[Lu Xiaofeng] Final Boss

The next morning, Ye Gucheng woke up very early.

He always got up early, because he, like Ximen Chuuxue, liked to practice swords in the early morning.

But on this day, he didn't practice sword either.

He sat alone in the courtyard, thinking.

What he was thinking about was not the Embroidered Thief, nor how to infiltrate the public gates and the black market in Yangcheng. He didn't need to worry about these things himself, and he didn't want to be distracted by these things.

Because right now, he is about to set up another game, a big game.This game can even determine his life or death.He has been planning this game for a long time.This trap not only traps others, but also traps himself, and it was not until recently that he discovered an opportunity to break the trap.

Just then, he heard a knock on the door.

Who would disturb him in such an early morning?

The person who came was very polite, and knocked three times first, "Du, Du, Du", three times in a very rhythmic manner.After waiting for a long time, I knocked three more times, but it was still not slow or fast, the sound was not loud, but it could be heard far and clearly.

Only those with profound inner strength can make such a sound.

The door opened with a "squeak", and the cold morning breeze and white clothes rushed in, and it was Ximen Chuuxue who came.

Ye Gucheng was lying if he said he was not surprised.He knew that Ximen Chuuxue would definitely come, but he didn't expect him to come so early.And not only did he come early, but he also came in a hurry, because he was still panting slightly.

He must have walked very fast just now, and he did not use light work.

Seeing Ye Gucheng suddenly appear behind the door, Ximen Chuuxue was also a little surprised. He raised his eyebrows, and there was an incomprehensible expression on his usually expressionless face: "It turns out that where you live, even Not even half of the cleaners?"

In fact, what he wanted to say was that he actually wanted you, City Lord Baiyun, to answer the door in person.

Ye Gucheng suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart. It turned out that Ximen Chuuxue looked like this when he frowned.He smiled slightly, and let him in sideways: "I like to be clean, so they only sweep when I can't see it."

Ximen Chuuxue twitched slightly, but his chest throbbed like a heartbeat, because Ye Gucheng's habits happened to be similar to his.

Ye Gucheng led him to the courtyard.

Walking through a stone path full of green grass, there is a yard.In the middle of the courtyard, there is a tall Phoenix tree, which is in the season of July when the branches and leaves are lush and green. Among the thick green leaves, the fiery red flowers are burning like a raging fire, reflecting the two half-open doors in front of the house. The half-covered mahogany window casement, the style of the courtyard shows a strange warmth and tranquility.

Under the tree, there is a stone platform.

"I don't drink, and I don't have any friends, so there is no wine here." Ye Gucheng held up a small jasper teapot on the stage: "How about clear tea?"

Ximen Fuxue opened his mouth slightly: "Okay."

Ye Gucheng stretched out his hand to pour tea, the tea was emerald green, but the cup was porcelain as white as jade.He was lowering his eyebrows, but he heard Ximen Chuuxue suddenly say: "I have bought the property next door to live in temporarily."

Ye Gucheng was taken aback, and his hands almost trembled, but of course the magnitude was not visible.Ximen Chuuxue met his raised eyes, but still didn't change her face: "So, there will be more troubles in the future."

Ye Gucheng watched him for a long time, but he really couldn't see that Ximen Chuuxue would act with such a strange logic.He looked at it for a long time, then suddenly smiled, and moved the teacup in front of him, "Please."

The morning breeze is coming, the flowers and trees in the courtyard are sparse, and the moist and fresh air carries the unique fragrance of grass and trees in the southern country.

The fragrance of flowers is very light, and the fragrance of tea is also very light.It's like the thin atmosphere between them.

Their swords were placed by their sides.

Ximen Chuuxue was drinking tea, and his eyes fell on the ancient sword that was as old as the scabbard: "If I don't come to disturb you this morning, I don't know what the city lord will be doing?"

"Sit quietly and think." Ye Gucheng smiled again, facing Ximen Chuuxue, he smiled more than usual, "Also, in a daze."

This answer is wonderful.

Ximen Chuuxue looked at the smile on his lips, the wonderful arc made him feel slightly dazed.He lowered his head slightly, and the tea in the cup was green and clear, rippling slightly, but it reflected the shadow of green trees and red flowers embracing above his head.

"The city lord likes to play the piano?"

"The qin in Nanwang's mansion is the son's zither, it's just for occasional entertainment."

Ximen Chuuxue was slightly jealous, Huamanlou could appreciate Ye Gucheng's piano, but he couldn't.

But it is possible for Ye Gucheng to appreciate his flute sound.

He raised his eyebrows and asked, "City Lord, would you like to hear me play a flute?"

Ye Gucheng was really surprised that Ximen Chuuxue would take the initiative to perform.Ximen Chuuxue always seemed to surprise him.He straightened his waist, sat upright, and said straightly: "I wish to hear the elegant voice."

Ximen Chuixue got up, and in his hand was a green bamboo flute.

The poetic flute sound spread out slowly in the morning breeze.

Ye Gucheng never imagined that Ximen Chuuxue would make such a flute sound, which is blurred, quiet, beautiful, and lingering, seemingly distant and near, seemingly non-existent. In the cool air in the morning, it is like a quiet spring hidden in the bottom of my heart. gurgling out.

Like a teenager in love, pouring out his thoughts to an invisible lover, and like a lonely singer, pouring out some kind of hope and loneliness with a low voice.

Ximen Chuuxue was indeed not like the Ximen Chuuxue he had seen for the first time. Only people who were experiencing a rich and sensitive heart could blow such a subtle voice.

Ximen Chuuxue has changed. Beneath his cold exterior, he already has a warm heart.

There is also the loneliness brought about by this kind of warmth.Ximen Chuuxue has never felt the loneliness.

What changed him was love, or something else?

Does his sword change according to his heart?

Have.

This is the intuition of a top swordsman.

But is it getting faster, or is it getting slower?Ye Gucheng didn't know.If there is a sword in this world that makes him unpredictable and unpredictable, it is Ximen Chuuxue's current sword.

Ximen Chuuxue's sword can only be known to those who really face him.Because his sword already carried emotions.

Even Ximen Chuuxue himself didn't know.He didn't understand his unexplainable feelings, let alone Ye Gucheng.Ye Gucheng was sitting opposite, his eyes were like cold stars, but he seemed to be sitting among misty white clouds, unable to see through.

He is perfect, but like a layer of fog, a layer of veil, he seems to be unable to understand his people and his sword.

But Ximen Chuuxue understood him as if he was eager to understand the sword.Therefore, he did many things that did not conform to the logic of the past. It was very abnormal, but it was also natural.

He even dropped his own sword.

Just like surrounding them at this moment, there is only the sound of the flute surging with the pulse of the heart.

After Lu Xiaofeng and Jin Jiuling left the small building of the Snake King, they rushed to the South China Sea overnight to hunt down Aunt Gongsun.They were in a carriage, and at dawn they arrived at a small village in the countryside.

There is a tofu shop at the entrance of the village, a word "dou" flutters in the wind, and the morning breeze is filled with the aroma of hot soybean milk.

Lu Xiaofeng didn't want to waste time at first, but both the driver and the horse needed to rest.So, they stopped, planning to drink a bowl of hot soy milk at that tofu shop.

As soon as he stepped into the shop, Lu Xiaofeng saw the honest monk.

The honest monk is squatting in the corner, holding a big bowl and drinking it. The dim light shines on his shiny head, which is quite a blessing, but the monk's robe on his body is too old. It was so dirty that it couldn't be more dirty, and the pair of straw sandals on my feet were too worn out!

Unexpectedly, in such a small rural place, I could meet an old acquaintance.Lu Xiaofeng immediately let go of his tired and anxious mood, and showed a smile: "Honest monk, have you done anything dishonest recently?"

When the honest monk saw him, he was so shocked that he almost spilled the soy milk in his bowl.Others are unlucky when they see a monk, but he is unlucky when they see Lu Xiaofeng.So he drank the last sip of soy milk in the bowl as quickly as possible, and was about to run away.

Of course Lu Xiaofeng would not let him go.When he saw the honest monk, he was as happy as a rabbit seeing a carrot.

The honest monk had no choice but to sigh: "I'm so unlucky. I'm afraid of meeting two people in my life. I only met one last night. How could I meet you again today!"

Lu Xiaofeng smiled and said, "Who did you meet last night? Could it be Miss Ouyangqing again?"

"It's not Ouyang, it's Gongsun!"

Lu Xiaofeng immediately forgot to joke, jumped up and called, "Mrs. Gongsun?"

The honest monk seemed surprised too: "How do you know?"

"Because I'm going to settle accounts with her!"

The honest monk stared at him, and suddenly showed an ambiguous smile. This kind of smile suddenly appeared on the face of a monk, but it was a bit weird: "I advise you not to look for her, she is not only powerful, but also very beautiful. She is more beautiful than the four beauties combined! If you see her true face, you won't have the heart to beat her!"

"Do you know where she is?"

"I don't know." The honest monk immediately folded his palms together, lowered his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes: "Amitabha, I don't want to know either. It's best that I don't run into her again in my life!"

Lu Xiaofeng wanted to ask again, but the honest monk suddenly slipped past him.He slipped very fast, he slipped four or five feet away, and then left without looking back.

Only then did Jin Jiuling come up, handed him a bowl of hot soybean milk, and said with a smile: "It seems that the honest monk is not an honest person, and all the beauties he saw secretly!"

Lu Xiaofeng thanked him, picked up the soy milk, and the huge mouth of the bowl in front of him blocked Jin Jiuling's young and handsome face full of smiles.

So Jin Jiuling absolutely couldn't see that he was still holding a note that the honest monk had slipped into his palm.

A note written all over the building.