White lanterns, white cloth. That's for funerals to hang in front of the door!

Who else is there in your own home besides your parents?

It's the father...... Or mother?

Lu Shaoyu looked at Bai Lian who was flipping with the evening breeze in a daze, and his mind was blank!

Xuanyang Old Ancestor and the others followed behind Lu Shaoyu, and at this time they also found that the atmosphere was a little wrong, and their faces were stunned.

"Daddy, mother!"

Suddenly, Lu Shaoyu let out a roar like a beast and rushed towards the door of his house in one step. At this time, he had forgotten his hidden strength, and under the burst of all his strength, the Nine Transformation of the Phantom Dragon flashed, and the speed was extremely fast, in the stunned eyes of the Xuanyang Ancestor, there were only dozens of afterimages left behind him that had not yet dissipated, and he himself had already rushed into the house.

Inside the house, white cloth is hung in the corner of the door, the beam eaves, the guardrail, and the corridor...... There was a sad and sad scene as far as the eye could see, and the whole house was filled with a thick sadness and sadness.

Seeing these sad white cloths hanging in this familiar room, Lu Shaoyu's heart was at a loss, and he stood in the courtyard for a long time, his ears moved, and he heard a faint voice coming from the hall.

"Whoosh!"

Lu Shaoyu's figure swept out again. It was so fast that it came to the front of the hall in the blink of an eye.

The door of the hall opened, and a black and white mourning hall had been arranged inside, and a coffin was quietly placed in front of the hall, which was particularly conspicuous.

The coffin had not yet closed its lid, and several wreaths were placed next to it, which were made of wildflowers from behind the mountain. Several figures were guarding on both sides, vaguely familiar, seemingly neighbors on the left and right sides of the house, but there was no father or mother in sight.

"Daddy, mother. ”

Lu Shaoyu's voice trembled, rushed into the mourning hall, and threw himself into the coffin, with a fog in his eyes, looking at the people in the coffin.

In the fog, this is a very familiar face!

The resolute face is like a knife and an axe, the face is well-defined, a few strands of white hair on the sideburns, and several crow's feet at the corners of the eyes, which are the traces left to him by the years.

Father!

This man who had only met a few days ago, this man who trembled with excitement because he had become a disciple of his ancestor, this man who smiled like a child, this man who shed tears because his son was excellent......

At this moment-

He, lying quietly in it!

Quietly closing his eyes, as if he had fallen asleep and never woke up again.

His breathing had stopped, and his face was pale, that oozing pale. His clothes were neat and clean, as if he had been deliberately dressed.

"Daddy!"

Lu Shaoyu shouted in a trembling voice, his voice was so low that he couldn't hear it, and his gaze suddenly fell on his father's neck.

There, a purple-black bruise was clearly revealed in front of Lu Shaoyu's eyes. The bruises circled its neck.

That's a mark of a thick rope!

The father was killed?!!

Lu Shaoyu's originally misty eyes instantly turned red, like a bloodthirsty beast.

"It's Shaoyu!"

"It's really Shaoyu. ”

"Shaoyu is back. ”

“......”

At this time, the neighbors who were originally guarding the mourning hall saw a person rushing in suddenly, and they were taken aback at first, but then they recognized it as Lu Shaoyu and shouted one after another.

Lu Shaoyu turned his head and saw that the closest to him was his neighbor Aunt Yang, without saying a word, he rushed to her in one step, grabbed her shoulders tightly with both hands, and said urgently: "Second Aunt Yang, my father is him...... How did he die? Who is it...... Who killed him? You, you tell me!!"

Lu Shaoyu's voice was almost roaring. Because of his anger, his hands used force, and the green tendons were exposed, and he pinched the shoulder bones of the second aunt with a "snapping" sound.

"Ah, it hurts, Shaoyu, you hurt me......"

Second Aunt Yang is just an ordinary person, how can she withstand the grasp of Lu Shaoyu, a powerhouse in the innate realm?

Lu Shaoyu was stunned, his hands hadn't been let go yet, but he felt that someone behind him was pulling his arm, turned his head, and saw that the person was Lu Bingyue.

"Shaoyu, don't get excited, let go first. Let's talk to you about this slowly, your father and him...... He hanged himself......" Lu Bingyue tore Lu Shaoyu's hands apart.

Hang oneself?

Lu Shaoyu froze, his father is fine, why should he commit suicide?

"You're a liar...... How could my father seek death for no reason?He was fine a few days ago......" Lu Shaoyu suddenly roared loudly. The death of his father made his mind a little trance, and his reason was on the verge of collapse.

"You're ...... because of your mother," another woman walked up.

"Mother?"

Lu Shaoyu was stunned again.

yes, mother...... Where did my mother go? Why didn't I see her?

He turned his head to look at the woman who came up, this woman was in her twenties and close to thirty years old, her face was a little unfamiliar, he had never seen her before, and it seemed that she was not from the village.

After being stunned for a moment, Lu Shaoyu glared at the woman and said vigilantly: "You...... Who are you?"

"I ...... I'm your mother's maid. The woman replied.

"Maid?" Lu Shaoyu was confused. When did my mother have a maid?

"Yes. My name is Xiaolan, and I am a maid who grew up with your mother since I was a child......" The woman said, "You are Young Master Shaoyu, right?"

Lu Shaoyu was confused, his father suddenly hanged himself to die, and his mother was nowhere to be found, why did he suddenly have a woman who claimed to be his mother's maid?

My mother and father have lived in Lujiazhuang for more than ten years, and I have never heard her mention any maids, why did a maid suddenly appear?

But looking at this woman's expression, it doesn't seem like a joke.

"Young Master Shaoyu, calm down, let me tell you the matter slowly. ”

The maid named Xiaolan pulled Lu Shaoyu to sit down on the side. Lu Shaoyu was at her mercy, took a deep breath, and calmed down his mood and reason.

His father's death hit him hard, and his concern was chaotic, although he lived for hundreds of years, he almost lost control of his spirit just now. Impulsiveness can't solve the problem, the father can't be dead for no reason, and the mother can't disappear for no reason, among them, something must have happened!

At this time, everyone gathered around, Xuanyang Ancestor and others also came in, they were quietly gathered aside, and they did not disturb.

Lu Shaoyu sat on the chair, took a few deep breaths, tried his best to calm down his excited state of mind, and after a while, he stared at the maid named Xiaolan and said, "What happened to my father and mother? You must not miss a word, tell me!"

He regained his composure, and a sharp aura burst out from his eyes, staring at Xiaolan.

Xiaolan only felt that her whole body was cold, her body was like falling into an ice kiln, and she was shocked in her heart: "Young Master's gaze, it's so terrifying!"

Taking a light breath, she calmed herself down before she spoke slowly............ (If you think it's good-looking, don't forget to collect and recommend support, thank you!!=^__^=)