[Comprehensive Martial Arts] The system forced me to secondary school

At noon, the sun was like fire.

Lu Xiaofeng struggled to get up from the Wudang Clan's soft couch in the cloud room, barely supported his upper body, a sharp pain from his dantian made him dizzy, his throat itched, he spurted out a big mouthful of blood, and fell softly from the slump slide down.

The door creaked, and Hua Manlou came in with a bowl of medicine in his hand. Seeing Lu Xiaofeng lying on the ground, he put the medicine aside casually, walked over quickly to help him up: "How is it?"

"I'm afraid I'll have to stay in Wudang for a while longer." Lu Xiaofeng smiled wryly, stood up while supporting Hua Manlou's hand, gritted his teeth, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, dripping down his cheeks, his lips were white and gray, and he was still trembling faintly. He didn't care about these, and said shortly, "Where's Lin Mo?"

Hua Manlou's face remained unchanged, but his arms became stiff. He hesitated and said, "She was by your side to take care of you when you were unconscious. After Ximen Chuixue left, she also left with her."

This is a very thought-provoking sentence, Lu Xiaofeng understood it, and a lonely smile suddenly appeared on his pale face: "They are together, I know." , A bell rang through the sky, this is the bell that will only be rung for the succession ceremony of the head.

"The head of Wudang is Taoist Mu, right?"

Hua Manlou said: "He is the person with the most senior experience in Wudang, he should be the head of the sect both emotionally and logically." While talking, he helped Lu Xiaofeng lie down slowly, and brought him the medicine to drink: "You doubt that Mu Taoists are the real veterans."

"It's not doubt, it's affirmation." After drinking the concoction, Lu Xiaofeng's painful facial features were all pulled together, and he lay flat on the bed, and heaved a long sigh of relief: "What's the use of affirmation, I have no proof, the participation in the Tianlei operation Those who have been killed have all been silenced, and no one in this world can reveal his true face... This prescription must be written by Ximen, is there any water?"

Hua Manlou poured him a cup of hot tea, and sighed slightly: "You have done your best, you heal your injury first, and let go of other things first, at least here, he dare not attack you."

"Yes, what else can I do now?"

The dantian heavy hammer is no small matter. Lu Xiaofeng lay down in Wudang for more than half a year, and Huamanlou also stayed with him for more than half a year. Responding to this news, Lu Xiaofeng told him with a smile: "Lin Mo is not dead, she just went home. In Wudang Mountain, she said goodbye to me."

Lin Mo has been thinking about going home. This news of death is a good thing for her, but there is one person who is destined to be sad.

Lu Xiaofeng went to look for Ximen Chuuxue with a jar of spirits, it was already dark when he arrived at Wanmei Villa, according to the rules he would never be allowed to enter Wanmei Villa, but Lu Xiaofeng was Lu Xiaofeng after all, he tied the wine jar with a rope Tie it around your waist, and use lightness kung fu to climb over the wall and enter without a sound.

The moonlight entered the water, illuminating a gravel path, the path was dark, and there was an intermittent sound of zither at the end, it was the sound of zither that Lu Xiaofeng had never heard before.

Like mountain springs and torrents, like rivers flowing into the sea.

He walked over looking for the sound, the flower hall was brightly lit, and the shadow of Ximen Chuuxue was reflected on the window. He sat beside a musical instrument that looked like a table and played it attentively, almost forgetting himself.

Lu Xiaofeng got very close, but Ximen Chuuxue didn't notice it, even the frightening sword energy on his body disappeared.Lu Xiaofeng's fingers landed on the door frame, and the action of pushing the door was dull for a moment, then he knocked lightly a few times, and the sound of the piano stopped immediately.

It was quiet inside for a while, Ximen Chuixue said: "Lu Xiaofeng?"

The door opened without wind, Lu Xiaofeng had already taken down the jar of wine from his waist, and said with a smile, "How do you know it's me?"

"Only you dare to come to me at this time."

"Can I go in?"

"You're already in."

The wine was placed on the table in the flower hall, Lu Xiaofeng skillfully and naturally took out two wine bowls from the side cabinet, and sat down on the chair with dignity: "What kind of piano is this?"

"do not know."

Lu Xiaofeng's beard moved: "The one left by Lin Mo?"

Ximen Fuxue stood up: "If you're here to talk about her, then you can leave now."

"I don't talk about her, I just want to come to drink with you." Lu Xiaofeng raised his glass to Ximen Chuuxue, Ximen Chuuxue stood at the door with his back turned to him, from this point of view, this gesture was like toasting to invite the bright moon.

The moon in the sky is very round and very bright, without a single star around, the gorgeous and bright moon hangs high alone, Ximen Chuuxue suddenly turned around, and there was a smile on his face, but the smile was extremely cold, with an indescribable meaning The meaning of disregarding and sarcasm: "You think I was abandoned by her, so you came here to comfort me?"

Lu Xiaofeng said: "I don't mean that, I just feel it's a pity."

"pity?"

"It's extremely cold at high places."

Ximen Chuuxue walked over, sat down, poured wine, filled a bowl, and drank it all in one gulp.He had never drank alcohol like this before, especially if it was strong wine. After drinking a bowl, his pale face suddenly turned red."There's nothing wrong with that," he said.

Lu Xiaofeng didn't say anything, and didn't need to say anything, just poured the wine, and the two of them just drank the whole jug of wine one bowl at a time.

Ximen Chuuxue seldom drank alcohol. This was the first time he got drunk tonight, and his wine was also very good. After getting drunk, he quietly collapsed on the table, his eyes blurred, and he blew on the table.

Lu Xiaofeng drank a lot, but rarely got drunk. The quality of the wine was neither good nor bad. At least he was not crazy, he just threw himself on the piano and sang at the same time. He doesn't even know what he's singing.

"Do you have anything to ask of me?" Amidst the chaotic noise, Ximen Chuuxue suddenly asked.

Lu Xiaofeng was drunk and sleepy: "What?"

"It's best not to." Ximen Chuixue said: "I want to retreat."

Lu Xiaofeng said: "What does retreat mean?"

"It means seeing no one."

"Who doesn't see you?"

"Emperor and father are gone."

Lu Xiaofeng laughed and said, "What if someone broke in like me today?"

"Then he won't leave alive." Ximen Chuuxue stared at the piano and said word by word: "You too."

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Do you want to retreat and practice sword?"

"Is there anything else worth my retreat?"

Lu Xiaofeng stood up staggeringly, clapping his hands on his shoulder: "Very good, this is very good."

In the night, Lu Xiaofeng staggered away against the wind, looked back at the candle in the flower hall, and smiled slightly.

Ximen Chuuxue was never someone who needed to be comforted, so his trip was superfluous.

After coming out of Wanmei Villa, Lu Xiaofeng didn't worry about it anymore, he decided to go to sea to have a look.

When I was recuperating in Wudang, I heard that although Fusang Island is remote, there are extremely beautiful cherry blossoms. It is said that a person who was seriously ill and died soon recovered without any medicine after seeing the cherry blossoms dancing in the sky. After exhausting his whole life's research, his hometown, which is always snowed all the year round, also bloomed a miraculous cherry blossom in winter.

Of course, there are cruel kings, numb people, and unyielding warriors in the story, and the ending is also a tear-jerking and blood-fueled ending.

This legend is so beautiful, so dreamlike, that even if Lu Xiaofeng is not ill, he would really like to see the pink flowers dancing in the sky.

So he found a boat and drifted on the sea for several months, withstood the storm, the current and the undercurrent, and encountered pirates wandering in the sea several times, and finally found a fisherman who was killed by a pirate. Under the guidance of the leader, he landed on this island called Miracle on the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month.

Everything was silver and white, and the wind cut like a knife. Lu Xiaofeng rubbed his cold red hands while drinking at the house of his new fisherman friend. He spoke his not-so-fluent Fusang dialect and shared the beautiful and dreamy story with this friend.

He said seriously: "I want to see the miracle cherry blossoms that bloom in the cold winter."

Fisherman friend: "..."

Fisherman friend: "Hahahahahahahaha."

Lu Xiaofeng didn't believe in evil, he stayed in Fusang for two years, during the two years he went through the seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter, traveled all over the mountains and rivers of the island country, and finally came to a sudden understanding.

He was terribly deceived by the story.