Chapter 84: Lu Zhao’s grievances and man’s fatigue

The crow's feathers turned black, their iron beak was like ink, their eyes were grayish white, and their steel-like feathers were flying dejected.

"Yes, it's indeed a species of three-legged golden crow, and it also has three legs!" Lu Zhao forced away the wings covered by the little crow and found that there was a curved foot on his abdomen, which was obviously not fully developed.

Puchi!

The little crow broke free from Lu Zhao's control and wanted to fly into the sky, but the result was imagined and he fell from the sky immediately.

"Hey, little crow, I'm not a bad guy, why are you running away? Just be honest with me, I'll make sure you have a good time and a spicy drink!"

After the little crow took a breath, not only did the despair in the lantern turn into restraint, but even the appearance began to solidify.

"Qua, quack..."

After watching it for a while, Lu Zhao calmed down and slightly circulated his divine energy. He felt that the crows in the lantern kept flapping their wings, as if they wanted to fly in the air, but it was a little bit short of it.

There are signs of refining weapons and being able to produce spirits. It is different from the Nine Dragon Seal. It has a unique feeling. After experiencing it for a while, Lu Zhao thought to himself: "I just want to make a lantern to shine on the road, but this crow hatched. It seems that I underestimated the power of this blessing, longevity and longevity before."

Lu Zhao thought for a while and muttered, "My family doesn't want me, God will give me a companion and treat me seriously. I just don't know if this crow is a foodie."

Part of Lu Zhao's memory disappeared, and he only vaguely remembered that his family seemed to want him.

"What is a foodie?"

"Well, you can talk? That's easy. If I ask you to shout at, you will use all the strength to eat!"

“What is milking?”

"This... you don't have to worry about this. You just need to shout at the enemy with all your strength! Do you understand?"

"I understand. Is there a reward?"

"What? You unlucky child, it is your honor to do things for me! How can you get into the eyes of money?"

"What is money eye?"

"Why are you hundreds of thousands? Look up the dictionary yourself.

Lu Zhao was in the clouds. He had just refined the Yin-Yang Lantern and was talking to the little crow of the weapon spirit when he felt a close relative coming towards him.

Just as I was about to doubt whether it was my own illusion, I heard an anxious voice coming from below.

"Son! Son..."

In the clouds, Lu Zhao heard someone shouting below, which could actually resonate with his bloodline. "This feeling is my dad, what did he tell me to do?"

"It's my dad, why did he tell me to do? Strange, since I returned to Qianling City, why didn't I go back to the house to sit?" Without wasting any time, after seeing the bottom clearly, he immediately pinched his hands without thinking, and a crystal light filled his eyes instantly. "Didn't he abandon me? No, no, he did not abandon me..."

"Who abandoned me? Is it my mother? It's not right. How could my mother abandon me? But I have other family members? Uh, it hurts so much." Lu Zhao obviously didn't remember his sister. That part of the memory had been forcibly dug out by Lu Zhao. The fault of the memory was repaired not long ago, and there were still wounds, which would hurt severely when touched.

Lu Zhao rubbed his head and muttered, "Don't worry, go down and see my dad first. I haven't seen him for a few months. I miss him. It's not right. I'm going to see him and my mom when I come back this time? Why did I run into the clouds? I can't figure it out, so I don't think about it for now."

"Dad, I'm here." Lu Zhao could hear that concern from his father's voice. It was this concern that made Lu Zhao's sadness fade a little.

"Zhao'er, is it really you that wail just now? I hurried over to see it when I heard that sound. I didn't expect it was you," the person who came sweated heavily and showed anxiety in his eyes. It was Lu Zhao's father, Lu Zhongjian.

Feeling that his father's breathing was a little rapid, Lu Zhao waved his hands outside, and silently, a stream of sage aura was forced to be pulled out of the top of the Nine Heavens by Lu Zhao. The body that penetrated into Lu Zhongjian disappeared without a shadow, and his qi and blood were instantly calmed down.

"Dad, I just rushed back from Zhongnanhai to meet you and my mom, because next, I will go on a long trip. As the saying goes, if you are here, you won't travel far, but this long trip is very important to me, so I want to come back to ask for your and my mom's opinions."

For no reason, when Lu Zhao saw his father, he felt a sense of grievance in his heart, a bit like a child who was wronged and wanted to confide in his parents.

In Lu Zhao's view, this emotion was extremely strange, because his strength was the leader of the Reincarnation Dao. Apart from his parents' blame, Lu Zhao couldn't imagine who could make him feel wronged. But in his memory, he was not blamed by his parents, so this unreasonable feeling confused him.

But no matter what, after seeing his father, Lu Zhao calmed down, walked in a leisurely manner, walked down from the clouds step by step, and said as he walked, "But, for some reason, he actually stayed in the clouds. I was thinking about the reason, and I heard you calling me."

Lu Zhongjian no longer got entangled in this issue and said bluntly: "Zhao'er, let's go, why are you going home? You don't know yet. Your sister was sent back by someone wearing an ancient purple robe and claiming to be your brother. But your sister was in a strange mood these days, but it's good that you're back. Qingxue listened to you the most, so please help persuade her."

After hearing his father's words, Lu Zhao looked puzzled, thought for a few minutes, and said, "Dad, when did I have a sister? Am I not the only one?"

Lu Zhao's memory was destroyed, so it was impossible to remember who Lu Qingxue was, so he asked this question, but it was a different scene in Lu Zhongjian's ears.

Lu Zhongjian's expression changed drastically, and he said, "Zhao'er, what's wrong with you? Don't pretend. Since childhood, have you been loving your sister the most?"

In the courtyard, the father and son stood blankly, looking at each other with their eyes. The atmosphere was in a deadlock for a moment. Finally, Lu Zhongjian broke the silence because he thought of a reason.

With the question in his heart, Lu Zhongjian asked: "Zhao'er, have you been home just now? Did Qingxue's words hit you? She was in a bad mood recently and it was your sister again. You should be patient. Don't be angry with your sister because of some trivial matters."

Lu Zhao explained: "Dad, what kind of person I am? Others don't know, don't you know? I really don't know that I have a sister. Is it my illegitimate daughter outside, Dad? This is not possible. You must confess to your mother quickly."

Lu Zhao didn't look like a fake. Could it be that his son lost his memory?

Lu Zhongjian didn't even care about Lu Zhao's jokes, because he realized the seriousness of the situation and said, "Zhaoer, are you amnesia? Otherwise, how could you not even remember your dearest sister?"

"Dad, don't tease me anymore. Go home quickly. I miss my mom. Don't talk about these things that are missing." Lu Zhao didn't want to think about the so-called "sister" anymore, because when he thought about it, his head felt like he was stabbed by a needle, which hurts a lot!

Lu Zhongjian nodded confusedly and said, "Ah, yes, yes, go home first."

This time when he saw his son, he felt something was wrong with his son. He was amnesia? Unlike, he could remember himself and his wife Ye Suhua.

But if he didn't lose his memory, he didn't remember his sister Qingxue.

This situation is a bit like intermittent amnesia, which means that the patient deliberately forgets something in order not to recall something that makes him emotionally fluctuate.

"Well, Zhao'er should be just having intermittent amnesia. Alas, I don't know how Qingxue stimulated Zhao'er. I heard that as long as you talk more about related matters and meet relevant people, you can help the disease. Let's go home first." Lu Zhongjian thought a lot in his mind, but there was no exact solution. He thought about it and discussed with his wife later.

The two returned home.

Lu Zhao looked at his sister, turned to Lu Zhongjian, and asked in confusion, "Dad, who is this girl? Which friend's child is yours? Why are you so haggard?"

"Brother..." Lu Qingxue wanted to scream, but found that her brother was different at this time than ten minutes ago. She seemed to... she didn't know her. Her eyes looked like she was looking at a stranger.

At this moment, Lu Qingxue felt a sense of fear, a little regretful, and more of complaining about her willfulness.

Lu Qingxue looked at the familiar person in front of her and wanted to say something, but she didn't say anything, and was struggling and repeatedly.

Lu's father shook his head helplessly and said to his daughter: "Qingxue, your brother seems to have lost his memory. Don't stimulate him first, let him recover slowly by himself."

Lu Zhao naturally felt that he was not sick, so the situation in front of him made his head even more confused, but he didn't say much.

Because when he saw this girl for the first time, his heart was filled with sweetness, warmth, joy, and a little disappointment and pain.

He wanted to go deeper, but as soon as he went deeper, his head felt like it was about to crack, which hurts a lot!

"Zhao'er, come with me to the study." Lu Zhongjian glanced at Lu Zhao who was thinking and said, "He was going to find a quiet place to have a good chat with his son.

In the study, father and son sat down.

Lu Zhongjian spoke first, he sorted out his thoughts and said, "Zhao'er, I know you must feel wronged in your heart now. As for the reason for your grievance, why don't you dig deeper into it. What I want to tell you is the responsibility of a man and the fatigue of a man."

Lu Zhao was a little surprised. He did feel a sense of grievance in his heart, so he nodded, agreed with his father's statement, and signaled his father to continue speaking.

Seeing his son's expression, Lu Zhongjian knew that he had been right, so he continued, "Zhao'er, this man will inevitably feel wronged when he is alive. At this time, you should bear the bitterness silently and swallow it into your stomach, and not complain everywhere."

"Zhao'er, I know that you are walking a great road and I have always been encouraging you."

"I hope that when you think you are denied by the whole world, you can think of me, my father, your mother, your sister behind you... Well, let's not mention it, as long as you can think of us being behind you to encourage you, that's enough!"

"Maybe, you will occasionally be so tired that you want to give up, but I hope you can take a breath and continue to move forward without stopping, because once you stop, you will never move any more."

"This is the pain of men and the fatigue of men." Lu Zhongjian paused for a moment and continued: "Dad knows that you may have been stimulated and can't remember some things for the time being, but it doesn't matter. It's enough that you can remember me and your mother. We will fill other memories for you."
Chapter completed!