Rivers and Lakes Records

"Huai'an originally wanted to write a letter of thanks, but considering that there are many people in the Famous Sword Conference, he doesn't want to get involved in right and wrong, so he asked me to tell you that as long as Mr. Lu has time, the gate of Bailing Valley will be open for you at any time."

Lu Ming thought in his heart, there are still so many unsolved mysteries in the Famous Sword Conference, he might not be able to leave for a while.

Feng Ji sat at the side, sipping tea and listening to the two of them chatting comfortably. Lu Mingtong's eyes always drifted there intentionally or unintentionally. out of sight.

As soon as he moved, Lu Mingtong felt embarrassed. Although he really wanted to ask Qing Fengji if he had done anything outrageous last night, but there was Duan Heng in the front, and distracting thoughts in his heart in the back. exported.

After the two left, he hurriedly called to Lu Douya who was tidying up the house: "Douya, come quickly!"

Lu Douya ran forward: "What's the matter, master?"

Lu Mingtong's face was serious as if something important had happened: "Retell me the scene when I came back yesterday. Don't miss any details."

"Yes, Master." Lu Douya thought for a while, and said, "That's right. Yesterday, the Young Master told me that he was going to find Master Yang, so I went back to report to Feng Jiaozhu. But until Xu Shi, Douya still didn't see the Young Master back. Feng Jiaozhu came to look for it again, saying that it was time to rejuvenate the pulse. Douya was a little worried that the young master was in trouble, and ran to Master Yang, only to find out that the young master did not look for him. Later I found out that Mr. Yang and the others also It's gone, I thought you might have gone out together, but it's too dangerous for the young master to go alone, so Dou Sprout asked Feng Jiaozhu to help find someone."

Lu Mingtong said: "Then did you go out together last night?"

Lu Douya blushed and said: "No, young master, Master Feng and Mr. Pei Lian went out together, and the two of them have developed their lightness skills so fast that I can't even catch up with their shadows."

Lu Mingtong: "..."

"Afterwards, the leader came back with the young master in his arms." Lu Douya recalled Lu Mingtong's alcohol-smelling appearance last night. He had never seen him like this before, so he asked with concern: "The young master met something that didn't go his way last night. What's the matter, why did you drink so much?"

Lu Mingtong shook his head: "It's okay, I just had a good chat with Mr. Yang and the others, so I drank a few more glasses."

"That's good." Lu Douya was worried. The young master had somehow lost his smile in the past two days, and he always looked worried. It would be a good thing if he could make friends with Mr. Yang.

In Feng Ji's room, Duan Heng put down the needle bag, turned around casually and said: "Just now in Mr. Lu's room, I see that the atmosphere between you two seems not right, are you having a conflict?"

Conflict?Feng Ji subconsciously wanted to deny it, but the next moment he thought of Lu Mingtong's endless complaint last night, he smiled helplessly: "It's not really...some misunderstandings haven't been solved yet."

"Is there any misunderstanding?" Duan Heng said: "What he taboos most now is depression in his heart. Since he likes her, he might as well give in a few steps."

Feng Ji raised his eyebrows: "Looks like Brother Duan is in a duck's water now, unexpectedly there is Yajia to explain it to us."

Duan Heng coughed: "Mr. Lu also helped me a lot in the matter between me and Huai'an. I was just worried that there would be a gap between the two of you due to unnecessary reasons."

Feng Ji smiled and said: "Brother Duan can be relieved about this, I have already made up my mind."

Duan Heng nodded and stopped talking.Since everyone already knows it well, there is no need to say more.

Feng Ji sighed with a half-smile, only a fool is still in the dark about what the whole world knows.

Lu Mingtong knocked on Shi Jingtian's door with the wristband that Yang Feng helped to choose. Shi Jingtian was reading a book in the room. When he saw him coming, he nodded slightly and looked at the wooden box in his hand: "This is it?"

"Be careful." Lu Mingtong opened the box: "Brother Shi, try it."

Seeing the contents in the box, Shi Jingtian said in surprise: "How can I receive Ming Tong's gift again and again, Ming Tong quickly take it back!"

Lu Mingtong turned a deaf ear, and took out the wristband from the box: "It's up to me whether I want to give gifts or not. I like Brother Shi, and I regard Brother Shi as my bosom friend, so I am willing to spend my time for Brother Shi .” After finishing speaking, she couldn’t help but put it on for him: “Quickly see if it fits!”

Shi Jingtian couldn't handle him, and he was afraid that he would accidentally hurt him when he refused, so Lu Mingtong moved closer, carefully buttoned the hidden button, stretched out his hand and rubbed it: "Is it not tight?"

"It doesn't matter." Shi Jingtian said: "Ming Tong, I'm used to wrapping it in coarse cloth, I really can't bear this gift, Ming Tong should take it back as soon as possible, maybe the store..."

"I can't take it back." Lu Mingtong sat down and began to play tricks: "The things made by the Yang family will not be returned or exchanged unless there is something wrong with them. I think this wristband fits well with Brother Shi's wrist. I think it should be There is no problem. Since there is no problem, there is no reason to return it. If Brother Shi doesn't like it, just throw it away."

Shi Jingtian sighed and said, "Okay, since that's the case, I'll give Ming Tong the money for the wristband."

"No!" Lu Mingtong's voice was raised, and he threw out a sentence loudly: "Give me money and look down on me!"

Shi Jingtian was taken aback for a moment, Lu Mingtong immediately understood that this sentence was useless to him, and changed his tone, saying softly: "Brother Shi, why bother with me, isn't my mother still living in the boxing gym? There are still nine days left, They always have to spend money for food, housing, and transportation, right? Brother Shi is no longer willing to accept money from me. If he also refuses to accept this gift, then I will write a letter now and ask my mother to move out. We cannot take advantage of you. "

He put down the threat, but didn't take any action, all because of Shi Jingtian's temper.Sure enough, Shi Jingtian sighed again, and surrendered: "Between Mingtong and me, why bother to pay attention to these things. Well, I will accept this wristband, thank you Mingtong. Don't disturb my aunt."

"I'm talking nonsense, just to provoke you." Lu Mingtong laughed without hesitation and said, "My mother, I feel sorry for it before it's too late, how can it be possible to let her toss and toss."

Shi Jingtian also smiled helplessly, Lu Mingtong had had enough fun, and asked: "After two days, the competition for famous swords will start, why doesn't Brother Shi go and have a look, instead lock himself in the room all day long?"

Shi Jingtian thought for a while, and felt that there was no need to hide it from Lu Mingtong: "Just as I was about to go out, the leader sent someone to send a secret letter, so I delayed for a while."

Hearing this name from his mouth suddenly, Lu Mingtong froze uncontrollably.

Originally, he admired, admired, and was curious about Xiao Lang, but now...

Lu Mingtong's smile became a bit bitter, and he wisely didn't ask what happened in the alliance, but said: "Leader Xiao...how is he?"

"Very good." Shi Jingtian said: "Recently, the alliance is busy with affairs, and the leader has no time to leave, so he sent me to attend the meeting on his behalf."

"Ah..." Lu Mingtong's eyes drifted left and right, and finally said: "I don't know the leader...how is the progress between him and Miss Song?"

"Miss Song?" Shi Jingtian asked in a daze, "Which Miss Song?"

Lu Mingtong's voice became lower: "It's Miss Song Shuyan, isn't she the leader?"

Shi Jingtian frowned and thought for a while, and finally said: "I think Ming Tong must have misunderstood, and nothing happened between Miss Song and the leader."

Seeing Lu Mingtong's dumbfounded expression, he expressed his deep understanding: "I understand, there were indeed a lot of gossip about the two of them in the Jianghu before, and I think Mingtong misunderstood because of those words. But the leader has already explained, Everyone now knows there is nothing wrong between them."

Lu Mingtong asked in a daze, "When did he say that?"

"Just before I came."

It turned out that Xiao Lang had already explained the entanglement between him and Song Shuyan, Lu Mingtong said angrily, when Feng Ji knew about it, he couldn't help but be so happy.The biggest rival in love has been eliminated by Xiao Lang himself, the next step is for the two of them to join hands and announce it to the world, right?

But how much Feng Ji paid attention to Xiao Lang, he must also know about this matter, why didn't he strike while the iron is hot and go to the Wulin League to get a chance first, instead he came to this famous sword conference to join in the fun?He didn't want to go up and snatch the sword!

Or, in fact, these two people have already declared their loyalty to each other and established mutual trust, so there is no need to rush this moment?

Various thoughts were flying in Lu Mingtong's mind, Shi Jingtian looked at him inexplicably, changing his expression rapidly, and finally slapped the table angrily: "Brother Shi, I suddenly remembered that I have something important to do, I'm going back first !"

Lu Mingtong rushed all the way back to his residence, pulled Lu Douya's collar, and said with a look of urgency, "Douya, go and do something for me!"

The movements of Lu Douya's hands were frightened and stopped for a moment: "Young Master, don't worry, you order."

Lu Mingtong said: "Do you still remember the book I asked Lu Family Bookstore to sell?"

"The young master said..."

Lu Mingtong gritted his teeth: "That's the book, the handsome lord in red!"

Lu Douya's teeth chattered: "Remember..."

"How is that book selling now? Is it popular with the public? Go and check it out for me!"

Lu Douya was so frightened by his distorted face that his legs were like sieves: "Yes... I'll go right away!"

Not far from Yang's house was a book store owned by the Lu family. Lu Douya hailed a carriage and galloped all the way to the book store. Wiping off his sweat, he asked the boss about the situation of the book. Cannibalism, which shows how important this matter is, he has to handle it well without making any mistakes.

Not long after, Lu Douya came back with the answer, opened the door and was about to speak, but saw one of the protagonists in the script sitting behind the young master, closing his eyes and teaching him the exercises.

The words came to his lips and swallowed back, Lu Douya hunched his shoulders and slipped away silently, Lu Mingtong signaled with his eyes - wait for Feng Ji to leave.

After passing on the exercises, Lu Mingtong showed a drowsy look, Feng Ji frowned, didn't think about it, just thought it was because he didn't have a good rest, and went out after a few simple explanations.

As soon as he went out, Lu Mingtong immediately rushed out to close the door and window, turned around and stared at Lu Douya with green eyes: "How is it!"

Lu Douya spoke quickly: "Young master, the young master's vision is really vicious. The scholar wrote according to the advice provided by the young master, and added some elements of ghosts and monsters into it, so as to express the love and hatred between Leader Xiao and Leader Feng. The interpretation is incisive and vivid, and the script has been widely spread in the Jianghu. Everyone knows that the protagonist is very similar to the two of them. If they can also create a touching myth like the one in the book, it will be wonderful. Now Some people have spontaneously organized a book club to bless the two of them, and they are not far from achieving the true fruit of cultivation! Congratulations, young master!"

Congratulations!Lu Mingtong almost spit out a mouthful of blood, he was about to fall over as soon as he rolled his eyes, Lu Douya quickly pulled him back: "Master! What's wrong with you, Master!"

Lu Mingtong supported the table, his chest heaved violently, and his heart seemed to be on fire. He kept scolding himself as a fool, why did he send someone to write a storybook to promote their relationship when they were full and free?Well now, the whole rivers and lakes began to bless!

Feeling depressed for a long time, Lu Mingtong finally regained some strength, raised his head and asked Lu Douya quietly: "Douya, do you think they are a good match?"

Lu Douya really couldn't figure out what happened to the young master recently, he thought for a while, and then carefully said according to his inner will: "I think...it's a good match."

Lu Mingtong didn't catch his breath, and heard him continue to analyze: "At first, Douya thought that no one could be worthy of someone as unparalleled as Xiao Daxia. What's more, Feng Jiaozhu threatened the young master before. He really couldn't be more angry. But after a long time of contact, he discovered that Feng Jiaozhu treats his friends sincerely and considerately, and the young master's illness has always been taken care of by him." He paused for a while, and finally showed a look of resignation. : "So, thinking about it now, if he really likes Xiao Daxia, I'd better bless them!"

After Lu Mingtong listened, he stared at him blankly for a long time, so long that Lu Douya began to feel uncomfortable: "Master?"

"Well said...that's really well said." Lu Ming smiled childishly, stretched out his hand to pinch his ears, and the unhappiness in his heart finally broke out: "But I just don't agree!"

Lu Douya was stunned for a moment, he hadn't digested the meaning of this sentence, and saw that his master seemed to have been bullied by someone, his eyes turned red in an instant, he was at a loss, what did he say that made the young master unhappy?

Lu Mingtong wiped the tears from his eyes, pointed to the door and said, "You find a way to inform the scholar that you don't need to write this book from today onwards, and those that are sold, and those who can find the buyer, will give me a lot of money." Take it back and burn it, you can't keep a single copy!"

Lu Douya went out with an expression as if the sky had fallen. Lu Mingtong was very depressed. He sat alone in the room for a while, and someone shouted outside the window: "Fengyun Shi!"

Lu Mingtong quickly took a picture in front of the bronze mirror to make sure that there were no traces left on his face, and then he pushed the door out. Yang Feng and a petite woman were standing outside the door, smiling at him, "Fengyun envoy, big brother Let me ask you, there are fireworks outside today, do you want to go together?"

Lu Mingtong took a closer look, and saw that the girl beside him was holding a sword with a wooden scabbard in her hand. He immediately realized that this was the twelve junior sisters that Yang Tong was talking about. Go out, why do you join in the fun?

He smiled weakly: "Thank you for your kindness, it's just that I'm not feeling well today, so it's better to rest alone in the room for a while."

"Not feeling well?" Yang Feng asked anxiously after hearing the words: "Have you ever seen a doctor, do you want me to go..."

"No need." Lu Mingtong glanced at the person beside him, and squeezed out a narrow smile at him: "I'll sleep for a while and I'll be fine, Second Young Master is having fun."

When Yang Feng received his gaze, his face blushed uncontrollably, he stopped being polite to him, scratched his head and said, "Well, Envoy Fengyun has a good rest, there are many guards of the Yang family outside, Envoy Fengyun needs help." Just call them."

Lu Mingtong nodded, looked at the back of them leaving, and sighed.

Yang Feng was able to make an appointment with his twelfth junior sister as he wished, so Yang Tong must have Pei Lian as his companion.

Now it seems that this lonely person is only himself.

Lu Mingtong was sad for a long time before he resentfully prepared to go back to his room, but someone behind him called him: "Mingtong."

Lu Mingtong paused, and reluctantly turned his head: "...Brother Feng."

In the cold wind, Feng Ji's figure was still tall and straight, he took two steps forward: "I heard that there will be fireworks on Yanqi Street today, don't you like the excitement the most, do you want to go and see it?"

Just as Lu Mingtong was about to refuse, he really didn't know how to face Feng Ji now, but after thinking about it, since he had made up his mind, why not cherish the remaining time alone?Perhaps after the Famous Sword Conference is over, the person in front of him will return to Xiao Lang's side again.

Lu Mingtong's eyes were a little sore, he said, "Okay."

The two walked side by side, all the way to the front of Yanqi Street, maybe because of the cold weather, maybe because Lu Mingtong was a little depressed.Feng Ji didn't take him on the road with lightness kung fu like before, the two of them just walked slowly, speechless all the way.

The street in front of him was bustling with traffic, although Feng Ji didn't make a sound, he was still worried about Lu Mingtong's safety, with one hand silently placed behind his back, protecting him from being scattered by the endless stream of people.

Lu Mingtong lowered his head, and from time to time, because he wanted to avoid the people around him, he would get close to Feng Ji slightly. He felt sore, but at the same time, he couldn't restrain himself from wanting to get into his arms like before.

Feng Ji led him for a while, and after seeing another child slam into Lu Mingtong's leg head-on, he sighed slightly: "There are too many people here, let me take Mingtong to a quiet place. "

Lu Mingtong didn't really care about the fireworks, so he nodded when he heard the words, he felt a tightness around his waist, and Feng Ji took him up to the roof, easily crossed several eaves, and stopped on the highest moon-watching tower in the south of the Yangtze River.

There was silence around him, but there was a crowd of people under his feet, and the lights were dim.Feng Ji led Lu Mingtong to sit on the ground, Lu Mingtong looked at the scene of people below him, and hugged his legs tightly.

Feng Ji was quiet for a moment, then said: "Ming Tong, do you still remember when was the last time you saw such a grand lantern scene?"

Lu Mingtong narrowed his eyes and thought about it seriously, and said: "If I remember correctly, it should be the lantern festival we met in that unnamed town not long ago when we first met."

Everything with Feng Ji is vivid in his memory, and the past comes to mind, Lu Mingtong has a tendency to turn over old scores: "I still remember, I happily made you a lantern at that time, but you pierced through my Flaws, pointed at me with a sword and wanted to kill me."

Feng Ji smiled and said: "It's my fault, how does Mingtong want me to make amends?"

It's good with your body, Lu Mingtong said silently in his heart.

"I'll punish you, buy me ten packs of pea yellow."

"Okay." Feng Ji nodded and said, "You wait here for a while."

Lu Mingtong was taken aback, he didn't expect that he would really go down to buy it, and quickly said: "No need, I'm just kidding you!"

However, Feng Ji's figure had disappeared into the crowd, and Lu Mingtong was sitting alone on the roof, knocking on his forehead: How stupid, what are you talking about buying pea yellow!Now no one is there!

He waited boredly on the roof for a while, then simply hugged his feet and looked down, trying to find Yang Tong and the others from the crowd.

At this time Feng Ji came back, reached out to hold his shoulder to protect him: "Be careful, don't fall."

Lu Mingtong turned around and saw that he was holding a bunch of candied haws in his hand: "The pea yellow is gone, so I can only use this to make amends. I'll buy it for you next time I see it."

Feeling aggrieved, Lu Ming stretched out his hand to take the candied haws, and gnawed on it silently.Feng Ji was on the side, seeing that the corners of his mouth were also dyed bright red, grinning from the soreness of the hawthorn.

"Mingtong seems to have something on his mind recently."

Lu Mingtong paused, not daring to turn his head to look at him: "No."

Feng Ji said: "But I see that Mingtong has always had a bitter face recently, and his smile is also less."

Lu Mingtong looked down at the candied haws in his hand, he had already licked up the candy on the outside, and the sour hawthorn was left, which made him feel as good as the hawthorn.

"I just... can't figure out some things."

Feng Ji looked at him: "I said before, Ming Tong can tell me anything."

Lu Mingtong said: "But you can't solve it for me for the rest of my life, I always have to learn to bear it by myself. Brother Feng..." He finally raised his head, facing the bleak wind that filled his eyes, he held back his trembling and said: "The Famous Sword Conference After it's over, will you go to find Leader Xiao?"

Feng Ji looked at him deeply, Lu Mingtong couldn't see his expression, he could only guess his current emotion through those deep eyes.He had seen the face under Feng Ji's mask before, it was ordinary, and he couldn't find it when he was thrown into the sea of ​​people, but his eyes were especially beautiful. Every time Lu Mingtong looked at it, he felt that there was actually an endless storm in it, blowing himself The whole person was sucked in.

"That's all." Before he could wait for the other party's answer, he had already discarded his helmet and armor, looked away and said, "I think I know the answer, I wish you all can achieve positive results as soon as possible, and don't forget me in the future, come to Lu's house when you have time The villa is looking for me..."

"Lu Mingtong." Feng Ji interrupted him.

Lu Mingtong was taken aback, Feng Ji hadn't called him by his first name for a long time, let alone in such an indifferent tone.

"There is one thing, I thought everyone knew it by heart, so I chose not to explain it." Feng Ji took a deep breath: "Looking at it now, I was extremely stupid in my mistakes."

Lu Mingtong glanced at him in confusion, Feng Ji took two steps closer: "If my guess is correct, your recent anomalies are all caused by me, right?"

Lu Mingtong's heart trembled, did he know?

The people in front of him pressed on with every step, and Lu Mingtong was hanging in the air behind him. If he fell from here, he would be crushed to pieces.

Feng Ji narrowed his eyes dangerously, reached out his hand to stop him from retreating, and sighed: "Fool."

Immediately afterwards, Lu Mingtong's eyes darkened, a familiar smell approached, and a pair of warm lips gently embraced him.

The candied haws in his hand fell off, and he rolled happily all the way into the brightly lit long street.