Zhao Yan raised his head, coughed, and said eagerly: "Yesterday, I went back to the Zhao Mansion to visit my mother and found that my mother had contracted a severe cold. After inquiring, I found that during the time I left, the Zhao Mansion did not treat my mother as a human being at all. His status is not even as good as that of a servant, and the food and clothing he wears are left over from the servants in the mansion."
"I originally wanted to ask Zhao Qianshan for an explanation, but my mother stopped me."
Zhao Yan said this with full hatred in his eyes. Zhao Qianshan was not only the head of the Zhao family, but also his father. However, he had never acknowledged this father. Instead, he had held a grudge against him since he was a child. The latter had never fulfilled his father's duties and duties. obligation.
Lu Feng patted Zhao Yan on the shoulder, and he could feel Zhao Yan's mood. Zhao Yan's mother was not the wife of Zhao Mansion's official matchmaker, and she did not even have the status of a concubine. She was just a maid whom Zhao Qianshan violated and toyed with.
If it hadn't been for giving birth to Zhao Yan, he might have died at the hands of the women Zhao Qianshan was marrying.
"I know my mother stopped me because she was afraid that I would be in trouble," Zhao Yan's tone became softer: "Because I didn't want to make my mother worry, I gave up the idea of asking for an explanation."
"But my mother's cold could not be delayed for long. I went to the housekeeper to ask for some herbs to treat the cold. After begging for a long time, I finally got some alms, but I bumped into Zhao An on the way back."
"Zhao An slapped me in the face without saying a word when he saw me. I was worried that fighting back in the house would harm my mother, so I endured his ridicule and beatings until he snatched my mother's medicine and sprinkled it on her face. On the ground, you don’t say anything, but you trample it with your feet..."
"This is the medicinal material that I have been begging for for a long time. My mother is still waiting for it to save her life," Zhao Yan began to laugh miserably, looking a little crazy.
"I couldn't keep calm anymore, so I picked up a branch from the ground and stabbed it towards Zhao An. Zhao An probably never dreamed that in just a short period of time, my cultivation would be as good as his," Zhao Yanxi said He smiled bloodily: "It's a pity that the branch is just a branch after all. Even if it has spiritual energy attached to it, it didn't stab him to death."
"Later, I was beaten severely by the guards who came over, knocked unconscious and brought here. Before I passed out, I heard that guy Zhao An yelling that he wanted to bury me alive."
Suddenly, Zhao Yan started to panic, pulled Lu Feng's hand and said: "No, if Zhao An knows that I am not dead, he will definitely hurt his mother to vent his anger. Quick, Teacher Lu, please save my mother."
It was a matter of human life. Whether as a mentor or a prison officer, Lu Feng had the responsibility and obligation to take action. Even as an ordinary person, he would not stand idly by after hearing what happened to Zhao Yan.
Lu Feng helped Zhao Yan up, pulled him to his back, and then quickly rushed towards the Zhao mansion.
Zhao Yan felt a little awkward leaning on Lu Feng's solid back, and said softly: "Teacher, I can walk by myself."
"You're already injured like this, what else can you do?" Lu Feng continued on his way without looking back.
Zhao Yan's face turned red, but his heart felt warm.
…
Lu Feng endured the weakness of his soul and took Zhao Yan back to the Zhao Mansion as quickly as possible. Zhao Yan was so anxious that he abandoned Lu Feng and rushed to the backyard room where his mother was.
"Your son injured me like this, and I buried him alive," Zhao An covered the wound on his abdomen that had been bandaged, gloating at a thin woman standing at the door of the wing, and casually removed Zhao Yan's blood-stained shirt
His coat was thrown to the ground.
The woman was startled. She felt like her breathing had stopped. Her whole mind went blank. Her legs and feet couldn't help but weaken. She collapsed to the ground tremblingly. She tried hard to crawl towards Zhao Yan's clothes, and couldn't stop her tears from flowing down her face.
When she saw that the blood stains on her clothes had not yet dried, the woman's heart suddenly tugged, as if she had been pricked by a needle, and a mouthful of blood spurted out uncontrollably, and a pitiful cry came from her mouth.
The woman, who was already suffering from cold illness, experienced the pain of losing her son, and could no longer suppress the sadness in her heart. She stepped down in an instant, and countless white strands appeared between the tips of her black hair at this moment.
"I advise you to stop living and die quickly. Maybe you can still catch up with that kid on the road to hell," Zhao An looked at the woman without mercy and kept talking.
The woman lowered her head and held Zhao An's blood-stained shirt tightly in her hands. Her hands began to tremble, she trembled a few times, and then spit out blood foam.
There is nothing greater than grief. The only thing holding a woman alive has disappeared, and there is no longer any thought of living in her heart.
If she had not been able to let go of Zhao Yan, the woman might have committed suicide more than ten years ago.
"No..." When Zhao Yan rushed to the wing, he happened to bump into his mother who was forced to cry and fall to the ground.
"Mother, wake up," Zhao Yan quickly stepped forward to support his mother, but the latter had already fallen into a coma, and her life was rapidly passing away.
Zhao An looked at the sudden appearance of Zhao Yan. He was surprised at first, and then became angry, "You are still alive. It just so happens that I haven't vented enough. I originally thought that burying you alive would be an advantage for you."
"That's enough!" Zhao Yan shouted loudly, "I have been tolerant over the years, but you have bullied me more and more. You really think I am afraid of you!"
Zhao An relied on the fact that he had a bodyguard by his side and did not take Zhao Yan seriously. "I've been putting up with you for a long time, young master. It just so happens that my father is traveling far away. Let's see who can save your life."
Suddenly, Zhao Yan's face turned pale, and he felt that his mother in his arms had lost her breath!
Mother and son never even saw each other for the last time.
"No……"
Zhao Yan roared sadly, the roar was extremely sad.
Lu Feng followed the sound and came over. Seeing this scene, he felt very sad and worried about whether Zhao Yan could withstand the pain.
Zhao Yan was somewhat unwilling to accept the reality. He kept pinching his mother's pulse and instilling spiritual energy into her, but he received no response.
"I'll kill you!" Zhao Yan's eyes were red and he looked at Zhao An angrily. He put his mother down and then rushed towards Zhao An.
Either biting or hitting him, he clung to Zhao An like a madman fighting, ignoring the attacks from the guards on both sides, vowing to die together with Zhao An.
Zhao An was bitten in many places, and the gauze wrapped around his abdomen was torn off and fell to the ground. His already seriously injured abdomen was torn open with a large gash by Zhao Yan's bare hands.
Zhao Yan was also seriously injured under the attacks of the guards and Zhao An. He was hit countless times on the back, his mouth and nose were bleeding, and his sternum was sunken.
Lu Feng watched all this, neither helping nor stopping. At this moment, Zhao Yan urgently needed to vent the grief in his heart, otherwise he would very likely go crazy.
The sound of fighting spread, and the guards of Zhao Mansion arrived one after another. Zhao Yan was beaten until he became unconscious.
It’s almost time to vent.
Upon seeing this, Lu Feng intervened and stopped the fight. With his strength in the Five Elements Realm, the guards had no power to fight back and easily took away the bodies of Zhao Yan and his mother.
…
Outskirts, Jiuquli Cemetery.
This is the area of Tianyuan City specially used for burying the dead.
Lu Feng spent most of an hour helping Zhao Yan recover from his injuries, and the latter slowly woke up from his daze.
"Teacher," Zhao Yan's voice was choked: "I had a dream, dreaming about my mother..."
Before he finished speaking, Zhao Yan suddenly saw his mother lying on the side beside him. His whole body trembled and he hurriedly stumbled over.
It turns out that this is not a dream!
After some crying and roaring, the entire cemetery fell into silence. Zhao Yan knelt down beside his mother's body without a god, lowering his head dully. Lu Feng stood by quietly and did not speak.
At this moment, Zhao Yan needs time to accept the reality and settle his pain.
From afternoon to evening, the sun slowly sets and darkness falls.
Until late at night, Zhao Yan finally cried again.
"Teacher~" Zhao Yan knelt and walked towards Lu Feng, kowtowing several times in succession: "Teacher, please teach me the art of killing, I want revenge!"
Lu Feng nodded calmly. In the past, considering Zhao Yan's life experience, he was worried that he would become a demon and cause trouble in the world after learning assassination. However, after encountering a catastrophe today, Zhao Yan's mind was still clear, which is enough to prove that the latter's character is extraordinary.
"Bury your mother first," Lu Feng took out a shovel and handed it to Zhao Yan. Looking at the perseverance on Zhao Yan's childish face, he knew that what happened today had a big impact on him, and his character was determined.
has become more mature.
…
The next day, Lu Feng arranged for Chi Mei to secretly escort Zhao Yan back to the spiritual prison. As for Zhao An, Lu Feng wanted to arrest him for interrogation in the name of the prison officer, but Zhao Yan refused.
One day, he will personally seek revenge from Zhao An.
Back in the prison, as soon as Lu Feng walked into the lobby, Wang Wei, Shan Wu, Zheng Ba and Xing Qi came out to greet him immediately, as if they had been waiting for a long time. Not only that, they all knelt down.
forward.
"Thank you for saving me, sir!"
The four of them shouted in unison, and everyone's expressions and demeanor were full of respect and gratitude, which was completely different from the attitude they had when they first met the day before yesterday.
At this moment, the four of them were willing to stay by Lu Feng's side and serve as the prisoners of this 'Qu Cai'.
"Everyone, get up. People will think that I am putting on official airs when they see me." Lu Feng said casually: "There is no need to be so polite in the future. Just be the same as before."
The four people couldn't help but look a little embarrassed when they heard this.
Before? They didn't have much respect before.
Of course, the four of them also understood that Lu Feng did not mean to blame them. On the contrary, they were very happy and appreciative of Lu Feng's approachable style.
After all, the four of them are also arrogant people, and they are not happy to ask them to raise their heads in worship and bow their heads.
"Wang Wei, how is your recovery? Are you feeling unwell?" Lu Feng looked at Wang Wei. This was his first time setting up the three, three, four, and four-armor formation, and he was not sure whether there would be any sequelae.
"Sir, I have fully recovered, and I have made a small breakthrough. The grace of saving my life will never be forgotten. From now on, Wei's life belongs to you, but I have orders, no matter how hard it is, I will fight to the death."
Wang Wei bowed deeply to Lu Feng again. Wang Wei had already learned how Lu Feng saved him from Shan Wu and others. He knew the dangers involved better than anyone else.