The flower is a tulip [Chu Liuxiang]

Shen Lang had lived on the island for less than three months before he welcomed a guest he least wanted to see.

The young man who was more handsome than him was full of spring breeze, and a white jade bamboo fan was twisted in his hand, as if he was thinking about some small thoughts.

Shen Lang sighed helplessly.

"Prince Wang, did you keep an eye on me when I went out to sea?"

"Where is!"

Young Master Thousand Faces, who was once the most romantic in Luoyang City, smiled relaxedly and kindly at the moment, as if he had never had any quarrel with Shen Lang.

"Wang can't compare to Mr. Shen. He can do whatever he wants, and he can do whatever he wants. This is because he came home and finished his mundane affairs, so he had to leave to visit an old friend."

go home? ...

Shen Lang chewed these two words silently, and finally did not ask.

After all, there is nothing left of Wang Lianhua's "home"...

"Hehe!" Wang Lianhua laughed out loud looking at his expression, "Brother Shen's soft-heartedness seems to have never changed."

Is this a reminder to myself?Shen Lang was silent, but he was really careful.

"I don't have anyone else when I go home, but I just followed the example of Cao Mengde and distributed incense and sold shoes, and sent those people away." Wang Lianhua spoke frankly, shaking her folding fan, and said, "I have written a book of all I have learned in my life. I have entrusted someone to entrust it, and I hope it can be passed down one or two."

Shen Lang's eyebrows twitched, a little surprised and a little curious.

"You can entrust the person you have learned, if it is not amazing, talented and unparalleled in the world, I don't believe it!"

Wang Lianhua smiled and shook her head, for a moment, her expression seemed a little lonely.

"Let's see! The ones that are thick are easy to break, and the ones that are bright are easy to be dirty..."

Who is the successor to find, but still did not say.

"However..." Wang Lianhua's two beautiful eyebrows raised, and Shen Lang's heart thumped. As expected, he smiled and said, "I regret it again. Now that Brother Shen is here, you and I haven't compared each other yet. How can you count on the next generation if you come out high or low?"

Shen Lang sighed.

"I told you that nothing good will happen if you come!"

Wang Lianhua's face was stern: "I miss my old friend, and I heard that you are newly married, so you will always come to congratulate me. The two elders of your family have left me to hang around for a few more days, how can you treat me so slowly!"

The folding fan was shaking slightly, with a smile on the corner of his lips, such a coquettish and unrestrained attitude, Shen Lang was vaguely familiar with it.

Then I started to have a headache: Uncle Chu didn't stay here on purpose, did he?

·

Zhu Qiqi had only been married for three months, so she lost the joy of thrushes in the boudoir, and watched her husband fight with that uninvited guest who had a "marriage contract" with her every day.

Really "beat".The two of them changed their sets of kung fu every day, and the moves they had used were not allowed to be used again. They even fought for more than half a month without winning or losing.

Zhu Qiqi knew he couldn't stop it, so he turned to Shen Lang's two uncles for advice.

Uncle Hua was about to speak when Uncle Chu pressed him on the shoulder and said "hey".

Zhu Qiqi was stunned for a while, but didn't get any reply.It wasn't until I got back to my room that I realized something.

Uncle Chu is taking this opportunity to see Shen Lang's joke!

It's so treacherous, no wonder you can't get a wife!

Zhu Qiqi thought bitterly to himself, but he didn't know if he was referring to Wang Lianhua or Chu Liuxiang.

·

"It's not a way to compare day by day."

Wang Lianhua glanced at Shen Lang: "I think you are anxious to accompany your wife, impatient to socialize with me?"

Shen Lang smiled wryly: "I dare not! If you have neglected Young Master Wang, can you have me? I thought of another way, so that I can really compare you and me."

Wang Lianhua raised her eyebrows, and it was considered a question.

"One move decides the outcome."

Wang Lianhua immediately changed her look of contempt.

"You are talking nonsense! If you and I can decide the outcome with one move, why do we need to fight for so many years?"

Shen Lang calmed down and explained with a smile: "It's not you and me, it's you and me who each find someone and teach him a trick..."

Before she finished speaking, Wang Lianhua's eyes lit up.

"The person I'm looking for should be a young man who doesn't know any martial arts, and hasn't even heard of people in the world?"

"good."

"Each person only passes on one move, does not use internal strength, and wins purely with moves?"

"It's natural."

"As for the moves that are passed on, of course you and I will not reveal them to the other party, but we have to rely on our understanding of the other party to speculate on the kung fu that the other party may teach, and come up with a way to crack it..."

"If you can really guess it, then you are sure to win."

"It's interesting...so interesting..."

Wang Lianhua tossed the word "interesting" several times in her mouth, jumped up suddenly, and grabbed Shen Lang's arm smoothly.

"Go, go, go! Within a hundred days, you and I will decide with one move!"

·

"I..." Wang Lianhua held back for a long time, but still had to admit, "I lost."

Shen Lang smiled: "But I didn't expect that you really only taught one move. This sword technique alone is enough to shock the ancients!"

Wang Lianhua thought for a while, then calmed down, and gradually showed some pride: "I thought about it a long time ago, dealing with you should not be too complicated." After thinking about it again, she still had to sigh, "Who knows You are still ahead of the game!"

Shen Lang shook his head sincerely: "This move of yours is self-invented. Besides, it's only been a hundred days since we started. I'm far inferior to this talent."

Wang Lianhua seemed to understand something, her eyes flashed: "Didn't your fingering come from your own ingenuity?"

Shen Lang nodded, showing his signature smile: "It's Uncle Hua's teaching."

·

For those who don't know martial arts, just one move, no matter how wonderful it is, is far from being able to change fate.

The two contestants each took the rewards from the two "strange uncles" and turned to leave.

Even Shen Lang and Wang Lianhua didn't think about how the two moves of the duel would be passed down.

Sometimes things are such a coincidence.

The young man who has learned swordsmanship still can't forget the style of Wushuang's sword. He often takes a branch and uses it behind a secluded house.

His home is only two streets away from Li Yuan, which is "one family and three flowers".

Once when the boy used this trick again, a young man happened to pass by and stared at him for a while.

Many years later, the brilliant light that crossed the air with that sword reappeared under a flying knife called "a true example" by the Jianghu people.

The young man who has learned fingering is a gangster in the market. Since he has this fingering method, he has touched countless people's purses, jade pendants, and finger pullers, but he has never been caught.

Except once.

It was a tall and straight man, and he felt arrogant just by looking at his back.As soon as the boy reached out his hand, he grabbed his neck.

The young man screamed in pain, and was about to say goodbye, but the man let go of his hand again, and looked him up and down without letting go.

Then the boy was taken away by that man and had a good meal, and asked him who he learned this "craft" from.The young man didn't understand, but just for the sake of a full meal, he tried his best. Whatever the man took out, he held it with his two fingers. He was steady and precise, and he didn't miss a single time.

When the boy left, he still didn't know who that person was. He only remembered that he was dressed in white, with an arrogant expression on his face, standing on the street like a crane in a flock of chickens.

"The Marquis of Silver Halberd Wen" Lu Fengxian disappeared from the arena because he was ashamed of being ranked fifth in the weapon spectrum.When he came back, he had already practiced a peerless fingering technique.

Between the two fingers of his hand, there is nothing he can't hold.

Some old people who have heard about the past in Jianghu all said that his kung fu is very similar to the "Consonant One Finger" who spent a lot of time in the past.

But how did Lu Fengxian know Huamanlou?

·

The heroic boy is old in the world.

Lu Fengxian was no longer a teenager, so naturally he aged faster.It's just that people are old and their mood is peaceful. Those old grievances and hatreds are now just side dishes.

The only thing he regrets is that he did not form a family, left a descendant, and confiscated a disciple, so that he could pass on the martial arts that he was so proud of.

He poured another glass of wine, and just as he raised his head to drink, he swung his left hand back and grabbed the neck of a small hand.

The boy who wanted to touch his purse screamed in pain, but showed no signs of fear, probably because he was used to being caught.

Lu Fengxian was suddenly overjoyed, took off the money bag from his waist and threw it into the boy's hand, put down the wine glass with the other hand, and pinched it with two fingers like lightning.

The boy blinked and blinked, only then did he realize that the purse was being carried between his two fingers.

With a hint of drunkenness, Lu Fengxian said with a smile: "Do you want to learn?"

·

The young man kowtowed to his master before Lu Fengxian asked his name.

"My surname is Lu, but I don't have a name. They all call me Xiao Lu!"

After knowing the master's name and surname, Xiao Lu's eyes brightened even more.

"Lu Fengxian? Is that Wen Hou Lu Fengxian riding the red rabbit horse?"

Lu Fengxian was asked this question when he was still not famous. Over the years, his reputation is much louder than the one who shoots the halberd at the gate.

So he wasn't angry either.

"It's not that Feng, Phoenix's Phoenix."

Xiao Lu clapped his hands.

"This name is good! Master, since I am your apprentice, my name will naturally follow you!"

Lu Fengxian was startled: "You want to be called Lu Feng?"

"Master, you are Dafeng, and I am Xiaofeng. I will be called Lu Xiaofeng from now on!"

【End Little Phoenix Meme】

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The timing of Lu Fengxian and Lu Xiaofeng may not be right, everyone just watch and play.