"...Peng Zhenlong, Zhang Bian, Lin Dong, Wu Wenbing, Xiao Jingfu, Xiao Taofu, Liu Zijun, Chen Longfu, Xiao Mingzhe, Xiao Zi,

"Du Hu, Zhang Tang, Xiong Gui, Wu Xishi, Chen Ziquan, all the generals of the Southern Song Dynasty who fought against the Yuan Dynasty, all died at the hands of our ancestors... Our ancestors all remember the evil they committed very clearly.

"For this reason, my ancestors of the Luo family received generous gifts from the Yuan court, and enjoyed endless glory and wealth. In the Yuan generation, the wealth accumulated by our Luo family is comparable to gold mountains and silver lakes."

When Luo Qingtong said this, she looked at Li Ling and said, "Little magic stick, after hearing this, do you hate me?"

Li Ling shook his head dullly: "This is a sin committed by your ancestors. What does it have to do with you? Moreover, generations of men from your descendants of the Luo family have been punished.

"If I could travel back to the end of the Southern Song Dynasty, I would kill your ancestors. Haha, Qingtong, if it were really possible, would you hate me if I did this?"

"Okay, then do you want to see me again today?" Luo Qingtong kicked Li Ling's left foot, "That is to say, you still have a shadow in your heart?"

"Well, it's not big." Li Ling picked up the tea and took a sip.

"Alas! I also hate our ancestor, but after all, I am his descendant." Luo Qingtong sighed, "We, the Luo family, are the most sorry for Wen Tianxiang."

"Wen Tianxiang was also harmed by your Luo family?!" Li Ling shook the teacup in his hand, causing tea to splash all over him.

The fog of 800 years of history seems to be clearing at this moment.

Luo Qingtong nodded blankly: "If it weren't for the surrender technique of our Luo family, the anti-Yuan army organized by Prime Minister Wen at that time would not have had a great plague.

"The plague also killed his only son and his mother, which greatly reduced the morale of his army. In the end, he was defeated at Wupoling and was captured alive by Zhang Hongfan.

"It was because of the death of Prime Minister Wen that our ancestors of the Luo family felt God's punishment. From then on, they could not be exposed to the sun for too long, otherwise they would die young and live shorter than fifty years.

"For more than seven hundred years, none of the men, descendants, and grandchildren of the Luo family have been able to escape this fate."

Seeing Li Ling's expression of surprise and confusion in his eyes, Luo Qingtong put down the tea cup: "What? Now you start to hate our Luo family and me?"

"Can we say that it is precisely because of your Luo family that there is no China after Yashan? The popularity of the Han people was destroyed at the hands of your Luo family?" Li Ling also put down his tea cup.

"No!" Luo Qingtong shook his head, "At that time, the popularity of the Han Dynasty had long been exhausted! At that time, Zhang Tianshi of Longhu Mountain had already seen the fate of the stars, the zodiac was depressed, and General Yi Di would rule the Central Plains for a hundred years!

"Moreover, before our ancestor Yi Luo surrendered and acted for the Mongols, the Yuan Dynasty had already conquered the Central Plains, Kublai Khan had proclaimed himself emperor, China had fallen to the ground, and the world had been settled.

"Li Ling, from ancient times to the present, no dynasty has been established without relying on the luck of the dragon, relying on the wisdom and courage of its leaders, relying on the gathering of heroes, the emergence of capable people, relying on the unity of the world, and the obedience of all people.

"It is a fantasy story that a few charlatans and sorcerers can attempt to dominate the world and take control of the Central Plains. Our Luo family can only help the Yuan people clear some obstacles in the process of completely unifying the world."

Li Ling nodded heavily and said: "But no matter what, the fortune of China China has been reduced by your Luo family for a hundred years, not to mention the butterfly effect, who can know it?

"If Prime Minister Wen had not died early, he might have been able to delay the Mongols' complete domination of the world for ten years! How many heroes will emerge in ten years? Who can guarantee that none of them will be destined to reverse the course of time and drive out the Tartars?

"What's more, if the Mongols fail to dominate the world as soon as possible, then in ten years, after the Jurchens they suppressed have recuperated, they may rise again, causing rear harassment to the Yuan people in the north.

"In this way, when the Mongols finally pacify the world, they will definitely rush back to the north to completely wipe out the Jurchens.

"In this way, four hundred years from now, will there still be a Qing Dynasty in the world where Han people will have to shave their heads and grow braids, calling themselves slaves? Who can say for sure about these things?

"In the past two dynasties, the barbarians invaded the Central Plains, massacring cities and annihilating their clans, and the three thousand miles of Han land were completely deserted! Your ancestors of the Luo family are unworthy of the kindness of our Han people! Your ancestors of the Luo family have slandered the way of heaven...it is too numerous to describe!"

"If you continue to tell me, our Chinese ambition to dominate the world and conquer the entire universe has been delayed because our Luo family harmed Prime Minister Wen, right?" Luo Qingtong glanced at Li Ling, feeling quite unhappy.

rather,

"The Mongols have always had the power of the dragon in the Central Plains for a hundred years. This is the way of heaven. Let's not discuss these idealistic and materialistic views of the nature of the universe. What's more, we, the Luo family, admit our mistakes, we admit our guilt!

"Ever since we felt the heavenly calamity, our ancestors began to reflect and realized that we had harmed the heaven and violated the law of heaven.

"For seven hundred years, until today, our Luo family has been continuously repaying and making amends to the descendants of the Hanchen generals of the Southern Song Dynasty who were harmed by our Luo family.

"I have specially set up a financial department and conducted statistics. From 100 AD to today, we have paid a total of 0 billion U.S. dollars in gold and silver to these families!

"Little bastard, did you know that our Rockefeller Foundation has also set up a special charity fund that spends one billion U.S. dollars every year?

"Providing various support in life, study and work to hundreds of descendants of those generals and officials in the late Song Dynasty, this is completely free of charge.

"Our ancestors, roughly after the establishment of the Ming Dynasty, rarely or almost no longer used Luo to harm people, and sincerely compensated those who were harmed by us.

"I think that over the past hundreds of years, we should be able to make up for the damage we have done to Heaven. God should be able to understand the sincerity of our Luo family.

"This is the reason why today, I must resolve this fateful calamity before my father's deadline comes. There are only four years left! Now, we have the right time and the right people. What I am missing is the right location -

"How to find all thirty-six "Books of Lu Ban", or find Zhang Xianzhong's treasure cave."

"But the sins your ancestors of the Luo family have committed are too great." Li Ling shook his head and sighed, "The calamity punished your Luo family like this, probably because your ancestors completely ruined the fate of the Han people.

"There is no China after Yashan. It may not be because of your ancestors." At this point, Li Ling stood up, his face still heavy,

"Qingtong, after hearing what you say, I'm worried that even if you find thirty-six books of "Book of Lu Ban" or even find that treasure cave, it probably won't help. They won't be able to resolve the fate of the descendants of your Luo family!

"

Luo Qingtong also stood up: "Little magic stick, are you starting to hate me? Because I am a descendant of an executioner and a murderous demon?"

Li Ling stretched out his hand to hold one of her catkins, shook his head and said, "What are you talking about? What does the sin of our ancestors have to do with future generations?"

"Otherwise, why don't we kill all the little Japanese today in order to relieve the hatred in our hearts? Besides, you have been doing your best to make atonement for hundreds of years, and your Luo family has done enough.

"Qingtong, don't think too much, you are my destined wife, how could I hate you and disgust you -"

"Who is your wife?" Luo Qingtong shook off Li Ling's hand and turned away, "I see disappointment, confusion, distress, and anger in your eyes! Don't say it's not the case! I've never seen it before.

You can’t go wrong!”

"What I hate is that your ancestors are all Han people. How could you help the Yi and Di destroy my Han Dynasty, causing the heaven and earth to collapse, the land of China to sink, and the blood to drain the Central Plains!" Li Ling waved his hand and said,

"But this is fate, this is fate. Since God allowed me to meet you and forcefully brought us together, Qingtong, it is destined that you and I will bear it together and face it together.

"Okay, stop being so angry! Everyone has thoughts of right and wrong, good and evil. You can't allow me to express my feelings."

Luo Qingtong turned around, twisted her nose, pursed her lips, and bit her teeth: "Then will you help me?"

"I'm already helping you, aren't I?" Li Ling calmed down, "At least, Young Master Ye will never ask anyone to compete with you again, and you can be clean for a while."

Luo Qingtong pinched Li Ling's waist, causing him to grit his teeth in pain.

"This is just a trivial matter! I mean the punishment on the heads of the men of our Luo family!" Luo Qingtong let go of his hand and sat down on the sofa, looking extremely tired.
Chapter completed!