After cultivating the ruthless way, I became a black moonlight

In the evening, a servant came and asked him to go to the dinner party. Although he was in a hurry, his father still prepared a family dinner for him.

Su Zhuo changed his coat and went to the banquet hall. There are two banquet halls in the Su family, one is the place where the big banquet is held, and the other is the small wind pavilion that is the highest in the front hall, named Zuifeng Pavilion. The pavilion is naturally extremely exquisite, surrounded by gauze curtains, when Su Zhuo arrived, he saw that Su Rumu was already sitting in the main seat, as if he had been waiting for a while.

Although the Su family is one of the four major families, it is the thinnest among the four major families in terms of population prosperity. There were more or less brothers and sisters in the previous generations. I don’t know how it was his father’s turn to start. , it was passed on in a single line, all the way to Su Zhuo.

And after Su Zhuo practiced the ruthless way, it would be difficult for him to think about the issue of heirs, but he didn't know if his father had thought about passing on the family.

But before that, Su Zhuo had to figure out one thing, and that was whether his father was a descendant of Suzaku.

After taking his seat, Su Zhuo suddenly had an indescribable feeling. It was a large round revolving table. He was sitting on the left hand side of his father, surrounded by servants who slowly came up to serve dishes, holding delicate dishes in their hands. A scent hits my face.

Although a cultivator does not need to eat after fasting, there are also those who are greedy for their tongues. Food and wine have always been worthy of disappointment.

The sky was dark, and because Luan Tiange was built on the cliff, it was inevitable that there would be a bit of cool wind at night. Su Zhuo picked up a glass of wine and toasted his father: "Father, I offer you a glass."

Su Rumu drank it all in one gulp, but he was not very strong at drinking, so he only drank a few glasses occasionally.

He put down his wine glass, and immediately someone stepped forward to refill it for him, Su Zhuo picked up the wine glass and went towards Su Rumu again.

Su Rumu frowned slightly, but still drank it all in one gulp.

Then came the third cup, the fourth cup, and the fifth cup.

When it was the sixth cup, Su Rumu knocked down the wine glass backwards, and the servants behind him stopped pouring the wine when they saw this, and stood quietly by the side waiting for orders.

Su Zhuo also knows that his father won't drink anymore, his father doesn't drink very well, he knows this.

They sat on the table in silence, Su Zhuo occasionally ate a few dishes with chopsticks, while his father sat in his original position, lowering his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking, or simply drunk.

After a while, a gust of cool wind blew, and Su Rumu seemed to be awake for two minutes. He raised his eyes and looked at Su Zhuo for a while, then stretched out his hand towards Su Zhuo, and put his hand on Su Zhuo's head to rub It took a while to let go.

Su Zhuo understood that his father was drunk.

"Get ready for the bath, father is drunk." Su Zhuo said to Deadpool behind him.

There are many dead servants in the Su family, and most of the servants are also dead servants. After all, only dead servants are the most loyal and will never betray.

In addition, there are three housekeepers, but those three housekeepers know how to advance and retreat, and never interfere with the matters of the Patriarchs, or the young Patriarchs.

Soon someone came over to help Su Rumu go to the bathroom, but Su Rumu stood up abruptly, then fixed his eyes on Su Zhuo, took a step forward and hugged Su Zhuo in his arms.

"Xiaohe, Xiaohe, Xiaohe." He yelled several times in a low voice, as if he was confirming something, but it seemed that he was just muttering without any meaning.

The servants beside him wanted to step forward to help Su Rumu up, but found that Su Rumu was holding Su Zhuo so tightly that he couldn't pull him apart.

Su Zhuo sighed, once his father was drunk, he liked to hug him and refused to let go, unexpectedly this habit has not been changed yet.

This happened to me when I was young. After all, the four big families would occasionally get together, and it was inevitable that they would drink a few glasses of wine. His father would only taste it, but because he really didn't know how to drink, he would get drunk even after a few sips. Then she started hugging him and refused to let go, just like hugging some beloved toy.

In the past, Su Zhuo always kept his eyes open and closed his eyes as a pillow, but now, he heard the voice in his father's mind.

[I should be pretending to be drunk. 】

Su Zhuo: ...

It was quite similar, he had never noticed it.

Su Zhuo was held in Su Rumu's arms, and then he leaned slightly, and then the two of them tugged at the tablecloth and fell down, covered with leftovers, extremely embarrassed.

The servants behind him immediately stepped forward to help the two of them up, and quickly cleaned up the food on the two of them.

Fortunately, the bathing pool was ready, and soon Su Zhuo and Su Rumu were soaking in the hot spring. It was still valuable spiritual milk. Su Zhuo looked at the man sitting by the pool and lowered his eyes, and waved his hand to turn away. The dead waiters next to him went down, and the group of dead waiters immediately retreated from the room.

And there are only him and Su Rumu in the whole bathroom.

The descendants of Suzaku, after experiencing the ritual of bathing in fire, will leave a phoenix mark on their backs, which will only appear once the body heats up, and this is why Su Zhuo deliberately made his father drunk, but he did not. Thinking that his father was pretending to be drunk.

A man who pretends to be drunk will not confess easily once he chooses to lie, and this is what Su Zhuo wants.

He also just deliberately wanted to know whether his father was the descendant of Suzaku, his biological father.

He looked at Su Rumu, then got up and went over, holding the handkerchief, until he reached Su Rumu, but the other party still didn't even give him a look, as if he was really drunk.

Su Zhuo patted Su Rumu on the shoulder, and then told him to turn around and lean against the edge of the bath, while he wiped his back for him.

Su Rumu was obedient, and directly exposed her back to Su Zhuo, which was equivalent to exposing her weaknesses to Su Zhuo.

But Su Zhuo just imitated the previous movements, and then wiped Su Rumu's back with a little force.

In his childhood, he respected his father very much, and his father loved him very much. After all, he was Su Rumu's only legitimate son, although he never knew who his mother was.

At that time, he and his father shared the same car when going out, and shared the same bed when sleeping. His father took care of many trivial matters in life. Their father-son relationship used to be very deep.

He often took a foam bath together, and every time his father wiped his back for him, just like the poem said: The tiger is the king of all beasts, and no one dares to offend him.Only the love between father and son can be reviewed step by step.

His father did play a perfect elder in his childhood.

Until he grew up, his father began to alienate him. Probably this is a process that everyone will go through. Su Zhuo gradually got used to the confusion from the beginning. Although the relationship between the two is cold Little, but in Su Zhuo's heart, his father has always been a mountain in his heart.

Until, he was sent to Linyuan Xianzong.

Since then, the two haven't seen each other for a whole year, and they seldom exchanged letters. No matter how deep their relationship is, they can't stand such waste, so their father-son relationship has weakened a lot.

Su Zhuo wiped it with a handkerchief for a long time, but he didn't see any patterns on his father's back. Could it be that Su Rumu didn't?

Subconsciously, Su Zhuo gently pressed his warm hand to Su Rumu's back, almost as soon as the skin touched it, Su Zhuo felt his body fall down, and was pinched by Su Rumu's wrist and pressed against the edge of the bath , but what Su Rumu looked at was a somewhat ambiguous gaze.

"Father?" Su Zhuo asked.

【How can you, how can you,】

Su Rumu lowered his eyes, and didn't know what he was thinking, then raised his eyes and looked at Su Zhuo for a while, then let go of his hand and turned to go to the pool, the dead waiter outside immediately came in to dress him, from In Su Zhuo's line of sight, he could only see a few blurred figures behind the screen.

It took a while for Su Rumu to come out, but he was only wearing a robe and didn't tie up his hair. The collar of the collar was slightly opened, and the chest muscles inside could be vaguely seen.

Su Rumu didn't speak, just turned around and left the bathroom, as if he was still just a drunk.

And Su Zhuo just watched him leave, and then got up too.

He thought he already knew the answer he wanted to know.

When he returned to the Dark Jade Pavilion, it was almost late at night, and his dead waiter was still guarding him at the door.

These two dead servants are different from other servants, they are puppets specially made by his father for him, and he has recognized their masters with a drop of blood, and he didn't bring them because of Jianfeng's simplicity.

Since his master wants him to go back and live with him, why not...?

Su Zhuo looked at the two dead waiters with a flicker of eyes, and then signaled them to prepare all their daily necessities, all of which were prepared according to the specifications of the family.

In the early morning of the next day, Su Zhuo prepared the boat to go back to the sect.

This time he came back and failed to find the second half of the ruthless way of practice, but it was not nothing, and his two dead servants had already prepared everything for him, quietly waiting for his orders like puppets.

Su Zhuo pinched his forehead, he drank a few glasses of wine last night, it was nothing at first, but he felt a little unwell after waking up this morning.

Originally, he wanted to say goodbye to his father, but the butler said that the owner was very drunk last night and hadn't woken up this morning. Su Zhuo gave a few simple instructions and asked the butler to say goodbye to him before boarding his boat.

The butler seemed hesitant to speak, but he still didn't say anything, and when Su Zhuo's boat swayed out of the enchantment of Wutong Fairy Mountain, Su Zhuo looked back thoughtfully.

Under the high mountain, in the pavilion, it seemed that someone was looking at him through the window.

Su Zhuo lowered his eyes, but began to think about the next thing in his heart.

If Su Rumu is not his father, then what did he use to consolidate his identity?

Not to mention those barriers of the Su family, who can feel their own blood.

And where did the half of the ruthless way of practice go?

If nothing has changed, then his bathing ceremony must also be on the schedule, but he has not yet entered adulthood, maybe he can be properly urged, but if the master forces him to Living in Polygonatum odoratum, everything is inconvenient.

And there is one more important thing, he hasn't planned how to get rid of Shen Xiaotian, an eyesore.

It is necessary to find a perfect opportunity, so that the matter will not be brought to him at all. In the last life, he was sent home because he was framed and murdered his fellow disciples, so this time he must not leave any clues behind.

Therefore, before that, he didn't mind gaining the other party's trust first.

At the time of Chen Shi, Su Zhuo just flew his boat to the outskirts of the border city. He waited for a long time, and when he was about to go back alone, he suddenly noticed an unusual aura.

This is, demonic energy...?