Rivers and Lakes Records

When Pei Lian woke up, the sky was dark.

He was lying alone in the darkness, the candlelight at the corner of the table was not enough to illuminate his corner, and he was quite lonely.

There were pains all over his body, he gritted his teeth and tried to get up, but he could only sigh in vain.

This inaudible sound startled the people in the darkness. Yang Feng rubbed his eyes and hurried to the bedside: "Brother Pei, are you awake?"

Pei Lian opened half of his eyes with difficulty: "Where am I?"

"You are in your own room." Yang Feng said, he poured a glass of water, stretched out his hand to check, it was cold, so he fell down and planned to fall down again, Pei Lian stopped him in a low voice.

"Brother Pei, how do you feel now? Is there something uncomfortable? I'll call a doctor for you."

Pei Lian's eyes were deeply reflected on the roof, and he seemed to have spent some time thinking about what happened before he passed out.

Yang Feng guarded him carefully for a long time before he heard him ask: "Where is Xiaotong?"

Yang Feng's gaze fell: "Brother, he was imprisoned by his father. His father told him to punish him for copying the house rules, and he was not allowed to go out for ten days."

Pei Lian hummed, and stopped talking.

Yang Feng looked at him, feeling very sad suddenly, he took the initiative to say: "Brother Pei, I think the fire in my father's heart has been dissipated by half, in the future you..."

Pei Lian said: "Xiao Feng."

Yang Feng was taken aback: "Ah."

"Did you know about Xiaotong stealing the sword?"

Yang Feng opened his mouth, and hurriedly explained: "I...I know, but, but brother, he definitely didn't steal the sword because of what brother Pei thought, brother, he..."

Hearing his panicked tone, Pei Lian closed her eyes, her Adam's apple rolled up and down, and said, "I know."

Yang Feng looked at him in surprise, he knew?

The atmosphere in the room was suddenly silent, and after a while, Pei Lian said: "Xiaofeng, I want to be alone for a while now, can you go and have a rest?"

With so much going on overnight, perhaps it would be best to leave him alone to think for a while now.Yang Feng thought for a while and said, "Okay, but you are injured, so I can't go too far. I'll sleep next to you. If you need me, just knock on the wall and I'll hear you."

He opened the door to go out, stopped at the door, turned around and said, "Brother Pei, he has a lot of difficulties, I think, even if he deliberately hides some things from you, he will never hurt your heart. Take care of your wounds, For other matters, you can discuss later..."

As soon as it was dawn, Lu Mingtong opened his eyes.

Last night when he returned to his room, he told Feng Ji what he had just experienced, and Feng Ji sighed deeply: "Tell me, how many people are involved in this game of chess?"

Lu Mingtong fell into deep thought, Feng Ji supported his head with one hand, and looked at him encouragingly.

"In my opinion, it should be like this." Lu Mingtong deliberated: "What Yang Tong said is half true and half false. It is true that he stole the sword, but it was not because he was jealous of Pei Lian and coveted the position of the head of the Yang family."

"Master Yang's attitude towards him is obvious to all. Yang Tong also understands in his heart that Master Yang has already brought the position of Patriarch to him with both hands, and he just waits for him to reach out to take it."

He paused, and said: "Pei Lian is indeed a malleable talent. He is talented and intelligent, and his swordsmanship is superb. In comparison, Yang Tong seems a bit mediocre. There are many rumors about the gap between the two in the martial arts. I became dissatisfied, and paid more and more attention to cultivating Yang Tong. But excellence is excellence, and there is always an insurmountable gap between Pei Lian and the Yang family. He is not of the Yang family's blood, so no matter how optimistic the people in the world are about him, they only think that he can become Yang Tong. A leader in the family, I never thought that he could be the head of the family."

"But Yang Tong obviously moved his mind." Lu Mingtong shrank his pupils and lowered his voice: "Knowing that I have a chance to win, but wanting to transfer the important things of inheriting the patriarch, other than not wanting to inherit, I really want to There is no second reason."

Speaking of this, he got stuck again, he couldn't confirm why Yang Tong chose to give up his own position.Is it because Pei Lian's true power is higher, or is it because of the personal relationship between the two...

No, after getting along these days, he also understands in his heart that Yang Tong is definitely not a person who will be blinded by love.

Lu Mingtong tightened his hand on the table: "But most people would never understand what he did. To be honest, although I speculate on this aspect, I can't tell whether he is right or wrong... ..."

Feng Ji stretched out his hand to wrap his fist, and said: "No one can say right or wrong about this matter."

Lu Mingtong was startled, turned his head to look at him, Feng Ji said: "Not to mention us outsiders, even Yang Tong himself may not be able to tell whether what he did is right or not, but he must have followed his inner desire Choose, in this way, the result may be..."

Before he finished speaking, his face suddenly changed: "Mingtong?"

Lu Mingtong covered his head, the long-lost pain began to invade his brain again, he waved away the tea utensil on the table, bowed his waist in pain, Feng Ji quickly restrained his hand to prevent him from hurting himself: "Are you starting again?" Got a headache?"

Lu Mingtong's face turned pale in an instant, he was so painful that he couldn't even speak, he nodded, he didn't know how to relieve the sharp pain in his brain, and in desperation, he even wanted to hit his head on the table.

Feng Ji stopped him with sharp eyes and hands, and locked him firmly with both hands, touched his sleeping point, and knocked on Duan Heng's door with the chaotic man in his arms.

When Duan Heng saw him come in with someone in his arms, he was startled, got up and quickly made way for him: "What's going on?"

Feng Ji briefly recounted the situation: "It started without any warning signs, and it seems to hurt more than last time."

Duan Heng frowned to feel Lu Mingtong's pulse, and asked Feng Ji to help him lay the man down and administer the needles, before pondering for a long time: "Think about it carefully, when you said something to him, he started to have a headache? "

Feng Ji recalled it for a while, and said that sentence again, Duan Heng said: "Maybe some of these words stimulated him, let's talk about it when he wakes up."

Fearing that something would happen to him again in the middle of the night, the two decided to keep him in the room after discussion, and wait until he woke up the next day before asking.

The two of them guarded him all night, so when Lu Mingtong opened his eyes, he saw someone lying beside the bed.

Feng Ji was in a shallow sleep, Lu Mingtong only moved his body, he was keenly aware of it, opened his eyes, and smiled at him.

Lu Mingtong also smiled, before opening his mouth, another person came out from behind Feng Ji: "Are you awake?"

He held back what he wanted to say abruptly, and Lu Mingtong opened his mouth: "Brother Duan."

The next moment, he turned his head and looked around suspiciously. This was not his room: "Where am I?"

"You are in my room." Duan Heng said: "You suddenly had a headache last night, Feng Ji brought you here for treatment. Do you feel better now?"

Only then did Lu Mingtong remember the inexplicable pain last night, he covered his head and let out a ouch, and worry immediately appeared in Feng Ji's eyes.

He helped the person to sit up: "Don't worry, think slowly."

Lu Mingtong said: "I seem to have had a lot of dreams last night, but I don't remember them clearly."

"Don't you remember anything?" Duan Heng asked: "It's just a word, or a fragment. If you can successfully follow this clue, it may speed up your memory awakening."

Lu Mingtong began to think hard: "Well... I seem to have seen my father. He said something to me, but I couldn't remember that sentence. Later, I went to a place where there were many, many The door, I turned the door, saw a person, took something from him..."

Going down, I can't remember anything.

Feng Ji and Duan Heng looked at each other: "Where are there many doors?"

Duan Heng asked: "There are too many. Nowadays, if the house is bigger, there must be a few more doors in the house. Mingtong, can you recall the characteristics of the door?"

Lu Mingtong thought for a while, and added: "That door should not be in an ordinary house, there is no light around, as if the sun is out of sight, I pass through one stone door after another..."

He paused suddenly, and in an instant, a memory flashed before his eyes.

"I remembered." Lu Mingtong pulled Feng Ji back, with surprise on his face: "We've all seen that Shimen before!"

Feng Ji was taken aback for a moment, then turned his gaze back to his face.

"It's the Yinshu Pavilion!" Lu Mingtong said, "The stone gates one after another are hidden underground, so it's the Yinshu Pavilion!"

"So..." Feng Ji said, "The person who met you was a bat?"

"It should be." Finally finding a clue, Lu Mingtong was overjoyed: "But I can't remember what he gave me. Oh, I'll ask Dou Sprout to go for me and ask what happened at that time."

Feng Ji looked at his excited face, and stopped him dumbfoundingly: "Wait a minute."

Lu Mingtong looked at him suspiciously, Feng Ji said: "You seem to have forgotten that today is the last battle for famous swords."

Lu Mingtong lowered his head, feeling a little sad for these two people.Yang Tong is the one who most wants to see Pei Lian get the Devil May Cry with his own hands, but now one of the two is injured and bedridden, and the other is locked in the room. Even seeing each other is an extravagant hope, let alone a competition.

Not knowing how Master Yang will explain Pei Lian's injury to the outside world, Feng Ji glanced at him and said in a low voice, "Let's go and see for him."

Lu Mingtong nodded, and the group simply padded their stomachs and headed to the ring.

In the haze of misty rain, Lu Mingtong and Feng Ji shared an umbrella, seeing that the man in black had already arrived at the ring, the audience all looked forward to it, waiting for another candidate to take the stage.

Lu Mingtong walked down the stage, glanced at the man in black inadvertently, and then moved away gently.

The audience has already started to worry: "How long has it been, why hasn't Pei Lian come out yet?"

"The game time is almost over, what's going on?"

"I do not know……"

The sky and the earth were connected by fine rain. Lu Mingtong looked back and saw a person rushing out of the rain without even holding an umbrella. When he got close, he started to shout: "Hero Pei Lian, I can't compete for some reason, Devil May Cry!" The ultimate owner is Lin Fan chivalrous man!"

Lu Mingtong saw the person clearly, it was Yang Feng, he quickly opened another empty umbrella, Yang Feng glanced at him gratefully, and then shouted to the people on the stage: "Chief Lin Fan, Brother Pei is not here because of this." Therefore, you cannot participate, and Devil May Cry belongs to you!"

The man in black frowned, his figure was as agile as a sharp arrow, and he jumped from the stage to his eyes: "Why?"

Yang Feng wiped his eyes, not sure if it was hurt by the rain, and it was red all over: "Brother Pei has a serious illness, and he can't use martial arts for a few days. Congratulations to Hero Lin."

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, a maid came to ask Lin Fan to get the sword with an umbrella, the people around saw that there was no excitement to see, even the weather was so bad, they complained and then dispersed.

The man in black thought for a while, then turned around and promised: "Please convey this on your behalf. This sword is only for my use temporarily. It is not my wish to win. I will definitely come back to ask him for advice in the future."

Yang Feng nodded, seeing him turn and leave with the crowd, he wiped the corners of his eyes with his sleeve.

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Well, I suddenly discovered that the end of the last chapter was also crying... Each of the two brothers contracted a tear output.