[There will always be a few times in life when you push open a door that is of great significance to you.]

【It may be the lobby of the graduation ceremony or the palace of the wedding.】

【Or, it may be the wife’s delivery room.】

【But this moment.】

[The head of the Lu family opened his door to his destiny.]

...

However.

Just after the door opened.

Lu Huaiqiu did not see any scenes he imagined.

For example, the light that was dazzling the dog's eyes suddenly burst out from the room, and the fancy fireworks special effects suddenly burned...

But, nothing is there.

Behind this door of fate is just a small room that is too ordinary.

If you have to say something special, it can only be said that the cold air in this place seems to be deeper.

"It seems that you have to remember to wear long pants next time you come here..."

The health master Lu family master recited silently.

After all, the damp and cold air is so heavy, it always feels like it is easy to get old cold legs!

Several minutes passed.

After my eyes finally adapt to the dark environment.

Lu Huaiqiu saw that in the center of the room, there was a stone platform that suddenly appeared in the shape of an inverted ladder.

It can be seen that time has been on it for a long time.

Because dust, moss, and cracks on the rocks have already covered its entire body.

If your eyes continue to move upwards.

You can see a knife inserted straight on the stone platform.

"?"

Lu Huaiqiu was very curious and gradually approached, looking at the knife carefully.

Judging from the appearance, it looks very much like the Taidao in the Heguo Heian era.

The curve of the blade is smooth and perfect, narrow in front and wide in the back, and the length is roughly between one meter and one meter and one meter and one meter and five meters.

However.

The traces of this knife being sealed by time seem to be much deeper than the stone platform on it.

Even the wooden hilt has already seen some signs of decay.

so.

this……

Is it something left by my dad?

Lu Huaiqiu was a little confused.

It shouldn't be.

From childhood to adulthood, he never seemed to have shown any interest in swords or something.

He never even looked at his full moon draw lot.

Instead, he used his limbs together and rolled and crawled towards the large bottle of fat man's happy water placed at the farthest...

It was not until later that he realized that when he saw this scene, his mother's face turned green.

But unexpectedly, my father sitting on the sofa was so happy that he leaned back and forth, laughed out loud, looking very happy.

"I am worthy of being my old son!"

"Xiaoqiu will definitely live a happy life!"

Dad Lu explained so.

After all, there are really not many children who can go straight to Happy Water without looking back at the lot-drawing ceremony!

When Lu Huaiqiu was young, he never thought that this fat man had been drinking the happy water for eighteen years.

He lowered his head and gently rubbed his belly.

This soft feel is even more comfortable to touch than many rich women with their own private airports.

Although it is really much smaller than four months ago.

If he continues to develop like this, he will soon be no longer a fat man.

As we all know, men change rapidly.

And he - has grown up.

Soon, he could carry his knife and destiny on his shoulders like that man.

bite--

I don't know if it's an illusion or something.

Suddenly, Lu Huaiqiu seemed to have caught a glimmer of light on the blade.

He leaned over and observed it closely.

Only then did I realize.

In a corner of the blade, there is an invisible sword inscription engraved—

【Starcut】.

This is the name of this knife.

It is contrary to the non-mainstream style of my father, simple and unpretentious, light and quiet, but it sounds as heroic as mountains and rivers.

Lu Huaiqiu walked around the stone platform and looked at the other side of the blade.

There is also a Taoist sword inscription here.

——"I don't know that the sky is in the water after getting drunk."

——"A boat full of clear dreams pressing against the galaxy."

Lu Huaiqiu slowly recited that poem.

He vaguely remembered that the man liked to recite poetry.

But this is limited to when the latter has just finished a bottle of Maotai or Erguotou.

Every time at that time, this man who is proud of himself will become a man of ambition but heroic.

Then he pointed to the vast starry sky above the sky and said to him at the top of his voice:

"Xiaoqiu, tell my dad!"

"What did you see?"

"Sea of ​​Stars." Lu Huaiqiu, who had already familiar with the lines, answered obediently every time.

"Wrong!" the man whispered, "It's the sea of ​​stars between you and your father!"

now.

When he stared at the inscription of the knife and recalled the scene again, Lu Huaiqiu could still smell the middle-aged aura that spanned time and space.

Lu Huaiqiu took a long and deep breath.

Next moment—

"Come on the knife!"

Accompanied by a low shout of breath, Lu Huaiqiu reached out and held the hilt of the knife.

clang!

The moment the blade separated from the stone platform, the crisp sound of drawing the sword echoed in the room for a long time.

That's right.

Although [Star Cut] is really inserted deep and tightly, and it has not been lubricated at all, it is dry and astringent.

But Lu Huaiqiu pulled it out easily.

However.

The calm head of the Lu family did not feel any surprises about it.

after all--
To be continued...