[Comprehensive] Looking to the End of the World

Chapter 1, The Legend of Lu Xiaofeng I

Lost the building in the fog, the moon is lost in the sky, and Taoyuan can't be found.

Jiangnan is always rainy.

Misty rain, like a layer of mist, envelops the green hills in the distance, the charming West Lake, and the willows on the shore.

The misty and rainy Jiangnan is like an ink painting scroll written by literati.It has the meticulousness of fine brushwork and the freehand brushwork of splashed ink.This famous painting, which has been handed down from generation to generation, has attracted generation after generation of poets and inkmen to sing and sing for her, fascinated by her.

The night in early spring is chilly.At this time, the street by the West Lake has long lost the hustle and bustle of the daytime. The vendors on the side of the road closed their stalls and went home early, leaving only sparse luggage, and the shops on the side of the road only left a single lamp at the door to guide Passers-by returning home late.

The rainy night is so dark, so dark, all the buildings are blurred into a black shadow, like terrifying giant beasts, quietly dormant in the darkness.Even the lights that guide passers-by have become the eyes of giant beasts, making people frightened.

But at the end of the road, there is an exquisite small building.There is nothing special, the same black, the same dark, but it gives people warmth and comfort, probably because of the flowers all over the building!

Although there are two lamps hanging on the small building and the door is not closed, it is not an inn.It was an ordinary small building, but because of an unusual owner, the small building became unusual.

"Huamanlou, doesn't your small building close at night?" It was a young man who spoke, he had a friendly baby face, and he always had a smile on his face.But the strange thing is that he has two beards that are exactly the same as his eyebrows.

It turned out that this was Lu Xiaofeng, the Lu Xiaofeng with four eyebrows, the Lu Xiaofeng who was famous all over the world.

"Of course, my small building will not be closed at any time. Anyone can come in." This is the owner of the small building. You can tell from the voice that he must be a gentle and modest gentleman.Indeed, his face was like a crown of jade, his eyebrows were like a knife, and there was a slight smile on his mouth.Such a handsome young man not only has extraordinary looks, but also has high martial arts skills, and his family background is even more extraordinary. He is the seventh son of Hua Ruling, the richest man in the south of the Yangtze River.But people who know him, even if they don't say it, will sigh in their hearts: It's a pity that he is blind!

"Hua Man Lou is indeed Hua Man Lou!" Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Man Lou were friends. When they first met, he also sighed, but later, he often wondered if this friend was blind.Maybe God loves him too, and in order to make up for his lost light, he has been given many extraordinary talents.

Hua ManLou picked up the white porcelain jug, and brought Lu XiaoFeng a cup of white wine.Exactly one glass, no more, no less, not a drop of wine.

"Good wine, good wine." Lu Xiaofeng picked up the wine glass, put it on his nose and sniffed lightly, intoxicated by the aroma of the wine.

"Huamanlou, you always have good wine here." Lu Xiaofeng drank it in one gulp, "With a close friend by your side and good wine in hand, it should be clear."

Lu Xiaofeng poured himself a cup, and drank it in another gulp.

Hundred Flower Brewing is naturally brewed from Hundred Flowers.There are a hundred flowers blooming in the small building all year round, so there is no shortage of wine-making materials.

Although Hua Manlou likes to make wine, he is not good at wine. He didn't drink after glass like Lu Xiaofeng, a drunkard, and finally poured directly from the jar.He just likes to have a drink and savor the taste of the wine.

These two people are about the same age, they met in the rivers and lakes, and they were congenial, so naturally there were countless topics and endless words to talk about.When Lu Xiaofeng was drunk, Huamanlou was still awake. After he carried Lu Xiaofeng back to the guest room, just as he was about to go back to the room, he found that there seemed to be a guest in the small building.

There must always be one of the two to stay awake, he must always protect the safety of his friends, this is his small building, as the host, naturally he must entertain the guests well.

It is secluded and misty, like orchids in an empty valley, and like pine waves in a forest.To recognize a beauty by smelling its fragrance, even though Hua Manlou is a modest gentleman, she also knows that the person who comes must be a beauty.Although Huamanlou couldn't see, his vision was very accurate.The visitor is indeed a beauty, a peerless beauty.

"The girl came to visit late at night, what's the problem?" Hua Manlou is a gentleman, even in the dark, he still has a heart for the light.He felt that this girl must have encountered difficulties, which made her appear in his small building on such a rainy night.It is true that there are many girls with strong martial arts in the Jianghu, but no matter how strong the martial arts are, they will not like to go out on such a rainy night.

"Master, excuse me. I just see that the door is still open here, and I want to avoid the rain." The woman was wearing a snow green dress, with a purple cloak loosely on her arm, and a lying harp in her hand. There was no rain on the musical instruments, only the corners of the clothes were slightly cold.

Although Huamanlou is not a prodigal son like Lu Xiaofeng, she has seen many beauties.But the voices of all the beauties added up are not as pleasant as this girl's voice.The ancients said that the lingering sound lingers on the beam for three days without a break. Huamanlou used to think that this should be an exaggerated rhetorical technique. It was not until today that he realized that the wonderful sound that he heard had a long aftertaste, and it was indeed lingering for three days!

"It's okay, my small building was originally designed to open the door for the inconvenient." Huamanlou smiled and shook his head, "My name is Huamanlou, and I am the owner of this place. If the girl is willing, there is a clean room upstairs." The guest room, you can rest here."

"Mr. Hua, thank you. My name is Liu Mengli." Liu Mengli slightly sized up the young man in brocade clothes standing in front of the hall, watching his words and deeds, thinking that he should be a moral gentleman, but he should not be able to see it.

Although Hua Manlou behaved like a normal person, even under the dim candlelight, Liu Mengli could clearly see the young man's expressionless eyes.

But she didn't say much, as if everyone was like this and took it for granted.Do you feel sorry for someone else having two ears?Won't.Then, Liu Mengli would not feel sorry for Hua Manlou's blindness.

"Miss Liu, please follow me." Hua Manlou raised the candlestick and led Liu Mengli to the second floor. "There are two guest rooms upstairs. My friend lives in one, and you can only live in the other one."

Huamanlou tactfully told Liu Mengli that there was another guest in the small building, so as not to be shocked when they met tomorrow.

"Thank you, Young Master Hua." This sentence Liu Mengli said sincerely.After saying goodbye to the master, she walked slowly to the table and sat down quietly.

The voices of Tianhe and Lingsha still seemed to linger in my ears, and the wind from Juanyuntai seemed to have just brushed past my face.How come in the blink of an eye, from Kunlun in the Western Regions to this misty and rainy south of the Yangtze River.

Is it a dream?Is it an illusion?Or...she doesn't know.

This world is so mysterious.When she was at Shouyang's house in the old days, she never thought that there would really be immortal cultivators and monsters in the world.Later, when she was studying art in Qionghua, she never thought that she would not be a human, but a...

Now, she suddenly appeared in the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, and there seemed to be nothing surprising.The chances of life are unpredictable and the world is impermanent~

I just don't know if the parents in Shouyang's family are safe, if the mother in the demon world is still there, if Ziying is still in Qionghua, and... Tianhe and Lingsha...

Liu Mengli put the harp in her arms on the table, and lit a single lamp for herself.

The playboy I met just now and the guests in the next room should all be martial arts practitioners.In fact, the practice of martial arts and the art of cultivating immortals lead to the same goal through different routes.A martial artist can only be considered to have set foot on the martial way after breaking through his innate ability, and an immortal cultivator can only be considered to have set foot on the immortal way after he has established a foundation.It's just that one is to cultivate oneself internally, and the other is to absorb the spiritual energy between heaven and earth to cultivate oneself.

Liu Mengli is the young master of the Nightmare Clan, the king of demons, born a demon fairy, her strength is self-evident.It seems that there have never been any innate warriors or immortals here, and the aura in the air is stronger than that of Qionghua.

Perhaps, the immortal cultivators are really the great thieves in the world, they steal the spiritual energy to support themselves, and so on and on, the spiritual energy in the heaven and the earth must be exhausted one day.

Liu Mengli folded the outer robe and put it aside.Sitting cross-legged on the bed, he meditated quietly.They come, the security.And if you want to find the way back, it must be difficult and dangerous, but you can't go wrong if you strengthen your own strength.

When she first entered Qionghua, she practiced Qionghua's superior exercises, and after she untied the seal, she accepted the inherited memory, and naturally switched to the cultivation methods of the Yaozu.The aura here is rich, and the practice is twice the result with half the effort.This sitting is one night.

Huamanlou got up early as usual, he used to get up early to practice martial arts, and then water the flowers.

But today is different from the past, there are two more people in his small building, one is his good friend Lu Xiaofeng, and the other is the girl who stayed overnight last night.

The room in Huamanlou is actually not far from the guest room. After all, this is a small building, a small wooden building.Therefore, when Huamanlou opened the door, Liu Mengli also stopped practicing, put on her outer robe, straightened her skirt, put away the harp, and walked out of the door.

"Good morning, Miss Liu." Naturally, Hua Manlou couldn't hide this movement, and he waited for Liu Mengli to walk into the corridor before greeting her.

"Morning, Young Master Hua. Thank you for your hospitality." Liu Mengli thanked Hua Manlou again.

"Miss Liu, you're welcome. Everyone will be inconvenient, and I'm just doing my best." Hua Manlou was in a good mood, in fact, since meeting Liu Mengli last night, he was in a good mood.Although he couldn't see it, he felt that Liu Mengli should be a lady, gentle and pleasant, because he felt a peaceful atmosphere in her.I just don't know how such a girl ended up in the world?

Huamanlou is in a good mood today, in fact, it has been good since last night.Isn't it a joy to be able to help others?

"My family will bring breakfast later, and there is still hot water for washing in the kitchen, but I have to trouble Ms. Liu to pick it up." Hua Manlou was a little embarrassed.There are no servants in the small building, Hua Manlou moved here from home to live alone, he wants to take care of himself.But even if they are normal people, there are not many young masters who know how to cook.Therefore, the kitchen in the small building is basically useless except for heating hot water.

"Young Master, I'm here." Although Liu Mengli didn't need to wash up, she had cleansing skills.However, I don't know the specific situation here. If she goes to the countryside to do as the Romans do, she will naturally not be a maverick.

The author has something to say: I'm desperate for double opening, I don't know if I can hold on~~ Favorite collection~~