Seven Chapters of Facial Paralysis

When he returned to Jinling, Tang Wuxun's Seven Star Begonia was really dead, and even the dead branches were almost eaten by moths, and the one in Huamanlou, because he told the Hua family in Jinling before, as long as he Help him take care of him when he's not around, and he's still alive and well.

"Oh, it's a big deal, you can take my pot." In the evening, Hua Manlou invited him to the small building for dinner, and reluctantly offered him his own pot.

"No need," Tang Wuxun put the flowers back, and continued with a rare touch of warmth in his voice—although he didn't notice it himself—continued, "I don't have to use this, you can keep it for yourself."

"Well," Hua Manlou lowered his head to eat, and suddenly asked him, "Ah Xun, are you going out anytime soon?"

Tang Wuxun nodded, "Yes."

"Then you should come back earlier," Hua Manlou said with concern, "The weather has become very hot recently, and running outside all the time is not good for your health."

Although he was used to his concern, Tang Wuxun still felt a little embarrassed every time he heard it, so he nodded with a stiff face, "I know."

If the two of them were a man and a woman, the conversation just now would have been like a young couple, but the two parties didn't realize it at all, and thought they were just good friends...

In the following days, Tang Wuxun started to go to the government to accept arrest missions again. The time he went out was as long as ten and a half months, and as short as three to five days. But every time he came back, he would be dragged by Hua Manlou to rest for two days. I can no longer come back and tidy up my gear and leave like before.

Tang Wuxun has always been indifferent and unkind, but now he can't refuse his concern, on the contrary he quite enjoys it.His parents died when he was a child in the battle between the allied forces of the Tang Sect Beggar Gang and the Ming Cult in Fenghua Valley, and later he was selected by Ni Zhantangtang to be an assassin at a young age. Licking blood and living alone, even though Tang Wule and Tang Wuying had a good friendship with him, they would not treat him as considerately as Hua Manlou.So in essence, he has no resistance at all to this kind of tender concern.

Huamanlou treated him so well, so he naturally wanted to reciprocate, so every time he came back from the house, he would always bring Huamanlou some special flowers or special snacks from the places he passed by. He will be very happy to receive it, so he is even more kind to him, and he will never forget to pull him in for any good things.

After more than three months like this, it was the hottest time of the year. When Tang Wuxun came back again, Hua Manlou took Tang Wuxun to visit a bitter gourd master who cooked very delicious vegetarian dishes.

Master Bitter Gourd’s vegetarian food is not easy to eat. To eat vegetarian food at his place not only requires bathing and incense, but also patience, making him pleasing to the eye, and making him feel good.

Before going there, Huamanlou specially asked Tang Wuxun to wear the Wanhuagu clothes that Lu Xiaofeng said were "very handsome young masters". I saw that the people who came were all right, so I went to cook in a good mood.

After Hua Manlou and Tang Wuxun finished burning incense in the meditation room, they opened the bamboo curtain and went to the courtyard.

In the courtyard, the Gusong layman of Huangshan Mountain and Mu Taoist, who is known as the first in Go, the second in poetry and wine, and the third in swordsmanship in Wudang, are sitting under a clump of bamboo and playing chess.

The sound of the evening bell was heard in the twilight, and the evening wind blew through the bamboo bushes to take away the heat. Hua Manlou took a deep breath and smiled, "It's really shameful for the two seniors to wait here for a long time. .”

Taoist Mu smiled, "You let me win the bet with the layman, it doesn't matter if I wait for you."

"Oh? What kind of game?" Hua Manlou brushed the fallen leaves on the stone bench with his robe sleeve, with an incomparably elegant gesture, "Ah Xun, let's sit here."

Layman Gu Song shook his head and sighed, "He said you must know that we are here, even if we don't make a sound, you would know, but I still don't want to understand, how do you know?"

Hua Manlou smiled and said nothing.

Mu Taoist's gaze shifted to Tang Wuxun, and he asked suspiciously, "Who is this young master?"

"This is my good friend Tang Nineteen." As soon as Tang Wuxun was mentioned, the corners of Hua Manlou's mouth could not help but curl up a little more, "I think the weather is too hot recently, so I forced him to come here to cool off."

At this time, an indescribable fragrance suddenly came from the Zen house.

Layman Gu Song enjoyed closing his eyes, took a deep breath, and sighed: "Master Bitter Gourd's vegetarian diet is really unparalleled in the world."

"He said it himself, the vegetarian food he cooks is something that bodhisattvas would be tempted to smell." Taoist Mu said with a smile, "The dishes are on the table, why are we still sitting here?"

Layman Gu Song laughed loudly and took his hand in together.

Hua Manlou walked beside Tang Wuxun with a smile on his face, with a very relaxed expression.

Before the two of them entered the door, they heard Lay Gu Song and Taoist Mu sighing in unison.

"This monk is eccentric." Taoist Mu said.

"He wanted us to take a bath with incense, but let a person who had just rolled in the muddy pond eat first." Gu Song layman said.

The people who had just rolled in the muddy pond were wolfing down their food. When they heard what they said, they raised their heads and waved behind them, "Oh, Huamanlou, you really take your family with you everywhere. Xun." It was Lu Xiaofeng who hadn't appeared for a long time.

Master Bitter Gourd was still sitting next to him and kept picking up vegetables for him. While picking up vegetables, he responded to Mu Taoist's words: "The monk is indeed partial, but he is the only one who favors him. It's useless for you to be angry."

In fact, Lu Xiaofeng's friends are very partial to him, not to mention Master Bitter Gourd, even Taoist Mu himself can't help him?

Hua Manlou shook his head helplessly and smiled, and sat next to him, wrinkled his nose as soon as he sat down, and asked, "How many days have you not showered?"

Lu Xiaofeng's mouth was full and he couldn't speak, so he had to slap two hands. Tang Wuxun explained in a friendly way: "He said ten days."

Hua Manlou was surprised: "What have you been doing these days?"

Lu Xiaofeng managed to swallow everything in his mouth, then exhaled comfortably, and said, "I'm busy paying off the gambling debt of the dead monkey spirit, last time I won somersaults with him and won a mess, who knew he would go back He practiced somersaults for several months, and then he came to me for a competition, and he turned 680 somersaults in an hour. Do you want to die? So of course I lost, so I had to dig 680 earthworms for him.”

He said bitterly: "Actually, he doesn't want earthworms at all, he just wants to watch me dig them!"

A group of people laughed, Tang Wuxun picked up a lot of dishes for Huamanlou very deftly while they were all laughing.

Lu Xiaofeng suddenly came back to his senses, "Ah! I'm not full yet!"

So Taoist Mu and Layman Gusong finally remembered that they came to eat the vegetarian food of Master Bitter Gourd... Two old men who were over fifty years old were eating chopsticks like flying, and the plate was more than half empty in an instant.

Hua Manlou smiled and ate the vegetables piled up in the bowl, feeling very happy.

Master Bitter Gourd asked Lu Xiaofeng while picking up vegetables: "Have you ever heard of the most popular person in the world recently?"

"You mean Tang Guishou?" Taoist Mu said, "I heard that this person comes and goes without a trace, and his concealed weapon technique is very clever."

"Yes, yes." Lu Xiaofeng nodded meaningfully.

Hua Manlou secretly stepped on him under the table.

Master Bitter Gourd shook his head, "Now Tang Guishou is no longer the most prominent figure. You must have never heard of this person."

"Who is that person?" Layman Gu Song asked curiously.

"It's a man who embroiders," Master Bitter Gourd sighed. "In a month, the embroidery needles in his hands have embroidered many blind people. You must know some of them. Chang Mantian from Zhenyuan Escort, Jiang Chongwei from Southeast Palace, Huayu Xuan's Hua Yifan..."

Except for Tang Wuxun, who didn't care about Jianghu affairs, everyone else took a deep breath.

According to Master Bitter Gourd, this guy named Embroidery Bandit committed 80 or 9 major cases in a row within a month, including the [-] volumes of priceless calligraphy and paintings collected by Hua Yuxuan, the [-] taels of dart silver from Zhenyuan, and the treasures from Zhendong. A batch of red goods, [-] taels of gold leaves from Jinsha River, etc., etc., were all robbed by him alone.

Mu Taoist murmured: "You said that he is also elusive, using embroidery needles as weapons?"

Master Bitter Gourd nodded.

"Such a person seems to be in line with the image of Tang Guishou we just mentioned." Mu Daoren said, "Excellent in lightness skills, and clever in concealed weapons."

Tang Wuxun's face immediately turned dark.

When Lu Xiaofeng first heard it, he almost choked to death with a piece of vegetarian duck stuck in his throat. Master Bitter Gourd beat him hard on the back a few times before he recovered, and then he started laughing crazily, laughing till tears Out.

"What are you laughing at?" Taoist Mu blew his beard and stared, "Is what I said funny?"

Lu Xiaofeng glanced at Tang Wuxun, laughed even more exaggeratedly, almost slipped off the chair.

Hua Manlou was also a little dumbfounded, so he had to explain: "Tang Guishou can't be the embroidered thief, because he has been with me a while ago."

Ever since Jin Jiuling exposed Tang Wuxun's identity last time, Hua Manlou discovered that his name was Tang Wuxun "Ah Xun", and introduced his surname to others. It was really easy for people to guess Tang Wuxun's identity, so he was in front of people for a few days. Everyone called Tang Wuxun "Nineteen", but he called it awkwardly, and Tang Wuxun also heard it awkwardly, so he said to him: "If you can hide it, you can hide it, and it doesn't matter if you can't. I hate trouble, but I'm not afraid of trouble. You Call him whatever you like." So he will not deliberately conceal Tang Wuxun's identity anymore, of course, he will not say it casually, but now people will guess that his family, A Xun, is an embroidered thief... At this time, it must be said.