From poisoning, cold arrows, ambushing, dead soldiers in the early years... to the fact that even visiting an old man who is about to die is assassinated, Lao Zhang feels that he is playing a game called "Dragon Quest".

He is an evil dragon.

The loquat flowers in the courtyard are blooming in great beauty, and bees make their final efforts to overwinter. The bare beech tree is already one foot thick and will be sawed and made into furniture next year.

The courtyard of Lu's house uses a lot of glass, because the lighting is good and the space is more transparent. It has the same building area as other wealthy families, but it always gives people the illusion that it is more spacious.

After another assassination, the guards were very enthusiastic, but they didn't dare to let Zhang De go to the room alone.

After several of our families followed each other and confirmed that the most dangerous thing in the room was a variegated cat, Lao Zhang sorted out his emotions and stepped in.

After entering the door, gently close the door.

The cat on the beam of the room was nervously looking at the uninvited guests coming in and out one after another, and Lao Zhang brought it more panic.

"Meow……"

Generally, nervous cats would not scream, but Zhang De came to Lu Deming's couch, placed a cushion in front, and then knelt on it. "General Hua" called out, then made a "gurgling" sound, shrinking into a ball, lying on the beam of the house, and losing the previous nervousness.

"gentlemen."

He shouted softly, and Lu Deming, who was open with his eyes, moved his fingers slightly. I don’t know if he was awake or confused. After a while, his eyes turned, but his head didn’t move.

"I am coming."

When Lu Deming heard this, he finally made a roaring "hoho" sound in his throat, as if someone had used a sharp blade to block the throat.

The sound was not loud, but Zhang De finally confirmed that this was the sober Old Man Lu.

Lu Deming moved his fingers and pointed in one direction. There was a brocade box on the other side.

Lao Zhang stood up and opened the brocade box. It was densely packed with words, and there were also a large number of land deeds, land deeds, and house deeds...

The words were asked questions, and Lu Deming had long expected that he might have a day when he could not speak. He prepared his requests and questions early, and then waited for Zhang De to come over and Zhang De himself decided or answered.

Continuing to kneel on the cushion, Lu Deming could feel the "closed disciple" reading there, and at this time, Sun Fujia was also here outside Lu's house.

Unlike Zhang De, Sun Fujia's relationship should be richer and more delicate. Moreover, he is old and seems to be able to see the end of his life, so he becomes even more sad.

He knew about the assassination, but was not nervous or panicked. When he arrived in the courtyard, Zhang Da'an and Lu Feibai were arranging the Lu family's children. After seeing Sun Fujia, he saluted one after another. Then the Zhang family's guards brought Sun Fujia into the room.

"Forget it, I... I'll wait for a while to visit again."

There was a vague feeling that Sun Fujia did not say. He knew that when he went in, he should be able to see Lu Deming's last side. If he didn't go in, he probably wouldn't be able to see it.

"Senior Brother."

Lu Feibai looked at Sun Fujia in surprise, but Sun Fujia just smiled bitterly, "I'm timid."

In addition to Zhang De's sake, he was still afraid that Lu Deming would die before him.

This is especially scary, this is the most scary!

"'The mountains and rivers on the outside and on the outside'...I brought it."

After Zhang De said, "It's a good piano."

Looking through Lu Deming's text, some questions were probably buried for many years. To put it bluntly, even Lu Deming was curious. If the knowledge of money, beauty, power and knowledge cannot impress you, where is your fun?

As for what is more straightforward behind it, Lu Deming won’t ask.

"People at that time thought that the country and the Central Plains were particularly glorious, but to me, it was very boring."

Zhang De said in a slightly sarcastic tone, not the pretentiousness of the late stage of "middle school disease", but the sincere mockery.

"The great goal is boring."

"Beautiful women are like jade, boring."

"High officials and generous salaries are boring, and gold and silver are boring... Everything in the Tang Dynasty is boring, people, things, heaven and earth... nothing can touch me."

After saying something, Lu Deming, who was shocked, stared at the couch with his eyes wide open, and another "hoho" sound came from his throat.

"I'm not hiding it by sir..."

Zhang De lowered his head and sighed helplessly, "I'm lonely."

No matter how brilliant the glory of this life is, what is the meaning? He is more willing to use the keyboard to express his passion, and he is more willing to drink with the rough soldiers. Even the very boring material test report, it tastes good when he reminisces.

He decided not to forget these "memories", and he was still very afraid.

"I must not be happy, I must not be happy..."

Zhang Dejian's body was slightly straightened, looking at Lu Deming on the couch, "Yiru, Mr., wanted to make a long-term plan for the Lu family, so he killed many troubles. Since I couldn't get along, I asked for a happy life. The Tang Dynasty was killed together. There was a little bit of it every day and night, and it was about to be killed, so I would not let the dynasty become a complete cycle of reincarnation and be killed completely."

Speaking of this, Zhang De's eyes finally became excited. He put down Lu Deming's brocade box and said slowly: "There is no dynasty in this world, so there is probably a little thought. Just like that, it's still a little short. I will add more fire and cut off these dynasties that destroyed them. I think it's the most enjoyable..."

Lu Deming's "hoho" sound on the couch became stronger and stronger, and he finally shouted two words: "Animal, live!"

But when he shouted, Lu Deming was smiling. His fingers moved again. Zhang De picked up the brocade box he had put down, and the words were densely packed, turning them backwards.

But there was a page that read: If the world is changed, a letter will be written to me, and I will tell you.

Seeing this, Lao Zhang was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "Sir, I am a god!"

Zhang De's crazy laughter came from the room, and the people outside the room looked at each other, and even the guards thought it was weird. His teacher was almost dead, and he was still laughing so well?

Is the teacher very happy?

"General Hua" took a nap on the beam of the house by the laughter. It took a step, looked down, and then followed the beam and pillar, and then fell to the ground.

The straight tail stood up and drooped, then wandered to the couch, leaned beside Lu Deming's pillow, meowed, and rubbed his head against Lu Deming's cheek.

"Sir, I will live a happy place. When I have the fate in the future, the students will go to the underworld to pay their respects."

On the couch, Lu Deming smiled peacefully and made two last two "hoho" sounds, just like his neck was cut off. After the short sound, there was finally no movement.

With a smile on his face, Zhang De gently touched General Hua, then put Lu Deming's hand in the quilt, stood up, bowed with the brocade box, and turned around and left.
Chapter completed!