Sword God is hard to catch

The sky is cloudy, the morning sun has not yet risen, and the soft grass is soaked in the morning dew.

Rest at sunset and work at sunrise.Lu Xiaofeng stepped into the inn through the morning mist, he had already been running around all night, and his tiredness crept from his body to his heart.

He thought a lot, and there were a lot of mysteries in his heart, some of which hadn't been solved yet, but the part that was solved was enough to make him tired, and it was hard for him to believe his own judgment.He spent a whole night overturning his conclusion, but he felt more and more that only this kind of answer could explain all his doubts.

But the problem is that the answer itself is simply impossible.

There is no such thing in the world.

Lu Xiaofeng solved many cases, each of which was very troublesome, some were dangerous, and some were too cunning and cumbersome.

But none were as incredible, as unbelievable, or as… tricky as this one.

Pushing open the door of the inn, Lu Xiaofeng saw Huamanlou.

Hua ManLou was sitting quietly near the window, it was not yet dawn, so he couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, but Lu XiaoFeng's lonely and wandering heart seemed to have found a warm home, warm and solid.

Lu Xiaofeng suddenly felt that the world was very strange, and the people were also very strange.Some people always have a unique charm. Ximen Chuuxue is like the ice and snow on the cold mountain in early winter, always so clean and cold, but the flowers are like the warm sun in spring. No matter how cloudy the thunderstorm is, seeing him is like the clouds The fog parted and the sun rose.Regardless of sorrow or joy, Sikong Zhaixing makes people happy and joyful.Tan Ni doesn't seem to be strong and persistent, but it often makes people feel that she stands there, and nothing can shake her principles and bottom line.

"Lu Xiaofeng?" It was Hua Manlou who spoke first, he turned his head and "looked" at the door, if he didn't know the details, no one would be able to tell from this action that he was actually blind.

Lu Xiaofeng exhaled a long breath, walked in, sat opposite Huamanlou, and said, "I'm thinking about all kinds of life."

Hua Manlou smiled slightly and said, "Is there any conclusion?"

Lu Xiaofeng lazily poured a cup of tea, drank it, and said, "Maybe."

Huamanlou said, "Maybe?"

Lu Xiaofeng put down his teacup, sighed, "Maybe not."

Hua Manlou shook his head with a smile, and slowly said: "The world is impermanent, and people's hearts are inherently unpredictable."

Lu Xiaofeng nodded and said: "Indeed. It's just like it's hard for me to understand that those people can abandon a free life for the sake of money and prosperity. It must be hard for them to understand how a poor man like me can run around so happily, and you The Seventh Young Master doesn't go to enjoy the fine clothes and fine food, but wears ordinary plain clothes and lives alone in the small building."

Hua Manlou smiled and said, "Hearing you say that, I feel like a fool."

Lu Xiaofeng also smiled and said, "It was originally."

Hua Manlou shook his head and said with a smile, "There are enough smart people in the world, but there will always be a few fools."

Lu Xiaofeng nodded, stood up from the chair, looked out through the window, still holding his teacup in his hand, took a sip of tea, and suddenly said slowly: "But we are all just little fools, compared to those real fools , it’s really not enough to watch.”

Hua Manlou turned his head slightly, and said, "Even we are just little fools, what kind of big fools should we be?"

Lu Xiaofeng turned around suddenly, and asked: "Does it count as wandering around the rivers and lakes instead of sitting on a good dragon chair?"

Hua Manlou paused, nodded and said, "Forget it."

Lu Xiaofeng said again: "If you don't want the power of the government and the public, just throw it away, does it count?"

Huamanlou said: "Forget it."

Lu Xiaofeng said again: "It is famous all over the world, and all the people return to their hearts, but they drift away and hide in the wilderness, does that count?"

Hua Manlou said: "Forget it." He thought for a while, and slowly said, "I seem to have guessed who you are talking about. It's just..." Hua Manlou tilted his head in doubt, "Why?"

Lu Xiaofeng let out a long sigh, slumped on the chair lazily, covered his eyes with his hands, and muttered dejectedly: "Yeah, why? I don't know why, but this is the only explanation I can give."

"The only explanation?" Hua Manlou fell into deep thought.

Lu Xiaofeng said a little irritably: "Yes, the only explanation. However, the answer itself is simply impossible."

Hua Manlou took a sip of tea and said, "I suddenly remembered a word."

Lu Xiaofeng sat up straight and asked, "What are you talking about?"

Hua Manlou said slowly: "Except for all the impossible facts, what remains, no matter how unbelievable, is the truth. Tan Ni said."

Lu Xiaofeng opened his eyes wide, his eyes were very bright, like two bright lights suddenly lit in the darkness, but he muttered in his mouth, as if he was repeating this sentence.

The mist dissipated, and the sun rose from the east, dispelling the gray and white haze.

The sky was as clear as wash.

Lu Xiaofeng suddenly let out a long sigh, as if he let out the stuffy breath in his chest.

He stood up, went to the window, and pushed it open.

Pale golden morning light leaked in from the window.It shines on his body, the ground, the table legs, and the corners of his clothes full of flowers.

It is always long before dawn, but always very fast when the sun rises.

Lu Xiaofeng suddenly seemed to be muttering again: "But I still don't understand...why?"

Although it was the same three words "why", Hua Manlou knew that this was a question he could not answer because he had the same question.

Hua Manlou said: "Tan Ni said that there is always a motive for crime. It may be to seek money, or to seize power, or to seek revenge. There is always a reason."

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Yes, there is always a reason. But, what is it? Shangguan Feiyan and Jin Jiuling are for wealth, Nan Wang Shizi and Taiping Wang Shizi are for power, so this time, this person is for the sake of money." What? Money? He has. Power? Easy to get. Seeking revenge? Not to mention impossible. What would it be for?"

Hua Manlou suddenly turned his head and said, "Where's Ye Gucheng?"

Lu Xiaofeng turned around suddenly, "Yes, where is Ye Gucheng? What is he doing for?"

The morning sun has risen, but the morning dew has not dissipated.

The green grass is still wet.

Ximen Chuuxue was like a white shadow, galloping across the soft grass, his face was cold and perplexed.

He didn't understand why the man didn't stop.Not only didn't stop, but ran away.

This is the second time he has run away in front of him.

Ximen Chuuxue had chased and killed many people, but only this time made him very unhappy.Because he's chasing someone who shouldn't run away.

His face is getting colder and colder, but his steps are getting faster and faster.

Ye Gucheng knew that Ximen Chuuxue was right behind him.

This is the second time he has fled before him.

The sun had already risen, and the warm sunlight shone on the road, on the grass, in the mountains... and also shone on him.But he couldn't feel any warmth.

His whole body, including his heart, was icy cold.

Cold, lonely, hopeless.

Ye Gucheng likes speed, he likes to run freely.At sea, in Baiyun City, and at night when the moon is white and the wind is clear, he always likes to perform his lightness kung fu alone against the wind and fly under the moon.

But he wanted to stop now.

How much he wanted to stop, to stop and face the man behind him.

His feet are as heavy as lead, but why is his speed accelerating?

A sad smile suddenly appeared on Ye Gucheng's pale face.

Maybe his body is clearer than his heart. How can a person like him run freely under the moon?

The sun shines on the path, meandering into the distance.Ye Gucheng seemed to see a golden rope, firmly tied to his feet, tied to his body... and at the end of the rope, there was a person standing.

The man was looking at him quietly with a smile on his face.

The author has something to say: one or two more chapters and it's over.

Dad also left the hospital two days ago.

The original tone of this text is relaxed and bright. I have tried my best to find this feeling, but it is really difficult to write relaxed words when my heart is heavy.

My boyfriend said that I am not strong and can't stand things.But there are some things that can only be understood by personal experience.It has been more than a year now, and I often think of my mother crying in the bathroom and saying that if something happens to my father, she will not live alone.My heart trembles when I think of it.

Okay, let's not be wordy anymore.

Conclude tomorrow.