"It's none of my business!" Lu Ming's face was livid. He was always serious, but now he was forced into a corner by Sang Wusheng, and he accidentally swore. Sang Wusheng grinned, and Lu Ming became more and more angry. While Sang Wusheng was distracted, he quickly twisted his fingers to make a seal and cast a spell to escape from Sang Wusheng's control.
Sang Wusheng sighed helplessly, looking at the man standing not far away with a wary look on his face. A hint of darkness flashed across his eyes, but he finally closed his eyes, suppressed the bitterness in his heart, and forced a smile at Lu Ming, saying in a hoarse voice: "I just missed you, and just wanted to see you."
Lu Ming looked at Sang Wusheng silently, automatically ignoring the strong emotions in his words, and coldly stared at the person in front of him who brought him extreme humiliation. He didn't know what Sang Wusheng had experienced recently. He was covered in dust, with an abnormal blush on his face, and looked very tired. There was a faint smell of medicine floating around his body, as if he had suffered a serious injury.
Lu Ming frowned, and finally couldn't help but asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Sang Wusheng smiled weakly and said sadly, "I have been looking for my brother. I finally found out where you were, but something happened and delayed me for some time."
Lu Ming's mind raced. Over the years, he had been reminding himself to review the plot of this world every few days. Therefore, even after many years, he still clearly remembered the very important plots in the book. Calculating the time, Sang Wusheng should have had a direct conflict with another force in the demon world who wanted to bring him down, so he was seriously injured.
However, in the plot, Sang Wusheng fainted in the woods after being injured and was rescued and brought home by a girl who accidentally passed by. As time went by, they fell in love with each other and the girl successfully joined Sang Wusheng's harem.
Thinking of this, Lu Ming's face became more gloomy, and a nameless anger rose up. He forced himself not to look at Sang Wusheng's sick face, and said coldly: "You go, He Mansion is not a place for you to come."
Sang Wusheng's face changed, his lips trembled, but he didn't say anything in the end. He deliberately relaxed his eyebrows and changed the subject: "Brother, are you going to deal with the other clans?"
Lu Ming looked at him coldly without answering. Sang Wusheng said again: "Brother will be very busy by then. For example, the Sang family has been very prosperous in recent years and has a huge influence. It is very difficult to bring it down."
Hearing this, Lu Ming was shocked. How could he have almost forgotten that Sang Wusheng was the grandson of the previous patriarch of the Sang family who was living away from home? The weapon refining competition to be held in a while would be a critical opportunity for Sang Wusheng to show off his skills and make a splash!
Lu Ming's expression changed. After thinking for a long time, he said, "What do you want?"
Sang Wusheng smiled and said, "Of course I will lend a helping hand to my brother."
Lu Ming sneered: "You said you were helping me, how could I not know that you were using each other? As far as I know, the current patriarch of the Sang family has no intention of letting you return alive and recognize your ancestors."
Sang Wusheng was not annoyed. He felt that as long as he could see his brother, it was the happiest thing in his life. Even if he was insulted by his brother or said some hurtful words, it was nothing to him. As long as his brother could still pay attention to him, there would always be room for maneuver. As for all the family property of the Sang family, it was not attractive to him. But after all, it was his mother's family. His grandfather was old and his power was hollowed out. If the Sang family allowed his uncle to do whatever he wanted, it would be defeated sooner or later. How could he easily let go of the relatives who drove his mother out of the Sang family?
Thinking of this, Sang Wusheng smiled gently and said in a soft voice: "Whatever my brother says is fine. Now that all the families have received the news, it will reach the He family within three days. My brother should make preparations in advance."
Lu Ming frowned and asked, "It's so fast?"
Sang Wusheng smiled and replied: "It was my brother who started this bad thing. The talisman for delivering the message..."
Before Sang Wushenghua finished speaking, Lu Ming understood. He was surprised and said, "Didn't I destroy them all? How could someone still use them?"
Lu Ming remembered very clearly that he had spent a lot of money on the black market to buy a long-lost secret technique blueprint. The blueprint recorded the method of making a talisman that could transmit information very quickly, even if they were thousands of miles apart, which was even better than modern wireless phones. People who practice immortality have a different kind of wisdom and their own unique way of progress. Any functional talisman with defects will inevitably be replaced by a better talisman in the near future.
However, the materials needed to make the spell are extremely bloody and brutal. The human blood of a living person is needed to nourish the Cordyceps sinensis, and the success rate is less than one percent. In other words, if you are unlucky, you may kill hundreds of living people to only make one. Moreover, there is no better material to replace this kind of message spell at this stage. Although this blueprint is a very good idea, Lu Ming feels that if this kind of spell is widely promoted, the vulnerable groups in this world will face a terrible scene. Therefore, Lu Ming immediately united various forces to destroy all the rubbings of the blueprints circulating on the market, while he himself studied another method to replace the production in space.
Lu Ming sighed. Although he moved very quickly, a part of the picture was obviously still leaked out.
Sang Wusheng saw Lu Ming's annoyance in his eyes, his brows slightly furrowed, and habitually raised his thumb to gently tap his nose. His heart softened, and he couldn't help but whispered: "Don't worry, brother, I'll help you kill those people."
Lu Ming raised his head and glared at Sang Wusheng, "You are really good at stopping killing by killing."
Sang Wusheng smiled, and his handsome face under the moonlight suddenly had a few evil spirits, looking even more like a demon. He suddenly leaned forward, pressed his lips against Lu Ming's and kissed him, then quickly jumped away a few meters, looked at Lu Ming from a distance and smiled: "Brother, this is the reward for me leaking the news in advance, I'll take it first."
Lu Ming was furious, but helpless. He could only watch Sang Wusheng leave quickly with a grim face.
Three days later, in the early morning, as the sun was slightly bright, the front of the He Mansion began to become lively. About a few hundred people gathered at the door, clamoring for the owner to go out and greet them.
The people who came were all from various big families, led by the patriarchs of various big families. They shouted outside the door for a long time, but the two brothers of the He family were reluctant to come out. They originally wanted to break the door directly, but the He family was really abominable. They set up many forbidden talismans inside and outside, and the power of the forbidden talismans was very strong and overbearing. If they broke through by force, they would probably backfire. They had no other choice but to shout and curse outside the door, just like a shrew scolding in the street, which was not at all like a big family.
After shouting for about two hours, the door of the He family finally opened and two young men walked out slowly.
One of them had a slightly raised mouth, eyes like bright stars, a face like peach blossoms, and a white dress that made him look like a fairy, with an extraordinary demeanor. The women present couldn't help blushing when they saw this jade-like handsome man, and looked up at him from time to time, with shyness and admiration in their eyes.
Sang Wusheng, who was hidden in the crowd, couldn't help but feel his blood boiling. He used all his strength to barely suppress his murderous intent. The bitterness in his heart kept coming out, and he wished he could poke out the eyes of these people.
Lu Ming's eyes swept across the crowd in front of him, and accidentally met a pair of eyes filled with resentment and anger, as if they could no longer hold back and jump out to disrupt the situation in the next second. Lu Ming's heart skipped a beat, and he glared at him fiercely, then put on an impeccable smile, bowed to the tribe leaders at the front of the team, and said apologetically: "Thank you, tribe leaders. I was delayed by something and failed to welcome you in person. I hope you can forgive me."
The head of the Wang family, Wang Yu, is over a hundred years old, but he has a way of keeping his youthful appearance. He looks only about forty years old. He snorted arrogantly and sneered: "Is this the way the He family entertains guests?"
Lu Ming felt amused. Wang Yu was so shameless that he had never sent a visiting card to the He family. Now that he came uninvited, it became his fault. He smiled and said, "It's my fault."
Standing next to Wang Yu was Sang Huai, the son of the current patriarch of the Sang family and the cousin of Sang Wusheng. He was only twenty years old, handsome, and imposing. Lu Ming seemed to see a trace of Sang Wusheng in him. When he saw Lu Ming just now, he was also impressed by this man's demeanor. Now seeing He Qingci being so humble, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, but he didn't show it on his face. He just smiled and said to He Qingci: "Brother He, I have no choice but to come here uninvited this time. Please don't blame me."
He Qingci smiled in reply, but in his heart he saw the mockery in the man's eyes just now, and he also judged his character in his heart, so he said: "Brother Sang, there is no need to be polite. I am sorry that I did not greet you well. Please come to my house to have a chat."
Then, He Qingci asked He Qingqiu to lead each team to rest in the other courtyard. Several clan leaders and team leaders followed He Qingci to the hall and sat down.
After everyone sat down, Wang Yu didn't even bother with the formalities and went straight to the point: "My dear nephew, now that all the major families have come together, we originally wanted to discuss various matters of this weapon refining competition with you."
He Qingci sneered in his heart. They had brought people here, it was clearly a forced sale, what else could we discuss? He Qingci's eyes turned and he smiled faintly: "Mr. Wang, please feel free to speak, I will listen attentively."
Wang Yu said: "My dear nephew, you should have heard that the demons are now arrogant and powerful. Wherever they go, there are rivers of blood and corpses everywhere. The people are living in misery and only regret that they can't eat their flesh alive. Although the major clans have justice in their hearts, they are helpless in the current chaotic situation. The family power is scattered like a pile of loose sand, so the clans decided to use this opportunity of the weapon refining competition to select a clan leader and form a joint team to jointly fight against the demons!"
He Qingci nodded and sighed, "I am deeply moved by the fact that all the clan leaders care about the world, but I don't understand why you have come to the He family with so many troops. Please tell me."
Wang Yu and several clan leaders exchanged glances secretly, then raised his eyes and smiled at Lu Ming: "My dear nephew, you should have heard of the great name of Taoist Guixu. A month ago, Taoist Wuxu passed by the gate of He Mansion and stopped for a long time and refused to leave. When everyone asked why, he actually used the eight words "land of abundance, fertile fields for thousands of miles" to describe it. I guess the location of He Mansion is excellent, which caused Taoist Wuxu to praise it so much. This weapon refining competition is related to the long-term development and fortune of each family, so we discussed it and wanted to hold this weapon refining competition in the mansion. My dear nephew, please agree to us."
Lu Ming sneered in his heart. Even if the location of He Mansion is excellent, what does it have to do with your families? But it is not appropriate to tear each other apart now, so he held his temper, pretended to frown and thought for a while, and said: "What Mr. Wang said is not unreasonable. If we can hold the weapon refining competition in He Mansion, it will be a blessing for our family, but..."
Wang Yu saw that Lu Ming's tone was relaxed, and thought that it would be accomplished today, so he suppressed his excitement and asked: "Just what? Nephew, please tell me."
Lu Ming said with a sad face: "As you all know, my father died of illness, and the elders of the family also passed away one after another. There is no one to take care of the family. Now Qingqiu and I are left, two fatherless and motherless kids struggling to survive. The hardships are hard to describe. Now you all want to work in the mansion, which was originally a good thing, but now... I'm not afraid of laughing at you, but the He Mansion's family business is declining, and we can no longer afford to hold this conference. Please understand."
Everyone's mouth twitched. They didn't know about He Qingqiu, but He Qingci was famous for being rich. He was a well-known manipulator of market prices. For example, he bought materials at low prices and sold them at high prices, making a lot of money. Now he came to complain about being poor. It was really shameless. But he couldn't offend this person easily. If he accidentally angered the Kunlai sect and came to interfere, the next plan would be difficult to implement. It would be better to listen to how much money he was going to ask for.
Wang Yu said with a fake smile: "My nephew is right. Now that there are hundreds of people here, it must be a considerable expense for the He Mansion. Why don't you think about it and see how much is appropriate to pay?"
Lu Ming smiled slightly and inserted a finger deep inside.
Wang Yu breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Ten thousand spirit stones, this is easy."
Lu Ming shook his head and said calmly: "If the clan can't afford 100,000 high-grade spirit stones, then let's put it aside for now."
Wang Yu was so angry that he jumped up and pointed at Lu Ming and cursed: "You are asking for a higher price! Shameless boy! You are bringing shame to the He family!"
Lu Ming was too lazy to waste time talking to him. He raised the teacup beside him and took a sip. Without even raising his eyelids, he said, "Please be careful with your words, Mr. Wang. It is not your turn as an outsider to point fingers at the reputation of our He family. If you dare not accept it, just leave. If you want to force your way in, don't blame me for being rude!"
As soon as the words fell, Lu Ming's face turned cold, and the murderous aura swept like a violent storm. Everyone with pale faces withstood the sudden pressure, gritting their teeth and holding on, wishing to cut this shameless man who hit him on the head without even saying hello into pieces. But at the moment, Wang Yu and others did not move rashly, and it was not easy for them to cross. Poor those cannon fodders of lower levels, some of them were even directly shocked by this pressure and fainted.
The pressure was gradually increasing. Everyone was trying to hold on, but at the same time they were shocked. This level at least exceeded the strength of most people present. This He Qingci was indeed not a soft persimmon that could be bullied.
Sang Wusheng pretended to be unable to resist the pressure, thinking that his brother probably only released 30% of his strength. The pride and admiration in his heart were like a spark that instantly ignited a vast sea of fire. He stood in a corner and was not conspicuous. No one noticed how hot and intense his eyes were. He stared at the white figure in front of him, wishing he could rush up to him and hug him tightly, kiss him, torture him, and make him show the expression when he was forced by him in the cave before, when he was driven by desire to ask for sex with him, but had to grit his teeth and endure it because of pride and self-esteem.
That expression, noble as a green lotus, yet charming as a mandala, the ultimate contradiction appeared in the same person, yet it complemented each other so well. This made him more happy than having all the wealth, power and submission in the world.
Sang Wusheng knew that he was abnormal. He had a difficult feeling for his brother who raised him, but because of this love that had been buried deep in his heart for ten years, it grew rapidly in darkness and desire. He was strong but inferior in his heart. He wanted to get closer but didn't dare to go forward. As a result, he gradually lost his mind in the process of wandering, and turned crazy and even insane. Whether dealing with things or treating feelings, he used a nearly ruptured way, even if he was always wandering on the edge of life and death, even if there was an abyss ahead.
The young boy was ignorant of love, but the love had already entangled him. His life actually changed from the moment he met him. He was like an opportunity, a turning point, which unconsciously influenced his thoughts and dominated his actions. Over time, the outcome of every event seemed to be destined, which made him feel incredible, but so reasonable.
He never regretted any of his decisions, even if the decision was wrong. Just like he finally couldn't resist his inner desire and forced his beloved brother, which led to the current bleak situation, he just tried to remedy it, but he didn't have a trace of regret in his heart. Even if he and his brother would continue this game of chasing each other for decades or even hundreds of years, he would be happy and enjoy it.
As long as this person is still here, that's enough.
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