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Ahun felt that he should explain again.

So he said: "But the young master didn't accept any of them."

Lu Zhui still supported his cheek with one hand and looked at him with a smile: "Yeah."

Ah Hun fully diverged his thoughts, and added: "Not only did he fail to collect, but he also beaten them all."

Lu Chai said lazily: "Your young master, a big man, beats an unarmed girl?"

Ahun: "..."

Ahun said: "I remembered wrong."

Ahun said again: "No fight, no fight."

Ahun choked: "I really didn't fight."

Ahun burst into tears: "I really don't know anything."

Lu Chai let out a "pouch" laugh: "Talk to the business."

Ah Hun's teary eyes whirling, there is still business?

Lu Zhui spread out a map on the table: "Come here and take a look, are you familiar with the trend of these tomb passages?"

A Hun wiped his face indiscriminately with his sleeve, and hurriedly leaned over, and saw that there were about 17 or eight secret passages of tombs painted on the picture. The entrance was the Red Lotus Hall, criss-crossed, and the layout looked strange and familiar.

Fearing to make a mistake, he carefully confirmed it again, and then firmly said: "Some are right, some are not."

"Which is wrong, is the trend wrong, or is there no such way?" Lu asked.

Ah Hun pointed to the map to show him: "There is no such thing. I have never seen anything like this. It should be a wall."

Lu Chai nodded: "Thank you."

"Just ask this?" Ah Hun looked at him cautiously, and said, "If the son wants a map near the Red Lotus Hall, I can also draw it, but... it may not be accurate."

"No need." Lu Chai said, "Go back and rest, it's too early."

"When does the young master plan to reply to the young master?" When he left the house, Ahun asked again, "I was so early to go home."

Lu Chai shook his head: "I will return to Mingyue Tomb with you."

"Really?" Ahun was surprised at first, and then worried, "Aunt Aunt..."

"I have a sense of measure." Lu Chau smiled, "Go."

Ah Hun agreed, feeling very happy in his heart. After all, if one more person goes back, the less master will have an extra helper, and the odds of winning will be a little bit more.

Lu Zhui watched him leave all the way, but he did not go back to the bedroom to rest. Instead, he made a pot of tea and leaned on the recliner in the courtyard alone, looking thoughtfully at the stars in the sky, not knowing what he was thinking.

The breeze came slowly, messing up his hair and wearing white clothes, and his beautiful eyes were full of stars, gentle and tranquil like lake water, and shining with beautiful light.

Lu Wuming looked at him outside the door, and he couldn't help but think of the situation many years ago. At that time, his son was very young, his hands and feet were soft, he laughed and he lacked teeth in his mouth. When he fell asleep in the moonlight, he seemed to have eyelashes. It is also shining.

And now that he has grown up, he has become the same as his original expectation. He is full of literary talents, and his martial arts is also superb. Half of his personality is as cheerful and easy-going as his mother, and the other half is like himself, stubborn and stubborn. Once identified, he will never Looking back, I don't know if this is good or bad.

Lu Zhui sat up: "Father."

"Why slept in the courtyard?" Lu Wuming walked in, "Go back to the room soon."

Lu Zhui said, "I have something to tell Dad."

Lu Wuming asked, "What do you want to say?"

Lu Zhui said, "Father promise me first."

Lu Wuming smiled and shook his head: "Don't even think about scolding me, just tell me first."

Lu Chai said, "I want to go to Mingyue Tomb."

Lu Wuming smiled stiffly, his expression darkened as expected, "What?"

Lu Zhui said: "My poison has been solved seven or eighty-eight, and Ye Gu said that as long as he returns to Riyue Villa in March, he does not have to live here every day. I want to find him."

Speaking too bluntly, Lu Wuming laughed angrily by him: "Don't even make up an excuse?"

Lu Zhui hugged his knees and curled his lips: "I won't believe it if I make up."

Lu Wuming said, "You are not allowed to go."

Lu Zhui said, "I like him."

Lu Wuming slapped his hand when he raised his hand. Of course, he was just acting like a slap, nothing to do with his son. If he wanted to fight, he would also slap Xiao Lan.

Lu Zhui continued: "If he has three long and two short, then I won't live anymore."

Lu Wuming's eyes turned black: "Where did you learn these?"

Lu Chai chuckled, "Master Wen."

Lu Wuming couldn't laugh or cry, and was angry, why didn't that great Chu's number one talent teach any good? This is nothing.

Lu Zhui accepted a smile and said seriously: "Father, you promise me."

Lu Wuming frowned and looked at him.

Lu Zhui's eyes didn't flicker. He also thought about whether to discuss an excuse with Ye Jin, but now he feels that everything is unnecessary.

Not wanting the person you love to be alone in danger is the most reasonable thing in this world, and there is no need to try to find the so-called reason.

Lu Wuming stepped back: "I can't let go of it, dad will go for you."

Lu Zhui said, "I want to see him."

Lu Wuming said: "The same with two eyes and one mouth. There is nothing special about it. It's worth seeing for yourself." His mouth was disgusting, but he felt helpless in his heart. He also anticipated the result of this matter, and it must be his own. compromise. In the end, there was only one exhort, saying that the mother was still waiting for him on the island, so don't do anything willful.

Lu Zhui breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you, father."

Lu Wuming just wanted to sigh. He would rather hope that Xiao Lan is a gangster or rogue, so that he can be more assertive when he hits, instead of just letting his son go.

Since I have decided to leave, it is meaningless to delay for three days and five days. Lu Wuming could quite figure it out on this point. After discussing with Ye Jin in the early morning of the next day, he soon prepared the carriage and dry food, and took Lu Zhui to bid farewell to the owner and his wife Shen Zhuang, and invited them to visit the island if they had free time in the future.

Madam Shen liked Lu Chai very much, and she was reluctant to bear Yue Dadao. When she left, she was dragged into the room. She didn't know what to send. A Liu asked curiously all the way, but couldn't get an answer. Instead, she was chased and beaten. After a meal, wailing.

With twists and turns on the mountain road, Lu Zhui leaned against the carriage, looking at the lush and beautiful scenery outside. Even though the road was bumpy, when he thought of Xiao Lan at the end of the road, he only felt joy in his heart. There was no exhaustion and fatigue, and the sourness on the way. The wild fruits are also delicious, and the delicacies of mountains and seas are not changed.

Lu Wuming looked upset.

And in the tomb of Mingyue, Xiao Lan turned the mechanism and sealed the tomb of Mrs. Bai Yu again. The huge stone gate crashed down, and the air was filled with fine dust. After everything was quiet, it seemed like it had never been intruded by outsiders.

He turned and went deep into the tomb.

Aunt Gui was still leaning against the soft couch and napping, wrapped in a thick blanket, motionless. Hearing his footsteps, he just raised his head and said, "Lan'er is here."

Xiao Lan asked, "Aunt is uncomfortable?"

"It's all old problems." Aunt Ghost sat up, "What's the matter with me?"

Xiao Lan said: "It is related to the black spider."

Aunt Gui motioned him to continue.

Xiao Lan said: "He raises red spot worms in the tomb, does my aunt know?"

Aunt Gui frowned upon hearing this: "Red spot corpse?"

Xiao Lan said, "Tens of thousands, all in the Lingyun Hall."

"Bastard!" Aunt Gui stood up and said, "Take me to see first."

Xiao Lan turned sideways slightly, and the corners of his mouth raised: "Auntie, don't have to be angry when you see it later. If there is a black spider, if something is wrong, it will be handed over to Lan'er for training."

Aunt Gui cursed secretly and hurried to Lingyun Palace.

On the other side of the mountain road, Ah Liu waved his horse whip, blowing a small tune in his mouth, and hurried forward with billowing dust. The horses driving this time are all good horses, and Lu Zhui's heart is like a sharp arrow, and the road is almost half a day without delay. In this way, under the scorching sun and storm, the time to reach the Mingyue Tomb was three days shorter than expected.

Returning to the old place, Lu Wuming rolled over and got off his horse, looking at the entrance of the silent and dark tomb from a distance, his mind was full of thoughts, and he didn't say a word for a long time.

Lu Chai stood beside him: "Father."

"Compared with before, it seems to be more gloomy here." Lu Wuming sighed, "He is sinking, it seems to be exhausted."

Lu Zhui said, "Anyway, I'll go in and have a look tonight."

Lu Wuming asked, "How do you get in?"

Lu Zhui replied, "Sleep in alone."

Lu Wuming was displeased: "You don't have to say the word'a person' so sonorously." You Lao Tzu, I still don't have a hard-earned ear, and I'm not so dull that I can't figure out the little nine in your heart.

Lu Zhui coughed twice and sent Ah Liu to get some shovel.

Ahun looked at the people very worriedly. There are many institutions in Mingyue's tomb. How many people can't get in if they want to break in. Why can they still roughly excavate with a shovel? If this is a little careless, the poisonous mist is filled with thousands of arrows. The gods cannot escape.

Ah Liu didn't have time to talk to him. Dad said he wanted to dig, so just dig, and he couldn't understand if he asked too much. He was born with supernatural power. At this time, in front of his daughter-in-law, he naturally wanted to show off more. After rolling up his sleeves high, he brushed the shovel down like flying, and the sun hadn’t set, so he dug one out in the back mountain. Cylindrical pit.

"It's almost there." Lu Chai stepped forward.

Lu Wuming stopped him: "What are you going to do?"

Lu Zhui said, "Look for a secret path."

After studying the formation method for many days in Riyue Villa, he calculated that there were more than a few tomb passages near the Red Lotus Hall, so he wanted to try it on the back mountain first. After jumping out of the deep pit, Lu Chai first squeezed each pit wall with his palm, and the small internal force poured into the soil, only one spot could detect the tremor returning, as if a wind broke in the air.

Lu Chai turned his head and looked at Lu Wuming, then emphasized again: "I will go alone."

Lu Wuming: "..."

Promising.

In the Red Lotus Hall, Xiao Lan was in no mood for dinner either. He sat at the table, focused on the seven or eight red spotted corpses in the plate, shaking the powder in his hand.

A strange breath filled the air. It was not only the decay and dampness in the tomb, but also a smell that seemed to come from a corpse if there was nothing. It was not a foul smell, but it was even more creepy and uncomfortable.

Xiao Lan covered his mouth and nose with a piece of white silk. Just when he wanted to go out to breathe, there was a sound under the table, like a small animal punching a hole.

...

Lu Xiuhuan was overjoyed and pushed a stone slab away from the top of his head.

A shining long sword lay on the side of his neck.

Lu Chai looked up at him, his hair was disheveled and his face was covered with dirt.

Xiao Lan felt that she had hallucinations 80%.

At the next moment, I felt that it might be another strategy of Aunt Gui to test whether he really lost his memory. After all, other than that, it is unlikely that anyone will be able to dig out a hole in the tomb of Mingyue-this is too far-fetched.

So he continued to be expressionless, looking coldly at the small pit under his feet and the dirty people in the pit.