Luo Yan Hu does not return

At that time, Zi Ze Fang Wu was so splendid, so many literati flocked there, Feng Liyuan also participated in it, and Sima Lun's death was personally done by him, so when listening to this woman talk about the ups and downs, there was no ups and downs in her expression. In the end, she sighed in a deep voice, "Miss really won't give in to a man, such a catastrophe, but she is so calm when she talks about it."

"My lord was just joking. From the looks of it now, I was really too stupid back then, and I was just looking for trouble."

Feng Liyuan rested his chin and thought for a while before saying: "Shortly after that, Sima Lun was locked up in Jinyong City, and Sun Xiu also died in Zhongshu Province. There must be a mess in his house, so the girl escaped by herself again. from?"

"Exactly."

"When you returned to the inn, you looked for your 'Seventh Brother', only to find that...he was nowhere to be found?"

"...That's right, the guys don't know where he went. I wandered here for a few days, but I still couldn't wait for him...that's why..." The woman was so hoarse that she couldn't make a sound at all, Feng Liyuan He waved his hand, indicating that he already understood, and there was no need to explain further.

"Could it be that the news that Sun Xiu killed your elder brother Ouyang reached your seventh elder brother? There are everyone coming and going in the inn, so you are not allowed to leak any clues. Your seventh elder brother likes to read, so it's not very easy to think about it." fool--"

Before Feng Liyuan could finish speaking in the future, the woman named "A Yuan" suddenly shook her body, choked up with difficulty and said: "How could this be so...by mistake...did we just miss it..."

"Don't worry, girl. If he goes to Luoyang, I will naturally have a way to help you find him."

A Yuan moistened her throat, and forced her mouth to say: "...Young Master's kindness, A Yuan appreciates it, as long as you know his whereabouts, you will not be afraid to run into mountains and seas of fire, so I will leave now. If there is a chance to meet again in the future, I will definitely repay you."

The woman walked briskly, leaving behind a back that disdained to look back, Feng Liyuan was quite disappointed, "It's true these days, every girl in the family only loves the little boy... I am a good-looking 'Panasonic',' Chunyue Liu', it seems that only Xue Heng was lucky enough to see it..."

The evening wind in the summer night is clear, blowing away the sweat stains that Feng Liyuan had covered in the inn, "It's very cool outside, tonight, why not just sleep in this wilderness, why go back, and blame yourself for being rich ..."

A three-foot-long black package was embraced by Feng Liyuan in his arms, even though he was sleeping soundly, the fingers on it never let go.

That night, he dreamed of a vague figure, holding a feather fan, his clothes fluttering while talking and laughing, and his appearance was awe-inspiring. Although he couldn't see his appearance clearly, he was very sure that the graceful and elegant man in white must be "Ah!" Xuan".

The next day, Ji Shao's home, more than ten miles away, was noisy early.

"Uncle Ji, you must not go to the northeast tomorrow. You will gain friends in the southwest and lose friends in the northeast—"

Ji Shao put away his smile, and interrupted impatiently: "If you don't believe in those prophecies, you will become addicted... If you want to go on and on, I will take the "Lianshan" and "Guizang" There was a fire."

Satisfied, Xue Heng raised his eyebrows, shook his head and said: "Uncle Ji, my deduction and calculation belongs to the number of six arts, the study of a gentleman, and it is different from the superstition of prophecy."

"Stupid child, six skills and nine numbers, you are talking about square fields, corn, differences and other measurement techniques. What does it have to do with your divination and fortune-telling? Just sell yourself like this, and you are not afraid of being laughed out of your teeth?"

"Hey——did I remember it wrong again? But... last time I was quite accurate..." Xue Heng struggled to recall anything, his eyes lost their luster, and he just froze on the spot to himself When Ji Shao saw this, he was about to go back to his study when he heard a knock on the door.

"...Who the hell is it? Why didn't you make any movement when you came here..."

Although Ji Shao was surprised, he took the initiative to open the door.

Feng Liyuan leaped over the creaky firewood fence, and he didn't make a sound of footsteps when he walked. The lightness kung fu practiced by climbing mountains and trees since he was a child is not worthy of the reputation of "goose passing without trace".

Looking down from top to bottom, Ji Shao could only see his shiny black crown hair, and his nose protruding like a knife ridge, "Your Excellency?"

"Master Shizhong, it has been more than eight years since Sumen Mountain was parted, and Xuan Zhu has not sent a greeting card. I hope you will forgive me for coming here without invitation!" After saying that, Feng Liyuan cupped his fists and bowed to bow. bye.

"Sumen Mountain...it turned out to be a small pillar back then, but it has grown so big..."

"After so many years, my lord doesn't look much different from before. It seems that he is really good at keeping in good health. The younger generation will definitely ask for a lesson."

"What do you call 'adult'? Back then, your master...had pointed out my father. If you talk about the number of generations, it might not be...I'm a junior instead—" Ji Shao wanted to say a few words, but Xue Heng who came back to his senses Stopped, "Brother, did you really come to see me?"

"Yeah, don't you want me to come in and have a seat?" Feng Liyuan always had a dark face towards Xue Heng before, and now he smiled slightly, and the sword eyebrows that had been frozen on both sides of Yintang jumped unexpectedly. , Xue Heng was at a loss for what to do.

Seeing that Feng Liyuan turned against the guests, Ji Shao said with a smile, "It's cool in the room, please come in, Mr. Feng."

"Don't dare to be a hero, Uncle Ji praised me, just call me Xuan Zhu." Xue Heng's "elder brother" reminded Feng Liyuan and Ji Shao, and only then did the two parties' appellations be determined.

Xue Heng ran in and out to entertain the two of them, and Ji Shao was also happy to have a leisurely time, chatting about the past.Decades later, talking about his father's demeanor, he still talked endlessly. Compared with the unreliable and weird Taoist, Feng Liyuan yearned for Ji Kang's clear-minded and open-minded master. Can elicit the purpose of this trip.

Ji Shao talked until his throat was thirsty, he lowered his head and took a sip of tea, only to realize that Feng Liyuan's hand was always in the middle of the black package, and couldn't help asking: "Inside this package, is Chengying Sword?"

"That's right, this sword was forged by your father in accordance with the ancient method of 'Chengying'. It was given to Sumen... sir, and later it was held by my father. After my father left, it was passed to me."

"It seems that this sword is of great significance to you, but the man is gone, so there is no need to insist on obsession and do stupid things like 'the sword is there'."

"Uncle Ji is worrying too much. Although he has killed countless evildoers along the way and his body is terrifying, he has read the books of sages for a few years and knows how precious his body, hair and skin are, so he doesn't pay attention to sacrifice his life for righteousness. There is not much left, this sword never leaves the body, at first it was just a thought, and gradually it became a habit, it is not much different from people wearing talismans and titles, I hope Uncle Ji will not be offended."

"If that's the case, I'm relieved. We've talked for so long, and it's almost noon. I'll go prepare some meals, and you and that silly boy catch up."

"Okay." Feng Liyuan stood up and saw Xue Heng staring at him with wide open eyes, exactly the same as when he first met.

Although it was a bit overwhelming, they always treated each other warmly. Thinking of the cold reception the night before, Feng Liyuan felt even more precious, raised the corners of his mouth, walked up to Xue Heng and said softly: "Uncle Ji is gone, we are the only ones left, what do you have? Whisper it, you can let it go."

"Brother...you, can you not leave, just stay in Xingyang and come with me..."

The four big words "promise with your body" popped up in Feng Liyuan's mind instantly. For a moment, he was dreaming and his eyes were blurred. Xue Heng pulled his arm and said in a deep voice: "Brother, did you promise me?"

promise?Promise what?Feng Liyuan was agitated, hurriedly collected himself, and jokingly said: "Okay, I will ask Uncle Ji later, if he agrees to sell you five copper coins to me, I will always take you with me."

"Brother, you want to take me with you? You don't need to stay here, that would be better..." Xue Heng happily folded his hands together, and started talking to himself, which made Feng Liyuan have a headache, thinking: "This idiot said that Feng is Damn it, if Uncle Ji is really forced to agree later, is it possible that in the future I...have to take him with me when I go around for dinner? But after all, I rely on my own skills, but he just..."

When Feng Liyuan finally got distracted and came back, Xue Heng was nowhere to be seen, he yelled in his heart that something was wrong, and took a few strides out, Xue Heng had already been thrown behind him by several feet.

This move was too stupid, Feng Liyuan secretly laughed at himself: "It's really getting better and better, and I even competed with a stupid child..."

Looking at Xue Heng's face again, apart from his face being white as jade, with exquisite eyebrows and eyes, he is not lacking in masculinity. The more Feng Liyuan looked at it, the more he felt it was a pity, and said worriedly: "It's so rare to be a romantic knight like me She will definitely become the dream girl of thousands of young girls, no matter how bad she is, even if she tries to be a decent scholar, she can throw fruit and carts like that Pan Anren, but she is so pitifully stupid that she can't do anything..."

After lunch, while Xue Heng was packing up the dishes, Feng Liyuan finally found an opportunity to talk to Ji Shao alone, "Uncle Ji, to be honest, I came to visit this time because of Xue Heng... we are in Shanyang When we met for the first time, he revealed my identity in a single word. Although I have been around, I have never dared to show off in the world, so how could it be possible... let him be such a silly boy, who can hear my name?"

There was also the babbling in the dream that night, the "Brother Zhuzi" that kept him awake all night.

"Let me think about it... It seems that once his eldest brother returned to Xingyang, he brought another sword made by my father, he was very curious, and asked a lot of questions, most likely Han'er told him at that time... Probably when he saw Cheng Yingjian, he thought it looked familiar, and then he remembered a name, and he said it inadvertently."

If Ji Shao mentioned "little pillars" at that time, Xue Heng probably thought it was fun and kept it in his heart.Thinking about it this way, Feng Liyuan finally unloaded all the boulders that were half in his heart, and replied: "Brother Jundao... I forgot about him, since this is the case, it seems that I am to blame for thinking too much... But Xue Heng, who gave birth to this child, why are you so indifferent?"

"As far as the Xue family is concerned, they have a deep connection with your ancestors. They are all famous swordsmen, but the field of swordsmen has gradually withered. By the time of Xue Yan's generation, relying only on the knowledge of swordsmanship handed down by the family, they are already very poor. This child again... The father and son came to Luoyang to seek medical treatment, and spent all their savings, but Heng'er's illness did not improve. I saw the two of them begging on the street. Adopted here, although it can't provide for the rest of the world, at least it can reduce loneliness..."

"So it's like this... Uncle Ji is really benevolent, and this junior admires him."

"Don't say that, I've been running around in recent years, and I haven't paid much attention to this child. Although he is mentally deficient, he is still very self-reliant. He doesn't need too much care from me. Sometimes, he helps me a lot. some."

"He... can take care of people like this?"

Ji Shao looked at Feng Liyuan's surprised expression, and said with a smile: "You underestimate him so much, aren't you afraid that he will bite you relentlessly?"

This is more likely.After Feng Liyuan thought about it, his doubts were all gone, as long as he confirmed that Xue Heng had nothing to do with "Ah Xuan", even if he was distracted by Xue Heng, it didn't matter, and he could get away completely immediately.

The Chiji tethered in the distance kicked impatiently, and the trunk of the willow tree was scarred by the whip. Feng Liyuan came out of Ji Shao's house, pointed at his ass and reprimanded him for a long time.

When Chiji finally survived, he rolled his eyes, and Feng Liyuan was so angry that he wanted to curse again, but Xue Heng who just ran over blocked his mouth.

"Brother, how could you leave me and run away alone..."

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Everyone has been waiting~

Ji Kang forged iron at a great meeting, maybe he could really forge swords*. *Feng Huzi and Xue Zhu, two sword masters, are recorded in "Yue Jue Shu · Wai Zhuan · Ji Bao Jian", and they were forcibly dug by the protagonist to be his ancestors (miserable ), but the decline of Xiangjian and his party at the end of the Han Dynasty had something to do with it, and I didn't make it up.