Leisurely cultivating life

Chapter 162 The Lu Family (22)

"...the blood demon...slaughtering 23 counties...I'm not sure about the cultivation at the peak of the Heavenly Human Realm!" Lou Jiyu was very 'short of a long story', so he gave Yu Jingcheng an overview of the specific situation.

"Even you are not sure?" Yu Jingcheng was surprised.

"Thirty percent!" Lou Jiyu stretched out his hand and made a gesture of three.

"You boy, tell my uncle about this blood demon in detail." Yu Jingcheng turned around and looked at Zhou Fan.

"...Didn't you say 'to make a long story short'!"

Of course, this is just Zhou Fan's heart, and he didn't dare to say it out loud.

Honestly told everything he knew about the blood demon, Zhou Fan didn't let up.

"If you want to deal with the blood demon, you have to hit it with one blow, otherwise it will be very difficult if he escapes!" Zhou Fan said with a serious expression.

"Brother Lou, do you believe me?" Yu Jingcheng looked at Lou Jiyu.

"Brother Yu has something to say, but it's okay to say it!" Lou Jiyu nodded.

"Well, Brother Lou, you go to Shi's house, this kid goes to Lu's house, I'll be in the dark, let's wait and see."

"Is it so hasty?" Zhou Fan stared at Yu Jingcheng blankly.

"However, I like it."

Zhou Fan expressed his liking for this feeling of going all the way with absolute strength.

Strategies are really not what he is good at.

"Okay!" Lou Jiyu said without hesitation.

"Let's go, brat, what are you still doing?" Yu Jingcheng patted Zhou Fan.

"Oh..." Zhou Fan hurriedly followed.

……

……

Chongyang City, Lu Family.

As one of the six major families in Chongyang City, the Lu family has stood in Chongyang City for thousands of years. Today, the ancestor of the Lu family is a monk who has successfully transformed into a god, and has a certain status in the entire Huiyang Mansion.

However, in the past few days, the Lu family has fallen into panic.

"Master, master." The servant's anxious voice made Patriarch Lu Xiuliang's head hurt immediately, and he couldn't help shouting, "Why are you panicking? Tell me, who died again!"

In the past few days, his Lu family seemed to have been cursed, and people from his clan died one after another. Lu Xiuliang had changed from anger at the beginning to numbness now.

"...Yes...Yes..." The servant's hesitation made Lu Xiuliang not only frowned, but also shouted.

"Say!"

"...Master, it's... it's the eldest son... the eldest son has gone!" the servant said in a low voice in panic.

"What? Rui'er...has gone?" Lu Xiuliang's expression changed suddenly, "Where's the corpse?"

"It's at Eldest Young Master's Baitao Residence." The servant continued.

Lu Xiuliang hurriedly got up, and when he passed by the servant, he paused and said to himself, "Since my son is gone, why didn't you die, it's not fair."

Then with a backhand wave, a flame rose from under the servant, and in an instant, it turned into a pile of white ashes.

Suddenly, a life just disappeared.

soon.

Lu Xiuliang came to the Baitao residence where his son lived. There was a dead body in the center of the courtyard. There were already many Lu family members here.

"Rui'er, Rui'er..." Lu Xiuliang looked at the corpse with a sad expression.

He was old enough to have a son, and the first few were all daughters, and it was hard to give birth to a young one. Lu Xiuliang loved him so much, he gave him whatever he wanted, and he did everything he could to satisfy his son.

Now that the person is gone, the white-haired person will give away the black-haired person. For Lu Xiuliang, it can be said to be a blow to the head, and he is in pain.

"Patriarch, please mourn." An old man next to him said in a low voice, "Now my Lu family still needs your presidency."

"Clan elder, my Rui'er has gone, please allow me to take it easy." After speaking, Lu Xiuliang disregarded the majesty of the patriarch, and burst into tears on the spot.

After a quarter of an hour.

"Whoo~"

Slowly exhaling, Lu Xiuliang's expression returned to calm.

"Is the City Lord's Mansion still not responding?"

A middle-aged female cultivator came over and said, "Patriarch, we have already sent more than a dozen waves of people, and they all responded with the same response, 'Fujun is not here, everything will be discussed when Fujun comes back'."

"Hmph, Mr. Lou's move is obviously to say 'it's nothing to do with yourself'." Someone hummed.

"Our Lu family pays a huge tax to the City Lord's Mansion every year. How can he still get away with it?"

The Lu family said angrily.

Boom~~~
Suddenly, a powerful coercion enveloped him.

"Lu Xiuliang." A calm voice sounded.

Lu Xiuliang looked up, and saw a young Taoist man in white riding the clouds, with a rather handsome appearance.

"I'm invited by the lord to come to your Lu family."

"Patriarch, he is that Yuxu disciple, and it is said that he is also a member of our Huiyang Mansion, with a perfect cultivation of God Transformation." An old man whispered in Lu Xiuliang's ear.

"It turned out to be Young Master Zhou," Lu Xiuliang said with a respectful expression, which included Zhou Fan's cultivation level and the terrifying background behind Zhou Fan.

huh~~~
Zhou Fan descended slowly from the air.

"This is..." Zhou Fan looked at the corpse on the ground.

"Young Master Zhou, in the past few days, members of my Lu family have been dying every day. This... is a dog!" Lu Xiuliang looked a little sad.

"Patriarch Lu, I would like to express my condolences." Zhou Fan nodded slightly.

In any case, when a son just died, he should have the proper etiquette.

"It's okay, Mr. Zhou, let's go in and talk first." Lu Xiuliang stretched out his hand to guide him. Seeing that it was Zhou Fan, he felt a little relieved. Of course, what he liked was not Zhou Fan himself, but the terrifying background behind it. , Yuxu.

Zhou Fan was kind, nodded, and followed Lu Xiuliang into the room.

……

Lu Xiuliang took Zhou Fan to a pavilion in the middle of the lake and sat down. A maid brought fresh fruits and snacks.

"Master Zhou is here, so I feel at ease." Lu Xiuliang smiled. As the head of the family, it is a compulsory course to conceal one's expression.

"The head of the Lu family is serious, too serious..." Zhou Fan waved his hands repeatedly, if not for the big brother Yu Jingcheng behind him, he would not even want to step on the threshold of the Lu family.

Without him, life matters.

"Young master Zhou is too modest, everyone in the world doesn't know who doesn't know, disciple Yuxu... blah blah blah..."

Lu Xiuliang is worthy of being the head of the family, and Zhou Fan can be said to be far behind in this boasting ability alone, and he is willing to bow down.

There is no repetition, and it doesn't sound nasty to listen to. Zhou Fan was so ecstatic that he almost believed it.

In the end, it was only a little shame left that brought him back to his senses.

"Hey, Patriarch Lu, let's get down to business first!" Zhou Fan coughed lightly.

"Master Zhou, please tell me!" Lu Xiuliang smiled.

"Does Patriarch Lu believe me?" Zhou Fan looked at Lu Xiuliang seriously.

"If you can't trust Mr. Zhou, then who else in this world can be trusted?" Lu Xiuliang also looked at Zhou Fan seriously.

The two eyes met, and the eyes were confirmed, and he was a very good talker.

"Is it feasible to find an open place and gather all of your Lu family together?" Zhou Fan stared at Lu Xiuliang and said.

"Okay." Lu Xiuliang didn't hesitate at all.

"Okay, the rest depends on the luck of your Lu family and Shi family."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Fan ignored Lu Xiuliang's stunned expression and left on his own.

Just as I walked away gently, I moved my mouth without taking a cloud.

　Today, I read "The Great Dao" again, and it is really good.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)