Longevity begins with slaying demons and eliminating demons

Chapter 96 Lu Shiyao's Mood Card
When the sound of the dongxiao sounded, the darkness and the cold wind in the Lu family's mansion disappeared together.

The frost mixed with blood melted away.

Doors and windows, walls, corridors, furniture... everything was restored to its original appearance.

At this time, Gu Xu raised his head, and found that the cloud covering the sky had also disappeared, revealing the distant night sky and the dazzling galaxy.

With the pale starlight, Gu Xu could roughly see the furnishings in the "Su Xue Yuan" house.

There is a table by the window, the four treasures of the study are placed on the table, and the bookshelf by the wall is full of old books.

A blue and green veil hangs on the window.

Through the veil, you can vaguely see the pond and the Jiuqu Stone Bridge.

There is no splendor, only the book is simple, quiet and elegant.

"As expected of the residence of 'Fairy Su Xue'," Gu Xu commented in his heart, "If it were in the summer when the lotus flowers were in full bloom, it would probably look like a fairyland here."

However, in this room, he did not find the "Jinghong Pen" artifact spirit.

"That little girl said that she will wait for us at the destination," Gu Xu thought silently, "Could it be that we need to meet certain conditions before she will show up?

"Or, what is hidden in this room is not the artifact spirit, but the body of the 'Jinghong Pen'?"

A bold guess appeared in his mind.

Then he went into the house and started looking for clues.

His eyes first fell on a portrait on the wall - it was a fine brushwork painting with delicate lines and soft colors, and it was a woman in plain clothes and a gentle smile.

Because Gu Xu had already memorized all the information related to the Lu family in Qingzhou, he easily recognized that this woman was Lu Huan's concubine and Lu Shiyao's biological mother.

Gu Xu remembered that it was mentioned in the information that after her mother died, Lu Shiyao had been quiet and unhappy; and in this room, she had hung her mother's portrait in such a prominent place.

"It seems that this Miss Lu family has a very deep relationship with her mother!"

Then, Gu Xu walked to the wooden desk.

On this dusty table, there is a piece of yellowish rice paper on which half of the song "Qing Ping Le" is written in small script with delicate hairpins.

Its contents are as follows:
"At the beginning of the cold rain, the yellow flowers were scattered all over the ground.

"Fang Fei disappears into the afterglow, no longer charming in the old days."

There is only the upper gate, not the lower gate.

And the last few words were a bit scribbled - it seemed that the author was forcibly interrupted in the middle of writing.

When Gu Xu finished reading this half of "Qing Ping Le", he only felt a sadness blowing towards his face, as if he saw the scene when the Lu's Building in Qingzhou collapsed.

If "tragedy" is to tear the beauty apart for others to see, then this half of the poem is undoubtedly in line with the so-called tragic beauty, and also in line with Lu Shiyao's "melancholy graceful poet" character.

"The third test set by the spirit of the 'Jinghong Pen', will it be for me to complete this poem?" Gu Xu narrowed his eyes slightly, guessing, "According to the artistic youth temperament of that pen, It is indeed possible to make such a request.”

However, although there are countless excellent poems in Gu Xu's mind, it is not easy for him to complete other people's works.

"This is simply embarrassing Mr. Wen Copy." He complained in his heart.

…………

Gu Xu was not in a hurry to fill in the words.

He intends to calm down and collect some more clues.

So, he carefully opened the drawer of the desk, and found that there were countless flower notes of different colors scattered here and there, with graceful handwriting on them.

He took out a random note from it and read it carefully.

I saw that it said:

"The eighth day of February in the 39th year of Xingde. It was gloomy today and it was raining lightly. I found a kitten in the bushes next to the courtyard gate. It was injured on its leg, limping and meowing. Like crying. I think it must be very painful.

"I went to the family's pharmacy to get some herbs and gauze, and bandaged the wound. Xiao Xiao was very disobedient at first and kept moving, but when I straightened its hair, it gradually calmed down. I hope its injury Get it back soon!

"However, that night, I was discovered by Concubine Zhou that I stole the herbal medicine from home. She reprimanded me severely and forbid me to eat dinner. My stomach is now growling with hunger. Alas, morning Knowing that I secretly hid some of my lunch at the house."

……

Gu Xu remembers that Lu Shiyao died in the eighth year of Tianxing, at the age of 39 - based on this calculation, in the [-]th year of Xingde, she was only a nine-year-old girl.

At that time, her mother had just passed away, which was the most difficult moment for her in the Lu residence.

Gu Xu sighed softly, and took out another flower note from the drawer.

……

"April [-], the first year of Tianxing. In this family, dealing with people is really a very scary thing.

"Because I can't remember people's faces, it takes a long time to match people's faces with names, so I often make a fool of myself in front of others and get scolded by my elders.

"Today, two of my father's colleagues came to visit Lu Mansion. Because I accidentally recognized Master Zou, Minister of Personnel, as Master Wei, Minister of Household, I made my father very unhappy.

"In addition, Mr. Zou gave me a box of dim sum before leaving, which I happily accepted. After all, I have always liked dim sum.

"However, my father said that I was 'very naive' and asked me to refuse again and again, which is in line with the etiquette of interpersonal communication.

"Hey, why is the interaction between people so complicated? Isn't it better to be simple and direct?"

……

After reading the content on this flower note, Gu Xu couldn't help thinking: I always thought this Miss Lu was a cold and arrogant talented girl, but I didn't expect that she was not only social phobia, but also face blind.

Then he took out a third note from the drawer.

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"The fourteenth day of the first month in the second year of Tianxing. Today is the third anniversary of my mother's death. Only I remember this day in the entire Lu family. So I painted a portrait of my mother and hung it on the wall.

"Although my days are lonely, I believe that my mother has been watching and blessing me from the sky."

……

"Tianxing four years on the fifteenth day of the first month. This year, I am still not qualified to participate in the Lu family's Lantern Festival. However, I am very happy to have Shuyan accompanying me, hanging lanterns in that remote courtyard, and guessing lantern riddles.

"It's much more fun to spend the holidays with a friend than with a large group of people tossing in all kinds of complicated etiquette and saying a bunch of boring courtesies."

……

"Tianxing [-]th June [-]th. Today, I found a dead butterfly by the window. Its wings were wet by the rain, and it looked very miserable. I buried it on the edge of the rockery behind the house, for It wrote a poem and then erected a simple tombstone for it out of twigs.

"Shu Yan felt that I was too sentimental. I told her that this butterfly that died in obscurity reminded me of my mother and myself."

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"The third day of the twelfth lunar month in the fifth year of Tianxing. I successfully passed the test and became the owner of 'Jinghongbi'. My father specially held a banquet for me and invited guests from all walks of life to participate; Mrs. Lu, Aunt Luo, Aunt Zhou, Aunt Wu ...also came to congratulate me warmly and gave me a lot of snacks as gifts.

"But I'm not happy. After all, a mother won't be able to see her daughter come out on top."

……

"On the sixth day of the first lunar month in the sixth year of Tianxing. I successfully entered the third realm and obtained the supernatural power 'wisdom eye'. With this supernatural power, I can identify whether the people around me are lying, and can see whether everyone contacts me with sincerity, You can also see the good and bad deeds that everyone has done.

"Shu Yan thinks my supernatural powers are useless and don't help much in practice.

"But I used this magical power to see this dirty and hypocritical world.

"For example, none of the words my father said in front of the concubines, 'You are my favorite person', were true; for another example, my father's student named Tang Hui, although he was a modest gentleman on the surface, In private, he has a tyrannical personality, often beating his wife and children..."

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"October [-] in the eighth year of Tianxing. My father is about to be executed by the nine tribes for committing treason. Everyone thinks that he secretly colluded with the barbarians in the northwest, intending to rebel.

"But my father told me that the truth of the matter is not like this - in fact, he angered the emperor because he accidentally discovered a secret of the emperor, making the emperor have to kill him.

"With the 'wisdom eye' supernatural power, I deduced that he was not lying.

"As for what the emperor's secret is, he wouldn't tell me if he was killed."

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"The eighteenth day of the first month of the ninth year of Tianxing. I didn't expect that after death, people can have a second life in such a miraculous way.

"But I'm hungry. I want a snack.

"No, I want souls.

"I want the human soul."

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"The sixth day of May in the 18th year of Tianxing. Ahong said that the young people of this generation are too bad. No one can pass the test she set.

"I told her, don't worry. It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge."

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"October 23th, [-]rd year of Tianxing. Today, a young man named 'Mr. Longevity' came to the Lu residence.

"A Hong said he was very handsome and handsome.

"But I've always been unable to recognize faces, I don't know if he looks good or not, I just know that his poems are well written.

"After the poetry meeting, I really wanted to talk to him about why he could write such passionate and heroic poems. It's a pity that I have never had the courage to take the initiative to say hello to a strange boy."

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After reading this, Gu Xu took a deep breath and put the Huajian back in the drawer.

At this moment, in the "Su Xueyuan", the Bisha Cabinet is windless and automatic, as if someone was there.

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