Soul bound

The sword fell to the south of the Yangtze River.

Wanyuanbao is located in a small town near Yangzhou.Entering the town, you can see the black-clothed monks with the pattern of white cranes embroidered on the neckline, and Lu Chilin, who is dressed in onyx, looks particularly abrupt.

He originally wanted to go to the place where Lu Jiuyuan died first, but he also thought that this place was close to Liaoli Island, and the scene in his dream should be a separate courtyard in Wanyuan Castle, so he changed his purpose and came here first.

A few low-level disciples in gray clothes sat in the tea shed at the entrance of the town.I heard that Wanyuanbao has placed a lot of people in the town, as long as the outside monks enter that gate, they will receive news there.

Therefore, not long after Lu Chi and Lin Fang wandered around the street, a black-clothed monk stopped him head-on.

"Is your Excellency the deputy head of Linxuetang Road?" the man asked.

Lu Chilin glanced at him with an indifferent expression.

The monk continued: "Our castle master invites Vice-Tang Lu to gather in the castle."

When Lu Chilin was by Lu Jiuyuan's side back then, he rarely showed up in the castle and the town, except for Lu Jiuyuan's cronies, most people didn't recognize him.The monk cautiously lifted his eyelids to look at his expression, feeling that Chi Linguo was as indifferent as rumors said, and was afraid that if he was careless, he would run into the bad luck of his opponent.

"What's the matter with him?" Lu Chilin asked coldly.

The monk replied truthfully: "The owner of the castle didn't explain it, he just said that Lu Futang came from a long way, and wanted to show the friendship of the landlord."

Except that because of Lou Yunshen's confession that day, he had been in contact with Yuan Mo for a few hours, and they had no interaction since then.It would be too flattering to put it together like this.Lu Chilin thought about it again, he had been going to Wanyuanbao before and after, and now that he accepted the appointment, he might save some effort.

He slightly raised his head, and said to the monk, "Being respectful is worse than obeying orders."

Through the streets and alleys, a narrow river can be seen from a distance.The river is covered with fog all the year round, so hazy that it is almost impossible to see the river surface clearly.And on the other side of that river is the location of Wanyuanbao.

Yuan Mo stood at the door, wearing a brocade robe with a jade ring around his waist, and his black hair tied up with a silver crown.However, he is not tall, and his figure is also ordinary. Rao, he is dressed like a rich man, and he really doesn't show the slightest sense of romance.

"I left the Meng Mansion that day, and I haven't seen Vice-Tang Lu for a long time."

There was a flattering smile on his face, and those who didn't know it thought he was very familiar with Lu Chilin.

Lu Chilin ignored him, turned his eyes lightly on him, and then turned them back.

Yuan Mo was not annoyed, and continued: "Deputy Lu came here this time because of..."

It's okay if he doesn't say anything, when he said that, Lu Chilin immediately thought of the "Lv Jiuyuan" on the wandering island.The weapon in his hand was exactly Shen Bi, which he had been begging for but failed.

His eyes froze, and there was a coolness in his eyes: "Then said that Shen Bi was a relic of Lu Jiuyuan, and he didn't want to give it to me, but now I see it in someone else's hands. How do you explain it?"

Yuan Mo's heart moved, and he said in shock: "How is it possible? Shen Bi has been kept in the fort..."

Lu Chilin watched quietly as he sent people to investigate Shen Bi's location, and then panickedly explained to himself that what Kaifeng said that day was not false, he couldn't help but feel a little impatient.

He interrupted Yuan Mo's words, and said straightforwardly: "Do you have a garden with white plums here?"

Yuan Mo was taken aback again, and the monk next to him whispered a few words in his ear, and then he suddenly remembered some past events.

"Is Lu Futang talking about the courtyard where Lu Jiuyuan's former prostitute lived?" He asked.

Lu Chilin was startled at first, and then clearly noticed the sarcasm in Yuan Mo's tone.

What molestation?

Why did I appear in that courtyard?

He recalled what he did with Lu Jiuyuan in his dream, and his heart was even more horrified.

That prostitute...

It couldn't be him.

The nails dug into the flesh, and the hand under the sleeve began to tremble uncontrollably.Going around, is he and Lu Jiuyuan actually that kind of relationship?

Lu Chilin felt annoyed, a feeling of shame mixed with anger flooded his heart.

He cannot accept it.

I can't accept that I not only did that with Lu Jiuyuan once, but even attached Chenghuan to him.

Lu Chilin suppressed that emotion, and asked without giving up, "Where's that prostitute?"

"He is someone sent by Linxuetang, so naturally he went back to your Linxuetang."

His tone was originally flat, and there was nothing wrong with it, but Lu Chilin read out a hint of banter.

He controlled his hand, fearing that he would grab Yuan Mo's neck in the next second.

"Since Futang Lu wants to see it, let Lin Liang take you there to have a look."

Lin Qu is the monk who reminded Yuan Mo earlier.He got the words, walked up to Lu Chilin with a smile, raised his hand and made a "please" gesture.

"No, I'll go on my own." Lu Chilin instinctively refused to have too much contact with him.

"The courtyard is located in the southwest, close to the border of Wanyuan Castle. Don't get lost in Lu Futang." Yuan Mo watched Lu Chilin's leaving back, changed his previous mask, and revealed He smiled disdainfully.

Lin Qu whispered, "Castle Master, he..."

Yuan Mo: "It's just that Lu Jiuyuan's former prostitute came back thinking about old love and seeing things and thinking about others, so don't pay attention to it."

Lu Chi and Lin Yiyan came to the courtyard.The red wall in the dream has faded, and there are still a few shallow water marks on it.The green vines frantically occupied the entire wall, and the protruding white plum blossoms fell, leaving only a few green leaves.

Like a drum, the wooden hammer beat slowly.Lu Chilin felt that his heart was beating wildly, and he couldn't suppress it no matter what.

He pushed open the lacquered wooden door, and felt a gust of cool wind blowing against his face, which made him shiver involuntarily.

He found his hands were shaking, perhaps from the cold.

No one has come to the courtyard for a long time, and the leaves have fallen all over the ground, forming a thin layer of blanket.Lu Chilin stepped on it, and could vaguely hear the sound of "rustling".

When he saw the carved pillar, he remembered what he saw in his dream—he rested there with his eyes closed, and then saw Lu Jiuyuan coming against the light.

Oddly enough, he stepped forward and stroked it with his hand, as if this action could arouse his memory.

When he came back to his senses, he cursed himself for being stupid again, silently withdrew his hand and walked up the steps.

The door of the house was dusty, and there were spiders weaving webs in the corners.Lu Chilin made a trick to clean up all the dust on it, and then opened the door and walked in.

The furnishings in the house are still the same as in his dream.

The quilt was neatly laid out, and he remembered that the serial drama was intertwined with Lu Jiuyuan on this bed, and suddenly he was fascinated by the dream, and vaguely saw a naked person, who was moving up and down with his back on his back, sweating from the bed. He stroked it around his waist, not between his thighs.

A faint blush bloomed on his face, and he turned his head guiltily to look at other arrangements.

His eyes swept over the bookshelf beside the table, there were a few books on the shelf, and a dark cabinet under the shelf.Lu Chilin stepped forward and squatted down to open the cabinet door, almost getting his mouth full of dust.

There is a piece of jade and a faded lantern in the cabinet.

The jade is warm jade, and a lifelike white rabbit is carved on the jade.The jade is smooth and exquisite, with a sky blue tassel hanging from the white rabbit's foot.Lu Chilin turned the jade to look at it several times, and found that apart from the material, there was really nothing novel about it.He put the jade back to its original place, and then went to get the lantern again.

The lamp was made in the shape of a lotus flower, and there were a few wax marks on the surface of the lamp, which may have been used lanterns.

Lu Chilin.

Looking at his name written on the lamp surface, he couldn't help but start to be distracted again.The handwriting is excellent, the pen is neat and sharp, like a clanging long sword drawn out of its sheath.

Who wrote this lantern?

Why do you keep it?

The answer in his heart was ready to come out, he bit his lip and wanted to stuff it back.

Unexpectedly, with his movement, the lanterns immediately fell apart.Lu Chilin paused, and a piece of yellow paper fell from inside to the ground.

The piece of paper was caught between the petals, if it wasn't for his rough actions, it wouldn't be so easy to find out.

Lu Chilin put the lantern aside, picked up the piece of paper and spread it out for a closer look——

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Hangzhou Lights Market.

Nothing else.

Lu Chilin felt a little regretful. He thought there could be other clues on this piece of paper, but he didn't expect it to be just a few useless words.He carefully fixed the lantern in circles, and folded the paper into the center of the flower.

He got up and looked at the books on the shelf for a while, then took out a Geographical Sutra, and casually flipped through a few pages.

He doesn't like to read this kind of books, but every page of this book has more or less annotations.

After a while, the book turned to the head, but Lu Chilin's gaze was fixed on it, and he couldn't move it away.

The ink on the last page is smudged, but the original handwriting can still be vaguely seen——

There are trees in the mountains...

It was written stroke by stroke by the former him.

There are wood in the mountains and branches in the wood,

Xin Yue Jun Xi Jun doesn't know.

Maybe it was because I was suddenly interrupted in the middle of writing, or maybe it was because I suddenly woke up and felt ashamed.But at this moment, Lu Chilin finally found the answer he had been asking others for a long time.

The books were covered on the bookshelf, and Lu Chilin slid along the low cabinet and sat on the floor, looking at the bed with his head tilted, his thoughts wandering far away.