Sword God is hard to catch

Lu Xiaofeng never thought that Huamanlou would have something to do with that place where 130 people could not find a way out.

But now, Huamanlou told him that not only did he know where it was, but he had been there before.

Huamanlou could already smell the fragrance of flowers left on Lu Xiaofeng's body, it was very weak, very shallow, almost inaudible.He had smelled this kind of flower before, but he was familiar with all kinds of flowers at that time, but he rarely knew its name.

But now, he has remembered.

The other side flower.

The other shore flower growing on Huangquan Road.So, he also knew the name of that place, Dream of the Underworld.

Forget Chuanhe, the ferryman, who has no means of crossing and forgets to return to his soul.Naihe bridge, Mengpo soup, relatives and friends are passers-by from now on.People who can come out of the dream of the underworld are either dead or living dead.

However, Huamanlou is neither a dead person nor a living dead person.

Lu Xiaofeng pinched the withered flower in his hand, the dark red petals were like dried blood, so dry that there was no trace of life, the remaining fragrance of the flower had disappeared to Lu Xiaofeng.

Perhaps no one in the world can smell its once seductive and enchanting fragrance except Huamanlou.

Hua Manlou stood there, smiling calmly.After Lu Xiaofeng found out about the Forbidden Summit, Hua Manlou kept a big secret in his heart.

This secret must have something to do with what happened to Huamanlou on the way to the capital.

Lu Xiaofeng suddenly didn't want to go to Dream of the Underworld anymore, even if there were 130 lives on his heart, even if one day he would leave this world with regret and remorse, now he doesn't want to go to that place again.

He wanted to get far away from here, from that place that would turn people into dead and living dead.Because he thought that if he left, Hua Manlou would leave too.

But Hua Manlou was standing there. His figure looked very thin. His simple single clothes were struggling and fluttering in the cold night wind, but his expression was calm and peaceful. His thin figure was as firm as a rock. Stand where you are.

He has come out of obscurity.Hua Manlou is a kind person, but also a very strong person. This kind of strength is not only because of his high-strength martial arts, but also because of his heart.No matter what he has experienced and what setbacks he has suffered, now he has regained his calm and calm.Just like the radiant smile on his face.

He seemed to have guessed what Lu Xiaofeng was thinking, and said with a smile: "Since I have not become a dead person, nor have I become a living dead person who has never recognized relatives and friends. I will never become like that again. Lu Xiaofeng, you always came to me for help in the past. Now I want your help, can you help?"

Lu Xiaofeng shook his head bitterly, and sighed, "Help."

He knew that just as he knew Huamanlou, Huamanlou also knew him, and understood the 130 two lives that weighed on his heart.He has no way to stop Huamanlou.

The only thing he wants to know now, what he can know, is why Hua Manlou went to that place and what happened.

"I killed someone." Hua Manlou said quietly, his voice was calm, and his expression was also calm, but what he said surprised both Lu Xiaofeng and Sikong Zaixing, "A very cute little girl , she was less than ten years old, and by the time I realized it, she was already dead, by my hands."

Killing people is a very common thing for people in the Jianghu.Even for Lu Xiaofeng who hates murder, it won't have much impact, at most it will be sad for a while, and guilt for a while.However, Huamanlou——

A little girl less than ten years old?

Suddenly, boundless anger welled up in Lu Xiaofeng's heart, he could imagine how much and how hard this incident hit Huamanlou.

The night wind is bleak.

Perhaps because of the rain, the air is very humid.The small town was completely silent, a few barking dogs came suddenly, and then disappeared quickly.Copper oil lamps glowed faintly.

"Aware?" Sikong Zhaixing seemed to be thinking about this word all the time, as if he wanted to find a reason to comfort his friend from this word, "Maybe you didn't kill it?"

Hua Manlou turned his face slightly, his expression in the darkness could not be seen by the faint light, his voice sounded calm now, "No, I killed it. I stabbed the knife in, and it was mine. I I could feel the heat of the child's blood splashing on my hands and face, and hear her dying gasps. She slowly became cold in my arms. She was going to give me flowers, she said the yard The flowers in the garden are not beautiful, but the ones on the hillside are beautiful. When she died, she held the flower in her hand, which she picked from the hillside. She said she wanted to show me the really beautiful flowers."

Hua Manlou's voice was so calm, but Lu Xiaofeng's heart was trembling.Sikong Zhaixing couldn't help standing up, pressed Huamanlou's shoulder worriedly, and shouted: "Huamanlou!"

Hua Manlou fell silent, then suddenly smiled and said, "I'm fine."

Lu Xiaofeng also stood up, as if he couldn't sit still any longer, he walked to the window impatiently, looked at the dark night outside, and poured down the wine one mouthful at a time, as if he wanted to suppress something, almost the whole jug of wine was gone After pouring it down like this, he asked depressedly, "What kind of flower is that?"

Hua Manlou was silent for a while, and said slowly: "A small wild flower exuding the fragrance of wild grass."

All three did not speak.

After a long time, Huamanlou said: "People are born with good and evil, and there may be only a thin line between good and evil. Someone drew a hole in my heart. He wanted to know whether Huamanlou, who was stained with the blood of innocent children, was still alive. Flowers are all over the building. Can goodness with black stains still exist flawlessly. He keeps asking me, can I smell the blood of the girl in my hand, can I still hear the sound of snowflakes falling on the roof? Can I feel The wonderful vitality when the flower buds slowly open in the spring breeze? Do you know that in the autumn wind, there is often a kind of fragrance of leaves from the distant mountains..."

Lu Xiaofeng tightly squeezed the wine glass in his hand.

Hua Manlou turned his head slowly, but his apparently out-of-focus eyes seemed to meet Lu Xiaofeng's deep and angry gaze, and he said word by word: "Lu Xiaofeng, Dream of the Underworld is such a place. Shi Xiuxue died in There, Sun Xiuqing, her senior sister who lived with her day and night, killed her."

The window was not open and the door was closed tightly, but Sikong Zhaixing seemed to feel the cold and damp wind blowing into his bones, he shivered suddenly, and murmured: "Dead people, who have no money and forget to return." Hun... living dead? From now on, relatives and friends are passers-by?" He jumped up violently, scratching his hair and said, "What the hell is that place? And... him? Huamanlou, who is he?"

Hua Manlou was silent for a while, then shook his head and said, "I don't know who he is."

Lu Xiaofeng suddenly said: "Is he the person you were waiting for that night?"

Huamanlou nodded, and said slowly: "Yes, I want to tell him that Huamanlou is still Huamanlou. He has neither become a dead person nor a mad living dead. I can still hear snowflakes falling on the From the sound on the roof, one can feel the wonderful vitality of the flower buds slowly opening in the spring breeze, and know that the autumn wind often carries the fragrance of leaves from the distant mountains. The door of Baihualou is still open all the time That’s right, I welcome any kind of people there. Even if Tan Ni finds two or three kanhua to visit the door, it’s the same.”

The smile on his face was relaxed and cheerful, even in this cold and humid night, it exuded a dazzling but peaceful radiance.That smile is like a warm current in winter, bringing warmth to the room.

Lu Xiaofeng suddenly laughed too, as if most of the haze in his heart had been dispelled at once.Although he knew that Huamanlou still had some things to say, such as why he killed the little girl, what caused Huamanlou to make such a mistake, why he used a knife, and where did the Huamanlou knife, which has always been unarmed, come from.But these are not important now, the important thing is that Huamanlou has really let go.

Sikong Zhaixing let out a long breath, and said with relief: "Hua Manlou, you really should be smiling. Then I don't have to worry about you accidentally stabbing yourself to death."

Hua Manlou smiled and said, "Of course I won't stab myself to death. But you have to be careful, when you get to Dream of the Underworld, maybe I will stab you with a knife."

Sikong Zhaixing jumped up in shock, and shouted: "No way? Hey, Lu Xiaofeng, let's not go to that ghostly place."

Lu Xiaofeng tossed the empty jug into the air and said, "We must go."

Hua Manlou nodded and said with a smile, "We must go."

Sikong Zhaixing rolled his eyes, moved his body towards the door, and said hesitantly, "Then I..."

Before he finished speaking, Lu Xiaofeng grabbed him by the collar.

"You have to go too!" The heartless Lu Xiaoji "cut his mouth straight".

Sikong Zhaixing instantly looked like an eggplant beaten by frost, and he responded listlessly.

A man was walking on the streets of the small town, wearing a white robe, a white veiled cap, and slender white toes wrapped in wooden clogs. Every step was even and silent. There were a string of golden bells hanging on each ankle and wrist, but there was no sound at all. Don't smell the crisp ringing of bells.

This is a girl dressed as a Fusang, with a Fusang Japanese sword hanging on her waist.

But what she spoke was authentic Daming capital dialect.

"Two buns."

The clear and pleasant voice is calm and waveless.A slender white hand handed out a copper plate, and took two buns.

The veil was put down, and the face and the bitten bun were blocked in it, which disappointed the people who tried to find out.

No one would have guessed that a very serious question was being considered in the expressionless and stunning head under the hood.

Do you want to kick Ximen Chuuxue?

Are there any men in the world who leave their girlfriends and run away?

have!Ximen Fuxue!

Is there a man in the world who leaves his girlfriend behind and runs away without saying hello?

have!Ximen Fuxue!

Qin Ni and Ximen Chuixue galloped all the way, and they were about to reach the destination town.Tan Ni made a mistake, and Ximen Chuuxue in front disappeared.

She would never suspect that he was caught or something.

This situation is the same as the first time she went to Wanmei Mountain Villa with Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou... In the dusk, Ximen Chuuxue suddenly disappeared into the west wind... disappeared into the west wind...

At the entrance of the town, Tan Ni was the only one left, standing there stupidly, blowing the west wind...