C17

In the blink of an eye, another year had passed. It was now autumn, and a year had passed since Lü's parents had passed away.

Lu Lisheng's parents were buried not far behind the Mu Shan Village. The leaves on the trees were not completely yellow yet, but they had been beaten listless by the autumn wind. It was unknown when they were about to fall. Lu Jiexi had used all of his family's savings to get someone to build his parents' graves. At this moment, he was kneeling in front of his parents' graves.

Fatty Yang stood behind Lu Zhizhan. During this year, he would occasionally go to the Lu family to help out. The two of them had been fighting since they were young, but now, they were like real brothers. With his reputation as a hero, Fatty Yang was extremely respectful towards Hero Lü, while Old Madam Lü had died just because of a single sentence from Fatty Yang. This made Fatty Yang feel extremely guilty. With complicated feelings, Fatty Yang came to accompany Lü on the day of the sacrifice to pay respects to his ancestors.

After a year, Lu Zhizhan's grief had abated a lot. He knelt in front of the tombstones, kowtowed three times, and said to the tombstones, "Your son is unfilial. He has failed to live up to the grace of the two elders. After going out to adventure for three years, he thought that he had achieved something, but he could only watch helplessly as his father was maimed by evil people without being able to save him. I am alone now and my strength is limited, but I will do my best to track down my father's murderer and avenge him. No matter what kind of expert or power they are, the world will not fear them and will use their lives to comfort your souls. Even if one was a deity from the heavens, one would still have to cultivate Tao techniques in order to reincarnate into an ox and become a horse. They would then become deities to compete with him. Mother, Father, the two of you should rest in the netherworld.

With that, he kowtowed three more times, stood up, and left. Fatty Yang, who was listening attentively, did not prepare to leave as soon as he saw that Lu Cangshi was about to leave. He quickly kowtowed twice, stood up and followed him back to the Mu Shan Village.

After Lu Shishi returned home, he began packing his luggage. Fatty Yang just stood there blankly, watching without saying a word. At this time, Lu Shishi was much thinner than he was a year ago. However, the greatest change was not in his figure, but in his expression. One year ago, Lü had been unruly, laughing, and cursing, but now, he had become much calmer. His eyes were filled with determination and anger.

Although Lu Shisui would occasionally joke around while chatting with his neighbors, they could all feel his difference. After this unforeseen event, everyone felt that Lü had grown up, or perhaps it should be said that he had aged. For a child who was only eighteen years old, the experience of life was not mature, but a direct and childish transition to old age. It was also a very sad thing.

"Toad." Fatty Yang could not help but ask, "Where do you plan to go now?"

Lu Shishi looked up at Fatty Yang, smiled and said, "Go and avenge my father."

"Then who are you going to look for? They are all masked. " Fatty Yang asked in confusion, he was still that innocent little fatty.

Lu Shisui put his luggage to the side, took a sip from his water cup, then sat down on a chair and said, "I don't think it will be too hard to find. Although my father had a lot of grudges when he was young, he had never heard him say that there was such a powerful enemy. These people killed my father for some other reason. "

He held the cup in both his hands and rubbed it as he said, "Although I don't fight with many people, I know that the kung fu of these seven men in black are quite impressive. Although his father stopped fighting when he came to Mu Shan Village, he did not let go of his martial arts. On the contrary, because he was in a tranquil mood and practiced martial arts in such a beautiful place, the elder's cultivation level had increased yet again. Not only did his martial arts not decline when he was younger and more famous, it had even increased. When I was young, my father used to use a long sword to fend off the encirclement of seven village chiefs in the Qin Heaven Village of Shanxi Province. These seven people beat my father to the point where he was unable to fight back at all, and my martial arts were even better, so it should not be difficult to find traces of it in the martial arts world. "

Lu Caishi took another sip of water and continued, "Also, their weapons are all very special, especially that umbrella. If this strange weapon had appeared in the martial arts world before, there would definitely be people who would remember it and there would be clues to track it down. Even though I don't seem to have any leads, I believe that as long as we investigate it, we will definitely be able to find it. "

Fatty Yang, who was standing to the side and listening to Lü 'analysis, couldn't help but admire him secretly. He thought that it was impossible for him to see the other party covered his face, and felt that he really had no future. He said, "You're alone. Why don't you bring me along?"

Fatty Yang had had the dream of becoming a hero since he was young, but due to his parents' wishes, he only learned a few moves before going to sell pork. He was very envious of Lu Zhizhan's family background, as well as his martial arts. He wanted to follow Lu Zhizhan and roam the Jianghu, becoming an outstanding figure.

"Fatty Yang, do you know what this is?" Lu Shishi said as he took out his Tiger Skin Medallion.

Fatty Yang did not have much martial arts on his own, so when he saw his identity token, he did not have much of a reaction. He only felt that the fur on the token was abnormally bright and beautiful, so he shook his head and said, "I don't know." "What is this?"

"Do you still remember when we were children and listened to Old Wu's story at night in the village, the Tiger Skin Medallion that he gave to Uncle Qin? "This is it." Lu Shishi calmly said.

Hearing that, Fatty Yang said with his mouth wide open in surprise, "You … You. Why … Why … Get … This, you. "You …" All of a sudden, Fatty Yang did not know what he wanted to ask.

To Fatty Yang, a tiger token was a god-like item. He did not think that he would see a real tiger token in his lifetime. Even the story Elder Wu told, his impression was a little fuzzy. Even more so, he did not believe that this item would be in the hands of his childhood friend, Lü, who had grown up together with him.

Seeing Fatty Yang's dumb look, Lü couldn't help but laugh and say, "Do you think it's strange that I would have such a magical thing?"

Fatty Yang remained silent, opening his small round eyes wide and nodding his head.

"Where did you get it?" Fatty Yang composed himself and finally said a complete sentence.

"I picked it up on the way home." Lu Shishi held back his laughter as he spoke.

"Where did you pick it up? Is there anything else? Take me to see if I can get one too …" Fatty Yang seriously asked. However, before he could finish his words, he saw the corner of Lü 'mouth raise up, and he knew that he had been played by him.

"If you still have that kind of bad character, then tell me how did you get that Tiger Skin Medallion." Fatty Yang said while pouting, but seeing that his good friend's mood had improved, he was not really angry. Lu Shicheng told Fatty Yang about his encounters. When Fatty Yang heard this, he became serious, as if he was listening to a story from a village during the night back in his childhood.