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Chapter 33 What happened at the General’s Mansion

"...That's what happened." I told Song Buyu everything I had seen and heard about the general's house.

"By the way, Lu Haoqin's death is a bit strange. Could it be related to the God of War?"

I don't doubt anyone I use, I know everything and say, "Do you know this Luo Qizhou?"

"do not know."

"He is a lord in the demon world, and he seems to be an important figure... Wang Can, as you know, he is Su Yunqing's clone. This Lu Haoqin is exactly the same as Governor Luo Qi. I haven't figured out whether he is a clone or himself. Who knows? He is gone..."

Song Buyu nodded.

"Comrade Song, I've finished my report. Now it's your turn, right?"

Song Buyu lowered his head and took a sip of tea, then raised his black eyes to look at me, "What do you want me to report?"

"What is your relationship with Fu Yan? She seems to be from the demon world."

"Partnership."

"Comrade Song really knows both the right and wrong ways, and he is very capable..."

"Comrade Lu is ridiculous. It should be said that Fuyan is from Lingyuan, although there are also people from the demon world in Lingyuan."

"Isn't Lingyuan the location of the demon world?"

"Lingyuan does not belong to the demon world, there are people from all walks of life, but it is separated from the three realms. It is an organization that formed spontaneously. At first, a group of exiles gathered here, and later people from the demon world also gathered here. "

"What's their purpose?"

"I'm still checking..."

"Did the Emperor of Heaven send you to investigate? Comrade Song, your task is really onerous."

He even sent me to set up a catastrophe to hinder him. That's enough, I feel sorry for him.

Ha, talking about it, I almost forgot. I have to insist on making some harsh remarks to Song Buyu every day. Otherwise, when I return to heaven, the emperor will say that I have not acted on the instructions he sent and punish me. What will I do? .

"This is not sent by the Emperor of Heaven, it's just a clue I accidentally discovered when I was tracking down the black bear..."

Unexpectedly, Colleague Song is still a good fairy who loves working. He gives himself extra work. Worthy of being an immortal...

"Okay, Comrade Song, that's it for today. Let's call it a day. The moonlight is just right tonight. Do you want to enjoy the moon together?"

No matter what kind of immortal or leader he is, why should he be tested by me? The Emperor of Heaven gave me this task because he valued me. I still had to fulfill my responsibilities. I convinced myself and even felt a little proud...

Song Buyu looked at the sky outside the window and said: "There is no moon, the sun has not set yet."

No matter what romantic words I said, Song Buyu looked calm and unmoved at all. In fact, I was tired too, so I might as well give him some strong medicine...

I cleared my throat: "Ahem, Song Xianjun, didn't you say last time that you wanted to get away with it where the gods can't see you?"

"It's Xiaoyao...there is no lawlessness." Song Buyu corrected me.

Don't interrupt me! I finally mustered up the courage to say, "Why don't we, fellow practitioners, live happily in this world together?" Don't take it as my responsibility to do the tasks!

Song Buyu almost spit out a mouthful of tea, but thanks to the good manners of the Immortal Lord, he was able to recover quickly.

"Speaking of which, it's also my fault," Song Buyu said. "I borrowed you to escape from a farmer's house in Chunpu Village and lied to you about being husband and wife. At that time, I thought the fairy had no interest in me..."

"I didn't expect the fairy to be too involved in the drama. Aren't you afraid that the Emperor of Heaven will find out?"

I chuckled and said, "If it were anyone else, I might be afraid. I am already a sinner, so what am I afraid of? Song Xianjun, are you afraid?"

"Working is too boring. It's rare to come to this place where you can't see the world and talk about romantic matters, okay?" I blinked at Song Buyu.

"No one is watching at the moment. Immortal Lord, please stop being serious. I will definitely not tell others."

Song Buyu picked up the pot of fruit juice that I poured into it and sniffed lightly: "Have you been drinking?"

I waved my hand and said, "Drinking will make things worse. I don't drink at all. What I said is true from the bottom of my heart!"

But he said in his heart: Don’t take it seriously, Siming remember to explain it to me!

"You made me suffer a little." Song Buyu said honestly, "Master usually punishes me, but it doesn't cause me this much suffering."

"Oh, what kind of suffering is it?"

Song Buyu immediately waved his sleeves and left the table.

Hey, I know Song Xianjun is upright. How can I guess with a villain's heart that Si Ming insists on me becoming such a prodigal? Really, how can we get along with him in the future?
  Song Buyu's sleeve-fluffing gesture was pretty, and I imitated him to flick his sleeves and walk away gracefully, but I almost swept down the tea sets... I was so frightened that I quickly held them up.
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  The next day, Song Buyu came out of the wing, and I pretended to have just woken up and walked out of the next room. Before that, I had been observing secretly through the crack in the door.

I'm afraid that he will alienate me because of this and won't take me with him on missions.

I greeted him shamelessly: "Comrade Song, you got up really early. Where are you going?"

"Lu Haoqin passed away. The Lu family invited me to dinner. Do you want to go and explore together? Maybe there will be new discoveries?"

Song Buyu glanced at me and said nothing.

I smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll talk a little from the bottom of my heart after work, but during office hours I'm very professional! I don't have any personal feelings."

"Comrade Song, don't have any worries!"

"I'm a coward, and I'm most afraid of death. Comrade Song, you'd better go with me!"

So, Song Buyu and I appeared at the General's Mansion together.

White damasks are hung everywhere on the plaques, door frames and under the eaves of the mansion. A huge Chinese character "Die" hangs in the mourning hall, with elegiac couplets hung on both sides and a fine pine coffin placed in the middle. At the front is the spiritual table, with Lu Haoqin's spiritual tablets and red candles. White linen clothes were hung all over the house to welcome the guests who came to express their condolences.

The solemn scene in the whole mansion can't help but make people sigh: life and death are also big things.

General Lu sat in the mourning hall with a livid face, looking at Ah Mang and Ah Lu who were bruised and swollen next to them. It was obvious that they had informed General Lu... After all, it was a big deal.

Lu Haokeng received Song Buyu and me. He looked at Song Buyu with his small eyes: "Who is this?"

I smiled and said, "This is a lowly foreigner."

"Wow, I didn't expect that Miss Lu already has a family, and she must be a master of martial arts!" Lu Haokeng said in surprise, but he was busy with business, so he didn't talk more, and just led us to burn incense in front of the spiritual tablet. We were seated. The Lu family is a large family, and many dignitaries came to express their condolences.

There were already many guests sitting at my table, and they had been chatting for a long time.

I silently cracked the melon seeds and pricked up my ears.

"This second young general has a really miserable life experience." The black-bearded guest shook his head repeatedly, "I had been living outside before, and finally came back. Who knew that he would die at such a young age."

An older guest with some gray hair sighed: "General Lu must be so sad when a white-haired person sends a black-haired person... Nothing in the world is permanent..."

"Second Young Master Lu passed away suddenly, but did he contract any serious illness? I heard that he was not in good health before, so he didn't practice martial arts like the other two brothers..." asked a young man who was new to the table, looking like a scholar. .

"It's because of poor health, but I haven't heard of any serious illness... The doctor said that he died at the end of his life. Hey! Strange!"

"The Lu family doesn't have any political enemies in the court, and it doesn't seem like they are seeking revenge from their enemies... Hey, maybe this is fate."

The scholar suddenly lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "There is something hidden in this, I heard..."

The guests came closer one after another, and I couldn't help but feel a little anxious, so I also moved forward eagerly.

"Comrade Lu, pay attention to your image." Song Buyu's voice came from behind.

"I heard... the night before Lu Haoqin died, an auspicious cloud quietly fell on the general's mansion..."

My melon-eating hand paused. Could it be that the whereabouts of Song Buyu and I were seen?

"In an instant, the golden light was shining brightly, but I saw the person coming wearing a lion helmet and silver leaf armor. The crimson coat made a hunting sound in the wind... He looked so majestic. Take a closer look and you will see that this is not a martial arts star descending to earth! At that time, there were two brothers in the Lu family, clang clang, who bowed down one after another when they saw this. Only Lu Haoqin was reading under the tree and ignored the movement..."

"I saw that Wu Quxing's eyes widened with anger, his spear shook, and he pointed at Lu Haoqin under the tree and said: 'Why don't you kneel down when you see me? The Jade Emperor has decreed that you go with me!' In an instant, Lu Haoqin's soul was lifted He came up and floated away. When the two clangers checked on Lu Haoqin again, they found that he was no longer alive..."

What the scholar said was lifelike, and the guests were mesmerized when they heard it. The young man calmed down and said, "Hey, you are a street storyteller, right?"

The scholar was surprised: "How do you know?"

"I don't know if you are a Wu Quxing star. I think you look like a Wen Quxing star." I cracked the melon seeds and said.

When the scholar heard this compliment, he was overjoyed and said, "Young lady is so complimentary."

But he saw another man with dark skin who also looked like a scholar, and said, "That's obviously not the case." He looked like Scholar Bai's rival.

Bai Shusheng said: "Although I am a storyteller, what I tell is the truth. That night, I huddled outside the courtyard of the General's Mansion and recorded first-hand information without hesitation..."

"Ha! I was on that tree at that time, how could I not know?" said the black scholar.

"When did you get jet lag? You have eye problems, don't you only stay during the day? Don't break the rules!"

"I've been exposed to the wind and sun every day, and I've gotten tanned. Can't I just squat at night sometimes?" Heishu said confidently, and beckoned: "Everyone, please listen to me..."

Everyone's attention was attracted again...

"On that day, it was true that a deity came down to earth, but a graceful emissary in white came from the sky..."

It seems that the black scholar really has an eye problem. No wonder the people at the table didn't recognize me.

"The two clang brothers saw that the immortal envoy had no one to rely on, but was hanging alone in the air. They only thought that he was a master of Qinggong and martial arts, so they asked him to discuss something..."

This is not far off from what I said...

"But the immortal envoy said solemnly: 'Haoqin of the Lu family came to the world from Wuquxing. He has been in the world for more than twenty years. The time limit has come and he still doesn't wake up? Please follow me back to heaven to report...'"

I wiped my sweat and couldn't help but sigh with emotion at these two scholars' ability to fly in the air...

But is Lu Haoqin really related to Wu Quxing? There are no clues about the relationship between the third young master of the Lu family and the God of War...

"Nonsense!" "Nonsense!"

Two identical broad faces peeked out from behind the black and white scholars...

But I don’t know how long the two brothers Lu Haokeng and Lu Haoqiang have been listening behind the scenes...

The two scholars, black and white, suddenly lost the high spirits they had just talked about...like a child who had made a mistake, they lowered their heads.

"Why don't you tell me better? You describe me as if I have never seen the world, being humble and petty, and showing off!" Lu Haokeng's eyes were as bright as lightning.

The call came to Scholar Bai: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Major General, I'll change it now."

As he spoke, he took out a yellowing notebook from his arms and wrote while reading: "Who is this Lu Haoqiang? He is in his prime, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. He is eight feet tall. He is naturally majestic, strong and powerful. See Wu Quxing. He is neither humble nor arrogant, standing proudly... Although Wu Quxing is angry, he secretly admires this man's character: 'He is a strange person'..."

"Those thick eyebrows and big eyes... I don't agree with you." The bearded man muttered in a low voice.

"Are you satisfied?" Scholar Bai looked at Lu Haokeng expectantly.

But Lu Haoqiang took the book from Bai Shusheng and admired it repeatedly: "Satisfied."

Lu Haokeng said: "My name is Lu Haokeng!" After saying that, he put his hands on his waist and shocked the black scholar again: "And you!"

"What kind of reincarnation of Wu Quxing? How could he be his second brother? I'm so brave, so it's me, right? Can you write a book?"

The black scholar lowered his head: "I'm sorry, brother...I'll change it right now..."

Lu Haoqiang stopped him and said, "Brother, I have always given in to you, but this time, I can't give in to Wu Quxing. The chosen one must be me!"

"How can a younger brother be as powerful as his older brother?" Lu Haokeng was unwilling to be outdone.

"What's the fuss about?" Suddenly I heard General Lu's scolding, "Hao Qin is gone, you two brothers still have the time to have fun here!"

Lu Haokeng and Lu Haoqiang immediately lowered their heads like children who had made a mistake...

But I saw two scholars, black and white, writing quietly again, recording all this...

Dedication, dedication!

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