[Liao Zhai + Lu Xiaofeng] Gossip in Jianghu

It was already sunset when the two arrived in the city.

The tall buildings in the capital are sprinkled with a layer of gold, making them look even more magnificent.If the south of the Yangtze River is rich, this place is prosperous. Under the emperor, the passers-by on the road are faintly extraordinary.

"Lu Xiaoji, where are we going?" Baolan couldn't help asking as the carriage drove slowly on the street.

"It's getting dark, of course we have to find an inn to stay." Lu Xiaofeng said lazily.

"Is that the inn?" Baolan pointed to the crowded Yongle Inn in front.

Lu Xiaofeng stroked his beard thoughtfully, "I never thought that this place would become so lively after a while."

A group of black-clothed Jianghu men are stationed outside the inn, and there must be some kind of Jianghu dispute inside.Lu Xiaofeng looked inside curiously, but saw a familiar white figure.

"Ximen Chuixue!"

Baolan asked curiously, "Do you know the person inside?"

Lu Xiaofeng smiled, "Not only do I know each other, he is my friend."

Baolan also looked in, "Did your friend offend someone? There are so many people around him."

"My friend has been in Wanmei Mountain Villa all year round. Basically, there is only one thing that can make him go down the mountain on his own initiative."

"What's the matter?" Baolan asked involuntarily.

Lu Xiaofeng said slowly: "Kill."

"So it's not surprising that he was besieged."

"Indeed."

"Your friend must have high martial arts?" Baolan murmured.

Lu Xiaofeng nodded, "Ximen Chuuxue learned swordsmanship at the age of seven, has achieved success in seven years, and has never met an opponent."

"So your friend definitely doesn't need your help, let's go first." Baolan tugged at Lu Xiaofeng's sleeve, she is not a nosy person.

But Lu Xiaofeng is a nosy person.

He simply squeezed in from the crowd.Baolan had no choice but to follow closely behind.

"Ximen Chuuxue, you killed my father, you have to explain it to me, right?" The person who spoke was a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes.This young man was none other than Wang Tiezhu, the son of the swordsmith Wang Tietian who died suddenly last night.

"Don't spout blood, my master didn't kill Wang Tietian." Behind Ximen Chuixue, a girl in red, about seven or eight years old, shouted with puffed cheeks and stomping her feet.

"Last night I clearly saw Ximen Chuuxue flying over the roof of my house. As soon as he left, my father was killed. Was it him or who? I have hired so many martial arts masters to protect my father recently, and the house is full of water. Good lightness kung fu To the place where no one comes and goes, there are not many people in this world, who else is not you, Ximen Chuuxue?" Wang Tiezhu said bitterly.

"It's not me." Ximen Chuuxue sipped a cup of tea and said coldly.

Wang Tiezhu wanted to say something, but was interrupted abruptly by Lu Xiaofeng.

"Don't waste your time, Ximen Chuuxue didn't kill him."

"Lu Xiaofeng!" In this capital, the four-browed Lu Xiaofeng is quite well-known.

"If Ximen Chuuxue really killed him, do you think it is necessary for him to deny it? If you call a hundred more people, you won't be able to get close to him at all." Lu Xiaofeng ruthlessly broke the stalemate.

"But..." Although Wang Tiezhu also knew this truth, he was still a little unwilling.

Lu Xiaofeng patted him on the shoulder, "Don't worry, your father passed away suddenly, I know you are sad and angry, add your father's case, there have been six similar cases recently, I think since you have searched for experts to protect your father , Naturally, I have already been alerted, but it is a pity that the murderer has not been stopped from committing the crime. You go back first, I am also investigating this series of cases, and I will go to your house tomorrow morning."

Originally Wang Tiezhu came to Ximen Chuuxue for revenge on impulse, but now that he thinks about it, he realizes that his behavior was too reckless. Regardless of whether Ximen Chuuxue was the murderer, what he did would be harmful and useless. Fortunately, Lu Xiaofeng relieved him. Naturally, he led the crowd away.

"Ximen Chuuxue, long time no see, when did you take in a little apprentice? It's so cute!" Lu Xiaofeng pinched the girl's fleshy face, thinking it was very interesting.

Angrily, the girl broke free from Lu Xiaofeng's hands, and hid behind Ximen Chuuxue.

"Her name is Shen Qianqian, and she is Shen Wen's granddaughter."

"You're talking about that master swordsmith, Shen Wen?"

Ximen Chuuxue didn't deny it.

Lu Xiaofeng asked curiously, "What's the relationship between you and Shen Wen?"

"The swords of my family have been forged by the Shen family for generations. Some time ago, I went to the Shen family to find Shen Wen to repair my long sword, but unexpectedly found that the whole family of the Shen family was slaughtered, and only this girl was left." Ximen Chuuxue said lightly, It's as if a massacre is just an ordinary thing.

Lu Xiaofeng immediately became interested, "Then have you ever seen the murderer?"

"His whole body was wrapped in sackcloth, and he couldn't see his body shape at all. I fought him a few times, and he was stabbed by me and escaped."

Lu Xiaofeng was stunned, he had never heard of being able to escape under the Ximen Chuuxue Sword.

"Did he disappear out of thin air?" At this time, Baolan couldn't help asking.

Ximen Chuuxue glanced at Baolan with an indifferent expression and did not respond.

Lu Xiaofeng smiled, took Baolan's arm and introduced: "This is my friend Daoist Baolan, we are also looking for this murderer recently."

Only then did Ximen Chuuxue nodded, "No matter what strange skills he has, I will kill him."

Lu Xiaofeng knew that if he told Ximen Chuuxue that the murderer might be a monster, he would be deeply despised, so he consciously kept his mouth shut.Changing the subject, he teased: "However, what I'm more curious about now is that you would accept such a young child as your apprentice."

Ximen Chuuxue glanced at him, "I have already started practicing swordsmanship at the age of seven." The implication is that it is not too young to learn swordsmanship at this age.

Lu Xiaofeng looked at Shen Qianqian carefully, and saw that she was pink and tender, with big eyes and a round head, which was quite cute, but other than that, there was nothing special about her. So I couldn't help asking: "Is there anything special about her?" It was really a jaw-dropping thing for the indifferent sword god to be accepted as an apprentice.

"She is very talented. She can learn a lot from the sword I dance with just once. If I practice my inner strength well, I will probably surpass me in the way of swordsmanship in the future."

Lu Xiaofeng's jaw almost dropped in shock.No wonder Ximen Chuuxue, who never accepted apprentices, would make an exception for her. It is rare for such a martial arts wizard to come out in hundreds of years.

When Ximen Chuuxue and the others left, Lu Xiaofeng hadn't recovered from the state of surprise.

"Hey! Lu Xiaoji, are you listening to me?" Baolan waved in front of his eyes.

Lu Xiaofeng pulled himself together, "What did you just say?"

Baolan paused word by word: "I just accidentally discovered that Shen Qianqian from the demon mirror on my chest..."

"what happened?"

"She might be—a demon."

Lu Xiaofeng rubbed his temples, he felt that he needed to be alone for a while, the shock he received today was too great.

After a while, Lu Xiaofeng asked: "Are you sure you can see clearly, what kind of monster is she?"

Baolan looked distressed, "When she passed in front of me just now, the mirror on my chest trembled slightly. I glanced into the mirror and saw a black mass. Although I couldn't be sure what she was, I could tell Make sure she's not human."

Ximen Chuuxue's lover turned out to be a demon, Lu Xiaofeng felt that the matter became more and more difficult.

On the other side, Ximen Chuuxue found that Shen Qianqian practiced sword very absent-mindedly.

"Single-mindedness is the most important thing in swordsmanship. I will punish you to practice this set of swordsmanship a hundred times before you can eat." After speaking, Ximen Chuuxue turned and went back to the room.

With a bitter face, Shen Qianqian struggled to wield the long sword as high as her neck with her chubby hands.

"Which family is so wicked and abuses children..." Passing tenants sighed sympathetically.

Shen Qianqian didn't notice the gazes of the passers-by at all, because she was still struggling with another matter in her heart. She saw clearly just now that the little Taoist priest's chest was indeed a demon mirror. If they found out about her Without her true identity, she would no longer be able to stay by Master's side.

Thinking of this, her eyes suddenly turned cold.