Lu Hua Zhi You Feng Lin Lou

In the second half of the night, the moon gradually disappeared, probably because it was stalked by a passing dark cloud. Lu Xiaofeng originally thought that the road ahead would be more difficult, but the reality was not as he imagined. The mist gradually dissipated, and the intricate path disappeared. Coming out of a bamboo forest, he found two people standing on the road.

"Tsk!" Lu Xiaofeng rubbed his chin, "I said I saw it right, there really is a big road."

Huamanlou felt around for a while, and said puzzled: "This road feels very spacious, and it must have consumed a lot of manpower and material resources. Why didn't people other than Mu Chuan notice it?" It was so weird.

"Maybe it's a family of officials and bandits?" Lu Xiaofeng guessed.Now that Mu Chuan is completely under Qingqiu's control, I really don't know if Ruotang Wuyong will be so angry when he knows this.No wonder Qingqiu agreed to his conditions so readily before, because he prepared the big urn early and waited for his old turtle to jump in.

Hua Manlou sighed, I don't know who this Muchuan county magistrate is, but it's really like meeting someone like him who can cover the sky with his hands.

Standing on the avenue now, the field of vision has widened a lot, and it is enough to find that they are already standing on the mountain road. Looking back, the vast bamboo sea is deep and silent at the moment, as if a big mouth, one accidentally fell into it, It will be bitten to pieces.

"Two, please come up!"

A hoarse voice came from the top of the mountain with internal force, and fell into the ears of Lu Hua and Lu Hua along the straight mountain road.I heard it in the cave before, it was the Lord Qingqiu.

Lu Xiaofeng was overjoyed: "I haven't told him this yet, he's planning to show his true colors to others."

Hua Manlou shook his head and smiled, this man also said that he is the most free and easy person in the world, but in fact he is not?No matter how dangerous the situation is, no matter how complicated the case is, even if he doesn't know whether he will survive to find out the truth, he will always laugh and have fun while suffering. These words are easy to say, and everyone pursues them. , but very few people can do it.

Since the other party has kindly invited you, why not go?Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou changed their mood to appreciate the night view of the bamboo forest, strolled up and down, chatting occasionally, in order to enjoy the leisure and comfort.

Qingqiu watched from above, and suddenly sighed.

"My lord, they are so defiant, my subordinates will catch them up here!" Qingqiu's subordinates circled around the top of the mountain, and one of them, feeling dissatisfied, stepped forward to ask for a job.

Qingqiu didn't answer him, but his eyes passed through layers of bamboo seas, and fell on the dark night in the distance, without stars and moons shining, his eyes were also pitch black.The subordinates couldn't wait for his answer, so they didn't dare to overstep, and retreated quietly.

The mountain road is shrouded in mist, and it looks like a misty realm, but it is not too high to walk up, at least it cannot be compared with the cliff.Soon, Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou appeared on the top of the mountain, Qingqiu's men stopped in front of them, they were all dressed in military uniforms and long swords, standing neatly, not just ordinary mob.Seeing this, Lu Xiaofeng inevitably changed his mind towards Master Qingqiu. It seemed that things were not as he had thought before, but just a group of people who were obsessed with ghosts, wishful thinking, and made trouble for power and profit.They have faith in their hearts, and such people are the most difficult to deal with.

"Lu Xiaofeng, Huamanlou, I'm glad to meet you." Qingqiu said, suppressing her coughing, a little in a low voice.

Only then did Lu Xiaofeng see the person standing on the rock, with a slender figure, a calm and gloomy face, and slightly frowning brows, which seemed to be his normal state. The whole person looked more like a serious scholar, while the whole No sense of recklessness.What Lu Xiaofeng noticed was not only him, but also the stone he was standing on. There was also a piece outside the Bamboo Sea, on which the word "Bamboo Forest" was simply engraved. Among them - do not return to the sea.

Qingqiu noticed his gaze, and spoke first: "Do you know why the bamboo in this bamboo sea grows so well, and the falling-heart grass blooms so brightly?"

Just now, I passed through several clumps of fallen grass, and under the moonlight, bright red and huge flowers were everywhere. It is more shocking than beautiful.

"Because the fertilizer is good?" Lu Xiaofeng said casually, but saw a look of surprise on Qingqiu's face.

Hua Manlou heard the momentary pause, and suddenly realized: "This is where King Yunliu fought before his death?" According to the book, King Yunliu led his people to escape from the royal city. A group of more than five hundred people died in the Under the nameless cliff.Most of these records are simple and concise, and their authenticity cannot be tested.

Qingqiu seemed to smile, jumped off the stone, waved his subordinates to retreat, and stood in front of the two of them: "When the two of you stepped into Shu, I knew that I had encountered the greatest resistance, and it was true. "

Back then, King Yunliu and his own soldiers were chased here by the enemy. They were outnumbered. They fought hard to kill the enemy, shed their last drop of blood, exhausted their last strength, and died together with the enemy.At that time, there were rivers of blood and corpses all over the ground. It rained heavily for three days and three nights, but it was not washed away, and only mottled spots were buried on the ground. 200 years later, the once exposed corpse site has become a vast bamboo sea. I don’t know if it is because countless corpses and unjust souls are buried underneath. This bamboo sea is extremely lush and lush. The comparison of withering is like a long sword pointing directly at the sky, telling the unwillingness and unyielding, and also warning future generations to remember the shame of the ancestors and revenge.

"Since that's the case, I wonder if your Excellency would consider stopping?" Lu Xiaofeng saw that this person was quite talkative, and immediately persuaded him, "Your lord, Yun Liu is a generation of heroes, but his life is only a hundred years, and he will eventually die. Since he has already passed away vigorously, Why don't you just let him stay in this sea of ​​bamboo for a long time, why bother disturbing the souls of the dead again, and make troubles in vain?"

Qingqiu still clasped his hands behind his back, did not answer Lu Xiaofeng's words, went past the two of them to look at the bamboo forest, as if he could really see the return of the dead soul. "I have grown up in this sea of ​​bamboo since I was a child. In 30 years, I have never counted how many bamboos there are here."

Hua Manlou said: "Bamboo is a natural thing, it will wither at one year old, and it will regenerate at one year old. You have given it deep injustice and hatred for no reason, and you know that they don't know anything at all, and they only live and die according to their own nature. , Is it to grow for the sake of clearing the number of people?"

Lu Xiaofeng looked over - tsk, sure enough, the serious Hua Qishao is extremely cute, every sentence is the truth, I have to write it down later, maybe there will be a book of Qishao's sayings, passed on to the family.

After a moment of silence, Qingqiu slowly shook his head: "It's not the person, how can I know what's going on. You don't need to persuade me anymore. If I can let go and see things openly, I won't be here now."

When Lu Xiaofeng heard this, a thought flashed across: "Who are you?"

But Qingqiu had already turned around, and the people on the top of the mountain gathered around, blocking the sight of Lu Hua and the two of them, just watching his back disappear into the thick white mist.

"There is no house here, leaving you Lu Ye and Hua Ye behind, let us sit on the ground?" Looking at the hundreds of people who were about to fight, Lu Xiaofeng touched his nose, and the phoenix ring and colorful tail on his index finger flashed brilliantly.

Hua Manlou unfolded the folding fan, shook it lightly, and suddenly covered his nose: "Brother Lu, there is something wrong with the fog on the top of the mountain!"

Lu Xiaofeng had already reacted when he moved, quickly blocked his sense of smell, and saw that the people in the first row had already attacked with their knives in their hands, aggressive and swift.Getting closer, Lu Xiaofeng was about to raise his foot to kick the saber, but he saw them squatting down suddenly, the saber that was originally slashing downwards was replaced with a sweeping one, but the light of the saber above did not disappear at all, it turned out that the people in the second row did not know why The time has come.

"Hua Man Lou, be careful!" Flying up and jumping onto the tip of the knife, Lu Xiaofeng called Hua Man Lou, reminding him to be careful—fuck, these people are not the ones Qing Ye brought before, their strength is worth It was almost on par with the hidden guards of the Huafu, and it seemed that they were the dead soldiers that Qingqiu had cultivated since childhood.

Huamanlou was also surrounded by people at this time. The other party obviously knew that he could not see, so they adopted a watertight siege method, and people stood all around.The five Bodhi Chan skills were also useless at this time, Hua Manlou could only rely on his own ears and keen perception to judge the opponent's attack.These dead men are not only good in martial arts, but also excellent in lightness kung fu. If Huamanlou's internal energy is not much better than them, it will be really difficult to deal with them for a while.

Kicking away a few people around him, Lu Xiaofeng's figure flashed, and he disappeared. Those dead soldiers were still a little bit unresponsive, and then they saw light blue shadows going back and forth, and looking at Lu Xiaofeng again, they did not know when There was half a bamboo stick, neither too long nor too short, yet he used it as a sword.

"Look at your Master Lu's Flying Immortal!" The soldiers who had just run over were dumbfounded by his words.

Although they are in Sichuan, they also know a lot of things about Jianghu, at least the Flying Immortals from Beyond the Sky is the unique skill of Ye Gucheng, the lord of Baiyun City, everyone knows about it, but isn't this person Lu Xiaofeng?Lu Xiaofeng with four eyebrows.

"But don't let them think too much, Lu Xiaofeng called out to be a flying fairy from outside the sky, and the swordsmanship he used was indeed fierce and fast. After a few chi chis, the clothes on their chests had been pierced. When they were looking down, a The blue-edged shoes flew over, swiped a few times, and kicked the long knives out of their hands.

"Didn't Qingqiu tell you guys not to listen to me when you're fighting?"

Lu Xiaofeng threw the bamboo stick, performed lightness kung fu, passed among those people, touched their acupoints, slapped his hands twice, watched with satisfaction that the battle on his side was over, and turned his head to a dead soldier standing beside him Said.The dead man glared at him with an expression of resentment but no dissatisfaction.Just now Lu Xiaofeng not only touched the acupoints of their whole body, but also touched the dumb acupoints, now it is impossible for them to commit suicide by taking poison.Such a quick way is really amazing.

Master Lu turned his head to look at Huamanlou, Huamanlou was also holding a fan as a sword, it was his own Liuyun swordsmanship.

Liuyun swordsmanship, as the name suggests, excels in lightness and agility, with endless changes.For Huamanlou, it should be the most difficult sword technique to master, but he uses it with ease, smoothly and naturally, Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth while watching - who said there are only Ximen Sword God and Gucheng Sword Immortal in the world, he Jia Qitong is also the most suitable person to use a sword. He is elegant in simplicity, refined in plainness, and weakens the coldness and coldness of the iron sword a bit. For nothing, there is a scent of flowers, and he can subdue the opponent in peace and tranquility.

The bigger and weaker the people around him, the more they gradually forgot how to deal with this kind of swordsmanship that has no killing intent but always harbors compassion. Only a trace of hesitation arose in the heart of their belief in revenge and rejuvenation—what should they do? What are you fighting for?

Hua Manlou felt the slowness of their movements, sighed slightly, drew back his body and stood on the spot, stretched out his right hand, and the closed Hundred Bone Fan spun rapidly in his palm. Kankan passed between everyone's eyebrows, and a few spots of vermilion ooze out, which does not appear scary under the thick night, but is unusually thought-provoking, as if piercing to the tip of their hearts.

When the fan bone came back, Lu Xiaofeng made a sudden move, grabbing the fan before Hua Manlou got it, Hua Manlou was puzzled, his hand was still in the air.

"There's blood, don't get your hands dirty." Lu Xiaofeng pursed his lips into a smile, and blew away the blood beads on the crystal fan bones before putting them in Hua Manlou's hands, and said softly, "It's a pity that the group I found for you all afternoon Shantu, that is the handwriting of layman Chongluan."

Hua Manlou took the fan, and with a wrong finger, the fan surface was intact at the opening. Just as the dark clouds cleared and the clear moon reappeared, his smile suddenly brightened: "I just thought you were busy rescuing Linglong girl from Qingqiu." , Layman Chongluan is your old friend, and asking for a fan should be no more than a cup of tea."

"Let's say there are two cups of tea!" Lu Daxia defended with staring eyes, "He heard that he will paint for you, and the brushwork is much more particular than usual!"

Hua Manlou shook his fan, the mountains fluctuated with his movements, and the scenery was endless, "Really?"

The dead soldiers on both sides, who were still immersed in shock, came to their senses, and fell into deep doubts again—didn't they be ordered to take people back?What is the situation now, isn't it a tea party on the top of the mountain?

Lu Xiaofeng turned his head to look at them: "Why, do you want to chat for a while?"

The dead soldiers did not speak.

"It's a pity, I don't want to talk to you!" He touched his chin and pointed out, "Remember, there is only one person in this world who can make me, Daxia Lu, willing to talk with you with shame, and there is only one person in the world."

"Ahem, let's go down the mountain. It's time to go back and wait for news from Second Brother." Hua Manlou had already turned around as soon as he finished speaking.

The dead soldiers stared blankly at his back—why did the man who beat them so helplessly with a calm face and no breath just now start to blush now?

Lu Xiaofeng walked over, stretched out his arms in front of their eyes, then blinked: "Mine, don't look at it."

......

What happened tonight?This is a question that the dead soldiers thought about all the way when they were brought back to the Shuzhong Inn. They even forgot to be respectful when they passed through the bamboo sea that was usually worshiped as a god.

Yeah, what happened?