Lu Hua Zhi You Feng Lin Lou

There has always been a legend in Shanyang County. Tao Zhugong once brought the beauty Xi Shi to the nearby Fanghua Mountain to play. After the God of Wealth left, he left something behind and was picked up by the woodcutters on the mountain. To redeem this thing, he was willing to give ten thousand gold as a gift, but the woodcutter hid in the mountain and did not come out no matter what. The God of Wealth kept thinking about this treasure until he ascended to immortality.

This treasure is called the Zhu Mo Knife. The God of Wealth loves it so much that he carries it day and night, but no one has ever seen what it looks like. The legends are naturally full of strange things. Eighteen shapes have been shaped over and over again, but they are all just chatter after dinner.

But Zang Shisheng suddenly came over and mentioned Zhu Mo Dao, naturally it was not for Lu Xiaofeng and the others to verify the authenticity of this legend, because he said that Zhu Mo Dao was in Muxiu Villa.

Lu Xiaofeng tapped his fingers on the table, and said silently: "Zhu Mo Dao?" He was thinking about the reason why Zang Sheng brought up this story.

"My Zangzhuo Villa and his Muxiu Villa were actually created by one person a hundred years ago, and the Zhumo Knife was not something that Tao Zhugong said in the legend, but the ancestor's personal weapon. After the old man passed away, one of his sons left behind The scabbard was removed, and one son kept the blade, but later the line was cut off, and outsiders entered into the family. After changing the family name, the two families have no contact with each other." Zang Shengli said with certainty, "The ones kept in Zangzhuo Villa are knives. The scabbard was originally enshrined in the ancestral hall, but it was stolen by the people of his Muxiu Villa a few months ago, and I had a dispute with the people of Muxiu Villa just to get the scabbard back." There was a hint of shame on his face.

Lu Xiaofeng continued following his words: "So you knocked down that table yourself?"

Zang Shengli smiled and nodded, saying something expedient.

Lu Xiaofeng smiled alienatedly and remained silent, no matter whether what he said just now was true or not, the fact that he was not honest about gunpowder alone is enough to prove that there is still something to hide.

"What does the owner want us to do?" Besides Lu Xiaofeng, Hua Manlou also listened carefully.

Zang was waiting for them to ask this question, and immediately stood up, bowed and saluted: "Daxia Lu and Mr. Playboy are quite famous in the Jianghu. Zang would like to ask you two to help me get back the scabbard of Zhu Mo Dao, otherwise After Zang died, he had no face to go downstairs to meet the ancestors of the Tibetan family."

"Why did Mu Xiao steal the scabbard?" Lu Xiaofeng asked suddenly.

After hesitating for a while during his career in Tibet, he replied: "Actually, there was a rumor about the Zhu Mo Dao among collectors, saying that there is a great secret in the Zhu Mo Dao. If future generations can discover it, they can obtain the law of eternal life and the life of eternal wealth."

"Pfft!" Yu Xi, who was buried in eating shredded potatoes, sprayed all over the table, with a few sticks hanging from his greasy mouth. Lu Xiaofeng stretched out his sleeves in time to block Hua Manlou, so that he who was sitting opposite Yu Xi would not be sprayed. arrive. "Have an appetite?" His eyes fell on Ximen Chuixue, who silently drank the wine in the glass, put down the glass and covered Yu Xi's mouth with a handkerchief, so fast that only a white shadow flashed by.

"Haha, did your ancestor still have a Yitian sword, and then there are six mantras: Martial arts supreme, precious sword Zhumo, command the world, no one dares not to follow, Yitian does not come out, who will fight for the front." Yu Xi wiped his hand again. mouth, I am deeply curious, do all the ancestors in the world like to keep big secrets for their children and grandchildren?

"That's not true." Zang Shengli couldn't understand what he was talking about, thought about it seriously, and shook his head.

Yu Xi rolled his eyes, hey, he was tricked by his ancestors again.

"The law of eternal life, the life of eternal wealth, are you fooling us?" Lu Xiaofeng rubbed his chin, "Who in this world can never die, and who can always have smooth sailing?"

Zang Shengli seemed to guess that he would not believe it, and suggested: "If Daxia Lu doesn't believe that there is a Zhu Mo Dao, then we can go to Mu Xiao to confront him. Although he does not admit that he stole the scabbard, the blade has always been in Muxiu Villa. He is not allowed to make excuses, the old lady of the Mu family will call me my aunt according to her seniority, and I will know if there is a red ink knife in the two villas."

Seeing what he said, Lu Xiaofeng naturally knew that the Zhu Mo Dao must exist. As for the truth of the story behind it, it is impossible to tell just by hearing the words of Zang Shengshen.

"As long as a few of you can help me find the scabbard, I will be very grateful." Zang Shengsheng persuaded him very hard, as if as long as Lu Xiaofeng stepped forward, he would be able to find it for him immediately, "Hehe, let me tell you, in fact, I I already have some clues to the secret of Zhu Modao, which is why I urgently need to retrieve the scabbard, and I am naturally willing to share it with you when the time comes."

Having said these words, Lu Xiaofeng became somewhat curious.

"How?" Yu Xi and Sikong were also very interested.

"Naturally, everyone will choose first." The life of Tibet is very good.

"Well, we'll leave this matter to us!" Yu Xi patted his chest and assured him that he didn't want Wu Mu's suicide note, the Nine Yin Manual, etc., but the law of eternal life, the life of eternal wealth, is still very attractive.

Lu Xiaofeng continued to watch Ximen Chuuxue - he agreed, you care?

Ximen Chuuxue flicked the scabbard with his slender, white fingers, and there was a muffled sound.

"Okay, then let's discuss how to get it back." Seeing that they had agreed, Zang Shengsheng breathed a sigh of relief, sat down and poured himself a cup of tea.

Lu Xiaofeng looked at him and didn't speak.

"What... what's wrong?" He looked at Zang Shengli with trepidation in his heart, and the cup of tea was a little hot.

"I like to handle cases by myself, and I don't like to discuss with others." Lu Xiaofeng tactfully issued the eviction order.

Zang Shengli seemed to be dazed for a moment, his eyes rolled back and forth, then he put down his teacup and stood up again: "Well, I believe in the abilities of you guys, then I'll go back and wait for the news."

"Walk slowly."

“…”

"Oh, by the way, there was a murder case in Jieyin Academy just now, I wonder if the owner heard about it?" Lu Xiaofeng suddenly asked again.

Zang Shengsheng nodded: "I heard, I heard it on the way here, I don't know if the murderer has been caught now."

"It will be caught."

"Hehe, with all of you here, of course."

So the owner of the Tibetan villa who came in a hurry, the stool was not warmed up, he drank from the teacup, said a lot of words, and left in a hurry.

After he left, Lu Xiaofeng asked Xiao Er to serve some hot dishes again, while asking the others: "How is it?"

Piou Wu had basically finished feeding the monkey demon, put down his chopsticks and analyzed: "The thing about Zhu Modao seems to be true, but the theory of eternal life is a bit too watery, but seeing how much trouble Zang Shengli and Mu Xiao had before, Zhu Mo There is probably a secret behind the knife, just like what Yu Xi said before, secret books and treasures are the easiest to think of, otherwise an old knife from a hundred years ago would not allow two people to scratch their heads."

Yu Xi, who was named, nodded hurriedly, agreeing with his teacher's wife's words: "The treasure hidden in the treasure knife is basically a plot that every martial arts novel will have. Steal it out, and share it with everyone."

"Are you poor?" Lu Xiaofeng asked Yu Xi. He was born in the Valley of Stranger Things, and he called himself a great god. The place of Peach Blossom Fort.

"It's not about being poor, it's about planning for a rainy day, understand?" Yu Xi sighed quietly, with a rare serious and dignified expression, which really seemed to be a bit of talking.

Speaking of this, Lu Xiaofeng suddenly remembered what Huamanlou said to him in the afternoon, opened his mouth to ask, but swallowed it back.

"What do you want so much money for?" Ximen Chuuxue said the first words when he came here.

Yu Xi sighed worriedly: "Compared with money, I want easy ways to make money, because I don't know when, you will not be who you are now."

"Stay in Wanmei Villa, you will always be you." Ximen Chuuxue said in astonishment.

Yu Xi dropped his chopsticks on the table, his pretty face blushed suspiciously, and the rest of them looked at Ximen Chuuxue in shock—it turns out that Bing Cube is more straightforward than ordinary people when it comes to love. White and bold.

The sword god raised his eyes, swishing the ice knife and Frost Sword flew over, everyone silently raised their chopsticks to eat, the hot food was the most delicious time, waste would be condemned sooner or later.

......

Back at the county government office, the Kunlun slave was still tied up in the yard. Sikong had eaten too much just now, and after watching them eat too much, he drank two more glasses of fruit wine, and now he was sleepy and snoring one after another. Piou Wu's face that was so spoiled that he wanted to squeeze out honey was really an eyesore, Lu Xiaofeng sent the two of them back to rest for a while, he, Hua Manlou and Ximen Chuuxue stood in the yard talking around the Kunlun slave .

"If I say, I can understand a little bit of his words, will you find it strange?" Yu Xi squatted in front of the Kunlun slave, looking at the little one, looking up to listen to him.This Kunlun slave probably has no strength to make a fuss until now, and has been muttering something repeatedly.

Hua Manlou went to look at Yu Xi with a little surprise, "A Xi, can you understand me too?"

"Yeah?" Yu Xi raised his head abruptly, his big eyes were bright, and the stars in the sky were all compared to each other.

"Actually, I just heard him speak, it seems to be very similar to ancient Yue language." Hua Manlou said.

"So there is ancient Yue language, probably about the same." Yu Xi suddenly realized, and then clicked his tongue again, "Just now I almost pretended to be psychic."

"Pretending?" Lu Xiaofeng looked at him with a funny face, but also a little disappointed, it turned out to be a magic stick.

Yu Xi instantly understood his expression, and when he was about to explode, Ximen Chuuxue said behind him: "What did he say?"

Yu Xiaoxi, who still couldn't get rid of his status as a magic stick, refused to answer and spoke again, put on a cool face, and continued to squat down and talk to that Kunlun slave, ignoring the three people behind him.This time it was obviously different from the previous pronunciation. Seeing Kunlun Nu's dark face, his eyes lit up, and he responded excitedly with his teeth and claws.

Hua Manlou moved his hands behind his back and pinched Lu Xiaofeng - look at what you did.

Lu Xiaofeng also stretched back to hold the slightly cold hand, and winked at him—it's okay, someone coaxed him.

It's a pity that the coaxer hasn't moved yet, but Yu Xi stands up abruptly, turns his head and says, "He said he was sold and wants to go home!"

Lu Hua and Lu Hua who were flirting were startled for a while, then quickly stopped: "Oh...is that so?"

"What were you two doing just now?" Yu Xi squinted at Hua Manlou who was blushing slightly.

Lu Xiaofeng stroked his beard, Hua Manlou shook his fan, and changed the topic: "Axi, did he also speak ancient Yue?"

Yu Xi shook his head: "No, the previous ones were just curse words. I just tried it casually just now, and it turned out to work, and then he said that he was sold on a boat." Before that, he had been I racked my brains to figure out what the hell Kunlun Island in the South China Sea is, but now that I think about it, I dare say it came from Malaysia.

Lu Xiaofeng and Ximen Chuuxue looked at each other: "It seems that there are indeed people in Shanyang County who secretly sell Kunlun slaves."

Ximen Chuuxue turned and walked back: "I'm going to write a letter to Ye Gucheng."

"..." Yu Xi looked at his back and opened his mouth, but didn't say a word in a daze—this person is stupid, he must be stupid.

Lu Xiaofeng was also a little puzzled, Ximen Chuuxue has taken a fancy to this magic stick, why is he not afraid of provoking people at all.

Hua Manlou walked over to ask Yu Xi how they communicated just now, and changed the topic by the way.It's a pity that Yu Xiaoxi was obviously a little absent-minded, squatting on the ground and poking the ground with his fingers to play, after a while his fingers became dusty.

The vixen or something really deserves the name.

"Ahem, Huamanlou, let's go to Jieyin Academy." These four Kunlun slaves came to the landscape painting workshop to kill people. It is easy to think that they are people under Zhou Fan's hands. Starting with him, there should be some clues .

"You should be able to do it alone, or bring the hidden guards. I'll stay and ask Axi about his specific situation." Hua Manlou was obviously more interested in the communication between Yu Xi and the black man.

......

This damn human trafficker, why not go to the South China Sea to do business!

Ximen Chuuxue came back soon. In fact, he just went to inform Pi Wu. Although Sikong fell asleep, his divine falcon did not. Yes, but Ximen Chuuxue will definitely not be polite at all when using it.

Then he saw that there were only three people left in the yard, one standing and one squatting, and the Kunlun slave who was still tied up but obviously had a much better attitude.

Seeing him come back, Hua Manlou stopped talking with Yu Xi, turned around and walked outside.

"Where are you going, Loulou?" Yu Xi twirled two dirty fingers, jumped up and wanted to keep up, Hua Manlou stopped, gathered his collar, and smiled faintly: "I'll go out and have a look, I'll be back in a while .” The hidden guard on the roof showed his head, and he looked back with a look, obviously not wanting anyone to follow.

Naturally, Hua Manlou didn't want to jog the road, so Yu Xi let out a groan, waved at him, and continued to squat down to talk to his new friend.

There was only the sound of a slightly difficult conversation in the yard, and Ximen Chuuxue was like a white plum tree, completely unable to feel the breath of existence.

"Go back to the room." The cold tone sounded in his head, Yu Xi paused, and continued to croak.

Sword God was a little puzzled, wasn't the atmosphere good before?After thinking about it, he said again: "I'll help you beat Lu Xiaofeng tomorrow."

What's the matter with that dead duck?Yu Xiaoxi kept talking, and continued to poke and poke with her fingers, as if she wanted to poke a hole in the ground with the little internal force in her body that was the size of a grain of rice.

Wasn't it because Lu Xiaofeng despised him just now and he didn't help?The sword god changed his posture and held the sword, unable to figure it out.

Kunlun Nu was very dissatisfied that he kept interrupting Yu Xi to talk to him, and finally found someone to talk to, so he waved the iron chain in his hand and yelled at him, but Ximen Chuuxue brushed his sleeve over, and he was completely stunned. The piles fell backwards, a layer of ash splashed up, and his huge body couldn't stand up after thumping on the ground a few times.

"What are you doing?!" Yu Xi was choked and coughed a few times, and hurried to help him. Although he is a prisoner, he still has human rights. What's more, he was just an innocent man who was far away from his homeland and was used by others. .

Seeing that Yu Xi tried hard a few times, but couldn't get the Kunlun slave's head off the ground, let alone his body, the corner of the sword god's mouth twitched, and he walked to the opposite side resignedly, and raised his sleeve again, the big puddle on the ground And the whole thing rose up from the ground and stood firmly.

Yu Xi was exerting strength, when suddenly his hands were empty, he fell backwards due to inertia, and then bumped into a warm embrace.

The person is cold, the sword is cold, but the heart is still hot.

"Fox spirit!" Yu Xi squinted his eyes and cursed as he touched the back of his head hit by his sword.

Ximen Chuuxue's eyes changed slightly, and the hand in the snow-white sleeve began to move slowly, moving towards someone's back.

Yu Xi sensed his intention in time, and jumped a few steps away with his buttocks in his hands: "Save your hands and compare your sword with your old friend, don't touch me!" Yes, yes, compare swords, look at the two of you Who is more sword!

"Jealous?" Ximen Chuixue realized it later, and withdrew his hand, the corner of his mouth seemed to be a smile that wasn't a smile.

Yu Xi was about to retort impassionedly, when Ximen Chuuxue's eyes suddenly passed him and looked back. He also felt that the wind around him suddenly became weaker, as if it was blocked. When he turned his head, he saw someone standing on the top of the wall A whole row of men in black looked very good looking.