That disobedient Young Palace Master

"Little deer! Little deer! Little..."

The father's voice in his ears became smaller and smaller, and the pain from his heart could no longer be felt. Tang Lu looked at the white ceiling and slowly closed his eyes.

I don't know how long it has passed, the surroundings are pitch black...

Tang Lu couldn't help sighing: "It turns out that this is the feeling of death."

The cold air was permeating the underground ice room of Yaoqing Palace. A pale man was lying on the ice bed, slowly moving his slender fingers.

The man's fingers were a little stiff, as if he had slept for a long time, then the man tremblingly opened his closed eyes and sat up with his body propped up.

There was an awkward silence all around.

until……

"Damn!!!!" The man roared to comfort his frightened little heart. "Where is this? Isn't Lao Tzu dead?"

Well, the man is Yulu who was supposed to be dead.

Tang Lu looked down at the clothes he was wearing. He was wearing a white undershirt with auspicious clouds drawn with silver threads around it.

Looking at the ice bed where he was sitting, the ice bed was covered with black medicinal residues. Because the temperature was too low, there was no medicinal smell.

On the opposite side of the ice bed is a bronze mirror about the height of a person. The bronze mirror is not covered, and it is facing the ice bed where Tang Lu is lying, as if to lock the soul of the person on the ice bed. His gaze subconsciously glanced at the bronze mirror, and with just one glance, Tang Lu's little heart was frightened again.

A handsome man was reflected in the bronze mirror, and one could vaguely feel that the man in the mirror was thinner than the average man, with a head of black hair flowing softly on his shoulders.His complexion was already fair, but he was a little paler because of the cold in the ice room, his lips had no blood color, his nose was small, his eyes were widened because of surprise, and the brown pupils hadn't regained their vitality, they were lifeless...

All of a sudden, the amount of information is a bit large.

First, he has been reborn through soul wear! ! !

second,……

Tang Lu felt under his body with trembling hands, as if he had confirmed something, Tang Lu took a deep breath, "It's okay, it's okay, the bird is still there..."

The exquisite appearance of the original body made him think that he was wearing the wrong gender.Looking at the bronze mirror inadvertently, handsome and masculine, this is indeed a man, but he looks sickly.Tang Lu remembered that he also looked like a medicine jar.

Fu forehead, commit a crime!

It was surprisingly cold in the ice room, and Tang Lu didn't want to stay any longer, he got out of bed with stiff steps, and searched for the door, but couldn't find it.

After a while of groping, I found a protruding black stone brick. "The ancient people are the ancient people. The secret door switch is either turning the porcelain vase or pressing the stone, hum!" Tang Lu opened the door after complaining.

In other words, he didn't inherit the memory of the original body at all.

Now there are only two questions, who is he?Where is this?Although the problem is low, it is the most important.

……

As the black stone slabs separated from the two sides, Tang Lu only saw that he was stepping into a hall, the hall was empty, only supported by a few huge red lacquered pillars, other than that, there was nothing else to be found .

"Kang Dang" came a crackling sound, and Tang Lu followed the sound to look.

All I saw was a servant staring at him with wide-eyed eyes, and white porcelain was shattered on the ground in front of the servant, and the pieces of white porcelain were stained with black medicine dregs.

Tang Lu laughed.

"Oh! Mother!" The servant knelt on the ground with a "plop", "Young Palace Master, in the past four years, I... I have changed my medicine on time every day, you... Even if you are a fake corpse, don't look for me!" Me, I'm old, I'm down... I'm the only one in our family. Young Palace Master, please forgive me!"

Tang Lu was amused by what the servant said, but then he couldn't laugh anymore.The corner of Tang Lu's mouth twitched, he grabbed the servant's collar, and shouted: "What are you talking about!? I've been dead for four years!? How dare you say it again!! And what do you call me a princess!?"

Feelings turned into zongzi, Tang Lu couldn't help but shudder from the bottom of his heart, and what the hell is the little princess?

The servant was terribly frightened by him, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Come on! The young palace master has cheated the corpse!" After speaking, he kept chanting "Amitabha".

With a few snaps of fingers, many people stood in the hall, and they all looked at Tang Lu with ghostly faces. Tang Lu let go of the servant in his hand, and the servant's legs were limp, and he sat on the ground.

After everyone reacted, they all gasped, their faces were ashen, and their legs trembled uncontrollably.

Seeing that the situation is not good, if this continues, Tang Lugang will be buried in the earth.

Tang Lu put on a smile that he thought was friendly, stretched out his hand to the servant, and said softly: "I am alive, if you don't believe me touch it, my hand is hot."

The servant seemed to be confused by the friendly smile in front of him, and reached out his hand to touch Tang Lu's hand like a ghost. As soon as he touched Tang Lu's hand, the servant fell straight back with an "ah" sound, and his eyes turned white.

"Damn!" Tang Lu cursed angrily after touching his hand.Nima, your hands are cold!Who can believe that he is alive.

"Young Palace Master has cheated on the corpse, go and inform the Palace Master!" Someone shouted, and the hall suddenly erupted, and people ran to the door in a panic, pushing and shouting.

Suddenly, everyone stopped at the door without saying a word, as if something happened.

Tang Lu stretched his neck curiously. To be honest, this beautiful face coupled with Tang Lu's character is a waste of resources!

A young man walked out of the crowd quietly. At first glance, the man's appearance was not very beautiful, and he was not noticed by others.However, if you look closely, you will feel that the man is very handsome, and the more you look at it, the more attractive it is.This person is like a cup of clear tea, which is clear and light but hides the nectar-like nectar.

Behind him was a middle-aged man in gray clothes, who looked very honest at first glance.

Seeing the man walking into the hall, everyone shouted respectfully: "Palace Master." Everyone's expressions were not very good at the moment, they frowned and glanced at Tang Lu in unison.

Seeing Tang Lu, the man showed surprise, and his thin lips parted slightly: "Little Lu, you...you..." You stayed for a long time, but there was no more to say.

"Father?" Tang Lu blurted out and almost slapped himself. The man looked like he was only 25 years old, how could he be so big as him.It was over, they thought he was crazy.

With the sound of father, everyone gasped again. They were no less frightened than Tang Lu's fake corpse. Tang Lu was flustered. Did he shout wrong?

The man was also surprised, took Tang Lu into his arms, touched Tang Lu's head leaning on his shoulder, and said softly: "Little Lu, you are finally willing to call Dad. God bless, I never thought you would leave After four years, he returned to my side, and what he said is true, you should not die." The fact is that the man is indeed Tang Lu's father, and also the lord of the Yaoqing Palace——Tang Zanyao.

Everyone in the Jianghu of Yaoqing Palace spits it, and it is regarded as a cult together with Wuxinya and Lanzhen Pavilion.

This is because Yao Qing Palace's ability to use poison is unrivaled, most people would take a detour when they see people from Yao Qing Palace, for fear of being paralyzed by the poison.However, most of the people in the Yaoqing Palace are people who know how to poison and don't know kung fu, so there is no huge wave of whales.

Putting aside the "he" in Tang Yanyao's mouth, let's just talk about Tang Lu's bewildered look, it really is a crime, only two people in his life have called him "Xiaolu", one is his own father, One is the young father in front of him.

"My name is Tang Lu?" Tang Lu struggled to get out of Tang Zhanyao's arms, pointing at himself nonsensically and asked.

He is a bit shorter than his father and speaks with difficulty.

"Silly boy, after sleeping for so long, you are confused. What else can you call your name Tang Lu? Are you still blaming your daddy? Don't you take your daddy's surname?" The faint look in Tang Zhanyao's eyes, trance, self-blame .

"He's also called Tang Lu." Tang Lu muttered in a low voice, and then picked up Tang Zhanyao's words, and replied: "How can I, I don't blame you, it's already..." Tang Lu vaguely noticed that the original body and There seems to be some gap between the fathers.He has no memory of his original body, and he can't speak too clearly. If Tang Zhanyao knew that he was not the original "Tanglu", he wondered if he would treat him as a ghost, ask a Taoist priest to do it, and then bury him...

All of a sudden, the two fell into silence.

At this moment, because of the large temperature difference, the cold air brought by Tang Lu from the ice room turned into water. Tang Lu only felt that his clothes were wet and uncomfortable, and the smell of medicine seemed to be getting stronger and stronger on his body.

Could it be that his body was preserved by ice storage and medicinal bubbles? Tang Lu silently felt sorry for himself for three seconds.

"Er..." Tang Lu suddenly clutched his heart desperately, his face pale.

He only felt that his heart was being eaten away by something, and the bites made him painful. Tang Lu couldn't bear it for a while, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Little Deer." Tang Yanyao quickly supported him, calling his name anxiously. "Hurry up and prepare cold water and bring the young palace master's medicine." His tone was urgent but not flustered. It seemed that Tang Lu's current situation was within his expectation.

Hearing this, three or five people next to him ran to get medicine and prepare cold water.

Before Tang Lufu could complain about why it was cold water instead of hot water, he lost consciousness and fainted in Tang Zhanyao's arms.

After a night, Tang Lu opened his eyes leisurely.

Tang Zhanyao sat beside him and watched him, and when he saw him wake up, his hanging heart was relieved.

"Father, there won't be any hereditary heart disease in our family!?" In his previous life, he had a history of hereditary heart disease in his family, so when he mentioned heart disease, Tang Lu felt a faint pain in his heart, especially when he was weak. the sound of.

"It's dad's fault. Back then you were seriously ill. In order to protect your heart, daddy gave you the corpse centipede he left behind." Tang Yanyao nodded his heart, "This sleeping corpse centipede You can keep the corpse, but as soon as you leave the ice room, the corpse centipede will start to wake up and move." Tang Yanyao couldn't understand what Tang Lu was talking nonsense, but he still said what he had prepared for a long time.

Tang Lu only felt his scalp tingling, it was so frightening, there was a centipede stuck on his little heart!

Seeing that Tang Lu didn't speak, Tang Zhanyao continued: "Corpse centipede biting heart can also be suppressed by medicine, as long as you take the medicine on time, it seldom attacks..." The more Tang Zhanyao talked, the more confident he became, and it rarely happened. Once it happened, it would kill Tang Lu.

"Daddy, don't think too much. This is just a little more painful than before. I can bear it." Tang Lu was quite satisfied with this daddy, ignoring his dad's appearance that should be his brother.Besides, I had a heart attack before.Tang Lu asked again: "Is there anything to eat? I'm hungry."

"I'll let the kitchen prepare your favorite lotus seed porridge." After speaking, Tang Zhanyao got up.

Deer don't like lotus seed porridge, but he didn't eat anything after crossing over!

"Dad, I'm sorry, my son can no longer play mahjong with you." Tang Lu lowered his head and thought to himself.

……

In the depths of a bamboo forest somewhere, a man dressed in crow blue was drinking wine to the moon with a smile on his lips.

The author has something to say: Hello little angels, I am Shen (groan) Shen Qingcha, Shen means Xin Xin, you can call me Ah Ming, of course I don’t mind a more affectionate name.

First of all, thank you little angels who are here.

Then what Ah Ming wants to say is that the original name is "One Wood and One Road" and the current name is "The Disobedient Young Palace Master". Don't worry about abandoning pits, breaking updates, cutting outlines and other issues.

Ah Ming still remembers that it was a sunny day (no), I finally finished typing this book on my mobile phone (heart-stuck, this book is purely a mobile phone manuscript), my excitement at that time was like a dislocated wild horse, I thought it was finally finished! ! !

So it’s time to solve the problem of typesetting. Now that I think about it, my brain is still flustered. I can only use one word to describe it: I want to jump off the building (leaning on the window and crying...)!

Ah Ming's mood is roughly finished, so let's go back to the content of the book.Old theme?Simple plot?Is the author still forgetful?No, no, these are not disadvantages, but advantages (I almost believed what I said).In short, the book focuses more on the cultivation of feelings (it seems to be like this), so if there are any deficiencies, please give me your advice~

Well, just say a few words first.

See you in one chapter.