[comprehensive] superior skills

Lu Xiaofeng left, bringing with him two women who looked like twins and two eyebrows that were as soft as fetal hair.

He may have realized that the woman who is by his side day and night is not as weak and pitiful as it appears on the surface, but he understood it too late.

How can a man who is in love have the heart to embarrass the woman he loves? No matter how bad that woman is in the eyes of others, he will always try his best to find all kinds of reasons for her to be bad.

But Lu Xiaofeng is a very principled person in his heart, he may be willing to be cheated by the woman he likes, but he is not willing to watch this woman cheat his friends again.

So he bid farewell to Hua ManLou without even finishing his drink.

The lively small building returned to its original silence, but the owner's heart lake was full of ripples.

Hua ManLou looked at the flickering candle, as if she was missing those eyes that seemed sad, happy, sad, and resentful through it.

He had never seen this kind of expression on Lu Xiaofeng's face, it was almost a pair of women's eyes.

In Huamanlou's heart, Lu Xiaofeng should be a man with a big heart and perseverance, even though he has many common shortcomings of ordinary people.

But it wasn't until today that Hua Manlou realized that the influence of love on a man is far greater than that of his enemies.

Because the enemy will only turn a man into a sharp sword out of its sheath, but a woman will make this sharp sword soft into a piece of tofu.

There is nothing more tender than this.

The food and drink on the table had changed, but Hua Manlou still didn't move his chopsticks.

Song Ci was still concentrating on embroidering the cluster of bright peonies, "It's not a bad thing to be hypocritical in many cases, why should you worry about it?"

Hua Manlou's eyes slowly turned with the cold embroidery needle, "Is there anything worse in this world than being betrayed by others?"

"Yes."

Song Ci said lightly: "When you really encounter that kind of thing, you will find that it is actually a kind of happiness that someone is willing to pretend to be false to you."

Hua Manlou shook his head, "No one likes to be let down, and I can't think of anything more sad than this."

"As long as he still has Lu Xiaofeng who has a consonant finger, there will never be a shortage of women in the world who are willing to lie to him."

Song Ci asked him, "If you were Lu Xiaofeng, would you prefer a woman who lied to you once or never exposed and lied to you forever?"

Hua Manlou was slightly taken aback.

Although both of these things seem bad, if he had to choose, it would definitely be the latter.

Although he has never been in love, he already knows the answer from Lu Xiaofeng's choice.

Hua Manlou sighed in disappointment, picked up the bowl and chopsticks and took a piece of the fattest looking fish.

Seeing that he was tasting the food and wine like a child obediently sitting in the school, Song Ci slightly raised the corners of his mouth.

She didn't think that Lu Xiaofeng would be hurt much.

Even if an amorous prodigal son likes another person, it is limited, because he has divided his heart into several pieces and left it to every woman who has ever docked in his arms.

Even one of them clenching their fingers won't do much to the distracted, unless the women make an appointment to do it together.

So Song Ci really hoped that a tigress would really jump out and discipline Lu Xiaofeng, so that he could suffer what he deserved.

After dinner, Song Ci was still embroidering, while Hua Manlou unfolded a drawing on the long table.

The painting looked old, and the dark and light ink blots blended together to outline a full-body portrait of a man.

He was wearing nocturnal black clothes, holding a blood-stained sword in his hand, but wearing a pair of weird iron shoes on his feet.

This painting is not as rich as the canvas brought by the old eunuch, but only a few sketches are enough to make people feel the evil spirit blowing on the man's face.

The strangest thing is that the painter even observed the folds of his clothes extremely carefully, except for the face covered by the long messy hair which is blurred.

Hua Manlou rubbed the drawing paper in his hand, and sighed melancholy: "I haven't forgotten this person for many years, but no matter how hard I try, I can't complete this face."

Even though the culprit who made him blind often appeared in his sleep with a very chilling image, even though he felt that he would never forget every detail of the day when the accident happened.

After his eyes were healed, the first wish that came to his mind was to fill this long-empty drawing, but it was a pity that he picked up the pen and realized that no matter whether there is light in front of him, the iron shoes are always like a dark cloud covering the sky and the sun Pressed on the heart.

"A Ci, can you help me finish it?"

Hua Manlou thought very clearly, if there is anyone in the world who can help him realize this wish, it must be the owner of Longxiao Palace in front of him.

In fact, this was a trivial matter that was not worth mentioning, but Song Ci refused.

She said to the confused Hua Manlou: "It's not that you can't draw, you just remember too hard."

The pain of that night, the blood of that night, and the darkness that finally swallowed it.

This man was possessed by a demon, and the demon entrenched in his heart was the Iron Shoes Bandit.

No one can help him fulfill this wish, if he still wants to erase this nightmare from the bottom of his heart, he can only rely on his own hands.

"I can't be your hand, but I can let you see your heart clearly."

As Song Ci spoke, he pointed his finger at Yintang, and said softly, "Close your eyes."

Hua Manlou's eye sockets were slightly red, and he closed his eyes lightly as he said.

In a serene and quiet Zen sound, he seemed to have returned to that blood-stained night in his childhood.

The light of the knife, the light of the fire, and the sound of killing.

The father's entreaties, and the devil's wicked smile, "I won't kill you, but you remember, I am the last face you see in this world!"

Hua Manlou opened his eyes suddenly, and suddenly found that the human face on the drawing was no longer blank.

A pair of hanging eyes with fierce eyes, and a ferocious expression of swinging a sword when he was furious, everything completely overlapped with the dream.

A moment later, a smile appeared on the corner of Hua Manlou's mouth, "Iron Shoes, you have broken your promise after all. Or, I should call you Doctor Song."

Song Ci asked: "Song Miracle Doctor? Is this another code name for iron shoes?"

"No, this is another identity for him to walk the rivers and lakes."

Hua Manlou sighed: "If I hadn't recognized these eyes, who would have thought that Song Wencao, who has superb medical skills and saved countless lives, would be a murderer and robber?"

Song Ci nodded clearly, "You must have seen him in Peach Blossom Castle."

"I am not the only one who has seen him, even my father and brother have always regarded him as a distinguished guest for more than ten years."

Hua Manlou's voice trembled slightly, "Because he is the one who sees me."

Song Ci sighed softly, what kind of vicious thoughts would make Iron Shoes appear in his life as a benefactor after ruining a child's life.

Presumably it must have given him a sense of accomplishment to see the people of the Hua family treat the enemy close at hand with great gratitude all these years.

"Is Song Wencao still in Peach Blossom Castle?" Song Ci asked.

"he's gone."

Hua Manlou's voice was almost inaudible, and his fists gradually clenched, "After confirming that I can't recognize him."

Song Ci knew that his heart must be full of regret at this moment, so he could only comfort him: "We will find him, one day."

Hua Manlou raised his head and murmured: "I know that day will come, but I don't want to wait any longer."

He never hurt anyone, but if he had a sword in his hand at this moment, he would not hesitate to put it across the iron shoe's neck and ask why.

Generally speaking, it is not easy to find a thief who deliberately disappears.

Fortunately, there are more well-informed Jianghu people in the martial arts world, and it is not difficult to find them.

Yiqing Courtyard, when Song Ci and Hua Manlou met the bad old man known as the old man Guisun, he was drinking with a sloppy monk.

The red-nosed Master Sun shouted drunkenly: "Bastard, stinky monk, you and I are a perfect match, it's worth exposing!"

The monk sitting opposite him shook his head, "The monk is not smelly, the monk is honest."

Master Sun stared, "Which temple have you seen where the monks don't abide by the rules?"

The honest monk said meekly: "Wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha keeps it in his heart. The monk has a Buddha in his heart."

After he finished speaking, he saluted with one hand, and walked out muttering words.

When passing by Huamanlou, the monk not only took the initiative to avoid it, but also showed a clean and compassionate smile to the woman beside him, looking really indescribably honest.

After nodding to the honest monk, Hua Man went upstairs and asked warmly, "But Master Sun in person?"

"Don't call me Master Sun!"

The old man waved his hand proudly, as if he would stop talking if he didn't follow suit, "Call me Mr. Guisun!"

Hearing this unreasonable drunken words, Huamanlou had no choice but to shout along with him, "I'm going down Huamanlou, I have something important to ask to see the two seniors, Dazhi Datong."

Master Sun burped, "It's not difficult to see them, but those two old ghosts are more bastards than me. They only recognize money but not people. It doesn't matter if you are the king of heaven or the king of hell, I want to know from them. For any news, you need to prepare 50 taels of silver ingots, which is not a one-off price."

Song Ci smiled lightly when he heard the words, "Dare to ask Master Sun, do you really know everything with great wisdom?"

Master Sun squinted at her, "If those two old ghosts can't give an answer to the affairs of the world, no one else needs to ask."

"Fantastic, wonderful!"

Song Ci took out a round pearl from his purse, "Master Sun thinks this little thing is worth 50 taels of silver?"

The drunk-eyed Master Sun suddenly became alert as if he had fallen into a frozen lake, "It's worth it!"

Song Ci smiled, "Then what are you waiting for, please ask Master Sun to lead the way."

Galloping all the way, the carriage carrying the three people came to a quiet valley not long after, and the two elusive Dazhi Datong were hiding in the cave in the mountain col.

Song Ci and Hua Manlou stood guard outside until Master Sun who climbed in gave a signal before throwing in a silver ingot.

Hua Manlou raised his voice and asked: "Senior, do you know where the genius doctor Song Wencao was born?"

An erratic and hoarse voice replied: "Donghai Poison Dragon Island."

Hua Manlou continued to ask: "Song Wencao has returned to Dulong Island now?"

The voice in the valley replied, "No."

"Then does he have a place to stay?" Hua Manlou asked again.

"Hanhai Country." Dazhi Datong said cheerfully.

"Han Hai Kingdom?"

Hua Manlou wondered, "How far is this place from Song Wencao?"

Dazhi Datong snorted softly, "This question is more than 50 taels of silver."

Hua Manlou waved and threw in ten silver ingots, "It's a very important matter, so please answer, senior."

Dazhi Datong pondered, "30 years ago, there was a pair of brothers on Dulong Island..."

After the two of them explained the cause and effect slowly, Hua Manlou sighed: "So that's the case, thank you senior for clarifying the confusion!"

"It seems that you already know the answer you want."

Song Ci threw another pearl into the hole, "Master Sun, do you know the origin of the Western Demon Cult Rakshasa Cult that is also in the Kunlun Mountains today and the Ming Cult 300 years ago?"

The old man in the cave paused for a moment, "The former originated from overseas Persia, while the latter fell from the sky."

Song Ci was funny, "Falling from the sky, this inexplicable answer is also worth 50 taels of silver?"

The old man snorted coldly: "The Raksha Sect is rootless water, and the Jade Raksha is the one who guides."

Song Ci carefully understood the meaning of this sentence, and said to Hua Manlou who was waiting at the side: "I suddenly thought of a very interesting thing. But before that, I want to go back to Peach Blossom Castle with you .”

Someone once said such a saying, no matter who it is, even if he rides a fast horse for a day, he will not be able to escape the territory of the Hua family.

Now Song Ci happens to be a guest at the Hua family's territory.

Compared with the Gui grandson whom I have seen before, Hua Ruling is definitely an extraordinary and wise old man. When he entertains someone wholeheartedly, he will make the other party feel instantly what it means to be at home.

Although this kindness has nothing to do with financial resources, if a person of Hua Ruling's status is willing to be as approachable as an ordinary friend, who wouldn't be flattered by this sincerity.

However, Song Ci was very calm. She took a sip of the top-quality fragrant tea that is not often seen in the palace. I want to borrow the Jade Buddha of the Hanhai Kingdom."

Hua Ruling was not surprised, but said cautiously, "I don't know what Palace Master wants this thing for?"

Song Ci only smiled faintly, "Because I think this Jade Buddha may hide a big secret."

For the big secret that the master of Longxiao Palace said, Hua Ruling took her and her youngest son to the underground treasure house.

Looking at the warm and clear Jade Buddha in his hand, Song Ci took out the fire folder, and lit the sparkling side on the belly of the Buddha statue.

"Palace Master!"

Unexpectedly, Hua Ruling, who hadn't expected her to do such a move, exclaimed and stopped her: "This item is related to the inheritance of the Hanhai Kingdom, so it must not be damaged arbitrarily!"

Hua Manlou persuaded in a gentle voice: "Father, don't get angry, the child knows that there must be a reason for Ah Ci's actions."

"Lord Flower Castle, don't worry."

Song Ci raised the Jade Buddha standing in his palm, "Look again!"

Hua Ruling and his son took a closer look, only to find that a black-skinned evil spirit with red hair and green eyes appeared in the belly of the Jade Buddha at some point.

"This, this is the Rakshasa ghost!"

Hua Ruling said in amazement: "Why does this thing appear on the Buddha statue?"

Hua Manlou moved closer and touched it, "This is drawn by a secret method, and it will appear when it is heated. Is this the mark left by the old king of Hanhai?"

Song Ci smiled and said, "That's right, this is the life-saving talisman left by the Lord Hanhai. Dare I ask the Lord Huabao, if you want to pass on the family business to your son, how will you treat him?"

Hua Ruling lightly stroked his long beard, "He taught with an open mind and painstakingly cultivated it. Even if he is not expected to be as well-known as his father's generation, but he will definitely not lose the century-old reputation of the Hua family."

"Well said, that's what a father really does."

Song Ci was also filled with emotion, "As a father, the Lord of Huabao must also understand the painstaking efforts of the Lord of Hanhai Kingdom."

Thinking of her old friend who was far outside the Great Wall, Hua Ruling sighed softly: "Yes. A father's family property is too big, and it is often not a good thing."

But Song Ci shook his head this time, "Forgive me, the old lord is probably more than that worried now."

She flicked the ferocious Raksha ghost with her fingers, "I think the reason why he sent the Jade Buddha to Peach Blossom Castle was not because he was worried that someone would try to usurp the throne, but because he was afraid that after the person who should least inherit the throne ascended the throne, the only remaining blood There's no way out."

The author has something to say:

Song Ci: Regarding the Hanhai Kingdom and Jade Rakshasa, the scumbag author suddenly had a very wonderful conjecture. =, =

In addition, the scumbag author gave Dazhi Datong a call, so he can answer every question.

Teddy bear, okay~~