[Lu Hua] Son, you lost a chicken

Sikong Zhaixing still couldn't understand, so he asked again: "Does the socks that haven't been washed for a long time have anything to do with this matter? Could the socks also help you drive away the killers in Luohuilou?"

"It was impossible," the honest monk said honestly, "it's just that the killer they sent happened to be a woman. And if there is no accident, it should be a beautiful woman. Beautiful women generally like to be clean, and the monk is eager to learn. , toss days-unwashed socks in her face, and buy yourself some time."

A few seconds can determine life and death in a master's fight.

Of course, if these few seconds are used to escape, even if the opponent is the top killer of Luohui Tower, it is enough for the honest monk.

Sikong Zhaixing: ...

Is there such an operation?

If you can't learn it, you can't learn it. If it were him, he would have smoked himself half to death before killing the enemy.

Facing Sikong Zaixing's silence, the honest monk smiled shyly.

Sikong Zhaixing immediately didn't want to talk to this person anymore, he was very disgusted.He only felt that every word that the honest monk uttered had a stench, and he almost fainted.

The honest monk felt that Sikong Zhaixing's face became even uglier, he hastily argued: "The pair of socks on my feet are just bought, new ones, not smelly, I don't believe you..."

"Okay, okay!" The honest monk's words were forcibly interrupted by Sikong Zhaoxing, he didn't want to listen to what the honest monk said later.

In order to stop the honest monk from talking about his socks, Sikong Zhaixing forcibly changed the subject and said, "You just follow us, do you know where we are going?"

The honest monk admitted generously: "I don't know, but it's impossible for you to go to die, right?"

Sikong Zhaixing became ill-intentioned, deliberately teased the honest monk and said: "That's not necessarily the case, you know Lu Xiaofeng, whoever stays with him will not have a happy life."

Sikong Zhaixing's words are ambiguous.

The honest monk understood very precisely the meaning that did not fit Sikong Zhaixing's idea, and he was a little confused: "You mean Huamanlou? But what does Lu Xiaofeng's relationship problem have to do with the monk?"

Sikong Zhaixing almost choked to death on the honest monk's words.

Although he belatedly realized that there were two different ways of understanding what he just said, there was a 50.00% possibility!How could the honest monk be so accurately understood as the wrong one?

Huamanlou's ear strength has always been very good.Huamanlou has heard every word of Sikong Zhaixing and Honest Monk's words.But Hua Manlou just shook his head with a smile, and did not join the conversation between Sikong Zhaixing and the honest monk.

There is a saying in the past, "As for the existence of the law and the inability to do it, there is a form without a form, like a fish drinking water, knowing whether it is warm or not." This is the truth.If he and Lu Xiaofeng were friends forever and didn't cross that line, maybe his life would indeed be much more stable, watering the flowers in Baihualou every day, leisurely and comfortable.Such a day, calm and without any waves, may also be happy.But sometimes, it is also lonely.

Huamanlou was originally used to being lonely.How can there be a blind man who is not used to loneliness?It was pitch black in front of me, and I couldn't see everything that was disturbing.

But Lu Xiaofeng seems to be destined to always be an accident in other people's lives.He has encountered many strange people and things by accident, and has also accidentally affected the things those people are planning.It's as if he never intended to find trouble by himself, but trouble can always entangle him time and time again.

In many "troubles", Hua Manlou stood side by side with Lu Xiaofeng.And to a certain extent, Lu Xiaofeng has also become Huamanlou's "trouble".

A unique "trouble", a different "accident".Hua Manlou likes this "trouble" very much, and also enjoys this "accident".So when his "fish" is "drinking water", he probably feels that the "water" is hot.

Lu Xiaofeng was the best trouble and the most inevitable accident in his life.

After wandering on the road for two or three days, Lu Xiaofeng and his party arrived in Luoyang.

Lu Xiaofeng suffered a lot in the past two days, he never knew that riding in a carriage was such a torture.Because he had never drank such a bitter medicine and had so many needles in the carriage before.

Fortunately, Gu Yingqing's hand was very steady, even on a shaking carriage, she would not miss the position of the needle by an inch, so Lu Xiaofeng saved herself the pain of being stabbed a second time.

Otherwise, Lu Xiaofeng would probably go crazy.

Seeing that Luoyang was right in front of him, if Huamanlou was not still by his side, Lu Xiaofeng would have yelled to the sky and jumped up and down on the spot, celebrating the end of his suffering - the week has come, he will never There is no need for needles to drink medicine, Gu Yingqing's medicine made me cry like hell.

However, Hua Manlou just stood beside him with a smile on his face, with Hua Manlou around, Lu Xiaofeng couldn't do such a lacking thing.

It was already late when Lu Xiaofeng and his party arrived in Luoyang, they simply went straight to the White Horse Temple, planning to stay overnight in the temple.

Since the day when the White Horse Temple was built, the incense has never been cut off. Every day, a steady stream of people and officials go to the White Horse Temple to burn incense and worship Buddha.It can be said that Baima Temple has always been a lively temple.

Lu Xiaofeng and the others did not expect that the White Horse Temple they saw would look like this.

If Monk Honest hadn't just visited the White Horse Temple at the beginning of the year, and he swore that this must be the real White Horse Temple, Lu Xiaofeng and the others would have wondered if they had found a fake White Horse Temple in the wrong place.

The plaque on the gate of the temple held the same opinion as the honest monk, and the three big characters "White Horse Temple" were clearly written on the plaque.But when this plaque appeared in Lu Xiaofeng's eyes, the image was too unconvincing.I saw that the plaque was crooked, as if it was about to fall off at any moment.The big characters on it are also a little dim, and those who don’t know think that the craftsmen cut corners and materials, and the amount of gold lacquer was not painted as much as the monks gave, or the monks were too poor, so they simply didn’t give enough.

Just two spider webs away.

Then there are two spider webs, this is a veritable deserted temple, which shelters poor students who are rushing to take exams from the rain, and can stage a Chinese Ghost Story anytime, anywhere.

Huamanlou couldn't see, so naturally he couldn't see what others could see, but he also felt that something was wrong.

It was too quiet here, like an empty temple.

Sikong Zhaixing was the first to break the silence, and he asked, "What's going on here?"

This is nonsense.Isn't it because they don't know what's going on?

Lu Xiaofeng replied: "God knows, let's go in and have a look?"

Just as Sikong Zhaixing wanted to agree to Lu Xiaofeng's proposal, he was interrupted by Hua Manlou's words.

Huamanlou said: "Don't go in rashly."

Lu Xiaofeng leaned over to Huamanlou, and asked with a smile, "What did Qitong think of?"

Huamanlou said, "Carrier pigeon."

Yes, homing pigeons.

Pigeons have no martial arts and are always much easier to control than humans.

Lu Xiaofeng understood and said: "Qi Tong means that the letter in this carrier pigeon was transferred?"

Hua Manlou sighed, "I don't know if the transfer was made or not, but there is a very high possibility that the letter was not the will of Liu Pei and Qian Jiu."

Lu Xiaofeng said again: "You mean they might have been controlled?"

Hua Manlou nodded, and said: "However, it does not rule out the possibility that they are still alive but have not received the letter, or that they are dead and the letter was forged by others."

Lu Xiaofeng's expression turned ugly, and he said, "If it's Luohuilou..."

Lu Xiaofeng didn't say the second half of the sentence, but everyone guessed it.

If it was Luohui Tower, then Liu Pei and Qian Jiu might have been killed by now.

Hua Manlou seemed to sense that Lu Xiaofeng was in a bad mood, he patted Lu Xiaofeng on the shoulder, and said, "It's all just speculation."

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Then what about the White Horse Temple? Do you want to go in or not?"

Hua Manlou couldn't make up his mind either.

When Huamanlou was in a dilemma, with a creak, the door was opened from the inside.

Is a little monk.

As soon as the little monk opened the door, he stared fixedly at Lu Xiaofeng's mustache.

No matter how thick-skinned Lu Xiaofeng is, he can't stand being stared at like this.Lu Xiaofeng felt uncomfortable being stared at by the little monk, he stroked his mustache and asked the little monk, "Why are you staring at my beard?"

The little monk's voice was timid, but there was an unusual firmness in it.He looked at Lu Xiaofeng's face very carefully and asked: "Excuse me, is your Excellency Lu Xiaofeng Lu Daxia?"

Lu Xiaofeng stroked his beard again, presumably these two mustaches betrayed him again.He said: "I am indeed Lu Xiaofeng, but as for Lu Daxia, I dare not be."

No one expected that when the little monk heard Lu Xiaofeng admitting that he was Lu Xiaofeng, he knelt down to Lu Xiaofeng with a plop, and before Lu Xiaofeng even had time to react, he began to kowtow to Lu Xiaofeng incessantly.

Lu Xiaofeng was taken aback by the little monk's reaction.

If the little monk took out a knife and stabbed him without saying a word, Lu Xiaofeng could still use the "Spiritual Finger" to teach the little monk a lesson.But now they kowtow to Lu Xiaofeng without saying anything, what can Lu Xiaofeng do?Knock back?

Lu Xiaofeng had no choice but to touch his beard again in embarrassment, and said: "What are you doing, you start begging for New Year's money before the Chinese New Year? Are monks also interested in this? Besides, you are not my junior, and I don't have New Year's money to give you. "

The little monk ignored Lu Xiaofeng's glib tone, he still kowtowed his head vigorously.

The little monk's head was not made of stone, so after so many knocks, the skin on his forehead was broken, and bright red blood rushed out from the broken skin.

Lu Xiaofeng was most afraid of being kowtowed by others in his life, let alone this kind of desperate kowtow.

So he had no choice but to say: "If you have anything to do, get up first and then talk about it."

The author has something to say:

"As for the existence of the law and the absence of it, there is a form without a form, like a fish drinking water, knowing whether it is warm or cold." Source: Song Yueke's "History of Longmianhai Meeting Picture"