[Lu Hua] Son, you lost a chicken

Silly Fenghuang turned over there by himself, thinking wildly, but he didn't expect that Huamanlou next door could hear his movements clearly.Hearing the sound of Lu Xiaofeng rolling on the bed, Hua Manlou had a faint smile on his lips, turned over and fell asleep.

Huamanlou's side had a peaceful night's sleep, while Lu Xiaofeng's side had a sleepless night.It was so easy to wait until about three or four o'clock in the morning that Lu Xiaofeng felt sleepy and fell asleep uneasy.But God seems to want Lu Xiaofeng not to sleep peacefully tonight, even in such a shallow sleep, he still fell into a dream again.

Not surprisingly, the dream is still full of flowers.

But this time Lu Xiaofeng didn't dream of him and Hua Manlou, nor did he dream of those monsters.

He dreamed of Huamanlou, standing far away smiling at him.

Smile like the gentle warm wind in spring, the mottled tree shadows in summer, the dark yellow moon on autumn evening, the snow falling in winter, and smile like all the beautiful things in the world.

In the dream, Lu Xiaofeng looked at Huamanlou smiling at him, and he also smiled at Huamanlou raising his eyebrows from a distance.

Neither of them took any further steps, trying to close the distance between them, but just smiled at each other across the long distance.

Lu Xiaofeng was finally soothed by this dream, his originally tense nerves gradually relaxed, and his originally solemn face gradually relaxed.

This is what Qitong should look like, gentle and ethereal like a banished fairy.

It's a pity that Lu Xiaofeng's sweet dream couldn't last too long, the sky began to gradually turn pale, and the sun slowly rose from the east.

Day is coming.

The one who woke up first was Sikong Zaixing, because he fell asleep the earliest, and unlike Lu Xiaofeng who couldn't sleep for a long time.Sikong Zhaixing fell into a deep sleep as soon as he touched the pillow, and his sleep quality was very good.

The great Sikong Zhaixing woke up when the first rays of sunlight hit his face.

After waking up, Sikong Zaixing decided to harass Lu Xiaofeng.

The monkey spirit Sikong Zhaixing went through the window, and he sneaked into Lu Xiaofeng's room on tiptoe, planning to use Lu Xiaofeng's face as a canvas for a creative painting while Lu Xiaofeng was still asleep.

Sikong Zhaixing has always been very confident in his lightness kung fu.

Unexpectedly, Lu Xiaofeng was not asleep at all.

As soon as Sikong Zhaixing entered, Lu Xiaofeng lifted his collar with two fingers, just like a kitten lifted by a big cat biting its neck.

Sikong Zhaixing opened his teeth and claws, and roared in a full-fledged manner: "Lu Xiaofeng! Let me go!"

Lu Xiaofeng yawned and asked Sikong Zhaoxing what he was doing in his room.

Sikong Houjing rolled his eyes and opened his mouth to speak nonsense, "I'll wake you up!"

Lu Xiaofeng continued to ask with a half-smile: "Oh? Do I need to come in through the window to wake me up? What's the door for? You can't knock?"

Of course, Sikong Zhaixing would not tell Lu Xiaofeng that he intends to create art with special drawing paper, if he really said that, I am afraid that his face will be painted by Lu Xiaofeng today so that he can't see a clean place.

Sikong Zhaixing had no choice but to find a breakthrough from other places. He stuck his neck and roared: "I am a thief! Walking through windows is my personal hobby and habit! Please respect my habit!"

Lu Xiaofeng clicked his tongue, guessing that the monkey spirit was not telling the truth, but he still let go of Sikong Zhaixing.After all, he had just had a good dream and was in a good mood.

Although that dream was interrupted by this monkey spirit.

Lu Xiaofeng yawned again, and said, "I'm too lazy to argue with you."

Sikong Zhaixing's feet finally touched the ground again, he straightened his clothes and asked Lu Xiaofeng, "How did you know I came in?"

Lu Xiaofeng deliberately teased him: "Your footsteps are so heavy, even a dead person will wake you up."

Sikong Zhaixing looked surprised: "How is it possible!"

Lu Xiaofeng smiled and said, "If you don't believe me, go to Huamanlou and try again."

Sikong Zhaixing's wailing and howling just now had already woken up Huamanlou, and it would be a trap for him to try again at this time.

Hearing this, Hua Manlou smiled and shook his head and got up to wash up, and called his servants to bring water for Lu Xiaofeng and Sikong Zaixing to wash up.

Hua Manlou purposely raised his voice a little higher so that Lu Xiaofeng and Sikong Zaixing could hear it easily.

Sure enough, Hua Manlou's hard work lived up to his efforts, after hearing the sound, Sikong Zaixing jumped out of the window and returned to his room, ready to wait for someone to bring water to wash up.

Looking at Sikong Zaixing's back, Lu Xiaofeng smiled, lay back on the bed and waited for the servant to knock on the door.

After washing up and having breakfast, Lu Xiaofeng and the three left for Pan's house.

The Pan family worked very fast. In just one night, they had already set up the mourning hall and hung white cloth strips everywhere.

Lu Xiaofeng and the others went in to find Master Pan and Pan Wu. After saying "sorry" and briefly expressing their regret and condolences for Young Master Pan Jiu who died at the hands of thieves at a young age, they got straight to the point.

Lu Xiaofeng asked: "We want to know more about your son. Could you ask that Lian Sheng to show us around your son's usual activities? For example, your son's bedroom."

Master Pan sighed, waved his hands to let the people find Liansheng, and said to Lu Xiaofeng: "Everyone, please go ahead."

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Thank you."

However, in one night, Master Pan's gray hair had turned half white, and his whole body exuded a kind of old age, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

But what can Lu Xiaofeng and the others say?

They could only bid farewell to Master Pan for the time being, and followed Liansheng to Young Master Pan's room, trying their best to find the slightest clue that might exist.

Liansheng lowered his head and led the way in front of them. His eye circles were red, as if he had been crying.

Lu Xiaofeng was not very good at facing this kind of sad atmosphere. He lowered his head and stroked the chicken jade pendant that Huamanlou had given him not long ago, and asked Liansheng casually, "How does your young master usually treat you?"

As soon as Lu Xiaofeng finished speaking, Liansheng's eye circles turned red again.

Liansheng sobbed, and said, "Master, he treats me very well."

Lu Xiaofeng looked a little confused, and then asked: "Isn't it rumored that the young master of the Pan family is ignorant and good at eating, drinking, whoring and gambling?"

In fact, Young Master Pan is really kind to Liansheng, he just likes to play, and his heart is not that bad.

Hearing Lu Xiaofeng's question, Liansheng choked up a few more times, as if he was a little out of breath and a little ashamed of his ignorance, he said: "The young master is just playful...he is not bad-tempered, and treats us very well. good."

Seeing that Lian Sheng's footsteps were about to stop, Lu Xiaofeng guessed that they might have arrived at Young Master Pan's room, so Lu Xiaofeng put the jade pendant back into his arms again, and began to look around carefully.

Liansheng led Lu Xiaofeng and the others into Young Master Pan's room, Lu Xiaofeng did not expect this to happen.

It was neatly arranged, clean and fresh, without any stains.

Lu Xiaofeng gasped: "Why is your young master's room so tidy?"

This does not match the rumored image of Young Master Pan.

Liansheng was still sobbing, and explained: "Although the young master has a bad reputation outside, he is indeed fond of gambling and fun, but he never brings messy things home. That is to say, the master is dissatisfied with the young master's humiliation, We all like the young master."

Lu Xiaofeng was silent, he didn't know what to say at this time.

Hua Manlou patted Liansheng's shoulder lightly, and said, "My condolences."

Although Liansheng tried his best not to cry, he couldn't stop himself from sobbing.Hearing Huamanlou's simple words, Liansheng had the tendency to cry again.

After Lu Xiaofeng looked at this room carefully, he didn't find anything suspicious.

He finally locked his eyes on the thick books in the bookcase.

Lu Xiaofeng opened a book at random, and asked Liansheng, "Your young master, do you usually read?"

Liansheng thought for a while, and replied: "I don't read the Four Books and Five Classics, and the master typed it a few times to no avail. However, the young master sometimes secretly buys some of the legends outside to read."

"That's a coincidence," Lu Xiaofeng smiled, and took out a piece of paper from the book in his hand: "Look, what is this?"

Standing far away, Sikong Zhaixing saw that it was a painting, which was very clumsy, and it was the back view of a woman in red.

Lu Xiaofeng handed the painting to Hua Manlou to touch, Hua Manlou pondered for a moment, and said: "This back...is it the same person you saw that day?"

Lu Xiaofeng smiled and said, "Exactly."

Sikong Zhaixing interjected: "Then you recognize who she is?"

Lu Xiaofeng shook his head and said, "Unfortunately, I didn't recognize it."

Sikong Zhaixing muttered: "Don't you know girls so well..."

Lu Xiaofeng was convinced that Sikong Zaixing took it for granted, he secretly glanced at Huamanlou, and said solemnly: "It's impossible for me to know everyone, and besides, I don't know many girls."

Sikong Zhaixing rolled his eyes towards the sky, thinking who would believe it.

Hua Manlou quietly listened to the conversation between Lu Xiaofeng and Sikong Zaixing and laughed, thinking that Lu Xiaofeng's serious argument was really cute.

In order to change the subject, Lu Xiaofeng waved at Sikong Zaixing, and said, "Come and help, read all these books, what if his young master drew more than one?"

Sikong Zhaixing slowly moved over and began to flip through the book, Liansheng also helped.

Hua Manlou wanted to help turn the book, but was stopped by Lu Xiaofeng's hand.

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Brother Hua, you don't need to do this little thing, the three of us are enough."

Hua Manlou didn't insist on it, and accepted Lu Xiaofeng's kindness with peace of mind, although it was not a problem for him to flip through the book.

There are not many books in Young Master Pan's bookcase, and most of them are the Four Books and Five Classics in various annotated editions that Master Pan bought for him. They are basically new and can be flipped through quickly.After a while, the three of them finished reading all the books.

But there is only one picture.

But it was expected, and Lu Xiaofeng was not very disappointed.

Lu Xiaofeng stuffed the painting into Sikong Zaixing's arms, smiled at Liansheng, "We will take this painting away."

Liansheng nodded.

Sikong Zhaixing was jumping on the sidelines and shouting, why is it him again, the silk is also him, the painting is also him, and he is not a mobile warehouse.

The author has something to say:

Little Xingxing: Why are all these messy things stuffed to me?

Little Phoenix: This is a clue, take it.

Huahua smiled and said nothing.