Cangyun [Sword Net Three]

It was night, and Wu Lang didn't fall asleep.Looking at the moonlight outside, guessing that Mingyue was already fast asleep, she quietly got up.

Drag out a large box from under the bed, take out the armor and sword shield inside, wrap it with the cloth towel prepared in advance, and pack some valuable gold and silver jewelry and two or three sets of clothes.The luggage is almost packed.

Putting the burden on his shoulders, Wu Lang quietly opened the window.Under the full moon, a black shadow suddenly flashed, as fast as lightning.Looking again, there is no difference.Wu Lang blinked, but didn't take this matter to heart.

The bone-piercing cold wind howled, and Wu Lang shivered.Rubbing his palms together, he jumped out of the window rail.Be careful not to step on the snow and make a sound, and approach the courtyard door carefully along the slippery stone slab after the snow has melted.

Seeing that there was only ten feet away from the gate of the courtyard, Wu Lang even wanted to take off directly, when there was a creaking sound of pushing the door behind him, and Mingyue's confused voice came from behind.

"Master...it's so late, what are you doing here?"

Wu Lang's heart skipped a beat... Suppressing the sigh, he quickly hid his back in the shadows to prevent Mingyue from seeing the luggage.

"It's okay, I can't sleep at night, go out for a walk."

"Oh, if you can't sleep, just count and take a walk. If you catch a cold, you will be the one who suffers."

"........."

"You'd better go back to the house, it's cold at night."

"Understood, long-winded."

"I watch you go back, otherwise you will definitely continue to wander outside."

"........."

Secretly moving back to the room, Wu Lang immediately stuffed the burden back under the bed, stared at the ground and sat there for a while, wiped his face vigorously, took off the cold clothes, lay down on the bed, hugged The quilt was sleepless all night.

On the second day, the two got along as usual, as if the master had no brain cramps walking in the snow in the middle of the night, and the servants did not meet the convulsed master when they came out in the middle of the night.After breakfast, General Wu Lang danced two sets of sword skills in the courtyard.Someone from the Qingya Courtyard has already come to report that the Huanshu Courtyard has been tidied up and the master can move in at any time.

Wu Lang was surprised, Mr. Heng Lian said at most two days, but now 24 hours have not passed.

Mingyue on the side was stunned.It's just that he pretended to be serious in front of the people from Qingyayuan, and his reply was decent and polite, and he couldn't fault it.Meaning to give a little reward, then let the man go back.

As soon as the door was closed, Mingyue jumped up.

"Master! Are we going to Huanshuyuan? We're going to Huanshuyuan!"

"Master, does this mean that you are favored by the prince again!"

"Master, master, I knew it was absolutely impossible for us to stay in Zhuxin courtyard for the rest of our lives."

"It can be regarded as keeping the clouds open and the moon shining, master... woo woo woo woo."

As she spoke, Mingyue began to cry.Wu Lang was startled, and hurried to comfort him.Changed the subject and asked Mingyue to pack her luggage quickly, so that Mingyue wiped away her tears.

Wu Lang sighed inwardly, could it really be time and fate?

The move went very quickly and smoothly. In fact, through this move, Wu Lang had a thorough understanding of how much this guy Yan Lang had. It was really poor.

I also learned how powerful Mingyue is.If you wrestle your wrists, perhaps none of the ten Wu Langs is Mingyue's opponent...

The Huanshu Courtyard is very large, much more shocking than the comparison area that Wu Lang saw on the plan of the palace.How big is Huanshuyuan?Probably after building a standard football field outside the building, a swimming pool can be dug.

As soon as Wu Lang came in, he first gave a sigh of admiration, and then thought, the two masters and servants simply don't have so much wealth to fill Huan Shu Yuan.The bigger the courtyard, the more shabby they are.

"Mingyue, go, ask someone to transplant the bamboos in Zhuxin Xiaoyuan, and then ask the servants for some seedlings to fill up the land." Wu Lang casually pointed to an open space, and Mingyue nodded in response.

Not long after, Suheyuan sent people to send a large amount of bamboo over.When transplanting, Wu Lang ordered the people to clear some open space in the center of the bamboo grove and add stone tables and chairs, so that in the coming summer, there would be a place to escape the heat.The servants nodded yes.

Huanshuyuan has a new master, which is a big news.On the second day Wu Langcai moved to Huanshuyuan, someone came to visit the door.

The first person to come to the door was Beauty Liuying. She has been in the mansion for three years and is an old man.Wu Lang learned from Mingyue that this Liuying beauty is the daughter of a wealthy businessman.When she came, Wu Lang was planting bamboo in the Huanshu courtyard.Wearing an ordinary plain cotton-padded jacket, her hair was loosely tied to her shoulders, and she was sweating profusely.Carrying a hoe covered in mud, the uppers of the shoes and the corners of the clothes are all in a mess.

From a distance, I saw a beautiful woman with a head full of jewels and a brocade palace dress embroidered with large peonies.Followed by a maid who is also brightly dressed.

When the beauty Liuying saw Wu Lang's appearance, she was taken aback for a moment, and then showed a look of disgust.Just open your mouth, Mr. Wulang, you are also a master after all, how can you do the work that these servants and slaves do.

At first, Wu Lang felt that he was impolite to meet guests in this way of dressing up, but after listening to Liu Ying's words, he immediately lost the intention to entertain guests well.

It's just that he didn't want to chase people away with a stinky face, so he hurriedly changed his clothes and came out, asking the beauty Liuying to sit down in the inner room.

As for the beauty Liuying, since she entered the courtyard, the look of contempt on her face has never faded, and even the maids around her are not very well-behaved.Mingyue at least knew how to salute the beauty Liuying, but her maid didn't even bend her knees, and her demeanor was extremely arrogant.Compared with the people in Qingyayuan, aren't they being left behind by a thousand miles?

Mingyue served tea to Beauty Liuying, and the maid standing behind Beauty Liuying turned cold, pushed away the tea offered by Mingyue, and said, my little master only drinks Nanshan Maojian, and the water for making tea must also be dew every morning.

Wu Lang was silent, his heart was going berserk, you think you are a royal princess, serving you tea is already very good, but you still pick and choose, is this the attitude of being a guest?

Mingyue said: "I'm really sorry, little master Liuying, there is no Nanshan Maojian."

The maid Liuying smiled contemptuously: "The young master knew that you would not be able to prepare such high-quality tea, so she told me to take it with you when you left." She took out a small tea bag and handed it to Mingyue, and then took out a delicate kettle: " This water is the dew I just picked up this morning, it must be used to make Nanshan Maojian, is it clear?"

Mingyue froze for two seconds, then nodded.

Wu Lang sat on the main seat, slightly twitching the corners of his mouth.

After a while, Mingyue brought out the teacup again and handed it over.The beauty Liuying opened the lid to take a look at the color of the tea, then reluctantly took a sip and put it down.

"Young Master Yanlang, since you can move into the Huanshu Courtyard, it proves that you are also missed by the prince. I am also your senior, so I have to remind you if I have a few words. The master must have Master, you must never do the things you just did by yourself. Besides, the prince will definitely come to your Huanshu courtyard in the future. Do you use this kind of tea and this kind of hall to entertain the prince? ? I know that your old family is dead, so I can’t help you. If you have any questions, you can also send someone to my yard to ask. If I know, I will also give you some advice.”

"Is it clear?"

"What my sister said is, I will keep it in my heart."

Liuying nodded in satisfaction, sat for a while and then left.

Wu Lang led Mingyue all the way to send the beauty Liuying out of the gate of Huanshuyuan.Back in the room, Wu Lang still had a smirk on his face, but Mingyue's anger had already erupted first.

"Master! This woman is not here to be a guest at all, she is here to humiliate you!"

"I'm so pissed off, what Nanshan Maojian, she really treats herself as a piece of cake! Having a rich father is amazing, isn't it the same thing that the prince doesn't like? After three years in the mansion, her stomach hasn't moved at all, she thought I'm very arrogant, aren't I!"

"Master, we absolutely can't bear this tone, or she will think you are easy to bully."

Wu Lang sat quietly on the chair, drank a few sips of hot tea, and looked coldly at Mingyue's almost distorted face due to anger.Sighed.

"Mingyue, be careful. No matter how arrogant she is, she is still the prince's beauty. The master of the house, how can you speak nonsense and lose your temper. In the past, no one paid attention to us in Zhuxin small courtyard, so I listened to it." Now that we are in the limelight, who didn't notice? If you continue to ignore the rules like this, one day you will be caught by your braid and stabbed to Mr. Heng Lian, even if I try to save you, I won't be able to save you."

Mingyue froze and lowered her head.

"But, master, she..."

"Mingyue, you said Liuying deliberately targeted me?"

Mingyue thought for a while and said, "I heard that she has the same attitude towards other beauties, so she is very unpopular."

"That's it, it's just a matter of patience. At the beginning, I fell into this field because I couldn't bear it. Mingyue, you have been with me for so long, and you haven't learned how to behave? You don't want to do whatever you want just because we moved into this Huanshuyuan. It’s a presumptuous act, right now, how many people are watching our every move.”

"Yes, I know I was wrong."

After a while, someone came to visit again.Having learned the lesson from the beauty Liuying, Wu Lang finally changed into formal attire in advance, and sat on the main seat with a calm face.

The visitors are two young masters, Bi Ke and Sang Yuan.Bi Ke's eyes are bright and gazing, while Kuwabara is soft and melancholy.In this inner mansion, it can be considered that there are very few young masters who have a particularly good relationship.

Bi Ke and Kuang Yuan came and went, almost all the words were said by Bi Ke. After Kuang Yuan and Wu Lang greeted him, they sat quietly in their seats. Occasionally, Bi Ke talked about him and asked him, but he just nodded, or It was a few words in response.Compared with Bi Ke's eloquence, it is really obvious.

With the precedent of Liuying, Wu Lang didn't think Kuwahara was so rude.Anyway, it's just some polite words that you come and go, and it's the same whether you say it or not.

Send Bi Ke away, Kuwahara.Wu Lang loosened his muscles and bones, only to feel that his waist was sore and his legs hurt after sitting still for a long time.So she told Mingyue to say, whenever anyone wants to see me, just make up a reason and send them away.Mingyue said, master, now is obviously a good opportunity to make friends with young masters.

"What are you talking about, just do it."

Mingyue reluctantly said: "Yes."

Seeing the back of Mingyue walking away, Wu Lang shook his head, changed into old clothes and went to the outer courtyard.

There are only him and Mingyue in the Huanshu Courtyard. Although Suhe Court sent a few helpers, the manpower is still limited.Now, it's getting late, and the attendants from Suhe Courtyard have also returned to the original courtyard. The open space where the bamboo forest is planned to be planted is full of bundles of pine and bamboo lying on the ground.

Rolling up his sleeves, Wu Lang started working on these bamboos.It wasn't until it was dark that he couldn't see the road clearly that he wiped off his sweat and stopped.

If you really care about it, this work is not particularly cumbersome.The transplanted bamboos are all mature bamboos, tall, with flourishing branches and leaves. Although there are only a few hundred bamboos planted in this yard, the artistic conception has already come out.Wu Lang stretched out his hand to hold a thin bamboo beside him, and shook it vigorously, only to hear a dense clattering sound, and then green bamboo leaves fell from the top of his head one after another.

He looked up and saw the boundless falling trees, and just wanted to be literary, when suddenly a knife light fell from the sky and hit him straight.Wu Lang was shocked, subconsciously rolled over and jumped back, avoiding the catastrophe by wiping the sharp blade.

Looking up, a man in black with a mask on his face came attacking with a long knife.In desperation, Wu Lang took off his coat and put his head down on the man.

Perhaps because his vision was blocked, the man in black paused for a second. Although it was only a second, it was enough for Wu Lang to casually pick up a long bamboo from the ground.

The sound of the cloth being torn exploded in my ears, and in the blink of an eye, the emerald long bamboo had already met the sword.The long knife cut into the body of the bamboo stick, and Wu Langfei kicked the man in black in the stomach.The man bowed his waist and instantly drew his knife to sweep across.Wu Lang leaned back violently, kicked the man in black's wrist with his toes in an instant.The man in black staggered to dodge, and after Wu Lang stood still, he strode straight towards the man in black.

In a few breaths, the two had already exchanged several moves.Whether it's the man in black or Wu Lang, they are both very fast, and the shadow of the sword is almost invisible to the naked eye.

The bamboo branches that had just been transplanted and whose foundations were not stable fell one by one in the two people's unrestrained, full-powered tearing bucket.

But Wu Lang became more and more excited as he fought more and more vigorously.Wu Lang no longer cares about the origin and purpose of this black-clothed assassin who appeared inexplicably and beat him up.All he thinks now is that after enduring it for so long, he can finally have a quick fight!

Well done, I will borrow you to practice the knife!

Bamboo leaves fluttered and fell, and were blown away by the invisible sword energy.The two fought inseparably, and the bamboo in the bamboo forest was almost unable to support it.

It was too late, and then it was too late, Wu Lang Changzhu blocked the man in black's long knife head-on, and it was broken in two instantly. The man in black's blade turned and swiped towards Wu Lang's chest.Wu Lang retreated hastily, a corner of his clothes was cut off.

Wu Lang secretly sighed how dangerous it was!This man in black really wants his life!

In the blink of an eye, Wu Lang made his decision.

The blood is raging, the cloud is in a hurry, and the blood is raging!

In an instant, Wu Lang's pupils were bloodshot.With his left hand, he threw a broken bamboo vigorously, and the bamboo branch quickly rushed towards the man in black.

Slash the horse with a knife and soak the sand in blood, and raise the horns to break a thousand kills!

Cut the knife!

The distance between the two was more than ten feet, and Wu Lang instantly appeared in front of the man in black.The man in black opened his eyes slightly, apparently quite surprised by Wu Lang's sudden appearance.It's just that Wu Lang appeared too fast, he couldn't react, what's more, he found that he couldn't move at all for a moment, and could only watch the sharpened short bamboo inserted into his belly.

"Hmm..." The man in black snorted, and raised his hand reluctantly to hit Wu Lang on the shoulder.Wu Lang stepped back suddenly, his face turned pale.And the bamboo branch inserted into the body of the man in black was also pulled out.

Suddenly there was a bang, and a cloud of mist exploded in front of Wu Lang.Wu Lang immediately covered his mouth and nose, and stepped back.After the smoke dissipated completely, there was still no shadow of the man in black.Only the bamboos lying on the ground in a disorderly manner were left to tell Wu Lang that it was not an illusion just now.

Holding the broken bamboo, Wu Lang stood there in a daze for a long while, a burst of fishy sweetness rushed up his throat, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.My shoulder hurts like a broken bone.

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