[Lu Xiaofeng] Hidden Forest of Flowers and Leaves

When Han Yexin came back, Huamanlou had already changed into the complicated and beautiful clothes, and was standing in the yard practicing hidden weapons.Hua Manlou's kung fu has always been practiced by his elder brothers after a little explanation.The next time the brothers come back, they will definitely have to check again.

Han Yexin returned to the table, shaking her head and thinking: If I didn't have the education level of my previous life, I really can't imagine what I can learn in the laissez-faire education of the Hua family.But maybe Boss Hua will teach him in accordance with his aptitude and hire him a teacher?

After practicing for more than half a month, Han Yexin's handwriting finally started to look a little better.He was a little puzzled at first, why haven't I seen Second Brother Hua for a long time, but the red copybook has never been broken?Until one day when he woke up, he saw Hua Manlou standing in front of the desk, writing something with a pen dipped in red ink.

Only then did he know whose calligraphy he had been practicing all this time.

Han Yexin was a little embarrassed.He felt awkward, and it took him a long time to get up.At that time, Hua Manlou had already gone to morning practice with a sword.Han Yexin looked at the neat and round handwriting on the table, and suddenly sighed.Although his face was still a little hot, he immediately comforted himself: Didn't Han Yu say that there is no noble and no cheap, no long and no young, the existence of the Tao and the existence of the teacher?

What's more, Hua Manlou is indeed much stronger than him!He is Han Yexin, and he was looking forward to friendship.If this was Huamanlou's generous hand of friendship, how could he refuse?

Will only accept it with joy!

Seeing a new drawing in red, Han Yexin happily dipped it in ink and began to draw seriously.

Even though it was today's birthday, Hua Manlou didn't stop practicing.Although the entire Huafu was decorated with lights and festoons, it was very lively, but no one came to disturb this yard.Like so many mornings.

Because the adults in Huafu are not willing to give up cultivation for Huamanlou's birthday.People who are at the top of fame and wealth should not be shaken by fame, wealth and honor.

The darts are dark darts, like black hairpins.

Hua Manlou's eyes were covered with black cloth strips.He put two fingers on the dart and listened.

The golden leaves are falling with the wind.

With a light movement of Hua Manlou's hand, the black dart shot out, passed through the melodious ginkgo leaves, and flew to the wall.

One person clapped his hands and said, "Sure enough, you are worthy of Huamanlou. It seems that your ability to listen to the wind and distinguish the position has improved."

Hua Manlou smiled slightly: "Brother Lu, you are too proud."

He raised his head and said, "Brother Lu, why did I hear something cooing?"

Lu Xiaofeng on the tree clutched his stomach and said with a bitter face, "Of course it's because I'm anxiously waiting to come over to eat."

Hua Manlou said: "I think there is still some food in the kitchen."

Lu Xiaofeng flew down, his red cloak was very eye-catching: "Before that, I have to ask Qitong about fingering!"

With a wave of Lu Xiaofeng's hand behind his back, a withered willow twig shook in the wind, and it went straight to the flowery building!Lu Xiaofeng came extremely fast, and his willow stick pierced several layers of leaves, already faster and faster than a dart!

Seeing that the wicker was fast approaching, Hua Manlou suddenly backed away.The yard is not big, except for the spacious area where martial arts is practiced, there are rockery, flowers and trees, and bonsai everywhere!

However, Hua Manlou looked like she had eyes on her back, her steps never hesitated, and her heels never touched anything!

Lu Xiaofeng was faster than him.The two chased each other in the yard, like a butterfly wearing a flower, which made people dizzy.Suddenly, Lu Xiaofeng stabbed lightly with the willow branch, and it stabbed Hua Manlou's eyes.Hua Manlou hunched over his shoulder and stretched out two fingers.

For Lu Xiaofeng, Huamanlou has no confidence.Because this "one finger of consonance" was originally taught to him by Lu Xiaofeng.Although the apprentice may not be able to surpass the master, but in terms of Lu Xiaofeng's fingering techniques, Hua Manlou is ashamed of himself.

So he must find an appropriate time.His ears and nose are not inferior to Lu Xiaofeng's, even sharper than Lu Xiaofeng's, let alone now that he is blindfolded!

When a man's eyes are blind, his ears and nose will be sharpened.

Huamanlou led Lu Xiaofeng to shuttle among the flowers and trees in the rockery, in order to distract Lu Xiaofeng's attention.No matter how concentrated a person's vision is, he will inadvertently distribute some things that appear in his sight.Not to mention a person like Lu Xiaofeng who listens to everything and sees everything!

As the wind passed by his ears, he felt a murderous aura rushing to his eyes, Hua Manlou raised the corner of his mouth, and suddenly stretched out two fingers.

Lu Xiaofeng's wicker barely stopped in front of his eyes.

A soft branch suddenly bounced towards Lu Xiaofeng's eyes!

However, Lu Xiaofeng was not disturbed by the branch, his two fingers were gently holding the branch.

But Hua Manlou's complexion is not good-looking!

There was nothing in the two fingers he held together.But the wicker was still facing his eyes.

Huamanlou fell to nothing.

He could clearly feel the wicker.No matter what, Lu Xiaofeng could straighten the willow branch, and poured his inner strength into it.No matter how much he hides it, this internal force cannot be ignored by Hua Manlou.What's more, Lu Xiaofeng didn't hide at all!

But Huamanlou stretched out two confidently, but they failed.He can't feel anything.He couldn't see the willow branches, nor could he hear the sound of the wind blowing on the willow branches, and he couldn't feel the energy and force pressing his brows and eyes!

For the first time in his life, Hua Manlou felt panicked.He took off the blindfold.

Lu Xiaofeng let go of the branches.The branch bounced back, and a small leaf fell leisurely, right on Lu Xiaofeng's fingertips.He blew gently.

And the willow stick was still pointing straight at Hua Manlou's eyes.

"Hua Man Lou, why should I show a murderous look when dealing with an invisible person? Isn't that stupid?"

Hua Manlou's complexion was very bad.He was even a little angry.

But he knew that what Lu Xiaofeng said was right.Lu Xiaofeng had absolutely no reason to expose his murderous intent on purpose just because he was blindfolded.

For an invisible person, this silent killing move is the most terrifying killing move!

Lu Xiaofeng patted Hua Manlou on the shoulder: "I just want to let you know that sometimes what you think is the most credible may also be the least credible."

What Huamanlou trusts the most is the sense of touch of her own eyes, ears, nose, and even fingers.

If none of this is to be believed...

Huamanlou didn't know what Lu Xiaofeng was going to say!

He suddenly turned his head, but saw that Lu Xiaofeng had already walked away, walking out from the shadow of trees and rockery.He walked into Huamanlou's courtyard, smiled at Han Yexin who was in a daze, and said, "Brother Xiao Han, we meet again."

Han Yexin looked at him with complicated eyes.

He really didn't expect that Lu Xiaofeng, who was only seven years old, was already such a sensitive person.

But what he said to Hua Manlou made Han Ye feel uneasy.

I always feel that everything is moving in the intended direction.

Lu Xiaofeng, why did you think of reminding Hua Manlou of such a thing today?

Hua Manlou stepped out of the shadows.His complexion is still very bad.He walked into the room with his head down, without even looking at Han Yexin.

Lu Xiaofeng has already started eating.In other words, this is the most ugly person Han Yexin has ever met.He is obviously very hungry.There is even dew on his cloak, and dead grass on his head.

Hua Manlou sat opposite Lu Xiaofeng, looked at him, and suddenly sighed.

He knew that his friend must have come to remind him.

It must have been for him for a long time.

Han Yexin stood on the porch and did not enter the house.There was a delicate atmosphere between Huamanlou and Lu Xiaofeng, which made him feel like an outsider.They are true friends, and equally smart and wise.

Han Yexin didn't feel left out.He has always felt that Huamanlou should have such a friend. You can tell a lot of good things about him, but the sum of all these good things is still not equal to him.

But what does Han Yexin have?Apart from being the son of Han Tiecheng, what else deserves Huamanlou's attention to him?

not to mention!

Han Yexin shook his head, dismissing that thought.He has already decided to be Han Yexin, and he will never waver again.Otherwise, he can only fall into the abyss of self-doubt and denial uncontrollably.

If only Han Yexin's identity can get Huamanlou's friendship, why doesn't he be quiet, be more interesting, and stick to this identity?Because he didn't have that stunning talent, he was... a very ordinary, very ordinary person.

Maybe not even an ordinary person.

Han Yexin's face darkened.

Bad memories came flooding back, and he quickly closed his eyes to get rid of the scene in his mind.

He felt nauseated.

"Young Master Han?" A gentle voice came, pulling Han Yexin back.

He didn't know that he was sweating.

He Gu wiped Han Yexin's forehead with a silk handkerchief worriedly, and said, "Are you okay?"

Han Yexin shook his head: "Perhaps it's a bit of a bad stomach."

"I'll ask the kitchen to cook some stomach-warming soup."

Han Yexin wanted to say "don't bother", but stopped.He smiled and said: "Then I will trouble Gu Gu."

Sometimes good intentions do not want others to suffer, but make others at a loss.

Aunt He smiled slightly, sighed and said, "Master Xiao Han, you should trouble us a lot."

She took out something from her sleeve and said, "I've already bought back what you asked me to buy."

Han Yexin's eyes lit up, he quickly took it, opened it, and saw that the cloth bag contained exactly what he wanted.

"This is..." He Gu was about to tell him the specific name of the item in the bag, but Han Yexin blocked it with her hand.

"Wait a minute!" Han Yexin said, "I want to know what they are slowly. The process of anticipation must be very interesting."

Aunt He smiled and nodded.

"Guy He, where are you going! I want to eat your pomegranate chicken!" Lu Xiaofeng yelled in the room.

Aunt He smiled apologetically: "It turns out that Mr. Lu is here. If you want to eat, I'll do it right away."

Hua Manlou said: "Lu Xiaofeng, it's time for lunch soon, you'd better save some stomach."

Lu Xiaofeng was very conflicted, and asked: "Hegu, is there this pomegranate chicken in the recipe waiting?"

He Gu said: "The dishes are prepared by the big kitchen, if Mr. Lu really wants to eat, I can make one and send it over."

Han Yexin walked in: "This pomegranate chicken sounds delicious."

But how?Are there bright red pomegranates around a plucked chicken?

Thinking of Lu Xiaofeng's nickname being Lu Xiaoji, Han Yexin couldn't help laughing.

Lu Xiaofeng said: "This dish is He Gu's special skill, you must try it."

Han Yexin: "Listen, I'm hungry too." He sat down on the other side.

He Gu: "Master Xiao Han..."

Before He Gu finished speaking, Hua Manlou said, "Brother Xiao Han, don't you have diarrhea? It's best not to eat these greasy things."

Hua Manlou was expressionless, apparently still in a bad mood, and he said again: "Gu Gu, ask the kitchen to bring over a bowl of bean brains."

He Gu smiled and said "yes", cast a sympathetic look at Han Yexin, and went down.

Han Yexin couldn't help dripping sweat.Why did he feel that he had swept to the tail of the typhoon?

He secretly glanced at the two people on the table.Lu Xiaofeng was already full of food and drink, slumped on the chair, hiccupping while hugging his stomach.Hua Manlou stared at the table expressionlessly, as if there was some hidden treasure sign on the table.

His scalp was numb, and he thought it would be better to practice calligraphy.