During the martial art competition, Liang Yue was plotted against by Lu Qian using a despicable method, thus forming a grudge against him. At the same time, after exchanging a few words with him, Liang Yue knew that Liang Yue's character was boorish and arrogant, but today he was very different from his usual self; his manner was respectful and reverent. Although Lu Qian was puzzled, he was even more startled by Liang Yue's words. "My Shishu's funeral?" He asked, "What … what's going on?" Unconsciously he glanced toward the urn. Liang Yue was as calm as usual; he laughed and said, "Lu Shishu, don't be anxious. This is an important matter for your honorable Sect, of course you will be in charge of the funeral. It's just that if you don't care about your appearance, you will be disrespectful to He Zhangmen. Xiao Nephew will accompany you to buy some new clothes, and then we will go to the bathhouse to take a bath and freshen up. Since I am with Lu Shishu, you don't have to worry about not being able to attend the funeral. "
Lu Qian had been crawling and rolling in the wind and rain all night, his clothes were splashed with mud and dirt, his face was covered with a lot of dust, he really looked like a homeless vagabond. Who would recognize him as the Sect Leader of Kunlun's major Sect? He could not help but feel ashamed. Liang Yue stepped forward to support him, saying, "This is Xiao Nephew's way of expressing my sincerity. If you don't accept it, it means you don't want to forgive Xiao Nephew."
Lu Qian still did not dare to let his guard down. "He said he was separated from his fellow disciples," he mused, "This lie is really full of loopholes. Don't tell me they don't send people to take care of injured disciples? If he was not strong enough halfway, how could Diancang Pai leave him alone? " But looking at the situation, he knew that he would not be able to gain anything from Liang Yue. What was Liang Yue going to do? Along the way, he observed that Liang Yue was indeed doing his best. As soon as they reached the shop, Liang Yue would take out his money to buy whatever he wanted, and respectfully hold it in his hands as he waited, just like a rich family's young master's manservant, attentive and considerate. Lu Qian felt sorry; he randomly selected several items and walked out of the shop.
Afterward they went to the bathhouse. Lu Qian did not know where to put the urn, he was worried that Liang Yue would not explain. Liang Yue did not ask anything, he did not even look at it, he simply gave the shopkeeper several ingots of silver and told him to take good care of it. Liang Yue, Liang Yue, Lu, Liang Yue, Liang Yue, and Liang Yue. Liang Yue. Lu Yue, Yue, Liang Yue. Liang Yue ordered someone to wipe his back and said with a smile, "Martial Uncle Lu, I know you're still suspicious. Can I be considered as' treating you with sincerity 'now?"
Lu Qian said in his heart, "Maybe I am overthinking. This kid is just an inexperienced worker. As soon as he saw that I am the Sect Leader of Kunlun, he changed his mind and wanted to follow me to enjoy a comfortable life." With a fake laugh he said, "No, no, I still have something to ask you, my Shishu …"
As soon as he mentioned this matter, Liang Yue's smile did not change. He changed the topic and said, "Stealing half a day's leisure, Lu Shishu, you are very particular about bathing. The filth on your body is completely removed, it is the happiest. Right now you are enjoying yourself wholeheartedly. Let's find another time to sit down and talk about it slowly. After all, I am not the Wulin Alliance's Meng Zhu, and you are also not the Meng Zhu. Even if the sky falls down, there is still Li Yijie to hold it up. "Lu Qian was displeased; his suspicions rose again.
When he came out of the bathhouse, he did not see his old clothes, but he had a new robe to change into, so he did not pay much attention to it. He thought, "Who would care about a few tattered clothes? It's not a big deal." From the corner of his eyes he saw Liang Yue and the shopkeeper whispering to each other. His face showed his displeasure. "What's the matter?" he asked in surprise.
Liang Yue's expression stiffened for a moment. Without waiting for him to ask, he quickly stepped forward and said with a smile, "Nothing, nothing." Lu Qian suspected that he was imagining things. When he lifted the earthen jar, his hands felt heavy. "How come it seems a bit heavier?" he muttered to himself. Liang Yue laughed and said, "I am afraid Shishu is so hungry that you lack strength. Xiao Nephew will take you to a restaurant. After you drink several bowls of wine, lifting the earthen jar will be as easy as lifting a feather."
Lu Qian sneered inwardly, "It's not like I have never been hungry before. How can it be this exaggerated? But if he is really talking nonsense, how can I know that I have been deceived? " He felt that this layer of window paper was so thin that it could be broken with a poke, but it was as indistinct as a dense fog, difficult to touch. Liang Yue took him to a big restaurant. Although it was not as luxurious as Chang 'an's Fei Xian Lou, its scale was still very good. Unconsciously he thought of his first encounter with Nangong Xue. At that time she treated him extremely well. Time flew by, that time when they traveled together seemed like a lifetime ago. If he could choose again, he wondered if he would rather start all over again, or stay in the present and be the Sect Leader in name? He knitted his eyebrows and said, "If we want to eat wine, we can just find a roadside restaurant. Why do we need to spend so much money?"
Liang Yue laughed and said, "How can we show filial respect to Lu Shishu so casually? Xiao Nephew has plenty of money. "He ordered the waiter," Bring a plate of each of your signature dishes, and also five catties of wine. "Lu Qian was displeased," Since we can't eat so much, won't it be a waste? "Liang Yue laughed and said," Isn't it even more worthless to give good wine to ordinary people to quench their thirst? Lu Shishu, please do as you wish. Even if it's just a touch of your lips, it won't be wasted. "Lu Qian was vain, listening to Liang Yue's flattery, he smiled faintly.
Before the dishes arrived, the wine was already served. Lu Qian pretended to be amiable and said with a forthright laugh, "Ha ha ha, it's true that a friend in need is a friend indeed. Someday when I, Ol 'Lu, am deserted by my friends and family, to have a confidant like Liang Yue is enough!" Liang Yue said in fear and trepidation, "Lu Shishu, please don't say such inauspicious words. Your good days ahead are still long." He raised his wine cup and said, "If Xiao Nephew says something wrong and causes Lu Shishu to misunderstand, Xiao Nephew will punish myself with three cups of wine." Finished speaking, he threw his head back and downed the cup. He flipped the bottom of the cup towards Lu Qian and then picked up the wine jug to pour more wine.
Lu Qian did not stop him. After he finished drinking, he said leisurely, "Liang Yue, you really respect me as your Shishu. I have a few questions that you must answer honestly." Liang Yue said, "Lu Shishu, please ask. Xiao Nephew will tell you everything I know, I will tell you everything I know." Lu Qian nodded and said, "Excellent!" He fiddled with the wine cup with one hand and pretended to be indifferent as he asked, "Earlier you mentioned my Shishu He's funeral, where did you get the information? Is it reliable? "
Liang Yue said, "Xiao Nephew once saw a group of brothers from the Kunlun Sect carrying the coffin on their way. Looking at the direction, they were heading back to Kunlun. Could it be that after returning to the mountain, they didn't hold a funeral ceremony? Shishu He was the previous Sect Leader. After his death, naturally he should be buried with a grand ceremony. What's wrong with that? "Lu Qian muttered to himself," I was wondering what was going on. Turns out it was just your guess. But that group of little bastards actually carried an empty coffin back to Kunlun? What kind of trick are they playing? "
Liang Yue's ears were sharp. He asked curiously, "Lu Shishu said empty … empty what?" Lu Qian was startled. He hurriedly covered it up and said, "That's right, that's right … no, it's nothing … I said empty … that's right, I said this wine cup is empty!" Liang Yue laughed and said, "It's Xiao Nephew's negligence. I'll pour more wine for Shishu right now."
Lu Qian secretly blamed himself, "As the Sect Leader, if I appear flustered in front of my own martial nephew, wouldn't it be obvious that I have a guilty conscience? I must be more careful in the future. " Placing his palm on the top of the urn, he asked tentatively, "Do you want to know what's inside this urn?" While paying close attention to Liang Yue's reaction, who would have thought that right at this moment a waiter would bring a plate of fat chicken and put it on the table. Lu Qian did not want to ask anymore, he could only drink in silence.
Liang Yue tore off a chicken leg and chewed it. "I don't care," he said, "Those are merely worldly possessions. When I was born, I didn't bring them with me; when I died, I didn't bring them with me. Lu Shishu, after the battle at the Heroes' Assembly, Xiao Nephew has thought things through a lot. Just treat it as if I am talking nonsense. There's no harm in you listening. During the martial art competition, we were still friends of the same generation. Later on, although you did not become the Meng Zhu, due to a freak combination of factors, you became the Sect Leader of Kunlun. Immediately you have a meteoric rise and you can be considered to have some real power in your hands. Do you feel a little bit of 'lonely at the top' feeling now? "
Lu Qian's mind was spinning a thousand times, a hundred times, but he could not guess what Liang Yue was trying to trick him into. Pretending to be modest, he said half-heartedly, "Every gain must have a loss. The burden on my shoulders is heavy, unlike the carefree and happy life I had when I was a lowly disciple. Humph, what's the big deal about being the Sect Leader of Kunlun? You must know that at that time my heart was set on becoming the Wulin's Meng Zhu. "
Liang Yue said, "Misfortune may be a blessing in disguise. Since Lu Shishu understands the hardships involved, do you still want to wait for an opportunity to rise to the top? "Lu Qian said," The joy of profit far surpasses the worry of being bound. I still want to take it. "Unconsciously he had revealed his true feelings.
Liang Yue clapped his hands and laughed. "Shishu is really ambitious. Xiao Nephew has been mediocre since birth. In life, the most important thing is to maintain one's position. Whichever piece of material you are, that's what your status is. If you are a stupid piece of wood, dung, or rock, yet you still want to have your eyes on the top of your head, passing off fish eyes as pearls, passing off shoddy goods as good ones, your end will be very sad. It's a pity that life is short. Indulging in sensual pleasures, enjoying the pleasures of life in time is the way to go. Don't tell me you don't want to part with the beautiful world? Because of this, every mouthful of wine you drink should be tasted until the last drop. Man is like a boat, power is like water. Water can carry the boat, but it can also capsize the boat. "His tone was particularly strange. He seemed to be discussing the matter as it was, but in fact, every word and sentence had a deep meaning. Lu Qian felt that Liang Yue would not be able to say it, so someone must have taught him to memorize it first. He said coldly, "Oh? He said coldly, "Listening to Shishu Liang's tone, there seems to be a hidden meaning in your words."
Sure enough, Liang Yue's hand holding the cup trembled imperceptibly, but he immediately covered it up. "It's nothing," he said with a laugh, "Eat! Eat! "
Although the meal was full of fish and meat, Lu Qian still did not have much appetite. He only ate a few mouthfuls of rice, and drank more wine. After the meal, they talked about the return trip. This time Liang Yue did not refuse, he went to buy a horse and galloped at full speed for several days before arriving at Kunlun. Lu Qian saw black gauze and white silk were everywhere on the mountain. It really looked like a funeral. After arranging a guest room for Liang Yue, he saw a luxurious coffin parked in the mourning hall. Many people from various sects had already arrived. It was not convenient for Lu Qian to inquire about the details of his disciples, so he had them look through the almanac and choose a date. "When Shishu was still alive, I did not see any of you having a good relationship with him. You did not listen to Li Yijie's order to seek trouble with the Devil Cult, but you all came to Kunlun to join in the fun?" But on the surface he still had to salute and welcome them. Besides, since he had a big coffin to support him, he did not need to use the urn to make trouble. But in the short term he did not dare to leave it easily. He secretly comforted himself, "As long as I can get through this last hurdle, everything will be fine."
In the blink of an eye, it was the day of the funeral. Lu Qian, wearing mourning clothes, took the lead and carried the coffin to the flat ground on the mountain top. This place was Kunlun's highest peak. Next to it were sheer cliffs and precipitous cliffs, a bottomless abyss. It was the autumn equinox, the cold dew, the wind was slightly cold. The coffin was placed in the middle of the field. Everybody stood in a circle, bowing and praying together. Lu Qian could not help but encourage them, "Seniors have come to send off my Shishu on his last journey. Let me express his deep gratitude on his behalf. Shishu's greatest wish when he was alive was to pacify the chaotic world, to stabilize the four directions. The rise and fall of the country is everybody's responsibility. But the Meng Zhu's responsibility is even heavier. It is not enough just to say a few empty words about loving the people. "
A Shaolin disciple let out a cold laugh and said, "What else does Lu Zhangmen think he needs? Don't forget that Li Shaoxia was the winner of the Heroes Assembly. He is proficient in both civil and martial arts. No matter what, he is more qualified than you. We are here to pay our respects to your esteemed teacher, not to give you face. We don't have time to quarrel with you. I advise Sire to keep your mouth shut, don't open it. "
Lu Qian let out a cold laugh and said, "It's just a little bit of face; what's the big deal? In any case, my Shishu is Li Yijie's elder. Why didn't he come? " The Shaolin disciple said, "To put it bluntly, Kunlun is only a branch of the Meng Zhu's army. If every small matter in Jianghu requires the Meng Zhu's personal attention, won't he be too busy?"
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