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MTL - Phoenix Destiny-Chapter 3 See no door
Lu Qingyi has lived for more than 20 years. He has never been to a distant door. He thinks very simple. When he leaves the door, he knows how difficult it is to travel.
They are four people, Lu Mingshu is too young, she is sick and half dead. If it wasn't for Hui Niang and Asheng who insisted on sending them, I am afraid that if they went out of Qingfeng Town, they would have to go back.
Even if they send them, it is not easy. Eat food and lodging along the way to do a bite, miss the inn to sleep, Lu Qingyi's medicine can not be broken, but also be careful of bandit... Asheng is honest and honest, Hui Niang is a weak woman, and they have never left Qingfeng Town for a lifetime, how much knowledge they can have. ? From Dongyue to Xichuan, there are thousands of miles, all the way, and for half a year, the hardships are not enough for outsiders.
When it comes to Xichuan, the real trouble comes.
"Walking away, haven't you said that? We didn't call Fuze in the Jiu Yao Palace!"
The Jiu Yao Mountain, where the Jiu Yao Palace is located, is the first mountain range in Nishikawa with nine peaks. Its terrain is steep, the peaks are continuous, and the idlers can't go up. They think of looking for people in the Jiu Yao Palace. They can only go to the Jiuzhou Prefecture under the mountain, where there is the lower house of the Jiu Yao Palace.
Can Asheng go to the door several times, and was driven away by the gatekeeper.
Ah Sheng was not good at words, and he was anxious to say: "How come? No, that is our lord, he, he is the head!"
"What do you say? Our boss is not called Fuze. Go away and walk away, then you are welcome."
Ah Sheng still refused to go. The final result is nothing more than a few more squats.
He returned to the temporary inn to stay in the small inn, Hui Niang is serving Lu Qingyi to drink medicine, seeing Asheng like this, sighed: "Is it still not?"
Asheng bowed his head.
Lu Qingyi was lying on the bed at this time. There was no blood on his face and his lips were white like paper. The conditions are not good, there is a faint sweat smell in the house, mixed with the smell of medicine, it is disgusting.
When they arrived in Xichuan, there was not much money left on them. The silver ticket given by the woman was still there. Lu Qingyi refused to use it and could only live in this small inn.
Lu Qingyi coughed twice and said: "Tomorrow, I will go there personally. Anyway, I am the wife of his hair. When he is too big, he always gets a face."
"Mr. can't!" Hui Niang hurriedly said, "How can you afford to toss your bones now?"
At the time of Dongyue, Lu Qingyi was half-dead, and this road was exhausted.
"It can be dragged down like this. It is not the way. The more I can't keep going, the faster I have to find a way out for Mingshu."
"lady……"
"Mother." Lu Mingshu pushed the door in. "There may be a way."
They all said that suffering is grinding people. This way, Lu Mingshu grows up day by day, speaks and acts, no longer as childish as before. In the past, there was a grandfather, she just had fun, and now she is gone, and her mother is sick again. She can’t be childish anymore.
"What is the solution?" Lu Qingyi asked.
Lu Mingshu said: "I just saw the street sweeping everywhere, I went to ask the boss. The boss said that after a few days, the inferior son of Zhongzhou Qizhenguan will come to Xichuan, and the head of the Jiu Yao Palace should arrive in Jiuyi. The state greets."
Both Asheng and Hui Niang are overjoyed.
Hui Niang said: "I and Asheng go to stop him!"
Lu Qingyi showed a rare smile: "I have a chance..."
Asheng went to inquire about this matter in detail, and Hui Niang went to the laundry, leaving only the mother and daughter in the house.
Lu Mingshu took off his shoes and went to bed, leaning gently on his mother's side: "Niang."
"Yeah." Lu Qingyi stroked her head.
"I have heard it. He changed his name. Now he is called Fu Shangqing. He married the daughter of the former head of the Jiu Yao Palace six years ago and gave birth to two children."
Lu Qingyi paused.
"Mother!" Lu Mingshu looked up, and there seemed to be tears in his eyes. "Are we going back to East? Is it good? He has forgotten us, and even the name is gone, I don't want this kind of embarrassment."
Lu Qingyi’s skinny cheeks trembled: “Don’t you want to practice martial arts?”
"We also have martial art in East Vietnam, and we don't have to stay in Nishikawa." Lu Mingshu hugged her, tears rolling down her chest. "I don't want to be jealous, I only want you to be alive."
When Ah Ye died, she was hard to suffer, as if her heart had been smashed, and if she was also... she regretted, why did she not persuade her when she started?
Lu Qingyi followed tears. If she is good, how can she be willing to send her daughter to the man who is betrayal? At the time of Qingfeng Town, Hu Dafu hinted that her illness was squatting. This road came over and saw many doctors along the way, with no exceptions.
"I heard that these martial arts people will refine a lot of elixir." Lu Qingyi said softly, "If you really want to let the mother live, wait until you recognize him, ask him, let him take the elixir to treat the mother." ,good or not?"
“Really?” Lu Mingshu’s eyes lit up.
"Really..." Lu Qingyi began to avoid her daughter's gaze.
In a few days, Jiuzhou is really lively, the loess is paddling, the water is splashing on the street, and even the stalls on the road are not allowed to be placed. The disciples of the lower court of the Jiu Yao Palace were almost all sent out, clearing out the main road and not allowing passage.
Lu Mingshu was mixed in the crowd, listening to others gossip.
"A big battle, what is the truth of these seven true views? Actually, we have to head to the door to personally welcome it?" Jiuzhou is in the foothills of the Jiu Yao Mountain. The residents here are blessed by them, most of which are the Jiu Yao Palace. The disciple's family has a great sense of belonging to the Jiu Yao Palace.
"The seven true views don't know? One of the three factions in the world! Seven True View, Yuding Peak, Tianhai Pavilion, these three factions can influence the world's general trend."
"What about our Jiu Yao Palace?"
"We are also very powerful in the Jiu Yao Palace, but compared to the three factions in the world, it is still slightly inferior..." The people who spoke have a dim sum, saying that a hundred years ago, the Jiu Yao Palace was only slightly inferior, but these years The talents are degraded, a little farther than the three factions in the world...
"This way, it is not afraid. Our head is a wizard who has been hard to come out for a hundred years. It has only been seven years since it was officially introduced. It has already come to the realm of the gods. Sooner or later, insight into the true meaning and achievement of the master!"
"Yeah, yeah," the person's response should be true and sincere. "We will definitely carry forward the work of the Jiu Yao Palace."
At noon, there was a group of people outside Jiuzhou.
This pedestrian, both riding and riding a car. The two sides lead the way to the disciples of the Jiu Yao Palace, and there are more than a dozen people, who wear the robes of the plains, and also wear the clothes of the custom.
The seven true views are Taoist temple views, but not all Taoist priests, but the disciples are mostly.
"Look, that is the cheap son."
Lu Mingshu sat on Asheng's shoulder and heard the words looking over there.
I saw two vulgar disciples stepping forward to pick up the curtain, and left and left a wheelchair from the carriage, sitting in a wheelchair.
This young boy, look at the appearance of the fifteen or six-year-old look, a face of the eyebrows, like the snow peaks under the blue sky, clear and high, shining. Although sitting in a wheelchair, bad at doing, but quiet and safe, extraordinary.
The children raised in the waters of Xichuan are biased towards the rough, and everyone has seen these people, and they all look at it.
At this time, someone on the other side is walking fast. The leader is a man of about 30, the five senses are correct, the eyes are flying, wearing the clothes of the Jiu Yao Palace, it seems clear and free, yet without majesty.
Ah Sheng saw this person, excited to say nothing, and the back was photographed by Hui Niang, only to know the shouting: "Master, Master, I am Ah Sheng!"