Rivers and Lakes Records

The two of them passed by a small town on this day, which coincided with the annual Lantern Fair being held in the town. When Lu Mingtong saw the red lights lined up with lanterns, he couldn't walk with his feet, and looked at Feng Feng pitifully. Ji.

Feng Ji smiled and said: "The schedule is not tight, since Ming Tong is interested in the Lantern City, it's okay to stay here for one night."

Before Lu Mingtong wanted to mess around, he just subconsciously looked at Lu Jiutian's eyes, but now that Feng Ji was here, he had a feeling of being backed out of thin air. Hearing Feng Ji's promise, he immediately asked Jiutian to put things in the inn excitedly. Going to take a stroll here.

The two walked into the lantern market with Feng Xiao and Lu Douya. Lu Mingtong entered the first booth, picked up a lantern and said softly to Feng Ji: "This lantern is so beautiful, but it's a pity that the material of the outer layer is too bad. It breaks when you blow it."

"I didn't expect Ming Tong to do research on this."

Lu Mingtong said with a smile: "When I was young, I was naughty. I was interested in everything except reading. When my father took me out to see the lantern market, I pestered the boss to teach me how to make lanterns. If I don't learn it, I won't walk."

Feng Ji said: "Then the boss taught?"

"No." Lu Mingtong sighed, feeling very regretful: "How can someone easily teach me the cooking skills that others use. I bought a bunch of lanterns later on and learned some fur."

"The boss thought I was young, so he told me to buy a lot of lanterns, and I couldn't lift them, so I had to go home and send someone to pull them back in a car. When my father saw me coming home with so many lanterns, his eyes were blurred." Make me angry, and punish me to face the wall and think for two hours."

Feng Ji couldn't help laughing: "What happened to those lanterns in the end?"

That was a long time ago, Lu Mingtong said: "He picked out the two ugliest ones I made and put them in his and my mother's room, and let the servants share the rest."

Lu Yuanshan's death was a thorn stuck in his throat, every time he mentioned it, blood dripped.As Lu Mingtong spoke, his voice darkened, and he couldn't help clenching his hands hanging by his side.

Feng Ji noticed the change in his mood, and patted him on the shoulder lightly: "The deceased is gone, my condolences."

Lu Mingtong shook his head, and then walked forward: "Actually, although it was an interesting story when I was a child, Mingtong has never forgotten it since I was a child. This trick of making lanterns is still in my mind. If Brother Feng doesn't mind my rough craftsmanship, Another day Mingtong can make a little lantern for Big Brother Feng to play with."

"Since Mingtong said so." Feng Ji pointed his hand away, "It's better to hit the sun than to choose a day. I see that there are materials for making lanterns on that stall. Mingtong can show his skills now."

Lu Mingtong followed along and smiled, "What a coincidence, anyway, I'll go and have a look. I haven't made this kind of gadget for a long time, so I can't tell if I can show my skills. Brother Feng, just don't dislike it."

A few people came to the stall selling lanterns together, Feng Ji asked: "Boss, I see that you have materials for making lanterns here, my little brother happens to be interested in this, can you let us make two lanterns by ourselves? "

The stall owner said with a smile: "Guest officer, these materials are leftovers from the small shop for making lanterns. They are not considered good things. Why don't you take a look at the ready-made goods hanging here. They are all carefully made by me..."

"Thank you, we are just curious, please do me a favor, boss, we won't disturb your business." Feng Ji took out a silver leaf from his bosom, although it was a polite gesture, it could not be refuted.

When the boss saw Yinzi, he smiled, and obediently stepped aside: "Hey, please, please, the two materials can be chosen at will."

Seeing him take out the silver leaf, Lu Mingtong felt blood dripping from his heart. How come everyone is so generous in their actions? Is the Demon Sect family so rich?

After thinking about it, he is the leader of the Demon Cult, so of course he doesn't lack this small amount of money, and he can't persuade others to save money, so he can only reply silently, looking down at the stalls, thinking about picking some that will pay back.

It's a pity that the stall was not big, and the materials couldn't be picked out in a pattern, so Lu Mingtong gave up, sat down with bamboo strips and rice paper, and quietly began to tie the lanterns.

Feng Ji stood on the side, and the outstanding figure and appearance of the two quickly attracted a group of people to watch, many girls came over and chatted with Lu Mingtong shyly: "Are all these lanterns made by you, and how do you sell them for the price? "

Lu Mingtong made the last stroke on the outside of the lantern, raised his head and said with a smile, "I'm sorry, I'm not the owner of this stall, I just made this lantern as a gift."

The little girl answered in disappointment. Seeing the business opportunity, the lantern stall owner immediately stood up and showed a row of lanterns hanging in front of him: "Girl, you can take a look at these. They are all made by myself. They look good and are not expensive."

The smile on the girl's face could no longer be held back, she glanced at the lanterns, and said something before thinking about leaving.

The boss returned to the side holding a broken heart, and Lu Mingtong had already finished the lantern.

"I thought we were going on a long trip, and it was too big to take with me, so I made a small one, look at it, Brother Feng."

Feng Ji took the lantern and praised: "Ming Tong is too modest, let alone the lantern, just this painting on the rice paper is worthy of my admiration for a long time."

Lu Douya proudly puffed up his chest, that is, his young master's paintings are priceless treasures, and he even has a box of treasures in his room!

Lu Mingtong couldn't help boasting, Feng Ji didn't say a few words, his tail was already up to the sky, in order not to show his clumsiness, he had to cough twice to bring the topic aside.

Feng Ji smiled and asked Feng Xiao to put the lantern away, and said: "Thank you Mingtong for making the lantern for me, I should also express my gratitude for reciprocity."

Lu Mingtong was looking forward to it in his heart, he didn't know what gift Feng Ji would give him back.

Feng Ji said: "It's a pity that I'm not as clever as Mingtong, why don't Mingtong tell me what I want, as long as it's within Brother Feng's ability, Brother Feng will do his best to find it for Mingtong. "

Lu Mingtong was born in a wealthy family, and since he was a child, he has seen a lot of antiques, jade, gold, silver and jewelry. When Feng Ji mentioned this, he didn't think about vulgar things, but instead had another idea.

"I haven't seen Big Brother Feng's paintings before. Ming Tong dares to ask if Brother Feng can show me some face and make a painting?"

Feng Ji smiled and said: "I've said it before, as long as Big Brother Feng can do it, he will never reject Ming Tong. What kind of painting does Ming Tong want me to do?"

"I would like to ask Brother Feng to do a secondary portrait."

"Oh?" Feng Ji asked curiously: "Mingtong wants me to make a portrait for you?"

It is not comfortable to put a portrait of yourself anywhere, it is not good to give it to others, and it is strange to hang it at home.Lu Mingtong wiped off his sweat: "No, Mingtong wants to ask Brother Feng to make a portrait of Hero Xiao."

Hearing this, Feng Ji seemed to be taken aback for a moment, he turned his head to look at Lu Mingtong, with doubts in his eyes: "Huh? Why do you want him?"

"Ha, to be honest, Bean Sprout and the others have never seen Hero Xiao. I want to ask Brother Feng to help draw a portrait of Hero Xiao, and let Dou Sprout pass it around so that we can find Hero Xiao in the future."

He didn't change his face when he lied, and his expression was natural. Feng Ji thought for a while, nodded and said: "Indeed, after Xiao Lang disappeared, although many people in the martial arts knew about it, they didn't make it public. After all, he is Posting his portrait everywhere will damage his image and cause panic.”

Lu Douya silently took over the fact that he had never seen Hero Xiao, puffed up his chest and said, "Ah, that's right, my young master likes to add his own feelings for people and things in his paintings, so the Hero Xiao he draws will be similar to real people." There are some deviations, we are in trouble because of this, we did not expect to meet Feng Jiaozhu, and asked Feng Jiaozhu for help."

Children can be taught.

Lu Mingtong gave him an approving look.

"This matter is up to me." Feng Ji said: "It's just that the place is crowded and it's not suitable for painting. Why don't I finish the painting after returning to the inn and send it to Mingtong's room in person."

"Then there will be Brother Lao Feng."

Lu Mingtong readily agreed, and the two walked to the depths of the Lantern City together. Lu Douya followed closely behind, and suddenly his stomach let out an unusually loud cry.

Lu Bean Sprout: "..."

Lu Mingtong: "..."

It was not long before they finished their dinner, but Lu Bean sprouts were growing up, and just after eating, smelling the smell of snacks on both sides, he couldn't help but feel greedy again.

Lu Mingtong sighed: "Go and buy something to eat, don't go too far."

Lu Douya said, "Alright, young master, do you... want to go together?"

He was worried that something would go wrong when Lu Mingtong and Feng Ji were alone. Lu Mingtong thought about it, and he was not hungry, so he eagerly followed the boy to buy food. He refused, saying: "No need, don't run away too much." It’s better to be far away, so that you don’t have to find your way when you come back.” Pointing to the front, “There’s a wonton stand right there, go and buy a bowl of wontons.”

"Then, young master, if you feel uncomfortable, call me."

Lu Mingtong waved his hand and let him go.

Feng Ji smiled and said: "Bean sprouts don't look very big, at the age of fifteen or sixteen, it's easiest to be hungry at night."

Lu Mingtong slandered: "He's just greedy, he wants to eat everything he sees."

After speaking, he glanced away and saw a peddler carrying a burden not far away, and said happily: "There is a pastry seller!" He walked over quickly, completely forgetting who was despising Lu Douya just now.

Feng Ji laughed, and walked over, Lu Mingtong was already paying.

He held a pack of pastries wrapped in greased paper in his hands, holding them like offering treasures, his eyes filled with joy: "It's pea yellow, this is my favorite, Brother Feng, do you want to try it?"

Feng Ji usually doesn't like sweets, but he still picked up a piece to appreciate his face: "Well, not bad."

Lu Bean sprouts rolled his eyes: "Is it delicious?"

He also took a piece for Feng Xiao, put one piece into his mouth, and said with satisfaction: "I liked to eat this the most when I was a child, but unfortunately my family didn't let me eat too much, saying it would damage my teeth. Now I The full length of the teeth is straight, so you don’t have to worry about it anymore, you can eat as much as you want.”

After speaking, he shook his hand, poured the remaining piece into his mouth, chewed it, swallowed it, and showed Feng Ji a white-toothed smile.

"Ming Tong?"

When a voice came in, Lu Mingtong was taken aback, almost rolled his eyes and fainted, why did the bean sprouts leave before someone he knew came to the door?

Seeing him in a daze, the old man who greeted him called again: "Ming Tong?"

Feng Ji seemed to know this person too, and bowed to the old man: "Daozhang Sun."

"Feng Jiaozhu is also here, are you safe?" The old man nodded towards Feng Ji, then turned to look at Lu Mingtong: "Mingtong, are you going out this time with Feng Jiaozhu?"

The old man has a kind face, dressed in Taoist robes, and holds floating dust in his hand.A look of high morals and prestige.Since you already know this person's surname is Sun, it's better to stop him.

Lu Mingtong closed his eyes, his heart froze, as he did when he was coquettish with Lu Yuanshan's friends before, and softly called out: "Uncle Sun!"

When Daoist Sun heard this address, his expression softened, revealing a trace of kindness.

Lu Mingtong knew that he had made the right bet. This person was really close to him, and he must have a good relationship with his father.

He said cautiously: "Ming Tong was about to go to the martial arts conference, and by chance, he met Feng Jiaozhu. We hit it off right away, and we made an appointment to go to the martial arts conference together. Uncle Sun, why are you here?"

Daozhang Sun said: "Hey, it's not my careless apprentice who committed another crime and fled down the mountain. I came out to arrest him."

Lu Mingtong didn't dare to speculate about the relationship between his apprentices, so he had to avoid it, and said vaguely: "People will grow up one day, Uncle Sun, don't be angry."

"It would be great if he was half as sensible as you." Daoist Sun patted his head like an ordinary elder, and then said to Feng Ji: "Does Master Feng have any plans to show his skills when he goes to the martial arts conference this time?"

Feng Ji smiled lightly and said: "Daozhang Sun knows that Feng Ji has always been idle, and the life of the Wulin League is really not suitable for me."

Sun Daochang sighed regretfully: "Everyone has their own choice, it's just Xiao Daxia's matter, please also pay attention to Feng Jiaozhu." He glanced at Lu Mingtong who didn't dare to pant loudly: "Since Mingtong is a newly appointed I must work hard on this matter. I am afraid that he will be undecided about some things when he is a fledgling. I am relieved to hear that you two are friends."

His remarks really came from the heart like an old man who cares about the younger generation in his family, Lu Mingtong's eyes were sore: "Uncle Sun..."

Daoist Sun fixed his eyes forward, he didn't know who he saw, Fu Chen flicked his face with anger: "Long sky!"

Lu Mingtong was stunned, and saw a sudden chaos in the crowd at the end of Dengshi, and a figure staggered away. Sun Daozhang quickly chased after him, only a faint voice came: "I have something to deal with, Mingtong, you must be careful when you walk in the rivers and lakes."

Feng Ji looked at his back and said with emotion: "Although Daoist Sun is old, his body is still strong."

Lu Mingtong had just escaped by himself, and he was still in fear, so he just said yes at the moment.

It took a while before Lu Douya came back after eating. Lu Mingtong looked at his happy face and wanted to rush up and pinch him.

Fortunately, he was clever just now, and Feng Ji's behavior was no different from usual, it must be because of his excellent acting skills that he was able to save the day.

After they finished shopping around the lantern market, they returned to the inn.A thin layer of sweat broke out on Lu Mingtong's body, and he sent someone to fetch water and return to his room to take a bath.Feng Ji said goodbye to him with a smile, and returned to his room.

Feng Xiao placed the lantern made by Lu Mingtong himself, and checked the surroundings of the room neatly, then closed the doors and windows, and said to Feng Ji: "I checked, and there is no one around."

Feng Ji leisurely sat down at the table and poured himself a cup of tea.

"Feng Xiao, what do you think about this?"

"The leader is talking about portraits?" Feng Xiao said: "There are so many people in the Jianghu, but he chose to ask the leader to paint Mr. Xiao, and his little servant's words are full of loopholes, Feng Xiao guessed that there must be some mystery in it .”

Feng Ji poured the tea, but didn't drink it, he just rubbed the rim of the cup back and forth with his thumb: "That's right, according to him, if he just wanted my calligraphy, he would never choose Xiao Lang. This person's identity is too sensitive. How to dispose of this painting after it comes out will be easily criticized by others. But if you want to accurately tell his servant what Xiao Lang looks like, any painter on the street can draw it."

"Then... Could it be that he has doubts about the identity of the leader?"

Feng Ji shook his head: "If he doubts my identity or Xiao Lang's identity, after making this request, he should directly observe my movements and expressions to see if my reaction is the same as he imagined. But he didn't, he said he would I was painting, but I didn't dare to look at me, but subconsciously glanced away, he was guilty."

Under what circumstances do people feel guilty?lie.There was a lie in what he said.

At that time, Lu Mingtong and Lu Douya said that they asked him to paint because Lu Douya had never seen Xiao Lang's appearance, and Lu Mingtong's paintings were not realistic enough to easily distort Xiao Lang's appearance.

At least one of these two sentences is false.Or, it's all lies.

"There is one more thing that I didn't expect." He put down his teacup, and said firmly, "At the Lantern Market just now, Daoist Sun suddenly appeared, and obviously, Lu Mingtong didn't recognize him right away."

Sun Daochang and Lu Yuanshan have a long-term friendship, and he must be present on the day of Lu Yuanshan's funeral.Logically speaking, with two people who are so familiar, how could Lu Mingtong only reply when Daoist Sun called his name for the second time?

"I originally thought that I would need to spend a longer time to get close to him, but I didn't expect God to give me such a surprise." Feng Ji had a playful smile on his lips: "The development of things is really getting more and more interesting. "