Anti-counterattack Law [Quick Transmigration]

Chapter 54

Yang Cheng has never met Ms. Song, but he has heard of her from Song Jian. In Song Jian's words, Ms. Song is a gentle and intellectual woman. She loves her husband and children deeply and can give everything for them. including life.

In the eyes of others, Ms. Song is like a canary in captivity. She lives a rich and contented life but simply doesn't know the world, and she can't bear any wind and rain.

Before Yang Cheng was ready to speak, Ms. Song had already spoken first: "I heard Song Jian mentioned you, and he said that you are a very good friend." She smiled and continued: "Song Jian is a very social person. There are many friends who have mentioned it to me, and you are the first one he is full of praise for."

Yang Cheng lowered his eyelids and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I couldn't come to see him off for the last time."

Ms. Song shook her head: "Everyone is gone, so what's the point of seeing you off for the last time? By the way, if you come to me today, what do you want to tell me? Don't worry, just say it, even... …is there anything more unbearable than the loss of a child?”

Guo Jiangshui tilted his head to look at Ms. Song, then turned to look at Yang Cheng, remaining silent the whole time.

Yang Cheng took a deep breath, and finally decided to break out of this fairy tale world that was gorgeous on the outside and corrupt on the inside. He asked: "You know, your husband, does he have other women outside?"

Ms. Song said calmly, "I know."

There was no hoarseness as imagined, only incomparable calm, which relieved Yang Cheng a lot.

He thought for a while, and then increased the medicine: "then, do you know that the woman he raised outside gave birth to him?"

Ms. Song remained calm: "I know, it's Song Ren."

Yang Cheng is used to being calm, and he could barely maintain his superficial calm when Ms. Song said this. Guo Jiangshui was different. He almost jumped up from the sofa when he heard Ms. Song's words. The movement was so big that he almost knocked over Water held in the hand, used to camouflage.

Guo Jiangshui said: "How do you know? No, you know..." You can still treat Song Ren as your own son, what a heart!

Ms. Song hooked her lips and smiled slightly, but the smile didn't reach her eyes: "Women are inherently weak, but mothers are strong. There is nothing I can't bear."

Guo Jiangshui obviously did not expect that the Dodder flower in the eyes of the world would be tough now, able to endure her husband's cheating, and love her husband's illegitimate child as if it were her own.

At least, he didn't hear any news about Ms. Song's harsh treatment of Song Ren.

Guo Jiangshui didn't know what to say, and so did Yang Cheng.However, Ms. Song's tenacity and forbearance reassured both of them a lot. At least when they knew the truth about Song Jian, they didn't have to worry too much about her collapse because she couldn't bear it.

Yang Cheng took out two talismans from his pocket and put them on the table, then slowly pushed them in front of Ms. Song, and said, "This is what a friend of ours asked us to hand over to you. It contains... Song Jian's soul, you You can communicate directly with Song Jian."

Ms. Song's fingertips trembled slightly: "Song Jian's soul? Is there a soul after death?"

Guo Jiangshui took out his ID in silence, handed it to Ms. Song, and said, "When a person dies, he has a soul. Yang Cheng and I are members of the special department, and we specialize in dealing with these matters."

Ms. Song's face was pale, and her fingertips slowly touched the talisman. The moment she touched the talisman, the bead chain on her wrist lost all its brilliance in an instant and became dull.

Ms. Song didn't notice it, but Yang Cheng and Guo Jiangshui saw it clearly. They looked at the talisman on the table in unison, and were once again amazed at Lu Heng's unpredictable cultivation.

Although Yang Cheng and Guo Jiangshui were worried about Ms. Song, after all, it was a rare time for Ms. Song's mother and son to get along. After saying goodbye to Ms. Song, they said goodbye.

Ms. Song didn't stay any longer, she asked the name of the person who provided the talisman and the contact information of Yang Cheng and the two, and sent the person out of the villa.

When she returned to the villa, Ms. Song saw an overly familiar face standing next to the sofa she had sat on before. He was as young and handsome as she remembered.

Seeing him, Ms. Song's dry tear glands suddenly ached, and tears filled her eyes uncontrollably and burst out. Her lips trembled slightly, and she raised her hand to touch Song Jian's face. Unfortunately, she couldn't touch him. to him.

"Son." Ms. Song cried out sadly, "Son!"

Song Jian lowered his head and slowly knelt down towards Ms. Song: "Mom, I'm sorry to make you feel sorry for me."

Ms. Song shook her head quickly. She had a lot to say to Song Jian, but she didn't know where to start.

The mother and son were relatively silent for a long time, and finally opened the topic and said a lot, except for the fact that he was killed by Song Ren himself.He wanted his mother to guard against his father and Song Ren, but he didn't want his mother to confront his father directly for him, and finally take his own life.

How vicious Song Ren is, his death is the best example.

Song Jian didn't have much time. After Ms. Song fell asleep crying, Song Jian knelt on the ground and kowtowed to her three times to thank his mother for her kindness in giving birth.

After being a wandering soul for many years, Song Jian had no specific place to go. After leaving the Song family villa, he still came to the hotel where Lu Heng was staying.

At that time, Lu Heng was playing a game, and when he noticed Song Jian's arrival, he didn't stop until the characters in the game were beaten to death, and then he got out of the game.

"Have you met your mother?" Lu Heng asked.

Song Jian was depressed, but he nodded quickly when he heard Lu Heng's question: "I see, thank you, Mr. Lu."

Lu Heng waved his hand casually, got up and poured himself a glass of water: "You're welcome, do you still have any unfulfilled wishes?"

Song Jian shook his head: "Not anymore."

Lu Heng raised his eyebrows: "Song Ren killed you, you don't want to take revenge?"

Song Jian said: "Mr. Lu once said that Song Ren seized people's wealth and honor in the first half of his life, and paid off his debts in the second half of his life. Losing what he got and not getting what he asked for is the greatest punishment for him."

Lu Heng smiled lightly and said, "By the way, Song Renhou was poor and sick for half his life, and it was rare for him to die well."

Song Jian smiled and said, "Then I have no regrets."

Lu Heng sent Song Jian into the Dao of Reincarnation, and also received feedback from Song Jian. His cultivation in this small world has improved a lot.

After staying in the hotel for a few days, Lu Heng welcomed the Lu family again. He was the housekeeper of the Lu family's old house. He came here specially to pick Lu Heng back to the old house.In two days, it will be a special day for the Lu family to worship their ancestors, and the heirs of the Lu family must be present.

Lu Heng happened to have something to go back to Lu's house, so he didn't refuse the old housekeeper, he simply cleaned up, and planned to go back to Lu's house with the old housekeeper.

Shen Qian'an stood by the door at a loss, and asked uneasily, "Brother, are you leaving now?" Are you coming back?

Lu Heng saw Shen Qian'an's unfinished intentions at a glance, and raised his brows lightly: "I'll give you three more days, if you can't remember the contents of those books, don't follow me anymore."

The uneasiness in Shen Qian'an's heart dissipated immediately, and he said with full confidence: "Senior brother, I will wait for you to come back and do a spot check, and I will be able to recite it fluently."

Lu Heng approached Shen Qian'an, patted him on the shoulder twice, and then walked out of the hotel with the old housekeeper.

The old residence of the Lu family is the inheritance of the Lu family for more than 200 years. It occupies a very large area and has beautiful mountains and rivers.

In the original body's memory, no matter whether he was studying abroad or busy with work, he would always set aside the day of worshiping the ancestors in advance.

It is said that this is a rule left by the ancestors, and there have never been exceptions.

The old house of the Lu family lives in a formation, which can gather the aura of heaven and earth, and can contain the way of wealth and fortune, which is quite elegant.However, the essence of this type of formation is the same as plundering, and there must be something to give up.

Lu Heng walked slowly in the courtyard of the Lu family's old house. What he saw in front of his eyes was dense light, and what he heard in his ears was a faint cry of sorrow. There was an aura of sadness lingering around him, depressing and deep.

Lu Heng slowly walked towards the source of the mourning. There was a place where the ancestors of the Lu family were enshrined. Incense and wax were burned here all the year round, and the whole room was filled with the smell of incense. more heavy.

He personally lit three sticks of incense and enshrined them on the tablet in the middle. The ancestor Lu Bowen said: "Is it worth it to keep the glory of the Lu family alive at the cost of not entering reincarnation forever and depriving the descendants of blood and family?"

The smoke from the incense candles became misty and hazy, and the surrounding mourning became more and more gloomy. Lu Heng sighed, raised his hand and threw a talisman, and a figure appeared on the tablet.

Dressed for more than 200 years, he looks thin and elegant, his eyes are dim, and there is a hint of regret in his expression.

does it worth?

Regret?

Lu Bowen has thought about these two questions for more than 200 years.

Taking the soul as the eye, imprisoning a corner, not entering reincarnation, and protecting the prosperity of the Lu family and the safety of his children and grandchildren, he thinks it is worthwhile, and he does not regret it.

However, for more than 200 years, the descendants have been fighting for the prosperity of the Lu family day after day like walking corpses. The sadness and resentment in the old house of the Lu family is becoming more and more intense day by day, but it clearly tells him that the children and grandchildren have their own blessings. His excessive intervention has created the misfortune of too many people.

The father loves the son, the mother loves the child, the husband loves his wife, the son is filial to his parents, the children and grandchildren are around their knees, and family happiness is common in other families, but it is a luxury in the Lu family.

There were also juniors from the Lu family who tried to break out of this ruthless vicious circle, but in the end they failed to escape the prison he set for them, and could only repeat the path of their predecessors.

Lu Bowen closed his eyelids desolately, the grief and indignation in the Lu residence are all obsessions left by the Lu family, even though they have entered the path of reincarnation, the accusations against him have always existed.

Lu Bowen opened his mouth and looked at the young man standing in front of him. This is the only remaining blood of the Lu family and also the future hope of the Lu family. Although his soul is imprisoned in the tablet, he can see these younger generations every year. It is also familiar to them.

Like the previous people, this young man also tried to break out of the Lu family's unfeeling vicious circle, but he was always struggling in the vicious circle.

Therefore, Lu Bowen's elegant face revealed a bit of sternness: "You are not Lu Heng, who are you?"