farce a ups and downs

Shen Feiyu suddenly dreamed of that year's sword-questioning meeting again.

The man in white flies and folds flowers, and the cool autumn wind blows over the tip of his hair, and the curled arc moves the young man's heart, and the waves are surging.

When the picture turned, the tall man folded a hibiscus and handed it to his eyes, and said with a smile, "I wish to move to my house."

The nostrils are filled with the fragrance of flowers, so that when you open your eyes, it seems like you are in a dream.

"Master, Junior Brother is awake!"

Shen Feiyu's eyes followed the figure to the door, and a cluster of branches with yellow and white flowers crossed the railing, blooming enthusiastically, heralding the arrival of autumn.

The next moment, the figure that had appeared countless times in the dream crossed the door and walked towards him.

Shen Feiyu's eyes wavered slightly, and she called out in a low voice: "Master."

When Luo Wenchu ​​came to his bed, he brushed his slightly pale face with his fingertips, and there seemed to be tenderness in his eyes.

Seeing that there was nothing to do with him, he made an excuse to leave.

When only the master and apprentice were left in the room, Luo Wenchu's movements became presumptuous, his fingers ran over the bloodless lips, and his fingertips suddenly felt moist and soft.

He withdrew his hand, looked at the faint imprint on it, and raised his eyebrows: "Being able to bite people, it seems that he is recovering well."

Shen Feiyu hummed twice: "It's just that the muscles and bones are weak, and I can't lift my energy."

"This is a normal reaction after taking the medicine, just rest for two days and it will be fine."

Shen Feiyu hummed again, her voice soft and obedient.

It's as if a small brush has been swept across the heart, making people itchy.Luo Wenchu ​​squinted his eyes, and then felt that his sleeve was being pulled, looked down, and saw two fingers hooking the corner of the sleeve, because his body was weak and his hands were weak, so he could only hook gently.

This hook directly made the heart beat hard.

Luo Wenchu ​​held the opponent's hand in his palm, leaned down, and touched his forehead, "What's the matter? Just recovering from a serious illness, want to act like a baby in front of Master?"

Shen Feiyu didn't deny it: "Master, I dreamed of you."

"What did you dream about me?"

"Hmm... dreaming of you..."

The voice of the person below him was intermittent, his eyelashes flickered up and down a few times, and suddenly there was no sound.

He fell asleep again.

After being surprised, Luo Wenchu ​​reluctantly curled his lips, and pecked lightly between the little disciple's eyebrows: "Sweet dream."

After another half a day, Shen Feiyu had the strength to get out of bed.

After recovering from a serious illness, he couldn't take some nourishing food and medicine right away, so Luo Wenchu ​​ordered the waiter in the inn to tear the chicken into strips and boil it into porridge. The porridge is full of fragrance, and the smell of medicine is very light, which makes you very appetizing.

Ren Shi said bitterly: "I have been a beginner for eight years, but I have never seen Master care so much about anyone."

Luo Wenchu ​​held the porridge bowl and said without looking back: "If you were lying on the bed now, you would do the same thing as a teacher.... Feiyu opened his mouth, be careful not to burn it."

"Tsk, treat them differently, Master won't feed me porridge himself."

Although Ren Shi's muttering was small, but the room was so big, it was hard not to hear it.Shen Feiyu blushed, and couldn't help but grab the bowl after being fed a few mouthfuls: "The disciple can come by himself, don't bother the master."

Luo Wenchu ​​said to me, "What's the trouble between you and me?" Then he scooped up a spoonful and brought it to Shen Feiyu's lips, "As for some words, don't bother, it's just that you can't eat grapes and say grapes are sour. .”

Ren Shi smacked his mouth and found that it was really sour.

A certain resentful gaze was too obvious to be ignored. Shen Feiyu was so stared at that his heart was on edge, he grabbed the bowl and swallowed it in one gulp.

Luo Wenchu: "..."

He turned his head and looked at Ren Shi with unkind eyes: "I haven't asked you yet, how is the matter with Xu Chuan handled?"

After Luo Wenchu ​​brought the water back to Shenchi, Ren Shengren rushed to Xu Chuan without stopping. Before they arrived, Qingguang Sect and Zhengyimen were instigated by someone, and the two factions killed each other. Unfortunately, the elder brother died, and the two sides formed a sworn hatred.

When the two arrived, they happened to run into Xu Chuan's other small sects taking the opportunity to fish in troubled waters, wanting to reap the benefits of the fisherman.Naturally, it was impossible for the two to watch the situation develop like this, so they arrested the disciples of other small sects for questioning.Don't ask, don't know, it turns out that after the vitality of Qingguang Sect and Zhengyi Sect were seriously injured, the dirty things about the two sects were also put on the table.

Yin Qingguang, the head of the Qingguang Sect, is ranked 98th in the celebrity list. He is in his forties and sixteen years old, but he gave birth to young children who like water and spirits. He has abducted an unknown number of children.Chen Cheng, a big brother of Zhengyimen, ranked 86 on the celebrity list, has a good appearance, and has abandoned three women one after another, starting in chaos and finally abandoning him. One of them committed suicide by jumping off a cliff because of him.

The funniest thing is that it is said that these nasty things were exposed to each other when the two sects confronted each other.

Rumors spread all over the world, so Ren Shengren decided to keep one person in Xuchuan to trace the source of the rumors and wait for the direction of the incident, while the other returned to Yangzhou to tell Luo Wenchu ​​about Xuchuan.

Luo Wenchu ​​snorted: "I've said it, you can go."

Ren Shi: "?"

With a thud, it was Luo Wenchu ​​who put the empty porridge bowl on the table, turned around and walked towards Shen Feiyu, leaned over under the other's astonished gaze, and brushed his slightly pale lips like a dragonfly.

Turning around to look at Ren Shi who stayed where he was, Luo Wenchu ​​didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his actions just now, "Next, I want to whisper something to your junior brother, why don't you leave?"

Seeing that the bed curtain had been put down, Ren Shi exited the room with his mind full of question marks.

When the door was closed, Shen Feiyu pushed Luo Wenchu: "Master, brother is gone."

In the next second, Shen Feiyu suddenly felt dizzy. He and Luo Wenchu's positions were reversed, and he was lying on Luo Wenchu's body. Luo Wenchu's arms were tied to his lower back, giving him no chance to escape.

"Master..."

"I've been thinking a lot lately, if only I were born ten years later."

Shen Feiyu raised her head with difficulty, resting her chin under Luo Wenchu's collarbone, even if she tried her best to raise her head, she could only see the tip of Luo Wenchu's nose.

He couldn't see Master's expression, which made him a little flustered: "Why does Master feel this way?"

"I was born ten years later, will I be able to meet you at the same age?"

Luo Wenchu ​​is 28 this year, and Shen Feiyu is only [-]. There is a difference of ten years, and not only ten years.

Ten years ago, Luo Wenchu ​​had long been recognized as the No. [-] martial artist, topping the list of celebrities, and there were fifty if not a hundred topics surrounding him every day. He was a character who lived in the wind and rain, while Shen Feiyu ten years ago , is still an eight-year-old boy, all he can think about is how to adjust family relations and get along well with his half-brother.

Ten years later, what Shen Feiyu caught up with seemed to be only a shadow left by Luo Wenchu ​​ten years ago.

"Feiyu, I don't have many ten years to spend."

Shen Feiyu was silent, and suddenly understood the meaning of Luo Wenchu's words.

When confronting the unknown swordsman that night, this idea was like a beast that emerged from the deep pool. Although it quickly lurked, it came out of the water again and bit Shen Feiyu's lifeblood.

He stretched out his hand and hugged Luo Wenchu ​​tightly, as if such a tight hug could make the two of them blend into one.

"Master, it's not Yu's mistake." He buried his head into Luo Wenchu's chest, his voice was muffled and soft, "Make a decision before you move. No matter what you encounter in the future, this disciple will definitely leave a way out for you."

The goal has been achieved, Luo Wenchu ​​put a little smile on his lips, but it quickly disappeared, and sighed: "What is wrong with you, as a teacher, I am just saying that I am destined to grow old before you."

"Master is not old."

"Old and old, nothing is better than before. This man, when he gets old, he starts to have various problems."

"Nonsense! Master is fine."

"Where is it good?"

"Nothing is bad."

"Then..." A gleam flashed in Luo Wenchu's eyes, "Is the job okay?"

Shen Feiyu realized that the other party was just trying to tease him, and she was immediately annoyed.Before he could open his mouth, his body sensed something was wrong.The two stick together without a single gap, so any slight changes can be passed on to each other immediately.

"Master, father." It already had the meaning of gnashing of teeth.

"Hey, here we are."

All dissatisfaction was submerged in the uncontrollable tide.

In the middle of the night, the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus accompanies the dream, but in a certain room of the inn, the bedpost trembles slightly, a large dark flower blooms on the bedding, and there is a faint sound of cat moaning, which is quickly blown away by the night wind, making her look even more helpless.

"Feiyu hasn't answered the question about being a teacher yet."

"Varied……"

"Is it good to be a teacher?"

"Well," the young man blushed and replied vaguely, "Master, it's naturally good."

"Is it better here, or better here?"

The young man showed embarrassment, turned his face away, and was suddenly pulled back by his chin.

The man seemed to insist on getting a definite answer from him, sweating profusely, but still very persistent: "Tell me, where is better?"

The young man kept shaking his head with a hoarse voice, and his body completely turned into a pool of water, allowing anyone to ask for anything.

The man finally softened his heart, sighed slightly, and let go of his restraint.

The young man endured half the night and finally burst the embankment.

It was September, and the sword-questioning meeting was just around the corner. He Zhi and Xiao Feige sent a letter saying that he had brought Ling Jue's disciples to Liuzhou City, and hoped that Luo Wenchu ​​would be ready to take over.

First of all, you must book an inn in advance.

Since Ren Shi was sent away by Luo Wenchu ​​last time, he never showed up again, and left a letter saying to go to Xu Chuan to find Ren Sheng, so Luo Chen, master and apprentice, decided to stay for two more days to search for the whereabouts of Lu Jiming and the black-clothed swordsman , but both of them know that the best time has passed, and the possibility of them staying in Yangzhou City is very low.

During the two days of their stay, the Fang Mansion sent someone over to deliver a message to Master Fang.

After Lu Jiming and Shen Feiyu left that day, Cui Liu came back to report the letter. Both Master Fang and Fang Yingruo felt that something was wrong. Master Fang thought about it carefully, and then sent someone over again.

It turned out that it was not accidental that Lu Jiming found Master Fang, he wanted to use his status as a decent disciple to ask the Fang family to build a batch of "special" weapons. Master Fang did not agree at the time, and after careful consideration later, it was even more impossible to agree.

The person who sent the message explained the ins and outs clearly, put down the weapon blueprint, and then left.

Both the master and the apprentice who saw the blueprint had serious expressions on their faces.

"It's Perak."

It was still the one that Shen Feiyu found from Lian, which was smaller, more diverse, and more powerful than the thunderbolts controlled by the army. Shen Feiyu said worriedly, "He will definitely not just look for Master Fang."

All rich men are potential recruits for Lu Jiming.

After exchanging news with Ye Han, Luo Wenchu ​​was sure that even if Lu Jiming had helpers, there would not be too many, but when he learned the number of thunderbolts the other party wanted, he was not sure for a while.Could it be that someone from the Devil's Cult really communicated with Lu Jiming behind Ye Han's back?And already pulled out a rather embryonic team?Can Ye Han handle the stakes well?

"Master, why don't you disclose Lu Jiming's identity as the devil's son?"

"No," Luo Wenchu ​​immediately vetoed, "The sword-questioning conference is coming up, revealing his identity will have a certain impact on the sect's reputation."

But if his identity is not disclosed, he will use it as a bargaining chip to make friends with local rich people. After all, the title of the head disciple of the Lingjue Sect is for some wealthy businessmen who want to curry favor with heroes and seek the martial arts sect as their backer. , is as attractive as a pearl in the deep sea.

"Don't worry, since the other party intends to disturb the wind and rain, then the sword-questioning conference will undoubtedly be the best stage." Luo Wenchu ​​squinted his eyes and said calmly, "We just need to be prepared and wait for the rabbit."