Walking into the main hall again, Luo Xingmu had already lit the kerosene lamp, took off his shroud, put on a half-new sheepskin coat, pushed the paper man sitting around the Eight Immortals table away, sat down first, and then said to Luo Lie who had just entered the door: "Sit down!"

Luo Lie didn't be polite to him, and sat down opposite Luo Xingmu. He saw Luo Xingmu picking up the tobacco leaves from the basket, skillfully rolling up the cigarette roll, and quickly took out a box of cigarettes from his arms, took out one from it and handed it over.

Luo Xingmu grinned and took the cigarette handed over by Luo Lie, clamped it on his right ear, and then continued to roll his cigarette roll. After a while, he had finished it. He held it in his mouth, picked up the kerosene lamp on the table, lifted off the already blackened glass lampshade, put it on the flame and sipped it hard. The flame started to rush and suck it up because of his breath.

The room was soon filled with the choking smell of inferior tobacco, and Luo Xingmu's eyes fell on Luo Lie's face: "Don't you smoke yourself?"

Luo Lie said: "I'm so tired that I'm not going well yet!" He didn't lie, the contest just now made him very tired.

Luo Xingmu understood this sentence as a compliment to himself and laughed. When he smiled, his face was full of wrinkles and his mouth was full of black and yellow teeth due to smoke and fire. It was difficult not to associate him with the word "old and ugly", but Luo Xingmu's eyes did not show old age, and he seemed to narrow into a thin slit, with splendid radiant in the gap, like an old fox with a thousand years of cultivation.

Luo Lie took out the letter Luo Xingmu sent to him from his pocket. It was folded very well, and it was also the only token of self-certification.

Luo Xingmu picked up the letter and glanced, then put it on the kerosene lamp, ignited it, and threw it on the ground, regardless of whether there was a paper man lying on the ground. The paper man quickly burned when he encountered the fire, and the whole hall suddenly became much brighter.

Luo Xingmu was indifferent, and Luo Lie did not go to put out the fire, because he saw the paper man lying in an empty place, and the fire could not be spreading to the outside.

The room was particularly bright because of the burning of the paper man. Luo Xingmu took a sip of cigarette rolls hard, opened his mouth, and just spit out a cloud of smoke, and then swallowed all the smoke back with great stinginess. He closed his eyes very much, but it didn't open it for a long time. Luo Lie even mistakenly thought he was asleep.

Luo Xingmu suddenly opened his eyes again and looked at Luo Lie blankly and said, "I thought you wouldn't come, or maybe I was already dead when you came here to see me."

Luo Lie said: "You are very tough. Three or five ordinary young people will definitely not be your opponent!" It's not a compliment, it's entirely the truth, but Luo Lie still wonders why Luo Xingmu is so old, why does he claim to be his uncle?

Luo Xingmu said: "It seems that we are still a little destined." He took out a photo from his arms and placed it in front of Luo Lie.

Luo Lie picked up the photo. The photo shows a young man wearing a jacket and a steel knife hanging on his waist. He is in his prime and full of energy. Looking at the outline of his eyebrows and eyes, he looks a little like Luo Xingmu. Look at the time in the photo. This photo was taken ten years ago. It is obviously not Luo Xingmu. Luo Lie asked tentatively: "Your son?"

Luo Xingmu smiled and said, "I'm wrong, it's me!"

Luo Lie was stunned. Ten years could actually turn a young man into an old man in his octogenarian. Was Luo Xingmu lying to him or something amazing happened to him? He compared the young man in the photo and the old man in front of him and finally found some similarities from the outline.

Luo Xingmu said: "I am not your distant uncle, I am your biological uncle. Your father is called Luo Xingjin, and I am Luo Xingmu. We are five brothers, but they are not arranged in the order of gold, wood, water, fire and earth. Your father is the fourth, I am the fifth, and there are three brothers on it, all of which are named according to the birth date and fate. You don't know that there are so many uncles and uncles. The old man must tell you that he has only one son and is your father."

Luo Lie pursed his lips and didn't say anything. He knew very little about the previous generation. He was a posthumous son and his father had passed away before he was born, so he had no impression of his father. His mother died when he was seven years old and was taken away by his grandfather since then. It was only then that he realized that he had a grandfather in this world. Grandpa Luo Gongquan is serious and rarely talks to him on weekdays. Except for urging himself to study, he rarely communicates at other times, and even stings with him a word of concern to him. However, Luo Lie believed that his grandfather was just not good at expressing himself, and he was still extremely concerned about himself in his heart, otherwise he would not sell his property and send him to study abroad.

Luo Xingmu said: "Our Luo family should have been punished by God. The eldest brother shouted Luo Xinghuo. When he was two years old, the second brother Luo Xingtu was born. Not long after, the eldest brother died. The second brother lived to be three years old and gave birth to the third brother Luo Xingshui. As a result, on the day the third brother was born, the second brother fell into a well and drowned. At that time, he thought it was an accident.

When the third son Luo Xingshui was five years old, your father was born. The old man donated money and looked for someone to see Feng Shui. As expected, it was peaceful for two years. But when your father was two years old, the seven-year-old third son was robbed and tore up the tickets by bandits. At that time, the old man realized that there must be something wrong with the Feng Shui at home. He moved and moved the grave. He didn't dare to have children anymore, but he should always come. When your father was seven years old, my mother was pregnant with me again and forgot to tell you that my mother is Xuxian."

Luo Lie listened silently and finally understood that Luo Xingmu was half-brother of his father, but he had never heard him mention these things during the eight years he lived with his grandfather. Most people understand this principle, but why did his grandfather insist on naming his sons from the Five Elements?

Luo Xingmu said: "When the old man heard that my mother was pregnant, he not only did not feel any happy, but instead asked my mother to have an abortion."

Luo Lie sighed in his heart. It seemed that his grandfather was really scared by these things in the past. It would be a little cruel to have his second grandmother aborted child like this, but it should not be successful. Otherwise, Luo Xingmu would not have explained the past in detail in front of him.

Luo Xingmu said, "My mother begged hard, but the old man was still insane. He actually instructed the maid to mix abortion medicine into my mother's meals. He never thought that the maid was conscientious and secretly told my mother about this. So my mother completely gave up and took some gold, silver and fine materials from the house, and fled her hometown while the old man was unprepared."

Luo Lie thought to himself that if everything Luo Xingmu said was true, then his fate could be called "a longing for trouble and displaced". However, judging from his worship of his grandfather's spiritual throne, he did not seem to have a grudge against the hatred of his grandfather's abandonment of their mother and son.

Luo Xingmu said, "My mother took me to Tianjin and was hiding his identity, for fear of being found by the old man. Until I was fifteen years old, my mother was seriously ill. Before she died, she couldn't bear to live alone for the rest of her life, so she told me about my life experience. After I learned about my life experience, I hated my father very much. After my mother passed away, after I finished her funeral, I thought about going back to seek revenge on the Luo family."

He paused at this point, but the half of the cigarette in his hand had already been extinguished. He lit the half of the cigarette again, took two breaths before continuing: "I just entered Quancheng and saw the Luo family's gate. I saw that the Luo family was holding a funeral, but your father was gone. I asked quietly. The day when your father died was the day when I knew my identity. What's more coincidental was that your father died in Tianjin. Maybe he had met me."

Luo Lie frowned. Although he was not superstitious, he still felt that this matter was evil enough and whispered: "You mean, did you kill my father?"

Luo Xingmu shook his head and said, "I don't think so, your father was poisoned to death, and he had a wrong and a debt, so this matter would not fall on me. Besides, he is a golden life and I am a wooden life. Even if he is in a fate, he should be the one who defeats me."

Luo Lie clenched his fists. Although he had no impression of his father, he still felt hatred in his heart when he heard that his father died of killing him. The hatred of killing his father was irreconcilable. If he knew who was the enemy of killing his father, he would definitely repay the blood debt for his father.

Luo Xingmu said, "I wanted to leave, but finally I couldn't help but go to see your grandpa. I wanted to question him in person. I wanted to humiliate him severely and take revenge on his ruthlessness for abandoning us mother and son. But I didn't expect that as soon as he saw me, he recognized me and called out my name. He asked me to leave and not let anyone know about our relationship. He also gave me a letter. He also said that the letter must be opened after he died. He did not say the reason, but said that I would understand when he came to the grave after he passed away."

Speaking of this, Luo Xingmu stopped and remembered something: "Do you drink tea?"

Luo Lie shook his head and said, "No thirst!" After hearing this uncle talk about so many bizarre past events, Luo Lie almost forgot about other things, not to mention that he still can't tell whether Luo Xingmu is an enemy or a friend, nor can he determine whether he will be detrimental to him.

Luo Xingmu pulled out the cigarette that Luo Lie gave him from behind his ears and lit it, and took a sip and said, "Western people are not strong enough! You are very cautious, are you worried that I will harm you?"

Luo Lie smiled indifferently and said, "You are an elder, how could you be as scruples as me, my junior?" His answer was very decent and clever.

Luo Xingmu nodded and said, "You are the only one left in our Luo family. Being cautious is always a good thing. Be careful and sail for ten thousand years. Let's continue to talk about me." The paper man on the ground was completely burned into a pile of ashes. The kerosene lamp was beating, and the light was very dim. Luo Xingmu's face was mostly hidden in the shadows. As the cigarette butts flashed and dimmed, he whispered: "Of course I won't listen to him. After leaving, I will tear the letter. Guess what's inside?"
Chapter completed!