[Dragon Sword] Book of Laughing and Forgetting

Sparse building westerly.

The bright moon shines among the falling pines, and there is the sound of the zither, like the sound of flowing water on the stone, spreading to every corner of the forest with the wind.

The guardian of the door stops visitors from outside the door.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and an invitation from the owner of Shulou came from afar, "Please come in, the uninvited guest."

Mo Yanxin stepped aside silently, and the dragon Jitian didn't dare to be presumptuous. Guided by the maid who heard the sound, she walked through the corridor and walked into the depths of the woods.

In the garden, the vegetation is luxuriant, and the flowers are like clouds and rosy clouds, clustered around the pavilion. There is a piano table in the pavilion, and there is a long-necked auspicious animal incense burner with lotus patterns, and the jabula incense is faintly burning.And the owner of Shulou, who is full of Qiluo, is sitting quietly facing Qin.

When the magic dragon Jitian approached the garden, he saw such a rich and idle person's demeanor.

Hearing the sound of approaching footsteps, Long Su raised his fingertips slantly, "Zheng", the sound of the zither sounded like a cracking silk, startled several pots and cups on the table, and the wine splashed and almost fell over.

"Zheng—", the previous sound continued, and Shulou Longsufu loosened the strings again, and there was another intense sound of the piano, which was astonishing.The skill mixed in the strings spread out, carrying a wine glass and flying towards the dragon through the air, with the faint sound of wind and thunder.

The magic dragon swung around and caught the wine glass. The wine in the glass was full of fragrance. He laughed and drank it, "Thank you, Dragon Head, for your hospitality. It really is a good wine."

"When a friend comes from afar, I should sweep the couch to greet her, not to mention..." Long Su slowly put down the piano, poured a cup for himself, and respected the dragon from a distance, with a meaningful smile in his eyes, "Besides, it's a treat My future collaborator."

The magic dragon pretended to be surprised, stopped laughing, and said solemnly, "There are rumors in the world: the disaster of the bloodthirsty clan is coming, and the peaks of the triangle work together to help the world against the sky-this kind of responsibility, I, the magic dragon, am alone. The first thing to do is to find another partner.”

Seeing that the magic dragon was still pretending to be confused, Shulou Longsu lightly shook his precious fan, half-covering his face, revealing his golden eyes, he squinted in the direction of the magic dragon, "Why do you put on an act, if you really think so Yes, last time I wouldn’t have followed my advice to go to the Sudden Realm.”

"It's just," Demon Dragon's expression turned serious, "Why should I trust you?"

Long Su seemed to have expected this question from the other party, and said unhurriedly, "A few days ago, I had taken the Suguo—what is that, you have also pretended to be Beichuan Lian, you must have heard of it. "

Demon Dragon Jitian showed horror, he took a step back, but immediately laughed again, the cautious and restrained expression on his face was swept away, "Okay, okay, you are indeed the head of a Confucian dragon, and you are indeed courageous, but I still have a little The matter is unknown, the trace fruit is extremely precious, and it is of great benefit in healing people, but there is also a huge side effect, if the dragon head wants to make waves, it is easy, why bother to suffer such harm?"

Long Su said lightly, "It's not necessarily harmful, useless and burdensome things, simply cut them off together, so as not to be hindered by them in the future."

Molong was thoughtful, and exchanged a knowing look with Longsu, "I said earlier that you just couldn't help getting your shoes wet, but I didn't expect that Longshou wanted to go into the water himself."

Both of them are scheming people, after a few words, they both figured out the other's position, and after a few verbal confrontations, they both had a tacit understanding of cooperation.

Seeing that the matter was almost finished, Long Su got up and took the purple dragon from the standing fairy phoenix, and while walking towards the magic dragon, he pulled out the gorgeous sword studded with pearls little by little.

The magic dragon was stunned, Long Su smiled but not a smile, and drew his sword to face the magic dragon, "Since the cooperation has been completed, I should draw out the 'sword' that will kill you."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and Molong sighed, "Then I can only kill with my neck stretched."

After running around all night, the talking millennium tree was wrapped in a sack and forcibly moved to the backyard of Songjiju.

However, despite teeth marks on his face, wrinkled trunks and yellowing leaves, the short and ugly thousand-year-old tree is still very arrogant.

Su Xuyuan sighed, "Shenshu, I know it would be impolite for us to move you here without saying anything, but because of the bloodthirsty tribe, we have already sacrificed enough, I just ask you to help us."

"Sacrifice?" Shen Shu, who had half-closed his eyes lazily, opened his eyes wide and regained his energy, "I have a hunch that there must be a touching story in it, tell me quickly."

Shenshu, who had been pretending to be dead for half the night, suddenly spoke, and everyone was surprised and delighted, and the three-member group began to tell the story behind it together.

Looking at the excitement in the backyard, Jianzi smiled slightly, looked away from the window, and asked, "So, the bite marks of each bloodthirsty clan are different?"

King Chali explained while drinking the cow's blood, "There is not much difference in the bite marks, but you know, we bloodthirsty people have a heart of love and hate, and a strong desire to possess, whether it is simply eating the prey or wanting to Changing them into bloodthirsty tribes will leave marks, everyone is different, and you can tell whose prey it is at a glance."

"Before that Sword Lord..."

"That's the mark of Timo, my old man knows it when he sees it."

"So that's the case, thank you King Chali for pointing out the maze." Jianzi thanked.

For such a precious expression, King Chali was a little embarrassed, "Oh, Jianzai, you seem to be particularly interested in bloodthirsty people?"

"Know yourself and know your enemy."

The two of them were talking, when suddenly there was a burst of chant from outside, "...the palace lanterns are bright at night, and the tan is in full bloom, let's drink together in a leisurely life." Jianzi followed the prestige, and saw that gorgeous and unparalleled old friend floating towards him.

Long Su looked around and saw a group of people wandering around a tree, Jianzi was not among them.He was not in a hurry, waving his fan, and slowly approached the eye-catching strange tree, and he opened his mouth with praise, "This is a thousand-year-old tree? The branches are strong, like a crouching dragon, and the falling trees are rustling, attracting the autumn wind. Sa Sa, it really is extraordinary."

To put it in Confucianism, it is strict and serious.

The group of three who praised the Millennium Tree all night looked at each other, feeling a gust of cold wind blowing from the back of their heads, and gained insight into the Confucianism's ability to tell nonsense with their eyes open.

Unexpectedly, Millennium Tree was very low-key at this time, smiled vaguely twice, and did not answer.

Jianzi stood up and nodded to King Chali, "Jianzi has benefited a lot from the guidance of his godfather. Let's give up today and talk about it next time." After finishing speaking, he picked up the whisk and bid farewell to King Chali, then pushed Walking out the door, he smiled at his uninvited friend, "Long Su, who is unparalleled in magnificence, has a unparalleled vision of magnificence."

Now that the person he was looking for appeared, Long Su naturally had no intention of continuing to chat with the Millennium Tree to enhance his relationship. He cupped his hands towards Jianzi, "I don't know if Mr. Jianzi is willing to reward you, but I will go to the palace lantern to say something. I have a big gift for you." deliver."

The two left together, and Jin Xiaoxia poked the Millennium Tree with his finger, "It's strange, it's strange, why were you so humble just now?"

Millennium Tree blinked, and said vaguely, "Oh... that, I smell a fruit on him that I hate... Well, I'd better stay away from him."

Jianzi followed Longsu Shumen Shumenshulu into Shulou Xifeng, Mo Yanxin swept the door dust, Xianfeng had prepared tea and fresh fruits, and the two guardians stood waiting at the door of Shulou.

Mu Xianfeng has a lively personality, and after bowing to Jianzi, she said, "Sir, when you came back to the Shulou, you kept saying that you would come to see me when you came back, but it's been several months, and you haven't set foot in the Shulou. Forgot what you promised Feng'er in a blink of an eye?"

The girl's voice was clear and crisp, with a hint of complaint in it.

It was only then that Jianzi remembered what he said to Xianfeng last time, and he was a little embarrassed. When he went to ask Xiafeng, it was just an ordinary meeting to discuss the righteous way of the Central Plains, and he also thought that he would come back soon. Unexpectedly, Accidents happened on the road to Shu, Yekouyue people came, and the bloodthirsty clan caused disasters, one after another, and there was no time to spare to attend the appointment.

Mu Xianfeng chuckled, "Sir, I'm joking," the girl in red folded her sleeves and respectfully bowed, and said solemnly, "Mr. Feng'er respects you very much for running for the Central Plains and saving innocent people in distress. How can you not care about priorities? My generation, I was joking for a while, please don't blame me, sir."

Jianzi was stunned, helped Xianfeng up, glanced at Long Su who was standing aside and was taking the time to shake his fan, and sighed with a smile, "The disciples of Confucianism are really more powerful from generation to generation."

Mu Xianfeng coquettishly complained and praised, and the atmosphere suddenly became more lively. Long Su smiled and pretended to decline, "Where is it, Feng'er is still young, and if she is rude, I will look at Haihan." It seems that it is a little They didn't feel like Haihan, they looked satisfied and very proud.

Jianzi glanced at him with a strange expression, and he was not surprised by Long Su's ability to accept everything he ordered, "I watched Feng'er grow up, and I am also her elder, so I would still blame her?"

Mu Xianfeng covered her mouth and laughed, and came out to smooth things over, "Feng'er naturally knows how you treat Feng'er. Today, I specially prepared some dishes that you like. You must try them carefully."

In the midst of joy, Mu Xianfeng led the two elders into the garden. A banquet had been set up in the pavilion, and the spring water on the stove just boiled. The two of them, Longjian and Longjian, were seated, just in time for a sip of fragrant tea.

It's a pity that just as the cold dishes were on the table, there was a light flying from the sky, and a letter fell into Long Su's hands.

Long Su took it apart casually, looked at it hastily, his face changed, and looked again carefully.Jianzi observed his words and expressions, and immediately said: "If there is something important, you can go, I have Xianfeng to accompany you."

"Then excuse me first, I'll be back in an hour at most." Long Su didn't refuse, stood up immediately, and told Xianfeng, "You have lunch with your husband first, don't wait for me."

"Yes." Mu Xianfeng took the order and watched the master disappear.

Eight kinds of dishes are on the table, all of which are delicious in color, fragrance and taste.

Mu Xianfeng prepared good dishes, poured wine for Jianzi, and handed him silver chopsticks inlaid with white jade.Seeing that she was busy, Jianzi frowned, took the chopsticks, and stuffed them into Xianfeng's hands, pulling Xianfeng to sit down on the seat, "Feng'er cooks delicacies by himself, so naturally he will be the most delicious It is very clear that anyone who can make Feng'er move his chopsticks must be a good food, so I will move my chopsticks with you."

Mu Xianfeng couldn't help being moved, she still smiled like a flower, but couldn't help showing intimacy, she lowered her head slightly to cover the water in her eyes, "Mr. is joking again."

The two ate for a while, Xianfeng was smart and lively, Jianzi was well-informed, the two chatted, and the host and guest had a good time.Halfway through the meal, Xianfeng said that there was still a very time-consuming stew of Buddha jumping over the wall under the kitchen, and it should be the right time, so he asked Jianzi to wait for a while.

Jianzi sat alone, and his thoughts went back to just when Long Su left in a hurry.

Long Su didn't shy away from opening the letter, it must be something grandiose, but it shouldn't be a trivial matter that Long Su, who has always been sloppy, valued so much and rushed to deal with it immediately. That could only be an internal affair of Confucianism.

"Confucianism..." Jianzi murmured.

A skinny and distorted face suddenly appeared in his mind. When the powerful old man was dying, he grabbed his sleeve and said word by word, extremely viciously, "I have been the head of the sect for so many years. I raised him with one hand, as long as I think about it, even if I die, I can set up a secret trick to kill him..."

With a shake of his hand, the alcohol in the sweet white porcelain cup spilled out, Jianzi came back to his senses and smiled.

Not to mention that now Long Su is leading the Confucian sect, he is well-behaved, his wrists are smooth, and he can hardly find a single mistake-just as Mr. Xiansheng has always expected, the forces left by Xiansheng have no reason to do anything, let alone Long Su Today's methods and control over Confucianism...

Jianzi smiled and drank the cool wine in the glass with a complicated expression, which seemed to be admiration and hatred at the same time.

——Blue comes out of blue and is better than blue.