[Lu Xiaofeng] Hidden Forest of Flowers and Leaves

Before dawn, the people in the courtyard were already busy.

Those who set up the early shop, those who go to work, and those who rush to the morning market are all rushing out of the door; those who wash clothes, those who make breakfast, and those who nurse children are all busy with their work; and the chickens raised in the yard Geese, mules, and horses also took the opportunity to bark non-stop.

However, everyone suddenly stopped, even the children who were waving branches and fighting in the yard stopped.Everyone stared blankly at the door.

A handsome man stood there.

He held a long sword with a blue sheath in his hand, and the jade pendant around his waist swayed with his steps.

There was no expression on his face.But no matter who looked at him, I'm afraid they would be speechless.He is so handsome, like a snow-white camellia, stretching its petals in the morning breeze, with one or two drops of dew that are about to drip.His eyes were gentle and affectionate, but now they were a little cold; the lines of his nose and lips were so smooth, as if drawn by the best painter in the court with a pen.

How could someone like him appear in this yard?

However, there are still people who are not moved by his appearance and temperament.A child cried "Wow".

This cry was earth-shattering, the young man looked over, the young mother hurriedly covered the child's mouth, and she turned around quietly, her face flushed suddenly.

There was still no smile in the young man's eyes.He looked up and down the yard.At this time, an old man walked over with a cane and asked, "My lord, who are you looking for?"

The young man saluted very respectfully, and said: "This junior wants to find bearers living in this courtyard, Qian Youluoliang and the others."

The old man said: "If you dare to ask Mr. Gao's name, why are you looking for them?"

Only then did the young man smile slightly: "The third child of the Hua family in the south of the city, Hua Wandu."

The old man was extremely shocked, he hurriedly saluted, but was gently supported by Santong.

The old man said: "Old man and many people in this yard have received favors from the Hua family, and you are our great benefactor. Benefactor, please follow me."

San Tong wanted to tell him that he didn't need to call him that, but when he saw the commotion in the courtyard, he didn't say anything else, lest he would be surrounded by people and couldn't get away for a while.

The old man led San Tong to a door: "This is the house where their four brothers live. It's strange, why haven't they gotten up at this hour." He looked around the yard, pointed to the two sedan chairs in the corner, and said: "That's their sedan chair. The sedan chair is here, and the person is supposed to be in the room. It's strange."

The old man was about to knock on the door, but Santong stepped in front of him and said, "Old man, please step aside first, it is best to find a place to hide."

Seeing Santong's serious expression, the old man nodded immediately, and turned around to tell the people in the yard to go back to their homes and stay there.

Santong smelled a bloody smell.The smell of blood was not strong, not to mention that there were all kinds of smells in the yard, which covered up the smell of blood.

He pushed open the door with the hilt of his sword.There were no lights, and the room was dark.But Santong can still clearly see everything inside.

The three big men lay on the Eight Immortals table in the middle of the room, motionless.Another one leaned on a high chair with his head tilted.

Santong broke the shoulder of a person on the table and frowned.

Liang Laosi's eyes were wide open, as if he didn't believe what happened at all.There was a red line on his neck, and his throat was sealed with a knife.

Santong turned over the other two again, and it was the same, a red line across his neck cleanly.

Such a quick technique almost prevented them from even screaming.

The same goes for the man in the chair.

Seeing no movement for a long time, the old man opened the door and came in.He felt strange about the situation in the room, so he pushed the person sitting on the high chair: "Lao Luo, why are you sleeping here?" As soon as he touched it, the person fell down.

The old man was startled.

As the morning light gradually brightened, he realized that everyone in this room was dead.

San Tong carefully inspected each corpse.Their bodies were not stiff yet, and the blood spurted out was not dry yet.There are four cups on the Eight Immortals table, and there is no one in one of them.

The man who killed them obviously knew four people.

Santong turned to look at Luo Laosan.He suddenly noticed something, walked over quickly, and saw Luo Laosan's left hand, with the middle three fingers bent, making a "six" gesture.

The old man really didn't expect these four people to die in the house like this.And he has lived so long, and he also knows that this way of death must have offended someone who shouldn't be offended, or participated in something that shouldn't be involved.

Seeing Hua Santong looking carefully at Luo Laosan's hand, he said, "Luo Laosan is a mute, he can't speak since he was a child."

San Tong said: "Does his gesture have a special meaning?"

The old man shook his head, and made a gesture himself: "This is a six."

Hua Santong straightened up.There was nothing left to see in the house.These four people should have greeted the killer respectfully and invited him to sit down and drink tea.Luo Laosan, who couldn't speak, was naturally the lowest among the three, and he was the only one sitting in the top chair.

But that person suddenly made a killing move!

Because Luo Laosan sat far away, he had a little more time than the other three, and only had time to make a "six" gesture.

Based on the time, when that person killed someone, someone in the yard should have gotten up and moved around.Will anyone see him?

However, with this person's merciless personality, he should be very cautious.

Santong walked around the room and found a square wellhead on the ceiling, and the entrance was covered with a cover, leaking a circle of faint light.

San Tong flew up and opened the manhole cover.Upstairs was a utility room full of junk, and the floor was dusty.

There was a palm print in the dust on the edge of the manhole cover.

San Tong looked at the palm print and realized in his heart: it turned out that the murderer who killed the four bearers was a man with six fingers on his left hand.

He flew into the air, then flew up to the roof, hooked his feet to the weight, and hung upside down.He could see everything in the house.

The debris is covered with dust.However, Santong could still see traces of being rubbed off in the dust.That's the imprint left by a person's toes.

Santong followed these marks and saw a tall window.

From the last imprint to the window, there is nothing to borrow.The man leaped lightly, slammed onto the window, and jumped out of the window.

This person's lightness skill is extremely high!

Santong pursed his lips and turned out of the window.He slid down lightly and landed soundlessly in the alley.

Not far away came the cries of early shops.

"Selling steamed stuffed buns, freshly baked big meat buns, hot big meat buns..."

There is still dew on the bluestone road, and no trace of that person can be seen.

Santong walked towards the voice.

The sky is getting whiter, and the pedestrians on the street are getting older and more.As Santong walked, he heard various voices in his ears.He knew that with the lightness of the killer, he could disappear into the crowd without making a sound.

No wonder even with Qitong's hearing ability, he couldn't hear the man's actions.

"Okay!" Santong heard a burst of applause, looked up, and found that he had unknowingly come to the bridge.

A group of people gathered around an open space in front of the bridge, cheering and applauding.

San Tong walked over and saw that there were three buskers surrounded.A well-built man with two children was performing.At this time, the man was standing aside holding a red-tasseled spear, and there were only two small children left in the field.

A girl is wearing colorful clothes, with pigtails, a pair of bright eyes, looking forward to shine.She was throwing dishes in her hand, and those dishes kept being thrown away from her hands, more and more, higher and higher.

When a plate was flying in the air, the girl moved her wrist, and a plate fell to the ground. She tiptoed and stood on the plate, and the plate in her hand was still flying.Her body was turned upside down, and she was in mid-air. Another plate was vertically superimposed on the previous plate, and the girl just happened to land on it lightly.

The plates get taller and taller.The onlookers all looked up at her for a moment, and all fell silent.Rao Santong also felt that this child's Jiu-Jitsu was really good. She could still point the plate with her toes leisurely and lift the other foot above her head.

The girl performed a piece of jujitsu on the plate tower, and the people below did not dare to show their air, for fear of shocking her.

Suddenly a heavy object flew towards the girl, it turned out to be a vase fatter than the girl!

Everyone exclaimed, but the girl caught it lightly and deftly, raised her hands, and put the vase on top of her head...

The girl rolled over like a butterfly, and the plates were piled on the ground one by one.

The people around seemed to wake up, and immediately burst into applause.

At this time, a young man in a red cape immediately performed face-changing in Sichuan opera.Face-changing is a unique skill, and outsiders can't see the skills in it, but the boy's performance is not stagnant at all.Not only does he move smoothly, but he also makes various expressions and makes many funny moves.

Santong couldn't help shaking his head and smiling.

Taking advantage of the boy's change of face, the girl in colorful clothes took out the money plate and walked to the crowd: "Thank you for your support!" She didn't have time to wipe off the sweat on her face, and her smile was bright. Those people also took out their money and praised the girl's performance Well done.

After a while, there was a lot of income on the girl's plate.She was about to go to Santong with the plate, but when she looked up, she was a little stunned.Santong smiled softly, took out a pearl and put it on the plate.

"If you don't mind the girl, use it to make a hairpin."

The girl looked at the thumb-sized pearl and opened her mouth in surprise.

The man came over.He wrapped the pearls on the plate with his sleeve and returned them to Santong: "My lord, we are just entertainers. If you like the little girl's performance, it's enough to give you two rewards. Such a heavy gift, but you can't do it." I can't bear it."

The girl stared at her father with some dissatisfaction.

Santong smiled and took back the pearl.

"What your Excellency said is that you are not thinking carefully."

Just as he was about to take the pearl back, he saw a red shadow flashing, and the pearl in his hand had disappeared.

"Father Xu, you don't want to waste the things of the third child of the Hua family. He still cares about this?"

The boy still had a painted face, he stuffed the pearl into the girl's hand, and said.

"Xiao Lu, we poor people shouldn't take these things that don't belong to us."

The girl hugged Pearl with her sleeve, unwilling to let go: "Father..."

The man surnamed Xu looked at her and nodded helplessly.

He clasped his fists and said to San Tong: "The little girl is out of discipline, I made you laugh at me."

San Tong said: "Your Excellency, you are very polite. I am innocent, but I am guilty of carrying a jade. It is San Tong who didn't think carefully. But," he looked at the boy and smiled, "With Xiao Lu here, there is no need to worry too much."

With a move, the young man revealed the ghostly face, it was Lu Xiaofeng.

Lu Xiaofeng chuckled, and said to San Tong: "Third Brother, that's why it's better to come early than to be coincidental."

Santong beckoned to Lu Xiaofeng: "How long have you been here?"

"It's only been three days."

Santong looked at the father and daughter who were going to pack their things, and said, "Xiao Lu, I have something to discuss with you. I wonder if you are free?"

Lu Xiaofeng's expression suddenly turned serious.

He nodded, bid farewell to Xu's father and daughter, and followed San Tong on the street.

Deep garden.

In the exquisite and exquisite courtyard, there are rockery pines and cypresses, small bridges and flowing water, pavilions and pavilions are all available.This square inch of land has piled up the beauty of the world.

Two little maids in yellow clothes opened the dark wooden door and welcomed a man in.

The man had a strong physique. Although it was late autumn, he was still wearing unlined clothes.The muscles in the clothes bulged, and the eyes were bare.

He is wearing a pair of single shoes.Walking on the road paved with colored stones, there is no sound at all.

The two servant girls covered their lips and whispered, if they could not see his shadow, they would have doubted whether he was a human or a ghost.

"Young master." The man bowed to the person by the pool.

The "prince" was wearing a brocade robe with complicated patterns and a beaded crown on his head.

The red silk ribbons on both sides of the pearl crown hang down from the shoulders.

"Young Master" sprinkled fish food, but did not speak.

"It has been done as you ordered."

"Young Master" handed the small jar of fish food to the man, and walked up with his hands behind his back.

"Huamanlou is much more powerful than we imagined. Fortunately, there is this preview, so we can eliminate our carelessness."

The strong man nodded: "His tracking skills are indeed very powerful, and his subordinates have almost been caught up by him several times."

"Young Master" smiled: "Thanks to that sachet."

The strong man's face suddenly twisted a little.

"Forget it, since we all know what we need to know, let's do the next thing step by step."

The young master sighed and said.

His hand brushed over the camellias one after another, and suddenly he grabbed a camellia and squeezed it violently.

Raise your hand again, and the residual petals fly.