The correct strategy for the master of the world

Zhongyuan Dianhong and Qu Wurong went to Nanwulin to find a place for Wen Renxi. Thanks to the fact that the major martial arts basically do not interfere with each other, Zhongyuan Dianhong doesn't have too many enemies in Nanwulin.

Wen Renxi gave them a goshawk, which followed him down from Kunlun Mountain.

He raised a ferret, a wolf and a goshawk on the Kunlun Mountains. He said that he kept them, but he only went to visit them on time. They even hunted for food by themselves.

Ferrets were caught by traps set up when they were young, wolves were overthrown by their own robbed territory, and goshawks were picked up after a snowstorm when they were still young birds.

When going down the mountain, he let them all go. The environment below the mountain is not suitable for them to survive.

After walking for a while, he realized that the goshawk followed him all the way and couldn't even drive him away.

Forget it, just follow along, anyway, he is not too attached to him, the food is also hunted by himself, and he can help deliver a letter or something.

It was a pleasure to go on the road with Chu Liuxiang. He always knew what to say and what not to say.

Lu Xiaofeng will probably be in this state in another ten years.

This is the gap brought about by time and experience, 20 years old and 30 years old are still different.

That's why Wen Renxi always treats Lu Xiaofeng teasingly, but treats Chu Liuxiang more seriously.

The noon sun was very hot, so Wen Renxi and Chu Liuxiang stayed in a teahouse for a while to rest.

The storyteller in the teahouse was talking about the exciting part, and the words were flying all over the mouth, and the listeners were all listening attentively, even Xiaoer forgot to greet the guests who came in.

This scene tells the story of the six major factions besieging Guangmingding.

Ever since a few storytellers in Xiwulin were silently silenced at night because they talked about the secret of the dispute between the two sects in Huashan, most of the stories that the recent storytellers said were from hundreds of years ago or from the previous dynasty The storybook is over.

Wen Renxi ordered a pot of tea, the tea wasn't very good, and the way of brewing it was very poor, but it was just good enough to drink.

He is not very interested in storytelling. Yitian Tulong's full set of story books is available in Zangshuge. He read it many times when he was a child to relieve boredom. He can memorize any sentence from beginning to end on any page proficiently.

Chu Liuxiang was not very interested either, she just poured tea and drank slowly to pass the time.

He talked about his good friend Zuo Qinghou Zuo Er Ye.

"Second Master Zuo is a first-class bold person, and when he sees you, he will definitely treat you to wine and fish." Chu Liuxiang smacked his lips and said, "It's a pity that it's not autumn, and it's not the best time to eat fish. "

Like every prodigal son, Chu Liuxiang has friends wherever he goes.

He thought of another friend of his, Hu Tiehua: "Old Hu is good everywhere, but his temper is too twisted. I don't know where he learned it."

The storytelling in the teahouse was one after another, and there were applause one after another, and Chu Liuxiang's voice was not at all inconspicuous among them.

But Wen Renxi noticed that the few people sitting in the corner looked at each other and exchanged glances.

It seems like every prodigal son, Chu Liuxiang is also very good at causing trouble.

Stretching out his hand to dip the tea that splashed out when pouring the tea, Wen Renxi flicked it twice, and Wen Renxi said, "We should go."

Chu Liuxiang said: "After resting for so long, it's time to go."

With that said, they walked out of the teahouse.

The guests at the table in the corner were still sitting there, and they had been sitting there for a long, long time, but because they were all carrying knives and sabers, the shopkeeper didn't dare to disturb them.

In the middle of the night, they were still sitting there motionless, and the shopkeeper walked up cautiously: "Several knights, the shop is about to close, this...is it..."

No one answered him, or rather, no one could answer him.

The few drops of tea splashed by Wen Renxi touched the acupuncture points all over their bodies, let alone opening their mouths to speak, they couldn't even move a finger.

They just sat there for two days.

Two days were enough for Wen Renxi and Chu Liuxiang to arrive at Songjiang Mansion.

Chu Liuxiang took Wen Renxi to the Throwing Cup Villa, if Chu Liuxiang didn't go to the Throwing Cup Villa when he arrived in Songjiang Mansion, Second Master Zuo might be annoyed.

Throwing Cup Villa is located outside the city of Songjiang Prefecture, only three miles away from the world-famous Xiuye ​​Bridge.

Only the perch produced under the Songcai Xiuye ​​Bridge has four gills in the world, and Zuo Qinghou, the owner of Throwing Cup Villa, not only has the best skills in the world, but also the perch he cooks himself is incomparable.

Every year Chu Liuxiang would come to live here for a few days.

After all, every year when the autumn wind blows, he will think like a perch just like Mr. Ji Ying.

And Chu Liuxiang is a person who knows how to enjoy himself, so where would he go if he didn't go to a good friend for a meal of sea bass?

What's more, besides Chu Liuxiang, how many other people in the world can let Second Master Zuo go to the kitchen and wash his hands to make soup?

This is how Chu Liuxiang described the Throwing Cup Villa to Wen Renxi: There are the most beautiful singers in the south of the Yangtze River, the most mellow wines, and the most elegant diners.

Whenever you walk into Throwing Cup Villa, you will feel warm and comfortable, just like a wandering son returning home.

He also talked about Zuo Qinghou's daughter, Zuo Mingzhu, who was really the apple of Zuo Qinghou's palm. She was smart, healthy, gentle and well-behaved. She was almost the perfect kind of good daughter.

When talking about Zuo Mingzhu, he seemed to be talking about a beloved junior, with a gentle and doting tone.He and Zuo Qinghou are inseparable, so Zuo Mingzhu is his nephew.

Only this time, seeing Chu Liuxiang's face from afar, the Throwing Cup Villa, was not right.

In the past, Throwing Cup Villa was full of guests at all times, but now the door is closed. Chu Liuxiang knocked on the door for a long time before anyone answered.

The flowers and plants in the courtyard grew in a mess and no one trimmed them, and there was an unconcealable look of sadness in the eyes of the maids who came and went.

Chu Liuxiang didn't know what had happened since he hadn't been here for only half a year, and why this place became like this.

Wen Renxi lightly tapped his fingers, made a calculation, and frowned. This family is obviously a sign of good health and good fortune.

Zuo Qinghou is a well-known gangster, but now he looks very haggard, even his eyes are sunken, he seems to be ten years older.

In the past, when he saw the new friend Chu Liuxiang brought, he would have greeted him warmly, but he just held Chu Liuxiang's hand tightly, sighed for a long time but didn't speak.

Chu Liuxiang tentatively asked, "Second Brother Zuo, are you okay?"

"Okay, okay, okay..." Zuo Qinghou said seven or eight good things in a row, "It's just Mingzhu, Mingzhu is sick..." As he spoke, there seemed to be something in his eyes. Tears are about to fall.

Wen Renxi's brows furrowed even tighter. He was confident that his hexagram would not make a mistake, so how could Zuo Mingzhu, who was supposed to be healthy, be so sick that his father was so haggard.

The author has something to say:

This chapter is relatively short, angels, forgive me

The stupid author's good friend Aunt Jun came to visit on time, and she was already rolling on the bed in pain [crying

It really hurts to breathe.

It is estimated that the logic of this chapter is rather strange, it hurts so much that my thinking is confused, forgive me

In the third year of high school, in order not to miss classes, now taking painkillers has no effect

Visually, today, tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow will be relatively short, especially tomorrow, the stupid author is likely to be so painful that he can't stand up and continue to update. Little angels, please give me the strength to keep updating daily

The comments are basically reserved until I send away my good relatives before returning, but please believe that the stupid author will definitely reply [You see all the previous comments have been replied

It is agreed that the college entrance examination will not hurt anymore [Angrily pointing

Obviously there was no pain in the last month [Grievance]

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Extra

This chapter is a supplement to the leave after the end of the main text.

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The eccentric but benevolent medical fairy on Xiaoqingshan Mountain has attracted countless people to fall in love at first sight over the years. As soon as the old illness was cured, he suffered from lovesickness again, and he couldn't get rid of it every day.

However, the euphemistic swan geese passed on the letter and the purse embroidered handkerchief, all of which received no response, and the straightforward and passionate confession, it was right to type it out without hearing it. If he took a detour and wanted to intercede with his friends, no matter who I will tell you helplessly that this person already has a master, and he breaks his leg if he acts rashly.

As a result, rumors spread everywhere, and Xiaoqingshan, which was hidden behind many battles, became more and more mysterious.

Thanks to this, Wen Renxi finally lived a peaceful life.

The sun is just right in the morning, and the fireworks in March are the most beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, full of verdant greenery and blooming spring flowers.

Wen Renxi opened the bedroom door with breakfast, Lu Xiaofeng woke up early, was lying on the bed reading a storybook, laughing non-stop, the quilt was kicked up to his waist by him, his smooth back was bare, a little red The mark is ostentatious and eye-catching.

"Wenren!" When he heard the door knock, he dropped the book in his hand, sat up and stretched his neck to look at the tray in Wenrenxi's hand.

Last night I exhausted too much energy, I was really hungry.

Congee and side dishes, nestled in Wen Renxi's arms, he couldn't help but move while eating, the hands on his waist that were gently kneaded were warm, a little itchy and numb, making him want to hide.

"Don't move." Wen Renxi had no choice but to sit on the bed and fix him, rubbing medicated oil in his hand to rub his waist.

Last night, Meng Lang really was a little bit hot, and now that he thinks about it, his ears still feel hot.

After Lu Xiaofeng finished eating, he stretched out his limbs for Wen Renxi to knead, and from time to time he yelled that he was sore and needed to be pressed.Usually after spending the night together, Wen Renxi would be extra gentle and considerate to him, allowing him to take advantage of him.

"I heard from Wu Rong that there is a temple fair at the foot of the mountain tonight." Wen Renxi turned him over, took out his clothes and began to cover him.

The foot of Xiaoqing Mountain was not very popular at first, but the mountain is not high, and there are fairies and spirits. After Wen Renxi settled here, people came and went to seek medical treatment, and took the opportunity to do some small business. The bustling mountain gradually built a large-scale small town.

In addition, the government has a lot of support, and the official roads have been built all the way, bringing countless business opportunities in all directions.

There are many people, and the temple fair is also lively, I think Lu Xiaofeng will like it.

Sure enough, Lu Xiaofeng's eyes lit up, and he said, "Anyway, I'm fine tonight, why don't you go and have a look?"

It's boring to sleep with Wenren after eating and sleeping on Xiaoqingshan every day for a long time, and it's also good to relax your bones if you can go out for a stroll.

Of course, there is absolutely no such thing as his secretly coveting the release of river lanterns at the temple fair.

Wen Renxi kissed his forehead and smiled lightly: "It's all up to you."

This person has such a temper, after living on the mountain for a long time, I'm afraid he can't bear to go out and have fun. It's good to let him go out and run more. He has grown a lot of meat these days after living on the mountain for too long. The hand feeling is much better than before, but too heavy will affect the flexibility.

Hearing this, Lu Xiaofeng became happy, gathered up his robe, hugged Wen Renxi and kissed Wen Renxi for a long time, then ran out of bed and pulled on his shoes to find Qu Wurong.

Zhongyuan Yidianhong went down the mountain, Qu Wurong was turning over the medicinal materials by himself, seeing this, he hurried over to take over the work, and helped her sit aside.

"My little aunt, can't you have a good rest?" Lu Xiaofeng skillfully and quickly prepared the medicinal materials, poured tea for Qu Wurong, and muttered.

Qu Wurong said with a smile: "I'm so idle that my hair is growing." Having said that, she still sat down obediently.After living peacefully and leisurely on the mountain for so many years, her original hard temper has long since softened. Wen Renxi prescribed medicine to lighten the scars on her face. She smiled without saying a word, and she couldn't see her at all. Tribulations that have been suffered.

Wen Renxi doesn't like to go out, but she often has to go down the mountain. The aunts and aunts at the foot of the mountain are willing to deal with this chivalrous woman who is a genius doctor.

Even Qu Wurong's women's bun was taught by the mother-in-law of the Zheng family at the foot of the mountain.

Growing vegetables, pickling pickles, stacking firewood, and walking down the mountain with Zhongyuan Dianhong. The young couple who can do nothing but fight and kill began to learn how to live. After all, there is a family who does not eat fireworks. Wen Renxi wants to feed.

As for the source of income, there are countless people holding gold and silver at the foot of the mountain to ask Wenrenxi to see a doctor every year. The emperor also thought about his brother not starving to death on the mountain, so he had to send some money every now and then.

Xiaoqingshan has always been in the state of seeing a doctor. There are six days of free clinics at the foot of the mountain at the beginning and end of each month. Wherever I go, I set up a small stall to see a doctor, and sometimes I will rescue the little Phoenix who is in trouble, visit His Majesty the Emperor who is about to marry into Baiyun City, and mock Jade Raksha for his son who refuses to return to the Western Regions. .

Of course, the free clinic does not charge money, but the patients who have been favored always leave the consultation money in front of the free clinic stand at night and leave in a hurry. Drop or share, the biggest headache on the mountain is that there are too many things sent today that can't be handled.

Lu Xiaofeng dried the herbs, put away the washed clothes, and cooked lunch while listening to Qu Wurong's instruction.

These days, Qu Wurong's belly is getting bigger and bigger every day, and none of the men on the mountain dare to let her work, especially Zhong Yuan is a little red, who looks calm, but in fact, she can make him feel worried if she coughs twice.

The group of former companions who rushed forward when they knew the pregnancy letter were even beaten back by him mercilessly.

That's right, after so many years of marriage, they are finally about to usher in a new life in their family.

There was a small life in the body, Qu Wurong touched his stomach, kicked it lightly and powerfully, and his eyes softened.This will be an ignorant and immature life, and they will try their best to shield him from the wind and rain, and not let the pain of the past contaminate him.

how wonderful.

Because he was thinking about the temple fair at night, Lu Xiaofeng was a little restless all afternoon. He was clinging to Wen Renxi for a while and insisted on kissing until his legs softened to be honest, and for a while he was clinging to Qu Wurong to listen to the fetal movement in her stomach. Not long after, he was touched by Zhong Yuan. Hong rushed out - what the hell are you doing in this rare intimate time between husband and wife.

In the end, it was Wen Renxi who walked around the mountains with him twice to pass the time.

As the Jade Rabbit rises to the east, the foot of the mountain becomes lively, brightly lit and fragrant. The temple fairs in the affluent areas of the south of the Yangtze River have always been prosperous beyond imagination.

Wen Renxi asked Lu Xiaofeng to put on a bamboo hat for himself. The heavy gauze blocked the outside view from the outside world. Many wealthy people now buy a few bamboo hats that can reach their legs, so they don’t have to worry about getting their clothes dirty when they go out. .He brought more to avoid being watched, and sometimes being too famous is not a good thing.

——As for the fact that most of the people who wear this are girls, let’s ignore it.

With love in front of him, Wen Renxi's internal strength would not affect his vision, but he still forced Lu Xiaofeng to hold his hand and lead him around.

There are a lot of food stalls at the temple fair, hot and cold, sweet and salty, and some are handed in from outside the gauze from time to time. The sweet-scented osmanthus candy cut into small pieces looks quite attractive, even if you don’t like it. Eating candy, he still leaned forward and ate it into his mouth, licking the finger holding the candy with the tip of his tongue.

Just one hand retracted as if being pricked by a needle, Wen Renxi raised his eyebrows, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Lu Xiaofeng pretended to be calm, "How does it taste?"

"Very sweet." Wen Renxi licked the corners of his lips regretfully, um, very sweet.

Of course there is something to eat, but there is also something to play. The hawker puts up a big-mouthed copper beast, ten small balls for [-] cents, and if you hit five, you will get a prize. If you hit all of them, you will get a coupon. Can be cheaper.

The mouth of the Big Mouth Bronze Beast is not big, and the ball is not too small. Most people can hit one or two is good, but a few can hit four or five, and take back a puppet that looks like a copper beast.

Wen Renxi would not play this kind of bullying game, but Lu Xiaofeng was in high spirits, dragged Wen Renxi through the crowd, took the ball and ran to line up in front of the bronze beast.

It is difficult for ordinary people, but this kind of thing is easy for those who know martial arts, not to mention that Lu Xiaofeng is a skilled man, he threw the ball into the mouth of the copper beast lightly, and even had to play a few fancy tricks, It caused a lot of applause.

Shaking his head helplessly, Wen Renxi laughed, he was still a child.

The stall owner smiled and handed the bronze beast puppet to Lu Xiaofeng. According to the rules at the temple fair, even if there are a hundred martial arts fighters, they can only take the puppet.

Although the little puppet is a gift, it is very well made. The cotton cloth is wrapped in cotton and it is filled to the brim.The copper beast opened its mouth naively, and its eyes were big and bright, quite happy.

"Look, Wen Renxi!" He joyfully hugged the doll to offer treasures in front of Wen Renxi.

Wen Renxi rubbed his hair, took the doll, "Very good."

Well, Lu Xiaoji still has to hold roasted Lantern Festival, sesame candies, cloud cakes, candied haws and so on.

He was carrying a doll, and Lu Xiaofeng corrected his posture, he couldn't lift his ears, he had to hold the back and gently carry it, and with the other hand he led Lu Xiaofeng to buy two river lanterns.

"Wenren didn't expect that—" Lu Xiaofeng's appearance of grabbing his braid, and his gesture of eagerly picking up the river lantern revealed his true thoughts.

Picking up the pen, he painted the spring scenery of the south of the Yangtze River in black and white. Wen Renxi handed over the painted river lantern to Lu Xiaofeng for him to write. The second river lantern was still in the south of the Yangtze River. Suddenly someone came to buy it.

Smiling and rejecting several groups of scholars, he finished writing He Deng and went back to find Lu Xiaofeng.

The river is already full of river lanterns, and the stars are like the Milky Way in the sky falling to the ground. People are crowded but not very noisy.

Lu Xiaofeng squatted by the river waiting for him to join him, but he just kept a secret and refused to let him see. The two river lanterns swayed and drifted away along the water, blending into the bright army ahead.

"I heard what did you write?" I don't show my own, but Lu Xiaofeng is still very interested in other people's.

Wen Renxi smiled, lifted the veil in front of his eyes, and the unfinished words vaguely disappeared between the lips that depended on each other.

In this life, I only wish to grow old together year after year.

The roots of his ears turned red without any trace, Lu Xiaofeng looked sideways and saw the lights all over the river.

The knot is the same as the king, and there is no doubt about love and affection.Life should come back, death should be the same coffin.

Think about it and a little shy.

The author has something to say: Fill in the extra pages slowly, there are two more pages to write about [sigh]

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The last line of the poem has been changed, life should be returned, and death should be long-term lovesickness.Become a dead coffin w