Everyone owes me a favor

It was agreed to go out at Chen time on the second day, but at noon, the five people left.

The reason is naturally that Feng Ruyu overslept again.

Chang Boning pulled Feng Rugu who was yawning, and added another parasol to his already heavy luggage: "Summer is coming, the sun is always strong."

Feng Rugu muttered: "Only you, brother, would feel that the sun is too hot."

Chang Boning: "Take it."

Feng Ruyu: "Oh."

Ruyi had already finished his morning class, and was waiting outside the Green Bamboo Hall with his eyes closed. Hearing this, he opened his eyes and stared at the two brothers, with a few traces of the past unavoidably reflected in his eyes.

He closed his eyes again, restrained his mind, and stopped thinking about it.

Chang Boning, who seldom left the palace, sent them all the way to the Yujian Stone, and said in a soft voice: "...there are three flowers blooming, don't delay, you will definitely come back."

Feng Rugu murmured in a sleepy nasal voice: "The thread in the hands of a loving mother, wanderer..."

Before he could finish reciting the poem, Feng Rugu was hit on the head.

Chang Boning's words were heard by Hai Jing, who has excellent hearing ability.

After all, he is young and his temperament is uncertain. He has been with the taciturn Ruyi layman for a long time, and he has long been suffering, so he asked Sang Luojiu, who seemed to be of the same age as him: "Dare to ask, what Chang Daochang said is "flowers bloom three times." Duo', what flower is it?"

"……Um?"

Sang Luojiu was counting the items in the Qiankun bag for the third time. He was confused when he heard it for the first time. After Hai Jing's original words were conveyed, he smiled apologetically: "I have only been a teacher for three years, and I don't know the master very well. If in doubt, you might as well ask Brother Luo."

But Luo Fuchun didn't know at all: "Flower? What kind of flower?"

Seeing that no one knew the answer to this question, the little monk became more and more curious about Feng Rugu: "Then, dare I ask, what are the two swords on Yun Zhongjun's back?"

Mentioning these two famous swords, Luo Fuchun's stern face finally showed a little smile, and patiently answered: "It's the master's saber. The one with the snail-green sheath is called 'Yesterday'; the one with the white jade-colored sheath is called 'Jinzhao'. At the beginning, Master used this sword to slay evil spirits and protect hundreds of fellow Taoists from danger..."

Just as Luo Fu was talking like a river, Feng Rugu slowly walked over with his sword on his back and his hands empty.

He looked around for a week: "Whoever has the best sword control skills, please take the seal."

Luo Fuchun: "..." Here we go again! !

Feng Rugu yawned again: "I had a dream last night and couldn't sleep peacefully. I was afraid that Yujian might lose something."

Haijing's mouth and nostrils enlarged at the same time.

He asked Luo Fuchun in a low voice: "Mr. Yunzhong, with his level of cultivation, would he also worry about the mistakes made by low-level disciples like 'Yujian is wrong'?"

Luo Fuchun gritted his teeth and whispered: "Fart. He is just lazy!"

Sang Luojiu took the initiative to invite Ying: "Master, let me come."

"I come."

Ru Yi's slightly cold voice blocked Sang Luojiu's words, and there was no doubt in his voice.

Sang Luo remained silent for a long time.

Buddhism has been handed down for a long time, and the word "Ru" in the Buddha's name is supposed to be of the same generation as Sang Luojiu's generation of monks, but Ruyi's layman has a great reputation, and Sang Luojiu knows that it is difficult to compare with him.

Besides, since he offered to carry Master, out of etiquette, he couldn't refute his face.

Feng Rugu was not polite, he put his sword on his leg, grabbed his waist casually, and hugged his waist: "Thank you."

Ru Yi moved his body slightly, and looked down at his natural arms in surprise, as if he couldn't understand why this person was so thick-skinned.

Regardless of what he was thinking, Feng Rugu turned around and greeted Chang Boning: "Senior brother, I want to eat sunflower seeds. You can grow more in the back hall."

Chang Boning laughed: "Yes, yes. I will plant a hectare of sunflower fields, waiting for you to come back."

The five left Fengling Mountain.

The latest victim is a member of Wenshimen. If they want to find clues, they will naturally go to Wenshimen first.

"Luo Jiu, don't spoil Master all the time. Uncle Master spoils him, and you spoil him too." On the road, Luo Fuchun, who followed Feng Ruyuan and remained the same from afar, put on an air of senior brother and reprimanded Sang Luojiu, "He is now You guys are used to being so lazy."

Sang Luojiu also whispered: "Brother, didn't you save money to buy the golden silk sword tassel that Master has read for half a year?"

"What's the use of buying it?" Luo Fuchun said angrily, "It's just for display!"

After saying that, when he raised his head, he met the eyes of Feng Rugu on the sword in front of him.

Feng Ruyu smiled first without saying a word, and winked at him.

He didn't wear a monocle today. Under the sun, his right eye is slightly lighter than the left eye, and he looks quite charming.

Luo Fuchun's face blushed instantly.

Feng Rugu still wanted to tease this disciple who loved his face so much, but he heard an order from the front: "Don't move around."

Feng Ruyuan turned his head, looked at the young man who was half a head taller than him, and said with a smile, "Sorry, did I distract you."

It was obviously a normal sentence, but he said it with extreme affection.

Ruyi paused: "No."

Feng Rugu smiled and said, "Ah, it's really cold."

Xu Shi didn't want to talk too much with Feng Ruyi, so Ruyi said directly: "Mr. Yunzhong has no sincerity. If he has no sincerity, how can he disturb his mind?"

Feng Rugu, who was stunned for no reason, tilted his head curiously: "If you say that, you must know me very well?"

"I'm not familiar with it." Ru Dao said, "The poor monk only knows that Duan Rongjun is worried about Yunzhongjun in every possible way. If Yunzhongjun thinks of his brotherhood, he should settle this matter quickly instead of wasting time on unnecessary things. matter."

Speaking of this, Feng Rugu was not angry, he didn't even let go of his arms around his waist, and said, "That's really good. Did my senior brother and your adoptive father teach you back then?"

If nothing else.

What happened back then, he regarded it as a jewel and gem, and never mentioned it to outsiders, but his adoptive father loved him as before, and the world knew it, so it was normal to tell him in detail.

Feng Rugu: "However, did my senior brother teach you not to judge people's hearts arbitrarily?"

If one party wanted to speak, Feng Ruyu interrupted: "Ah, we're here."

On the east side of Wenshi Gate, there is also a sword-controlling stone, and there are disciples on both sides, who are responsible for welcoming and sending them off.

Those little disciples saw that it was Fengling who came, and after hearing the name of Lord Yunzhong, they didn't dare to neglect at all, one ran to pass on to the master of Wenmen, and the two led the way to the main hall.

Whoever wants to walk halfway kills a young man with a whip in his left hand and a sword in his right hand from the front of the road. His eyes are red, and a whip sweeps away a disciple of Wenshimen who has changed his complexion and hurried up to meet him.

The other shouted in a panic: "Second Young Master, you can't do it! This is Fengling Yunzhongjun—"

"I killed him, Fengling Fengru!"

He threw off the scabbard, and with a cold light, he seized Feng Ru's life: "Your surname is Feng, give back my third sister's life!!"

Hearing this shout, Luo Fuchun and Sang Luojiu took the lead to go forward with their swords, but because they were guests, there was no reason to hurt the master, and Wen Min, the second son of Wen, came here with the will to die. Like a madman, the two subordinates didn't know how much to keep in mind, and if they were not careful, they asked Wen Min to find a loophole, deflected the edge of the sword, and rushed straight to Feng Rugu with the sword.

However, Feng Ruyuan stood where he was and didn't move.

Wen Min stabbed with his sword, and the snow-like sword star fell into Feng Rugu's right eye——

A palm with a thin red line tied on the little finger casually stopped Feng Rugu.

Wen Min exerted all his strength, but the tip of the sword hovered three inches away from the palm, unable to get any closer.

Seeing that Wen Min was in a nightmare, Ruyi didn't bother him too much, stretched out his fingers, and grabbed the light of the sword. The blade started from the tip of the sword and shattered inch by inch until it ended in the middle of the sword.

Luo Fuchun saw that the young master was really crazy, he didn't dare to keep his hands, and together with Sang Luojiu restrained his hands and feet.

Feng Ruyu stood where he was from the beginning to the end.

Sure enough, there are many smart people in the Taoist sect, but few stupid people, and the word riddle can't be hidden from the world.

"Feng deeply regrets Lingmei's death." Feng Rugu said lightly, "But Mr. Wen should probably use this sword skill on the person who killed Lingmei."

"She died because of you!" Seeing that Feng Rugu couldn't be killed, Wen Min's eyes filled with tears, and he yelled hoarsely, "If it wasn't for you Yun Zhongjun looking for a Taoist companion, how could she have died?!"

Feng Rugu: "It's wrong. She won't die if she doesn't meet someone bad."

What Wen Min thought was that with Feng Ruyu's status, he would definitely apologize obediently, but he never expected him to be so sophistry.

Wen Min choked, and then became even more furious: "How can you shirk responsibility in such a calm and insensitive way?! You didn't kill Boren, but Boren died because of you!!"

"Wrong again." Feng Rugu said, "It was 'I' who didn't kill Boren, but Boren died because of 'me'. This is a reflection, not a request."

Wen Min was speechless.

Feng Rugu: "Are you aware of your mistake?"

Wen Min: "..."

Feng Ruyu: "Then you need to apologize to me for your slander just now."

Wen Min almost cried on the spot at this man.

Now, even Luo Fuchun felt sorry for him: "Master, don't say a few words."

Wen Runjin came late at this time, seeing this scene, his eyes split open, he scolded Nizi a few times, and then went to greet Feng Ruyu: "Mr. Yunzhong, don't care about children, he doesn't know anything."

Wen Min was really annoyed and cried.

He and Miss Wen San are twin sons, and his sister died for no reason, but he couldn't even avenge him.

He didn't know that his sister died at the hands of gangsters, but the word "seal" made up of sixteen lives made him feel that his sister was extremely wronged.

Wen Min looked at Feng Rugu with hatred, and saw his father following him with a flattering face, as if he didn't know that his daughter's death was closely related to this man, picked up the cracked sword and whip, wiped the red eye sockets, Quietly followed, wanting to find another chance to kill him with a sword.

Wen Runjin is still apologizing again and again.

Feng Rugu said: "It's normal for children not to know what's good or bad, and someone has to teach them."

Wen Runjin said tactfully, "Yes, yes."

"...However, in front of outsiders, even if the child has made a huge mistake, the parents should defend it. Otherwise, just be a single gentleman, what kind of parents are you?"

These words were a face-to-face scolding, which also made Wen Runjin's face stiffen a bit.

Wen Min, who was quietly following them, was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Feng Rugu to speak for him. He had mixed feelings in his heart for a while, so he stopped following, and just stood blankly behind the tree with his sword in his hand.

"Master Wen, you don't need to accompany me." Feng Rugu ignored Wen Runjin's face and said, "I came to see where Miss Wen San's body lay."

Feng Rugu's mouth does not speak human words anywhere, and the level of offending people is first-class. In the past, the two apprentices didn't know why he had such a bad reputation outside of him after he saved so many people. Seeing him today is considered a Know the truth.

Wen Runjin is also a strong man. Speaking of this, he even asked a few people if they wanted to stay overnight.

But Feng Ruyu agreed without hesitation.

When Wen Runjin went down to prepare for the reception, Luo Fuchun immediately showed embarrassment: "Master, the entire Wen family will probably hate you, so why stay here?"

Feng Rugu replied, "I heard that the hot spring water here is unique. Master will take you to bathe at night."

Luo Fuchun: "..." You know that this person has no shape!

Led by the disciples of Wenshimen, they arrived under the tree where Miss Wensan hung her head.

Feng Rugu asked the doorman, "Where's your lady's body?"

The doorman replied: "I only have the head, but the body is gone."

Feng Ruyu murmured, and was not surprised. He walked around and took a look. It didn't look like he was here for investigation, but rather for sightseeing.

When passing by Ruyi, Ruyi who hadn't said a word since just now suddenly asked him, "Why don't you hide?"

Feng Ruyuan turned his head to look at him.

Ruyi said: "You can dodge that sword just now."

Feng Rugu smiled brightly: "Isn't this waiting for you?"

Ruyi said, "If I don't save him."

If you don't save him, once you are attacked by the sword energy, Feng Ruyuan will lose his eyes at the slightest.

If he hadn't heard about this person, Ruyi might have thought that he wanted to repay the reward with one eye.

Feng Ruyuan stared at him for a moment, with an unscrupulous smile on his face and eyes: "If you don't save me, my Senior Brother Chang will not spare you."

Ruyi: "..."

After finishing speaking, Feng Ruzhi strode away, took out the single crystal mirror from his pocket, put it on his eyes, looked around for a while, then bent down suddenly, and dug out a leaf from the mud.

More than half of the leaf is rotten, and it seems that it was buried in the soil by the mountain wind in the past few days.

Because of the warm weather, it rained a few more times, so the leaves rotted very quickly.

Feng Rugu put the rotten leaves to his nose and sniffed it lightly, then raised his voice and said, "Excuse me, is there any place to plant zelkova trees on Wenshi Mountain?"

"Beech?"

"Old beech, chanterelle tree, smooth elm." Feng Rugu listed several nicknames in one breath, "Beech tree. Is there any?"

The disciple was dumbfounded by the question: "Wenshi Mountain is a famous sea of ​​pine... Daoist Wen also only loves pine trees to show his noble character, so only pine trees are allowed to be planted on the whole mountain..."

"...Belch trees." Ruyi opened his mouth, "Mizhi Mountain, where the disciples of Hanshan Temple were buried, is full of beech trees."

"So..." Feng Ruzhi raised his eyebrows with interest, "Is the murderer showing us the way?"