However, Lu Shanling turned a deaf ear: "Go and take a look at Nanshan... This child has been fond of mischief since he was a child. It's really..."
Hearing that he was still mumbling to himself, Bai Wuque freed up a hand to grab his collar: "I know you are sad. But now, we have more important things to do!"
It was almost an angry shout, and the sound shook Lu Shanling's ears.
He was stunned for a moment, then stopped. Bai Wuque couldn't see clearly his expression at the moment from behind him, but he could see that the roots of his ears were gradually swollen and red.
"You... are his senior brother." Lu Shanling's voice seemed to be choked with tears. "I'm the only family he has. We have to go see him - that's the most important thing."
Bai Wuque was also moved when he heard that Lu Shanling, who had choked him in various ways before, turned out to be completely impotent at this moment. But he soon remembered the matter of Liuli Haihai. After thinking about it for a few times, he still couldn't compromise on this.
"Lu Shanling, listen to me." He tried his best to be calm and said through gritted teeth, "The current disaster in the Lower Realm is beyond your imagination. And Henan Mountain also sacrificed his life heroically in the Lower Realm for the sake of the people. "
As Lu Shanling listened, her shoulders gradually began to tremble.
"His greatest wish is to conquer the most terrifying blood mist. If we really want to think about him, we must uphold his legacy, eliminate the blood mist from the lower world, and protect the lives of millions of people - do you know?"
Saying these words, Bai Wuque's heart continued to hurt. This was his mental journey and the reason why he gave up the reputation he valued most before.
——The benevolence of doctors. Since they hang the pot and walk in the world, they must have the consciousness of caring about the common people and living in the world for the people.
At present, thousands of people are exposed to blood, mist, water and fire, with thousands of casualties. They are the greatest hope for people in disasters, and since they carry such heavy hopes, how can they ignore them?
However, just as he finished speaking, Lu Shanling's almost changed voice came to his ears:
"My most precious apprentice is gone. Now, I want to see him first. Those things you mentioned... I will take action."
Bai Wuque's eyes hurt. He clenched his fists, made up his mind, and told Lu Shanling the truth he knew: "I tell you the truth... He Nanshan, he... died in the battle. Because of this, the lower world Tianlian him None of the bones have been found.”
Suddenly, Lu Shanling's eyes widened. His aura blew open his sleeves, scaring the squirrel on his shoulder into hiding.
"You, what did you say..." Lu Shanling was shocked beyond belief.
Bai Wuque gritted his teeth, blood oozing from his gums at the moment: "That's it. Whether you believe it or not, this is the fact."
Lu Shanling's hands, and then his whole body, gradually began to tremble, with the amplitude increasing from small to large, and he even looked much older.
"Nanshan... this..." He raised his head, but his eyes were already red, "How could it be like this..."
Recalling the scene when he came back from all the way to visit me and said goodbye. But unexpectedly, that was the last sight. From then on, the white-haired man sent the black-haired man away, and even the body was not seen for the last time.
He trembled for a moment, and his hands dropped limply.
Wind flowers wander in the night, like rootless wandering souls, crying silently in the bleak wind corridor.
"Haha...I don't like to accept disciples in my life." He suddenly realized something and slowly raised his head, "But I never thought that a sudden impulse could lead to such a sad thing."
When Bai Wuque heard this, he moved his lips slightly but said nothing.
"From now on, my only beloved disciple has passed away... I don't feel like this anymore. I might as well live in seclusion in Tingzhou and live in solitude for the rest of my life."
As he spoke, the reflection of the moonlight flashed in his pupils.
However, Bai Wuque, who was beside him, could no longer hold back at this moment. Seeing him like this, he couldn't help but feel like there was a fire in his chest.
"Lu Shanling... what do you mean by this?" His voice became louder and louder, even a little angry, "He Nanshan is dead. Yes, I am as sad as you!"
"I regret it. Many nights after that, I would dream about his face being covered in blood, and then helplessly watching him fall in front of me!" Bai Wuque's voice also became distorted, and his expression was terrifying, " At that time, I realized how stupid I was before, for the sake of being competitive, I didn’t even have a few words with him, my little junior brother!”
"I was too ridiculous before... so I repent now! I'm sorry for him, so I have no reason to degenerate! Do you understand?" Bai Wuque suddenly smiled, but two tears fell from his eyes at the same time.
"What does it have to do with me...?" Lu Shanling was also extremely excited. He looked at Bai Wuque in front of him, his heart was surging, but he could only hold back this sentence.
"I just want to say..." Bai Wuque's eyes were red and swollen, "Lu Shanling! I, Bai Wuque, am also your apprentice! He Nanshan is dead, but you still have a living apprentice, so why do you look so world-weary?! "
Lu Shanling was shocked by his words. He looked at this rebellious disciple who had never wanted to call him "Master" before, and was so shocked that he couldn't speak for a moment.
"What did you say?" Lu Shanling narrowed her eyes, "...you, you..."
After Bai Wuque finished speaking, he stared at him breathlessly. After all, his body was recovering, but his Qi was still not strong enough.
"Lu Shanling, you are his master. I am his senior brother. We are the last two people he cares about, aren't we?"
Bai Wuque's question made Lu Shanling seem to see the cloth and wooden box just now. The blood-stained handwriting seemed to be a trace engraved in his heart. Every word was bloody, and it hurt his heart.
"...Yes." He nodded with difficulty.
"Then if you really want to do something for him..." Bai Wuque took a deep breath of cool night air, and his nostrils clogged with tears relaxed a lot, "Just think about his last entrustment."
Lu Shanling was stunned for a moment. The excitement just now subsided and he gradually returned to rationality.
"Until the end, he hoped that we could develop a solution to overcome the blood mist and save thousands of people."
"Yes..." Lu Shanling agreed dumbly, the blood boiling under her chest.
"Now, the solution is available. But time is extremely tight now. Every moment of delay, the blood mist will poison more people." Bai Wuque looked directly into Lu Shanling's eyes, "We have to race against time."
Lu Shanling stopped answering. He fell silent. Soon, he looked like a withered flower, and his body slowly bowed down.
Bai Wuque slowly stepped forward and helped him up again.
But at this moment, what caught Bai Wuque's eyes were two thin tears.
At this moment, Lu Shanling had aged five or six years from her original appearance of about thirty years old. Several hairs on his temples were white, and tears slid down the fine wrinkles, like soft sand in an hourglass.
