingyunmen being washed in blood also spread quickly. Of course, paper can't contain the fire, and sooner or later the news will spread, it's just a matter of time.

Leng Chuhui can't care about these anymore, now Qingyunmen is over, the most important thing is to find the murderer and avenge the dead, and the rest is no longer important to her.