Jianling

Not long after Xiao Shuhua went down the mountain, the previously soft moon suddenly disappeared, and the downpour broke through the thick clouds, as if the disappearing moon secretly burned a hole in the night and then fled in fear of crime. .

Meng Lang stuffed Xiao Tongbei whole into the bed, for fear that he would be frightened by the deafening thunder, and Xiao Tongbei was indeed a little afraid of thunder. At this moment, his eyes were closed tightly, his face was as pale as paper, and the little boy who came out of the bed Holding Meng Lang's sleeve tightly, Meng Lang was inexplicably restless.

"Yuan Yuan." Xiao Tongbei couldn't fall asleep after closing his eyes for a long time, but he could feel Meng Lang's anxiety, so he opened his eyes and looked at Meng Lang eagerly, "You stay with me."

Meng Lang fondled the top of his hair and said in a low voice, "Go to sleep."

"Aren't you going to sleep?"

"It's raining too much, Master didn't bring an umbrella." Meng Lang paused, "I don't know if he has found Baopuzi now."

"found it."

"how do you know?"

Xiao Tongbei said swearingly: "Guess."

Meng Lang was taken aback for a moment, then couldn't help pinching his face, and whispered, "Okay, go to sleep."

Xiao Shuhua walked all the way in the night, he was already good at lightness kung fu, the lightness kung fu of Huan Xizong emphasized lightness the most, when walking with the night wind, his steps were fine and silent, even the obliquely flying raindrops could hardly touch him.

The gate of Huadu City had been closed long ago, but it didn't affect him from looking for a slightly higher house outside the city. He flew over the eaves and walked between the walls to hide himself in the dark night. Like a carp, he quickly melted into the bright lights, and the wind and rain were still blowing outside the city, quickly washing away the traces of his appearance.

Hua is not as good as Yundu's midnight singing, but it will not disappear at night. The warm lights are washed clear by the heavy rain, and the voices of people are much quieter. Xiao Shuhua is alone, swaggering into the cold Chinese lanterns, There was half a snow-white mask on the face, with crappy patterns painted on it, but at first glance it was very similar to the mask Shou Zhenjun wore when he boarded the sword test meeting back then.

A shadow of black clothes floated outside the Juxian Building, wiped his eyes in the drowsy room of the door, and when he opened it again, there was no one in sight, only the elder who entered the building was stained with water stains, probably It's rain traces blown in by the wind, which is not surprising.

Meng Wubei came back to Juxian Building half an hour earlier than Xiao Shuhua. I don't know if it was to guard against Xiao Shuhua who might attack at any time. Feng Chenshan left all the people present that day in Juxian Building to protect himself. He even arranged them next to the bedroom, one on the left and one on the right.

Wen Zhumi didn't know how long he had been waiting, but as soon as Meng Wubei returned to the corridor, he bumped into Wen Zhumi's face with a bright smile: "Baopuzi!"

Meng Wubei nodded coldly, just wanted to stagger away from him and go back to the room directly, but Wen Zhumi didn't fulfill his wish, still said with a smile: "Baopuzi, Senior Feng has an invitation."

"...Well." Meng Wubei hung Yulouchun around his waist long before entering the city, and when he heard that Feng Chenshan was looking for him, he reluctantly let go of the hand holding the sword, turned around and walked to Feng Chenshan's room, and heard that it was Feng Chenshan who was looking for him. Zhu Mi was closely behind him, as soon as the door opened and closed, both of them entered the room.

Feng Chenshan was squinting his eyes and bent over to light the lamp. He held a torch with his own hands, and carefully approached the candlestick. When he heard the sound of the door opening and closing, he let out a long breath: "Wu Bei is back."

Meng Wubei nodded lightly, regardless of whether he saw it or not, he stood at the door, waiting to speak.

"Senior, I'll sit down first." Wen Zhumi said with a smile and opened his mouth, his tone was brisk like a child who doesn't know the world, Feng Chenshan waved his hand at him: "Sit down, sit without sorrow, Don't be restrained."

"..." Meng Wubei was about to decline politely, Wen Zhumi had already dragged two chairs, and smiled to show his affection to Meng Wubei, Meng Wubei was silent for a moment, and finally he was pulled to sit on the chair.

Feng Chenshan finally lit the dispensable candlestick, and the room was slightly brighter, but he turned around and put his hands in his hands, looking at Meng Wubei with a smile: "Wusai, can you gain something today?"

Meng Wubei lowered his head, thinking that Wen Zhumi was still there, he finally resisted the thought of defending Xiao Shuhua, and said calmly: "I'm poor and blunt, and I still get nothing."

"How do you say that? You have tried your best." Feng Chenshan still had that kind look on his face, but he looked at Wen Zhumi with some approval in his eyes. found."

"No, it's the result of everyone's joint efforts." Wen Zhumi tilted his head and smiled innocently and sincerely at Meng Wubei, "I think it's too hard to find Baopuzi alone, and I heard that Shouzhenjun loves him." Drinking, so I specially sent people to various restaurants to inquire, and Shou Zhenjun has always acted openly and frankly, so I was really lucky to find out the location of Tongbei Mountain."

Meng Wubei twitched his eyebrows, and interrupted him coldly: "Five days as promised."

Wen Zhumi looked at him innocently, and said in a low voice: "So now I just want to tell Baopuzi where Tongbei Mountain is, not to call people to surround the mountain immediately."

"...you will surround the mountain in five days?"

"To be exact, it's two days, and today is the third day." Wen Zhumi was still smiling, he was young, and his voice was still a child's tone, and he supplemented Meng Wubei without any preparation, "And also It's not 'you', it's 'we'."

Meng Wubei stood up abruptly, no longer worried about Feng Chenshan who was present, with a cold face, then opened the door and left.

Everything changes in just one breath.

Feng Chenshan squinted his eyes, but he didn't call him after all, he just glanced at Wen Zhumi disapprovingly, but Wen Zhumi still smiled slightly, stepped forward courteously, and poured a cup of tea for Feng Chenshan: " Baopuzi attaches great importance to love and righteousness, he is worthy of being a Pichen sect."

"You Huanxizong don't value love and righteousness anymore?"

Wen Zhumi is as good as others: "Separate people. People like Xiao Shuhua...have a lot of love and righteousness for Baopuzi."

Feng Chenshan sighed heavily, waved his hands and said: "You go back. Tomorrow, the old man will talk to Wu Bei carefully... Did you really see it with your own eyes today?"

Wen Zhumi nodded: "My sister and I saw Baopuzi and Xiao Shuhua go up a mountain together, just now Baopuzi refused to be honest, I'm afraid he has been instigated."

He only said about himself, Feng Chenshan would still be skeptical, and why he brought Wen Meixun with him.

Wen Meixun traveled around with Wenxu in his early years, with a straightforward and sincere personality, even Feng Shenshan was very fond of him, and the relationship between Meng Wubei and Xiao Shuhua was obvious to all, it was extremely difficult for him to trust Meng Wubei purely.

"If Wusai is to be deceived by the Xiao family again, the two of them join hands..." Feng Chenshan looked gloomy, and Zhu Mi asked with concern: "But seniors, they are young after all, if Daoist Lord is willing to come out of the mountain, with you and Daojun is here, they are not worth mentioning."

Feng Chenshan shook his head: "It's better not to bother Qingru about this kind of thing."

"Why?"

Feng Chenshan let out a long sigh: "This old man is so incompetent, he can't even avenge brother Song. Qingru has stopped asking about these things in recent years, but this old man knows that if he knows that Wu Huan passed away and Wu Sorrow has to cover up The demon who killed Wuhuan...Qing Ru has always been a person who values ​​emotions."

Wen Zhumi lowered his eyelashes, and also hid the disdain that flashed in his eyes, but quickly responded: "I see, the seniors are really kind."

Just as Feng Chenshan was about to answer, his ear tip moved suddenly, he raised his palm and pushed open the door, facing the wind and rain outside the room, he yelled coldly: "Who!?"

Wen Zhumi's internal energy was low, even Chengfu Shenshen couldn't help being stunned for a moment, he glanced blankly at Feng Chenshan, but Feng Chenshan's tone was cold, and he continued: "Eavesdropping on the elders' words, good self-cultivation! Whose family's disciple ?”

However, the wind and rain outside the room were overwhelming, even though he got up and went out to have a look, he couldn't find any clues except for a strange smell of alcohol.

Wen Zhumi stood there silently, already full of doubts in his heart, but the hesitation on his face turned into a knowing smile after seeing Feng Chenshan's serious face.He stepped forward and glanced at the direction of Meng Wubei's room pretending to be unintentional, and it was really calm, probably not because of Meng Wubei.

Feng Chenshan still wanted to chase after him, Wen Zhumi had already pulled his sleeve, and said with a smile: "Senior, don't worry, maybe it's just the wind? It's raining so hard outside, it's not good to go out and get the wind and cold."

Feng Chenshan's heart was ringing alarm bells at first, the person who came came with amazing lightness kung fu, even he didn't notice it in time, and even disappeared when he chased him out, it can be seen that the other party's martial arts is advanced, probably not much different from him.Moreover, Wen Zhumi's vigilance has never been lower than his, even Wen Zhumi said the same... Feng Chenshan's thoughts were confused, and he couldn't confirm whether he was suspicious or someone really came.

Wen Zhumi said again: "It's okay, Baopuzi is next door, if something happens, he must have time to react."

Only then did Feng Chenshan feel relieved, he was very worried about Wen Zhumi's martial arts, but there was Meng Wubei next door, no matter whether Meng Wubei was going to cover up Xiao Shuhua or not, at least he still respected him, besides, he also considered Growing up with Meng Wubei, he knew that this child had a good heart, even if he was deceived, he would not do anything against his principles.

Wen Zhu closed the door without any trace, and handed Feng Chenshan a cup of tea. Feng Chenshan looked at him with a smile: "The old man doesn't talk much, so why would he need to drink so much tea?"

Wen Zhumi blushed slightly: "Father used to like to drink tea, Zhumi got used to it."

When he mentioned Wen Xu, Feng Chenshan couldn't help feeling soft-hearted, took the teacup and drank it up, patted him on the head and said: "In the future, if you have something to do with Huanxizong, you can also come to Feng's family to ask the old man for help. It's not easy for you and Mei Xun ...By the way, you and Mei Xun are both coming to Huadu, what should Yundu Huanxizong do?"

Wen Zhumi was secretly happy, his eyes drifted to the direction of the door, but his mouth responded quickly: "It has been dealt with."

"Oh? The efficiency is pretty good."

Wen Zhumi cleared his throat, and said in a moderate voice, "The civil strife is only caused by Sanming, and everything has been resolved, so there is no need to worry about it."

Xiao Shuhua sneaked into the Juxian Tower, originally aiming at Meng Wubei, but as soon as he entered, he heard a refreshing sound of closing the door. From the corner of his eye, he happened to see Meng Wubei's lonely corner of his clothes, which immediately made him feel very funny, without hesitation chased after him.

However, Meng Wubei's speed of entering the room was much faster than his. When Xiao Shuhua arrived in front of his room, he was about to raise his hand to knock on the door, but martial arts practitioners who were always beyond everyone's hearing came from next door to Meng Wubei with great precision. The room captures its name.

Of course Xiao Shuhua would not forget that Meng Wubei came out of this room just now, and immediately leaned in front of Feng Chenshan's door logically, and he heard the clear and clear voice of the young man inside: "Just now Baopuzi refused to be honest, I'm afraid he has been instigated."

Xiao Shuhua only felt it was ridiculous in his heart, it turned out that he only needed to show a cold face to Meng Wubei to instigate rebellion, and he didn't know whether Xiao Shuhua who ran after Meng Wubei with a shy face before would regret it to death if he found out.

When Feng Chenshan chased him out of the room, Xiao Shuhua hooked his feet and hung firmly outside the long corridor, with the ground several feet away under him. Fortunately, Feng Chenshan was delayed and went back to the room in a short time, which was also convenient for him Climb back and continue eavesdropping.

Then he heard Wen Zhumi's voice with a smile on his face: "The civil strife is only caused by Sanming, if everything is resolved, don't worry about it anymore."

The chill in the tarsus began to spread from his limbs, and penetrated into the heart and spleen, and the viscera were violently disturbed by this huge malice. Xiao Shuhua was stunned for a moment, as stiff as a sculpture frozen by the wind and rain .

He didn't know the pain for a while.

I just feel cold.

His hands and feet were as cold as if they had just been washed out of the glaciers. He subconsciously grabbed the sword. The strong aroma of wine on the sword was like a brave soldier, fighting to break into his mouth and nose. The cold heat finally Squirted from his nasal cavity.

Xiao Shuhua's body hadn't recovered yet, his right hand was already enduring unparalleled pain, and he tightly clenched the sword. He felt a ringing in his ears, and he couldn't hear the conversation between the two in the room clearly.

Only the pounding heartbeat, like a cockroach ready to go, was always ready to explode in his chest.

Xiao Shuhua's right hand suddenly slipped, and the hilt was covered with cold sweat, which made him unable to grasp the sword steadily for a while.

But this slip was like a lost traveler who finally lost his footing. The end point of the falling abyss was a fiery sea of ​​flames, which unceremoniously ignited his heartbeat, and his heartbeat suddenly rang even more frantically. From thunder, to the hard rain, to the howling wind, everything is roaring in his ears along with his heartbeat approaching the limit.

Xiao Shuhua clenched his sword tightly, and cursed silently with his trembling lips.

With a flying kick, he ruthlessly kicked open Wen Zhumi's concealed door.

Feng Chenshan stood up suddenly, and the young man beside him blinked, and slowly smiled at Xiao Shuhua.