Fengguixu

Summer days are long and nights are short.

The dream was shallow, chaotic, grotesque, restless.

Shen Xu woke up dizzy, his mouth was dry and his lips were scorched, his shirt was wet with sweat, his whole body seemed to be torn apart, soaked in warm water, unable to exert any strength.

The sunlight shines/enters from the carved window, burning the eyelids.

After lying in silence for a while, he slowly got up, pulled up his robe and lay down on the bed, looked around, and recognized that this was the dormitory of the painting boat where he had lived for a few days before.

His wandering eyes wandered back and forth, not knowing what he was looking for, and finally fixed on the cloud table in front of the bed.

In the center of the cloud table, there is a glazed lotus lantern.

The glass on the lamp reflects the sunlight and is crystal clear.

It... how did it appear here?

Shen Xu held his heavy head, his fingers buried in his black hair, trying to recall what happened after drinking last night.

In the end, all efforts were found to be in vain.

There was some pain all over his body, some strange red marks on his wrists, ankles, and neck.Opening the skirt to check, there was also a large bruise on the side of the waist. Judging from the shape, it seemed to be pinched out by someone.

Could it be that he drank too much and got into an argument with others and was beaten up?

Shen Xu had a faint sense of foreboding.

Hmm... Where's Yu Jinhuan?

He quickly put on his shoes and socks, took the sword of bullying and the lotus lantern, and ran out of the cabin, just in time to bump into Hua Yinong who came in with a lacquer tray.

"Oh, my lord is in a hurry, where are you going?" Hua Yinong finally managed to stabilize the hangover soup on the tray, she was so agile, the bowl full of soup only splashed a little after such a bump, strangely asked , "If you have any important things, you have to let go first. The hangover is not good. Sit down quickly and drink some kudzu root qinlian soup."

In small matters, Shen Xu seldom refuses others.

Besides, he had nothing to worry about.

If you want to find Yu Jinhuan, you can do it anytime.

So he thanked him, sat down obediently, and finished the soup bit by bit.

Hua Yinong watched from the side, smiling with satisfaction: "Young Master, are you looking for Brother Yu?"

Shen Xu paused and nodded.

"He left early in the morning." Hua Yinong said.

"Gone?" Shen Xu raised his head abruptly.

Hua Yinong: "Yes, he asked me to tell the young master that the mountains are high and the rivers are long, and we will meet again by fate."

After hearing this, Shen Xu maintained the posture of holding the bowl, was stunned for a while, then frowned and asked, "Where did he go?"

"This servant doesn't know." Hua Yinong took out the empty bowl from his hand, put it back on the lacquer plate, and squinted, "Mr. Qianmian has always been elusive, and his whereabouts are unpredictable. He will come when he is happy, and he will come when he is unhappy." Let's go, who can keep him? Who dares to ask him, where did you come from and where are you going? Just ask, and he answered, how do you know whether what he said is true or false? Young master, some In the eyes of the slave family, I still have to say something more, some people, you know that they are fire, so don't rush up regardless, in the end, you will always be the one who hurts yourself."

The meaning of the flowers is strong, and the words are all here.

Shen Xu opened his mouth, the sour taste of hangover soup made his tongue heavy, and it took a little effort to speak: "Did he... leave any other words?"

"No more." Hua Yinong saw that although his face was calm, his fists were tightly clenched, and his knuckles were turning white. He finally couldn't bear it, and reminded, "But according to his temperament, he probably ran away." Let's go to Meiwuling to join in the fun."

Meiwu Ridge...

He stared blankly at the table in a daze, Hua Yinong seemed to ask something, but he didn't hear: "Huh?"

"I'm asking my lord." Hua Yinong repeated, "Do you want to go with me?"

Shen Xu: "Where are you going?"

Flowery: "Meiwuling!"

Shen Xu: "What are you going to do?"

"The Zhengqi League is going to choose a leader. This is a major event in the martial arts. They spread heroic posts widely. Everyone has them, but they only skipped the Lingxiao Sect. Hmph, this is clearly not taking the Lingxiao Sect seriously. When my Lingxiao Sect has no one "Hua Yinong said coldly, "Then Meiwu Ridge is not an imperial garden or the Golden Palace. Can they go? We can't go? Why, is the hero post a customs clearance document? If you don't have it, you won't be allowed to go up the mountain?"

According to what she meant, she wanted to find fault.

Because he wanted to find fault, he wanted to make Shen Xu look good. Shen Xu had high martial arts skills, so if there was a fight, he would have a helper.

Shen Xu was silent.

He didn't want to take this muddy water, but he heard from Yu Jinhuan yesterday that he would also go to Jiange this time.In the Meiwuling League, many forces were entangled openly and secretly. It was clear that it was a pool of dirty water. Whoever got involved would be unlucky. Jiange rashly mixed in. I don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse.He once promised his master that he would protect the Jiange well in this life. Although the current head of the Jiange, Chang Xun, kept claiming that he was a traitor of the Jiange, slandered him for killing his master, and targeted him everywhere, but in the face of the safety of the entire Jiange, personal grievances are nothing. ?

After thinking over and over again, Shen Xu finally made a decision.

"Okay, I'll go with you."

Before leaving Langya, he went back to the small courtyard of Samadhi.

As expected, the courtyard was empty.

He laughed at himself, feeling a little stupid, since someone can leave without saying goodbye, he has no attachment, what is he expecting?

As usual, he slowly cleaned the courtyard inside and out.

The side room where Yu Jinhuan lived still remained the same as when they left, with three or five papers scattered on the floor, scrolls full of villain sword wielders were spread on the table, residual ink remained in the inkstone, and the tea in the purple clay pot was already gone. Cool down.The screen window was half open, the wind made the rice paper rustle, the pen brushes hanging on the pen holder collided with each other, and the jade pen barrel made a crisp and pleasant sound.

But after leaving for just one day, it seems like a lifetime away.

Shen Xu stood at the door for a while, then walked into the room, closed the window, and left a letter for Sanmai with a pen.

Just as he was folding the letter paper, his elbow accidentally knocked down the scrolls stacked beside the desk, and they were scattered all over the floor. He frowned and looked at them coldly for a long time, squatted down, and picked them up one by one.

Yu Jinhuan is a very lazy person. In order to facilitate the next reading, the rolled scrolls are never tied with strings, and some are even spread directly on the table, so that they can be used whenever they are needed.Shen Xu picked them up all at once, rolled them up one by one, tied them with ribbons, sorted them into categories, and stacked them neatly.

These scrolls are mostly calligraphy and paintings by famous masters, occasionally mixed with miscellaneous theories on the art of war, and they are so serious that they are not like the library that a dandy should have. From this, it can be inferred that most of these scrolls were bought for appearance.

In the end, a scroll caught his mind.

Nothing else, just because it was lucky to be perfectly tied with a bright yellow ribbon, and the ribbon was also tied with a neat and beautiful bow.

Out of curiosity, Shen Xu opened it.

Then froze.

This is a painting.

A finely detailed ink portrait.

The man in the painting has delicate features, tall and straight, and is sitting on the ground in front of the window, with his black hair partly loose.He was pensively contemplating, his brows slightly frowned, as if he was solving some ancient problem.The person who made the portrait observed the details, not only did he describe his facial expressions vividly, but he even outlined the dark pattern of orchids on the skirt with a single stroke.

Shen Xu had never looked at himself from such an angle, he stared at the portrait for a long time, until Hua Yinong urged him outside the courtyard to put it down.

The carriages were rattling and the sun was shining brightly. A group of people sat in a carriage and headed west.

Most of the Lingxiao Sect disciples who came out with Hua Yinong this time were about the same age as Shen Xu, seventeen or eighteen years old, they were at the time of being lively and lively, so they finally came out for a trip, it was inevitable to play together and see novelties, and stop and go along the way like this, It was a journey of three or four days, but it took a full eight days. On the ninth day, I went up the mountain road early in the morning.At noon, the terrain became higher and higher, and finally the carriage was impassable, so everyone had to get out of the carriage and climb up the stairs.After walking for more than an hour, I saw a pavilion with flying eaves in the distance.

"Sister, sister, I'm tired, let's go rest in the pavilion." The girl who spoke was the youngest girl among the group of disciples. She was only 15 years old this year. She is very smart and cute, and everyone else is her senior sister, calling her Yaoer.

"Pampered and spoiled, it's been a long time and you're tired?" Hua Yinong poked her face with her fingers, her beautiful eyes slightly annoyed, "Usually I told you to practice martial arts and strengthen your body. I don't care about it! Now it's holding you back." Bar!"

"Practice, practice, I'll practice when I get back, but I can't walk now anyway." Yao'er hugged her arm, shaking and coquettish.

Hua Yinong stretched out her hand to build a shade on her eyebrows, and looked up: "It's still far away, let's climb a little bit longer."

Seeing her refusal, Yao'er pouted, turned her head and grabbed Shen Xu's sleeve, and winked desperately: "Brother Xu, you are tired too, right? I just saw an old woman selling pineapple in the kiosk, and it's too hot today I'm dying of thirst! Buy a pear and quench your thirst, brother Xu!"

"Mr. Shen is here to make trouble again! I see you are skin tight! The pavilion is so far away, do you have double clairvoyant eyes and you see the old woman selling pears! Talk nonsense, let me see if I don't smash your mouth!" Hua Yinong made a gesture. to fight.

Shen Xu hurriedly stopped her, and turned towards Yao'er without any hesitation: "Well, it's still early, it's better to go and have a rest."

Since Shen Xu opened his mouth, Hua Yinong couldn't say anything more, and glared at Yao'er.

Yao'er stuck out the tip of her tongue at her, and ran towards the pavilion, her skirt kicked up a cloud of dust.

"Damn girl." Hua Yinong scolded with a smile, "What can you do, No. 1 for eating, drinking, and being lazy."

"She's still young." Shen Xu rolled up the corners of his lips.

"She's a clever little ghost, she can handle you!" Hua Yinong snorted twice, "Seeing that you are kind and soft-hearted, you are easy to bully, and you are still spoiling her."

Shen Xu smiled but said nothing.

Hua Yinong could see clearly along the way, every time Shen Hui saw Yao'er playing foolish and coquettish, nostalgic look appeared in his eyes, it was obvious that he was thinking of his old friend and loved his house and Wu.This also let him go.

A group of people followed to the gazebo, and within a few steps, there was a dispute in front of them.

But hearing Yao'er's crisp voice, she was very angry: "You two stinky Taoist priests are too domineering! Is this pavilion built by your Taoist temple? Why don't you let others in?"

Another young male voice patiently explained: "This female layman, our head master is playing chess with Zen Master Shi Yuan in the pavilion, and no one else can disturb him. Five miles up from here, there is another resort for enjoying the cool air. You can climb high and look far, and the scenery is beautiful. Excellent, please move to that place, and wait for it."

Although this person speaks well and thoughtfully, but no matter how pleasant his words are, it is difficult to convince others.

Yao'er is not very old, but she never forgives others: "Huh, an old bald donkey, a bull-nosed man, who occupies a gazebo and is about to become a land king, hey, why don't you shout a few slogans like the bandits who block the road and rob? Listen? Do you want me to teach you? Listen! This girl will only teach you once, I will drive this road, plant this tree, if you want to enjoy the shade in the pavilion? Hmph, stay wherever it is cool!"

"You..." The Taoist was slightly annoyed by her sarcasm, "Lady, don't mess around!"

"Hey! Who is this bullshit? The stinking Taoist is so shameless for calling out for a thief..."

"Yao'er!" Hua Yinong came from behind the tree and shouted softly, "Don't be rude."

Seeing her senior sister coming, Yao'er immediately turned her head and groaned: "Sister, they, their Taoist priests bully people, they are exhausted from climbing mountains, and they are not allowed to rest in the gazebo, woo woo woo! How can there be such a reason in the world!"

Hua Yinong took her into her arms, and comforted her lightly: "There is really no such reason, Yao'er doesn't cry, it's some thief who bullies you, sister will help you reason."

In front of the two little Taoist priests, her teacher and sister sang and acted together.

The two little Taoist priests looked to be only 20 years old, how could they have dealt with women, such two beauties?They looked at each other awkwardly.

Just as they were at a point where they had no idea, there were two "chugs", the two of them felt a pain in their chest, screamed "ah", fell two feet away, and lay on the ground laughing nonstop.

"Hahahahahaha! Me, how can I...hahaha!"

"Haha! Haha! The head save me haha, hahaha!"

Although he was laughing, his expression was worse than crying, rolling around, beating his chest and feet, it was really scary.

Shen Xu was standing behind Hua Yinong just now, but he didn't see who made it, the person who came to use the hidden weapon was first-rate, he looked around, his eyebrows frowned, and he immediately pulled the second daughter over to protect him behind him.

Both Hua Yinong and Yao'er were startled by this unexpected turn of events, they immediately fell silent and looked vigilant.

"I don't know where the god hurt my disciple?"

An old and deep voice came from the gazebo.

"I don't change my name or surname when I'm a hero. Huanxi boy Hao is different. Today, boy just saw a rough road, so I will give you a small punishment. You don't need to thank me."

I saw a short-haired man wearing a gold collar squatting on the spire of the gazebo. He was wearing a jacket that couldn't be any shorter, and his trousers were rolled up to his thighs, revealing his long hands, feet and belly button. He wore a root on one ear. Long ladylike earrings.

It can be described as exotic clothes, ingenious.

"It was originally the Right Protector of the Tianchi Sacred Sect, and the poor Taoist has long admired his name."

The chess game in the pavilion was still going on in an orderly manner, the old master held the sunspots in his hand and smiled while twirling his beard.

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