Lu Xiaofeng's Legendary Phoenix Dance nine days (4)

Chapter Four: The Aftermath of the Disaster

The storm finally passed, and the sea was calm again, as if nothing had happened, but it was unknown how many innocent lives had been swallowed by it.

On the surface of the sea floated broken ship plates, and all kinds of unimaginable things, but all of them looked like the bones it spit out, which seemed to be indescribably miserable and desperate.

After a long time, a person slowly floated up, it was Lu Xiaofeng, he was still alive.

This is not because he is particularly lucky, but because he has been tempered by thousands of hammers long ago, and the pain and blows he can endure are simply unimaginable to others.

Something gleaming drifted past his eyes, and he reached out and grabbed it, and it was a night pot made of bronze.

He laughed. It is unimaginable that you can still laugh at such a time.

But what if you don't laugh? What about crying? If he could save those who were in trouble with him, he would rather cry from now until the end came.

Now not a single person could be seen at sea, not even the dead, and even if all had died in this calamity, their skeletons should still be floating nearby.

"Maybe they haven't floated up yet!"

Lu Xiaofeng also hoped that he could still find a few people who would survive the disaster, hoping to find the old fox, beef soup, Yue Yang...

But he couldn't find it. The people on the ship seemed to have been completely engulfed by the sea, even the bones.

Just now his body happened to crash into the remaining wooden planks of the ship, and he had been dizzy for a while, could it be that in that short moment, all the people had been rescued?

He hoped so, he would rather die alone, but unfortunately he also knew that this was never possible.

No one could have predicted the storm, and no one could have predicted the ship's death.

In such a storm, no one could stay in the nearby sea and wait for people to be saved.

Lu Xiaofeng suddenly remembered Yue Yang and remembered the strange expression in his eyes.

"Now you should have understood why I wouldn't let you take this boat."

Did he really already know that the ship would capsize? Therefore, we must save Lu Xiaofeng, because Lu Xiaofeng has also saved him. But why did he take this boat? Could it be that he was looking for death? If he really wanted to die, he could have died a long time ago, at least eight times.

Lu Xiaofeng could only explain to himself: "That boy must have deliberately said this to anger me, and he is not a god, how could he have known three days ago that this boat would overturn?" ”

Now Lu Xiaofeng was able to think only because he was already sitting on something completely reliable. He sat on a Buddha statue.

The one-foot-tall Buddha statue, which happens to be the largest of the Immortal Buddhas, lies upside down on the surface of the sea, like a small boat.

Unfortunately, there is no rice wine beef on this boat, not even white boiled eggs.

"The next time you fall into the sea, the only thing you can eat is your own flesh."

Lu Xiaofeng really wanted to cut a piece of flesh on his body to taste, but he suddenly found himself hungry to death.

Looking at the past, the sea and sky meet each other, and it is hazy.

Although this mood is very beautiful, it is a pity that no matter how beautiful the mood is, it cannot fill the stomach.

After that storm, there wasn't even a single fish in the nearby sea.

The only kind of fish he could see was the wooden fish, large and small, all kinds of wooden fish, also drifting forward along the current.

Unfortunately, he didn't want to chant.

──If the monks saw these wooden fish, how would they feel? Is it the same wish that these wooden fish are flesh and blood live fish?

There seems to be an undercurrent in the ocean, driving the wooden fish and Buddha statues floating on the surface of the sea forward.

What's up front?

In front of it is still the sea, the boundless and merciless sea, even if the sea has always been so calm and waveless, even if this smiling Maitreya Buddha can cross to the other shore, Lu Xiaofeng will not be able to do it.

He was not carved out of wood, he wanted to eat, and if he did not eat, he would starve to death, and if he did not starve, he would die of thirst.

Isn't it also a ridiculous irony that a person is full of water on all sides, but a person will die of thirst?

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't even smile, his lips were completely cracked, and he almost couldn't help but drink seawater.

Dusk passed, night came, the long night passed, and the sun rose again.

I don't know how long later, his person was almost completely dizzy, couldn't help but drink a mouthful of seawater, and then began to vomit, and I don't know how long it took, as if even the intestines were spit out.

In the dizziness, it seems to fall into a large net, and the big one is gradually tightening and hanging.

His man seemed to be suspended in the air, and then he really fainted completely.

He really couldn't imagine that after this fainting, he would not wake up again, let alone imagine where he had been if he woke up.

When Lu Xiaofeng woke up, he had reached the Wonderland.

The sun is shining, the beaches are white and soft, the sea is blue as blue, the waves are hitting the coast with fresh and beautiful white foam, the sky is cloudless, and the earth is emerald green.

Isn't this Wonderland where it is? How can people live to fairyland?

Lu Xiaofeng was still alive, and there was a fairyland in the human world, but he couldn't believe that this was true, from the moment he was bounced off in bed, until what happened at this moment, now it was like a nightmare when he thought about it.

The smiling Maitreya Buddha was also lying on the beach, and after so many disasters, he still held his stomach in both hands and laughed.

Lu Xiaofeng stared at it with hatred: "The people in the same boat as you are all dead and clean, you are lying here laughing, which bodhisattva are you?" ”

Although a bodhisattva is a bodhisattva, it is only carved out of wood, and it cannot be controlled by the death or death of others, and if others want to scold it, it cannot hear it.

Lu Xiaofeng sighed again: "Although you are unjust to others, you have finally saved me, and I should not scold you." ”

The disaster has passed, but he is the only one who is alive, is he happy or sad in his heart? others

He didn't know it, and he couldn't tell it himself, as if he regarded the puppet as the only friend who had ever suffered together.

If you have experienced these things, you will surely become like this.

Although he was still alive, whether he would be able to live in the future, he was not even sure.

The heavens and the earth are vast, and a person has arrived at this completely strange place, even if this is really a fairyland, he can't stand it.

He struggled, he could still stand up, the first thing he thought of was water, if there was no water, the fairyland would also become hell.

He patted Maitreya's belly and said, "You must be thirsty too, so I'll go find some water for everyone to drink." ”

It seemed that this place was undoubtedly an island, and many of the trees and flowers on the island were rarely seen before, and the fruits on the banana trees were so rich that they looked like a big bun.

After eating a plantain, the thirst was even more unbearable, so he lowered a branch and took the plantain further ahead, and actually found a bay of clear springs.

Only now did he know that the taste of the original water was so sweet, far more delicious than the best bamboo leaf green.

After eating and drinking enough, he thought of a terrible thing.--------------------------------

"If there were no ships passing by, would I have to spend my life on this desert island?"

No boats pass by.

He chose the largest rock on the shore and sat on it for a few days, without seeing a single shadow of the ship.

The desert island was obviously not on the route where the ship passed, and he could only look at Maitreya Buddha and smile bitterly.

"It seems that we have only been in this place for a while, and we can't live like wild dogs like this, and we have to be decent."

He never carried a sword and a sharp weapon on him, but fortunately, the copper night pot actually drifted with him, cut the night pot open, flattened it with stone, clipped two pieces of wood as a handle, and then grinded it on the spring water for an hour or two, and actually became a usable knife.

He didn't want to use this knife to kill people.

Now he knew that in addition to killing people, the original knife had so many other uses.

He cut down the branches of the trees as a frame, made a roof out of the leaves of palm plantains, built a room next to the spring that was not too ugly, and then found some soft blades of grass to spread on the ground, and first let his only friend Maitreya Buddha lie down comfortably.

Then he lay beside himself, watching the moonlight leak down from the banana leaves, listening to the distant sound of the waves lapping on the shore, and suddenly felt his eyes wet, and a tear flowed down his cheek.

For the first time in two years, he had shed tears.

No matter what kind of calamities and sufferings he encountered, he was not afraid, and he suddenly discovered that the most terrible thing in the world was loneliness.

He was determined not to let himself think about it any further, and he had a lot to do.

Early the next morning he went along the beach, bringing back everything he could find, including Buddha statues, wooden fish, and all kinds of shells.

In the afternoon he had better luck, and when the tide receded, he found a camphor wood chest on the beach.

He carefully carried it back, ate a few plantains first, drank enough water, and then held an opening ceremony.

When he opened the box to see, he only felt that one of his hearts was like a fawn, and he had never been so excited and nervous.

There was also a small jewelry box in the box, filled with pearl jewelry, but unfortunately it was useless now. The most useful are a comb, a few golden hairpins, and two popular novels carved in the stone, one is Yu Li Jiao, and the other is a chivalrous wind and moon record.

Of course, there were clothes in the box, but they were all flowery women's clothes.

Usually, Lu Xiaofeng wouldn't even look at these things, but now he was so excited that he was like a child who had just gotten his most beloved toy, so excited that he couldn't even sleep.

Wooden fish can be used as a bowl, no need to hold water in your hand to drink, the golden hairpin can be used as a needle, and then rub a little thread with hemp, you can change these clothes into curtains, curtains, messy like straw hair, you can also comb a comb, and those two books, if you look slowly, you can also pass a lot of empty and lonely days.

He lay on the bed made of blades of grass, turning over and over, thinking about these things, and suddenly jumped up and gave himself two ear scrapers.

If Maitreya Buddha, who was always smiling, knew, he would have thought that this person had taken the wrong medicine again.

He slapped himself twice before it was enough, crackled, gave himself four more blows, pointed at his nose and scolded.

"Lu Xiaofeng, Lu Xiaofeng, when will you become such an unemployed son and only think about these mothers-in-law's affairs like a woman, do you really want to live like this for a lifetime?"

Before dawn, he chose the biggest wooden fish, made a hole in it, filled it with water, and then used a long flower silk skirt, wrapped two bananas, tied them together, patted Maitreya Buddha's belly, and said, "I'm not like you, lying here all day, from today onwards, I can't accompany you all day." ”

He had decided to go on an expedition to see if there was anyone on the island and if there was a way out.

Even if he knew that the dense jungle was full of dangers, it would not change his determination.

He went out every morning and came back in the evening, the soles of his feet broken and his body pierced by thorns.

The jungle is full of deadly snakes and insect ants, and even strange grasses that eat people.

A few times he almost died, but he didn't care.

He believes that as long as a person has determination, no matter where he is, he can play a way out.

Time flew by, and as a month passed, he searched almost every part of the island.

He found nothing but a pair of sore and swollen feet and bruises all over his body.

There were no people on this island, not even wild beasts such as foxes and rabbits, and if anyone else had been, they would have been desperate. But he didn't.

Although he was exhausted, he was still not discouraged, and at dusk on the thirty-third day, he suddenly heard the sound of running water behind a cliff full of vines and roses.

Pulling open the vine, there was a crack in it, allowing only one person to pass sideways. But further inside, it gradually widened.

There seemed to be light behind the gap, and the sound of running water, which was almost inaudible, became very clear again.

He finally found a clearer spring and walked up the stream, when he suddenly found that something had flowed down the spring, but it was nothing more than a bouquet of withered orchids.

He still fished the orchid out of the water, he had never seen it here, and he would never let it go if there was anything unusual. This time he was not disappointed.

Although the orchid has withered, it is still visible that the leaves have been trimmed.

He was so excited that even his hands were trembling, there must be someone else on this island besides him, he suddenly remembered Tao Yuanming's Peach Blossom Origin.

After half an hour of walking forward in one breath, the mountain was really open, and the valley was fragrant and verdant, like a big garden, and there were pavilions and pavilions dotted in between.

He fell, on the soft grass, and his heart was filled with joy and gratitude, grateful that God had let him see people again. As long as he could still see people, even if he was killed by these people, he was willing. Of course, people who live in this kind of paradise will not be murderers!

Now no matter who thought that there must be someone on this island, no matter who was afraid, they couldn't imagine that the first person Lu Xiaofeng saw on this island was Yue Yang.

Yue Yang was not dead, but he was also richly dressed and radiant, and seemed to be more proud than before.

Under the grassy hillside, there was a path made of colored stones, and he stood there, coldly watching the landing phoenix.

As soon as Lu Xiaofeng saw Yue Yang, he jumped up, as if he had seen a living ghost, and screamed, "Why are you here?" ”

Yue Yang said coldly, "Where am I not here?" ”

Lu Xiaofeng said, "Where did you go when the ship capsized?" How come I can't find you? ”

Yue Yang said, "Where did you go when the ship capsized?" How come I can't find you? ”

The words he asked were exactly the same as Lu Xiaofeng's, and when the ship overturned, Lu Xiaofeng did not immediately float up.

Lu Xiaofeng had no choice but to ask something else, "Who saved you?" ”

Yue Yang said, "Who saved you?" ”

Lu Xiaofeng said, "These days, you have been here all along?" ”

Yue Yang said, "You've been here all these days?" ”

He still didn't change a word, and asked Lu Xiaofeng what Lu Xiaofeng asked him.

Lu Xiaofeng smiled.

Yue Yang did not laugh, it was very difficult for them not to die, and it was a rare thing to reunite after the disaster.

However, he didn't even have a pleasant look, and it seemed that he felt that it was better for Lu Xiaofeng to die.

Fortunately, Lu Xiaofeng didn't care at all, he already knew that this teenager was a monster.

"Are you going to come here?" No plans to go to Fuso at all? But how do you know where the old fox's ship will shipwreck? How did you get here? ”

Even if these words were asked, they would certainly not be answered, and Lu Xiaofeng would not even mention them.

Now there's only one thing he cares about most: "Who else is here?" Did the old fox and beef soup also arrive here? ”

Yue Yang said coldly, "You don't have to ask these things." ”

Lu Xiaofeng said, "Since I have already come, how can I not ask?" ”

Yue Yang said, "You can still go back from the same way, it's still too late." ”

Lu Xiaofeng smiled, "Even if you kill me, I will never go back!" ”

Yue Yang lowered his face and said, "Then I will kill you!" ”

His right palm flipped upwards, and his left palm made a circle obliquely, and his right palm suddenly came out of the circle, slashing Lu Xiaofeng's left neck.

His moves were not only strange, but also urgent and fierce, and in just over thirty days, his martial arts seemed to have made superb progress.

Together with martial arts, Ben did not have any luck, but he really improved too fast, it was like a miracle.

Just this one move had almost forced Lu Xiaofeng to make it difficult to fight back.

Lu Xiaofeng didn't know how many masters he had met in his life, but he could really be regarded as having experienced hundreds of battles and had been a great enemy for a long time, but he had rarely seen anyone whose martial arts were higher than this teenager's.

This kind of strange change of move, he had never seen before.

He rolled over in the air and stepped back eight feet.

Yue Yang actually did not pursue, and said coldly, "You retreat, I will not kill you." ”

Lu Xiaofeng said, "If you kill me, I will not retreat." ”

Yue Yang said, "You don't regret it?" ”

Lu Xiaofeng said, "As I said a long time ago, I have never regretted it in my life." ”

Yue Yang sneered and struck again, and immediately found that Lu Xiaofeng's martial arts were also much higher than he thought.

No matter how strange the moves he used, he couldn't touch Lu Xiaofeng's clothes a little, sometimes he was obviously going to get his hands on it, who knew that Lu Xiaofeng's body flashed, and he dodged away!

Lu Xiaofeng had obviously had several opportunities to knock him down, but he had never made a move, as if he wanted to see the origin of his martial arts, as if he didn't want to hurt him at all.

Yue Yang didn't seem to understand at all, and his shot was even more fierce, and he suddenly heard a person at the end of the flower path with a smile: "When your distinguished guests come, you are not a way to treat guests like this." ”

At the end of the flower path is a flower, a man with his hands on his back, standing in the midst of colorful flowers, a round face, the top of his head is half bald, with a very kind smile on his face, if it is not wearing clothes of excellent material, it looks like a florist.

As soon as he saw this person, Yue Yang immediately stopped and stepped back step by step, the flowers on both sides of the flower path were also flowers, he retreated into the flowers, his body turned, and suddenly disappeared without a trace.

The kind little old man slowly walked over and smiled, "The young man's politeness is slow, and your excellency must not blame him." ”

Lu Xiaofeng also smiled, "It doesn't matter, I am an old friend with him." ”

The little old man clapped his hands and said, "The reunion of old friends, it is no better, when I am young, I will definitely put wine to celebrate the two of you." ”

He laughed again: "The mountain residence is lonely, there are few residents, as long as there is a little thing to celebrate, we will not miss it, let alone this kind of thing?" ”

He said lightly, a state of happiness and peace of satisfaction, unconsciously flowing from between words, listening to lu Xiaofeng's ears, who had been troubled, it was really envious.

The little old man asked again, "But I don't know your honorific name." ”

Lu Xiaofeng immediately said his name, in front of this kind little old man, no one would be wary.

The little old man nodded and said, "It turned out to be Lu Gongzi, who had been looking up for a long time." ”

Although he was talking about long-term admiration in his mouth, in fact, he did not even have the slightest meaning of long-term admiration.

Lu Xiaofeng became famous as a teenager and was famous all over the world, but in his voice, he was no different from Zhang San, Li Si, A cat and dog, which Lu Xiaofeng had never met before.

The little old man laughed again: "Today we happen to have a small celebration here, but I don't know if your guests are willing to come?" ”

Of course, Lu Xiaofeng was willing, but he still couldn't help asking, "What are you celebrating today?" ”

The little old man said, "Today is the day when the little girl will eat by herself for the first time, so everyone will get together and eat the rice she ate that day again." ”

Even such trivial things must be celebrated, and there are too many things worth celebrating in the world.

Although Lu Xiaofeng thought so in his heart, he did not say it in his mouth, only hoping that her daughter had not eaten rice paste porridge that day, and that his mouth had really faded into a bird these days.

The little old man laughed: "Lu Gongzi must be funny in his heart, even this kind of trivial thing must be celebrated, there are too many things worth celebrating in the world, but the comfort is that the little girl has been greedy since childhood, so the first time she ate, she had to get a big table of wine and dishes." ”

Although he said Lu Xiaofeng's heart, Lu Xiaofeng was not surprised, his thoughts were normal, no matter who heard such things, it was inevitable that they would think like this.

The little old man laughed again: "There have been no foreign guests here for many years, and today Lu Gongzi suddenly came, which seems to be the luck of the little girl." ”

Lu Xiaofeng smiled, "When I eat all your wine and meat, you will know if this is luck or not." ”

The little old man laughed and bowed his hand.

Lu Xiaofeng said, "Master is very polite, if I have not even consulted the master's honorific surname and name, wouldn't it be the way to be a guest?" ”

The little old man said, "My surname is Wu, my name is Wu Ming, Kou Tian Wu, Sun Moon Ming." ”

He laughed and said, "Actually, I only have a mouthful of many mouths and delicious mouths at most, and when it comes to the light of the sun and the moon, I don't even have a little bit." ”

He laughed, and So did Lu Xiaofeng.

After those hard days, it was lucky to meet such a hospitable and friendly host.

Lu Xiaofeng was really happy in his heart, and he couldn't even smile without laughing.

Out of the flower path is another flower path, through the flowers or flowers, the peaks on all sides are dripping green, the clear sky is as blue as a wash, and in front of the nine-curved bridge on the lotus pond, there is a water pavilion with green tiles.

When they went, there were already about a dozen people in the small pavilion, some standing, some sitting, some old and young, male and female, some wearing solemn and gorgeous ancient clothes, and some just casually wearing a wide robe.

Everyone's attitude was relaxed, and their looks were very happy, as if all the troubles and sorrows in the red dust had long been isolated from the green mountains on all sides.

This is life, this is the person who really knows how to enjoy life, Lu Xiaofeng's heart is sighing, but also envious, it seems to be stunned.

The little old man said, "Everyone here is informal, and Lu Gongzi must not be polite." ”

Lu Xiaofeng said, "Since everyone is casual and informal, why do you call me Lu Gongzi?" ”

The little old man laughed, took his hand, and walked up the Nine-Curved Bridge.

A middle-aged man dressed in Tang Shi's yipin imperial dress, with a white jade belt wrapped around his waist, and a purple and gold crown on his head, holding a cup of wine in his hand, walked over shakily, handed the golden cup in his hand to Lu Xiaofeng, and left shakily.

The little old man laughed and said, "His surname is He, as long as he drank some wine, he insisted that he was the reincarnation of He Zhizhang in the Tang Dynasty, so everyone simply called him He Shangshu, but he liked to call himself a Siming Fanatic." ”

Lu Xiaofeng also laughed, "No wonder he is already drunk, since he is drinking eight immortals, it is not right not to be drunk." ”

As he spoke, his eyes were on a woman.

Women who are noteworthy, usually not ugly.

She may be too tall, but her slender figure is soft, her whole body exudes an irresistible charm, the contours of her face are obvious, and a pair of cat-like eyes flash with seawater-like blue light, looking cold and intelligent, but with an unspeakable sense of laziness, as if she has been tired of life for a long time.

Now she had just left a group of people in the Water Pavilion and walked towards them, and before she could get too close, Lu Xiaofeng already felt that her throat was dry, and a heat rose from her lower abdomen.

She seemed to look at him too, her cat-like eyes filled with a scornful smile.

Then she immediately turned her face, looked directly at the little old man, and slowly held out her hand.

The little old man sighed and said, "Lost again?" ”

She nodded, her long dark, soft hair fluctuating slightly, like the waves of the night.

The little old man said, "How much more do you want?" ”

She stretched out five fingers, long and powerful fingers, showing the strength of her heart.

The little old man said, "When will you give it back to me?" ”

She said, "Next time." ”

The little old man said, "Well, use your jewelry as collateral, and pay the interest when you return it to me." ”

She immediately agreed, and with two fingers she drew a silver ticket from the little old man's hand, and left without turning her head back, without even looking at Lu Xiaofeng again.

The little old man smiled at Landing Xiaofeng and said, "We don't have any rules here, but everyone can abide by one principle." ”

Lu Xiaofeng's eyes were still fixed on her back, and he casually asked, "What principle?" ”

The little old man said, "Self-reliance." ”

He explained: "There is the best wine in the world and the best cook, no matter what kind of enjoyment is first-class, but the fees are also very high, and it is difficult for people who can make a lot of money to survive here." ”

Lu Xiaofeng's gaze had already moved away from her, and he suddenly remembered that the only possession he had on his body was the knife that had been converted from a night pot.

The little old man smiled again, "Of course you are a guest today, as long as you don't gamble with them, you don't need a penny at all." ”

Today is a guest, tomorrow?

Lu Xiaofeng suddenly asked, "What are they gambling on?" ”

The little old man said, "When they gamble on dice, they like to gamble happily." ”

Lu Xiaofeng said, "Can I have a look?" ”

The little old man said, "Of course you can." ”

He smiled even happier: "But if you want to gamble, you must be careful of Shaman." ”

Shaman, what a strange name.

Lu Xiaofeng said, "Sha Man is the one who just came to borrow money?" ”

The little old man smiled and said, "She loses quickly, she wins quickly, as long as you are not careful, you may even lose to her." ”

Lu Xiaofeng also smiled.

It wouldn't be bad if he could lose someone to a girl like that, but of course he still wanted to win.

The table was piled with gold beads and silver tickets, shaman's face was piled up the most, and as soon as Lu Xiaofeng walked over, she won.

They gambled really simple and painful, only with three dice, the same number of "leopard six" of course to eat, "four five six" is not small, "Mo two three" will lose.

Except for one, if the remaining one dice is six points, it is almost a win.

She actually threw out six o'clock five times in a row, and the cat-like eyes had already emitted a green jade-like light.

The dealer who lost money was a man who began to get fat, and it seemed that he was no different from the ordinary people you usually saw in the tea house tavern, but he was surprisingly calm, and he lost five in a row, and his face did not change color, not even a drop of sweat.

They gambled even bigger than Lu Xiaofeng imagined, but the gamble was not too fine, neither looking for a door, nor using methods.

As long as you know the minimum skills, you can come here to gamble, and you will definitely be able to return with a full load.

Lu Xiaofeng's hand had already begun to itch.