Lu Xiaofeng's Jade Bi

Still in the pavilion used as a flower hall, the summer heat blows in with the blue wind on the deep pool, which inadvertently brings the summer temperature.

There were three people sitting in the flower hall, surrounded by a round table in the pavilion. There were two kettles on the table, one for tea and one for water. This year's new tea was used to entertain Huamanlou and Sikong Jiexing, and the water was Ye Gucheng. The usual drinking mountain spring water.A piece of paper was spread between the two water jugs, on which twisted lines were drawn in light ink.

Sikong Zhaixing, who had been staring at the painting for a long time, raised his neck violently, rubbed his eyes hard, jumped onto the stool with both feet, kicked lightly, and squatted on the bright red railing , said: "I don't understand it, and I don't bother to read it! Why do you say Yu Bi likes to leave without saying goodbye? How did this develop? Now even Lan Jian is fooling around with him!"

Hua Manlou sat quietly, his eyes couldn't see the painting on the paper, but he still focused his eyes on the paper, he smiled faintly, as if he could see his out of breath from Sikong Zaixing's complaints. appearance.He laughed and said, "Yubi must have his reasons for doing this. Before when he was going on a trip, he would always send me a short note. If he didn't leave a message, it was because the matter was urgent, just like before when he left Peach Blossom Castle. The time in Guangzhou was either unnecessary, like the time on September [-]th. What's more, didn't he leave us a painting?"

Sikong Zhaixing curled his lips and said: "The ghost knows what his painting means? That lump... Could it be cow dung? I think it is really possible! He just left this thing to amuse us!"

Ye Gucheng said coldly: "He doesn't have to."

Hua Manlou also said, "This painting must have some meaning."

Sikong Zhaixing drank half a pot of good tea, exhaled angrily, and said, "Then tell me, what does this thing like cow dung mean?"

Hua Manlou said: "No matter what it means, I think he must have left unhappy this time. Otherwise, he should write a few words, so that we don't have to work so hard to guess."

"Why is he unhappy?" Sikong Zhaixing jumped off the railing, sat down on the stool again, and frowned: "Could it be that he is complaining that we didn't arrange tasks for him? After all, he was the one who took the lead in the matter of the Ghost Villa." It needs to be resolved. Lu Xiaofeng has taken all the credit for not letting him show off his prestige from the beginning to the end, so he is not happy?"

Hua Manlou shook his head and said: "Yubi won't care about these false names. Besides, in people's minds, both Yubi and Yecheng Lord are no longer alive. If they appear, the old swordsman will definitely become suspicious. Therefore, Yubi and Yecheng Lord Wan You must not participate in this matter until the dust settles and the truth is revealed to the public."

"That's right, we came up with this plan together, and he didn't express any objection." Sikong Zhaixing scratched his head, frustrated: "Then why is he upset? Why is this guy acting like a girl? It’s so hard to guess! It’s really naive to use the painting instead of characters!”

Ye Gucheng suddenly picked up the paper, looked at it for a while, and said, "This shape looks familiar."

Hua Manlou turned his head and thought for a while, "Circle after circle is coherent, it really looks like..." Cow dung.But Huamanlou suddenly remembered something, the first time he heard Yubi describe it, it seemed to be circled.

"ice!"

"ice."

Huamanlou and Ye Gucheng said in unison.Seeing this, Sikong Zaixing almost wanted to spit out a mouthful of tea!

"Ice? Could this be ice?"

Hua Manlou laughed and said, "It should be made of ice. Yubi called it sweet ice. One year when it snowed heavily in the south of the Yangtze River, Yubi picked up a lot from upstairs and put it in a bowl, mixed it with bee sugar, and made it into a circle." One circle looks like...cow dung, well, the taste is still very good."

Sikong Zhaixing said in surprise: "This kid is quite good at playing." But he was thinking in his heart that he must try it tomorrow. "Then what does this ice represent? He didn't mean to say that he went to find ice, did he?"

"In this season, the Songhua River outside the customs is still frozen for thousands of miles." Hua Manlou frowned.He obviously couldn't figure out what Yubi was doing there.But fortunately they already knew his whereabouts, it was better than worrying about it.

Sikong Zhaixing was puzzled: "What is he running so far for? And even if he's going outside the pass, why didn't he just tell us clearly, why did he leave such a strange painting for us to guess for so long?"

"He probably doesn't want us to chase him. Maybe what he's going to do is dangerous..." Hua Manlou said, but they are very busy now, and they are on standby to support Lu Xiaofeng and Ye Guhong.Only Ye Gucheng is relatively free.So Yubi doesn't want Ye Gucheng to chase him.Is there something, or is there someone that even Ye Gucheng can't help solve?

Ye Gucheng suddenly said, "I'll go find him."

Hua Manlou opened his mouth to speak, but thinking about the extraordinary relationship between the two of them now, Ye Gucheng should indeed pursue him.

Ye Gucheng didn't delay for a moment, and directly handed over the affairs of the city to Steward Tian, ​​took a bloody BMW, packed a small burden, and chased his husband thousands of miles away.

At this time, the husband who was being chased, the young master Yubi, had already walked with Lan Jian to the entrance of a dark alley.This alley is also pitch black during the day, it seems that only under such a gloomy and dark background can people clearly see the white lantern on the wall and a silver hook hanging under the lantern.

Yu Bi straddled the horse, looked at the silver hook from a distance for a while, and said to Lan Jian: "Let's go to the Wufu Inn to rest for a while, and then go in at night."

Lan Jian nodded, and the two drove their horses to Wufu Inn, asked for two upper rooms, ate some side dishes, and fed the horses to their fullest.These two thousand-mile horses ran all the way from the south of the Yangtze River to the north, and there is still a longer journey waiting for them to go.

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