Secret arrows are hard to defend

Lu Xuandu captured a little fun from Song Wuan's extremely reluctance expression, he smiled and said: "Be good, wait until the Chinese New Year, uncle will give you a red envelope."

Song Wu'an smiled and said: "The nephew thanked uncle first."

Lu Xuandu picked up the map of each Qi king's city on the table and unfolded it, took a piece of plain silk from his bosom, and carefully copied the map with a pen.With two minds, he copied the map and asked, "Are you from the Baimen? I remember that your generation of Baimen disciples is quite prosperous, unlike your master's generation, which is so thin that there are only two people. Hey!" , it is really good luck to be able to safely and unbroken the inheritance."

"My master has never set foot in the world of mortals in his life, but he is afraid that he will ruin the inheritance of the Baimen." Song Wuan watched him copy the map without any mistakes, and couldn't help asking: "What are you doing? ?”

Lu Xuan was confident and confident: "Well, if you accidentally burn the map, I'll sell it, otherwise it would be a big loss."

"...I won't burn the map." Song Wuan twitched the corner of his mouth: "And, are you lying?"

Lu Xuandu made a silent gesture towards him: "Hey, you can't say that. Look at the one I copied, is it exactly the same as the original one?"

"But following this map, you can't find the cities of King Qi."

"Look, Ah Fu, this map is the map of the King City of Geqi, right?"

"Yes."

"I copied the map exactly like it, right?"

"Yes."

"Then it is a copy of the map of King Qi's city, right?"

"Yes."

"So if someone wants to buy this facsimile, I can resell it, right?"

"No—wait!" Song Wuan, who was almost brought into the ditch by him, immediately told him to stop: "But this picture is useless at all."

Lu Xuandu patted his dog's head lovingly: "Silly boy, those who wish to take the bait. It doesn't matter if it's useful or not."

"..." Song Wu'an cupped his hands towards him: "As expected of Ying Huo, who is the number one deceit, Song admires it."

"It's easy to talk about. It will change hands at that time, and you will get [-]% of it. Ah Fu don't want to tear it down." Lu Xuandu's drawing skills are very good, and he quickly copied the map down to its original form.He put the ink-stained plain silk aside to dry, and handed the original to Song Wuan: "Come and let me see what Ah Fu is capable of."

Song Wuan took the map, and taking advantage of the scorching sun, he used the Sunlight to focus the light on the point he had chosen before.But for a moment, a strange purple flame rose up, swept across the entire map in an instant, and then went out silently.

Song Wuan blew away the layer of floating ash on the surface, and the bits and pieces of dust drifted around and disappeared.Without even looking at it, he handed the map to Lu Xuandu: "Okay."

Lu Xuandu took the version he just copied, and put the two maps together, he waved at Song Wuan: "Now let's see, what is the difference between the two."

With his explicit permission, Song Wuan set his sights on the two maps. The patterns of the two maps were similar, except that they were originally horizontal. After the surface layer was swept by flames, the maps became vertical. The location indicated is completely different.

Lu Xuandu clicked on the blue cross in the center of the map: "Every Qi respects blue, it seems that it should be here."

Song Wu'an also agreed with him: "It's no wonder that after so many years, countless people have failed to find them. All Qi kings are not in Xuebeiling at all."

"Ah Fu, how is your memory?"

Song Wuan didn't know what he was up to, he just said: "It's okay."

Lu Xuandu nodded with satisfaction: "That's good, you memorize the map. I'll give you an hour, it should be enough." He got up and left with the fake map, leaving Song Wu'an alone looking at the map inexplicably. I don't understand the meaning of the map on the table.

After an hour, Lu Xuan came back on time: "What's the matter?"

"It's been memorized."

"Not bad." Lu Xuandu pretended to boast, picked up the map on the case without even looking at it, and handed it to the swaying candlelight.This action was really unexpected, Song Wuan had no time to stop it, he could only watch the map being swallowed up by flames.

"What are you doing?"

Lu Xuandu threw the burning map into the brazier on the side, and fiddled with the tongs twice to make it burn more evenly. "Teach you the first lesson, if you want the fake to not be exposed, you must destroy the real." The fire light lit up half of his cheeks, but the eyes that reflected the flames looked very cold: "Do you understand? "

Song Wuan nodded stiffly: "Understood."

Under the watchful eyes of Lu Xuandu and Song Wuan, the real map was burned to a mass of ashes, and Lu Xuandu searched for a long time, after confirming that there was nothing left.He put his finger in front of his lips: "God knows this matter, you know it and I know it. You can't tell others."

The matter has come to this point, and Song Wuan, who has vested interests, has no reason to object. He nodded and said, "Understood. But, you are really crazy."

Lu Xuan smiled, but did not retort: ​​"Get ready, we will leave for Yecheng tomorrow."

"Okay." Song Wuan replied, "Can you remember with a photographic memory?"

Lu Xuan didn't show any complacency, and only slightly spread his hands towards him: "If you don't have some skills, how can you walk in the rivers and lakes?"

Song Wuan suddenly remembered something, and handed him the bank note that he had been holding in his arms all the time: "I almost forgot, the mecha man has been found, and the Sixiangmen will compensate for the loss."

Lu Xuan paused for a moment, and turned his head to look at Song Wuan: "I really don't want it?" Seeing that Song Wuan shook his head resolutely, Lu Xuan stretched out two fingers to pinch the bank note: "In that case, Then I will take it back. We will leave tomorrow at Chen, see you at the gate of the inn."

After Lu Xuandu left, Song Wuan lowered his eyelashes and looked at the ball of ashes in the brazier for a long time, feeling as if a ball of cotton wool was stuck in his throat.He stretched out his hand and touched the mass of ashes, and he seemed to be able to feel the residual heat of the flames with his fingertips.In fact, he knew in his heart that it was just an illusion.He silently picked up some leftover ashes and put them into his close-fitting bag.

At Maoshi on the second day, Song Wuan packed his bags early, ordered some of the most bland food and reluctantly ate. The innkeeper was a lot more polite to him, thinking that yesterday's scene frightened them.

After waiting until Chen Shi, Lu Xuandu was still nowhere to be seen.The longer Song Wuan waited, the colder his expression became, he pursed his lips tightly, and stood stubbornly at the door of the inn, like a door god, scaring the guests away.The innkeeper couldn't sit still anymore, walked over tremblingly, and said, "Who are you waiting for, Sir? Why don't you come in and sit and wait?"

"No, I'm waiting for Lu Xuandu, he will be here soon."

"Lv Langjun? That peach-eyed, beautiful and kind gentleman?"

"……Yes."

The innkeeper blinked at him twice, he hesitated and said: "... Lu, Mr. Lu left after eating yesterday. Did you two miss it?"

Song Wu'an gritted his teeth with three points in his tone: "He left at You yesterday?"

"Yes, yes." The innkeeper became more and more frightened when he saw his gloomy face suddenly, and he added cautiously: "At Shen Shi, he asked someone to buy a horse, and You Shi paid the bill and left."

Song Wuan let out a sneer from his throat: "Great, it's indeed Yinghuo." His eyes were like ice, he glanced at the shopkeeper coldly, and threw him two pieces of silver: "Where can I buy a horse? Help me Go buy a horse, it needs to be fast."

The innkeeper got the order, and he didn't dare to slack off at all: "Okay, okay, I'll go right here, sir, please sit in the inn."

Song Wu'an shook his head: "No need, I'll leave after I buy the horse."

"Song Shaoxia wants to leave here?" Song Wu'an looked at Ning Zehua who had been behind him for a while, and nodded reservedly: "Yes, I have to deal with important matters and have to leave."

"Since this is the case, Ning is also responsible. I don't know if the battle between Guo Kusong and Guo Kusong that Song Shaoxia proposed yesterday is still counted?"

Song Wuan was furious at this time, and he would not be polite when he met Ning Zehua who was bumping into him. He smirked: "Of course, but why wait until Youshi? It's better to do it right now."

Ning Zehua was not afraid of fighting, he raised his hand and said, "Please."

Ning Zehua, the golden sword, has been famous for a long time. With a golden corner sword, he took down countless thieves in Jiangyang. Before entering the rivers and lakes, Song Wuan never thought that one day he would face him.The two stood still under the withered pine, Song Wu'an was unarmed, Ning Zehua stroked the Jinyu knife at his waist, and asked, "I wonder what kind of weapon Song Shaoxia uses."

Song Wu'an's expression became more gloomy, and he said coldly: "It hasn't been built yet." He looked up at the withered pine above his head: "Let's ask Ning Daxia to take out a knife and cut off a branch for Song."

Speaking of which, Song Wu'an's attitude would inevitably look a little frivolous if he dared to face him without a weapon, but Ning Zehua did not dare to underestimate him, because even if his kung fu is not very good, it is only due to the unpredictable changes in him His mechanism skills are enough to cause people to fear, what's more, Ning Zehua does not dare to forget that the person in front of him has cultivated the mind method of seizing chalcedony.

A cold light flashed in front of his eyes, and a branch fell to the ground. Song Wuan picked up the broken branch, rubbed the section, and couldn't help praising: "Good sword skills, as expected of Kuimu wolf, one of the four phases of the Four Phases Sect."

Ning Zehua held back the knife and turned the blade towards himself: "The facts are not clear, it is not suitable to hurt people, this field of discussion, let's stop."

Song Wuan used a broken branch as a sword, and opened up Changping Gate's Qianbo Swordsmanship's opening hand style Moon Stream Stream. This style can be used to attack and retreat. He nodded slightly and said, "Please."

Before the words were finished, the Jin Yu Dao was already in front of him. Song Wu'an dodged sideways while stepping on the footwork of stepping on the green mist, and the broken branch in his hand hit the acupuncture point on his wrist. Hands, seemingly ordinary, actually contain inner strength, hitting the weak point directly.Ning Zehua didn't dare to let him make this move, and he slashed at the dry branch with his backhand. After all, it wasn't a sharp weapon of magic weapon. How could it withstand this move, and it broke in two immediately.

Song Wu'an was not attached to this style, and retreated decisively, fighting with him in a leisurely manner.Changping Men's kung fu is not strong, and has always been known in the world for its gentleness over toughness. He would rather choose Hua than want to hurt others, but he can't help it for a while.When the two were fighting, they suddenly heard the sound of horseshoes in the south, Song Wu'an's eyes flashed, and with a movement of his left fingertips, nine dark stones flew out instantly, hitting all the acupuncture points on Ning Zehua's body.

He flew away without looking back, not caring how Ning Zehua would respond, bent down to pick up the bag that Xiao Er was holding, threw a piece of silver at random, and shouted: "Song, leave!"

Ning Zehua stared at the Jinyu knife that fell to the ground, and was stunned for a long time.In the end, with a wry smile: I lost.