[Lu Xiaofeng] Move flowers to land

parchment.

It's really just a piece of parchment.

There is nothing on it, not even a blob of ink.

It is not in people's hands, not in people's eyes, it is just placed on the table, laid flat there, let the candle flames faint, giving it a warm silhouette, beating slightly, as if it has nothing to do with the world.

It's just such a thing, which looks innocent, but actually has been stained with the blood of many people.

Lu Xiaofeng didn't look at the one thing that many people wanted to snatch.

Not only did he not look at it.He closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Lu Xiaofeng was lying on the bed.I slept for a full day and night, if counted according to the normal concept of time.He once slept in the Longxiang Inn for seven days and seven nights, without moving and never waking up. If it wasn't for Little Beijing seeing that his chest was still heaving, he would have thought that the guest officer was going to sleep to death.

So one day and one night was really nothing to Lu Xiaofeng.

He is not in a hurry, someone is always in a hurry.Anyway, whoever loves is in a hurry and whoever is in a hurry, it's not him who is in a hurry.

So Lu Xiaofeng lay on the bed with peace of mind, his long eyelashes cast shadows on the lower side of his eyelids.He is undoubtedly a good-looking man, a man who can make people's hearts beat.

This heart-thumping man was asleep without any psychological burden.

He not only fell asleep, but also had a dream.

It should have been a sweet dream.

In the dream, he invited Hua Manlou to Wanmei Villa for a drink.

Sparse shadows slantingly reflect the clear pool, and the wind delivers a delicate fragrance, plain and cold.That tree, the plum blossoms in the garden, the wine is fragrant and the plums are fragrant, I don't know which one is more likely to make people drunk.Hua Manlou is willing to enter the villa, Ximen Chuuxue is willing to bring out wine, Ouyang Qing is cooking fried snails in the small kitchen, Mrs. Gongsun is twisting his ears, but Xue Bing is smiling at him.Then she stomped her feet, her bright red smile was full of the shyness of a little girl, but she scolded Lu Xiaofeng and said, "Bastard, why do you only come to see me if you have something to ask me for?"

Lu Xiaofeng was very happy for some reason, he was very willing to see Xue Bing jumping towards him.But when he was about to answer, Xue Bing in front of him suddenly turned into another person. That person not only had a pink dress, but also had a bright red face like a girl's. Women want men too.

Lu Xiaofeng felt depressed for a while, and when he looked again, he saw a handsome young man in fine clothes pulling his clothes and shouting loudly, "Hit me, hit me!"Ximen Chuuxue left in a hurry, Lu Xiaofeng hurriedly called him to stop.Sword God turned his head coldly, I want to vomit.But Ye Gucheng used a move of Tianwai Feixian to attack with a sword, don't spit, and fight with me first.

The flowers have withered.trampled into mud.

The wine jars of one altar were broken, dripped all over the floor, and seeped into the soil.

Seeing this chaotic situation, Lu Xiaofeng also faintly knew that he was dreaming, and he was glad that Huamanlou was still normal, but when he turned his head, he saw that Huamanlou had also changed into a pink dress, smiling like It's the pink color of a young girl's first love, saying to another person, sometimes, I even want you.

So Lu Xiaofeng woke up with a cry of 'ah'.

The candle was half burned, and no one replaced it.After melting, the candle wax trickled down the candlestick, and then solidified there, like two strings of tears that were about to fall, hanging over there. This moment, this place, this situation, this scene is the most painful.

He sat blankly for a while, thinking of the scene in his dream, he couldn't help laughing.

He wanted to tell Ximen Chuuxue, the expression on his face when he said he wanted to vomit really made everyone in the Jianghu look at it.He also wanted to tell Huamanlou that Fen Yanzi's clothes were indeed unacceptable to a man.He also wanted to tell Ouyang Qing, Xue Bing...

Xue Bing.

Lu Xiaofeng's smile slowly subsided.

Xue Bing is a girl like a flower, but she doesn't know where she is lying.

No wonder when he saw him in the dream, he felt a little joy in his heart.

Although he hadn't deliberately thought about it, he still hoped that she was still alive after all.

In Lu Xiaofeng's life, he had many friends, many enemies, and many strangers whom he only met once.

Some of these people are alive and some are dead.Few lived, and many died.

Lived for thirty years.People who have come and gone in their lives are like this candle tear, dripping away drop by drop.

Xue Bing, Shangguan Danfeng, Aunt Gongsun, Ye Gucheng, Li Yanbei, even Fen Yanzi, Xiao Bailong, Gong Jiu.

Counting carefully, it seems that there are only a few close friends who are still by his side well.

Lu Xiaofeng sighed.

The honest monk is really dishonest, and the wooden Taoist is not a real Taoist.

That shouldn't be the case, Master Bitter Gourd... really only grows bitter melon.

Huangliang Yimeng or Nanke Yimeng doesn't seem to count.

Maybe it can be regarded as half a floating life and half a dream?

If one day, Lu Xiaoji, who has been tied his head to the waistband of his trousers, will get angry with a click.I don't know if the owner of Ximen is willing to drink to him without shaving his beard.I don't know if Sikong Zhaixing will give him a 360 somersault.

As for Huamanlou... he should be sad too.

In the sky outside this completely enclosed hut, the sun has gradually faded and the stars are rising.

The people in the room were flicking the wicks.

What are the people outside the house doing?

Lu Xiaofeng let out a breath.A little sentimentality aside, he is that Lu Xiaofeng who can use beef soup as a bath, who can be kicked as a tickle, and who can steal money without anyone noticing.

Lu Xiaofeng, who was full of sleep and rejuvenated, began to kick the wall in the room, and said loudly: "Come here! Where's the wine? Where's the oiran?"

"is there anybody?"

"If you can't drink enough, your eyes will shake, and your hands will shake without beauty. You can't see the picture with your eyes shaking and shaking your hands!"

Lu Xiaofeng paced back and forth in the room, jumped up and down from time to time, slid one hand on the wall over and over again, and yelled like chanting: "For wine, you need the best Zhuyeqing, you want the Zhuyeqing from Gujiu Laojiao. Women want the best women, women who want to stay in the Spring Pavilion. Wine is used to drink, women are used to pour wine. Women are used to pour wine, and wine is used to drink. If you don’t make a sound, you are the grandson.”

"Waste Huazhuyeliu is light, he is a liar. A good son of a bitch, a bad bastard. A liar is neither good nor bad. It turns out that there is no distinction between good and bad." Lu Xiaofeng happily arranged the arrangement. Laughing, laughing and slapping the wall and legs.

There was a rattling sound from the door panel, and a person stood at the door against the light, with a gloomy face,

Lu Xiaofeng said: "So you are not deaf."

Liu Qingqing said: "The wine has already been drunk, and the beauty has already been delivered. What else do you want?"

"The wine is good enough, and the beauties should come again." Lu Xiaofeng stroked his beard and said happily, "I still want to go to the toilet, you know, a stomachache is not good for thinking, and pulling it on me will make me very embarrassed. Embarrassment will change. fool."

Liu Weiqing had a gloomy face, gritted his teeth and said, "Seven days. Lu Xiaofeng, I'll give you seven days. If you can't hand in the answer after seven days, you can save some money to prepare a coffin for yourself."

Liuchun Pavilion has been very busy recently, it's not the nuns who are busy, but the guests.

They are busy arguing.

Boss Wang of Wangjiatongpu has a big belly, married one wife and three concubines, and still keeps his eyes on the girl in Liuchun Pavilion.He came every two or three days, but he didn't make an appointment with the oiran in the pavilion for two or three days.

Thinking of the oiran whose hair was as black as satin, and whose graceful figure was outlined under the soft soft clothes.Boss Wang felt an evil fire coming out of his body, and it really burned his eyebrows. It was not burning with lust, but burning with anger.

He slapped the table and shouted angrily: "Come here and see, who is the son of a bitch who is so proud of taking over people! Could it be that you guys don't want to do business anymore, so you let out nonsense?"

The mother in Liuchun Pavilion was really in a dilemma: "Boss Wang, Xiehua is really not here. An adult came to pick him up a while ago and said he would send him back in a few days. You know, the official's We can't afford to mess with people."

fart!Boss Wang was about to curse when he suddenly heard the word 'official'.People in business, no matter how rich they are, they can't match the powerful people under the emperor.No matter how rich Boss Wang is, he couldn't help but lower his voice at this moment. He widened a pair of mung bean bastard eyes, and said with a trembling beard, "You said, it belongs to the government?"

Seeing that Boss Wang had lost his aura, the mother became more confident, and she spoke in a complacent tone: "Isn't that right? Although I'm wearing casual clothes, who am I, mother, is he holding a knife or not?" You can see it with a single glance at the gun."

Boss Wang seemed to be a little afraid of what he said just now, but he still had a sense of luck, thinking that if he was an ordinary low-ranking official, he would pass with a little money.He stretched out his index finger and asked, "This floor?"

Mother wanted to make Boss Wang look good, so she put down his index finger and raised his thumb.

Boss Wang's face twitched, and he was terrified in his heart.His black face turned red like a pig's liver, and he was simply restless.

The nanny was so proud that she still had to find a step for him, so she put on a smiling face and said, "Although Xiehua is not here, there are other good girls for you. Come with me."

Taking advantage of the stairs, Boss Wang calmed down and raised his head arrogantly again, like a thousand-year-old bastard with his neck raised.

Similarly, there is another thing that is not noticed in Luzhou City.

This incident made Boss He of Gujiu Laojiao very happy, but also a little tired.

Originally, there were only five jars of new wine per day, which were placed on the table for guests to take by themselves.

Now he has to make three more altars.

Because there are always people who come to pick it up on a regular basis every day.

The man never talked much, he only gave a large silver coin, and then took the wine.

Although it's a bit strange, as long as there is income, He Li doesn't care.

He just occasionally thought that maybe it would be good to go out to get some sutras, or there would be more business in the store.

It is difficult for only one person.Not happy.

That is Wutongchun's second child.

The rent was collected, but no one lived in it, and no one refunded it.Isn't it a waste?

Those two uncles booked a room, but they were not there all the time. So is this room reserved or is it returned?