This world of practice is not normal

Chapter 68 The Weird Lu Changsheng

Before the set of arguments prepared by Lu Chuan came into use, the village chief had already talked about his father, which was a good start.

His home was in a mess, so the village head welcomed him back to his home. It was time for dinner, so the old man asked the family to prepare two more dishes, and invited Lu Chuan to sit down and chat while eating.

Lu Chuan took out a bunch of food and pastries prepared in advance from the storage ring and gave them to the village head, who asked the village head to distribute them to everyone in the village on his behalf.

The two politely gave way for a few rounds before the village chief accepted the gift, and repeatedly told Lu Chuan not to bring so many things next time.

After eating at the dinner table for a while, Lu Chuan found an opportunity to talk to the village chief, and took Lu Hu's childhood memories as his own.

"Grandpa, is my father a practitioner too? When I met Huzi a few days ago, I told him about my parents. I have very little impression of them. I only remember that my father has a recliner to lie on. In the yard, my mother is busy doing housework."

"Your father did practice when he was young. At that time, Qinghui Xianzong took a fancy to his talent and took him into the mountain gate. Who knew that he had only practiced for a few years, and suddenly he returned to the village one day, saying that he had Withdrew from the Qinghui Immortal Sect, but it made me very angry."

Lu Chuan was startled. The village head said that he had learned about the Qinghui Xianzong in "A Brief Introduction to Beining City". .

He said "What happened next?" and asked the village head to continue telling the story.

In the eyes of the old village chief, Lu Changsheng is a very strange person. It is strange to change his name to Changsheng, it is also strange to withdraw from Qinghui Mountain voluntarily, and it is also strange to always lie lazily on the deck chair after returning to the village.

It is even more strange that such a strange person can still marry a wife.

The village chief didn't know the origin of Lu Lin's family either. He only knew that one day Lu Changsheng rarely left his beloved recliner for a trip. When he came back, he brought back an injured girl. Not long after, the two announced their marriage.

After the two got married, they still lived an ordinary life in the village. Lu Changsheng didn't hunt or farm, but he knew Fengshui, could tell fortunes, and taught the children in the village how to read and write. I still have some money on me, and I live a carefree life.

It didn't take long for Lu Linshi to conceive Lu Chuan, and then gave birth smoothly. When Lu Chuan was born less than one year old, the gods of Qinghui Xianzong came to congratulate him.

The family lived well in the village until Lu Chuan was four years old, when Lu Changsheng and Lu Linshi died of illness unexpectedly.

Not long after Lu Changsheng and Lu Lin's death, someone from the Qinghui Immortal Sect also came, and after the worship, they left some primordial stones for Xiao Luchuan.

When the village chief talked about this paragraph, his expression became vague, and Lu Chuan also wisely didn’t ask where the belongings left behind went. An orphan who lost his parents and brought a huge inheritance, he can grow up in the village safely. It's lucky.

Ever since he knew that Lu Changsheng was a time traveler, Lu Chuan has always been puzzled. Why did he close his eyes and not find anything with vitality in his home when he first time traveled.

Now he also has the answer in his heart, even if there is any treasure, it must have been divided up by the people in the village long ago.

But these things are not important anymore. After he figured out his life experience, he basically cut off contact with Lujiacun in the future.

I haven't experienced or inherited the memory of the original owner's experience in the past ten years, but at this moment, it seems to be listening to someone else's story.

"Grandpa, did my father and mother really die of illness? My impression is that although my father is lazy, he has always been in good health, and he is a practitioner, so why did he die of illness?"

Lu Chuan is not surprised that Lu Changsheng is a practitioner. It is strange that he did not practice after time travel. What he is more curious about now is the cause of Lu Changsheng's death.

The village chief didn't hesitate when he mentioned that Qinghui Xianzong left property to Lu Chuan, but now he hesitated, as if he was considering whether to tell Lu Chuan.

"Your father did not die of illness. He was lying on the couch at that time. Many people in the village saw him. He was punished by heaven." The village chief said in a heavy tone.

Ok?What the hell is Tianzhu?There doesn't seem to be any saying about crossing the catastrophe in this world, right?

"How many times have I told him, Chang Changsheng, he can call such a big name? But he didn't listen. At that time, many people saw it. Suddenly, a thunderbolt fell in the blue sky, and your father lost his soul on the spot."

No way, even if it is a robbery, no one will lie on a recliner, right?
And what does it mean that a thunder has lost its soul, shouldn't it be burnt or something?
Besides, I've seen that reclining chair before. It was placed in Lu Changsheng's room after time travelling. A thunderbolt can't even break the reclining chair?The thunder that splits consciousness?
"But I remember that when my father was buried, his body was in good condition."

Lu Chuan didn't inherit the memory at all, so he can only boldly guess that Lu Changsheng's body was intact but his consciousness was annihilated after being struck by lightning, otherwise it would be impossible to explain that the reclining chair was not damaged at all.

"Why don't you call it Tianzhu? At that time, his body was still hot, and his soul was gone. We didn't believe it at the time. It took a lot of time to confirm that your father really left.

Your mother was not in good health. After your father left, he was probably overly worried and died of illness. He vomited a lot of blood when he left. Your Uncle Yan invited a doctor from Beining City but failed to save anyone. "

Lu Chuan could probably imagine the scene at that time in his mind. The death method of Tianzhu is obviously more like being attacked by a long-range magic technique, and the opponent may be far stronger than Lu Changsheng at that time.

If this is the case, perhaps the only legacy Lu Changsheng left for himself is an enemy with terrifying strength who can take people's lives from afar.

But such a story is obviously unreasonable. What kind of enemy would spare Lu Changsheng's wife and children after easily killing him? Are they going to wait for them to come to him for revenge?
Lu Chuan ate and chatted with the village head, time passed quickly, and his purpose of coming to Lujia Village today was basically achieved. The village head knew many small things, but they didn't help Lu Chuan much.

His parents were two strange people in the village. Even the village head didn't know Lu Chuan's mother's name, and he only called her Xiao Lin when they met on weekdays.

And Lu Yan, who might know about it, went to Beining City with other villagers today, planning to buy some things for the village with the money given by Lu Chuan, which happened to be staggered with Lu Chuan.

After Lu Chuan finished his meal, he was going back to his home to see if there were any clues about the original owner or his parents, and then he could rush back to Beining City.

His dilapidated house had been burned, and it seemed that someone had searched for it. It was such a mess that he didn't know where to find it.

Lu Chuan's own room was the most severely burned. Even the outer walls of the room, which was empty, were smashed, and the bed and cabinet were burned to ashes.

He walked into Lu Changsheng's room, which also had obvious signs of being burned. The cabinet was turned over in a mess and fell to the ground, and the spirit cards of Lu Changsheng and Lu Lin's were also knocked over.

Lu Chuan picked up the spirit cards of the two, dusted off the dust on the cards, and put them back on the altar. After thinking about it, he took out some pastries from the storage ring and put them on the table. It's a thought.

He looked around the entire room and didn't see anything of value, but a folded recliner was randomly thrown on the cabinet on the ground, and it looked like it had been burned.

Lu Chuan was a little curious. Could this be Lu Changsheng's "artifact" reclining chair with "Tianzhu" lying on it?

The recliner looked dirty, but it didn't seem to be broken. Lu Chuan opened it with a snap, and the recliner stood firmly on the ground.

Something was wrong, after more than ten years, it was burned and beaten, other furniture was broken, but this recliner just became dirty, this is the biggest thing wrong.

So he took out a clean cloth from the storage ring and dusted off the ash on the recliner, carefully sat down on the recliner, and found that the recliner was extremely comfortable to sit on, making one involuntarily want to lie on it.

As soon as his head touched the reclining chair, the vitality in his body vibrated uncontrollably. He was shocked and wanted to get up from the reclining chair, but a voice came from his mind:
"Today I~ watched the snow drift by in the cold night~ I drifted into the distance with a cooled heart~"

(End of this chapter)