Luo Yan Hu does not return

"I ask you, when will the green front rise and sweep the yellow sand invincible?

It should be known that the name of a hero is unpredictable, and it is difficult for Danqing to do business with Xu Ping.

......"

The sound of hoofbeats, bumps and vibrations, half asleep and half awake, a low sound flickered, lingering in the square inch.

"Ah Xuan...Ah Xuan, don't leave...It was all my fault back then..."

Knowing that it was a dream, Feng Liyuan couldn't help stretching out his hand, wanting to touch that vague figure, but what he touched with his fingertips was a cold jade face.

"Sir? This is—"

Just as he was about to stand up, he felt a dull pain in his chest, "Cough, cough, Yu... Mr. Yu, are you really... Senior Yuxuanhu?"

There are only four narrow slits on Yumian's eyes, mouth and nose, and the expression of the five sense organs cannot be seen. Feng Liyuan couldn't find a response. Close your eyes tightly, and fell asleep again.

The jade hanging pot moved gently, and supported Feng Liyuan to lie down, the carriage was narrow, the two were tall and tall, it was difficult for the second person to stretch out, the jade hanging pot moved slightly, and rested on the outside of the car door.

Seeing this, the boy driving the car turned around and asked, "Ten miles ahead, there will be another post house, sir, do you want to—"

Yuxuanhu waved his hand, signaling the servant to just move forward.

Unexpectedly, the boy's complexion suddenly changed, and he opened his voice and said: "Sir, looking at the book and being reasonable, how can you be so difficult? It has been four or five hours, and if the one inside dies in the car... This business is really good It's not easy to do, you have a lot of adults, and the younger ones have the old and the young..."

The boy reined in the reins, stopped the donkey cart, and chattered even harder.

Unexpectedly, the jade hanging pot does not listen to it, the eight winds do not move, and throws a brocade bag into the air. Wanting to raise his head to express his gratitude, the donkey neighed and left him for a long distance.

When Feng Liyuan woke up again, the sky was already bright, which made him unable to open his eyes for a long time.Staring in a daze, he stretched his arms vigorously, only to realize that he was lying on a spacious bed, not the previous cramped carriage.

The singing of warblers and the singing of birds, the faint fragrance of flowers, and the light and shadow shining through the scattered branches and leaves sprinkled in front of the window, the quiet spring, which made him crazy for a while.

The wooden house is simple and empty, except for a few pots of dead grass. Apart from the bed and seats, there is only a low table left, which seems to be a place for one person to come and go alone.

Feng Liyuan just took a few steps out, when a smell of meat wafted from his nose, which aroused the glutton in his stomach, and hurriedly quickened his pace.

The jade hanging pot was lighting a fire not far away, and the movements of turning and roasting were very familiar.

"Hey... But he is an elder after all, how can I open my mouth to ask for it..." When approached, Feng Liyuan hesitated, but he didn't care, Yuxuanhu could see clearly, and waved to Feng Liyuan.

After feasting, Feng Liyuan's feet gave birth to strength, and he felt the feeling of ascending to the sky immediately, and immediately wiped the gloomy color on the plane, "Thanks to Mr. for helping, Feng has nothing to repay, but Mr. has an order, and he will die!"

The jade hanging pot was busy with its hands, and the pheasant that was about to be roasted hadn't even been eaten yet, when it heard this, it immediately got up, and slammed the wooden stick in its hand, splashing the dust all over Feng Liyuan's face.

"What was said just now, does it imply something offensive?" Feng Liyuan really couldn't figure it out, he thought that Yuxuanhu lived in isolation, so he couldn't be eccentric by nature, silently picked up the burnt pheasant, wiped it casually, and ate it without hesitation carefree.

After tossing and tossing for a whole day, Feng Liyuan's body was full of sores and pains, three or two pheasants were eaten, his belly was writhing, his feet slipped, his whole body was sprawled, and he couldn't save himself for a long time. Without strength, he simply lay down and did not move.

"Feng Zhishui is famous for swordsmanship. Compared with Yuxuanhu, his attainments in lightness kungfu are far inferior. I have been doing nothing to him...Mr. Qianye carried me over a mountain, and none of Sima Ying's men could catch up. I don’t know how much better than me...Maybe, I can ask him about swordsmanship?”

Thinking of this, Feng Liyuan was suddenly excited, he straightened up violently, and galloped as if his feet were on fire.

"Mister, sir——" Feng Liyuan drank while running, causing the forest bird to flutter its wings and the dead branches to tremble.

The jade hanging pot was washing by the river, and was choked by his deafening yelling until he coughed unceasingly, just about to take off the jade face, when he saw Feng Liyuan approaching, he stopped immediately.Feng Liyuan thought he was offending again, so he slammed on his feet and almost fell on the slippery stone by the river.

Feng Liyuan stood still with great difficulty, and in order to cover up his embarrassment, he hurriedly asked, "Sir, are you... washing your face?"

The jade hanging pot with white clothes and jade face was spotless, Feng Liyuan swept his eyes and saw the black ashes all over his body, and suddenly felt ashamed of himself.

When he got to the river, before he had time to smear it well, the surrounding area was already covered with black water.

Yuxuanhu, who was choked earlier, coughed a few more times, which sounded like laughter.Feng Liyuan was extremely embarrassed, his movements were quick, and in an instant, water splashed all over the sky, as if he was afraid of being hurt, the jade hanging pot took a few steps back.

"Tsk, Feng is really rude, please don't worry about it, sir." Feng Liyuan immediately arched his hands and bowed to apologize, not knowing what Yuxuanhu was thinking, he took out a corner of the rough cloth handkerchief without saying a word.

Feng Liyuan looked at it for a long time, but he couldn't find any stains on Yuxuanhu's body. He was stunned for a while without any response. Yuxuanhu raised his hand and scratched his forehead, pointing to Feng Liyuan's face.

Feng Liyuan was amazed for a moment, and asked, "Sir...do you want me to wipe your face?"

Yuxuanhu nodded again and again, Feng Liyuan reached out to take the handkerchief, his face was flushed halfway through washing, his heart couldn't stop beating wildly, and he said to himself: "Mr. How can I open my mouth to study? This place is so remote, those blind people will definitely not be able to find it...these days I tidy it up, don't annoy the sir..."

The jade hanging pot had already gone away, Feng Liyuan rolled up his sleeves and trousers, walked a few steps upstream along the stream, scrubbed his neck and arms vigorously, revealing his original skin color little by little.

By the time he finished washing, it was past noon.

Bowls and chopsticks were added to the low table in the room, and Feng Liyuan felt a little warmth in his heart, thinking to himself: "Father said... the jade hanging pot can't beat him except for medicine and medicine, formation of troops, and fortune-telling... ...Adept at everything, it seems that the master must be a jade hanging pot...Although it is said that 'a gentleman stays away from the kitchen', if you want to be alone, how can you not be good at cooking rice? Well, the hanging pot is so talented, is it you? A reckless man can guess..."

The Yuxuanhu set out fish soup and wild vegetables, and was about to sit down, but suddenly stopped, and walked out the door with a bowl of fish soup.

Feng Liyuan stood at the side in a daze, thinking: "I...haven't washed it all, why are you hiding so far away..."

When the jade hanging pot walked back again, seeing that Feng Liyuan didn't move a chopstick, somehow the porcelain bowl slipped out, the two of them stretched out their feet at the same time and kicked one place fiercely.

This kick was really urgent, there was no time to pull back, no one could catch the porcelain bowl, Yuxuanhu let out a muffled groan, and trembled uncontrollably in order to endure the pain.Even though Feng Liyuan suffered the same pain, the feeling of remorse was even more unbearable, and he limped to Yuxuanhu's side, wanting to make amends.

"It's all the junior's recklessness, sir, sit on the couch first, let the junior check how the injury is." Feng Liyuan stopped the jade hanging pot by the waist without saying a word, picked it up and left.

Yuxuanhu struggled and couldn't get rid of it, so Feng Liyuan had to hug him to the collapse, and sat down, Feng Liyuan leaned forward and squatted, as if he was about to pull the silk shoes on Yuxuanhu's feet.

"stop!"

The roar was very clear, Feng Liyuan was shocked immediately, and thought to himself: "Sir, you actually opened your mouth, I thought... Come to think of it, why did the voice just now... not sound like a middle-aged person at all?"

Taking advantage of the jade hanging pot's sideways head in a daze, Feng Liyuan used his palm as a blade, trying to cut off the brocade rope tied with jade noodles along his ears.

"Boy, again and again you don't know what's good and what's wrong, and don't you know how much you weigh?"

The jade hanging pot finally opened its mouth, its voice was thick and steady like an ancient bell, it was so shocking that Feng Liyuan forgot to shout.His wrist bones were folded in front of his chest by the jade hanging pot, his knees were on the edge of the collapse, and his lower body was about to lose balance.

Yuxuanhu let go of the clamped fingers, pushed Feng Liyuan back, and said in a deep voice: "Forget it, I don't know as much as a kid with no hair... Your father rescued him several times in the past, but because of the complicated things, it has never been done." It has to be repaid, who would have thought that later—”

When Yuxuanhu said this, his throat seemed to be broken, and he was so hoarse that he couldn't make a sound. Feng Liyuan hurriedly interjected: "My father has been brave all his life, and has no complaints or regrets. Mr. is my father's close friend. Don't mourn too much. It hurts the world..."

The words of comfort that I thought were timely and appropriate made Yu Xuanhu turn around and walk away impatiently, leaving Feng Liyuan standing there alone, with a lot of thoughts in his heart: "Aren't you afraid that you will offend Mr. again? It's terrible... When will I have a clue about how to ask for sword skills..."

Before Feng Liyuan could come up with a few words that he thought were perfect, Yuxuanhu came back from the back of the house early, and he hurried forward and said: "This junior has repeatedly offended you, and I hope you will ignore the previous suspicions and give me some pointers..." Seeing that it was a kneeling ceremony, Yuxuanhu stepped forward to stop it, and finally forced Feng Liyuan to stand up straight.

"Boy, the purpose of this old man's coming here is to explain a few important things left by your father as soon as possible. It can also be regarded as compensation for the debts left by the year. In fact, it has nothing to do with you, so there is no need to perform this big gift."

"My father...has something for me?"

"Silly boy, that is the Zhishui hero admired by the world, how could he let go of his only son, go somewhere with the old man first, then he will naturally understand the painstaking efforts of the old man."

As the jade hanging pot spoke, the soles of the feet seemed to be smoking, and it fell lightly on the branches several feet high. Feng Liyuan was still thinking about the words just now: "He old man, how could he be 'his old man'..."

After a long while, Feng Liyuan remembered to chase after his predecessors, kicked his feet hard, and ran like crazy.