Luo Yan Hu does not return

The two stopped, Feng Liyuan hesitated for a moment, and tremblingly said: "There were only three of us brothers present that day, how could you be so clear... Could it be that you... are Zhichuan?"

Yuxuanhu snorted coldly, it sounded like a smile but not a smile, it was extremely joking, Feng Liyuan became more determined, and couldn't help but angrily said: "We met by chance, we made friends after all, why do you keep teasing me and make me look ugly?"

The tone of the jade hanging pot remained unchanged, and he said indifferently: "I used to go through fire and water several times, but I ended up turning my face and refusing to admit it. We separated earlier. The future will still be high and the river will last forever."

After Yuxuanhu said, he was about to turn around, but was grabbed by Feng Liyuan, "Zhichuan, I've been a lowly person for the past few days, and I just got angry. It's really a bit serious, but I just want to ask to understand -"

Yuxuanhu interrupted: "I was rude and offended first, Brother Feng doesn't need to accommodate, before...offended someone who can't afford to offend, and it is inconvenient to show his face recently, forcing Brother Feng to speak and shut up, sir, I have always been very guilty, But please, Brother Feng, Haihan."

After hearing this, Feng Liyuan thought: "I've never seen Zhichuan so polite when I was with Zhichuan before... Forget it, after all these days, I should stop tossing around..." After a pause, he replied: "Since it's In this way, our brothers will put an end to the past, and no one will mention this matter again from now on, okay?"

"Okay, Zhichuan promises that from now on, he will never hide anything from Brother Feng again."

Feng Liyuan's expression was normal, and he said again: "I heard what Zhichuan means, is he trying to use the "Infinite Merit Sutra" in my hand as bait to lure that monster to the world?"

"Exactly, but Li Jiubai walked resolutely that day, and it seems that he has no greed for Buddhist scriptures, so he has to plan carefully."

"Zhichuan is thoughtful and well-informed. Feng is a rough person, so he really can't come up with an idea, so Zhichuan can only make up his mind."

"Brother Feng has lofty aspirations, and he is not waiting for mediocre people. There is no need to be overly modest. This place is called Fengchan Valley, and there are six phases of Sunny and Li in it. Transformation into phases, dangers and dangers, along the path we came from, we should have avoided all the traps, but unexpectedly, the monster way broke in first, and still touched the eyes of the formation."

"It is said that this place is so secretive, how did the monster know about it?"

Yuxuanhu was silent for a while before saying: "This secret place... was pointed out by the master. Heming Mountain is famous, and there are indeed many scriptures and ancient books. Li Jiubai has studied a lot. It is not a rare thing to know this place. .”

"Zhichuan is right. That demon way is unfettered and acts recklessly. If there are any fairy mountains and holy mountains in the world, I'm afraid he has been taught to understand them well..." Just as Feng Liyuan's words fell, the jade hanging pot suddenly stopped Stepping forward, he shouted excitedly: "Brother...Brother Feng, I know the whereabouts of that monster!"

The young man's high spirits, suppressed by the old hoarse voice, was really abrupt, and in a whirl of thoughts, Feng Liyuan had no time to ask, the jade hanging pot was as calm as before, and said in a deep voice: "Twenty miles out of the valley, there are The small Taoist temple named Taiqing Pavilion, Li Jiubai has disappeared all year round, and Sun Xiu has lost the reputation of the five buckets of rice. Couldn't be a better place to be."

Feng Liyuan said: "Then how do we design it so that we can lure the demons into the net?"

"It's not difficult, I will talk with Brother Feng while walking."

Determined that the Yuxuanhu was played by Ge Hong, Feng Liyuan relaxed a lot. He listened to the Yuxuanhu's narration all the way, and was quite focused. The dusk gradually sank, and the two left Fengchan Valley westward. Entering a small village and town, the merchants on the street closed one after another, only a few scattered inns were lit, the two finally stopped and did not move on.

"Brother Feng, you go first, I... have some stomach discomfort, go out—"

Feng Liyuan took the silver from Yuxuanhu, "Go, I'll wait for you inside."

The Jade Hanging Pot went further and further away, completely bypassing the backyard of the inn, and walked to the lush and hidden place, a dark figure sprang out, immediately knelt on one knee, and said in a deep voice: "My lord."

"Can General Yang's funeral be properly arranged?"

"The family members got the news yesterday that the coffin has just been delivered."

"General Yang's sons and daughters are waiting to be fed. Such an accident is all because of me. In a few days... I will send some more money, cough cough... How is the situation with Chen Min?"

"Still winning people's hearts, I don't plan to march westward yet, my lord, Mr. Bao Pu prepared the medicine." The man said, offering a jade bottle with both hands, and the jade hanging pot took it casually, "Understood, you go back now stop."

"Mister told me that the previous throat-damaging medicine was too strong, so you must not take too much of it..."

Yu Xuanhu waved his hand impatiently and said: "Let's go quickly, don't delay."

After the person disappeared, Yuxuanhu walked back to the inn with a package in his hand, Feng Liyuan saw it and thought to himself: "This guy Zhichuan is here to swindle people again, go to the hut He even became a monk, really..."

Even though he slandered repeatedly, Feng Liyuan didn't say a word after all. After all, these days with Yuxuanhu are more than a little bit better than his past days of "relying on the sky and eating with hundreds of families".

"Guest officers, I'm really sorry, Xu Li is getting married to Li Tuhu's family today, all the guest rooms are full, if you want to stay overnight, you can only condescend to move to another place."

Feng Liyuan slapped the scabbard, and the boy trembled with fright. Seeing that he just stood up without any extra movements, he took a little breath, but he saw that the jade hanging pot seemed to have taken root here, and he was sitting upright, not saying anything, but holding it down. the end of the scabbard.

"Is there anything else in the room?"

"Yes, yes, but you two..."

Feng Liyuan probably understood, and when he described Luotuo, it was obvious that he couldn't stand on the stage, and he was holding back Yuxuanhu.

The jade hanging pot was speechless, and he took out a shiny gold bar from his waist, attracted the eyes of everyone around him, and hit the servant's knee with a flick of his finger, the servant's foot was unstable, and he staggered and fell to the ground, in a state of embarrassment .

"Zhichuan, you are—"

"It's not easy to deal with people who look down on people with a dog's eyes. Say, is there any room?"

The little servant got up in a hurry, and a middle-aged man with an unattractive appearance came hurriedly, cupped his hands and said: "This stupid servant has no eyesight, offended the two lords, there is a good wing room on the third floor that is still vacant, let the two have fun, don't you?" Take half a penny and two taels of silver." As he said that, the man snatched the gold bar from the servant, and said sharply: "You dare to dawdle, why don't you hurry up and serve the food and wine to the two knights!"

Hearing this, the little servant moved quickly, and the shopkeeper who had received the gold bars walked away happily, Feng Liyuan couldn't help but said, "Zhichuan, why haven't I seen you in half a year, you just throw away gold and silver, could it be What kind of rare encounter did you get?"

"Heh, Brother Feng guessed right. He met a wealthy businessman from Jiangzuo, who is good at collecting money and has endless money to spend. If Brother Feng..." Yuxuanhu suddenly coughed continuously, Feng Liyuan wanted to get up to comfort him, but he raised his hand to stop him, "Ahem, it's just that I caught a cold the day before yesterday, it doesn't matter, Brother Feng eats first."

The jade hanging pot walked out of the inn, nestled in a remote corner, carefully took off the jade face, the jade face was connected with the skin on his neck, after tearing it off, there was a young man's face that Feng Liyuan could not forget "Aheng".

"After drinking this medicine, I can no longer pretend, but brother...that's all, I have already explained everything to him clearly, if there is another accident at that time, I will help you in secret, why do you have to show up..."

After Xue Heng muttered, he looked at the inn not far away, with a little reluctance in his eyes, but he was suppressed by him in an instant, and he sank into the night without looking back.

Feng Liyuan waited for an hour, and just wanted to go out to find someone, when a wooden sign flew in the air, it was about to be hit on the face, he dodged quickly, and was able to stop it with two fingers, only to see the wooden sign engraved with the words: : "There are so many eyes and ears, I am afraid that something unexpected will happen. I will go out at noon tomorrow and see you outside the long pavilion ten miles west."

The handwriting was scribbled and messy, Feng Liyuan took a long time to understand it, and said to himself: "Zhichuan's actions are a bit too careful, according to the ability he showed before, who is it... who can... He was forced into such a situation? He hides his head and shows his tail all day long..."

Feng Liyuan hugged the package Xue Heng left behind, walked up the steps thoughtfully, was rubbed by the corner of the railing inadvertently, and a black sleeve fell out of his arms.

When he walked into the guest room, he threw the package on the couch, and the whole brocade suit was instantly revealed to his eyes. The edges were inlaid with gold and silver, and the stitches were fine and intricate. It looked noble and elegant, but it was not too ostentatious. Feng Liyuan Turning around, another wooden sign was slapped on his body - "Da Yin is hidden in the city, there is no need to hide it."

"Could it be that this clothing is the one Zhichuan paid me before..."

The robe he was wearing was scraped and torn a few days ago, and the change was left in the Qinghe camp. , even with a knife resting on his neck, he is absolutely unwilling to swagger through the market in a well-dressed manner.

When he spread out the brocade clothes, another wooden box came out. Feng Liyuan squatted down and picked up the wooden sign, "Peach red jade ointment, soaked in water and wiped on the face has a miraculous effect."

Feng Liyuan sneered: "It's not Huanghua's eldest daughter, Zhichuanzhi is here and there, it's not over..."

Feng Liyuan walked to the bronze mirror in the room, and wanted to take a good look at it, but unexpectedly, the "respect" in the mirror was revealed, and he frightened himself back a big step.

It turned out that Feng Liyuan washed his face in a hurry that day, and he never saw the mottled complexion clearly. Moreover, the black powder lasted for a long time, and it could not be wiped off with water. Now it was stuck on his face in a mess, as if it had been burned by fire. It was very shocking to look at. people.

Feng Liyuan leaned against the wall, and murmured: "No wonder this way, people on the street are... that Xiaoer looks shrewd, he looks so evil, how can I treat others... Zhichuan actually I can still bear it, and I really..."

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I rushed to review yesterday, there are too many bugs, I am really sorry