Rivers and Lakes Records

On that day, Lu Mingtong raised his head and proudly said to Feng Ji, "Report to me in advance for everything you do", and before he was complacent for a few days, he began to regret again.Feng Ji did as he said, and would like to follow his order and report everything in detail, with a soft tone and a smile on his face, but the report was undoubtedly too detailed, and he had to notify Lu Mingtong even when he was going out, Lu Mingtong was very troublesome, these two days I want to roll my eyes when I see him.

The curtain of the carriage that was moving was raised by someone, Lu Mingtong sat crookedly on the slump inside, dazzled by the light coming straight in, hissed, covered his eyes with his hand and said: "What's the matter, Master Feng? "

"Chu Gong, you can do it yourself, just remember to wash your hands when you come back, and Chu Gong is not allowed to report to me in the future!"

"Where did Ming Tong say that?" Seeing that he was troubled by his eyes, Feng Ji shook his folding fan to block the light for him, and said with a smile: "I just have a boring schedule, so I just came in to talk to Ming Tong."

Lu Mingtong curled his lips and said nicely, he came to talk to me, I think he came to inquire about news again.

How could there be room for three people in this carriage, Lu Douya glanced left and right, and found that these two were not someone he could afford, so he had to pat his buttocks to give up his seat.

Feng Ji straightened his clothes, sat down at Lu Douya's original position, looked down at Lu Mingtong's waist, and said with a light smile: "It seems that the jade pendant I gave Mingtong is very much in the heart of Mingtong, and it's actually inseparable." body."

Lu Mingtong lazily flicked the jade pendant on his waist, with a casual look: "Well, it's okay, it's pretty good as a decoration, not tacky."

Feng Ji said again: "Since you have hung the jade pendant, why does Ming Tong have to hang a purse, isn't it too cumbersome?" He paused: "I think about it, it seems that from the first time I saw you, you changed your waist. I have bought countless accessories, but this purse has never been replaced. It seems that it was given by someone who is very important to you. Can you lend me one..."

"No!"

Before the word Guan was uttered, Lu Mingtong flatly and resolutely refused. He turned over and sat up, straightened the silk on the purse triumphantly, and there was a hint of showing off in his tone: "My mother gave it to me, no one will give it to me."

Feng Ji laughed, while Lu Mingtong was sitting and said, "Don't be so polite, I know you want to ask me, how is Xiao Daxia's whereabouts going, right?"

Feng Ji said: "Ming Tong thought about it a lot, I really just wanted to chat with you when I came in this time."

Lu Ming said childlikely, only ghosts will believe you.

"Because of the forces in the palace, Bat withdrew after discovering that Xiao Daxia's disappearance might be related to people in the palace. The clues were interrupted, but don't worry about this. He has already dispatched spies to investigate quickly. Don't worry, Hidden Book The speed at which the Pavilion obtains news is well known in the world."

After Feng Jian listened quietly, he bowed to him and said: "So, I would like to thank Ming Tong. After the martial arts conference is over, Ming Tong might as well go to Bailing Valley with me, so as to solve your memory loss."

Every time I talk about Xiao Lang's whereabouts, Feng Ji will definitely put on an attitude of thanking you after something is done. Lu Ming understands in his heart that he is hinting to himself that the sooner he finds Xiao Lang, the sooner he will be. The sooner you can get the help of the world's number one genius doctor, so that you can speed up and find someone to help you.

Lu Mingtong felt resentful in his heart, and after he was healed, he must stay away from this face-changing monster!

He yawned and poked Feng Ji's arm: "Hey, speaking of it, now that everyone's playing cards, you can always draw a portrait of Xiao Daxia for me, don't fool me this time."

He was trying to test him with a portrait before blaming him, Feng Ji smiled and said: "Of course, but it's inconvenient to paint in the carriage, why don't I draw another one for you when the village in front is resting. By the way, come on." Where did Mingtong put the picture he drew for Mingtong last time?"

Lu Mingtong's teeth itch when he thought of that painting, he kicked his feet and said, "Throw it away." But his eyes could not help but drift to the camphor wood box next to him.

Feng Ji was silent for a while and said: "It's a pity, the Ming Tong in that painting is so innocent and cute, so I can't bear to do other things on the painting, but it doesn't matter if I throw it away, the lost person is still there, from now on I will be Ming Tong Draw a few more pictures."

Lu Mingtong wanted to say who cares about your broken paintings, but moved his lips, but held back.

Adults don't remember villains, Lu Mingtong said: "I'm sleepy!"

Brightly chasing the guests away, Feng Ji chuckled, picked up the curtain and went out.

Feng Ji kept his word, as soon as they found a place to stay, before Lu Mingtong said, he had consciously locked himself in the room to paint for Lu Mingtong.

An hour later, Lu Mingtong held the picture scroll sent by Feng Xiao, closed the door and beckoned Bean Sprout to come over: "Come and have a look, Feng Ji's portrait still doesn't look like it."

After unfolding the picture scroll, Lu Mingtong finally understood where Lu Douya's shyness came from when he talked about Xiao Lang earlier.

"It's so beautiful..." Lu Douya was fascinated by the look, and murmured: "It's just that the real person looks better, Xiao Daxia's eyes are brighter, and his nose is more straight. This painting is dead after all..."

Martial arts are high-strength, talented and intelligent, with a breeze in his sleeves, and he has such a handsome face.Even Lu Mingtong couldn't help but sigh with emotion, this Xiao Lang is truly a proud son of heaven.

"It's not bad." Lu Mingtong coughed and asked, "Hey. How old is Xiao Daxia?"

Lu Douya said: "I'm in my twenties, it's the age to get married. The matchmakers in the Jianghu are almost smashing the threshold of the Wulin League. It's a pity that Xiao Daxia is obsessed with the affairs of the Wulin League. Please go back."

Six years older than himself, Lu Mingtong comforted him, he is not bad, after six years of walking on the rivers and lakes, he will be a favorite by then.

Lu Douya didn't know what he was thinking, but just watched him ponder for a long time, and asked: "Is this painting painted by Feng Jiaozhu? Young master, do you want Douya to find some painters to copy a few pictures, and let the people below pass it on?" Go down and find someone conveniently?"

Lu Mingtong glanced at him coolly: "Why, do you think other than me, who has a problem with his brain, who else doesn't know what the world-famous Hero Xiao looks like?"

Lu Douya rolled her eyes, thinking of something, she immediately fell silent.

After Lu Mingtong finished speaking, he also felt that something was wrong: "No, what I mean is, apart from me, a person who has lost his memory, who else doesn't know Daxia Xiao, forget everything you just heard!"

Lu Douya's mouth collapsed into a line: "Don't worry, young master, Douya didn't hear anything."

Lu Mingtong nodded, and put the painting on the table: "Put it away."

He turned and went out. Lu Jiutian was guarding the door. When he saw him coming out, he bowed slightly and said, "Master, the spies from Yinshu Pavilion are here to report."

In the dark room, a man dressed in black was standing quietly in the room. He even breathed lightly, and the black mask on his face blended with the night.

"Hey, if you want to talk about something, just talk about it. What are you doing with the lights out?" Lu Mingtong just entered the room, and was almost taken aback by his tightly wrapped face with only a pair of eyes exposed. He took it from Lu Jiutian's hand. Going too far, lit the extinguished candles in the room: "Yin Shuge...has always acted like this?"

The man in black said: "The spy of Yinshu Pavilion is extremely concealed. This is a consistent rule. Please forgive me, young master."

His voice was hoarse and unpleasant, Lu Mingtong couldn't tell if he said it deliberately, so he nodded and said, "It's okay, just tell me."

The man looked up at Lu Jiutian behind him.Lu Jiutian said: "Master, call me if you need something." He turned around and left.

There was no one else in the room, so the man in black took out a letter from his arms, and handed it to Lu Mingtong with both hands: "Pavilion master ordered, please young master to open it alone."

Lu Mingtong opened the letter, but his expression became serious.After a long while, he said: "I see, you go back and tell the Pavilion Master, if this is the case, the wine will continue to investigate, don't startle the snake."

"Yes." The man in black nodded, turned around and jumped out of the window.

"..." If you don't leave the good door, you have to play the trick of flying over the eaves and walls.

He called Lu Jiutian in: "Jiutian, where is Feng Jiaozhu now?"

Lu Jiutian said: "Master Feng has never left the room."

Lu Mingtong asked again: "According to our pace, how long will it take to reach the martial arts conference?"

"It will arrive in less than ten days."

Lu Mingtong secretly counted the days, recalled the informant just now, nodded and said: "It's okay, you can go back to your room and rest."

Early the next morning, Lu Mingtong bought a bunch of new storybooks and got into the carriage as if nothing had happened. Lu Douya sat beside him and served him tea and water, as if he was on a pleasant trip.

Feng Ji didn't go to tease him today, he followed the car slowly while holding the horse rope.

Feng Xiao approached silently: "Master, yesterday Lu Mingtong spent all the servants' time to burn incense and entered a room. Lu Jiutian was guarding the door. I suspect that Yinshuge found something. But looking at him like this, he doesn't intend to confess to the leader, we..."

"Sometimes it may not be because you don't want to confess, but because you have calculated something." Feng Ji lowered his eyes and said, "You do the math, how long is it until the martial arts conference is held?"

"There is still a month to go..." Feng Ji had an epiphany: "The leader means that Lu Mingtong is deliberately hiding it from us, and wants to arrive at the martial arts conference before speaking?"

"Before the martial arts conference starts, no one can say for sure what will happen. And he needs to be careful to avoid any accidents. First let us send him to the martial arts league smoothly, and then he will tell Xiao Lang whereabouts. We rush to When rescuing Xiao Lang, he can get familiar with everyone in the martial arts league without us being a hot potato, and if the time is right, Xiao Lang can also come back to participate in the martial arts conference at the last minute."

"What a series of tricks." Feng Xiao said: "But he never thought about it, what if the plan to save Xiao Lang is delayed, the leader will turn his anger on him, and have a fight with him?"

"What you can think of, he can think of too." Feng Ji raised his head, his voice unconsciously revealed joy: "So, what Yinshuge brought yesterday should be regarded as good news, at least, Xiao Lang's life is safe .”

"That's good." Feng Xiao said happily: "Then the leader can feel at ease."

Feng Ji clenched the rein in his hand: "But, as long as I don't see anyone again, I won't let it go. What's more, he doesn't trust me enough now. If he changes his mind in the end, he is afraid that I will harm Xiao Lang and change hands." Give the information to the gang of Wulin League, if the people with evil intentions in the League know about it, I'm afraid it will cause trouble."

"Leaving him go on like this is not enough. We have to speed up and send him to the Martial Arts League, and then find a way to let him rest assured to hand over Xiao Lang's whereabouts to me." Feng Ji squinted at the carriage that was moving forward while shaking its roof, and then Thinking of the pile of storybooks that Lu Mingtong brought into the car, he came up with a plan and said with a smile, "I have a good idea."