The Reborn Liar Is Hard to Defend

Unexpectedly, his life was already hanging by a thread on the way.Staying overnight in an inn, but ran into Sun Liqi, who was taught by Xuanming Sect.Xuanmingjiao occupied the position of the No. [-] church in Jianghu by virtue of its poison and hidden weapons. Fan Yugui couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief: those who are proficient in poison can naturally also be proficient in detoxification. This catastrophe.

But things didn't go as smoothly as Fan Yugui expected.Sun Weiqi originally had no friendship with the Fan family and Huilu Palace, and he was eager to rush back to Islam, not wanting to cause trouble.So, with a faint sentence of "I can't help you", Fan Yugui's request for help was pushed away.

Fan Yugui also did not expect that so many accidents would happen during his trip.Knowing that it would be difficult for him to make it back to the village, he wrote a letter that night and sent someone to send it to Fanjiazhuang as quickly as possible.However, when Fan Yulin received the letter and personally led his people to the inn mentioned in the letter, Fan Yugui was already on the verge of dying.

Originally a well-known and well-known master, in the Jianghu, he could not avoid his sudden death in an extremely unexpected contest.

Fan Moxuan sat in front of the table with his chin level, staring at his father's last writing, without saying a word.In the Shimen Escort Bureau, listening to Rong Cangshuo's three sighs and three sighs, he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

The Xuanming Sect also caused a great disturbance in the Jianghu, and the emergence of a pair of twin siblings in this disturbance became the key to turning the whole situation around.The twin siblings are named Biluo and Huangli. It is only known in the world that they are the killers who betrayed Yesha, but there is no way to verify their life experience.The fate of the siblings naturally did not escape Ye Sha's severe punishment, both of them lost their lives with their former partners and subordinates.

But at this moment, Rong Xingjie's heart suddenly brightened: Qiao Lu's pair of children were named after Yu and Mu.Jade is green; wood is yellow.

Thinking of this level, he also understood the reason why Fan Moxuan instigated Bi Luo and Huang Li to hold Xuanming's Pei Lengshu hostage and caused the Xuanming sect to fail in that turmoil: it was a plan to borrow a knife to kill people, and Xuanming, who would not be saved, was destroyed. The gray heron who gave the poisoned palm dies.

Fan Moxuan's city mansion is really too deep.Just the two hours of conversation that day was enough to persuade the two sisters and brothers to betray Yesha, and changed Pei Lengshu from escort to hostage.He could actually say to his father-killing enemy so calmly: "It was the Xuanming Sect who killed Qiao Lu."

One layer after another of these strategies, if he hadn't been reincarnated as a human being, even if he had a few more thoughts, he might not be able to understand it.Obviously, his strategy was not accomplished in a day or two.This has been planned for several years.Step by step, avenge the murder of his father, eliminate stumbling blocks, and seize the position of supreme.

It started with Fan Yugui's accidental death, and ended with Rong Xingjie's lock throwing and questioning.

At that time Rong Xingjie knew the truth, and smiled wryly: "I can't beat you." In fact, he was deceived so thoroughly that when Fan Moxuan finally revealed the truth himself, it seemed so ironic.In the ten years of his previous life, he had never really fought against Fan Moxuan.

Rong Xingjie played with his hands absently, and Rong Cangshuo remained silent.The two sat opposite each other in the living room, it was so quiet that there was no sound, only the sound of Rong Xingjie kicking the chair from time to time.

Zou Tong finally got back his dislocated arm, tied two wooden sticks and entered the hall with his buddy.When he was guarding outside the door earlier, he also heard some things that Rongcangshuo and Zhang Bo said inside.Now that I looked at the atmosphere in the hall, I understood the reason.

He only looked at Rong Cangshuo for a moment, then walked to Uncle Zhang from the side, and asked in a low voice, "Little brother, he... didn't say anything, did he?"

Zhang Bo just shook his head again and again.

Over there, Fan Moxuan also waited until he got home and saw the snow-white elegiac couplet hanging on the door lintel, only then did he realize that things were far from as simple as he had imagined.But he was no longer panicking, but walked into the room quickly.

Her mother, Xiao Suming, was dressed in plain, her eyes were swollen like walnuts, and she kept wiping her dry eye sockets with a white veil in her hand.Seeing Fan Moxuan walking in from the door, my heart felt sore again.

"Son, your father..."

"Mother, Mo Xuan knows. You should go and rest for a while." Unable to bear to see his mother's haggard appearance, Fan Moxuan winked at the maid who had been serving her mother.The servant girl stepped forward and helped Xiao Suming down.

Only then did Fan Yulin bring his daughter Fan Yiru back from the outside, and they should have arranged the coffin and shroud for the death.Seeing Fan Moxuan staring at the room full of white paper flowers with a straight face, he stepped forward and patted him on the back: "Mo Xuan, the master of the Gray Heron Palace has a pair of children, and I have sent someone to find out the strength of the gray heron." .You don't worry."

Fan Moxuan nodded: "Uncle Lao bother you. Moxuan saves it."

Although Rong Xingjie still shook his head and looked heartless, everyone in the escort agency knew that the young master was not in a good mood.

It had been half a day since he knew about the Fan family, but he just slid two mouthfuls of rice into his mouth, his favorite scrambled eggs with tomatoes didn't even touch a chopstick, so he reasoned that he was full and ran away.

The little flower in the yard is also leisurely playing with a string of fish bones in its nest.Rong Xingjie walked up to it, kicked the fish bone away, ignored its grinning hair and got angry, and sat on the side pulling weeds.

Liu Zhiqiu realized that something had happened while he was having lunch, so Rong Xingjie, who was usually the most noisy, didn't answer the two topics his father raised.And he had ignored the affairs of Jianghu for many years, so he understood what they didn't tell him, so he took Liu Mingyue to leave in the afternoon.

Before Liu Mingyue left, he secretly stuffed a piece of broken silver to Rong Xingjie, blushing and said: "If you still meet that little actor, give it to him for me." After a short pause, "Don't say it's me."

Liu Mingyue also went back. Originally, the three children were bustling with each other, but he was the only one left.As soon as autumn arrives, I feel bleak.

Death is usually very close to autumn.

If Fan Moxuan wants to take revenge, he must start to take actions from then on.Rong Xingjie understood that his days of self-will were over.He had to find a way to go to Fan Yugui's funeral.

The author has something to say: This chapter is so hard for me to write... silently crawling away

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Chapter 17...

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the news of the funeral in Fanjiazhuang to spread in Jianghu.As a role in the Jianghu, the Shimen Bodyguard Agency had to deal with all parties, so it was easier to get news.

Rong Xingjie has put in some hard work to practice martial arts these days.Although the effect has not yet appeared, it made Rong Cangshuo feel a lot better.

No, when Rong Xing walked up to him eagerly, he smiled kindly and patted his head: "Little brat, you look aggrieved, what's the matter?"

"Father, let's go and see Brother Moxuan?" Rong Xingjie put his arms around Rong Cangshuo's neck on tiptoe, "Although his father is fierce, he must still be very sad. Let's not make him sad. "

Rongcang Sakumoto was also hesitant about this matter.It is said that the Rong family and the Fan family did not have any friendship before, and if they really pursue it, they might have to rely on their opponents.But after all, Fan Moxuan enjoyed quite a lot with his precious son, and he also lived here for a while, so he told Fan Moxuan about this, so it seemed unreasonable not to express it.But Zou Tong's arms were still tied, so naturally he couldn't let him go.My own son, it's hard to say that kind of effort goes out.

Now that Rong Xingjie took the initiative to bring it up with him, this matter has to be considered from another angle.Fortunately, Rong Xingjie did a good job of preparatory work before, and it didn't take much effort to bring out the hard work of the day before, Rong Cangshuo agreed.

Rong Cangshuo was still thinking: This little brat has grown up and knows how to care for others.Rong Xingjie breathed a sigh of relief over there, and he was already planning in his mind what he should say and do when he saw Fan Moxuan next.

On the day of the funeral, Rong Cangshuo and Rong Xingjie drove a carriage and stopped in front of Fanjiazhuang.

The layout on the gate of Fanjiazhuang has changed a lot compared to the scribbled two days ago.According to the custom, the paper banners were glued to willow wood with burnt paper and stood on both sides of the door.Burnt paper was also pasted on the gate, which was a bleak earthy yellow and white, making people who saw it immediately feel heavy.

Stepping into the mourning hall, wherever you look, there are monotonous white and black.There is a table in the middle, and there are "four kinds" on it, which are fish, meat, eggs, and noodles.In front of it stands a burner of incense and a long burning lamp.Green smoke curled up from the censer, getting weaker and scattered as it went up, it looked like the invisible soul lingered, reluctant to part with this house.But the lights are in a trance, the brightness is not strong, but it is always bright.Behind the square table is a long white curtain, which separates the coffin placed behind.

Rong Xingjie saw at a glance that Fan Moxuan was wearing a white coat, white shoes, and his head was tied in a knot on the left side.He stood on the left side of the square table, next to Xiao Suming, and in front of Fan Yulin and Fan Yiru.

Rong Xingjie followed his father a few steps forward and kowtowed four times in front of the spiritual tablet.According to the rules, if you kowtow to a ghost, you get four.Fan Moxuan also stood up and gave them four heads.

Rong Xingjie looked at his face, which was reflected miserably by his clothes, and felt panicked in his heart, and almost went forward to hold him back.Fortunately, Fan Moxuan did not look at him, but kept his head down, Rong Xingjie was not impulsive.

Some people came one after another, among them Rong Xingjie also saw Gu Chexi.After kowtowing in front of the coffin one by one, and Fan Moxuan turned back one by one, the members of the Fan family stepped forward and burned a handful of burnt paper into the cornucopia in front of the square table.Xiao Suming couldn't help herself again, covered her mouth with a handkerchief and began to cry.Everyone in the mourning hall was filled with deep sorrow.

The coffin will remain in the mourning hall for three days, during which time the incense burner and the ever-burning lamp cannot be extinguished.Rong Xingjie waited for the visitors to disperse before walking up to Fan Moxuan and hugging him: "Brother Moxuan, don't be sad. There is still me!"

Fan Moxuan's neck was still stiff at first, but when he heard his words, he suddenly felt his heart that had been tense for the past few days relax, and leaned his head on his shoulder.

Before I could say a few more words to Fan Moxuan, I saw Fan Yulin walking behind him: "Mo Xuan, see off the guests, come to uncle's place for a while."

It was only then that Rong Xingjie realized that there were only a few of them left in the mourning hall, and Fan Yulin's words clearly meant to let Fan Moxuan see off the guests.

Suddenly, I felt resentment towards Fan Yulin.Seeing the others leave, she complained to Fan Moxuan: "Your uncle is real, I want to stay with you for a while longer."

Fan Moxuan patted him on the back: "Uncle, he is also very busy these days, taking care of everything. He also helped me find out where the enemy's family is. Don't blame him."

I was still worried about how to start this topic, but I didn't expect Fan Moxuan to bring it up first.Rong Xing pondered for a while: "Is it the Gray Heron Palace? I heard from my father. Didn't it mean that the Palace Master was also seriously injured?"

"Father's debt is paid by the son. Even if Qiao Lu will not die this time, I will let him die. As for his children, when they grow up, let them taste the pain." When Fan Moxuan said this, his eyes were full. It's not like a kid his age can do it with such vigor.

Rong Xingjie was shocked for a moment, and he understood that this was undoubtedly Fan Yulin's idea. "Your uncle...is facing Long Hui." Thinking of this level in his heart, he said it out.

Rong Xingjie swallowed, and secretly glanced at Fan Moxuan from the corner of his eyes.Seeing that he was still standing with a calm face, he breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to bring up the topic: "Actually... according to my father's intention... Long Hui is going to deal with our Shimen."

Fan Moxuan shook his head: "No. Uncle just wants me to get revenge faster. Xiaorong, you don't have to worry about me, I can handle it."

Don't worry about it!Rong Xing said heartily.He doesn't worry about it now, he waits for the two of you, uncle and nephew, to jointly destroy Shimen and pave the way for Long Hui?

After scratching his head and scratching his head, he really couldn't think of how to make Fan Moxuan stop listening to Fan Yulin without arousing suspicion.So, he simply put on a playful tone again: "Brother Moxuan, why don't you stay at my house for a while? I miss you so much, but your uncle won't let me stay here any longer."

"Don't be willful. My father hasn't been buried yet, and I'm the eldest son, so I'm not allowed to go out." Fan Moxuan touched his face, and replied with the corner of his mouth drawn.

"Then, you just wait until you're buried in the ground before coming to my house." Rong Xingjie didn't give up.

Fan Moxuan turned around and took a look. Fan Yulin and Xiao Suming were not there, so he nodded: "Wait until I finish guarding the spirit."

Only then did Rong Xingjie leave Fanjiazhuang with a step and a turn.And Rong Cangshuo had been waiting for him in the carriage for a while, seeing him come out sullenly, rubbing his head: "Is it enough to tell your little brother Mo Xuan? I see that I have waited for you for so long without urging you!"

Rong Xingjie raised his head and rubbed his head in his father's generous palm: "Thank you, father."

In Dad's heart, he is still a child.I am also happy to play the role of a child.It's just that many lessons from previous lives made him understand that he should shoulder a responsibility.

Following his father back to Shimen Escort, Rong Xingjie tried to propose to play in Longhui Escort.As a result, Rongcangshuo drew extremely violent opposition.He was almost certain that his father had something with Gu Chexi of Longhui Escort that he didn't know about.And this matter, like the matter of Fan Moxuan, who is difficult to deal with now, made him unable to find a clue.

Rong Xingjie began to practice martial arts more seriously, which surprised Zou Tong and Rong Cangshuo for a while.Uncle Zhang wiped his sweat for him and said, "Young master has grown up and knows that he has to work hard."

That night, Fan Moxuan's doubts about the Rong family's saber technique had been forgotten by Rong Xingjie.In other words, he deliberately made himself not remember these things.Because he would rather believe that this was an inexplicable dream of his own than believe what Fan Moxuan said in the "dream".He was on guard, he was afraid of being cheated again.

Like deceiving one's ears and stealing one's bell, like a turtle shrinking its head.However, Rong Xingjie would rather be hopeless and spineless than to listen to Fan Moxuan's calm voice afterward about the carefully planned situations during those long days.

Bureau, I will plan it.Mo Xuan, as long as you like yourself.Rong Xingjie said this to himself.

After seven days, the vigil expires.Rong Xingjie was slashing wildly in the yard with a knife, feeling a stagnation in his chest, when he heard Zhang Bolue's footsteps dragging on the ground.

"The young master of the Fan family is here! Don't play tricks! Hey, wipe off your sweat."

Rong Xingjie was overjoyed: Mo Xuan really didn't try to fool himself.Then he threw away the knife and ran to the front hall.

But Fan Moxuan who was sitting here in the hall was much thinner than what he saw at the funeral last time.The lines on his face became much stiffer, and he looked a bit like the adult he remembered.Sitting upright in the chair, he seemed more composed.Rong Xingjie stepped forward and hugged him: "Brother Mo Xuan, I miss you."

Fan Moxuan smiled: "I don't even know when you started clinging to me."

Rong Xingjie hugged him still, buried his nose in the hair hanging from his shoulders, and didn't feel shy at all.

The two hugged quietly for a while, and Rong Xingjie couldn't hold back anymore: "Brother Mo Xuan, you see that you have lost so much weight. Let's eat delicious food today! I'll tell the cook !” Saying that, he was about to run away.

Fan Moxuan quickly stopped him: "You don't need to be so troublesome, just be more normal. I've just been busy these few days, and I'll gain weight again after a while."

"That's right..." Rong Xingjie turned his face away and pinched his chubby cheeks, silently hating the baby fat that hadn't disappeared and the fake dimple on the left side of his face— Later, when he grew up, he only had dimples on his right side.

When I was young, I heard my father tell me a story, saying that people with dimples were unwilling to drink the Mengpo soup in front of Naihe Bridge, so they were left with such marks.Therefore, people with dimples are extremely affectionate.He thought he was like this, fell in love with that person, and even the deception couldn't be erased.

Thinking of this, he turned his face back to study Fan Moxuan's face.Fan Moxuan stared at it for a while, then smiled slightly: "What are you looking at?"

Rong Xingjie lowered his head in disappointment: Mo Xuan smiled, but there was no dimple.It's not fair!

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Chapter 18 (Catching Bugs)...

Rong Xingjie turned his face away awkwardly and coughed a few times, and poked a finger on Fan Moxuan's face: "Hey, smile again. I don't believe I can't poke a dimple!"

Fan Moxuan's eyes narrowed together: "The dimples are always there."

"No, no, I have you or not, this is not fun!"

Tilting his head and thinking for a while, Fan Moxuan said again: "There is a piece of meat missing on your face if you have dimples. I don't want to lose a piece too."

Rong Xingjie let out a heavy "hum", and turned his back again.Fan Moxuan held him back: "Okay, I won't tease you anymore." After thinking for a while, he said, "I think you have dimples, you look good."

Rong Xingjie blushed in a hopeless manner, and he suddenly became angry when he spoke: "Who...who said it was for the sake of...pretty good looks! I am..." What is this, he couldn't continue.Because he is not sure what can be proved by being so close to Fan Moxuan now.

"Then... I'll try my best to get a dimple too." Fan Moxuan couldn't help showing a smile in his tone as he spoke.

Fan Moxuan lived in the Shimen Bodyguard Bureau, and before he knew it, more than ten days passed, and it was the time of the Mid-Autumn Festival.The two stick together all day long, making noises, and practicing kung fu seriously.Every time Zhang Bo talked about these two little guys, he would always say "as good as one person".When he said this, two deep grooves were printed on his wrinkled face, embedded under his eye sockets.The gray beard trembled slightly, reminding Rong Xingjie of the quivering tail feathers of birds when they sing for joy.

Mid-Autumn Festival is a day for family reunion.Fan Moxuan should be allowed to go back to reunite with his family, but Rong Xingjie didn't want to let him go.Because, Fan Moxuan's birthday is the Mid-Autumn Festival.For this reason, he secretly contradicted himself for a long time.

On the eve of the Mid-Autumn Festival, when everyone was sitting in the yard enjoying the cool air after dinner, Rongcangshuo brought up the matter: "Mo Xuan, it will be the Mid-Autumn Festival tomorrow. Do you want to go back and celebrate the festival with your family? "

When Rong Xingjie heard his father say this, he knew in his heart that he couldn't escape this topic.Immediately, the whole person's interest disappeared, and he kicked aimlessly under the stone table.

Fan Moxuan also had this in mind.He didn't mention his birthday to the Rong family, and he didn't expect them to keep him.I wanted to find an opportunity to express that I wanted to stay here during the Mid-Autumn Festival, but I didn't want to preempt Rong Cangshuo. It seemed inappropriate for me to talk about my birthday now.

After thinking for a while, Fan Moxuan met Rong Cangshuo's eyes: "Thank you, Uncle Rong, Mo Xuan will go back tomorrow morning." He seemed to notice that Rong Xingjie next to him was not in a good mood, and added, "I'll bother Uncle Rong after the festival. and Zhang Bo."

When it was late at night and they returned to their respective rooms, Rong Xingjie tossed and turned, but couldn't fall asleep with a stone in his heart.After thinking about it, he simply got up again, put on a gown, and slipped to Fan Moxuan's house.

There was still some candlelight shining through the window, Fan Moxuan probably hadn't fallen asleep yet.Thinking of this, Rong Xingjie gently opened the door.

As expected, Fan Moxuan in the room was still sitting at the desk, flipping through a booklet in his hand.Hearing the sound of the door opening, he put down the book and turned around: "Xiao Rong, why haven't you fallen asleep yet?"

Rong Xingjie coughed lightly twice, and rubbed behind him.He glanced at the booklet on the table involuntarily, and saw that there were many martial arts moves written on it, and there were notes written in lower letters at the corners. "Brother Mo Xuan, you haven't slept yet?"

Fan Moxuan nodded: "I'm going back tomorrow. If possible, I'll come back after the Mid-Autumn Festival."

When this matter was mentioned, Rong Xingjie panicked even more.I don't know if it's because of the candle's smoke or something else, but my eyes suddenly feel a little astringent: "What's the use after the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Fan Moxuan was taken aback by what he said, unable to figure out what his intentions were, so he remained silent.Rong Xingjie flipped over on his body, and found a small wooden box the size of a palm, with a pair of mandarin ducks and a few water marks engraved on it. "Then, this is the last time I went to the town. I saw these two birds are very beautiful. I will give it to you." I don't know what I have in mind, but I just call the mandarin duck an unknown bird.

Fan Moxuan held the small wooden box in his hand, lightly pressed a small protrusion on the bottom of the box, and a small drawer popped out from the side of the box.The little thing looks exquisite, but it seems that it is too small to fit anything, it is just a fun decoration. "Why did you send me?"

Facing Fan Moxuan's delighted and inquisitive eyes, Rong Xingjie reached out and wiped his blushing face: "Why do you ask so many questions, don't you just... want to give it to you..." Unexpectedly But rubbing it made her face even redder, reflecting the flickering light of the candle, it really seemed to be roasted.

"Tomorrow is my birthday. You just gave me a present." Fan Moxuan said, lowered his head, and carefully pushed the small drawer back into the box.Listening to a light "snap", the small button protruded from the bottom again.

Rong Xing Jie thought: Isn't it just a birthday present for you.But he said: "It turns out that your birthday is the same day as the Mid-Autumn Festival! It's a pity that I can't spend it with you."

"How about..." Impulsive, Fan Moxuan came up with two words after thinking about it for a long time.Stopping in time, noticing Rong Xingjie's expectant eyes, he sighed softly: "Let's forget it."

Rong Xingjie gritted his teeth: "I'll find my father!" After saying that, he rushed out the door.Fan Moxuan called out in a low voice, looking at the door that was closed again, his mind fluctuated.

Rong Xingjie ran to Rong Cangshuo's room in a hurry, and opened the door without saying a word.Before Rong Cangshuo could see who this person was, he threw himself into his father's arms: "Father, how about we spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with brother Moxuan? His birthday is tomorrow." The childish voice dragged on for a long time. , with a crying voice, shaking his head in Rongcangshuo's arms.

Rong Cangshuo was stunned for a moment, then pulled the little bastard into the room, closed the door, and lit the lamp: "This is Mo Xuan too, why didn't he tell us earlier. Does he want to stay?"

Rong Xingjie buried his head and didn't speak for a long time.He almost wanted to order this on behalf of Fan Moxuan, but he still lay quietly on his father's lap and didn't move for a long time.

Rong Cangshuo patted the back of his head: "Little fool, this is not something we say we want to keep. It's getting late today, so go to bed quickly. I'll ask tomorrow morning. If he wants to stay, This Mid-Autumn Festival, let's spend it together!"

After being persuaded for a long time, Rong Xingjie also calmed down, and then dragged back.Passing by Fan Moxuan's house, seeing that the headlights inside had been turned off, he walked slowly through the door.

In memory, Fan Moxuan never had a good birthday.Maybe it was because of the important festival of Mid-Autumn Festival. When I was a child, I just sat and watched the moon with my family.And when I got older, I ran all over the river and lake again, and I didn't have the heart to take care of it.

At that time, Rong Xingjie thought silently, if given the chance, he must give Mo Xuan a decent birthday.Rebirth gave him a chance to recover from his mistakes, and hopefully it will also give him a chance to fulfill his wish.

She slept late that night, but Rong Xingjie got up early the next morning.Before going to the restroom, he waited at Fan Moxuan's door, feeling uneasy, with his legs still tightly clamped.

After Fan Moxuan finally opened the door, Rong Xingjie's face was flushed red. "Brother Moxuan, you must promise to spend the holiday with us. I...I'll go pee first..." After finishing speaking, she ran towards the toilet with her legs crossed in small steps.

Before Fan Moxuan figured out what was going on, Rong Cangshuo had already walked this way.

After hearing Rong Cangshuo tell the whole story about the little bastard running to him last night, Fan Moxuan lowered his head to hide the smile on his lips.After a while, he lifted it up and said, "Uncle Rong, I'll go back in the morning to see my mother. I'll come back in the afternoon."

Rongcang Shuo was happy, and patted his head: "Okay! Okay! It's time to go home. How about I ask a guy to drive you?"

Fan Moxuan thanked him.

When Rong Xingjie knew the result, he was excited all morning.Just finished lunch, without wiping his mouth, he stood on tiptoe at the door of the escort agency and looked at the road.After not standing on tiptoe for a while, he stepped on the ground slowly again with his legs between his legs.Twisting left and right, but still looking up at Fan Moxuan's future direction.

Rong Cangshuo stood behind the counter, watching his little brat dangling awkwardly in front of him.At first I couldn't bear to erase his feelings, but I still couldn't stand it anymore: "If you want to go to the toilet, go quickly! What are you doing hanging around in front of your father?"

Rong Xingjie took the time to give him a blank stare, and said in his heart: Who is shaking in front of you again!

Uncle Zhang laughed until his beard kept trembling: "Young master, you better hurry up. Don't let the young master of the Fan family catch you peeing your pants later!"

Rong Xingjie weighed the pros and cons in his mind, and after looking at the road twice, he ran to the toilet with his ass pouted.But he didn't dare to run too fast, that appearance really put Rong Cangshuo in a good mood.

Finally, under the expectation of the whole Rong family, a string of silver bells rang on the road in front of the escort agency, and the jingle jingle was really nice.Rong Xingjie was the first to rush forward, squeezed away the guy who was still sitting on the horse's seat, and got into the car. "Brother Moxuan, I told the cook before that I must cook longevity noodles tonight."

Fan Moxuan was sitting in the carriage, still surprised why he got in so suddenly, and when he heard Rong Xingjie's excited words, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "My mother has already eaten for me at noon."

Rong Xingjie threw himself on him and strangled his neck: "No, no! This is different. You must eat what I prepared for you once!"

Tilting his head, Fan Moxuan looked into Rong Xingjie's eyes: "Xiao Rong, thank you."

Rong Xingjie scratched his warm cheeks, turned around and got out of the carriage.

The author has something to say: say two things.First, the number of people in their group finally reached double digits today... Sahua~~~

Second, people are very hard to force Kawen to drop when there is an outline... and run away in tears...

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19. Chapter Nineteen (Complete)...

The author has something to say: I've finished it~ I'm already confused...

Catch up on Zou Tong's good mouth lotus... (Zou Kai! Who made this!)

After knowing it, I found out that I was shot again~ quack quack!Thank you tongduzangying girl~ hug~~~

The bright moon hangs like a jade plate in the dark night sky.Rong Xingjie looked up, feeling that the moon was very low tonight.

The stone table in the yard was filled with all kinds of snacks. A cook in the middle made moon cakes by herself, filled with peanuts, walnuts, raisins and various fillings. One cake was as big as Rong Xingjie's head.The cake was cut into eight pieces, and some peanuts rolled out from the cut in the middle, looking at Rong Xingjie, he sucked his saliva.

Rong Xingjie's favorite food here is peanuts, which are crunchy inside the soft pancake.He stood on the stone bench and put his hands on the table: "Do you have more peanuts?"

The cook nodded with a smile, then backed away.Rong Cangshuo put on a face and told Rong Xingjie to sit down, Rong Xingjie directly grabbed a piece of mooncake and sat down on the stool obediently.

Fan Moxuan on the left, and Zou Tong on the right, their arms are not working well.Next to them are Rongcangshuo and Zhang Bo.Everyone gathered around the stone table, which made people feel warm in their hearts.

Seeing Rong Xingjie eating happily, Fan Moxuan also reached out to grab a piece.Rong Xingjie quickly bit the moon cake and freed up both hands to stop him: "Oh, oh, oh!"

Rong Cangshuo knocked on Rong Xingjie's head across a table: "Speak well!"

Only then did Rong Xingjie take out the mooncake in his mouth: "Don't eat it, save your stomach for noodles later!"

Fan Moxuan pursed his lips in dissatisfaction: "I have already eaten at noon. The mooncakes look even more delicious!"

But Rong Xingjie firmly stopped him from touching the mooncake plate.

Finally, the cook brought the longevity noodles that Rong Xingjie had mentioned several times.Looking at the bowl of noodles specially placed in front of him, Fan Moxuan couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded.But under Rong Xingjie's excited gaze, he picked up the end of a noodle with chopsticks, put it in his mouth, and sucked it up.

Rong Xingjie was still nibbling on the mooncakes with relish, but when he heard Fan Moxuan sucking on the noodles, he couldn't help feeling a little greedy again.Putting the mooncake aside, he also picked up the chopsticks and reached into his bowl, fished out a noodle head and stuffed it into his mouth, sucking the meat of his cheeks into his mouth.

Seeing that there are fewer and fewer noodles in the bowl, the noodles that the two of them are sucking respectively have not yet come to an end.Taking a closer look, it turned out that the noodles this night were such a single piece.Fan Moxuan was about to praise the chef's skills, when Rong Xingjie's chopsticks had already reached his mouth, and immediately caught the place where he was biting, and before everyone could react, they had already stuffed it into his mouth.

Rong Cangshuo was so annoyed by this ignorant bastard that he slapped the table, and Zou Tong also said beside him: "It's not your birthday, so it's outrageous to steal other people's longevity noodles."

On the other hand, Uncle Zhang smiled blindly: "These two children are really nice, as nice as one person."

Fan Moxuan secretly rejoiced that Rong Xingjie helped him eat half a bowl of noodles, reached out and took a piece of mooncake, and quietly put it close to Rong Xingjie's ear and said, "The piece you snatched just now has already fallen into my mouth. "

Rong Xingjie was taken aback for a moment, and when he realized it, he meant that the noodles were covered with saliva, and the person next to him was already eating mooncakes with his head buried in nothing.Suddenly, he didn't know whether he was angry or ashamed, Rong Xingjie's face flushed a little again.

Everyone went to bed late that night, and Rong Xingjie was extremely excited because he had given Fan Moxuan a birthday.So that when the rooster crowed for the second time on the second day, it got up with a dazed face.

During these days, Rong Xingjie has been insisting on practicing exercises every morning, and Fan Moxuan is watching from the side.Fan Moxuan wanted to say something to him several times, but he held back abruptly.He remembered that he told Rong Xingjie that he would forget their Rong family's moves.However, this is not to say forget it and forget it, what's more, in his opinion, there are many things that should be changed in the Rong family's moves.These details are like countless bloodthirsty ants, crawling non-stop in his heart.

Rong Xingjie spent a lot of effort to practice a set of saber techniques from beginning to end. Once he put away the saber, he ran to Fan Moxuan: "Brother Moxuan, did you have a good birthday yesterday?"

Fan Moxuan nodded absently.Rong Xingjie grinned, and ran back to continue swinging the knife.After not practicing a few tricks, he ran back again: "Brother Moxuan, you can celebrate your birthday with me from now on!"

Fan Moxuan came back to his senses, looked at Rong Xingjie's serious expression, and nodded.

At this moment, Zou Tong also came over, standing behind Rong Xingjie: "Absent from practice again?"

Rong Xingjie quickly shook his head like a rattle, returned to the open space in the middle with the knife in hand, and put on airs in a decent manner.

Fan Moxuan and Zou Tong stood by to watch him practice.Suddenly Zou Tong heard Fan Moxuan say to himself: "Does it mean that every time you practice the No. 20 move of 'Lingfeng Saber Technique', the Juque acupoint will feel difficult to move, and that's why you can't practice smoothly?"

The No. 20 move of "Lingfeng Saber Technique" is exactly the one that Zou Tong couldn't practice before.Originally, he only thought that he failed to get the essence of it, so he failed repeatedly.But now, when Fan Moxuan asked, he felt a "thump" in his heart.

After he frowned tightly and asked: "Is it because my internal strength shouldn't go like this?" After receiving no reply for a long time, he realized that Fan Moxuan had been staring at Rong Xingjie practicing martial arts in a daze.

When he asked this sentence, he had already got the answer from Zou Tong's expression.His guess was indeed correct, there was something wrong with the martial arts of the Rong family.

Feeling uneasy in every way, watching Rong Xingjie practice this martial art, but the more he practiced, the better he got, and the more he practiced, the deeper he went.He wanted to stop it, but Rong Xingjie wouldn't listen.

His heart was upside down, Zou Tong pushed him and brought him back to his senses.I only heard Zou Tong say to him: "Haven't you never practiced martial arts?"

Fan Moxuan turned his head and raised the corners of his mouth at him, and took out his excuses for Rong Xingjie: "I was in poor health when I was young, so I didn't practice martial arts. But I often read books on this topic, so I can understand a little bit."

"No! More than that." Zou Tong denied it firmly, and looked at Fan Moxuan firmly.

Fan Moxuan glanced at him, then turned back to look at Rong Xingjie, but said indifferently: "Then don't