When Lu Qian heard her mention Nangong Xue, he immediately thought of her "corpse scars" today. If someone pays attention, finds evidence, and spreads the matter, he will not only lose his head, but he is afraid that his life will be lost. However, the real murderer of the Kongtong head can be completely pushed. He said in a trembling voice: "Miss Chu, you have been staying in the forest when you dig a trap, what have you seen?"

The more Chu Menglin saw him, the more she became more playful. She pretended to think hard, and made him anxious. She smiled and said, "If I was in a good mood, I would see him. If I was in a bad mood, I would not see him. Who can tell me?" In fact, after digging a trap early, she returned to the cave to wait. As for how the leader of Kongtong tricked He Zhengxian and how he was hanging him on the top of the tree, all of them were unaware of it. This mysterious thing was just to spend Lu Qian. Lu Qian believed it to be true and begged: "Good sister, good sister, how can you be in a good mood?"

Chu Menglin said, "I have a good idea, but no one appreciates it, and no one praises me. Of course I am in a bad mood." Lu Qian said, "That's not easy? I'll praise you!" He rolled up his sleeves and said, "You know astronomy and geography, you are well-versed in the past and the present, have a lot of knowledge and are extremely smart..."

Boss Chu Menglin was impatient and shouted, "Stop, I want you to praise people, and I will praise them a few words. I will flatter you from the tip of my tongue, and I will flatter you from everyone, without any sincerity. I--" When she listened to Jiang Liechen talking about the situation, she criticized the pros and cons, and pointedly spoke incisively, imitating his tone, trying to make him understand that he is not a stupid girl with long hair and short knowledge, but he likes to ignore it, and said, "Young Master, you also say a few nice words, and praise the girl happily. I have a lot of them. Can I stop fighting with you?"

Lu Qian hurriedly turned his eyes to Jiang Liechen, as if he was hoping that he would put down his figure, and also praised Chu Menglin for saying "It is well-informed and well-known, and it is smart."

Jiang Liechen never gave a reward to Chu Menglin. He said as soon as he opened his mouth: "Talking about war on paper is full of nonsense. Master Lu, it is better to begging for yourself than asking others. I advise you not to ask for some unnecessary testimonies. Experts cannot tolerate chess aside. If necessary, abandon the soldiers and protect the car. It is both wise to be the best. If the old Taoist Kongtong really gets rid of you at this time, he can not only accept the Kunlun faction, expand his power, and rebuild his reputation in the martial arts world. He is not a fuel-efficient lamp."

Although Lu Qian often boasted that he seemed brave and fearless and put life and death aside, he was always most afraid of death and begged: "I ask Young Master Jiang to give me some advice to the villain."

Ji Qiannian saw that Jiang Liechen was dissatisfied with Chu Menglin's actions, and said wisely: "President Lu, Miss Chu is doing fake moves. I will work hard to accompany you to the sword discussion forest. After regaining the secret book, I will give it to me. I will not disappoint Master Jiang. So let's go?" He looked at Jiang Liechen in a look of his eyes, wanting him to keep him. Jiang Liechen said coldly: "You should have left long ago." Chu Menglin sneered: "You should have left," "The gongs and drums listen to the sounds, and you will send her off." Ji Qiannian understood that she was talking sarcastic and sarcastic, so she consciously left the room first.

Let’s just say that Ji Qiannian and Lu Qian left the inn, first bent into the blacksmith shop, bought a few blunt weapons, and then did not delay the slaughter, and searched for mule carts all over the city. However, in the time, the war was in chaos, and it was even more said that “the sky was high and the emperor was far away”. Local officials often refused to obey orders and secretly bullied the people in the country. Bandits appeared in the wilderness and thieves were rampant, and merchants often traveled in groups. When the coachman in the city heard that they were going, he would rather not have the money than bet on the risk of losing money to do this business. The two of them searched everywhere but had to settle for the second best and bought a horse to ride together.

When Lu Qian came, he was full of thoughts and was not panicked. At this moment, he was like an arrow and wanted to fly straight to the sword forest. He rarely spoke along the way. Ji Qiannian was sometimes bored and asked him to joke, and he always passed by with sporadic sentences. He arrived in the forest in the middle of the night, but fortunately there was no one. The heroes had already left all the time, and the sky was covered with clouds. The summer weather was the most changeable, and it seemed that there was a heavy rain about it.

Lu Qian had a ghost in his heart, and saw ghost shadows all over his eyes, branches were like tentacles with rugged bones, wind blowing the leaves, rustling sounds mixed with unknown birds and birds singing, and even more like ghosts and wolf howling. It took him a while to find the mark on the tree, which was a sign when digging a trap. Lu Qian knelt on the ground, kowtowed with pious words, and said: "The Heavenly Lord is great and compassionate, helps all the underworld. The ten directions are subtle, the talisman is a talisman, the talisman is a blessing, the three paths of suffering, the blood lake courtyard, and the soul is stagnant..." This is the Taoist prayer scripture for the dead.

Ji Qiannian couldn't help but urged: "President Lu, move faster. If you delay for a while, it will be dawn!" Lu Qian continued to cry and said: "...Sword tree, sword, sword, and the mountain is turned into a flower garden. I forgive all kinds of sins and get rid of them. I will be reborn in the long night. Unworthy disciple Lu Qian Gongsong... Although my uncle was not killed by me, I always died because of my life. When several masters were alive, I was not filial and damaged his body after my uncle passed away! I am really the most unruly disciple!"

Ji Qiannian said disdainfully: "Okay, are you singing enough? It's so affectionate and righteous. Your uncle has stabbed you with a sword and pierced your heart, but it's not enough to hurt you? Now we are just cremation and refining his body and transforming bones for him."

Lu Qian stood up, pulled Ji Qiannian aside, and lowered his voice and said, "Speak softly, in front of my uncle, I always have to do my best on the surface, so that he will not disperse his resentful spirits in the future and will be entangled in me again. It is better to believe that the saying of the wronged soul is not trusted than that of the non-existence." Ji Qiannian took a few steps away and turned his gaze and said, "I have said it so hard that I am furious, and I don't want to be confused with him. You dug it yourself." Without listening to Lu Qian's answer, he could only hear the sound of pickaxes.

I don’t know how long it took, but I felt the wind blowing cold and the body was chilly. Some light appeared in the sky, but it was still dark gray. Then a shiny thunder broke through the sky, and a thunder exploded on the flat ground, which made the sky and the earth seem to be trembling. Lu Qian exclaimed with the thunder. Ji Qiannian was half annoyed and half funny: "President Lu, are you still a man? Why do you scream in fear just by thunder? See clearly, it’s just a lightning, it’s not your uncle who shows off his spirit and gets angry, and thunder strikes you."

After waiting for no response, he said angrily: "Did you hear me speak?" He saw Lu Qian's eyes were dull, and he looked along his gaze. Another lightning flashed, reflecting several blood-stained pickets in the trap clearly, which looked like some fangs of gnawing people. In this atmosphere, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous and asked: "Where is your uncle? Not a zombie?"

Lu Qian said, "I...I don't know, I only dug this." Ji Qiannian noticed that he was holding a clay pot in his hand. The surface was extremely broken and the vermilion lacquer was peeling off. I don't know when it was an old utensil from the age. He wanted to say some relaxing words to adjust the atmosphere. He smiled and said, "What is this? The demons may not be sealed inside..." Lu Qian did not answer, and handed her a wrinkled piece of paper. Ji Qiannian took it and opened it, and wrote: "Shao'an, Master Lu, I present He Zhengxian's ashes here now, so there is no need to thank him for his kindness." Qi said, "Who is so kind? Can you recognize the handwriting?"

Lu Qian shook his head and said, "I have never had any letters with anyone, and I am not familiar with handwriting." Ji Qiannian said, "That's okay. No matter what, this person always helps you a lot, and you can breathe a sigh of relief." Lu Qian smiled bitterly and said, "As long as you are not helping you, that's great. I feel that there is conspiracy and malice in it..." Ji Qiannian said, "As soon as you see you have done too much, and you often think about harming others, you think others are coming to harm you."

Lu Qian said: "No, it was my uncle who buried himself, but someone later acted like this. Including me that night, there were only Xueer, Menglin, and the old thief Kongtong, so I might as well exclude them one by one. Of course, I wouldn't leave a letter to myself. Menglin... If she didn't have this time, Xueer would be even more impossible. The old thief Kongtong is left. Now that I am an abandoned son, I don't believe he will help me."

Ji Qiannian comforted, "It may not be either, but there are others." Lu Qian said, "That's even more terrible. Think about it, he knew about this but did not expose it, and destroyed the handle used to restrain me. How can there be no compensation for help in the world? But he did not give much conditions... I am in the open, he is in the dark, and I cannot be guarded. What should I do?"

Ji Qiannian shrugged and said, "Don't ask me, I'm just a show-watching person at best, you can make your own decision." Lu Qian clenched his fist with one hand and kept knocking his head. Ji Qiannian was unwilling to be left aside, and said, "When thinking about it from another angle, isn't this a good thing? No matter how terrible the body is, it's all a handful of ashes when burned, you can bring this clay pot to Kunlun for burial, which may make the man unable to calm down and act."

Lu Qian nodded lightly and said, "I can't say that, I can only listen to you. I will start back to Kunlun with my disciples." Ji Qiannian smiled and said, "You always want to be the king, but you can't make any decisions and rely on others." Lu Qian smiled awkwardly, and Ji Qiannian said, "This matter is over, so let's say goodbye. I want to go to the palace to see Concubine Yun. I wish you good luck."

Lu Qian said anxiously: "You...don't you accompany me to Kunlun? Didn't you say..." Ji Qiannian smiled and said, "I just said to accompany you to the Sword Forum. Isn't this just trusting me? Can't stay with you? What's that like?" Lu Qian was full of awe of Ji Qiannian at first. After spending half a day together, she felt that she was easy-going and humorous in her conversation, and she was not as tricky as Chu Menglin. She also felt that she was very fond of her heart. She was about to separate, but she was reluctant to leave, and said stutteringly: "But... want me alone? I'm afraid..."

Ji Qiannian smiled and said, "The soldiers come and the generals block it, and the water comes and the soil comes and cover it. What's the point of being afraid of? You are so unpromising, Chu Menglin will not be able to afford it. Then again, how are you doing? How effective are the medicine I gave you?"

Lu Qian sighed, "I also believe that the medicine has 'remarkable results', but she didn't take it at all, and the Daluo Jindan didn't work. Look at her look of bitterness and deep hatred just now, and she was deliberately saying those words to let Master Yun kill me." Ji Qiannianqi said, "Why didn't you accept it? Could it be that you were anxious to take it first? Alas, stupid, the fire is burning even more vigorously and lacks dry firewood, but it still can't be burned."

Lu Qian said, "You think I don't know how to use reason? I was about to make tea for her that day, but my uncle suddenly came out halfway, and the matter was left in vain. Then he took me to the Chenxiangyuan to meet his old lady Ruhua..." Ji Qiannian smiled and said, "What a frivolous debt. I don't know He Zhengxian anyway, so I won't cry at his funeral. You're slow, so that horse will be left for you!" After saying that, his dress flew up and flew away.

Lu Qian was stunned and blurted out, "Captain Ji!Captain Ji? Qiannian..." But he could see Ji Qiannian's shadow? Mu Li learned from his mistakes for a while, tied the clay pot around his waist and rode his horse back to the city. He didn't like Ji Qiannian for a long time, but he was worried and could always get better after two people were carrying him. It suddenly started to rain heavily on the way. Lu Qian had no place to shelter and was soaked in a drool.

When the sky was not clear in the city, he had a hot potato in his arms, and did not dare to snatch the door and shouted, and fell asleep randomly in the corner. He was pressing his heavy worries, and he couldn't sleep well. He had just dreamed of the charm of the 3,000 beauties in the harem. He saw the uncle standing in front of him with blood on his face and said straight: "You killed me and you want you to pay for your life!" He wanted to shout: "I didn't kill you! It wasn't me who killed me!" But he couldn't make a sound in his throat. Then the uncle's hands turned into bones and strangled his neck tightly. When he was almost in a stalemate, he kicked him on his waist and cursed: "Get away, blocking the uncle's way, do you have no money to stay in the inn? I..." When Lu Qian looked up, he felt that the man looked familiar and couldn't remember it for a moment. The man said first: "It turns out to be Uncle Lu! Please forgive my nephew for being rude!"

Lu Qian asked, "Who are you?" The man smiled and said, "I am Liang Yue of the Diancang Sect. I don't know him without fighting at the hero conference, but I still remember?" Lu Qian remembered that he had injured him with poison needles at that time, and his martial arts skills were higher than himself. If it was not good to attack him while he was alone, he had to try to find out his intention first. He asked, "How could you be here?" Liang Yue said, "I am about to go to Kunlun to attend the funeral ceremony of Master He, the leader of the sect. My nephew has not yet recovered his skills and has separated from his fellow disciples. Since he met Master Lu, I wonder if he is lucky to go with him?"
Chapter completed!