The afterglow of the setting sun shines on the bare mountains, and everything is silent.
Sitting on the slab of the pool of Glory Stone, Lu Ming handed Huo Tu Xin a kettle. Huo Tu Xin took it and drank it in one gulp. His face was covered with water stains. He seemed to be more energetic, but his eyes were still dull. god.
Reaching out to wipe the sweat on his face, Huo Tu Xin raised his lowered eyes slightly and asked feebly: "Clan leader, they..."
Lu Ming replied: "The clan leader is dead. Chi Fang fainted from exhaustion. As for the casualties of other clan members, they are still being treated. They are all on the fishing boat."
When he saw the bare mountain, the result was already expected. Huo Tuxin raised his head and took another sip of water. Suddenly he threw the kettle on the ground. He was filled with indescribable anger.
"Boy, is there any wine on the boat?"
Lu Ming nodded, turned around and took out another wine bottle from the fishing boat and handed it to him, saying: "It's not that strong. This is specially prepared for Linglong."
Huo Tuxin took the jug, took off the cork, raised his head for a moment, and then drank it all in one gulp. The sound of the water flowing and the swallowing almost made him choke. The wine was still too empty, and he drank it in a hurry. It can also choke people.
The salty taste spread on his face. Huo Tuxin threw the wine bottle back, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and looked at Lu Ming with a smile on his lips, "Thank you!"
"I knew you silly girl was right!"
Lu Ming took a sip of his wine and said nothing. He could see that Huo Tu Xin was just using this to change the subject, hoping to talk about something exquisite to distract him from the sadness of the constant deaths of his clan members he had just faced.
Too many people who made fireweavers died, and they were almost exterminated.
Adults are learning to numb themselves and say irrelevant things, even if the thing itself is correct.
Huo Tu Xin continued to drink. The wine was specially prepared by Lu Ming and had a much duller taste. He drank a lot. In the end, he continued to praise Lu Ming's craftsmanship and said that his daughter was not with the wrong person, as if the previous flames had never happened. Pass.
Until, Linglong walked out of the boat and told the two of them about the damage caused by the fire demon. More than two-thirds of the Fire Weaver tribe members had been lost, and most of the survivors were old people and children. The members of the Tongshan Group protected them closely. Behind you.
Huo Tu Xin stopped drinking and burst into tears. Tears covered his cheeks. Linglong comforted him several times, but he seemed to have ignored her. He was immersed in his own world and cried in his arms.
Lu Ming reached out and pulled Linglong up, "Let him cry. The people who died include the clan elders who watched him grow up, and the friends he grew up with. That in itself is an extremely uncomfortable thing."
Linglong's eyes were dim as she leaned against Lu Ming. She couldn't help but feel sad and cried softly, "Lu Ming...but there is also my partner in there..."
Lu Ming patted her shoulder gently and said nothing until her mood stabilized a lot, then he said again, "Control your clan members' bodies and bury them properly."
"I know there are still many people who are injured and may not even survive. Tell them to hold on and I will cure them."
Linglong's eyes brightened slightly, "What can you do?"
"You can try it."
Lu Ming stretched out his palm and exerted a slight force. He didn't feel the familiar presence. He suppressed his thoughts and said, "I can't do anything about the dead people, but the living people, no matter how seriously injured they are, are just missing the origin of life. There is always something that can be done." Make up for it.”
"As long as we find the little tree, we will find a solution."
The small tree gathers almost infinite sources of life, and its own life breath can even make people immortal. Lu Ming has fused with the small tree many times, so he is naturally aware of its energy.
Of course, the premise is that Xiaoshu agrees.
That guy... is not a dead thing.
"Looking for the little tree..." Linglong nodded, then immediately raised her head, mist appeared in her eyes, and her tone was full of surprise and disbelief, "Lu Ming, you are..."
Lu Ming narrowed his eyes and smiled, hugged her into his arms, and said helplessly: "Miss Li Shiqing, do you think you don't know your Mr. Lu so soon?"
"you!"
"Miss Li Shiqing~"
"You bastard!"
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On the way from Pingting to Zhihuo, there was still an extremely luxurious fishing boat in the sky. The entire fishing boat was decorated with lanterns, red balls, and the word "happy", and other parts that were occasionally exposed were also decorated with jewels.
This is Wei Sheng Yan’s fishing boat, the best fishing boat in the Wei Sheng family.
The fishing boat he planned to use to hold his wedding to Yinzhuang.
"This is destined to be an unforgettable wedding~"
On the deck, Wei Shengyan held a wine glass in his hand and looked up at the bright moon in the sky. His whole face was red and he looked intoxicated, and he murmured softly, almost dreamily.
The old housekeeper walked over several times to offer comfort, but Wei Shengyan waved and scolded him away. Only luxurious food and wine were prepared on the table for him to immerse himself in his own world and anesthetize himself.
Dressed in red, she pushed out the side room and looked at the water all over the floor and the pieces of porcelain accidentally dropped on the floor. She frowned slightly and moved her red lips slightly to say something. She seemed to have thought of something but did not speak.
.
Yin Zhuang walked to Wei Shengyan and looked up at the bright moon with him. She looked calm and natural, and said very calmly: "I heard the housekeeper said you are losing your temper?"
"Why, are you surprised?"
"I can't say, since you agreed to our deal, I have to fulfill my duties." Yinzhuang paused, retracted her eyes, and said softly: "After all, in a few days, I will be your Weisheng Yan
wife."
"Wife, hehe."
As if he heard a joke, Wei Shengyan sneered and showed sarcasm. He looked at that beautiful face, quiet and elegant, and seemed to feel something. It was like meeting him for the first time, but the expression on his face gradually became calm.
Yin Zhuang chuckled lightly, raised her hand and filled a glass of wine for him gently: "I thought you would say: That is the status that I, Wei Sheng Inkstone, have exchanged for my life-long foundation with your Yin family."
Wei Sheng Yan looked at the almost full wine glass and poured it into his mouth without hesitation, "Although it is a deal, am I, Wei Sheng Yan, so vulnerable in your eyes?"
"I can't say you are vulnerable, and I don't mean to belittle you. On the contrary, in some places, I admire you very much and worship you. You come from a humble background, but you can single-handedly build this city in a matter of decades.
A family with an average wealth in Sichuan." Yinzhuang looked at him with admiration, "This is definitely not something that ordinary people can do."
"To get what others can't get, you have to give what others can't give. To solve the problem, it's just ruthless. I'm ruthless to my opponents and ruthless to myself. I stumbled all the way to get to where I am today."
Wei Shengyan looked indifferent and said.
"Yes, that's why I don't like you." Yin Zhuang nodded, lowered his eyes and looked at the ground, "It's true that I admire you, it's true that I admire you, but... it's also true that I don't like you!"
Wei Shengyan's tone paused for a moment, looking at the woman who lowered her head, and then he burst into a wry smile.
Until Yin Zhuang raised her head and poured him another drink, Wei Shengyan picked up the wine glass and drank while saying, "When I was five years old, my parents sold me to a rich family as a slave for money."
The wine glass was placed on the table. Wei Shengyan stopped Yin Zhuang from pouring wine and continued: "When I was six years old, I met my master. He took a fancy to my qualifications and rescued me from his master's house.
Life."
"In Nianguang Pavilion, I studied hard and studied all the famous ancient books in Suchuan, among which I was somewhat proficient in business.
I thought that I would spend my whole life simply and happily under the teachings of my mentor until I was ten years old. From that time on, I discovered an interesting thing."
Facing those interested eyes, Wei Shengyan showed an extremely ridiculous expression and said with a smile: "My memory seems to be gradually becoming incomplete. I often forget some things, and I often think of some things that I have no memory of."
things."
"I felt sick at the time, so I found my master, but he told me that I was not sick, but that I had read too many books and the visions I saw were just dazzled. The master started to say some strange things."
"Until one day, I finally discovered the reason. I saw with my own eyes that my master was tampering with other people's memories. I felt scared, terrified. I... didn't want to be someone who didn't have my own memories, even if that was my childhood.
tragic."
"I started carving words on my arms, but I still forgot a lot of things. Later, Nianguang Pavilion needed to develop in contact with the outside world. Because of my good performance, my mentor arranged this job. After I went out, I became friends with Pingjiang Hou."
"I inquired in many places and finally learned several ways to restrain Li's illusion. Then when I was 16 years old, I killed my master, and Heping Jianghou joined forces to massacre everyone in Nianguang Pavilion, using Nianguang Pavilion's
Based on wealth, Heping Jianghou became a 'friend'..."
Big beads of sweat flowed from his forehead. Wei Sheng Yan patted his forehead, as if to make himself more awake, "Later, when the Wei Sheng family's business was growing, I killed many people and did many things.
."
The cold wind blew by, and her forehead felt cool. Wei Shengyan's eyes became clearer and he asked her: "Yinzhuang, I have killed many people and done many heinous things in the eyes of others. Do you know why I did them?"
?”
Facing those calm eyes, Yin Zhuang flashed a trace of confusion. After opening her eyes, she said calmly: "At first it was for freedom, but then... I don't know."
Wei Shengyan was stunned and smiled sadly, "Sure enough, you still understand me."
"But I tell you, later on, I also wanted to be free. Do you believe me?"
Yin Zhuang turned back and looked at him. Without thinking for a long time, she nodded lightly, "Of course I believe it."
Wei Shengyan's eyes showed astonishment, and then he suddenly smiled, "So this is you, Yin Zhuang~"
"Anyone who wants to do business with me for the rest of his life is always so honest."
Yin Zhuang didn't answer. After a while, she stood up and looked at the sky. The moon was covered by dark clouds and the air became thinner. She sighed softly and said, "It's cold, let's go back."
"No rush," Wei Shengyan chuckled, picked up the jug and poured two glasses of wine. One glass of wine was handed to Yinzhuang, while the other was held by himself. "After drinking this glass of wine, today is over."
The wine was crystal clear in the glass, reflecting the beautiful red makeup.
Yin Zhuang was silent for a moment, then reached out to take it and drank it down in one gulp. Wei Shengyan smiled, put the wine glass on the table and stretched out her hand to support Yin Zhuang who fainted.
The old housekeeper walked out of it with light steps, glanced at the woman who fell in the arms of the master, and quickly lowered his head, "Master, what do you want?"
"At the next port, arrange a fishing boat to take Miss Yinzhuang back to Pingting."
"What about us?"
"The itinerary remains the same, go to weave fire." Wei Shengyan tried his best to pick up Yinzhuang and walked towards the house, "She is different, she is very good...she wants to do business with me..."
"I don't know if Your Majesty has recovered his memory. Forget it, I don't want to anymore. No matter what, he promised to be my witness. Even if they forget, I can make him remember."
The old housekeeper lowered his head until Wei Shengyan's figure disappeared into the house. Then he squatted down and began to clean up the residue left by drinking on the deck. Occasionally, he looked at Wei Shengyan's room with a hint of pity.
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A few days later.
Weave fire.
Nestled against the river bed, on the original boundary of the town, and on the mountain closer to Glory Stone, several natural green huts were erected. These are naturally exquisite masterpieces. The surviving Fireweaver tribe members live on this boundary.
In the pool next to the Glory Stone, the water flowed down from the mountain again, filling the entire pool. The sound of running water in the gap was ethereal and natural, as if everything had never happened.
Young men and women sat on the rocks on the opposite bank, their bare feet rippling in the water.
"Huo Tu Ke, when he was a young man from Zhihuo, he met me by chance. I don't know where his brain went wrong. He wanted to be my little brother. He couldn't stop him and just followed me.
I ran all the way to Zhaodu..."
Linglong, oh no, Li Shiqing looked at Lu Ming, who was bragging about himself, with a disgusted expression, "Speak down, speak down, if you let my father and the others know about this, you will probably die ten times."
"Isn't this what you want to hear?" Lu Ming shrugged.
"That's not what I want to hear. What I want to know is why you appeared five hundred years ago, and why I happened to be five hundred years later." Li Shiqing frowned and pinched Lu Ming's chin, "In between
There must have been some accidents, don’t lie to me!"
Lu Ming took advantage of the situation and rested his chin pillow on her hand, "There was some accident, but I forgot about it. I need to find Xiaoshu to find out."
"Then where is he now? Wasn't it your tree that I saw in Pingting Nianguang Pavilion before?" Li Shiqing thought.
"That's just a leaf. The real small tree has long been..." Lu Ming suddenly paused, as if feeling something, and looked up at the sky. Pieces of green leaves fell from the sky, and the source was a red fishing boat.
On the fishing boat, a middle-aged man dressed in black held a leaf in his hand and gently dropped it, looking at the two of them with a gentle smile.
"That's...Weisheng Inkstone!" Li Shiqing recognized the people on the fishing boat.
"That's the leaf of a small tree." Lu Ming recognized the leaf.