Fantasy: The opening pushes the ages

Zhou Mu could feel the scrutinizing gazes from all around, but he didn't take it to heart, and went in with Lu Shan in a grand manner.

All the people who lost their sight came back to their senses. At this moment, there are also a few people missing. Naturally, these people went back to report.

It is a very shocking thing that Wentianlou is actually related to the forces left over from Zhongzhou.

As the reputation of Wentianlou became more and more famous, more and more people came here, but they were all stopped by Zhou Mu one by one, and they didn't even let the threshold be touched.

Feeling annoyed, he simply settled it once and for all, condensing an enchantment to keep everyone out.

At this moment, Zhou Mu, who had lost his goal, felt a little lost.

Lu Shan sat at the side and looked at Zhou Mu quietly. He suddenly felt that this guy's side was sharp and angular, but he had a bit of a cold curve.

After watching for a while, he saw through the window lintel that there were already a sea of ​​people outside.

He couldn't help feeling a little dazed.

But just a few days ago, this place was just a place where birds don't shit, and there are few people. It is a rare thing to see people.

If they didn't come here on purpose, almost no one would think that there is an attic here.

On the door plaque is also written the pavilion of Wentian Tower.

Just a few days ago, this was an unknown, even insignificant thing.

But now, almost all the forces in Huangtianyu have noticed this place, and no one will foolishly think that a Wentianlou who can destroy a first-class power Cangyu Holy Land with a chat and a laugh will be a small character.

"You said, when will these people leave?"

Lu Shan looked at it for a while, then turned to look at Zhou Mu.

Zhou Mu was still in a daze, but when he heard this question, he came back to his senses, put up his mouth and smiled, and said, "I'll take care of them, I have nothing to do when I'm free."

Time just goes by.

In the blink of an eye, three days have passed.

Wentian Building is still tightly closed, and many forces have only left one person in the dark, and there is no such thing as mobilizing people.

night.

The moon is dark and the wind is high.

The cold wind was blowing, and in the darkness, it looked like a man-eating tiger.

now.

Ask outside the gate of Tianlou.

A young man is standing.

The young man was only in his teens, and his face was immature, but there was an unforgettable hatred in his eyes.

"Qian Lingyun, when I return from my studies, I will definitely have to pay with your blood."

He gritted his teeth and said bitterly.

After hesitating for a moment, he looked up at the door plaque engraved with the three characters of Wentianlou, and knocked on the door of the hall.

At first no one answered.

Qian Qingyun waited for a while before continuing to knock on the door.

He knocked a few times, but no one responded. Having been well-educated since childhood, he naturally knew that it was very rude to keep knocking on a door that didn't respond.

He wanted to leave, but the hatred in his heart tortured him all the time, and then he leaned against the stone lion next to the gate.

It was cold at night.

And the wind.

The cold wind was like steel needles, piercing straight into the apex of the person.

Naturally, he didn't bring a lot of clothes when he came out of exile. He was only wearing a thin long gown. In the cold wind, he was shivering from the cold, and his desire to survive made him hug himself tightly subconsciously.

The drowsy consciousness gradually faded.

Gradually, under the ravages of the bitter cold wind, he gradually fell asleep.

After falling asleep, he had a dream.

I dreamed that I was lying in a warm room surrounded by a stove to keep warm, and my father and mother were on the side, looking at him with a smile.

He has a perfect family and a childhood sweetheart who is now married and has a half-year-old child.

It is a winner in life.

The family is happy, the wife is beautiful, virtuous and considerate.

But such a beautiful scene was personally destroyed by his cousin Qian Lingyun.

Beside the firelight, he watched the beast throw his child who was less than half a year old into the fire. With a crackling sound and his heart-piercing cry, Qian Lingyun laughed even more wildly.

Ah!
Qian Qingyun woke up suddenly.

His face was pale, and his forehead was dripping with cold sweat.

He had a nightmare, even the scene in his dream was so real.

After he regained his composure, he realized that at this moment, he was in a warm room with a stove next to it, which was very warm.

At this time, someone came in at the door, holding a bowl of steaming tea.

"woke up?"

Seeing Qian Qingyun, the man brought hot tea, "Drink it while it's hot, to get rid of the cold."

Qian Qingyun took the tea in a daze, and said cautiously, "Who are you?"

"Ask Lu Shan, the owner of Tianlou."

Lu Shan smiled lightly.

"What about him?"

Qian Qingyun pointed to Zhou Mu who was behind Lu Shan.

"He is also the landlord." Lu Shan said.

"Qiantianlou has two landlords?" Some doubts flashed across Qian Qingyun's immature face, and then he returned to normal. He couldn't go to drink tea at the moment, so he got up quickly and bowed to Lu Shan, "Master, I have something to do. I beg, and I hope the landlord will agree."

Lu Shan is a soft-hearted person.

He had already seen the ins and outs of Qian Qingyun through Wentianlou, and had seen his family background.

A perfect template for a useless novel.

This is a person who is born with the halo of the protagonist.

So, without any surprise, he agreed.

However, he couldn't show too obvious eagerness, so he raised his face and said calmly: "Say."

"I want revenge."

Qian Qingyun said bitterly.

In the eyes, a ray of hatred flashed past.

"Yes, but I need you to exchange for something of the same value." Lu Shan said.

Qian Qingyun was taken aback for a moment, it was obvious that he didn't inquire about Wentianlou clearly, so he came here in a daze.

But it's already here, and he doesn't follow the rules.

After all, he had heard about the destruction of Cangyu Holy Land before.

The Qian family is far less powerful than Cangyu Holy Land, and it is easier to solve it.

"I……"

He came out of exile and had nothing.

Empty hands.

Lu Shan seemed to see through Qian Qingyun's embarrassment, shook his head and said: "If not, then I can't avenge you, everything has a price, and there has never been a good thing in this world."

Qian Qingyun almost burst into tears.

"However... I can make an exception and let you do odd jobs in Wentianlou. When you save enough money, I will help you realize your wish."

At this moment, Zhou Mu came over from behind, stood in front of Qian Qingyun, and said.

Lu Shan, who was about to speak, paused suddenly. At this moment, he felt as uncomfortable as if he had swallowed a fly alive.

He widened his eyes and looked at Zhou Mu, "You...I..."

These are what he was going to say.

It turned out that Zhou Mu took the lead.

This made him very uncomfortable.

But the words have been spoken and cannot be taken back.

Hearing this, Qian Qingyun burst into tears, kowtowed a few more times, and then slowly got up with Lu Shan's support.