Rivers and Lakes Records

Lu Mingtong and Feng Ji made an appointment to go together, and when they returned, they urged Lu Jiutian to find him a horse.

Lu Jiutian disapproved of this very much: "The journey was hard, and the young master is not a martial arts practitioner. I am afraid that the young master will not be able to bear the body after running around for nine days. You can rest in the carriage, why do you have to ride a horse yourself?"

He also disapproved of Feng Ji's going together: "There is also Feng Jiaozhu, the young master walking with him means that the two of you have to face each other from time to time, if he asks something that the young master doesn't know, how should the young master respond?"

Lu Mingtong didn't listen to these condemnations at all: "Aren't you all by my side? When I ride a horse, I will definitely stay side by side with you. If you see anything wrong, stop me, and if it doesn't work, cover my mouth."

Lu Jiutian lowered his eyes: "The young master was joking, but Jiutian dare not."

Lu Mingtong was very depressed. On the one hand, he wanted to get along with Feng Ji, a friend he just met, to improve his relationship, but on the other hand, he felt that he was making trouble for no reason in Jiu Tian's eyes.

Fortunately, Bean Sprout was quick-witted and calmed down in time: "Young Master, how about this? If Master Feng mentions something that Young Master doesn't know, Young Master will pretend to cough, and Bean Sprout will rush over and drag Young Master back to the carriage in the name of consulting the Young Master. .”

Lu Mingtong automatically skipped the word 'drag', and praised: "Very good, let's do it this way."

Jiu Tian had nothing to do with him, so he had to go and lead a docile horse.

Having not ridden a horse for a long time, Lu Mingtong was a little afraid of being unfamiliar, so he tried to ride slowly for a while.On the day of departure, Feng Ji kept his travels simple, only bringing Feng Xiao and another boy with him.

Lu Mingtong looked at his familiar face, and remembered that he was the boy he had seen last time squatting on a tree and spreading petals, called Feng Yu.

He looked at Feng Ji's few luggage: "Brother Feng, do you only bring these things when you go out?"

Feng Ji said lightly: "Too many things will become a burden. If you need anything, just buy it along the way."

Lu Mingtong's eyes widened. When he went out, he wished he could move the whole Lu family out together. It was really laborious. He silently wrote it down. It was quite stupid. Next time he went out, he wouldn't bring a bunch of them with him. .

Feng Ji glanced at the horse he was leading, and said: "Mingtong is going to ride all the way?"

"That's right." Lu Mingtong said: "I was in a carriage before, and I felt it was too boring, no one could talk. What about Brother Feng, is Brother Feng going to take a carriage?"

Feng Ji smiled and said: "You are inviting me to ride a horse together, I also think the car is boring, so I just want to chat with you."

The two rode forward, but Lu Douya was still thrown into the carriage. Lu Mingtong finally got his wish and was able to clearly read the scenery on both sides. Going to the martial arts conference for the first time, do you plan to show off your skills?"

Feng Ji said: "The Martial Arts Conference is reserved for up-and-comers to show off. I'm going to join in the fun, but I just accepted the invitation and went to watch it."

Lu Mingtong recalled that he once said that he likes to compete with others, and asked: "But Brother Feng said that he likes to compete with others. Isn't the competition stage of the martial arts conference the best place to find opponents?"

"Ha, the arena of the martial arts conference is indeed a good place for masters to compete, but he also has a shortcoming."

"What's the downside?"

"His shortcoming is that if he wins, he has to stand on the stage all the time and accept the challenges of those who come later. If he passes through several challenges one after another, he will naturally enter the Wulin League. After entering the Wulin League, he has to accept it with others." The test, those who pass the test can take the high position of the hall master under the leader of the alliance."

Lu Mingtong was puzzled: "What kind of shortcoming is that? The head of the Martial Arts League is a position that all righteous men in the world want to try."

"That's right, who on the right way wouldn't want to join the Wulin League and have a taste of being the leader of the Wulin League." Feng Ji picked up the reins and suddenly speeded up: "But Yan Jin is under the jurisdiction of the Wulin League, and there are countless rules and regulations. , the elders inside are hard and stinky, like rocks. I happen to be an idler, and I just want to go to the mountains and rivers every day, enjoy the flowers and moons, drink small wine, and compete with various masters. The life of the Wulin League is really not suitable for me."

Such trouble is not suitable for me, Lu Mingtong thought.He hooted and chased after him: "Ha, my mother always scolded me for being too restless and unable to stop for a moment. If a person like me goes to the Wulin League, I don't know how many times I will be scolded by the leader every day." Woolen cloth."

Feng Ji laughed loudly and said: "But you were born in the Lu family, and you are the only son of the Lu family. You have to continue to do what the former envoy was supposed to do. Mingtong, you said you were naturally active, so Lu Do family responsibilities bind you?"

"No way!" Lu Mingtong said, "Although Feng Yunshi has a lot to do, it is precisely because of this reason that we often have to travel around the rivers and lakes to witness various histories, and then write them down and pass them on to future generations. Tired is a bit tired, but when you are at the scene and see it with your own eyes, you can always feel excited, not to mention how much better than just relying on reading and imagining!"

He said embarrassingly: "When my father took me out, I always imagined that I was a hero, and I could also imitate those knights who throw their heads and blood, and seek morality in the shadows of swords and swords. It's a pity that my father refused, and only let me practice calligraphy in peace. "

"That's why I'm not suitable for the Martial Arts League. I'm impatient. If I become the leader of the league, I'll definitely want to go up and compete with the enemy regardless of the three sevens and 21. Then the world will be messed up." Lu Mingtong said: "The Martial Arts League We still have to rely on those chivalrous men who have both rationality and martial arts, such as Xiao Daxia..."

He followed his inner thoughts all the way to Xiao Lang, and suddenly stopped.

He didn't know if he had seen Xiao Lang before, or if he had heard about Xiao Lang's deeds, except that Bean Sprout had told him about Xiao Lang's extraordinary beauty, he never revealed anything else.

But these words came out so naturally, like a fallen leaf floating along the river, unimpeded, reaching the end.

But after saying the name, he didn't know what to do next, Lu Mingtong secretly swallowed his saliva, and began to wonder whether he should cough twice to let Bean Sprout pull him in.

Fortunately, Feng Ji didn't notice anything unusual about him: "It's true that ordinary people can't sit in such a stuffy seat as the leader of the martial arts alliance, and only Xiao Lang is willing to send himself there. Annoyed, to be tortured by those stubborn donkey elders."

"Xiao Daxia is young and promising, and the whole world is full of praise for him. If he can be successfully elected as the leader of the alliance, it will be a great thing to carry forward the martial arts alliance." What people say is the same as a pile of straw bales.Lu Mingtong thought, Big Brother Feng doesn't seem to have a good impression of the members of the Wulin League, and he doesn't know the reason. Is it just because the elders in it have a bad temper?Turning around, he found a barely visible smile hanging from the corner of Feng Ji's mouth.

What is he laughing at?Are you laughing at Xiao Lang?But there was no irony in this smile, instead, there was a strange sense of pampering in it.

"In the past few years, the martial arts has indeed not seen any newcomers who are eye-catching. They are all hypocrites who are full of morals but act stingy. Xiao Lang can be regarded as the best in the last martial arts conference. In the past few years, he has followed the martial arts. The people of the League ran up and down to settle a lot of troubles, but those old bones can't do it by themselves, and the son they gave birth to is not up to date, and it is human nature to want to push him to the position of the leader of the League."

"It's just that this meeting is about to start, but something happened to him. The world disappeared overnight, and the Wulin League was in chaos. His competitors were anxious, and there were many obstacles behind them. Although the Wulin League It is said to be the most powerful force in the righteous way, but there are still a lot of idiots left." Feng Ji criticized the Wulin League, then turned his head and asked: "Mingtong, you are an envoy of Fengyun. From your point of view, this Does Xiao Lang's disappearance have anything to do with his competitor?"

Lu Mingtong said: "To tell you the truth, Brother Feng, the Lu family had a sudden change before, Mingtong was unable to deal with it, and Xiao Daxia had an accident, so he could only send a few record envoys to see if there is any hidden secret in it, I haven't known yet. .”

Feng Ji nodded, and said: "In my opinion, Xiao Lang's martial arts are not weak. With those descendants of famous families who have flamboyant fists and embroidered legs, it may not be easy to kill him, but it is not ruled out to buy murder. Mingtong will investigate this matter in the future, we can start from this aspect Let's do it."

Lu Mingtong nodded, but he couldn't help but start beating the small drum in his heart. Feng Ji's words made Xiao Lang's rival very indifferent, and even used the word "fancy fist and embroidered legs". It seems that the competition for the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance is not What the outside world said was so simple, but it's a pity that I have lost my memory now, and I don't know anything about the inside and outside situation, so I lost a lot of fun discussing with him for no reason.

The two moved forward without any delay. Feng Ji would also help out when encountering injustice along the way. Lu Mingtong watched from the sidelines, marveling at his superb martial arts. It was funny. It turns out that Brother Feng is a typical knife-mouthed tofu Xin, criticized the righteous way of martial arts all the way, but every time the common people were oppressed, they would still step forward to help.

"The old-fashioned way of martial arts has nothing to do with whether I want to save people." Feng Ji said: "Don't look at me saving them now, when I meet some fools who don't know what to do, I really want to kill them."

Lu Mingtong's eyes were full of disbelief: "But your expression tells me that you won't do this."

"Oh?" Feng Ji said with a smile: "That's weird, I'm wearing a mask, how do you know what expression I have?"

Lu Mingtong also smiled: "If you want to perceive a person's emotions, you can not only observe his expressions, but also observe his language and body movements. Brother Feng, when you spoke just now, your tone was relaxed and your body was relaxed. I didn't get it from that." Feeling a little murderous."

Feng Ji shook his head and laughed, Lu Mingtong couldn't help being curious: "By the way, Brother Feng, can I ask you a question?"

Seeing Feng Ji nodding, he blinked and rode his horse closer: "Since I first saw you, you have been wearing a mask all the time, and you have never even taken it off for sleeping and eating. Don't you feel uncomfortable?"

Feng Ji said: "I hired someone to carefully design this mask. It looks heavy on the outside, but it's actually light. There is no hindrance to wearing it on my face, and it won't make me feel uncomfortable."

Lu Mingtong asked again: "Why are you wearing a mask? I know that the rumors are all about you...that you are so good-looking that I am afraid that I will fall in love with you, but after spending a few days with you, I feel that the rumors are all gone. It's bullshit."

Feng Ji laughed and said, "I fall in love with myself, even the vixens in the books can't do that."

He paused, and said without hesitation: "It's really just a rumor in the world. In fact, my appearance is not only not good-looking, but ugly. I was injured when I was a child, and I have scars on my face. Every time someone sees me I would be frightened, so I asked someone to order these masks, and I covered them every day, just because I was afraid that I would scare others. As for the saying of self-pity in the mirror, I don’t know how it got out.”

It turns out that Lu Mingtong often reads and listens to books on a daily basis. Feng Ji's description immediately reminded him of the scene of a young Feng Ji crying secretly because of his scars. His heart ached and he only regretted his own scars. Curiosity poked Feng Ji's old wounds.

Lu Mingtong apologized: "I'm sorry Brother Feng, I'm the one who can't chat, don't mind."

Feng Ji waved his hand: "The old things are long gone, and I have already gotten used to them. I won't be troubled by superficial things anymore. You don't have to take it to heart."

When Lu Mingtong heard this, he admired him even more for his open-mindedness.