manynovel Chapter 94: The difference between virtual and dangerous, the red anger makes me cry
Chapter 94: The difference between virtual and dangerous, the red anger makes me cry
The night was as dark as ink, and the cool moonlight filtered through the gaps in the branches and leaves of the forest, casting dappled light and shadow on the bluestone path.
Zhuge Yan followed behind his master, Zuo Ruotong, silently walking along the path they had come from.
In his heart, he was still savoring the conversation he had just had with the Celestial Master and his disciples.
Thinking of Zhang Zhiwei's disheveled and aggrieved appearance, my tense nerves finally relaxed a little after a long day.
However, this brief period of calm did not last long.
Just as he subconsciously looked up at the deep night sky, which was fragmented by the tree canopy.
The next second, Zhuge Yan's pupils also suddenly contracted!
In the cloudless night sky, a shooting star with a pale white tail was rapidly descending from the northeast, between the constellations of Xu and Wei, following an ominous trajectory.
The meteor disappeared in an instant, leaving only a chilling afterimage.
Immediately afterwards, that celestial realm seemed to be stained by invisible blood, and a faint yet exceptionally dazzling crimson aura quietly emerged, like a ghostly tear stain, precisely intruding into the "Weeping" star palace, which symbolizes grief!
"When a guest star appears between the constellations of Xu and Wei, the country will suffer a loss... When a red aura invades the Weeping Star, there will be weeping events in the palace..."
Zhuge Yan's feet suddenly froze on the spot, a chill instantly shooting from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, as if all the blood in his body had frozen at that moment.
He was an expert in astronomical divisions, and the divisions corresponding to the constellations Xu and Wei were precisely the land of Qi and Lu—his hometown, Langya, the ancestral home of Zhuge Liang's lineage!
This astrological configuration is extremely ominous!
The Lord is in great mourning!
Moreover, it directly targets his blood relatives!
The lingering sense of foreboding from the birthday banquet during the day, the unusual delay in her father Zhuge Duan's arrival, and the "divine warning" that Lu Jin unexpectedly interrupted her divination...
All the clues instantly connected into a cold bolt of lightning, striking Zhuge Yan's mind fiercely!
"Father……"
An uncontrollable thought, which filled Zhuge Yan with dread, surged up within him. His heart felt as if it were being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.
"Yan'er?"
Zuo Ruotong noticed the strange behavior of the disciple behind her, stopped and turned around.
Under the moonlight, he saw Zhuge Yan's face turn ashen white in an instant, his body tremble slightly, and his eyes filled with unprecedented panic and fear.
"What's wrong with you?"
Zuo Ruotong frowned, her eyes full of concern.
"Master..."
Zhuge Yan's voice was dry and tight, with a tremor he himself was unaware of. He raised his hand and pointed to the starry sky stained with crimson energy.
"The celestial signs... are extremely ominous! The Void and Danger sectors are afflicted by a red aura... I fear... I fear..."
Before he could finish speaking, a series of hurried and frantic footsteps, accompanied by heavy breathing, came from afar like drumbeats, shattering the silence of the forest!
"Master! Master! Something terrible has happened!"
Lu Jin's figure rushed into the forest path like a whirlwind, his usual carefree and composed demeanor completely gone.
He was covered in sweat, his hair was disheveled, and his face was filled with horror and grief.
When he saw Zhuge Yan standing frozen in place, he almost staggered over and grabbed Zhuge Yan's arm, his voice trembling with sobs and disbelief.
"Junior Brother Yan! During the day, I asked someone from the Jianghu Inn to help me inquire about Uncle's whereabouts."
Just now, Xiao Zhan found his uncle... but... but... he... he's dead!
Uncle Zhuge... has been murdered!
boom!!!
Lu Jin's words were like a thunderclap from the heavens, exploding loudly in Zhuge Yan's ears!
Despite having the worst premonition in my heart, the impact of the cruel reality being torn open and laid bare before me was still beyond my imagination.
Zhuge Yan felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, the world spinning around him, and all the sounds of the world seemed to vanish in an instant, leaving only Lu Jin's words, "He is dead," echoing and roaring wildly in his mind!
His body swayed suddenly, and he almost fell to the ground if Lu Jin hadn't held on tightly.
The will that had remained unshaken during the daytime contest against Zhang Zhiwei and Lei Fa was utterly shattered at this moment.
All the calculations, all the composure, all the plans, all seemed so pale, laughable, and utterly vulnerable in the face of the devastating news of the sudden death of a loved one.
"No...it's impossible..."
Zhuge Yan's lips trembled, emitting a faint, almost inaudible sound. His eyes were vacant, as if they had lost focus.
"Senior Brother Lu... what did you say? My father... my father he..."
He gripped Lu Jin's arm tightly, his nails almost digging into the other's flesh.
It was like grasping at the last straw, or like seeking a negative answer.
Zuo Ruotong's expression instantly turned extremely solemn. He stepped forward and supported the swaying disciple.
"Jin'er! What exactly happened? Explain yourself!"
Where is Yan'er's father now? What is his situation?
Lu Jin took a deep breath, suppressing her grief and panic, and quickly said:
"It's in the woods beside the official road, less than twenty miles from the Lu family's house!"
The scene... the scene was horrific... my uncle... his body was severed from his head!
None of the Wuhou Sect members who accompanied them survived!
"Their bodies were separated from their heads... not a single person survived..."
These words were like cold knives, cutting into Zhuge Yan's heart again and again.
He could no longer hold on; a metallic taste surged up his throat, and his vision was completely overwhelmed by boundless darkness and piercing grief.
My father is dead.
That steady, mountain-like father, who had placed high hopes on him and should have been laughing and joking at the birthday banquet…
died!
The immense grief, like a monstrous wave, instantly engulfed Zhuge Yan.
He could no longer hear what his master and Lu Jin said afterward; he only felt that the whole world was collapsing and spinning, eventually fading into a deathly darkness.
"Yan'er!"
"Junior Brother Yan!!!"
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I don't know how much time has passed.
When Zhuge Yan opened his eyes again, what came into view was the ceiling of the residence arranged for him by the Lu family.
The moment Zhuge Yan opened his eyes, a familiar voice suddenly rang out.
"Master! Father! Junior Brother Yan is awake!!!"
"Senior Brother Lu?"
A look of confusion flashed across Zhuge Yan's eyes at first, but soon, the shocking news he had received before he fell into a coma surged back into his mind.
Father... is dead...
Zhuge Yan slowly closed his eyes, and two lines of clear tears slid down his cheeks.
A moment later, when Zuo Ruotong and Lu Xuan, the head of the Lu family, entered the room, Zhuge Yan had already gotten off the bed as if nothing had happened.
"Yan'er, how...are you feeling?"
Zuo Ruotong's eyes flickered slightly, and she asked with concern.
"Master, I'm fine. I'm sorry to have worried you."
Zhuge Yan shook his head, his expression as calm as death.
"Young Brother Zhuge, you..."
Lu Xuan was about to speak, but before he could finish, Zhuge Yan interrupted him.
"Uncle Lu, where is my father's body? Can I go see it?"