MTL - If You Can’t Be a Son-in-law, You Have To Be Sanctified-Chapter 4 Qiuyi and the boy whose heart has died

  Chapter 4 Qiuyi and the boy whose heart died

   As that ray of light entered his eyes, Lu Jing's eyes were suddenly shrouded in darkness.

   But then, he saw that in the boundless darkness, a flame was burning, blazing brightly, extremely dazzling.

  Beyond the flames, he can be seen faintly, a **** is suspended in the darkness, looming.

   "Contemplation of the Great Sage Yantian, King of Ming Dynasty!"

   All kinds of thoughts came.

   Lu Jing only had a momentary scene of the light group in his mind, and he hadn't even seen in detail what the light group was.

   He only felt dizzy for a while, his mouth was dry, and something seemed to be blocking his chest. He wanted to vomit, maybe only a few breaths later, maybe a long time later, Lu Jing suddenly came back to his senses and gasped.

   Another gust of wind blew through, and the biting coolness came, and Lu Jing realized that the cold sweat had soaked through the long coat on his body!

   "This painting turned out to be a visual treasure map!"

  Lu Jing looked at the picture on the table, gasped for a moment, then closed his eyes quickly, focusing on the vision in his mind.

   The Eight Trigrams of Observing Phases appeared in my mind, and the inner images appeared again.

  Lu Jing looked line by line and finally found a change.

   "In the column of chance, it was originally [blue chance is triggering], but now it shows [opportunity: The visualization of the great sage of King Yantian of Daming has been triggered]."

   "This means that the blue chance has been triggered!"

  Lu Jing looked at the visualization in front of him with joy in his heart, but suddenly, he seemed to think of something, and quietly, he folded the visualization and put it in his arms.

   "In any case, this visualization should be a treasure, and this is not a good place to study it."

  Lu Jing stood up, and another dizziness hit him, he almost lost his stability, staggered twice, and sat down on the stone bench in a hurry.

   "I just glanced at the picture of the gods a few times. The time to visualize was not even a breath, and my spirit was greatly depleted..."

  Lu Jing rested for a while, then he got up with all his strength and walked slowly towards his small courtyard.

  Lu Jing's residence is located in the northwest corner of Lu Mansion, not far from the stone table and bench just now.

  But on weekdays, you only need to walk the distance of a cup of tea, and Lu Jing just walked for a quarter of an hour.

   "Master Jing, come back... ah! Young master, why is your face so bad? It's fine at noon today."

  Lu Jing was admitted to the hospital and walked into the front room. Qingyue happened to be placing tableware and chopsticks in front of the table in the front room, and she was obviously overjoyed when she saw Lu Jing coming back.

  As Lu Jing approached, Lu Jing's sallow, sallow face fell into Qing Yue's eyes under the light of the candles that were not too bright.

  Qingyue quickly came over to help Lu Jing sit down, and went to the back room to get a long coat and put it on Lu Jing.

Lu Jing really felt a little cold, but he didn't want Qingyue to worry, so he cheered up, raised his tone, and said to Qingyue, "Don't worry, the wind suddenly picked up today, I'm just a little cold, and the sun will rise tomorrow. It's good to have a sunbath..."

   "Young master caught the cold?" Qingyue was like a big enemy, she couldn't care about the food on the table, so she had to go out with a lantern.

   "I'm going to find that steward Liu and come back with a few prescriptions."

Lu Jing hurriedly sat down Qingyue and comforted him: "Qingyue, I'm making a big fuss, the room is dark and numb, it makes my face look a little worse, but it's actually fine, you are going to disturb Manager Liu's dream at night. , will inevitably suffer grievances.”

   "Isn't it wind chill?" Qingyue was still worried: "What should I be wronged? Young master, wind chill will kill people!"

   "It's not a severe winter now, how could it be so easy to get cold?" Lu Jing pointed to a few books on the table and said, "It's just a book I've read for too long today, and I'm just a little tired."

   When he said this, seeing that Qingyue's expression was finally less solemn, he changed the subject, took a deep sniff, looked at the food on the table and said in surprise, "Huh? Is this lamb?"

  Qingyue quickly smoothed the chopsticks, and added a piece of mutton to Lu Jing.

   "This meat was sent by the girl in the courtyard of the second mansion. It is said that the second mansion master Feng has made a big progress in martial arts. Everyone in the house, regardless of the young master and the young lady, and the servants and servants will be rewarded."

   "Have you gained entry to martial arts?" Lu Jing couldn't help but feel very envious.

   He traveled to this strange world, and he became a son-in-law as soon as he came, and the imperial examination was almost hopeless, so he could only look for possibilities from other aspects to change this aggrieved fate.

   Now he has obtained the visualization map of King Daming, but he is at a loss as to how to use this visualization map and what effect it will have, and no one has taught him to practice martial arts.

   "To make Lu Feng so happy, and the family to celebrate, it seems that it is indeed a big advance."

   Lu Jing's thoughts were flying, Qing Yue, who was beside him, poured water for Lu Jing and said, "This afternoon, I also went to pick up the young master's autumn clothes."

"It's really embarrassing, the two young masters, two young ladies, and other young masters and young ladies of the Lu family have excellent autumn clothes, and even the materials are precious Wensi produced by Sanghuai Mansion in Jiangnan Road, thin and warm, only in our yard. …”

  Qing Yue was mumbling in a low voice, her eyes were gentle, as if it was not worth it for Lu Jing.

   probably felt that these words should not be said at this time, which made Lu Jingping feel upset, she stopped talking again, got up and wanted to go out.

  Lu Jing frowned, Qing Yue explained: "Master, I'll go and cook another pot of water for you, you can soak your feet, maybe your body will be much better tomorrow."

   The earlier Lu Jingyuan may have been accustomed to Qingyue's meticulous care.

   But now Lu Jing sincerely felt that it was a blessing for him to have a gentle person like Qingyue by his side.

   So Lu Jing didn't reject Qingyue, but secretly decided in his heart...

   "Always make this life better, or else I'll be sorry for Qingyue."

   After Lu Jing had eaten, Qingyue helped her to soak her feet, rub and wash her feet, and when she was so busy, Qingyue left the back room and went to rest.

   Seeing that Qingyue was gone, Lu Jing got out of bed and lit a candle again, took out the picture of the gods of King Daming, and looked at it carefully.

   However, because of the lessons learned from the past, Lu Jing did not close his eyes again to concentrate on visualization, but found a pen and paper, and copied the Great Sage Yantian, the king of the Ming Dynasty, stroke by stroke.

   "My blood is not strong, and my spirit is not able to support me in visualizing the map of King Daming.

   In this way, such a wonderful thing is wasted in vain... It seems that I can't focus on reading in the future, but also exercise my body and nourish my spirit... But it's easier said than done. "

   Exercise your body and warm your spirit.

   No matter which plan it was, Lu Jing had no clue.

   In this life, regardless of the difficulties of nourishing the spirit, just to exercise the body and meet the standards of martial arts, one needs to consume a lot of food and medicinal materials.

   But Lu Jing's monthly money was only three taels of silver per month, and he had to be exploited by the stewards in various names to steal one or two taels of money.

   "For a mere two taels of silver, what about body training and martial arts?"

  Lu Jing shook his head involuntarily when he thought of this.

   But he didn't feel hurt, he was open-minded, and he knew that such a thing would naturally have to be discussed in the long run and waited slowly for an opportunity.

   So after he copied the map of the gods of King Daming three times, he put the map of gods close to his body and fell asleep peacefully.

  While he was sleeping soundly, the image of King Daming's deity under the pillow suddenly glowed faintly.

   One after another vague memory came one after another like a dream.

  Lu Jing was in a dream, and vaguely saw a lot of past events.

  —"Jing'er, your eyebrows are very similar to your father. You will grow up quickly. When you grow up, you will become a hero like your father."

  A woman with picturesque features and a loving and gentle look was sitting on a painting boat, teasing the baby in her arms under the cold eyes of several men and women.

  —"Mother~Mother~"

   "Can't cry, Jinger, get up, cough..."

  —"Mother, they all say I don't have a father to teach me, they all say I'm a wild breed, what is a wild breed?"

  -"Cough...Jing'er, it's not because mother doesn't want to buy you new clothes, it's because old clothes are better to wear, you see?"

   "Wow, the hole is gone, there's an extra little tiger, really arrogant, mother is really amazing!"

  -"Jing'er, don't cry, who said you don't have a father? Ahem... I'll take you to see your father...

  …

   These many memory images haunt Lu Jing's dreams.

   In the end, the memory scrolls merged together and gradually transformed into a young man.

  The boy's body glowed faintly, and he looked down at Lu Jing.

  Lu Jing seemed to feel something, he opened his eyes, stood up, and also looked at the glowing boy.

  The boy looked just like him, and saluted Lu Jing.

   "Since I have committed suicide, I should not be in this body.

   And in my life, the person I am most sorry for is my biological mother.

  Today, I am willing to use my soul as a reward, use this body as a gift, and trouble... My brother will fight for my dead mother's life, and fight for a phoenix crown to be buried in the coffin.

   Let people who know her name not despise her because of her background! "

   After the young man finished speaking, before Lu Jing could react, he suddenly turned into a stream of light and rushed into Lu Jing's eyebrows.

   Maybe because this body was originally compatible with the young soul.

   Maybe there are other reasons.

The moment    flowed into his body, Lu Jing felt that his exhaustion was swept away, and his spirit became extremely clear.

   All kinds of thoughts in my mind gradually became clear.

   He realized... that some kind of power in his body suddenly grew stronger and stronger because of the young soul!

  Lu Jing sat on the bed for a long time, and as his memories merged, he suddenly missed the mother of this body who had never met him in the true sense.

   "What kind of deal is this? You didn't give me a chance to refuse..."

   Taking a deep breath, Lu Jing seemed to be muttering to himself, "Don't worry, I'll take this deal."

   (end of this chapter)