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 the ignorant, the slave has no complaints no matter how the master wants to punish him. .”
Reverse scale? 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 Bizhu 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.
ah? Lu Ming was stunned, looking at this little beauty, with a voluptuous figure, a slender waist, and a lazy style. Her red embroidered coat wrapped her fragrant skin, and under her petticoat, her red gauze knee-length pants were fragrant. She was really A beautiful creature with all kinds of grace and beauty.
Feeling inexplicably hot in his heart, Lu Ming quickly looked away.
Can we still spend the reverse scale period like this? Lu Ming scratched his head, Bizhu 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.
Using martial arts as a metaphor, this seems to be a bit of a decent and evil one, right? There are two paths, the evil one is quick and the righteous one is solid.
It also seems like the royal East Palace and West Palace in the play? One is loyal and the other is traitorous?
No matter how you think about it, Bizhu’s East Palace technique is the right way.
She looked at Mrs. Red Jackal and said, "What if I have already experienced 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 knows this!"
Lu Ming nodded: "Where is your master? Can I meet him?" Bizhu didn't want to talk to him more, so this evil sect might not. Maybe you can find out your 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 runs out and the lamp dies. 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, 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 he was startled, "Xiaonu seems to be , it is the thirty-sixth generation heir."
Lu Ming was completely shocked. He originally wanted to ask, what if the successor regrets it? Why do I have to live such a short life span of more than thirty years? However, if you ask, 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 skills 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 is he really that person?
To say that my own experience is indeed unique, it seems that it is not too much to say that I am the chosen one after traveling into this world.
It's just me, I always feel a little guilty. What if they get the wrong person?
He glanced at Madam 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 shook her head slowly: "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, just 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, facial expression, and everything seemed 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 the master knew that he had finally waited for his master, she, would she be happy, pick her up again, and sing the little song that she often hears in her sleep? I had even forgotten that this ditty was originally sung by my master when he was coaxing me to sleep.
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. The 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, my palace..."
Mrs. Red Jackal immediately lowered her head: "Little slave, little slave, before..."
Lu Ming waved his hand: "I was joking."
He said in his heart that the evil sect is better, but Bizhu didn't tell him anything. So, if Hanzhu and Bizhu merged, would it 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 the First Guard announced that the times had changed and that the master's power had been exhausted. The Chosen Son is nothing but feudal dross and superstitious words. He will no longer be loyal to his master. Looking forward, he also made plans for the four guards to cooperate in business and politics, but was refuted by the other three guards. From then on, the four guards were all over the world. , lost contact.”
"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 "holy envoy" in his eyes.
Many connections seem to be getting clearer and clearer.
Sure enough, it's better to be the evil sect and tell everything you know.
But it seems that the world has indeed changed. Today, the so-called lost warriors are only Sun Bo alone. Many inheritances may have been broken long ago.
Um? Lu Ming looked up, and before he knew it, his belly was already white.
Sighing 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 master-slave rules, she was still inconvenient 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 was indeed Xi Gong! It seems that the memory fusion is completed? Are you gradually getting into the role? It turns out that the inheritance path is like this, and it is indeed different from Bizhu.
"If this is 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 was really cunning, maybe she said that on purpose, right? Was she so excited that she would save her adopted brother? It feels like it's a bit like the Empress of the West Palace coaxing the emperor in a play?
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. This is probably 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 sworn 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 based on the great cause of the master. The ancients said that accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger. It seems that this is the case. Master's power 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 still up to the East Palace to control it.
He nodded at her and said, "If I were really you, 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.
