MTL - If You Can’t Be a Son-in-law, You Have To Be Sanctified-Chapter 96 The old dragon falls into the world, praying all day long

  Chapter 96 The old dragon fell from the earth, praying all day long

  Lu Feng's voice was not small.

  Thinking that his words also fell into the ears of Lu Chongshan in the bamboo house.

  But the bamboo house is still quiet.

  Because of what he said just now, Lu Jing had some admiration for Lu Feng in his heart, but he didn't know what to say.

   At this time, Lu Feng said to Lu Jing seriously: "I also know that the government has treated you harshly for many years, but you always have the blood of the surname Lu in your body.

The Lu family is now green and yellow, and the storm is about to come. If you can really enter the Nanguo Gongfu, I think that with your talent, you may be able to show up in the Guogongfu. In the future, when I am not in Beijing, I hope you can help the Lu family. . "

   When Lu Feng spoke, his tone was serious and his eyes were serious.

   Xixiang, who was behind her, looked at Lu Feng and Lu Jing in surprise.

  I haven't seen him for many days, and in Xixiang's eyes, the third young master of the great mansion in front of him seems to be even more brilliant.

   There seems to be light flickering on his face, and those eyes are as deep as the sea, mysterious and naturally attractive.

   When Xixiang admired Lu Jing's appearance in her heart, she was also puzzled by Lu Feng's words today.

   Lu Feng, who she has served for a long time, is usually taciturn and quite serious, and even when he gets along with her, he does not have such many words.

   In this Lu Mansion, I have never asked anyone else.

  But today, in front of this Lu Jing, he actually said something like this...

   "Martial arts talent? Young master thinks that Lu Jing's martial arts talent can help Lu Mansion in the future?"

   Xixiang is still wondering.

  Lu Jing just stood there at will.

   The wind in the sky was more urgent, and there were many black clouds and mists, as if a torrential rain was brewing.

  Lu Feng looked at Lu Jing seriously.

   After a full four or five breaths, Lu Jing just shook his head and said, "The big brother has a high opinion of me, and you know my current identity. How can you help Lu Fu?"

Lu Feng didn't know if he really didn't hear Lu Jing's refusal, but said seriously: "Now the rise of Northern Qin is exactly the place where my family of martial arts is used. It's just that my Lu family has been depressed for too long, whether it's the big mansion or the second mansion. None of them made it to the table.

   Looking at these many days, only you have many extraordinary things. "

  Lu Feng paused when he said this, and then said carefully: "Lu Qiong is talented and smart, but his mind is not on the rise and fall of aristocratic families. I told you a lot today, I hope you can remember it in your heart.

  Although you are going to Nanfu, it is still the blood of the Lu family. If the Lu family declines, it will not benefit you. "

   "Besides, Lu Qiong has a good heart. When he assumes the title and has some affection for you, you can be regarded as having some kinship in the Nanguo Gongfu, so you won't become a loner."

  Lu Feng's language is sincere.

   Lu Jing's expression remained the same as before, without any change.

   Until Lu Feng finished speaking, he looked at Lu Jing.

  Lu Jing shook his head slowly.

   "Big brother, according to the law, I am no longer from the Lu family."

   "I have become a son-in-law, my household registration is in the Nanguo Gongfu, and the elders in the clan rarely regard me as the young master of the Lufu. I just hope that the Nanfu will not break the contract and embarrass them, and hope to send me out quickly.

   Big brother, tell me, I can't show my face in such a Lu mansion.

   Going to the huge Nanguo Gongfu, how can I show up and help the Lu family? "

   When Lu Jing spoke, there was no trace of resentment in his tone, as if he was speaking plainly.

   But when Lu Feng heard these words, he was stunned.

   is also at this time.

   The rain in the cloud finally fell.

  The autumn rain is cooler.

  Lu Jing looked at the sky, smiled at Lu Feng again, and went to the bamboo house.

Lu Feng stood in the same place and thought for a moment, and suddenly realized that many young masters and young ladies are useless in this big mainland mansion. The only ones who can help him seem to be hurt by many sneaks, and his heart is cold, and he doesn't want to watch anymore. Take a look at Lufu.

   So he could only turn around in disappointment and walk down the foggy forest slope.

   Xixiang, who followed behind him, took the oil-paper umbrella brought by the servant.

   was about to stand up when he saw that Lu Feng's back was bleak at this time, and his broad shoulders were also drooping down, as if he was carrying a heavy burden.

  —

  Lu Jing arrived at the door of the bamboo house, and Zhunong, the maidservant in front of the door, saluted Lu Jing and said softly, "Master said, if Young Master Jing comes, you don't need to ask, just enter the house."

  Lu Jing entered the bamboo house and saw Lu Zhongshan looking down at the two sheets of paper on the table.

   One of them is a precious river silk paper, with Lu Jing's handwriting on it, and the words of Que Liuyong.

   And the other one is very ordinary straw paper, there are many traces of pulp paper on it, it looks very rough.

   On this ordinary piece of grass paper, there is a picture.

  Lu Jing looked around at will, and all the scenes in the painting fell into his eyes.

   That painting depicts a blue ocean and a coastal village.

   Fishermen, boats, fine sand, sky, sea birds, coastal houses…

  Many images come alive in the painting, which looks demure and beautiful.

  Lu Chongshan's eyes fell on the seaside town like this, and he was fascinated.

  Lu Jing coughed lightly, and saluted Lu Zhongshan again.

  Lu Chongshan raised his head and raised his hand at will, indicating that Lu Jing didn't need to be too polite.

  Lu Jing straightened up and saw Lu Zhongshan at this moment.

   However, he found that today's Lu Chongshan, compared to Lu Chongshan who was also in the bamboo house that day, the sadness in his eyes seems to have been reduced a lot, and his eyes have become more calm and deep.

   When he saw Lu Jing coming, there was no blame in his eyes.

   As if he didn't know anything about him and Lu Jiang.

   From this, it can be seen that Lu Chongshan does not have much attachment to the many children in the Lu residence.

   "If you stand in the position of many young masters and young ladies in the second government, this uncle Chongshan is actually the same as Lu Shenyuan, and he is not worthy of respect."

  Lu Jing thought to himself: "But he has helped me a lot. From my standpoint, Uncle Chongshan is the only respectable person in this Lu residence."

   "As for the rumored Jiaolong fisherwoman, as well as Chongshan's uncle and young daughter, Chongshan's uncle is very affectionate, this incident almost tortured him to a lesser degree."

  Man is like this... Looking at him from different angles, he can see completely different lights or shadows.

  Lu Jing thought in his heart.

Lu Chongshan carefully cleaned up the words on the table, and said in his mouth: "I will go back to the Jokhang Temple later today. You and I are here to say goodbye today, and you don't have to come to see me again. The government only thinks that I will be tomorrow. You just set off, don't tell anyone else."

  Lu Jing knew that Lu Chongshan insisted on going back to the Jokhang Temple, and did not want to see other people in the house crying, so he concealed the time of his departure.

   "There is still some hope in the Jokhang Temple, which will make me feel better."

  Lu Chongshan said to Lu Jing again: "You help me relieve a lot of worries in my heart, but I have nothing to give you..."

  Lu Chongshan said this suddenly, his words suddenly stopped, his eyes turned to a stone paperweight on the table for some reason.

   He seemed to think of something, turned his head and took out a box from under the desk.

  Lu Zhongshan opened the box and took out a stone.

   On the stone, a sun is vaguely carved, but it looks like it is not finished, it is a semi-finished product.

   "I got this stone carving a long time ago, and it should be a treasure. Wearing it on the body can not only calm the mind, but also prevent evil spirits and resist evil spirits.

  I have been in the Jokhang Temple for many years, and I don’t need this stone sculpture. I will leave it to you. You can take it with you. If you really encounter evil spirits and evil spirits, you can also protect you. "

   When Lu Chongshan was talking, he didn't wait for Lu Jing to refuse, and he casually stuffed the stone carving into him.

  Looking at the stone sculpture in his hand, Lu Jing felt that it was obviously cold autumn, but the stone sculpture exuded warmth, which was very special.

   At this time, the word on the table has been taken care of by Lu Chongshan and put into his luggage.

   There was only that painting left on the table.

  Lu Chongshan lowered his head, looked at the painting, stretched out his finger again, and pointed to a very small room in the painting.

"I used to live here with Jiao Niang for many days, and my little girl was also born in this humble house. Now time has passed in a hurry, so many years have passed, but I still have a fresh memory of this house, and my heart is very miss here..."

  Lu Chongshan said this, with a dazed look in his eyes, he seemed to be talking to Lu Jing, and he seemed to be talking to himself.

   He only heard him whisper: "When I finish reading the Buddhist scriptures of the Jokhang Temple, I will go to sea, pick up Jiao Niang and You Nan, and go back to the sea."

   Lu Jing felt a little shake in his heart, and suddenly realized that Lu Zhongshan had been staying at the Jokhang Temple for many years. It seemed that it was not to relieve his worries, but that there was indeed some secret in the Jokhang Temple.

  Lu Jing thought to himself.

  Lu Chongshan turned his head again and looked at the sky outside the window.

  The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and thunder can be seen faintly falling, and there seems to be something looming in the clouds.

   Lu Chongshan was still whispering, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

   "The old dragon fell into the mortal world, but he still thought that one day he would be able to return to the gate of heaven.

  But... he has been contaminated by the world, and the immortals in the sky may want to eat his dragon meat and drink his dragon blood! "

   "Since that's the case, let me help him, let him get to the gate of heaven, let him rank with all the immortals, and let him get what he wants!"

  Lu Jing felt a little strange when he saw the smile on the corner of Lu Zhongshan's mouth.

   came out of the bamboo house.

  Lu Jing was walking on the foggy forest slope, but he still wanted Lu Zhongshan's soft whisper in his heart.

   From the books of the bookstore, Lu Jing already knew that many years ago, a fairy dragon from the sky once fell into the mortal world.

   That piece of sea was stained with dragon blood and turned golden yellow, which has never faded to this day.

   Later, there was a hanging dragon city on the sea, and there was an old dragon entrenched in it, looking at the sky all day long.

  Some people say that this old dragon is unwilling to fall into the world and wants to go to the gate of heaven again and become an immortal dragon again.

   But today, he heard with his own ears that his uncle, who was dying, wanted to go to the sea, to Luolongcheng, and to find the old dragon who prayed for the sky.

   "Uncle Chongshan doesn't seem to have practiced. How can he find that ethereal Luolong City?"

   "How can you help the old dragon to open the gate of heaven and ascend to the gate of heaven?"

  Lu Jing thought of this, and he suddenly remembered the smile of Lu Zhongshan just now.

   A gust of wind was blowing at this time, and for some reason, Lu Jing only felt the rain in the sky...

   It's colder.

   (end of this chapter)