Lu Xiaofeng's colleagues: Ximen cat

Ximen Chuixue said lightly: "So the person in charge, either doesn't know Lu Xiaofeng very well, or knows Lu Xiaofeng very well."

Lu Xiaofeng was thoughtful, he understood what Ximen Chuuxue meant, the person who did this may be to stop him from going on, or to lure him to go on.

In the ruined temple, besides the dead, there are torn statues of gods, and there is also a god case. There is an old copper basin on the god case. There is clear water in the copper basin. A wooden comb floats on the water. hair.

Lu Xiaofeng picked up the wooden comb, it was a comb for women, exuding a quiet fragrance, there were a few drops of water on the divine table around the copper basin.

Lu Xiaofeng suddenly asked: "The one who sang just now was a woman?"

The cat nodded.

Lu Xiaofeng said: "The water marks on the case are still wet, it seems that she hasn't been gone for long, at least later than this dead man... Why is a woman still in the mood to sing and comb her hair in front of such a horrible corpse?"

Hua Manlou said: "Maybe she was being persecuted?"

Lu Xiaofeng said: "It's also possible that she killed this person."

As Lu Xiaofeng said, he handed the wooden comb in his hand to Huamanlou.

He believed that Huamanlou's fingertips were as sensitive as his ears. He saw with his own eyes that Huamanlou could tell the authenticity of an antique with a light touch of his fingertips.

Hua Manlou took the wooden comb, stroked it with fingertips, and said: "This is the comb from Tianxian Pavilion in the capital, and it was made by Qiaoshou Duanniang. I heard that she only makes ten combs a year, so every A handful is worth a thousand gold."

Lu Xiaofeng said: "It seems that this woman is very rich, so it doesn't feel bad to throw away such a comb."

Hua Manlou twisted the black hair on the comb, stroked it lightly with her fingertips, a strange expression suddenly appeared on her face, she couldn't tell it was joy?still sad?

"what happened?"

Hua Manlou didn't answer, but asked Mao Mao: "Do you remember what song she sang?"

Mao Mao nodded, and then began to sing.

Maomao’s voice is extremely beautiful, clear and melodious, without any impurities, like a winding and clear stream formed by the snow water of Tianshan Mountains, like the flowing clouds of nine days of carefree, every word seems to be wrapped around the tip of the tongue in the mouth After several laps, it floated out slowly, with lingering lingering sounds, making the people who heard it feel as if they were completely immersed in the clear spring, completely cleansed from the mind to the body, as comfortable as a newborn baby.

The singer was clearly by his side, but his voice seemed to come from nine days away, ethereal and distant, floating between heaven and earth.

What he sang was a very sad and bitter song, and the lyrics were sad, beautiful and moving. It was about a passionate girl who, before dying, told her lover about her wandering and misfortune in this life.

But no one who listened to the song paid attention to its lyrics, because Mao Mao's singing was so beautiful that their hearts and souls were immersed in it together, and they could no longer think about any problems.

Such a desolate and resentful song, in Maomao's mouth, is sung in a detached and carefree way, without even a hint of melancholy.You can't expect a cat who only thinks about eating and playing two things a day to understand something as complicated as love.

The singing stopped suddenly, and the world suddenly became indescribably empty and silent.

Unspeakable loss filled everyone's heart, Lu Xiaofeng said: "Why don't you sing?"

Mao Mao looked up at him, his eyes were as pure as a baby's: "No more."

Lu Xiaofeng was taken aback.

Hua Manlou smiled, and said softly, "Is it because the girl who sang stopped here?"

The cat nodded.

Lu Xiaofeng patted his forehead, unexpectedly forgot that Mao Mao was just repeating the song that others sang.

Lu Xiaofeng yearned leisurely: "The songs that Maomao imitates are so beautiful, I don't know how beautiful that girl's singing is..."

Hua Manlou said: "It's not as good as Mao Mao's singing."

Lu Xiaofeng was surprised: "Hua Man Lou, do you know who the singer is?"

Hua ManLou didn't answer, and there was an expression of joy and sadness on his face.

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Shangguan Feiyan?"

Hua Manlou nodded.

Lu Xiaofeng's heart skipped a beat, and he said, "This hair?"

"...It's hers too."

Lu Xiaofeng was speechless.

Hua Manlou pondered, and said: "Why did Dugu Fang come here? Why did he die here? Why did Shangguan Feiyan come here? Could it be that she was also murdered? Could it be that she has fallen into the hands of Tsing Yi Lou ?”

Lu Xiaofeng forced a smile and said: "No matter what, she is still alive. If a person has a knife around his neck, how can he still sing such a beautiful song?"

Hua Manlou asked: "Has Maomao seen the singing person clearly?"

The cat nodded.

"What does she look like?"

Mao Mao tilted her head and said, "Two hands, two legs, two eyes, two ears, one nose, one mouth..."

Please forgive cats who like to use the word "only", because it is a "only" cat.And you can't expect a cat to tell whether a person's eyes are phoenix eyes or almond eyes, and describe them accurately.

So Lu Xiaofeng was very dissatisfied with its description: "Of course people are like this. Have you ever seen a person with one arm, one foot and one eye?"

Lu Xiaofeng was very proud of his level of speaking, and was about to watch Mao Mao foolishly shake his head, but who knew Mao Mao thought about it, and then nodded.

Lu Xiaofeng's eyes widened: "Have you really seen it?"

Mao Mao nodded, and pointed with jade-like fingers: "Sister sings, half a person comes in..."

Lu Xiaofeng was surprised: "Half a person? Liu Yuhen?"

Maomao didn't know who Liu Yuhen was, so he continued: "Half of them said: 'There's no need to sing, they've already left.'" Maomao couldn't speak very clearly by himself, but he was very fluent when repeating other people's words, and he couldn't even speak clearly. The calm, somewhat dull and indifferent tone of the person was perfectly imitated, so Lu Xiaofeng immediately recognized that the person who spoke was Liu Yuhen.

"My sister stopped singing... stood up... fiercely, threw the comb into the water, and said: 'This is impossible! How could Huamanlou not come?' Half of them said: 'Maybe he didn't hear it.' Sister Said: "Why, it is impossible for him not to hear." Half of the people said: "Maybe because he was worried about whether a little fox fell down at that time..." The sister said: "Is it this little fox?" Come to hug the cat... The owner said that it is not allowed to be hugged casually, and... my sister is fierce... the cat hides, and half of the person said: "I advise you not to touch it, because it is a fox raised by Ximen Chuixue The sister said: "Isn't that just right?" I came to catch the cat, and the cat ran and jumped on it..." The cat pointed to the statue on the ground, and then pointed to the Dugu Fang hanging on it, and said: "This one fell down. , Mao Mao saw him... my sister saw him, said: "Let's go!" and disappeared. Mao Mao borrowed clothes to wear, and went to find the carriage... The owner is not in the carriage..."

Lu Xiaofeng started to touch his non-existent mustache again.

Ximen Chuuxue rushed out of the door with the cat in his arms and disappeared.

Lu Xiaofeng looked at Huamanlou and said, "Doesn't I look very stupid and easy to deceive?"

Huamanlou didn't answer.

Lu Xiaofeng smiled and said: "Unfortunately, they never thought that Ximen Chuixue raised not a fox, but a vixen, who can not only understand their words, but also repeat them verbatim."

Hua Manlou still didn't answer, there was a hint of sadness in his unfocused eyes, Lu Xiaofeng couldn't laugh anymore: "You didn't hear her singing with your own ears, maybe it's just the comb she used..."

Hua Manlou smiled slightly, and said, "Don't forget, that song was originally meant to be sung for me..."

Lu Xiaofeng no longer knew what to say.

Hua Manlou laughed, and said, "No matter what, she is still alive."

Indescribable relief and joy.

Lu Xiaofeng smiled, this was what he said to comfort Hua Manlou, but he should have known a long time ago that Hua Manlou will never need other people's comfort, because he will never be depressed and hopeless, what he sees is always life There is a hopeful side to him, and he will never lose his love for life.

This is Huamanlou.

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"If you don't take the cat out to play, the cat won't take a bath!" The cat clung to Ximen Chuuxue like an octopus: "If the cat doesn't take a bath, the cat wants to go out to play!"

With a cold face, Ximen Chuuxue waved his arms slightly, and the cat, who claims to never take a bath, plopped into the hot spring bath.

Fortunately, Maomao is not so afraid of water now, and after a while in the water, it stood firm.He was only wearing Dugu Fang's coat at first, and Dugu Fang's stature is not considered tall, but Mao Mao wore his clothes like a child stealing an adult's clothes, so he didn't feel it just now, and now it is in the water. After tossing, a large piece of white and greasy skin was exposed, and drops of water slid down the small and delicate chin, slid down the delicate neck and down the chest, flowing on the soft and delicate skin, and submerged in the shadow of the half-opened skirt... …The small and tender red dogwood stands upright by the water, looming in the half-open skirt, lining the snow-like skin, tempting people to shake their souls, and I don’t know when it will be.

Ximen Chuuxue took a tight breath, his throat was slightly congealed, and he quickly turned his head away.

Mao Mao is still trying to fight for his reasonable rights: "After taking a bath...he doesn't eat! If you don't take the cat out to play, the cat won't eat, and the cat will starve to death!"

When Ximen Chuuxue heard his veins twitching, Mao Mao finally remembered what the maids and sisters said: "If you don't take Mao Mao, Mao Mao will die for you!"

good very good.

Crying, making trouble, and hanging herself three times, she has learned all the three tricks of a woman!

Would it be too late for Steward Mei to replace all the maids in the house with servants?

If Mao Mao was left alone in the mansion, under the pampering of hundreds of people headed by Butler Mei, what kind of cat would he see when he came back?

Ximen Chuuxue turned and went out.

Mao Mao yelled from behind: "Go out and play! If you don't take Mao Mao out to play, Mao Mao will go out by itself! Mao Mao will buy fish to eat by itself..."

Ximen Chuuxue's back froze, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I'll wait for you for a quarter of an hour."

After closing the door, Maomao cheered excitedly: "Go out and play! Go out and play!"