windy cold

At night, Lu Wanfeng and the others came back from the welcome banquet, but they still didn't see Chi Xiaohan's shadow, and Xiao Wuhen's face was as cold as ice.

Lu Wanfeng felt a little apprehensive towards him from the bottom of his heart, although he couldn't explain the reason, he quietly moved closer to Qin Chuhan, and said in a coy tone, "It's said to be looking for Miss Ajili to compete with eagle shooting, it's dark today How come you haven't come back..."

Xiao Wuhen leaned against the door, lying quietly in his arms with a cold-blooded long knife, his head drooping slightly, and his long black curly hair scattered on his face, casting a dark and unclear shadow, "If you don't return at night, you must be punished."

Shrinking her body, as if she was talking about herself, Lu Wanfeng didn't dare to answer, she begged for help and tugged at the corner of Qin Chuhan's clothes, winking and telling him to send him away quickly, why are you still waiting in this room.

Coincidentally, the person who deserved to be punished just came back, and he seemed to be in a good mood. Just a few steps away from the courtyard, he was startled by the big black door god at the door and sprained his feet.

"What are you doing standing here?"

Xiao Wuhen got up, walked in front of him in two or three steps, his body was so straight that he had to lower his head to see Chi Xiaohan's face that was not as high as his chest, and his tone was rather displeased: "I'm only coming back after playing at this time, there are no rules , follow me to receive the punishment."

This posture really put a lot of pressure on Chi Xiaohan. He took a few steps back, and he pointed at himself in disbelief, "Punishment? I, Chi Ershao, can come back whenever I want, why do I still need to be punished? Who are you? "

He spoke boldly, but his leg kept moving back, Xiao Wuhen stopped talking, stepped forward and pulled him into the next room.

There was a burst of screams.

Lu Wanfeng burned a stick of incense in his heart for his friend, and then closed the door, and the soundproof spell was cast, and the world was instantly quiet.

He asked, "How is your discussion going?"

Qin Chuhan told about the events of the day, "There will be a festival in the desert in two days, and it is better to go ahead and hold it instead of closing the doors and doors at this time. Brother Xiao has already made a fragment of imitation as bait, and set up traps, pretending to be negligent. This opportunity draws out the thieves and brings them to justice."

This method sounds okay, but it's a pity that my identity is inconvenient to publicize, and I can't participate in the arrest by myself. "If it succeeds, I can also seek justice for my father and clear me of the crime."

Success or failure is here.

At that time, you will be able to end your escape life for nearly a year, take off the uncomfortable mask on your face, walk upright in the world, go back to Lu's house, kowtow three times in front of your father's spiritual tablet, and tell him that your child has avenged you .

Thinking of this, Lu Wanfeng's head became hot, and his breath was unsteady, and then he rubbed his brows, laughing secretly that he was not calm enough.

Quickly picking up his mood, Lu Wanfeng smiled and looked at Qin Chuhan: "The day after tomorrow, you will go to the streets with me to have a look?"

Qin Chuhan thought for a while, "Brother Xiao and I will be on duty every three quarters of the day after tomorrow. I'm afraid we won't be able to stay with you for a long time."

"It's okay, this is a festival for single men and women to find a spouse. You and I are just strolling around. It's good to be happy. The business is important, and I have to contribute."

"Alright, you must be careful. If something happens that night, immediately use the fireworks as a signal to notify the support. Don't take risks alone."

After the matter was settled, Lu Wanfeng walked to the side and sat down, playing with the blue ribbon he picked up in his hand, raised his head and smiled and said, "Do you still remember the town of Guifang where the two children of the four families went hunting together when they were young?" At that time, a girl in a family happened to be choosing a husband, and the hydrangea hit me on the head as I passed by," he said, and he opened his hand exaggeratedly, and threw it upwards. into your arms! Haha!"

The memories of when he was fourteen or fifteen years old were rediscovered, and the unrestrained publicity of his youth made him burst into laughter. Qin Chuhan lowered his eyes and smiled lowly, and sat on the pair of armchairs next to him after a few minutes, caressing his shoulders. Li Mengqin, who was lying down, rubbed her fingertips back and forth on the clear and red spar on the forehead of the piano: "I remember, I got into a lot of trouble later on."

Lu Wanfeng caught a glimpse of the resin stone on the piano and laughed, "Do you still have this?"

Qin Chuhan nodded: "Yes."

Lu Wanfeng turned to look at him with his chin on his side, his eyebrows turned into crescents, "If you want to tell me that you caught the hydrangea ball I threw, it means that you have agreed to my marriage, but you want to marry me."

Qin Chuhan paused, raised his eyes to look at him, met his eyes as clear as the moon, smiled helplessly, put down the silk handkerchief, pulled his hand that was pressed on the table and squeezed it, his tone pretended to be Rebuke: "So you had this thought at that time?"

"Did you know?" Lu Wanfeng asked back in shock, counting without shame, "That's right, that's the third time we met, the first time was at the Lu Family Competition, and the second time was at Kunlun , the third time is in Guifang Town, I fell in love with you at first sight."

Obviously feeling the hand that was holding him stiffen, Lu Wanfeng froze for a moment, let go of his chin and poked his handsome jaw, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Qin Chuhan's pupils shrank suddenly, and a complex expression appeared on his calm and composed face. Although it was fleeting, Lu Wanfeng still noticed it sharply.

"Every time you mention something about you and me in the past, you are a little weird."

"Just remembering some old things..."

"...No, you have something to hide from me," Lu Wanfeng pulled out his hand, and gently opened the distance between the two of them. His eyes met his deeply, looking at each other in their eyes, and finally asked, "You and I showed our hearts on Lianwu Peak that day, and Qiu Yu suddenly appeared. I heard you tell her that I am the person you have been looking for."

There were waves on Qin Chuhan's face, he opened his lips to speak, but held back his stomach forcefully.

Lu Wanfeng never moved his eyes. Seeing him like this, he felt even more puzzled. He simply asked, "I don't have any memories of before I was six years old. When I grow up, I always think of the first time you and I met in the Lu family. You clearly know me, right?"

The tone was not questioning, but waiting for an answer. Qin Chuhan did not dodge, but a crack appeared on his face that had been calm for many years, and his face turned slightly pale. He clenched his fists and raised his eyebrows. After thinking for a long time, he finally With drooping eyes, he said, "I really don't want you to remember, it's not a good memory."

Speaking of this, it seemed that he had used a lot of strength, Lu Wanfeng couldn't bear it, raised his hand to caress between his eyebrows, and sighed: "Forget it, forget it, I won't ask."

"But you have the right to know," Qin Chuhan shook his head, squeezed his hand, and finally said eloquently, "When I was seven years old, my family encountered misfortune, but I was the only one who escaped in the sea of ​​fire by chance. You saved me .”

Before the eldest disciple of the Ling family entered Taoism, his family in the mortal world was slaughtered overnight. Because of his later status, almost everyone in the Xuan clan's immortal sect knew about it, but no one knew the ins and outs of it. up.

"At that time, your name was Liu'er, and you took me in... Afterwards, we separated for some reason, and we met again at the Lu family. I wasn't sure it was you until I saw the scar on your right shoulder later."

Lu Wanfeng couldn't help moving his shoulders. There was indeed a group of stab wounds on his right shoulder blade that he didn't remember the cause of. He only knew that the wounds should have been deep at the beginning, and the new flesh was still entangled.

Lu Wanfeng was very dazed, he had no memory of what he heard just now, and now his mind was like a muddy mess, the hot feeling from just now surged up again, and he even started to feel a little hot on his forehead.

"So I'm your old friend Liu'er? Why didn't you tell me directly?"

"..." Qin Chuhan pursed his thin lips together, and fell silent again.

Having no time to think about other things, Lu Wanfeng became a little excited, and asked: "If you count according to what you said, where was I and what was I doing before my father came to look for me back to Lu's house? Have you met my mother?"

Qin Chuhan shook his head lightly, supported the slightly swaying person in front of him, raised his eyes hesitantly, and was suddenly startled by the blood-red light in front of him, he hurriedly held Lu Wanfeng's face in his hands, and asked, "Wait a minute , What is this red light? Why is your face so hot!"

With this reminder, Lu Wanfeng felt that his face was getting hot, especially his forehead, and he felt a burning sensation unknowingly. He raised his hand to touch it, and the source was actually the red fetal mark between his eyebrows under his mask.

The forehead was getting hotter and hotter, as if it had been branded with a red-hot iron, and the eyes soon began to become cloudy and black, but the whole body gradually cooled down with the burning pain. In the cool autumn night, Lu Wanfeng felt his body fell into the ice cellar, freezing About to lose consciousness.

He held Qin Chuhan's hand tightly, and begged for help, "It's so hot...no...so cold..."

His teeth were trembling uncontrollably, and his voice changed shape. He only felt his body being held up, and he sat down on the floor. Spiritual protection came from his hands behind him. So numb that I don't know where I am.

"Feng! Don't panic! With me here, nothing will happen... Feng!"

Qin Chuhan's voice gradually faded away, and Lu Wanfeng completely lost consciousness until he could no longer see clearly.

……

Today is the day when a new batch of students from the Lu family set off to study in the Ling family. This time, Lu Jianglin, the eldest son of Lu, is the leader of the team. There are 21 people in total, 16 of whom are selected outstanding students with different surnames.

Lu Wanfeng is one of the five inner sect disciples. After he was released from the foot ban two years ago, he never set foot outside the Lu family. Everyone in the family knew that he was a troublemaker, and logically it was not his turn to take part in such a big matter related to the reputation of the Lu family.

But since the head of the Lu family personally called the roll call, who dares to say no?And it's not that Lu Wanfeng doesn't want to participate, a justifiable opportunity to go out is something he wishes for.

The 13-year-old Lu Jianglin already looks like a grown-up, standing squarely at the head of the team. Last year he was rewarded with the sword "Runyu" for subduing and recognizing the master. Putting on the belt, he told the [-] disciples behind him: "This study is for the purpose of exchanging the cultivation experiences of the Lu and Ling families, so as to learn from each other. Brothers and sisters, please remember that we are students of the Lu family. Every word and deed represent the face of the Lu family. Follow the rules and ask humbly."

Lu Yuan and Yin Xiao stood aside and nodded with satisfaction.

His tone was neither high nor low, and his tone was neither strict nor false, as if he was endorsing a book, everyone responded one after another. He pursed his lips and nodded, then looked at Lu Wanfeng who was at the end looking up at the sky, without saying a word, turned and led everyone Set off.

Lu Wanfeng didn't have his own saber at that time, and he used a practice wooden sword to control the sword. Unlike the inner disciples who walked at the front of the queue, he walked alone behind the outer disciples, and touched the small things in his pocket. , followed silently.