In the flower hall, Lu Ming was stunned when he saw Mrs. Red Jackal walking timidly. What is this enchantress going to do?
"Have you seen the old jackal?" Lu Ming asked.
"Master, do you know what 'reverse scale' is?"
Mrs. Red Jackal suddenly said "Master", and Lu Ming almost spit out a mouthful of tea and waved his hands repeatedly: "I can't afford it, but don't worry, I promised Old Jackal that I will protect you, so you don't have to be afraid."
"Yes, thank you Master, but the slave is not afraid of this." Mrs. Red Jackal lowered her head, "If I offended the master in the past, it was all the slave's fault. Although it is not the fault of those who don't know, the slave will not complain no matter how the master wants to punish him. ."
Ni Lin? Lu Ming was suddenly startled, looked at Heitou and Uncle Sun, and made a gesture.
When there were only him and Red Jackal in the flower hall, Lu Ming looked at Mrs. Red Jackal up and down: "What do you know about Nilin and the like?"
"Slave doesn't know much. I only know that slave can help the master get through the reversal period quickly." Mrs. Red Jackal's concubine lowered her head even lower.
"Oh, how can I get through it quickly?" Lu Ming was immediately overjoyed. There were still more than two months before his birthday. This period was too difficult. I heard from Bi Zhu that if he was injured before his birthday, the pain would be greater. It was the day before my birthday, and I was afraid that even a small prick would cause me to faint from the pain.
It's not easy to live on thin ice.
"As long as the master and the slave are united..." As she spoke, Mrs. Red Jackal lowered her head in shame, bit her red lips and stared at the toes of her white silk high-soled little red mandarin duck embroidered shoes, feeling a sense of incomparable humiliation in her heart. feel.
Huh? Lu Ming was stunned, looking at this little beauty, with a voluptuous figure, a slender waist, and a lazy style. She was wrapped in a red embroidered coat with fragrant skin. Under the petticoat, the red gauze knee pants were fragrant. She is truly a beautiful creature with a lot of beauty and beauty.
Feeling inexplicably hot in his heart, Lu Ming quickly looked away.
Can you still go through the reversal period like this? Lu Ming scratched his head, Bizhu had never said that.
No matter what, I feel that this witch's method is a bit weird and not the right way.
But taking Bizhu's medicinal pills and taking acupuncture every now and then seems to be very upright.
To use a martial arts novel as an analogy, this seems to be a bit of a righteous and evil sect? There are two paths, the evil sect is quick and the righteous is solid.
It seems like in the drama, the royal East Palace and the West Palace? One is loyal and the other is traitorous?
No matter how you think about it, Bizhu’s Eastern Palace technique is the right way.
She looked at Mrs. Red Jackal and said, "What if I have already gone through this reverse scale phase in another way? Will you kill me? Or force me..."
Mrs. Red Jackal was startled and lowered her head: "My little slave will never dare to have any unfavorable thoughts towards the master again. The master is aware of this!"
Lu Ming nodded: "Where is your master? Can I meet him?" Bizhu didn't want to talk to him more, because this evil sect might not be able to find out his life experience.
A trace of sadness flashed across Mrs. Red Jackal's charming face, "Master has passed away. She has not waited for her master in her life. The number sixty-six is when the oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry. Master passed away when he was thirty-six years old."
Lu Ming was stunned. Has anyone ever waited for him for thirty-six years?
Mrs. Red Jackal sighed softly, "I heard from Master that Xiaonu's master, master's master, master's master, the inheritance of more than thirty generations for nearly a thousand years, are all like this..." Suddenly she was startled, "Xiaonu seems to be
, exactly the thirty-sixth generation heir."
Lu Ming was completely shocked. He originally wanted to ask, what if the heirs regretted it? Why did I have to live a short thirty-something life like this? However, if I asked, it would be disrespectful to them.
It seems that the secret technique contains a belief that makes them extremely firm, just like the most devout believers.
But even though Mrs. Red Jackal had to serve her as a master, she could faintly feel a sense of humiliation in her heart.
Thousands of years have passed, and the situation has changed. The effectiveness of the so-called secret technique must have been much worse than before. This has also made Mrs. Red Jackal, although she may be completely obedient to her master, but her heart has been somewhat shaken by this kind of piety and obedience. With her,
your true thoughts.
But what about those poor women before her!
Lu Ming sighed softly in his heart, and it became even more heavy, thinking of those poor women who had firm beliefs and waited for the arrival of that person in the long years and eternal loneliness.
And am I really that person?
To say that my experience is indeed unique, and to say that I am the chosen one after traveling through this world is not an exaggeration.
But I always feel a little guilty. What if they get the wrong person?
He glanced at Mrs. Red Jackal and sighed softly: "Where is your master buried? Or is there a memorial tablet? I want to pay my respects to her."
Mrs. Red Jackal was slightly startled, and slowly shook her head: "After Master rode the crane, I cremated him. According to Master's instructions, the ashes were scattered into the river. Master said, that is the river where we all belong..." Her eyes were slightly red, and she looked at
He glanced at Lu Ming and said, "With these words from Master, Master must have been extremely happy. I remember that before Master passed away, he had been crying and murmuring, that is, if you think more and more, you can see Master's life."
The appearance of..."
Next to this "master", everything about Master's past became clearer and clearer, his voice, his face, his smile, everything, just like yesterday.
And these memories are originally very vague, like intermittent dreams that cannot be remembered clearly.
It turns out that Master was once so kind to me, just like his mother.
If Master knew that she had finally found her master, she would be happy. She would pick her up again and sing the little song that she often hears in her sleep. She had even forgotten that this little song was actually Master's way of coaxing her to sleep.
Singing at the time.
No wonder, every time I fall asleep, this music always makes me feel peaceful and happy, but then I feel deep sadness.
It's like I forgot a very important person and a very important thing.
"Master, it's great that you are here..." She suddenly looked up, her beautiful eyes full of tears.
Lu Ming was startled, looking at her, he could feel her sudden closeness to him, and sighed softly: "Don't worry, I will never let you, and you are only sixty-six years old... you...,
Oh, it’s all hard work…”
"Hong..." Lu Ming shook his head, "This name is a bit unpleasant. Don't use the name the old jackal gave you..."
"Master, the slave family is Liuli Palace, also known as Liuli Lady. Master said that among the master's four abandoned guards, the status is second only to the master's Baozhu Palace. However, only those who meet the master can restore their original name.
, to become the real Liuli Palace.”
Lu Ming smiled when he heard this: "No wonder, you often call yourself my palace..."
Mrs. Red Jackal immediately lowered her head: "Little slave, little slave, before..."
Lu Ming waved his hand: "I was joking."
He thought that the evil sect was better, but Bizhu didn't tell him anything. So, if Hanzhu and Bizhu combined, would they be the Baozhu Palace?
What do you think if I scare Bizhu next time I see her and suddenly call her "Baozhu Palace"?
Left behind?
Listening to it, it makes people a little sad.
"Among the four guards, the Baozhu Palace and your Glazed Palace, then, what are the third and fourth guards?" Lu Ming asked.
Mrs. Liuli sighed softly: "Master said that more than ten generations ago, the descendants of the Four Guards still gathered regularly, but when we were more than 20 generations ago, a descendant of one guard announced that the times had changed and that the master's family was exhausted.
The chosen one is not
It is just feudal dross and superstitious words. From now on, I will no longer be loyal to my master. I will look forward to everything. I also took some business and political plans for the cooperation of the Four Guards, but they were refuted by the other three guards. From then on, the Four Guards were all over the world and lost.
connect."
"Master said that the warriors of the Baozhu Palace lineage who lost their palms are the most loyal and will never betray their master. That's why you told me, and don't mention the other two guards. In this way, if I and my descendants see it,
When you get to the master, there is no need to mention the two guards, lest the master go looking for them or be poisoned."
Lu Ming nodded. It seemed that Uncle Sun was the so-called inherited warrior, and Bizhu was the "sacred envoy" in his eyes.
Many connections seem to be getting clearer and clearer.
As expected, it is better for the evil sect to tell everything they know.
But it seems that the world has indeed changed. Today, the so-called lost warriors are just Sun Bo alone. Many inheritances may have been broken long ago.
Huh? Lu Ming looked up, and before he knew it, his belly was already white.
He sighed softly, "I'm going to send the old jackal to the district office!"
Madam Liuli wanted to say something, but her red lips moved and she finally lowered her head slightly.
Lu Ming knew that she originally wanted to speak good words for her sworn brother, but due to the rules of master and slave, she was still unable to speak and violated her duty as a slave.
"Don't worry, I also promised him that I will be his lawyer and I will take care of it."
Mrs. Liuli nodded lightly, "Master swings his sword and thousands of heads fall to the ground. What he is planning is a great cause. If my sworn brother sacrifices his life for the master's great cause, it will be his glory. How can Liuli not understand?"
Lu Ming was stunned. This is indeed Nishinomiya! It seems that the memory fusion is complete? He is gradually entering the role? It turns out that the inheritance path is like this, and it is indeed different from Bizhu.
"If this is really the case, Liuli will choose a son for his sworn brother, so that his successor will have a light to shine on the lintel."
Lu Ming nodded, feeling quite helpless, "I'll try my best to prevent him from losing his head!"
Madam Liuli's beautiful eyes flashed, and she could clearly hear the faint dissatisfaction in Lu Ming's words. She pursed her lips and smiled without saying much.
Lu Ming looked at her. This little beauty is really cunning. Maybe she said that on purpose? This made him want to save her sworn brother? It felt like it was a bit like the Empress of the West Palace's trick to coax the emperor in the drama.
Anyway, it seems that the name Red Jackal is just right for her. She is cunning and vicious. It is difficult to guess her true thoughts. I'm afraid this is the true character of Liuli Palace.
After thinking about it, Lu Ming frowned and said: "From now on, at least in front of me, don't be careful, just talk about your adopted brother. If you want him dead or alive, tell the truth! I will help you!"
Mrs. Liuli sighed softly, "Master, don't be angry. What I said is from my heart. Everything is focused on the great cause of the master. The ancients said that accompanying the king is like accompanying a tiger. It seems that this is the case. The power of the master is really unpredictable.
!”
Lu Ming was stunned. This guy had really entered the role and couldn't figure it out yet. It would take Bizhu to cure her.
Originally, the emperor could not control the West Palace's coquettishness and infatuation, so it was up to the East Palace to control it.
He nodded at her and said, "If I were really the king, I would send you to the cold palace right now!" He turned around and left angrily.
Looking at Lu Ming's back, the charming face in the lazy red cloud suddenly smiled, her beautiful eyes rolled, and she whispered softly: "Master, you are right, it is really good to meet the master and have someone to rely on. From then on, the disciple
He is no longer a rootless duckweed...Master, I wish you could see him..." The circles under his eyes gradually turned red again.