Section 190
So he didn't bring his children with him.
He settled down in the secular world and asked an old servant to take care of him.
"Knock, knock, knock!"
Lu Changsheng went forward and knocked on the door.
After a while, the door opened with a creak.
"Sir, who are you looking for?"
The one who opened the door was a girl in a moon-white smoke-silk long skirt.
She looked fifteen or sixteen years old, with a slightly immature oval face and a slender figure, full of youthful breath.
Lu Changsheng could tell at a glance that the girl in front of him had cultivation.
But she only had the second level of Qi training.
"Is this Xia Long's daughter?"
"I didn't expect that Xia Long, with his thick eyebrows and big eyes, would have such a beautiful daughter?"
Lu Changsheng was slightly surprised.
Then he smiled and said, "Excuse me, is this Xia Guang's house?"
Xia Long's real name is Xia Guang, Xia Long is just a pseudonym.
"Yes, sir, do you have something to ask my father?"
The girl said after hearing this.
"I am Xia Guang's friend, and I am here on his behalf."
Lu Changsheng said softly.
"Daddy's friend? On his behalf?"
The girl paused when she heard this.
She immediately invited Lu Changsheng into the yard.
In the yard, there was an old man with gray hair and a gray gown.
"Miss, who is this?"
When the old man saw Lu Changsheng, his expression froze slightly, and he asked with a vigilant look in his eyes.
Lu Changsheng knew that this old man was the old servant that Xia Long arranged for his children.
This old man did not practice immortality, but he practiced martial arts.
He was a martial arts master.
"This young man is Daddy's friend, and he is here on Daddy's behalf."
Xia Zhiyue said in a crisp voice.
"Master's friend?"
When the old servant heard this, he was still vigilant.
"Don't worry, I am here for Xia Guang's request."
Lu Changsheng saw the old man's vigilance and said lightly.
Slightly raising his hand, a ball of fire appeared with a "puff", making the air hot.
"So it's the Immortal Master who has arrived. I'm sorry for the offense. Please forgive me!"
Seeing Lu Changsheng's move, the old servant no longer doubted and bowed.
"I wonder what Daddy has entrusted you with."
After inviting Lu Changsheng to the living room, Xia Zhiyue pursed her lips slightly, with a nervous and hopeful look.
Her father never brought any friends over, nor did he ask friends to come over.
This time, entrusting a friend to come over gave her a bit of an ominous premonition.
Seeing the girl's expression, Lu Changsheng sighed slightly.
He took out Xia Long's urn from the storage bag.
"Fellow Daoist Xia died while fighting for opportunities outside. Before he died, he told me some of his affairs and asked me to tell you and your brother."
Lu Changsheng said.
"How could this be."
The girl was struck by lightning when she heard this.
A bright and youthful face turned pale, and only the hands and feet felt cold.
"Dad!"
Then she cried out in grief and sorrow, and fell down helplessly.
"My condolences."
Lu Changsheng immediately supported the girl's soft body.
He also took this as a warning in his heart.
You must be more stable when doing things.
Otherwise, if you have an accident, Xia Long's situation will be a lesson for you.
"Dad lied to me, you clearly said that you would not go out for adventures this year, and stay at home to accompany me and my brother, how come you didn't..."
The girl's pretty face was full of sorrow, and she looked pitiful, with pear blossoms in the rain, and her pink lips moved.
After a moment, the girl also realized that she had lost her composure, and hurriedly wiped away her tears.
With a slightly red face, she bowed to Lu Changsheng and said, "Thank you, senior, I lost my composure."
"It's okay, this kind of thing is also human nature."
Lu Changsheng sighed slightly.
If the other party didn't have any grief, he wouldn't know what to say.
After seeing the girl calm down, Lu Changsheng began to tell her about Xia Long's last words and funeral.
At this time, Xia Zhiyue also called her younger brother Xia Chaoyang back.
Xia Chaoyang is eleven years old this year, and he has a handsome face.
He is dressed in a light blue gown, and has a refined scholar's elegance.
He looks a bit like his father Xia Long, but his temperament is completely different.
Lu Changsheng estimated that Xia Long had worked hard all the way.
So he protected this son very well.
He didn't want his son to go his own way.
He wanted him to be able to join the immortal sect and practice immortality in peace in the future.
Xia Chaoyang was also sad when he learned about his father's affairs.
However, he was very resolute and bowed to Lu Changsheng to thank him.
Then Lu Changsheng took out several of Xia Long's relics and a storage bag containing three hundred spirit stones and handed them to the two siblings.
"Now that Fellow Daoist Xia has completed his mission, I will take my leave."
After completing the task, Lu Changsheng turned around and said goodbye.
"Thank you for sending my father's remains and ashes back. We are so kind that we two siblings cannot repay you."
"I am willing to be a slave to repay you."
At this time, Xia Zhiyue pursed her lips, tears in her eyes, and knelt in front of Lu Changsheng with a firm look, and said.
"Fellow Daoist Xia has already paid me for this matter, so there is no need to do this."
Lu Changsheng said, reaching out to help the girl up.
But the girl was very stubborn, as if she would not get up unless Lu Changsheng agreed.
"Now my brother and I depend on each other for life, and it is difficult to survive in this world. I hope that you can take care of my brother for my father's sake."
"I am willing to be a slave to you, and work like a cow and a horse to repay you."
The girl looked at Lu Changsheng with a pitiful face and said.
She knew very well that now that her father was dead, she and her brother would be left alone.
It might be okay to survive.
But it would be difficult to cultivate immortality in the future.
Although a fortune was left behind.
But fortune can also become a danger.