The first floor of Luhua Tianxia

(13)

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The last time I came here was a beautiful place with blue sky, green grass, good wind and good water. After three months, I have been deeply trapped in the swamp of cold winter. I have been deprived of color, angry, and changed into a cold heart.

When it was Shenshi, the sky was already half dark, dark and cold, and the outline of the steeple fort was vaguely visible in front of it. This long journey finally reached its destination.

However, this destination is not home, and there will be no warm lights waiting for them.

Lu Xiaofeng almost wanted to sigh, opened his mouth and was forced back by the piercing cold, Hua Manlou walked side by side with him, his sleeves were icy cold, his face was not very good-looking, Zuo Xuan took a few steps ahead, the wind blowing his thin body The embroidered robe was tossed and blown, which must have been uncomfortable.

A row of people were holding torches and waiting in the cold wind, Lu Xiaofeng glanced at them, the dizzying light even made it difficult to distinguish the color of the clothes they were wearing, only recognized Gu Daoren's face stiffened by the wind.

Neither party was in the mood to say anything more, and they entered the door with both feet.

In the guest room, the ground dragon was roasting warmly, the wine was warmed on the table, and there was a wooden bucket of hot water, Lu Xiaofeng was almost moved to tears.

The heat was steaming, Lu Xiaofeng was a little dizzy, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of someone outside the window, normally he would have got up to look, but right now he really didn't want to get up from the softened hot water,

There were two bang bangs, the figure didn't leave, but knocked on the door instead, "Lu Xiaofeng..."

Lu Xiaofeng responded to ten thousand reluctances, wiped off and opened the door,

"If you come to me like this, aren't you afraid that Zuo Xuan will know?"

Daoren Gu chuckled, "He's been away for a long time, and he's going to accompany Madam when he comes back. He won't come out tonight."

Lu Xiaofeng really didn't expect this answer, at this moment, he saw Hua Manlou also walking over in a daze,

"I called Playboy along."

Daoren Gu took them for a walk and walked outside,

It was already dark, and it was still cold except for the cold. The choking smell of burnt air blew in the cold knife-like air. Looking for the smell, I saw a large and intense fire in the distance.

With the help of the wind, the fire soars up and burns as if hanging in the air,

In the heart of fire came the sound of thunderclap,

As they got closer, they could see clearly that the fire in the middle of the sky was a burning pyre, and the firewood was spread out to form a coffin platform, on which the figure lying on it was burning vigorously.

Lu Xiaofeng looked at the Jade Rakshasa that was on fire, he didn't expect that this generation of sect master who was not close to people and ghosts died, and the corpse was so casually burned in the dark.

As if seeing through his sigh, Gu Daoren spoke slowly,

"Death is death, not necessarily sentimental."

The words spoken also turned into white smoke in the cold air,

"The building is full of flowers, Lu Xiaofeng," before the smoke was exhausted, a figure came out,

"I said, can you brighten up the lights here?" Lu Xiaofeng looked at the wobbly person and the shadow sticking behind him, both the person and the shadow were in a daze,

"Tang Tu?" Hua Manlou, who had been silent all this time, suddenly interrupted,

"I didn't expect you to remember my voice," the man smiled slightly, "It's been sixteen or seventeen years, how is uncle?"

Hua Manlou also smiled, "My father is doing well, the days passed in a daze, see you today..."

The sky was so dark that there was half a waning moon, and Tang Tuzhou was covered in the faint moonlight, so he couldn't see his eyebrows clearly, nor could he tell whether the smile on his face was genuine or not.

The Tang Sect has always been headed by blood relatives. The No. 13 generation head, Tang Aonian, is over sixty years old, and the power in his hands is gradually weakening, and power replacement is normal. As long as you ensure that it falls among your blood descendants, this power actually does not exist. Change.

This is the cornerstone for the Tangmen to stand in the rivers and lakes for generations.Tang Tu is the one who must be the next head, nothing else, only thinks he is Tang Ao's son.

"Seeing you today, since I have something to ask for," Tang Tu said,

Hua Manlou had expected this sentence, and answered it at the same time as he spoke,

"If you want to say the same thing as I think, you can't force it."

"It seems that Mr. Hua has forgotten all about the old relationship," Tang Tu said in the same tone, as if he didn't care, and asked Lu Xiaofeng again,

"Lu Xiaofeng, who do you think can kill Yu Luocha with poison?"

Lu Xiaofeng, who had been listening silently, was caught off guard by him,

"At first I was just skeptical, but now that I see you, I'm a little bit sure again,"

That day in front of Yu Luocha's bed, besides lamenting the impermanence of the world in his heart, Lu Xiaofeng also noticed that Yu Luocha's hand was holding him, the five fingers were withered and stiff, as if he couldn't bend it voluntarily, he lowered his head and saw in surprise, Although the color of the nails is normal, the blood vessels under the skin have burst, and the blood has clotted into spots of purpura all over the back of the hand, which is obviously caused by evil poison.At that time, my heart skipped a beat, somewhat expecting that this trip would be the Demon Cult's own housework.

For a person who can send his own son away from birth, Yu Luosha's scheming is as heavy as his ghost-like kung fu, and others can't get close to him. Could it be the closest relatives and trustworthy people around him who can poison him.

"Do you regret coming?" Gu Daoren looked at him silently and asked,

Lu Xiaofeng smiled helplessly, "I can still quit now? But," he suddenly turned to look at Tang Tu, "Are you Tang Tu or Yu Tianbao?"

"Or, he is both Tangtu and Yutianbao." Hua Manlou suddenly added,

"Lu Xiaofeng is really Lu Xiaofeng," Tang Tu smiled instead of anger, and even Gu Daoren who was beside him showed his approval,

If there is one person in this world who can make Yu Luosha let go of his guard, it can only be his own son.

The one who died in Yinhook Gambling House was not Yu Luocha's real son, the real one, in order to avoid the edge, was sent to be raised by Yu Luocha as early as the moment he was born, but he never thought that he would die in the hands of his own son,

Yu Tianbao can be fake, and the son he brought back can also be fake. It seems ridiculous to ordinary people not to recognize his own son. Isn't it justifiable to send out the son.

"The world is so big, why did Yu Luocha choose to send him to be raised by the Tang Sect?" Hua Manlou asked suddenly

Daoren Gu showed a mocking expression, "Do you think Yu Luocha should send him to Wudang or Shaolin?"

Lu Xiaofeng interrupted him, "What do you guys want tonight?"

"Yu Luocha gave you the Raksha card before she died,"

"We don't want the Raksha card, we just want a sentence, what Yu Luocha said to you before he died." Tang Tu stared at him closely,

Lu Xiaofeng's face became embarrassing,

"I'd rather you ask me for the Rakshasa card." If the Rakshasa card is given out, there is always a chance to get it back. Once a secret is told and it falls into the ears of others, it is no longer a secret.

His words stopped suddenly, because he found that there was another person in the night.

What made Lu Xiaofeng's heart tremble was the dark green robe on that man's body. Although it was not enough to see the weird human face embroidered on it, the gleaming green light was enough to make his eyes sink.

The person who came was not Zuo Xuan.Only the elders of the Demon Cult wear green robes, Lu Xiaofeng thought again in this atmosphere, Zuo Xuan didn't show up at such a moment, could it be that he really went to accompany Madam?

The green-robed old man appeared like a ghost, he had already walked to the place where Gu Daoren stood side by side, one was immortal and the other seemed boneless, he stood there but seemed not there, his whole body was melted in the moonlight.After Sui Han's three friends died, the Demon Sect succeeded two elders.One is Daoren Gu, and the other is said to be replaced by the former right protector, who holds two positions.

Lu Xiaofeng, Suihan's three friends, met him, Zuo Hufa, Zuo Xuan, and he also fought against him.Lu Xiaofeng suddenly lamented that he had always been so stubborn,

In front of this ghostly figure who is also the protector of the right and the elder, I don't know if I can survive my life,

There was nothing special about his voice, what he said fell on Lu Xiaofeng's ears, and at this moment it was even more beautiful than Lu Qi's ditty sung upstairs,

"Before the Heavenly Festival, who dares to cause trouble?" When he said this, he looked at Gu Daoren beside him,

The Rightist took a step forward, walked out of the boundary cast by the moon, his hand was already on the scabbard, and with just one movement, the wind stopped behind him.

Gu Daoren's face turned pale, while Tang Tu looked at him sullenly,

The right envoy looked back at the titular next leader without saying a word,

The previous wood and flesh were all burned up, the flame could no longer be maintained, and after a few struggles it was extinguished, and the air became bitterly cold again.Lu Xiaofeng felt his hands and feet were cold in the wind, he only thought about the half-baked hot bath before coming out,

Hua Manlou, who had stood quietly for a long time, spoke out for him,

"It's inconvenient for outsiders to observe the affairs of the teaching, so Lu Xiaofeng and I will go back first."

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Waking up the next day, when Lu Xiaofeng opened his eyes, there was a flash,

On the ground in front of him are piles of gold picks, silver ingots, agates and topaz, more than a thousand pieces of gold.

"Huamanlou?" Lu Xiaofeng tried to call out,

Huang Bai dazzled the eyes, Lu Xiaofeng rubbed his eyes, and saw two people clearly in the brilliance, one was Hua Manlou, and the other woman in yellow who was bowing to him to say goodbye, glanced at him and walked away without making a sound out.

"Her name is Huang Shuixian. Is she as lovely as her name, and Brother Lu watched her so far after everyone left?"

Lu Xiaofeng stroked his beard, "I think she looks familiar..."

Hua Manlou smiled, "There are no beauties in the world that Lu Xiaofeng doesn't look familiar with, but it's a pity that this Huang Narcissus is already married." He deliberately paused, "She is Zuo Xuan's wife."

Lu Xiaofeng almost fell,

"Not only is the person beautiful, but he also sent this treasure full of land."

"Why did she give me so many jewels?" Lu Xiaofeng was puzzled,

Hua Manlou shook his head, "These are all given to you by Zuo Xuan."

"What does it mean?"

"I think he meant the same thing as Gu Daoren and Tang Tu last night," Hua Manlou answered him,

A threat, a lure, although the method is different, the purpose is always the same, nothing more than to get Lu Xiaofeng to stand in line.

They only came to the main altar of the Devil's Cult for one night, and three days later, on the [-]th day of the last month, the Heavenly Sacrifice of the Devil's Cult will be held, and these days will not be peaceful.Lu Xiaofeng went out after teasing Huamanlou, no matter how much he was going to do, it's a serious matter to have some breakfast first.

After stepping out of the room, turning left and right into the hall, Lu Xiaofeng was dazzled again,

The beams inside the Spire Fort are set extremely high, and the porch is deep and winding. The light coming in from the tall window lattices is already insufficient. Even though it was daytime the previous time, the surroundings were dark.

What you see today is completely different.

The scarlet carpet on the ground was spread without even a single gap. Among the long-lost orchid musk and sandalwood, more than a dozen young women were dancing with their sleeves curled up. The person sitting behind the table was none other than Tang Tu,

The sandalwood is old and the smell of wine is getting stale. It must be that this feast has been going on for a long time, even all night.

Tang Tu raised his eyes for a while, and a young girl came forward to sit down with the two of them, holding a silver pot and money,

"Isn't it too early to drink at this point?" Lu Xiaofeng would say the same thing,

He was answered with a burst of drunken laughter, "When can't you get drunk when there are guests?"

Amidst the laughter, Hua Manlou's expression changed,

Lu Xiaofeng also became suspicious, "Who are you?"

There was a snort, but it was the charming smile of the girl beside him, "The two of you came here, but you don't know who he is?"

Lu Xiaofeng didn't know how to answer, and Hua Manlou didn't know how to answer either.The one on this place is naturally the next leader of the Devil's Cult.The next leader was supposed to be Yu Tianbao, the son of Yu Luocha, but was replaced by Tang Tu, the young master of the Tang family.

But when the man laughed, Hua Manlou realized that he was not Tang Tu from last night.

"Of course he is Yu Tianbao," Zuo Xuan walked into the hall, he was still wearing a crimson brocade robe with black face exposed, Lu Xiaofeng looked behind him, followed his footsteps, followed by a dozen people, looking at the clothes It is a Hu merchant from the Western Regions.

With a wave of Zuo Xuan's hand, everyone sat down behind the table, and on the benches, there was delicious food and wine.He smiled and looked around to signal, and the light song and slow dance started again, the music flowed leisurely, went straight to the outside of the castle, and came back with the wind from outside.