Wu Sheng Lu Mingfei of the Dragon Clan

Chapter 143 Kyushu
When he returned to Laojingxiang, Lu Mingfei was still thinking about the appearance of the network management girl.

Before leaving the hospital, he went to see Xiang Ya.

In the ward, the girl sat quietly on the bed, looking out the window, Lu Mingfei could see her pale side face under the sun, with a clean baby-like expression.

She has not spoken for four days.

According to the doctor, it seems to be due to severe psychological trauma and mental stimulation, leading to amnesia.

Girls need to rebuild their sense of self.

This is a long and arduous project.

And all on her own.

No one knows how long this will take.

Maybe one day.

Maybe a year.

Perhaps, longer.

But what is encouraging is that it was just yesterday, when Lu Mingfei woke up for the first time.

Xiang Ya spoke.

"painting……"

she says.

"painting……"

The doctor who came in a hurry listened patiently.

"Okay, okay."

He said.

"Do you want to paint?"

So, the girl got a drawing board and a pen.

But she did not write when she got the tools.

Just staring at the drawing board for a long time in a daze.

Whoever spoke to her was silent.

She closed herself off again.

Lu Mingfei couldn't tell his specific mood at the moment.

It's not that there is not enough strength.

Instead miss.

To miss is to be wrong.

He learned from Chu Zihang that Chang Mao had come to find him.

During that time, he was sleeping because he suppressed Norton.

Thinking about it now, the boy was probably the first to discover that a painter is a man with thousands of faces.

He also thought about asking for help.

Lu Mingfei noticed that there were several police witness records in the file.

They once found suspicious figures at the gate of the police station.

It was confirmed that the man was Changmao.

He appears to have tried to seek police help.

But finally nothing happened.

What was this man thinking at that time?

Why did you leave when you reached the gate of the police station?

Lu Mingfei looked at the police's description of Changmao, closed his eyes, and imagined what he looked like at that time.

Standing at the entrance of the alley for a long time, until the policeman looked in his direction and fled in a hurry.

Yes.

The point is here.

run away.

What kind of person would run away from the police?

guilty person.

Presumably, this is Changmao's perception of himself.

Lu Mingfei remembered the behavior of Changmao in the Internet cafe in the girl's memory.

It seems now.

He is giving up on himself.

What if, if I hadn't slept deeply during those days?
Lu Mingfei thought about it more than once.

Then he would set up a stall and sell calligraphy on Ziyang Street every morning.

Shaggy will find itself too.

Nothing will happen.

Maybe, maybe.

Lu Mingfei thought.

Maybe he can also untie the barrier between boys and girls, not necessarily.

But no possibility.

Lu Mingfei recalled the last record in Changmao's materials.

It was a conversation between the head of the executive department and Chu Zihang about this person.

Minister: I noticed that you mentioned a person in your report. He was the first to identify Qianmian, and he also sneaked into the safe house alone. He provided decisive information for us to determine the specific location of the safe house later.

Chu Zihang: Well, his name is Chang Mao.

Minister: Very good, he has shown excellent observation and action skills, and is an excellent executive department commissioner.

Minister: However, I did not find the commissioner code-named Longhair on the action list. Did you make a mistake?

Chu Zihang: He is not a commissioner.

Minister: An unfamiliar mixed race?

Chu Zihang: He is not a mixed race.

Minister: Well, what do you mean?

Chu Zihang: He is an ordinary person.

Chu Zihang: No bloodline.

Chu Zihang: Not of mixed race.

Chu Zihang: An ordinary person.

About 2 minutes blank.

Minister: That's right.

After reading this section of the call record between the head of the executive department and Chu Zihang.

Lu Mingfei suddenly wanted to laugh.

Not disrespectful to the dead.

Mainly, mainly.

He was thinking.

Why does long hair have to be a mixed race?

Lu Mingfei thought that Norton was the only one who was arrogant.

After meeting Qianmian, he found out that he was the same.

Later, read this record.

Lu Mingfei finally understood.

No matter Qian Mian or the Minister of Executive Department.

A little bit alike.

What are ordinary people in their eyes?
Maybe nothing.

…………

Lu Mingfei did not return to the house he rented.

He went straight to the opposite building.

Under the shade of the trees at the door, the elders are playing chess.

Shouting, it's so lively.

Lu Mingfei passed by.

"Hey, Xiaolu!"

The landlady pointed at him with a cattail fan and smiled.

"Long time no see, what are you up to?"

"Something, you are playing chess."

Lu Mingfei smiled.He was about to go in when he was stopped by the uncle again.

"You, you went to the wrong door."

He pointed behind Lu Mingfei.

"Your room is over there."

"Nope."

Lu Mingfei said.

"I'm going to a friend's house to help pack things up."

"Hey, you have friends living here, Xiaolu."

The landlady looked up at the building. The sunflowers on the top floor hung their heads, listless and listless.

"Where do you live, what a coincidence, this building belongs to your uncle and me too."

"Just the attic."

Lu Mingfei also narrowed his eyes and looked up.

"The one that planted sunflowers."

He didn't know until now.

It turned out to be the man in the attic opposite.

It is long hair.

"attic?"

Uncle, what are you talking about.

It was the old man, who was happily drinking mineral water, who interrupted.

"Isn't it your nephew who lives there?"

Several old men laughed.

"It's just that you are being sentimental. It's not certain whether the young man recognizes you as uncle!"

"nephew!"

"Don't look at me, it's useless to stare, tell you, stare again, I'll keep this bottle for myself, let's see what you bring to that nephew!"

Lu Mingfei was stunned.

He didn't understand what the old men were saying.

The landlady's nephew.

Said to be a good-looking talent to Zhang Luo's blind date nephew.

Is it long hair?
"That, Xiaolu."

The uncle smiled embarrassedly.

"Don't listen to their nonsense, what kind of nephew is not a nephew."

"For me, I just think that the young man is nice and a good boy. It's a pity. I can help if I can."

"Nephew, hehe, just treat me as a fart, don't be serious."

Lu Mingfei twitched his lips and nodded.

He suddenly understood.

There are so many houses under the uncle's name.

Are you really thrifty to the point where you don’t even give up a plastic bottle?

Not so.

Now that I think about it, it seems that the uncle collected these plastic bottles for Long Mao.

Lu Mingfei thought of the sunflowers planted in plastic bottles outside the attic.

I also remembered that when he was renting a house that day, the uncle pointed his eyes triumphantly.

"Me, renting a house depends on this!"

"Good guys and bad guys, just look at them!"

Yes, yes.

Long-haired man, he lost his ID card a long time ago.

"That, Xiaolu."

Grandpa is listening.

"What about the young man, where have you been recently, do you know?"

"he……"

Lu Mingfei pursed his lips.

Laughed very hard.

"He got a job."

"There is a job!"

The uncle nodded repeatedly.

"That's good! That's good!"

Lu Mingfei dragged his feet into the building.

Go online level by level.

Insert the key, turn it, and the door opens.

The narrow room came into view.

This is where the longhair lives.

Lu Mingfei walked inside.

Pack up the relics, pack up the relics.

He opened the cabinet.

Stacked into a hill of tapes.

A large radio sits on a chipped wooden table.

There is also the function of playing tapes.

This is probably the most expensive piece of furniture in the room.

Lu Mingfei put in the tape and pressed play.

When the needle turns, there is a humming noise in the horn.

Lu Mingfei sat silently at the wooden table.

He heard a boy's voice.

"March [-]th, the weather is fine."

"Xiaoya, I saw you."

"You've changed a lot."

"I almost didn't recognize it."

The boy smiled slightly.

He continued.

"Do you still remember the love letter I wrote overnight after I made you angry?"

"I know the reality is cruel."

"Also know that life sucks."

"But I like you."

"Like is a person's thousands of troops to smash the lonely night, the lonely long street, the empty street, and fight thousands of miles, and then see you."

The boy smiled again.

"Look, how hypocritical."

"No way."

"Like it, just like it."

"I know, human beings are easy to forget."

"Love is just a fleeting spark, after a flash, it disappears."

"But ah."

"I want to have a love that lasts until death."

"I want to like someone and it will never change."

I "want to use thoughts as fire to trek through the cold and long night."

"Life is long."

The boy sighed deeply.

"How can I live without you."

"Snapped!"

Lu Mingfei silently pressed stop.

There are many more such tapes in the cabinet.

Don't listen.

Lu Mingfei knew that it was what boys said to girls.

He lowered his head and put his hands on the big tape recorder.

His face was deathly calm.

A figure in black armor appeared beside him.

The scarred hand rested on Lu Mingfei's shoulder.

"I won't despair."

Lu Mingfei said.

"because of you."

He looked up and looked at Yan Luo.

"But how sad should you be?"

For a moment, he seemed to have returned to a long, long time ago.

That was his first year after becoming a demon.

It was also the first year after the death of Junior Sister.

Lu Mingfei slaughtered a whole family of people.

He sits alone among the ruins.

It's a rare waking state.

Lu Mingfei began to recall.

Recalling his past with his junior sister and master.

After being enchanted, he has nothing but revenge.

The meaning of living is only memories.

Suddenly someone came towards him.

Lu Mingfei knew who it was.

little emperor.

By the way, he was just a general at that time.

Even if he is insane, no matter how strong his combat power is.

No one can really hide their tracks.

If there hadn't been a little emperor who had secretly dealt with this past year, Lu Mingfei, who was insane after being possessed by a demon, might have been besieged and killed already, how could he have survived to this day, let alone talking about revenge.

The little emperor sat down opposite him.

"Plum wine, drink some."

"Thanks."

Lu Mingfei took the wine bag thrown by him, and left five bright red fingerprints on it.

is blood.

"are you OK?"

"Can't die."

The little emperor seemed to have something to say, but in the end he decided to let it go. He just drank wine with Lu Mingfei, taking one sip after another.

After a long time.

"You should go."

Lu Mingfei said.

"I want to kill someone."

"Being obsessed."

The little emperor pondered for a long time.

"I have a method at hand, which can help you get rid of your inner demons, what do you think?"

"No need."

Lu Mingfei said.

"I haven't killed enough."

The little emperor looked straight into his eyes.

"Sir, he certainly doesn't want to see you like this."

Lu Mingfei knew that the gentleman mentioned by the little emperor was the master.

"Want to hear Mr.'s story?"

"Ah."

The little emperor looked into the distance, lost in memory.

"You know, in troubled times, human life is worthless."

"Fight and kill in the rivers and lakes."

"Today, a whole family of people were wiped out for a secret book."

"Tomorrow, I will kill you for the magic soldier."

"This is just treating people in the rivers and lakes who are also warriors."

"As for ordinary people who don't know martial arts."

The little emperor sneered.

"No one collects the body after death."

"But sir."

"He is different from all warriors."

"Mr. him."

The little emperor paused for a moment, showing a look of laughter or sarcasm.

"He will give money for meals."

"He stays here and doesn't kill people."

"I will also attack warriors for the people who don't know martial arts."

The little emperor shook his head.

"He's really different."

"I still remember what Mr. said."

"As long as there are skills, everyone can practice martial arts, who is more noble than whom?"

He looked at Lu Mingfei.

"Do you know why sir was hunted down?"

"Why?"

"Ah."

The little emperor laughed lightly.

"Because he taught martial arts to ordinary people."

"No screening."

"No gold or silver."

"There are no rules."

"As long as someone wants to learn, he will teach."

"Don't look at talent, don't look at aptitude, don't look at understanding."

"If you want to learn, he will teach."

"You may not understand."

The little emperor said with an inexplicable expression.

"But the truth is actually very simple."

"If everyone can practice martial arts."

"Then where did the martial artist come from?"

"Don't look at this sect or that sect in the Jianghu, it seems that there are many mountains, and it is very difficult to deal with."

"But they all stick to the rules of warriors."

"Recruiting disciples requires a threshold."

, "It's still the same reason."

"If everyone in the world can practice martial arts, and everyone is a martial artist, wouldn't they have to pay for their meals?"

"But, Brother Lu."

The little emperor said puzzled.

"Eat, give money."

"Stay here, don't kill people."

"Isn't this a matter of course?"

"Mister wants to change that."

"He failed."

The little emperor's eyes were burning.

"Then I'll come."

"I want this world, where everyone practices martial arts!"

"I'm going to pull down those guys who are so high up!"

"I want to fulfill my husband's last wish!"

"I want everyone to be like a dragon."

His words are sonorous and can shake mountains.

"Brother Lu."

asked the little emperor.

"Help me please?"

He got up and prostrated.

"Brother Lu, please help me."

In Lu Mingfei's eyes, clarity and chaos are intertwined, like two armies confronting each other, fighting vertically and horizontally.

Miraculously, the scarlet color receded and the clarity returned.

"You said, there is a method of killing gods?"

The little emperor was overjoyed.

"Exactly, it can help people cut out demons."

Gritting his teeth, he said again.

"Don't lie to Brother Lu, this method is very dangerous, it can be said that there are nine deaths..."

Lu Mingfei raised his hand to interrupt.

He calmly looked in the direction of Iron Stone Mountain.

"Death is death."

He said.

"But I will live."

"If this is the master's wish."

"This time."

He closed his eyes.

"I won't let him be an old man, let him down again."

…………

Attic room.

Lu Mingfei and Yan Luo sat opposite each other.

The reason is that he will not despair.

Just because when Lu Mingfei was in despair, there was Yan Luo.

His despair will be borne by Yan Luo alone.

And so it should be.

As a demon born after Lu Mingfei was completely desperate.

From a certain point of view.

He is the completely desperate Lu Mingfei.

The little emperor once wondered why Lu Mingfei still had the youthful heart he once had after more than twenty years of ups and downs.

The answer is actually quite simple.

Because of Yama.

Lu Mingfei walks in the sun, speaks nonsense, laughs and laughs all day long, like a big boy next door, people subconsciously want to rely on him, the kind that you get into trouble and have no choice but to go to him in the end, and he will The big brother type who rubs your hair and says "what the hell, just leave this little thing to me".

Yan Luo is different.

Yan Luo is lonely and desperate.

No one would want to approach him.

There was blood all over him.

own blood, and the blood of others.

Yan Luo in front of Lu Mingfei at this moment is just an illusion.

Visions that only he can see.

Hei Jia said nothing.

But his existence is to tell Lu Mingfei plainly.

You should leave your despair to me.

I know, I know.

He said to Yan Luo.

"That's right, let me think about it again."

"Remember that girl who saved enough money to go home and open a supermarket?"

Lu Mingfei twitched the corner of his mouth.

"She died too."

"Longhair too."

"Thousand Faces."

"Hybrid."

Lu Mingfei smiled.

"I'm thinking, Yan Luo."

"Tell me, if Changmao has martial arts."

"Will he still die?"

"If that girl also learned martial arts."

"Will she still die?"

"If only ordinary people could practice martial arts."

"Half-breed, dragon."

"Why are they so superior?"

Lu Mingfei's eyes became brighter and brighter.

"So, I want the world to deploy martial arts."

"Everyone is like a dragon."

Lu Mingfei laughed again.

"Do not."

"It's everyone slaying the dragon."

…………

hospital, ward.

The doctors and nurses watched the girl nervously.

Half an hour ago, she had been working on the drawing board with a pen.

Finally, the girl stopped.

They looked carefully.

On the drawing board is a blue sea.

And the red-roofed cabins by the sea.

Strangely, on the beach next to the cabin, there are footprints extending into the distance.

Two strings of footprints.

The girl laughed quietly.

"I want to open a store."

"Any store."

"Just with..."

"and……"

She's stuck.

Tears fell down.

The girl asked the doctor blankly.

she says.

"Can one person open a shop?"

…………

"name?"

"No need to engrave."

"What about the date of birth?"

"No need."

"You wordless stele!"

"almost."

Lu Mingfei pointed to his head and said with a smile.

"The words on the stele are all here."

Lu Mingfei put down sunflowers in front of Changmao's grave.

He and Chu Zihang stared at the wordless tombstone.

It's raining.

Chu Zihang opened the umbrella.

"Thank you, senior."

Lu Mingfei said.

"no need."

Chu Zihang nodded.

They walked back in the rain.

"By the way, Senior Chu."

"Say something."

Lu Mingfei smiled warmly.

"Learn martial arts with me!"

"Practice martial arts?"

Chu Zihang frowned.

Before he refused, Lu Mingfei moved closer and whispered in Chu Zihang's ear.

"If you don't practice martial arts, you will die."

…………

This is an important and special day.

Not because tomorrow is the college entrance examination.

It's because the kendo class of the Children's Palace officially changed its name today.

All the students have come.

There are even some new faces.

Like a boy with an expressionless face.

When Teacher Wang saw Chu Zihang, his mood was extremely complicated.

They were teachers and students a year ago.

Now it's my brother.

Life is so fickle.

Shaking his head, he found Lu Mingfei and confirmed the procedure of the ceremony with him.

At the door, there used to be a signboard for the kendo class, but now it is covered with a red cloth, and when the ceremony begins, Lu Mingfei will unveil it himself.

"Okay, okay, I see."

Lu Mingfei clicked to cast.

Suddenly his eyes lit up.

"Doudou, this way, this way!"

He greeted.

At the end of the corridor, a little girl in red was walking towards him with bold steps.

The little girl was carrying a big schoolbag, swaying every step, and blinking her big black eyes, looking around, eyes full of curiosity.

Hearing the familiar voice, the little girl turned her head, and when she saw Lu Mingfei, her chubby face burst into a smile, and she ran over thumping, almost kicking her little shoes off.

"Big brother!"

Doudou called him excitedly.

Lu Mingfei squatted down.

"I'll take you to play in the Children's Palace when my brother finishes his work, okay?"

"Ok!"

Doudou nodded vigorously.

The little man seemed to suddenly remember something.

I saw her put down her schoolbag in a hurry, and took things out.

Lu Mingfei was surprised at first, and then suddenly understood.

He remembered that Doudou had said not long ago that he had a gift for himself.

Probably an earthworm...

He thought dumbfoundingly.

But the next second, he was stunned.

"Clang!"

Doudou held up the gift.

"Flower!"

"Beautiful flower!"

"It's Doudou exchanging the earthworms he dug out with his good brother for Huahua!"

Lu Mingfei looked at the sunflowers planted in plastic bottles.

My heart felt empty, as if a piece was missing.

"Did you change it with a good brother?"

"Yes!"

Doudou smiled softly.

"Good brother!"

Lu Mingfei just laughed.

Tears pattered down.

"A good brother, yes, a good brother!"

"He is a good man!"

"Whoever dares to say it's not me will kill him!"

Doudou scratched her fleshy face, the little man panicked.

"Brother don't cry, brother don't cry!"

In her haste, she picked up the sunflower.

"Huahua will protect you!"

Lu Mingfei burst out laughing.

"Yeah yeah."

"Huahua will protect me!"

"Huahua will protect me!"

He kept wiping his tears away.

Someone handed tissues.

"Thank you, senior."

Lu Mingfei said sullenly.

"Ah."

Chu Zihang patted him on the shoulder.

"Brother me."

Lu Mingfei took the sunflower with both hands.

Take a long breath.

He said to Doudou.

"Stop crying."

Doudou's worried appearance suddenly changed from cloudy to sunny, revealing a big smiling face. A child's smile seems to be contagious, making people feel better when they see it, and they also laughed along with them.

"Doudou, can you do me a favor?"

"Good!"

This is a day destined to be remembered in history.

Lu Mingfei picked up Doudou.

The little girl grabbed the red cloth with both hands and pulled it down.

She turned a page in history like this.

A new chapter begins to be written.

Heroes, gallantry, dreams, struggles, burning youth, the highest honor.

as well as.

martial arts.

Chu Zihang, a guest photographer, captured this scene.

In the photo, Doudou's little fleshy face is smiling brightly.

Lu Mingfei who was holding her raised his head.

Staring at the new name of the martial arts class.

It is.

"Kyushu"

PS: Six thousand words, written until eleven o'clock.

This volume is over.

is a complete story.

Maybe there will be a final testimonial at noon tomorrow, maybe not.

The text will be updated at [-]:[-] tomorrow night.

Currently adding more cards: 20
　PS: Six thousand words, written until eleven o'clock.

　　This volume is over.

　　is a complete story.

　　Maybe there will be a final testimonial at noon tomorrow, maybe not.

　　The text will be updated at [-]:[-] tomorrow night.

　　Currently adding more cards: 20
　　
　
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