Ghost Villa (The Legend of Lu Xiaofeng) episode 1

Chapter 1 Lu Xiaofeng's escape

　　Under the glossy and soft bronze paperweight, there are twelve white paper cards, and seven people sit next to the elegant Eight Immortals table.

　　Seven people who are famous all over the world and famous all over the world.

　　Ancient Song Monk, Mudao People, Bitter Melon Monk, Mr. Tang Er, Xiaoxiang Swordsman, Sikong Picking Stars, and Flower Manlou.

　　The identities of these seven people are very peculiar, and their origins are even more different, including monks, hermits, lone thieves, masters of the Great Interior, famous children who wander the world, and martial arts seniors who are in the dust of games.

　　They are here because they have one thing in common.

　　They are all friends of Lu Xiaofeng.

　　Now they still have a little bit in common, and all seven of them have serious expressions and heavy moods.

　　Especially the wooden road people.

　　Everyone was watching him, waiting for him to speak.

　　He had found them all, and it was not an easy task, and of course he had a very important reason.

　　There was wine on the table, but no one raised a glass, no food, and no one touched it.

　　The wind is blowing, the building is full of flowers, in this beautiful season, it should be the time when people are in the happiest mood.

　　They are the most free and bold people, why do they have so many worries?

　　Hua Manlou is blind, and the blind should not light the lamp, but the person who lit the hexagonal copper lamp on the table was him.

　　There are many things in the world that are like this, and they should not have happened, but they happened.

　　Mu Daoren sighed, and finally spoke, everyone has a time when they do something wrong, as long as they know that they can change their mistakes, it is good. Although he tried his best to control himself, his voice was still very excited, but there are some things that cannot be wrong, and if you do it wrong once, there is only one way to go. "Dead end?" Sikong Xingxing asked.

　　Mu Daoren nodded, picked up the bronze paperweight on the table, and on the twelve paper cards, there were twelve people's names.

　　Twelve Amazing Names!

　　"They didn't deserve to die, and it wasn't easy for anyone to kill them, but unfortunately they all made a fatal mistake. He pulled out four of the stacked cards, especially these four men, whose names you must have heard of!

　　Four paper cards, four names.

　　Gao Tao: The three incense masters in the Fengwei Gang.

　　Crime: Collaboration with the enemy and betrayal.

　　Hunter: Simon Blowing Snow.

　　As a result, he fled for 12 days and died in the swamp.

　　Gu Feiyun: The heir to the mantle of Bashan swordsman.

　　Crime: Killing a friend's son and adulterous friend's wife.

　　Hunter: Simon Blowing Snow.

　　Result: Escaped for 15 days and died in the middle of the city.

　　Liu Qingqing, a heroine of Huainan, and the wife of Xie Jian, a swordsman.

　　Name of sin: 通奸,杀夫。

　　Hunter: Simon Blowing Snow.

　　Result: Fleeing for 19 days and dying in the desert.

　　"One-armed Dragon" Hai Qikuo.

　　Crime: Killing an innocent.

　　Hunter: Simon Blowing Snow.

　　Result: Fleeing for 19 days, the boat was capsized and died.

　　Of course, everyone has heard of the names of these four people, but the most familiar one is Ximen Blowing Snow!

　　As long as he is a person who has practiced martial arts, who does not know Ximen Blowing Snow? Who dares to say that his swordsmanship is not the best in the world!

　　Xiaoxiang swordsman suddenly said: "I have seen Ximen blowing snow. "

　　After the battle of the Forbidden City, even this No. 1 master of Ouchi can't help but admit that his swordsmanship is really unmatched, but I can't see that he is a nosy person. Hua Manlou said: "He's not in charge of making trouble." "

　　Sikong Xingxing immediately continued: "Although he rarely makes friends, he hates people who betray friends the most. The Xiaoxiang swordsman closed his mouth, but Mr. Tang Er opened his mouth.

　　The poison secret weapon of the Tang Sect in Shuzhong is famous all over the world, and Mr. Tang Er's dislike of talking is also famous, but now he suddenly asked, do you think the fatal mistake they made was to betray their friends?" Sikong picked the star and said, "Isn't it?"

　　Mr. Tang Er shook his head and didn't say another Yu, because he knew that someone must have understood what he meant.

　　Sure enough, some people understood that they made the same fatal mistake. "Which one is the same?"

　　Ximen blowing snow, Mudaoren said slowly: "When Ximen blowing snow wants to kill people, no one can escape." "Even if you escape, you won't be able to escape for nineteen days.

　　"These twelve men died under Simon's blowing snow sword. The Wooden Daoman's expression was even heavier: now another had made another mistake just as fatal as theirs, and even more so. "Oh?"

　　Not only did he betray his friends, but he also betrayed Simon Blowing Snow. "Who is this man?"

　　"Lu Xiaofeng!

　　There was silence, suffocating silence.

　　The first to break the silence was the Xiaoxiang swordsman: "I know that Lu Xiaofeng is not only Ximen Blowing Snow's friend, but also his benefactor. Mu Daoren sighed: "It's a pity that the favor has been avenged, but the revenge has not been avenged!" Xiaoxiang swordsman said: "What kind of hatred?"

　　Kido Humanitarian: "夺妻. "

　　The Weixiang swordsman was shocked and said, "There is evidence?"

　　Kido Humanitarian: "Yes. "

　　Xiao Xiang swordsman said: What evidence"

　　"He saw them in bed with his own eyes. "

　　The Xiaoxiang swordsman suddenly picked up the wine glass in front of him and drank it all, and Sikong Xingxing drank faster than him.

　　The only thing that can still keep his composure is Hua Manlou, the wine glass is full, but he only took a shallow sip: Lu Xiaofeng is definitely not that kind of person, there must be other inside information in this matter. Sikong Xingxing immediately agreed: maybe he was drugged, maybe they didn't do anything in bed at all.

　　None of these reasons were good, and even he himself was not satisfied, so he had another drink.

　　The people who draw conclusions are usually the ones who speak the least.

　　"I don't know Lu Xiaofeng, but I know that he is kind to the Tang family. "Mr. Tang Er came to the conclusion that no matter whether there is something else in this matter, we have to ask them face to face.

　　The wooden man shook his head.

　　Sikong picked up the stars and said, "You don't want to look for it?"

　　Mu Dao said: "It's not that I don't want to find it, but I can't find it." "

　　As soon as this incident happened, Lu Xiaofeng had fled, and no one knew where he had fled.

　　Mu Daoren unfolded the twelve cards and said, "So I invite you to come and see these ......" Sikong Xingxing interrupted him and said, "Lu Xiaofeng is neither Gao Tao nor a one-armed divine dragon, what does this bastard bastard have to do with us?" Mu Dao said: "It has a little relationship.

　　Sikong picked the star and said, "Which point?"

　　"The route of their escape. "

　　If you want to find Lu Xiaofeng, you must first determine which way he escaped from.

　　Mu Daoren said: "These people are not only very high in martial arts, but also experienced, cunning and alert old rivers and lakes, when they are ready to escape, they must have been very carefully planned, and the route they choose must be good." Sikong Xingxing said coldly: "It's a pity that they still can't escape." Mu Dao said: "Although we can't escape, we can still use it as a reference." "The escape routes chosen by these twelve people can be roughly divided into four-

　　Buying a boat is a sea of people.

　　Out of the desert.

　　Wander in the downtown area.

　　Flowing in the poor mountains and bad waters.

　　Mu Daodao: "You are all old friends of Lu Xiaofeng, and you all know his temper very well, which path do you think he will choose?" No one can answer.

　　No one dares to think that their judgment is absolutely correct.

　　Hua Manlou said slowly: "He will never go to the sea, nor will he go into the desert." "No one asked him how he could be sure of that, because everyone knew that he had a strange instinct and a sense of touch.

　　Sikong Xingxing drank the eighth glass of wine and said, "I can be sure of a little." "Everybody was listening.

　　Sikong picked up the stars and said: "Lu Xiaofeng will never die."

　　His judgment is doubted, why?"

　　Sikong picked the stars and said: "I know Lu Xiaofeng's martial arts, and I have also seen Ximen Blowing Snow's swordsmanship. Of course, he couldn't deny the speed and accuracy of Simon's swordsmanship, but since he married a wife and had children, his swordsmanship had become weak, because his heart had become weak. "Because he is no longer the god of the sword, he has gradually become human.

　　Mu Dao said: "I originally thought so, but now I know that we are all wrong: "We are not wrong.

　　Mu Daoren shook his head and said, "Before the decisive battle at the Forbidden Peak, his sword had indeed become weaker, because his enthusiasm for his wife had surpassed his fanaticism for swords. Xiao Xiang swordsman obviously understood the deep meaning of this sentence, but after he defeated the Cloud City Lord, it was different. "No matter who defeats a peerless master like the White Cloud City Lord, they will inevitably feel high-spirited and want to go to the next level.

　　The battle in the Forbidden City undoubtedly inspired his frenzy for swords, and surpassed his love for his wife.

　　Maybe it happened because he snubbed his wife and aroused Lu Xiaofeng's sympathy.

　　Everyone thought of this in their hearts, but no one wanted to say it.

　　Mu Dao said: "I saw Lu Xiaofeng some time ago, and he himself told me that Ximen Blowing Snow's swordsmanship has reached the realm of no sword.

　　What is the realm of "no sword".

　　Although he has no sword in his hand, his sword is still there, everywhere.

　　His people have been integrated with the sword, his people are the sword, as long as his people are there, everything in heaven and earth is his sword, this realm has almost reached the peak of swordsmanship, and almost no one can surpass it.

　　Mu Daoren sighed, and said: "When I saw Lu Xiaofeng, he was already drunk, and he also told me that if there is another person in this world who can kill him, this person is Ximen Blowing Snow."

　　There was another silence, and everyone had a conclusion in their hearts

　　As long as Ximen Blowing Snow catches up with Lu Xiaofeng, Lu Xiaofeng will definitely die on his sword The problem is now

　　Where did Lu Xiaofeng flee to, and how long can he escape?

　　"Since he will not go to the sea, and he will be in the desert, then he will either wander in the bustling city, or wander among the poor mountains and bad waters. "The scope has been narrowed, but who knows how many downtown there are in this world? Mr. Tang Er suddenly stood up and walked out.

　　Sikong picked the star and led the cup in his hand, and asked loudly, do you want to leave?"

　　Mr. Tang Er said coldly: "I'm not here to drink. "

　　Sikong picked the star and said: "Don't you want to care about this matter?"

　　Mr. Tang Er said: "It's not that I don't want to take care of it, it's that I can't manage it." "

　　Monk Honka suddenly let out a long sigh and said, "Indeed, the monk nodded immediately, and said, "Indeed, it is true, it is true, it is ......true," and when he said the third "Indeed", the three of them had already walked out.

　　The Xiaoxiang swordsman was no slower than them.

　　Sikong Xingxing looked at the wine in the cup, suddenly put down the wine glass heavily, and said loudly: "I'm not here to drink, which grandson is the bastard who is here to drink." He strode out.

　　Suddenly, there were only two people left in the room, and only one Hua Manlou could still maintain his composure.

　　With the sound of "wave", the wine glass in the hand of the wooden road man was shattered.

　　Hua Manlou smiled and said, "Do you know where they went?" Mu Daoren said coldly: "The ghost knows. "

　　Hua Manlou said: "I know:"

　　He's still smiling, I'm not a ghost, but I know:"

　　The wooden road man couldn't bear to ask, "Where do you say they went?"

　　Hua Manlou said: "Now if we rush to Ximen Villa, we will definitely be able to find them, and there will be no one less." "The Mudao people don't understand.

　　Hua Manlou said: "They went there because they all wanted to know something. "If I were Lu Xiaofeng and wanted to flee from here, I would take that road.

　　Hua Manlou said: "When they figure it out, they will definitely chase down that road."

　　Mu Dao said: "Why didn't they say it?"

　　Hua Manlou said: "Because they are afraid that they will make a mistake in judgment and affect others."

　　Mu Dao said: "You are sure of ?...

　　Hua Manlou nodded and smiled: "I'm sure, because I know that they are all friends of Lu Xiaofeng." "His face is glowing, his smile is glowing, he loves life, he always has faith in the good side of human nature.

　　Mu Daoren finally let out a long sigh and said, "It's really good that a person can have so many friends with Lu Xiaofeng, but it's a pity that he was wrong this time." He patted Hua Manlou's shoulder and said, "Let's go, if there is one person in this world who can find Lu Xiaofeng, that person must be you." Hua Manlou said: "It's not me." "

　　Mu Dao said: "Who are you not?"

　　Hua Manlou said: "It's himself." "

　　If a man has lost himself, who can find him but himself?"

Chapter 2 Freemasonry

　　Even if Lu Xiaofeng has lost himself, at least he hasn't lost his way.

　　He was sure that the road was due west, and after walking through the mountains in front of him, he could find clear spring water.

　　Now that it was late at night and the fog was thick in the mountains, he still believed that his judgment was absolutely correct. But this time he was wrong again.

　　There is neither a mountain nor a spring in front of it, only a reckless and dense primeval jungle.

　　Hunger is one of the greatest human sufferings, but compared to thirst, hunger has become a relatively easy thing to bear.

　　His lips were chapped, his clothes were torn, and the wound on his chest had begun in the middle of the month.

　　He had been on the run for three years in this poor mountain and valley where he could not even find a spring.

　　Now even if his friends see him, they may not be able to recognize him as Lu Xiaofeng.

　　The dashing Lu Xiaofeng, who always fascinates girls.

　　The jungle is dark, and the darkness is full of all kinds of dangers, each of which is deadly, and if you get lost in the jungle, hunger and thirst are deadly!

　　Whether he can get out of the jungle of the maze, he himself is completely unsure.

　　He had lost faith in his own judgment.

　　But he can only move forward, there is no other way for him to choose, let alone retreat!

　　Going back is only more dangerous and more terrifying.

　　Because Simon blows snow and nails him right behind him!

　　Although he couldn't see it, he could feel it—he would suddenly feel a chill down his spine anytime and anywhere he felt that kind of murderous sword, and then he knew that Ximen Blowing Snow was very close to him.

　　Fleeing is a pain in itself.

　　Hunger, thirst, weariness, fear, apprehension...... It's like countless whips, whipping him incessantly.

　　It was enough to break his body and mind, not to mention that he was injured.

　　Sword wounds!

　　Whenever the wound hurts, he thinks of the unbelievably fast sword!

　　Ximen Blowing Snow, who was already "swordless" in his palm, pulled out his sword again after all!

　　Twenty-two, I defeated Ye Gucheng with that sword, who else in the world can let me use that sword again?

　　Lu Xiaofeng, only Lu Xiaofeng!

　　For your sake, I will use this sword again, and now my sword is drawn out, and it will not be stained with your blood, and it will never be sheathed.

　　No one can describe the sharpness and speed of that sword, no one can imagine, and no one can dodge.

　　If there are really immortals, Buddhas, ghosts and gods in heaven and earth, they will definitely be moved by this sword.

　　The sword flashed, and blood splattered!

　　No one could parry this sword, not even Lu Xiaofeng, but he didn't die!

　　It's a sign that you can't die!

　　In the sky and on the ground, I am afraid that only Lu Xiaofeng can escape under the edge of that sword!

　　Darkness, boundless darkness.

　　How many dangers lurk in the dark?

　　Lu Xiaofeng didn't even think about it, if he thought about it more, he would probably have collapsed and even go crazy.

　　As soon as he stepped into this dark jungle, it was like the beast had fallen into a trap, and he was completely helpless.

　　Still no water, no food.

　　He broke off a branch and groped his way forward, like a blind branch, his staff.

　　A living person actually has to rely on a lifeless wood - thinking of this, Lu Xiaofeng smiled.

　　A miserable laugh of humiliation, sorrow, pain and ridicule.

　　It is only now that he truly understands the pain of the blind man and truly understands the greatness of Hua Manlou.

　　A blind man can live so peacefully, so happily, how much love can he have in his heart?

　　There was a tree in front, a tall and large tree.

　　Lu Xiaofeng stopped under this tree, gasping for breath, and now it may be the only chance for him to breathe-

　　Simon Blowing Snow must have thought about it for a moment before chasing people in this jungle.

　　But he's going to chase after him.

　　Heaven and earth, there is almost nothing to stop him, and he is determined to let Lu Xiaofeng die under his sword!

　　There was almost no sound in the dark, but the absolute silence was the most terrible sound.

　　Lu Xiaofeng's breathing seemed to have stopped, and he suddenly made a lightning move, pinching J with two fingers and seeing nothing, but he had already made a move.

　　His shots rarely missed.

　　When it comes to real danger, humans will become like beasts, and they will also have beast-like instincts and a sixth sense.

　　He was holding a snake.

　　He grabbed the snake's tail, threw it, threw it, and then bit down on the snake's seven inches.

　　Bloody and bitter, snake blood flowed from his throat into his stomach.

　　Suddenly, he felt as if he had truly become a beast.

　　But he didn't stop, and when the snake's blood flowed, he immediately felt a leap of life!

　　As long as he can give him life, as long as he can let him live, he will accept anything!

　　He didn't want to die, he couldn't die.

　　If he dies now, he will also turn into a ghost and return to the world to wash away his humiliation.

　　The darkness had faded, turning a strange dead gray.

　　He had finally taken the long night, and now it was dawn.

　　But what if it's dawn?

　　Even though the darkness is gone, death is still looming over him!

　　There were fallen leaves on the ground, and he grabbed them and wiped them off his hands, when he suddenly heard a sound.

　　Human voices.

　　I don't know where the voice came from, as if someone was moaning and panting here and now, how could there be anyone?

　　If not, who would have walked into this jungle if they had not been cornered?

　　Could it be Simon blowing snow?

　　Lu Xiaofeng suddenly felt that his whole body was cold and stiff, stopped breathing, and listened quietly.

　　A faint moaning gasp came intermittently, and the sound was full of pain.

　　A pain of fear, a pain that is almost close to despair.

　　This pain must not be disguised.

　　Even if this person is really Ximen Blowing Snow, the pain he endures now will never be less than that of Lu Xiaofeng.

　　Could it be that he had also suffered some fatal blow? Otherwise, how could he have lost even that kind of murderous sword aura.

　　Lu Xiaofeng was determined to find it, whether this person was Ximen Fuxue or not, he would find it.

　　Of course he could find it.

　　Fallen leaves are wet, and so is the soil.

　　A man fell in the wet mud of fallen leaves, his whole body contorted with pain.

　　A man with gray mane, old, emaciated, tired, sad and frightened.

　　When he saw Lu Xiaofeng, he seemed to want to struggle to jump up, but he was only exchanged for a painful spasm.

　　He had a sword in his hand, in an elegant form, of extremely pure steel, and anyone could see that it was a good sword.

　　But this sword is not terrible, because this man is not Simon blowing snow.

　　Lu Xiaofeng let out a long breath and muttered, "No, it's not him." The old Adam's apple rolled up and down, and there was a glimmer of hope in his eyes full of fear, and he gasped, "You...... Who are you?" Lu Xiaofeng smiled and said, "I'm no one, just a passerby." The old man said, "Passerby?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "Are you wondering, how can there be people passing on this road." The old man looked him up and down, and suddenly there was a fox-like cunning in his eyes, and said, "Are you walking the same road as me?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "Very likely." "

　　The old man smiled.

　　His smile was bleak and bitter, and when he laughed, he began to cough incessantly.

　　Lu Xiaofeng found that he was also injured, and the wound was also on his chest, which was even more serious.

　　The old man suddenly said, "Who do you think I am?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "It's another person." The old man said: "Are you going to kill your people?" Lu Xiaofeng also smiled and asked rhetorically: "Who do you think I am, am I the one who came to kill you?" The old man wanted to deny it, but he couldn't deny it.

　　The two men stared at each other, and the expressions in their eyes were like two wounded beasts.

　　No one can understand their expressions, and no one can understand how they feel in their hearts.

　　I don't know how long it took, but the old man suddenly let out a long sigh and said, "You can go." Lu Xiaofeng said: "You want me to go?" The old man said, "Even if I don't let you go, you have to leave anyway." He was still laughing, laughing more bitterly. "I seem to be worse off than you, of course I can't help you, you don't recognize me at all, and of course you won't help me. Lu Xiaofeng didn't speak, and he didn't laugh again...

　　He knew that the old man was telling the truth, and that he was in a bad situation, even worse than the old man had imagined.

　　He escaped by himself, and he may not be able to escape, and of course he can't add another burden.

　　This old man is undoubtedly a heavy burden.

　　After a long time, Lu Xiaofeng also let out a long sigh and said, "I should indeed leave."

　　The old man nodded, closed his eyes, and stopped looking at him.

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "If you were just a wild dog, I would have left a long time ago, but it's a pity that ......" The old man suddenly interrupted him and said, "It's a pity that I'm not a dog, I'm a human." Lu Xiaofeng smiled bitterly: "It's a pity that I'm not a dog, I'm also a human." The old man said, "It's a pity.

　　Although he seemed to have his eyes closed, he was actually secretly landing Xiaofeng.

　　There was that fox-like cunning in his eyes again. Lu Xiaofeng smiled again and said, "Actually, you already knew that I would never leave." The old man said, "Oh?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "Because you are a human being, and I am also a human being, of course I can't watch you rot and die here." The old man's eyes suddenly opened, they opened wide, looked at Lu Xiaofeng, and said, "Are you willing to take me away?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "Guess?"

　　The old man blinked and said, "Of course you will take me away, because you are human, and so am I." Lu Xiaofeng said: "This reason is not enough. The old man said, "It's not enough, what other reason?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "Bastards are also people. "

　　He suddenly said this, and no one could understand it, not even the old man, so he just waited for him to continue.

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "I took people away, just because I am not only a person, but also a bastard, an extra-large bastard." "It's spring.

　　It is the spring in which everything in heaven and earth is growing.

　　The withered leaves grow densely, and the leaves in the jungle are so dense that even the sun can't shine in.

　　Between the leaves of the trunk, there is still a misty gray-white, so that you can only see a little misty shadow.

　　You can see it, but you can't see it far.

　　Lu Xiaofeng first asked the old man to lie down, and then he also lay down, and now he can't walk half a step even if he knows that the snow blowing at Ximen is close at hand.

　　They had gone a long way, but when he lowered his head, he immediately saw his own footprints again.

　　He ran desperately, running with all his strength, but returned to the place he had already walked.

　　This is no longer irony, it is already sadness, a kind of sadness that people only feel when they are close to despair.

　　He was wheezing, and so was the old man.

　　A python slipped down from the branch, and the huge python, of course, was equally powerful, enough to strangle all life.

　　But he didn't want to go, the old man couldn't move, and the python didn't move them, so he quietly slipped past them.

　　Lu Xiaofeng smiled, even he didn't know how he could still laugh.

　　The old man turned his head sideways, looked at him, and suddenly said, "Of course I can't just call you a bastard."

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "You can call me a big bastard." "

　　He's still laughing.

　　There are many kinds of laughter, and there is a kind of laughter that is sadder than crying, and his laughter is like this.

　　There was only laughter, no laughter, there was not even a sound at all, and time seemed to pass very slowly in silence.

　　After a long time, the old man suddenly said, "Big bastard." "

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "Hmm." "

　　The old man said, "Why don't you ask me who I am?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "I don't have to ask. The old man said, "No?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "Anyway, we are all dying now, when have you ever heard a dead man ask the name of a dead man?" The old man looked at him, and after a long time, he wanted to speak, but he did not speak, and then he looked at his eyebrows and beard, and at last said, "I suddenly remembered a man." Lu Xiaofeng said: "What person?"

　　The old man said: "Lu Xiaofeng, there are four eyebrows. "

　　Lu Xiaofeng smiled again and said, "You should have thought a long time ago, the only extra-large bastard in the world is Lu Xiaofeng." The old man sighed and said, "But I didn't expect Lu Xiaofeng to become like this, Lu Xiaofeng said, "What do you think Lu Xiaofeng should look like?" The old man said: "I heard a long time ago that Lu Xiaofeng is a playboy who is very likable to women, and his martial arts are extremely high. Lu Xiaofeng said: "So I always thought that Lu Xiaofeng must be a very handsome and spirited person, but now you look like a ......" He didn't finish saying this, but Lu Xiaofeng said it for him. But like a wild dog who was chased by someone and had no way out, the old man also smiled and said, "It seems that you must be in a lot of trouble." Lu Xiaofeng said: "It's not small. "

　　The old man said, "Is it for the trouble of women?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng smiled bitterly.

　　The old man said, "Who is that woman's husband? I heard that you can even catch the sword of the White Cloud City Lord, who else in the world can force you to have no way out?" Lu Xiaofeng. "There was only one person. "

　　The old man said: "I think about it, it seems that there is only one person."

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "Who is this person you are thinking of?"

　　The old man said, "Is it Ximen blowing snow?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng was smiling bitterly again, only a wry smile.

　　The old man sighed, "You have caused this trouble, I really can't figure out how you can get into such trouble." Lu Xiaofeng said: "Actually, I didn't do anything, but occasionally slept in the same bed with his wife, and I happened to be seen by him." The old man looked at him in astonishment, and after a long time, he shook his head and said. "It turns out that you are not small. Lu Xiaofeng suddenly asked. "What about you, what trouble are you getting into?"

　　The old man was silent, and after a long time, he sighed and said, "I've caused a lot of trouble. Lu Xiaofeng said: "I can see it." "

　　The old man said, "Oh?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "If a person is wearing clothes worth three hundred taels of silver, and he is holding a good sword worth three taels of silver, but he is not chased by someone like a wild dog and fled, of course this person is in a lot of trouble." The old man couldn't help but smile bitterly and said, "I've caused more than one trouble. Lu Xiaofeng said: "How many are there?"

　　The old man stretched out two fingers and said, "One is Ye Guhong, and the other is Pink Swallow Lu Xiaofeng, and said, "Wudang Little White Dragon Ye Guhong?"

　　The old man nodded.

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "Thousands of miles to step on pollen swallows?"

　　The old man nodded again.

　　Lu Xiaofeng sighed: "The two you provoked are really not small. "Ye Guhong is a lay disciple of the Wudang faction, and he is also a rising star among the disciples of Wudang, and it is said that he is also a distant cousin of the Baiyun City Lord, and the Baiyun City Lord also personally instructed him in his sword moves.

　　The "Ten Thousand Miles of Flowers" Pink Swallow is even more famous in the rivers and lakes, and few people in the underworld can compare with it.

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "It's just that Ye Guhong is a famous disciple, but Fan Yanzi is a big thief from the lower five sects, how can you provoke these two people at the same time." The old man said, "Can't you figure it out?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng shook his head.

　　The old man said: "Actually, this truth is also very simple, Ye Guhong is my nephew, and Pink Swallow happens to be too, and the wives of the two of them happen to be guests at my house Ye Guhong Ranger Jianghu, Pink Swallow is thousands of miles away, and of course their wives are very lonely."

　　The old man said: "So I can't help but comfort them, who knows that they happened to be seen." Lu Xiaofeng looked at him in surprise, and after a long time, he smiled bitterly: "It seems that you are not only not timid, but also don't recognize your relatives." The old man smiled and said, "Do you think I'm not?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng looked even more surprised, and said, "Could it be that you are originally?"

　　The old man said: "In the past ten years, few people in the rivers and lakes have known my name, and I can't imagine that you actually know." "Twenty years ago, there were three of the most famous lone thieves in the rivers and lakes, and the first one was called. "Six relatives don't recognize" Dugumei.

　　If a person's name is called "Six relatives don't recognize \ how black-hearted this person is, you can know if you think about it."

　　Lu Xiaofeng smiled bitterly: "It seems that your name is really not wrong at all." Lonely Mei said lightly: "I don't recognize my six relatives, you value sex and ignore friends, you are a big bastard, I am almost the same, the two of us are like-minded, so we will go on the same path." Lu Xiaofeng said: "Fortunately, we are still a little different. Lonely Mei said: "Which point?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "Now I can still go, but you can only lie here and wait for death." Lonely Mei smiled.

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "If you think that I can't afford to be tough now, you are wrong, since you can deny your six relatives, why can't I." Lonely Mei said: "Of course you can." Lu Xiaofeng had already stood up and said to leave.

　　Lonely Mei watched him stand up, and then slowly continued: "But I promise that after you leave, you will definitely regret it."

　　Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but turn around and asked, "Why?"

　　Lonely Mei said: "In this world, there are not only man-eating beasts, but also man-eating people. Lu Xiaofeng said: "I know, you are a cannibal." Lonely Mei said: "Do you know that there is a kind of thing in the world that can eat people?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "What do you say?"

　　Lonely Mei said: "The woods, some woods will also eat people, people who don't know the way, as soon as they walk into this kind of woods, they will be eaten immediately, and they will never want to get out alive."

　　It was now nearly noon, and there was no way out on all sides of a misty grey of big, ugly leaves of trees and rotten deciduous swamps.

　　If there really is a man-eating forest in the world, it must be here.

　　Lu Xiaofeng finally turned around, stared at the old man's face, and said, "Do you know the way?" Are you sure you can get out?" Lonely Mei smiled again and said leisurely: "I can not only take you out, but also make Ximen Fuxue not find you for the rest of his life." Lu Xiaofeng sneered.

　　Lonely Mei said: "I can take you to a place, even if Ximen has great ability to blow snow, he can't find it."

　　Lu Xiaofeng stared at him, didn't move, didn't speak, but someone was sneering in the distance.

　　Lonely Beauty smiled.

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "If you think that I can't afford to be tough now, you are wrong, since you can deny your six relatives, why can't I." Lonely Mei said: "Of course you can." Lu Xiaofeng had already stood up and said to leave.

　　Lonely Mei watched him stand up, and then slowly continued: "But I promise that after you leave, you will definitely regret it."

　　Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but turn around and asked, "Why?"

　　Lonely Mei said: "In this world, there are not only man-eating beasts, but also man-eating people. Lu Xiaofeng said: "I know, you are a cannibal." Lonely Mei said: "Do you know that there is a kind of thing in the world that can eat people?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "What do you say?"

　　Lonely Mei said: "The woods, some woods will also eat people, people who don't know the way, as soon as they walk into this kind of woods, they will be eaten immediately, and they will never want to get out alive."

　　It was now nearly noon, and there was no way out on all sides of a misty grey of big, ugly leaves of trees and rotten deciduous swamps.

　　If there really is a man-eating forest in the world, it must be here.

　　Lu Xiaofeng finally turned around, stared at the old man's face, and said, "Do you know the way?" Are you sure you can get out?" Lonely Mei smiled again and said leisurely: "I can not only take you out, but also make Ximen Fuxue not find you for the rest of his life." Lu Xiaofeng sneered.

　　Lonely Mei said: "I can take you to a place, even if Ximen Blowing Snow has great ability, he can't find ao Lu Xiaofeng stared at him, didn't move, didn't speak, but someone was sneering in the distance."

　　The cold laughter, which was still ten feet away, suddenly arrived in front of him.

　　The person who came was not the pink swallow who was famous for his light work, but a pale man with a pale face, pale hands, pale sword, and a white dress like snow.

　　After twenty hours of searching and chasing in this dark swampy forest, his expression was still as cold and calm as ice and snow, and his clothes were only stained with a few bits of dirt. , his man is like his sword, blood is not stained, and mud is not stained!

　　At the moment when he appeared, Lu Xiaofeng's whole body suddenly stiffened, and suddenly relaxed.

　　Lonely Mei smiled, her smile was full of ridicule, and said, "You think he is Simon Blowing Snow?" Lu Xiaofeng can't deny it.

　　This young man is indeed very much like Simon Blowing Snow's pale face, cold and proud expression, snow-white clothes, and even the posture of standing is exactly the same as Simon Blowing Snow.

　　Although he is far younger than Simon Blowing Snow, and his face is far weaker than Simon Blowing Snow, his whole person looks like the shadow of Simon Blowing Snow.

　　Lonely Mei said: "His surname is Ye, his name is Ye Guhong, and even his ancestors for eight generations have nothing to do with Ximen Blowing Snow, but he looks like the son of Ximen Blowing Snow." Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help laughing. "It's kind of like that. "

　　Lonely Mei said: "Do you know how he became like this?" Lu Xiaofeng shook his head.

　　Lonely Mei sneered: "Because he can't wait to be Simon's son in his heart." Lu Xiaofeng said: "Maybe he just wants to be the second Ximen blowing snow." Lonely Mei said coldly: "It's a pity that he didn't even learn the benefits of Ximen blowing snow, but he learned all the problems." "The arrogant character like ice and snow on the distant mountains, the shining life like a meteor in the winter night, and the unparalleled sword ...... in the world" The teenagers who learned in the rivers and lakes, how many of them did not regard Ximen Blowing Snow as a god in his mind?

　　Lu Xiaofeng looked into the distance, suddenly sighed, and said, "There is at least one thing about Ximen Blowing Snow that others can't learn. Lonely Mei said: "His sword?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "It's not his sword, it's his loneliness."

　　Loneliness.

　　The loneliness of the cold ice on the distant mountains, the loneliness of the shooting stars in the winter night.

　　Only those who can truly appreciate this loneliness and are willing to endure it can reach the kind of state that Simon Blowing Snow has reached.

　　Ye Guhong had been staring at Lu Xiaofeng coldly, and he didn't speak until this time.

　　He suddenly sneered and said, "What are you? You deserve to talk about him in front of me." Lu Xiaofeng only smiled bitterly.

　　He knew that Lonely Beauty would definitely rush him to answer this sentence, and he really didn't guess wrong.

　　Lonely Mei smiled and said: "He can't be regarded as anything, just a person, but if there is one person in this world who is qualified to talk about Simon blowing snow, this person is him."

　　Ye Guhong couldn't help but ask. "Why?"

　　Lonely Mei said leisurely: "Because he has four eyebrows, and because he is the only one in this world who has slept with Simon Blowing Snow's wife." Ye Guhong shrugged and said, "Lu Xiaofeng, you are Lu Xiaofeng?" Lu Xiaofeng only admitted.

　　Ye Guhong's hand holding the sword had protruded from the force, and he said coldly: "I should have killed you for Ximen Blowing Snow first......" Someone on the treetop suddenly interrupted his words, but unfortunately the person we were going to kill this time was not him.

　　Dense time. There was a "bang", and a person flew down like a swallow.

　　Pink swallow-

　　A girlish blush, dressed in a well-tailored pink dress, next to the pink belt, a pink leather bag obliquely.

　　Even the pink expression in his eyes was the look that most men look on when they see a girl's bare thighs.

　　What's worse is that when he looked at Lu Xiaofeng, he actually had this expression in his eyes.

　　Lu Xiaofeng suddenly wanted to vomit.

　　Fan Yanzi didn't care about his reaction at all, she still smiled, looked at him, and said softly: "Lu Xiaofeng really deserves to be Lu Xiaofeng, and he really didn't disappoint me."

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "Oh?"

　　Pink Swallow said: "Although your current appearance is not very good, as long as you are given a basin of hot water, a piece of fragrant pancreas, and let you take a good bath, you must be a good-looking man." He squinted his eyes and looked Lu Xiaofeng up and down. "I can imagine it now. Lu Xiaofeng suddenly didn't want to vomit anymore, because the thing he wanted to do most now was to punch this person's nose.

　　Fortunately, at this time, Fan Yanzi had already turned his face to look at Ye Guhong, and said, "This person is mine, and I don't allow you to touch him." Ye Guhong also showed an expression of wanting to vomit on his face, and said coldly: "You want both men and women?" Pink Swallow smiled and said, "Sometimes I even want you." Ye Guhong's pale face turned blue.

　　Pink Swallow said: "I know that you have always hated me, but you can't do without me, because if you don't have me this time, not only will you not be able to find this old fox, but you will never want to go back alive." He smiled and continued, "A young hero of a decent family like you, although he shows off his might outside, will probably not survive for even two hours in this cannibalistic woods. Ye Guhong actually didn't deny it.

　　Pink Swallow exhaled lightly and said, "So now if I am willing to give you this old fox, you should be very satisfied." Ye Guhong's hand clenched the hilt of the sword again, and said, "You must let me make a move, you know that I have sworn a heavy oath that I must take him personally." Pink Swallow said, "Lu Xiaofeng?"

　　Ye Guhong gritted his teeth and said: "Lu Xiaofeng is yours, as long as he ......" Lonely Mei suddenly laughed and said: "You are all wrong, Lu Xiaofeng is neither his nor yours" Pink Swallow said: "Whose is it?"

　　Lonely Mei said: "It's mine." "

　　Pink Swallow also laughed and said, "Even if he has a problem with me, he will never take a fancy to you." Lonely Mei said: "But if he wants to live, he can't let me die at your hands."

　　Pink Yanzi turned to face Lu Xiaofeng again, and said softly: "As long as you don't care about our business, I can also let you live." Lu Xiaofeng didn't react.

　　Pink Swallow sighed again and said, "Young Master Ye, you seem to be able to make a move now!" Ye Guhong said: "Okay." "

　　Haoyu exited, and the sword was unsheathed.

　　He may not be as fast as Simon Blowing Snow, but he is by no means slower than others.

　　His attack is light, ruthless, vicious and spicy, in addition to the martial arts method passed down by his descendants, at least he also melts the swordsmanship expertise of the other two.

　　This sword is already the essence of his swordsmanship.

　　This is also a deadly sword, a sword will be hit, and there will be no behind.

　　Lonely Beauty opened her mouth wide and wanted to shout, but she didn't even make a sound.

　　Lu Xiaofeng really didn't stop it.

　　The pink swallow was still smiling, but her smile suddenly froze.

　　A sword tip suddenly peeked out of his heart, and blood splattered before his eyes.

　　Is this his own blood?

　　He didn't believe it!

　　It's a pity that now he can't disbelieve.

　　He reached out and tried to dig out the hidden weapon in his bag, but his man had already fallen.

　　Blood was still dripping from the tip of the sword.

　　Ye Guhong stared at the blood beads on the tip of the sword and gently blew off the last drop.

　　This is a unique habit of Ximen Blowing Snow, and he learns every movement very similarly.

　　It's a pity that he is not Simon blowing snow, by no means.

　　Whenever he kills someone, Simon Blowing Snow will immediately become unspeakably lonely and unspeakably bored.

　　He blew off the last drop of blood on the tip of his sword, just like a night returnee in the snow shaking off the last snowflake on his clothes.

　　He blows snow, not blood.

　　Now Ye Guhong's eyes were filled with indescribable excitement and excitement, like a recruiter who was about to rush into the snowstorm.

　　He blows blood, not snow.

　　The last drop of blood happened to drop on Pink Swallow's face, and the flesh on his face seemed to be still twitching, but his eyes were bulging out like a dead fish, and he could no longer see that pink expression.

　　Lu Xiaofeng suddenly felt that this person was very pitiful.

　　He has always had pity on those who die without knowing why they died, and he knows that this person will die without seeing it.

　　The blood is dry, and the sword is in its sheath.

　　Ye Guhong suddenly turned his face and stared at Lonely Beauty.

　　Lonely Beauty was also glaring at him, her eyes full of suspicious surprise.

　　Ye Guhong said coldly: "You must not think why I want to kill him?" Lonely beauty is indeed unimaginable, no one can think of it.

　　Ye Guhong said: "You didn't kill me?"

　　Ye Guhong said: "I'm not. "

　　Lonely Beauty was even more surprised, and said, "But you were ......"

　　Ye Guhong interrupted him and said, "I was indeed determined to have you die under my sword. Lonely Mei said: "Why did you suddenly change your mind now?"

　　Ye Guhong said: "Because I now know that you are not a living person. This sentence is even more strange and incomprehensible, but Lonely Beauty seems to understand, exhales a long breath, and says, "Are you also from the villa?" Ye Guhong said: "You can't think of it?" Lonely Beauty admits: I never dreamed of it. Ye Guhong's eyes suddenly showed a sneering smile, and after a long time, he said slowly: "Of course you can't think of it, some people can't even think of what they do by themselves." Lonely Beauty also sighed and said, "The people in the villa seem to be things that others will never think of." Ye Guhong said: "Because of this, it can exist." Lonely Mei nodded slowly, suddenly changed the topic, and asked, "Have you seen Lu Xiaofeng make a move?" Ye Guhong said: "No." "

　　Lonely Mei said: "Do you know the depth of his martial arts?"

　　Ye Guhong said: "I don't know:"

　　Lonely Mei said: "What do you know about him?"

　　Ye Guhong said: "I know that he once caught the sword of the White Cloud City Lord. Lonely Mei said: "But now he has been injured under the sword of Ximen Blowing Snow." Ye Guhong said: "I can see it." "

　　Lonely Mei said: "Now if I ask you one more question, you must think more before you can answer." His expression became very serious, and Yiyu continued: "Are you sure to kill him now?" Ye Guhong was silent. There was that kind of sneering smile in his eyes again, and the green tendons on his forehead bulged one by one, and it took a long time before he said slowly: "I'm not Ximen Fuxue QO Lonely Beauty looked at him, and it took a long time before I turned my face to look at Lu Xiaofeng."

　　Lu Xiaofeng didn't have any expression on his face, he didn't seem to understand what they said just now.

　　Lonely Meishu smiled again and said, "You didn't save me just now." Lu Xiaofeng was silent.

　　Lonely Mei said: "Now I don't want to kill you, because we are not sure to kill you." Lu Xiaofeng was silent.

　　Lonely Mei said: "We originally knew each other and didn't know each other, but now it's still the case. Lu Xiaofeng finally spoke and said, "But we seem to have walked the same road just now." Lonely Mei said lightly: "The world is like a white cloud and a dog, and it is possible to do thousands of changes anytime and anywhere, not to mention you and me." Lu Xiaofeng said: "Reasonable." "

　　Lu Xiaofeng said, "What about you?"

　　Lonely Mei said: "Of course I have my way to go. "

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "What is the road, the way to the villa?"

　　Lonely Mei sank her face and said coldly: "Since you have heard it, why do you have to ask again." Lu Xiaofeng still had to ask. "What kind of villa are you going to?" Lonely Mei said: "It's a mountain villa you can't go to." "

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "Why can't you go?"

　　Lonely Mei said: "Because you are not a dead man.

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "That villa is only available to the dead!"

　　Lonely Mei said: "Not bad. "

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "You are already dead?"

　　Lonely Mei said: "Yes. "

　　Lu Xiaofeng smiled. "Let's go. "

　　He smiled and waved. "I don't want to go to the Dead Man's Villa, nor do I want to be a dead man, as long as I can live, it will be good to live for half an hour. "He walked very freely, in the gray and white jungle.

　　It wasn't until his figure disappeared that Lonely Beauty seemed to be suddenly alert and said loudly, "You really let him go?" Ye Guhong said coldly: "He is already gone." "

　　Lonely Mei said: "You're not afraid that he will reveal the secrets of the villa?"

　　Ye Guhong said: "He doesn't know many secrets, not to mention that in this case, he is likely to really not live for half an hour." Lonely Mei said: "Zhishao, he is not dead yet, and he can follow us in secret.

　　Lonely Mei said: "Of course, I went to the villa." "

　　Ye Guhong sneered: "You are wrong, it's not that we want to go to the villa, it's that you want to go, you go alone!"

　　Lonely Mei said: "You're not going?"

　　Ye Guhong said lightly: "Why should I go?"

　　Lonely's face changed.

　　Ye Guhong said: "I know that you have a contract with the villa, of course I can't kill you, but I didn't say I wanted to take it." Lonely's beautiful face had been distorted by anger and fear, and she said in a trembling voice: "But it should also be seen that I can't even walk." Ye Guhong said coldly: "That's your business, what does it have to do with me?" He drew his sword suddenly, cut off a large patch of bark, laid it on a piece of dry earth, and sat down cross-legged.

　　Lonely Mei stared at him hatefully, and finally couldn't help but say, "Why don't you leave yet?" Ye Guhong said leisurely: "Why should I go?"

　　Lonely Mei said: "Are you waiting to see me die?"

　　Ye Guhong said: "You can die slowly, I'm not in a hurry." He seemed not only laid-back, but also comfortable, for he actually had a piece of beef wrapped in oiled paper and even a bottle of wine.

　　For an old man who had been struggling with hunger and thirst for twenty-six hours, the aroma of beef and wine was no longer a temptation, but a kind of abuse.

　　Because he could only watch, the bursts of fragrance were like needles, which stimulated his skin all over his body.

　　After a shallow sip of wine, Ye Guhong sighed with satisfaction, and suddenly said: "I know that you are regretting it in your heart now, you shouldn't have let Lu Xiaofeng go just now, but there is something you don't know." Lonely Mei was trying to distract herself with a conversation, and immediately asked, "What's the matter?" Ye Guhong said: "I don't kill Lu Xiaofeng, it's not because I'm not sure to kill him, it's just because I'm willing to let him die in the hands of Ximen Blowing Snow." Lonely Beauty said: "Oh!

　　Ye Guhong said proudly: "If he dares to come again now, I will ask him to splash blood five steps as soon as I unsheath my sword." Lonely Mei said: "Do you mean that?" No one in the world can save me, and no one can save Lu Xiaofeng. Ye Guhong said: "Never." As soon as he had finished saying these three words, a hand reached out from behind the tree and took the wine from his hand.

　　He wasn't slow to react.

　　When the hand was retracted, his men were behind the tree.

　　But there was no one behind the tree.

　　When he turned it out again, the bottle was already in Lonely's hand, pouring the last drop into his mouth.

　　The meat in the oily paper wrap that was still on the bark of the tree is now gone.

　　Ye Guhong didn't move again, he didn't even breathe, and the gray-white jungle was as dead as a grave.

　　There was not even the wind, but suddenly something fell from the treetops.

　　Ye Guhong drew his sword and penetrated.

　　Stuck in the tip of his sword was the piece of oiled paper of beef he had just wrapped.

　　Lonely Beauty smiled, laughed, laughed so much that tears flowed out.

　　Ye Guhong didn't seem to hear at all, but his face turned blue, and he slowly took off the oil paper on the tip of the sword.

　　Lonely Mei smiled: "There is no blood on the oil paper, what are you blowing?"

　　Ye Guhong still couldn't hear it, the sword light flashed, and the sword entered the sheath.

　　He sat down on a piece of bark again, took two deep breaths, took out a roll of paper from his sleeve, nailed it to the trunk behind him with a needle, and said coldly: "This is the detailed map of going out of the forest and entering the mountain, whoever has the ability might as well take it." Then he sat there with his back to the trunk of the tree, and he did not move, and even his eyes were closed, as if the old monk had made up his mind.

　　Lonely Beauty's laughter had also stopped, and her eyes widened as she stared at the paper on the trunk.

　　He knew that this was the bait that Ye Guhong used to fish.

　　Wudang is the authentic family of the family, Ye Archong was in Wudang when he was four years old, and his internal strength must have entered the house early.

　　Now he held his breath and looked inward, his mind was united, although his eyes were closed, but not a single needle or leaf within a radius of fifty zhang could not escape his ears and eyes.

　　He's got his bait arranged, where's the fish?"

　　Will the fish take the bait?"

　　Lonely's breathing suddenly stopped, and he saw a hand creeping out from behind the tree.

　　The movement of this hand is light and dexterous, and as soon as the hand is stretched out, it touches the roll on the trunk of the tree.

　　At this moment, the sword light flashed again, like lightning and a rainbow, only to hear the sound of "grabbing", and the tip of the sword was human, and he actually nailed this hand to the tree alive. Lonely's face changed, and Ye Guhong's face also changed.

　　He didn't see blood.

　　Hands are not oiled paper, how can there be no blood.

　　Lonely Mei let out a long breath, and he could already see that this hand was not pinned by the tip of the sword, but the tip of the sword was caught by this hand.

　　Hold it with two fingers.

　　Ye Guhong's face turned red suddenly, beads of sweat rolled down his head, he had used all his strength to pull out his sword, but this sword?

Chapter 3 Solidarity

　　The flight has not ended, darkness has come.

　　In the darkness only the sound of gasps, the wheezing of two people. The sound has stopped, and the man has fallen.

　　Whether it's dry soil or wet mud underneath, they have no choice at all.

　　You must lie down, even if the sword of Ximen blowing snow is already in your throat, you have to lie down.

　　Now, even if he uses all the power in the world, he can't take another step forward.

　　Looking through the darkness, every few trees, there was a little star-like phosphorescent flash.

　　The light is so faint that even in absolute darkness you have to pay attention to see it.

　　As soon as there is a little bit of daylight, the phosphorescent will disappear.

　　Follow this phosphorescent light, and you can get out?"

　　"Hmm"

　　"Are you sure?"

　　"Hmm. Although Lonely Beauty was so tired that she couldn't even speak, she still couldn't help but answer, because he knew that Lu Xiaofeng would definitely continue to ask.

　　"I'm absolutely sure. He gasped, "Because as long as you have a contract with them, they will never betray you." "Who are they?" Lu Xiaofeng really asked again. "Are you from the Lodge?" Well. "

　　"What mountain villa? Lu Xiaofeng was still asking. "What kind of contract did you make with them?" Lonely Beauty didn't answer, listening to his breathing, as if asleep.

　　Whether he was asleep or not, he was clearly determined to refuse to answer these questions any longer.

　　Lu Xiaofeng also seemed to feel that he was asking too many questions, so he actually closed his mouth, and wanted to close his eyes and sleep.

　　But he couldn't sleep.

　　The phosphorescent light in the distance flickered, flickering far and near.

　　His pupils were so tired that he couldn't even tell the distance from far, so why couldn't he sleep?

　　It is only in absolute darkness that these secret signs of guidance can be distinguished, and if they are used with fire folds, they cannot be seen, and of course they cannot be seen during the day.

　　I'm afraid that even Ximen Blowing Snow can't think of this, so of course he won't walk in this absolute darkness.

　　It seems that the people in the villa are really smart, and they think very well and thoughtfully about every bit of their plan.

　　Will Lonely Beauty really take me to the villa?

　　He has a contract, but I don't, and after I go, will they take me in?-

　　Is that place really safe and secret? I can't even find the snow blowing at the West Gate?

　　Why is that place only for the dead?

　　Lu Xiaofeng couldn't sleep, because he really had too many knots in his heart that couldn't be untied, a knot, a mystery?

　　Absolute darkness is absolute silence.

　　Lonely Beauty's breathing gradually became stable and even, and it even sounded a bit like music in the dark.

　　"My sister carries a clay doll on her back,

　　Walk to the garden to see the flowers,

　　The doll cried and called for its mother,

　　The little bird in the tree laughed haha......"

　　I don't know why, Lu Xiaofeng actually recalled his childhood nursery rhymes from the breathing sound of the old man who didn't recognize his six relatives.

　　He himself thought it was funny, but he didn't laugh, because at that moment suddenly a scream sounded in the darkness.

　　Then, there was another "boom", and a man's body bounced up and fell heavily into the mire.

　　"Is that you?" Lu Xiaofeng asked in a lost voice.

　　No one answered.

　　After a long time, the groans of lonely beauty sounded in the darkness, as if she was injured.

　　Was it Huai who raided him in the dark?

　　Lu Xiaofeng only felt that his heart was beating faster, his throat was dry, but his palms were wet, and he couldn't see anything in the darkness where he couldn't see his fingers. It was a long time before I heard Lone Mei moaning, "Snake...... Viper. Lu Xiaofeng exhaled and said, "How do you know it's a poisonous snake?"

　　Lonely Mei said: "The place where I was bitten by it, it didn't hurt at all, only numb." Lu Xiaofeng said: "Where is the wound?"

　　Lonely Mei said: "It's on my left shoulder."

　　Lu Xiaofeng fumbled, found his left shoulder, tore off his clothes, felt a little lump on his fingertips, lowered his head, opened his mouth, and sucked hard, until Lonely Beauty screamed.

　　"You already feel pain?"

　　"Hmm. "

　　Now that the pain can be felt, it is clear that all the poison in the wound has been sucked out.

　　Lu Xiaofeng exhaled again and said, "If you can still sleep, just sleep, if you can't sleep, you will suffer for a while, anyway, it is almost dawn."

　　Lonely Mei groaned for a long time, and suddenly said, "You didn't have to do this. Lu Xiaofeng said: "Oh?"

　　Lonely Mei said: "Now that you know the way out, why don't you leave me alone?" Lu Xiaofeng was also silent for a long time before answering. "Maybe it's just because you still laugh. "Lonely beauty doesn't understand.

　　Lu Xiaofeng slowly continued: "I always feel that as long as a person can laugh, he can't be regarded as a person who doesn't recognize his six relatives. "As soon as the day dawns, the phosphorescent light that guides the way is invisible.

　　Now that it was almost dawn, Lu Xiaofeng had finally rested for a while.

　　Some people's energy is like a wildfire in the grassland, which may be ignited again at any time, and Lu Xiaofeng is this kind of person.

　　Before he had rekindled his energy this time, he suddenly found that they had finally escaped from the man-eating woods!

　　Ahead was a patch of spring, the sun had just risen from the verdant distant mountains, the breeze carried the fragrance of the new leaves of the distant mountains, and the dewdrops shone in the sun like the eyes of a first love.

　　Lu Xiaofeng rubbed his eyes, almost daring to believe that this was true, this was a miracle, it was like a dream.

　　Could it be that he had just woken up from the dream of the alliance and was in another dream.

　　Lonely Mei, who was lying on his back, became short of breath, and suddenly asked, "Is there a big pine tree in front of you?" Yes.

　　An ancient pine, standing alone among the rocks in front of it, far away from this dense jungle, seems to disdain to be in the company of these vulgar trees.

　　"Is there a big rock under the pine tree?"

　　Yes.

　　It is a bluestone as big as a tabletop, the stone is pure and beautiful, soft and moist like jade.

　　Lu Xiaofeng walked over, sat down on the stone, put down the person he was carrying, and then let out a long breath and said, "We finally came out." Lonely Mei gasped and said, "It's a pity that this place can't be considered a safe ground knife, Lu Xiaofeng said: "I haven't been eaten by the man-eating woods yet." Lonely Mei said: "It's a pity that you may still die at any time under the Ximen Blowing Snow Sword Lu Xiaofeng sighed and said with a wry smile: "Can you say two words that make people happy to hear it?" Lonely Mei smiled and said, "I just want to tell you one thing. Lu Xiaofeng was listening.

　　Lonely Mei said: "There is no one in this world who can save you, but you have saved yourself.

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "Oh?"

　　Lonely Mei said: "When you saved me just now, you also saved yourself at the same time. Lu Xiaofeng said: "You didn't really want to take me to that villa?" Lonely Mei nodded and said, "But I have changed my mind now, because even if I am a person who does not recognize my six relatives, I am still a person." He stared at Lu Xiaofeng, and his cunning and sharp gaze suddenly became very soft. "You didn't dump me in that situation, and I certainly can't dump you now. Lu Xiaofeng smiled.

　　People always have human nature, there is always a good side in human nature, and he will always be full of confidence in this.

　　There was also a relatively small bluestone under the root of the tree, and Lonely Mei said: "Go and move that stone to see if there is a box underneath." "Yes.

　　A rattan box containing a piece of cooked meat, a wind chicken, a bottle of wine, a packet of medicine for knife wounds, a whistle and a letter.

　　The form of the whistle is peculiar, as is the color of the letter paper and envelope, which looks like the skin of a dead man. There are only ten Yu written on the letter. "Blow the whistle, listen to the echo, follow the sound. Lu Xiaofeng took a sip of wine. "Good wine. "

　　He sighed with satisfaction and said, "It seems that these people are really thoughtful. "They are not only well-planned, but also reputable, as long as you have a contract with them, they will definitely take care of sending you to the villa." Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but ask, "What contract?"

　　Lonely Mei said: "Life-saving contract." "

　　This time, he didn't run away from Lu Xiaofeng's question, so Lu Xiaofeng immediately asked again, "What villa?" Lonely Beauty said: "Ghost Villa." "

　　Ghost Hill

　　That place is only for the dead.

　　Lu Xiaofeng only felt that his palm was cold, and he couldn't help but ask, "Could it be that that place is full of ghosts of dead people?" Lonely Mei smiled, smiled mysteriously, and said slowly: "Just because that place is full of ghosts of dead people, no living person can find it, and no living person dares to break in." Lu Xiaofeng said: "What about you?"

　　Lonely Mei smiled more mysteriously, and said leisurely: "Since I have reached a dead end, of course I must die." Lu Xiaofeng said: "Since you have to die, of course you are already a dead person." Lonely Mei said: "Now you finally understand." "

　　Lu Xiaofeng smiled bitterly: "I don't understand, I don't understand at all." The whistle is in his hand ☆

　　He couldn't help but pick it up and blow it gently, and a sharp and peculiar whistle suddenly sounded, and even he himself was startled.

　　At this moment, the same whistle was heard in the distance, and the direction was due west.

　　The empty mountains are silent, and it is not difficult to distinguish the sound of the whistle.

　　They followed the sound, and they went higher and higher, and they were white on all sides, and their people were already in the white clouds.

　　After drinking most of the bottle of wine and eating half a chicken, Lu Xiaofeng only felt that no matter how far he went, he could go on.

　　Lonely Mei's situation is getting worse and worse, even Lu Xiaofeng can already smell the stench coming from his wound.

　　But Lu Xiaofeng didn't care at all.

　　"Simon Blowing Snow is certainly not deaf. "

　　"Of course not. "

　　"Of course he can hear the whistle 2"

　　"Hmm. "

　　"So he could catch up at any moment. "

　　"Yes."

　　"Now that you know how to enter the mountain, it's better to let go of me. "The lonely and beautiful face has been distorted by pain. "You always walk faster alone, not to mention, my people are no longer good, and even if you get there, you may not be able to live long. He was telling the truth, but Lu Xiaofeng didn't seem to hear even a single Yu.

　　He walked faster, and suddenly the white clouds were at his feet, and his eyes suddenly opened.

　　The blue sky in front is like washing, and the distant mountains are picturesque.

　　Lu Xiaofeng's heart sank, very deep.

　　In front of him was a bottomless abyss, and although the picturesque mountains were in front of him, there was no way out.

　　He picked up a stone and threw it down, but he couldn't hear even a single echo.

　　There were white clouds below, and nothing could be seen, not even the ghosts of the dead.

　　Could it be that the Ghost Villa is under the ravine?

　　Lu Xiaofeng smiled bitterly: "It doesn't seem to be a difficult thing to go to the Ghost Mountain Villa, as long as you jump down, you are guaranteed to become a dead person immediately." Lone Mei gasped and said, "Will you blow another whistle?" The sharp whistle pierced the silence and the clouds.

　　A person suddenly appeared among the white clouds.

　　There are white clouds in the blue sky, and there are white clouds under the ravine, and this person is among the white clouds, as if he is standing there in the sky.

　　Who can stand in the sky in the clouds?

　　Dead people, ghosts of dead people?

　　Lu Xiaofeng exhaled, and suddenly found that this person was moving, moving very fast, and it seemed to be walking against the wind, and in the blink of an eye, he could distinguish the color of his clothes, and he should also be able to distinguish the outline of his face.

　　But he had no face at all, and his face had been flattened with a knife.

　　Those who have not seen him in person can never imagine what kind of face it was.

　　Lu Xiaofeng's courage is not small, but when he saw this face, even his legs went limp, and he almost fell into a desperate ravine.

　　He could feel the lonely beauty on his back trembling as well, and at that moment, this person had come to them, so fast.

　　Although he had swept up the cliff, the man seemed to be fluttering when he moved, and the soles of his feet were at least half a foot above the ground.

　　Lu Xiaofeng has always believed that the three people with the highest light skills in the rivers and lakes are Sikong Xingxing, Ximen Fuxue and himself.

　　Now he knew he was wrong.

　　This man's light style is weird, just like his face, unless you see it with your own eyes, it's inconceivable.

　　Now he was staring at Lu Xiaofeng, his eyes looked like a crater that had just erupted from lava, scorching hot and dangerous.

　　Faced with such a person, Lu Xiaofeng really didn't know what to say.

　　Lonely Beauty suddenly asked. "You're the Soul Messenger of Ghost Villa?" He saw the man nodding and immediately continued, "My name is Lonely Beauty, and my soul has come." The man finally spoke. "I know, I know you're coming. His voice was slow, weird, and harsh, because he had no lips.

　　Those who have not seen him will never be able to imagine what it is like for a man without lips to speak.

　　Lonely Mei didn't even dare to look at him, he was afraid that he would be unable to help but vomit.

　　The person who led the way suddenly sneered and said, "You don't dare to look at me? Is it because I'm too ugly?" Lonely Mei immediately denied it, and reluctantly smiled: "I'm not ......" The soul envoy said: "Since it's not, just watch me talk, look at my face."

　　Lone Mei had to look at his face, but he didn't speak, because his throat and stomach had contracted with fear, and he couldn't even make a sound.

　　The Soul Envoy smiled, he seemed to like to see others afraid of him, and he liked that others were afraid of him.

　　But his laughter soon ended, and he said coldly: "You should have come alone, why are there two now?" Lonely Beauty still can't speak, and he can't answer this question.

　　The soul envoy said, "You stay, he goes." Lonely Beauty suddenly plucked up her courage and said, "He won't leave either, and the soul seduction messenger said: "If he doesn't go, you go."

　　Lone Mei protested loudly and said, "I have a contract, and it is a contract made by yourself. The soul envoy said, "You have, he doesn't." Lonely Mei said: "He is my friend, and I can pay for him for his contract money." The Soul Envoy said, "Pay now." "

　　Lonely Mei said: "You can pay at any time, I have a ...... on me" The soul envoy suddenly interrupted his words again, and said coldly: "Even if you pay it now, it's too late oo Lonely Mei said: "Why?"

　　The Soul Envoy said, "Because I said it." "

　　Lonely Mei said: "But since he came here, he must not return alive to the soul envoy and said coldly: "If you want to save him, you can go by yourself and leave him behind."

　　He has no lips, and his voice speaks as if it came from hell, tempered by demonic fire, and it has never changed.

　　Lu Xiaofeng suddenly said loudly: "I'll go." "

　　He gently put down the lonely beauty, patted the clothes on his body, and actually said to leave.

　　Lonely Mei gasped, suddenly pulled the corner of his clothes, and said, "You stay, I am two scholars, and two people are two."

　　Lu Xiaofeng smiled. "You don't have to worry, since I can get here alive, there must be a way to get back alive. Lonely Mei actually laughed and said loudly: "I know you don't care about life and death, but I'm very afraid of death......" Lu Xiaofeng rushed to take it for him. "But you're not afraid anymore. Lonely Mei nodded and said, "Because I ......"

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "Because you won't live long anyway, it's better to give me the opportunity." Lonely Mei said: "This is the only chance. "

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "I have heard you say these words a long time ago, and I understand what you mean, but ......" Lonely Mei said: "You still refuse?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng smiled and said, "I'm already very satisfied with being able to make friends with someone who doesn't know my six relatives, but it's a pity that I have never had the habit of asking a friend to die for me." Lonely Mei said: "You must go?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "I must go faster than you." "

　　The Soul Envoy looked at them coldly, with an indescribable hatred in his eyes.

　　He hated friendship and all the good things in the world, just as a bat hated sunlight.

　　Suddenly, someone was calling in the distance. "Bring them in, both of them.

　　The crisp sound came from among the white clouds, and a pale red figure suddenly appeared among the white clouds, as if he was also standing there in the air, waving his hand to this side.

　　"Who said you were going to bring them all in?" Old knife handle. "

　　These four words turned out to be like a sharp charm, and suddenly Lu Xiaofeng took people to another world.

　　No one can stand in the air among the white clouds, and no one can really walk against the wind.

　　The Soul Envoy is also a human being, not a ghost of nothingness, how did he come about?

　　After Lu Xiaofeng walked over, he saw that there was a very thick steel cable in the white clouds, traversing the cliffs on both sides.

　　This is their bridge.

　　A bridge from the earthly world to the Ghost Gate.

　　This side of the cliff. There is a large bamboo basket that is hung on a steel cable with a pulley hook.

　　The cliff here is relatively high, and if you untie a rope, the bamboo basket will slide to the opposite side.

　　Lonely beauty is already in the bamboo basket.

　　The soul envoy looked at Lu Xiaofeng coldly, and said coldly: "Do you also want to sit in it?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "I have legs." "

　　The Soul Envoy said, "If you break and fall, you will have no legs." Lu Xiaofeng said: "I can see it."

　　The soul envoy said: "Not only is there no soul, but there are no bones, and as soon as you fall, people will become meat sauce." Lu Xiaofeng said: "I want to get it." "

　　The soul envoy said: "This steel rope is very slippery, and the wind in the mountain is very strong, no matter how good a person is, walking on it, he may fall." Lu Xiaofeng smiled and said, "Have you ever fallen?" The Soul Envoy said, "No. Lu Xiaofeng said: "You like me?"

　　The Soul Envoy sneered.

　　Lu Xiaofeng said lightly: "Since you haven't fallen, how can you know that I will fall, since you don't like me, why do you care about my life or death?" The Soul Envoy sneered, "Okay, you go first." "

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "Are you going to wait in the back to see me fall?" The Soul Envoy said, "There are many opportunities like this, and I always don't want to miss them. Lu Xiaofeng smiled again and said, "But this time, I promise you will be disappointed." "The steel rope is really slippery, and the mountain wind is really strong, and people walking on it are like candles in the wind.

　　Looking at the past, there are white clouds on all sides, ethereal, floating and moving, the whole world seems to be floating, and it is not easy to walk on it smoothly and steadily.

　　The more difficult it is, the more Lu Xiaofeng likes to do it.

　　He didn't walk fast, for fast was easier than slow, and he walked slowly, as if he were taking square steps on a flat avenue.

　　The messenger of the soul only follows behind.

　　So Lu Xiaofeng felt more pleasant.

　　The wind blew under his pants, and the white clouds flew in front of his eyes, and he suddenly felt that there was really nothing worth worrying about in the heavens and the earth, and even if it really fell, he didn't care.

　　He had always had a terrible voice, and he didn't have a full pentatonic voice, so he didn't sing after he was nine years old.

　　But now he suddenly had an urge to sing loudly, and he actually sang it, singing a children's rhyme.

　　Because he can only sing nursery rhymes:

　　"My sister carries a clay doll on her back,

　　Walked to the garden to see the flower ......"

　　Suddenly. There was a "whew", a gust of wind blew over his head, and a person was in front of him.

　　A man without a face.

　　Lu Xiaofeng smiled. "Is the song I singing good?"

　　The soul envoy said coldly: "That's not singing, it's a donkey barking." Lu Xiaofeng laughed and said, "It turns out that you also have times when you can't stand it, okay, so good, he sang again, and he sang louder."

　　"The doll cried and called for her mother,

　　The birds in the trees laughed haha......"

　　The soul envoy looked at him coldly, and when he finished singing, he suddenly asked, "Are you Lu Xiaofeng?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "Why do you recognize me as soon as I sing? The soul envoy said, "Are you really Lu Xiaofeng?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "Except for Lu Xiaofeng, who else can sing such a song?" The Soul Envoy said, "Know who I am?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "I don't know." "

　　He smiled again. "Although there are many shameless people in this world, none of them have done it as thoroughly as you. The soul envoy's eyes seemed to be burning again, and he suddenly pulled out an ebony substitute from his hair and stabbed at Lu Xiaofeng.

　　His shot didn't seem abrupt, and there was no change between moves, but it was too fast, too fast.

　　Lu Xiaofeng didn't have time to retreat, and he couldn't dodge, so he had to stretch out his hand and pinch it with two fingers!

　　This is a unique stunt in the world, and it is a one-thousand-yuan stunt, but this time he missed it - the very ordinary ebony substitute seemed to suddenly turn into two, and it pierced his eyes like lightning.

　　If it was on flat ground, he wouldn't be able to dodge it, but now his feet weren't solid and reliable ground, but a slippery tightrope.

　　His body was so flashing that he couldn't stand under his feet, and when he planted a green onion, he fell down into the unfathomable depth.

　　As soon as you fall, you become meat sauce.

　　He didn't turn into a pâté.

　　The soul envoy lowered his head, and saw a foot hooked on the iron rope, Lu Xiaofeng's people were like a fish hanging on a fishing hook, constantly swaying in the wind.

　　He still didn't seem to care at all, but found it funny, and actually sang again:

　　"Shake and shake,

　　Shake to Grandma's Bridge,

　　Grandma called me a good baby......"

　　He didn't sing it because he had forgotten the lyrics.

　　The soul envoy said: "It seems that you are really Lu Xiaofeng." "

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "Although it is still Lu Xiaofeng now, maybe it will become a bunch of meat sauce after a while." The soul envoy said, "Are you really not afraid of death?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "Fake." "

　　With a "whew", his person suddenly turned like a windmill, stood on the steel cable steadily, and smiled: "It seems that you don't really want me to die." The Soul Envoy said coldly, "I just want you to know one thing. Lu Xiaofeng said: "What's the matter?"

　　The eyes of the soul envoy were burning again, and he said word for word: "I want you to know that Ximen blowing snow is not a fast sword unparalleled in the world, and I am faster than him." This time, Lu Xiaofeng didn't smile, and suddenly showed a very strange expression in his eyes, staring at him and asking, "Who are you?" The Soul Envoy said, "It's a shameless person. He was shameless, he had no face, of course his face was expressionless, but when his voice came, it seemed that there was a sudden unspeakable sadness.

　　When Lu Xiaofeng wanted to ask again, his people had already swept up like a bird, and disappeared into the white clouds in a blink of an eye.

　　Since the clouds were ethereal, Lu Xiaofeng stood in the clouds stupidly, and he didn't know what he was thinking about for a long time, before he began to walk forward, and finally arrived at the opposite bank, only to see two bamboo poles tied with red lines in front of the cliff, blocking in front of him, and someone in the distance was saying to him coldly. "Crossing this line of life and death, you are already a dead man. The voice was as cold as a knife. "So you'd better think about it, are you going to come over, or are you going to turn around?" Lu Xiaofeng was also asking himself in his heart. "Do you rush over or go back to buy. "It's a dead man who rushed over, and I'm afraid there is only one way to die when I turn back.

　　Although this red line will be broken as soon as it is touched, how many people in the world can cross the clouds?

　　Lu Xiaofeng suddenly smiled. "Sometimes I can't die if I want to die every day, and I can't imagine that it is so easy to die today. He smiled and walked over easily, into a world he had never dreamed of before.

　　Walked into a world of dead people.

　　As far as the eye could see, there was nothing, and even the messenger who hooked the soul did not know where to go.

　　Lonely Beauty doesn't know where to go.

　　What exactly is this place?

　　Am I really a dead man?

　　Lu Xiaofeng straightened his chest, strode forward, and sang a children's rhyme in his mouth:

　　"My sister is carrying a mud doll on her back

　　Walk to the garden......"

　　Before I could finish singing this sentence, I suddenly heard someone next to me moaning, "Please, spare me-"

Chapter 4 Ye Guhong committed suicide

　　The sound came from a small cabin.

　　A small gray-white wooden house, in this misty self-cloud, must be very careful to be seen.

　　Lu Xiaofeng finally saw it, and only saw this small cabin, but no one in sight.

　　The moaning didn't stop, and Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but ask. "Are you hurt?" Not hurt, but dying. "It's a girl's voice. "I'm about to die of your singing. "Since you're here, of course you're a dead man, so why die again?" You can't stand the kind of song you sing, even the living ghosts, let alone the dead?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng laughed.

　　The voice in the cabin asked again. "Do you know who the person who saved you just now?" Is that you?"

　　"Not bad at all, that's me. Her laughter was sweet. "My surname is Ye, my name is Ye Ling, and everyone else calls me Xiao Ye. "Good name. "

　　"Your name is not bad, but I don't understand, a big man, why is it called Little Phoenix?" Lu Xiaofeng's smile turned into a wry smile, and said, "My name is Lu Xiaofeng, not Little Phoenix." Ye Ling asked again. "What's the difference?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "The phoenix is a pair, not one, the wind is the male, and the phoenix is the female." He walked over slowly, but the room suddenly fell silent, and after a long time, he heard Ye Ling sigh softly and said, "I'm just a small leaf, I don't have a pair, and I don't know if it's male or female?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "You don't have to worry about this, I promise that as long as you look at it, you can see whether you are male or female?" He suddenly pushed the door open and burst into the house.

　　From the outside, the room is pitifully small, but when you walk in, it's more like walking into a pigeon cage.

　　But although the pigeon is small, it has all the organs, and this house is the same, and there is almost no shortage of anything in other people's houses, and there is even a gold-lacquered toilet.

　　Lu Xiaofeng is not a person who will be interested in the toilet, and now he pays attention to this toilet, just because when he walked in, this little girl in red was sitting on the toilet.

　　sat neatly dressed on the toilet and stared at Lu Xiaofeng with a pair of big black eyes.

　　Lu Xiaofeng's face turned a little red.

　　Anyway, when a girl sits on the toilet, a man shouldn't break in.

　　But since you've already broken in, wouldn't it be more embarrassing to sneak out again?

　　The wicked person sued first, Lu Xiaofeng's eyes rolled, and he suddenly smiled: "You usually sit on the toilet to meet people?" Ye Ling shook his head solemnly and said, "Only in two cases will I sit on the toilet." "There is one situation that no one needs to ask, and what about the other situation?

　　Ye Ling said: "It's when there is something in the toilet that wants to come out." Lu Xiaofeng couldn't laugh again.

　　What else will come out of the toilet? What else will there be besides the stench?

　　Ye Ling said: "Do you want to see what's inside?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng immediately shook his head and said, "I don't want to." "

　　Shi Ling said: "It's a pity that you don't want to watch it." "

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "Why?"

　　Ye Ling said: "Because the things here are all given to you." "

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "I don't want it and can't do it?"

　　Ye Ling said: "Of course not. "

　　Seeing her stand up and lift the lid of the toilet, Lu Xiaofeng almost couldn't help but run away from the door.

　　He didn't run away.

　　The smell of the toilet bowl is not only not stinky at all, but also very fragrant.

　　With this fragrance flying out, it means a pair of swallows and a pair of butterflies.

　　As soon as the swallow and the butterfly flew out of the small window, Shi Ling took out a new set of clothes, a pair of soft shoes and socks, a small jar of wine, a pair of wine glasses, two pairs of chopsticks, a large clay pot, a large spoon, four or five steamed buns, and a bouquet of flowers.

　　Lu Xiaofeng was stunned.

　　No one could have imagined that so many things could be taken out of the toilet.

　　Ye Ling said: "The swallows and butterflies are to show that we welcome you, the clothes and shoes and socks must fit your other wine is aged bamboo leaf green, the crockpot is the original juice Wan chicken, and the steamed buns are also just out of the cage." She picked up her head, looked at Lu Xiaofeng, and said lightly: "Do you like these things?" Lu Xiaofeng sighed and said, "I like it so much." "

　　Ye Ling said: "Do you want it?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "What you don't want is a soil dog." "

　　Ye Ling smiled, smiling like a flower, a piece of sugar, and a little fox.

　　A little fox who can harm the dead, or a fox who can fascinate the dead.

　　Lu Xiaofeng looked at her, couldn't help but sigh again, and said, "You are the mother, it must be the mother's aU flowers have just been inserted into the vase, and the wine has already arrived in Lu Xiaofeng's stomach."

　　Xiao Yezi watched him pour the bamboo leaf green into his stomach like pouring water, as if he was not only surprised, but also felt pity, and suddenly sighed: "There is only one point wrong." Lu Xiaofeng didn't understand.

　　The hours have been explained. "Some people say that your wit, martial arts, amount of alcohol, thick-skinnedness, and lust are all few people can match. Lu Xiaofeng put down the empty wine jar and said with a smile: "Now you have seen the amount of alcohol I have." Ye Ling said: "I have also seen your martial arts, you didn't fall just now, even I admire you a little." Lu Xiaofeng said: "But I'm not lustful, so this point is at least wrong." Ye Ling said: "There is nothing wrong with this.

　　Lu Xiaofeng got angry and said, "Have I ever been rude to you?"

　　Ye Ling said: "No, not yet, but when you look at me, those eyes are like ......" Lu Xiaofeng quickly interrupted her. "What's wrong with that?" Ye Ling smiled and said, "Your skin is not thick, and you will still blush." Lu Xiaofeng said: "Do you think that I have never blushed in my life? Ye Ling blinked and asked rhetorically, "Do you know who said these words?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "Who is it?"

　　Ye Ling said: "Old knife handle." "

　　It's this person, that's the name, why is there such a big magic knife?

　　Lu Xiaofeng asked tentatively, "He is your boss?"

　　Ye Ling said: "Not only our boss, but also our boss, our boss." Lu Xiaofeng said: "What kind of person is he?"

　　Ye Ling said: "What kind of person do you say should you be the person who can make everyone willing to recognize him as Lao Tzu?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "I don't know, no one has ever wanted to be my son, and I never wanted to be a son." Ye Ling said: "You just want to know the origin of his name." Lu Xiaofeng can't deny it. "I do, I think badly. Ye Ling said coldly: "If you really want to, I'm afraid it will really kill you." The expression on her face suddenly became serious. "If you want to live better here, don't ask about other people's details, otherwise you'll ......" Lu Xiaofeng said: "Otherwise, what?"

　　Ye Ling said: "Otherwise, even if your martial arts are a hundred times higher, you may still disappear at any time QO Lu Xiaofeng said: "Missing?"

　　Ye Ling said: "The meaning of disappearance is that you suddenly disappeared, and no one in the world knows where you have gone." Lu Xiaofeng said: "People often go missing here?" Ye Ling said: "Often." Lu Xiaofeng sighed and said with a wry smile: "I originally thought it was very safe and well-behaved here. Ye Ling said: "There are already very rules here, three rules. Lu Xiaofeng said: "Which three?"

　　Ye Ling said: "You can't inquire about other people's past, you can't offend the old horse, and you can't disobey his orders." Lu Xiaofeng said: "What does he want me to do, I have to do it?"

　　Ye Ling nodded and said, "If he wants you to eat, you have to eat it." Lu Xiaofeng only smiled bitterly.

　　Ye Ling asked again, "Do you know why I came here to tell you these words?" Lu Xiaofeng's smile suddenly became very pleasant again, and said, "Of course, it's because you like me." ...

　　Ye Ling also smiled. "It seems that he is not wrong, your skin is so thick that it is likely that you will not even be able to pierce the tip of a gun.

　　She smiled more beautifully than flowers, sweeter than sugar, and said softly: "But if you break my rules, I will peel off this skin from your face and make it my leather slippers."

　　Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but smile bitterly again, and said, "You should at least let me know what rules you have first?" Ye Ling said: "I only have two rules, don't mess with the big leaves, and don't let women enter the door of the Lu Mansion." Lu Xiaofeng said: "Da Yezi is a person?"

　　Ye Lingdao: "Big Yezi is Xiao Yezi's sister, and Lu Mansion is Lu Xiaofeng's Mansion." Lu Xiaofeng said: "Where is the Lu Mansion?"

　　Ye Ling said: "It's here." "

　　She continued: "From now on, this is your home, you have to sleep here at night, and it is best to stay here honestly during the day, I will come to check at any time." Lu Xiaofeng laughed again, and smiled strangely.

　　Ye Ling's eyes widened and said, "You dare to laugh at me?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "I'm not laughing at you, I'm laughing at myself." He smiled a little strangely, a little sadly. "I have lived for thirty years, and this is the first time I have my own home, my own house......" He didn't say any more, because Ye Ling had sealed his mouth with his own mouth.

　　Her lips were cold and soft.

　　The lips of the two people just touched lightly, and she suddenly punched Lu Xiaofeng in the stomach again.

　　Her shot was hard and heavy.

　　Lu Xiaofeng was beaten so much that she even bent down, but she smiled and slipped out.

　　"Remember, don't let any woman in the door. Her voice was already outside the door: "Especially not to let the widow in." "Who is the flower widow?"

　　"She's not human, she's a, a who eats people. "

　　Lu Xiaofeng has four eyebrows, but only two hands.

　　He rubbed his stomach with his left hand and stroked his lips with his right hand, and the expression on his face was not sure whether he was crying or laughing.

　　In this way, he changed from a living person to a dead person, and he had a home.

　　He still had two legs, but he couldn't even go anywhere.

　　Suddenly he fell asleep, and after a moment of sleep he began to dream, dreaming that he was covered in a large cold leaf, and dreaming that a female dog with flowers all over her body was gnawing on his bones, and he could hear the sound of gnawing bones clearly.

　　Then he found out that there was really a man in the house gnawing bones.

　　It's not his bones, it's chicken bones.

　　It's not a sitting there gnawing bones, it's a person.

　　As soon as Lu Xiaofeng woke up, this person immediately became alert, like a beast.

　　He turned his head and stared at Lu Xiaofeng, his eyes full of hostility.

　　But he was still gnawing on chicken bones in his mouth.

　　Lu Xiaofeng has never seen anyone so interested in chicken bones, nor has he seen such a thin person.

　　In fact, this man would never have more meat than the chicken bones in his mouth.

　　The clothes he wore were gorgeous, and he was by no means like a man who was so poor that he had to gnaw on chicken bones.

　　Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but ask tentatively. "Are you sick?"

　　"You're sick. "

　　This person made a "warm" sound, spit out the bones in his mouth all over the ground, revealing a mouthful of snow-white teeth, and stared at Lu Xiaofeng fiercely.

　　"What do you think I'm going to do?

　　"You're not hungry?"

　　"I eat three meals a day, sometimes with a late-night snack. "

　　"What did you roar about?"

　　"I eat, I eat noodles, I eat meat, I eat vegetables, as long as I can eat, I eat everything. "What did you eat today?"

　　"Today at noon, I ate northern food, the same braised hooves, the same Huangjiong mutton, the same three fresh ducks, the same pot stickers tofu, the same shrimp and black cucumber, the same five plum pigeons, and a bowl of cucumber Sichuan ball soup. Lu Xiaofeng smiled.

　　The man's eyes widened again. "You don't believe me.?

　　"I just wonder why a good person would break into someone's house to gnaw chicken bones. "Because I'm happy. Lu Xiaofeng smiled again. "As long as you are happy, as long as I have chicken bones here, you are welcome to come at any time.

　　Instead, there was a look of wariness and suspicion in this man's eyes. "You welcome me, why?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "Because this is the first time I have a home, because you are the first guest of my family, because I like friends." "This man looks even more fierce. "I'm not your friend. "

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "Maybe not now, but it will definitely be in the future." Although the man was still staring at him, his expression had gradually calmed down.

　　No one can help but admit that Lu Xiaofeng has always been very good at making friends, and his friends also like him very much.

　　It's the same whether it's a boyfriend or a girlfriend.

　　Lu Xiaofeng had already sat up, suddenly sighed again, and said, "It's a pity that there is no wine here, otherwise I would have had two drinks with you." The man's eyes immediately lit up, and he said, "There's no wine here, can't you go outside and look for it?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "I have only been here for less than half a day, and I am not familiar with this place, but I promise that within three days, no matter what you want to drink, I will be able to find it back." The man stared at him for a long time, and finally exhaled, and the vigilance of his whole body immediately relaxed. "I'm a geist, maybe I'll break in at any moment, you really don't care?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "I don't care.

　　He really didn't care.

　　He often dragged his friends out of the hot bed in the middle of the night to drink with him, and his friends didn't care.

　　Because everyone knows that if someone goes to him in the middle of the night, he will not be angry, but will be very happy.

　　The night had covered the land, and suddenly a bell rang in the evening breeze.

　　"It's the evening bell. "

　　Lu Xiaofeng didn't understand, and the wandering spirit explained. "The dinner bell is the bell that calls everyone to the hall for dinner. "Everybody's going?"

　　"Hmm. "

　　"Going every day?"

　　"There are only four or five days a month at most.

　　"When was it?"

　　"On the fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year, during the New Year's holidays, there are celebrities who come here on the first day.

　　He looked Lu Xiaofeng up and down. "You must also be a celebrity, but you are the Lu Xiaofeng with four eyebrows?" Lu Xiaofeng smiled bitterly. "It's a pity that the current Lu Xiaofeng is no longer the Lu Xiaofeng of the past.

　　The geist wanted to speak, but he endured it, and suddenly stood up. "Someone will come to you for dinner soon, I have to go, you better not tell anyone that I have been here. Lu Xiaofeng didn't ask why.

　　If someone asks him for something, as long as he is willing to say yes, he never asks them why.

　　Because of this, he should have had a lot of friends.

　　The geist was obviously pleased with this, and suddenly lowered his voice again, and said, "Now that you are in the hall, they will definitely give you a dismount." Lu Bufeng said: "Oh?"

　　"Because at least half of the people here are crazy, and their only hobby is to abuse others and watch others suffer, and there are six or seven of them who are crazy and even more terrible. Lu Xiaofeng said: "Which seven people are they?"

　　The wandering spirit said: "One is called the housekeeper, one is called the general, the other is called the cousin, and the other is called the hook......" He only said the names of the four people, and his body suddenly swept up

　　The window in the house was small, but as soon as he put his hand on it, the man had already slipped out.

　　It seems that he is not only very light, but also shrinks his bones.

　　These two kinds of kung fu are Sikong Xingxing's unique skills, what does he have to do with Sikong Xingxing?

　　Lu Xiaofeng didn't think about it, because he also heard footsteps outside.

　　It's very light, it's light, only the feet of a beast with fleshy paws on the soles of its feet can be so light.

　　Only the old rivers and lakes with extremely high light skills will look like such a beast when walking.

　　In the Ghost Mountain Villa, where did so many light masters come from?

　　Lu Xiaofeng was startled when he heard a knock on the door.

　　He really wanted to see who this man was, what he looked like, and he immediately went to open the door.

　　When he opened the door, he was even more surprised.

　　The one who knocked on the door was not a human, it was really a beast with fleshy palms on the soles of its feet, it was a dog!

　　A large dog with a pitch-black, shiny black, looks like a leopard in the night, but it is not vicious to people, and a very strict and long-term training has eliminated the hostility to humans in its nature.

　　It didn't bark either, because it had a piece of paper in its mouth.

　　There are only four words on the paper. "Please come with me. "

　　This dog actually came to take Lu Xiaofeng to dinner.

　　Lu Xiaofeng smiled.

　　Regardless, it was always a pleasure to have something to eat, especially now that he was in desperate need of a rich and tasty supper.

　　"Braised hooves, three fresh ducks, shrimp and black cucumbers......" - his saliva almost flowed when he heard the wandering spirit talk about these good dishes.

　　The dog wagged at him, and he patted the dog on the head and smiled, "Do you know that I'd rather let you lead the way?" because dogs are so much cuter than people. "The night is deep, the fog has not yet dispersed, and although there are dozens of cold star-like lights in the cold fog, it is even darker in all directions.

　　The black dog waited until his eyes were accustomed to darkness before he realized that he was walking on a very crooked path.

　　On both sides of the road, there are all kinds of trees, as well as some unknown flowers and plants.

　　When the sun is shining, this valley must be beautiful.

　　But is there a time when the sun is shining in this valley?

　　Lu Xiaofeng suddenly found that what he really longed to see the most was not a shiny red braised hoof, but sunshine.

　　Like others, he cursed the sun.

　　Whenever he was sweating profusely and panting like a cow on a hot summer day, he couldn't help but curse the sun.

　　But what he longs for most now is this kind of sunshine.

　　There are many things in the world that are like this, and it is only when you lose it that you know its preciousness.

　　Lu Xiaofeng sighed in his heart, and suddenly heard someone sighing nearby, not only sighing, but also talking. "Lu Xiaofeng, I knew you would come, I had been waiting for you here for a long time. "This is Ghost Villa, I don't know how many ghosts are hiding in the dark, and this person's voice is ethereal and eerie like a ghost.

　　陆小凤掌心捏起把冷汗。

　　He could hear the voice nearby, but there was not even a figure in sight.

　　"You can't see me. The voice sounded again: "When a real evil spirit wants to ask for his life, it will never be seen." "I owe you my life?" Lu Xiaofeng asked tentatively.

　　"Hmm. "

　　"Whose life?"

　　"My life. "

　　"Who are you?" I'm Bluebeard who died at your hands. "

　　Lu Xiaofeng smiled and laughed.

　　When a person is really nervous and afraid, he often laughs inexplicably.

　　His laughter, though loud, was short.

　　Suddenly, he realized that it was neither a man nor a ghost who spoke, but the dog.

　　The black dog that had been walking in front of him had turned his head and glared at him with a pair of dead fish-like eyes.

　　"I'm Bluebeard who died at your hands. This sentence is indeed spoken from the mouth of a dog, and every Yu is.

　　How can a dog speak human language?

　　Could it be that Bluebeard's ghost has possessed this dog?

　　No matter how bold Lu Xiaofeng was, he couldn't help but shudder, and at this moment, the dog had already roared and pounced on him.

　　He just wanted to catch the dog's front paws, but who knew that a human hand suddenly stretched out from the dog's stomach, holding a knife in his hand, and with a wave of his hand, the knife flew out and hit Lu Xiaofeng's lower abdomen.

　　This is an accident within an accident, how many people in the world can dodge this knife?

　　There are at least five of them.

　　Lu Xiaofeng's lower abdomen contracted suddenly, stretched out two fingers and clamped it, and sure enough, it caught the blade.

　　But the dog had already flipped over in the air, swept backwards, and in the blink of an eye there was no one in the darkness, and nothing could be seen in the darkness.

　　Lu Xiaofeng raised his head to look at the darkness in the distance, lowered his head and looked at the sharp knife in his hand, only he smiled bitterly at himself.

　　It was supposed to be a nightmare, but it wasn't a dream.

　　In this dream-like ghost mountain villa, it is difficult to tell whether one thing is really a dream.

　　It's just that he finally understands one thing. "The dogs in this place are no more cute than people.

　　Suddenly, in the darkness, another voice came out. "Are you willing to let someone lead the way now?" This time, what he saw was really a person.

　　He saw Ye Ling again.

　　Fog-like lights, dim-like fog, Ye Ling still smiled so sweetly.

　　"Now you should know if this place is cute for people or dogs," I don't understand. "You still don't understand?"

　　"I only understand one thing. Lu Xiaofeng said: "Sometimes the dogs in this place are people, and people are dogs." "The flower widow may not really be a, but this black dog is really a person.

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "Although there are many people in the rivers and lakes who would rather be dogs, there is only one who can do it so thoroughly. Ye Ling said: "Do you know who he is?"

　　陆小凤道："狗郎君。 "

　　Ye Lingdao: "You already know?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng smiled and said, "I at least know that Bluebeard didn't die in my hands, of course he should know it himself, so even if he becomes an evil ghost, he shouldn't come to me ao Ye Ling smiled, blinked and smiled: "Even if the evil ghost doesn't look for you, the hungry ghost will definitely come to you ao Lu Xiaofeng said: "Hungry ghost?"

　　Ye Ling said: "The meaning of the hungry ghost is to wait for you to eat and wait until you starve to death, if you don't hurry up, there will be thirty-seven more hungry ghosts tonight." Lu Xiaofeng said: "Even if I don't go, there is only one real hungry ghost." Ye Ling said: "Who." Lu Xiaofeng said: "Me." "

Chapter 5 The Misery is Unspeakable

　　Yesterday was Hook's 70th birthday, and today he woke up with a hangover and still not waking up, only feeling a splitting headache and an impulsive libido.

　　The first sign indicates that he is old.

　　Yesterday he only drank forty catties of rice wine, and today his head hurts so much that he wants to cut off his head with a knife.

　　Ten years ago, he also had a record of drinking eighty catties of rice wine in one night, and after sleeping for two hours, he was already full of energy, and with only one hand, he choked the throats of 23 of the 36 friends of Taihang.

　　Thinking of this, he felt bitter, hated the heavens and the earth, and hated himself for people like me, why would they be old?

　　But when he noticed the second phenomenon, he couldn't help but feel very comforted, a part of his body was as hard as an iron hook on his wrist.

　　How many seventy-year-old men can be as strong as him?

　　It's a pity that there are too few women in this place, and even fewer women can be looked at by him.

　　In fact, there were only three women he could eye, and those three damn women were always trying to whet his appetite.

　　In particular, the little fox, who was very good and ghostly, had promised him three times that he would come to his room, and he had to wait for two nights in vain.

　　Thinking of this, he hated it even more in his heart, and he wanted to catch the little fox right now and press it on the bed.

　　This kind of thought made him even more uncomfortable, and if he didn't vent today, he would really suffocate if he didn't leave.

　　He was fantasizing about the little fox with a sweet smile on her face, and her cold sister, and the ripe flower widow...... "He was about to stretch out his hand, when suddenly there was a knock on the door, and there was a loud knock.

　　Only two or three people dared to knock on his door like this, and it was either the housekeeper's wife or his cousin.

　　Although these two people were his best friends, he still couldn't bear to feel a surge of anger.

　　When lust is interrupted, it usually immediately turns into anger.

　　He pulled the thin quilt over himself and roared under his breath. "Come in!"

　　My cousin stood outside the door with his hands behind his back, his smooth and white face looking like a freshly peeled egg.

　　Seeing this face, no one could guess his age.

　　He himself was so satisfied with this that he sometimes even forgot his age.

　　Hearing the roar of the hook, he knew that the old pervert had another spring love today.

　　With a smile, he pushed open the door and walked in, looked at the bulging part in the thin quilt, and said with a smile: "It seems that you are doing well today, do you want me to pick two handfuls of leaves for you and come back."

　　The hook was roaring again. "Quickly close your thief's eyes and stinky mouth, Lao Tzu wants to find a woman, and he will find it.

　　The cousin said, "How many did you find?"

　　The hook was even more angry, jumped up at once, rushed to him, pressed the iron hook of his right hand against his stomach, gritted his teeth and said: "If you dare to say another word, Lao Tzu will hook out your heart, liver and five organs together."

　　Far from being scared at all, my cousin smiled even more happily. "I'm not angry with you, I'm just treating you, you see if you're soft now. The hook stared at him fiercely, and suddenly laughed, laughed and let go of his hand: "You don't need to be angry, if it weren't for the fact that men in this place are easier to find than women, your illness is guaranteed to be worse than mine." Cousin Shi Shiran walked over, sat down on the chair by the window, and said leisurely: "It's a pity that there are fewer and fewer real men in this place, and there may be only one person I really can see." The hook said, "Is it a general?"

　　The cousin shook his head with a sneer and said, "He's too old." "

　　The hook said, "Is it Xiaoqing?" My cousin said, "He's just an embroidered pillow." The hook said: "It's difficult to be the housekeeper's wife?...

　　The cousin smiled again and said, "He is an old woman himself, and I am already thankful that he doesn't come to me." The hook said, "Who are you talking about?"

　　The cousin said: "Lu Xiaofeng." "

　　The hook barked. "Lu Xiaofeng, is that Lu Xiaofeng with four eyebrows?" My cousin squinted and smiled, "Who else can make me tempted besides him?" "How did he get here?"

　　The cousin said: "It is said that it is because he played Simon Blowing Snow's wife." The hook said, "Have you seen him?"

　　The cousin said, "I only peeked twice." "

　　Hook said, "What kind of person is he?"

　　The cousin narrowed his eyes again and said, "Of course it's a real man, a man among men." As soon as the hook sat down, he stood up again and walked barefoot to the window.

　　Outside the window, the fog was miserable.

　　He suddenly turned his head, stared at his cousin, and said, "I'm going to kill him." "What did you say?"

　　"I said I was going to kill him," Hook said. "

　　The cousin said, "You want to kill people if you don't have a woman?"

　　The hook clenched his fists and said slowly: "He is only about thirty this year, but I am seventy years old, but I will still be able to kill him, I am sure!" Seeing the expression on his face, no matter who could see that he was killing not only to vent, but also to prove that he was still young.

　　There are many old people who want to find young girls, but it is also for the same reason.

　　They only forget one thing, although youth is wonderful, old age also has the pleasure of old age.

　　A wise man in the West once said something that even older people should hear.

　　It is sad that old age is not a gradual process of decay, but a fall from one plain to another, but when we stand up, we find that the bones are not broken, and that there is a new world of flowers before us, and there is no interest in us to explore, is it not also wonderful?" Hook, of course, didn't hear these words, and neither did my cousin.

　　He looked at the expression on the hook's face, and finally sighed, and said, "Okay, I'll help you kill him, but you also have to help me do him first." The hook said, "Good!"

　　Suddenly, a person outside the door sneered: "It's good, but it's a pity that you are all one step late."

　　Walking in with the laughter was a thin, tall, hunchbacked old man.

　　My cousin sighed and said, "I knew that your housekeeper would definitely come to make trouble for us." The housekeeper said, "I'm just here to tell you a piece of news." The hook hurriedly asked, "What's the news?"

　　The housekeeper's wife said: "That black dog has already gone to find Lu Xiaofeng first, even if he can't succeed, there is still a general." The hook said movingly: "How is the general going?"

　　The housekeeper's wife said: "He has set up a Hongmen banquet in front of him and is waiting for Lu Xiaofeng." "The night is still the same night, the fog is still the same fog, and the valley is still the same valley.

　　But Lu Xiaofeng's feeling in his heart was different.

　　Walking side by side with a sweet, beautiful and intelligent girl is certainly much more enjoyable than walking behind a dog.

　　Ye Ling glanced at Lu Xiaofeng out of the corner of his eye. "You seem to be having a good time. Lu Xiaofeng said: "I'm at least happier than just now." "

　　Ye Ling said: "Because you know that I won't bite you?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "You are also more beautiful than the dog just now, more beautiful than any dog." Ye Ling smiled, and smiled so sweetly. "Am I only a little bit better than that?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "Of course there are others. "

　　Ye Ling said: "What else?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "You can speak, I like to listen to you." Ye Ling blinked and said, "What do you like to hear from me?" Lu Xiaofeng smiled.

　　His laughter may have many meanings, but it definitely doesn't mean even a denial.

　　Ye Ling said: "Where do you want to start?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "How about starting with the hook?"

　　Ye Ling's eyes widened, he looked at him in surprise, and said, "You also know about hooks, how do you know?" Lu Xiaofeng said leisurely: "I not only know the hook, but also the general, cousin and housekeeper." Ye Ling walked over, picked a leaf, walked back, suddenly sighed, and said, "You know too much about the Book of Clothes, but if you have to ask, I can still tell you."

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "Then you'd better start with the hook first." Shi Ling said: "He is a murderous hook and a lustful male wolf, and now the thing he wants to do most is to tear my pants and press me to the bed Lu Xiaofeng sighed and said, "Actually, you don't need to be so frank." Ye Ling widened her innocent eyes and said, "I was originally a confessed woman, and I happened to be a woman who knew men best. Lu Xiaofeng sighed again and said with a wry smile: "It's really a coincidence, it's a pity that I don't want to hear how many men want to take off your pants." Ye Ling blinked and said, "If someone asks you to take off your pants, do you want to hear it?" Lu Xiaofeng said with a smile: "This kind of thing is also very common, and it's not the first time I've encountered it." Ye Ling said: "What if someone wants to take off your pants is a man?" Lu Xiaofeng screamed. "Is it a man?"

　　Ye Lingyan said: "I said it wrong, it's not a man, it's two." Lu Xiaofeng couldn't even scream, and after a long time, he asked tentatively, "Is it my cousin and housekeeper's wife?" Ye Ling's eyes widened again and said, "How do you know?" Lu Xiaofeng smiled bitterly: "The names of these two people sound a bit evil. Ye Ling said: "But the most terrifying person is not them. Lu Xiaofeng said: "Oh?"

　　Ye Ling said: "Have you ever seen a person who can tear a bison in half with a pair of empty hands?" Lu Xiaofeng immediately shook his head and said, "No." "

　　Ye Ling said: "Have you ever seen someone who can knock other people's heads to pieces with just one finger?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "No." "

　　Shi Ling said: "Now you are about to see it." "

　　Lu Xiaofeng swallowed a mouthful of bitter water in his mouth and said, "Are you talking about the general?" Ye Ling said: "It's not bad at all. "

　　陆小凤道："他也在等我?"

　　Ye Ling said: "Not only is I waiting for you, but I'm already waiting impatiently, so you'd better find a big iron pot first." Lu Xiaofeng said: "What do you want an iron pot for?"

　　Ye Ling said: "Cover your head." "

　　The general was standing on a high platform.

　　He was eight feet eight inches tall, weighed one hundred and seventy-three pounds, had broad shoulders, thick breasts, legs as thick as tree trunks, palms as large as a fan when stretched out, and the cocoons in the palms of his hands were as thick as an inch.

　　There really is a big iron pot in front of him!

　　The iron pot was placed on the stove, and the stove was placed in front of the high platform, which was in the hall.

　　The hall is four feet high, the stone platform is seven feet high, and the iron pot is more than three feet high.

　　The fire was blazing, and a steaming pot of meat was boiling in the pot, so fragrant that it could attract people and dogs within ten miles.

　　When Lu Xiaofeng came in, the general was stirring the meat in the pot with a large wooden spoon.

　　Seeing Lu Xiaofeng, he immediately put down the wooden spoon, glared, and shouted: "Lu Xiaofeng." The cheer was like thunder in the air, but Lu Xiaofeng didn't even blink his eyes, and he also drank. "General?" The general said, "Are you coming?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "I'll come." "

　　He did walk over, and his steps were much bigger than usual.

　　The general glared at him and said, "There's meat in the pot." "

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "It's meat." "

　　The general said, "You eat meat?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "Eat." "

　　The general said, "Eat too much?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "Many." "

　　The general said, "Okay, you eat!"

　　He handed the big wooden spoon in his hand to Lu Xiaofeng, and Lu Xiaofeng took it and filled it with a spoonful.

　　A spoonful of meat has a bowl of meat, piping hot meat.

　　Lu Xiaofeng was not afraid of being hot, he ate quickly, and after eating a spoonful of meat, he exhaled and said, "Good meat." The general said: "It's good meat."

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "You also eat meat?"

　　The general said, "Eat." "

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "Eat too much?"

　　The general snatched the wooden spoon from his hand, and ate a spoonful of it full, shushing on his back. "Good meat!

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "It's good meat." "

　　The general said, "Do you know what kind of meat this is?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "I don't know:"

　　The general said, "Aren't you afraid that this is human flesh?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "I'm afraid."

　　The general said, "I'm afraid I want to eat it?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "It's better to eat people than to be eaten." "

　　The general stared at him for a long time and said, "Okay, you eat." "

　　A spoonful of meat is a bowl of meat, a bowl of meat has a catty, Lu Xiaofeng ate another spoonful of the general, and he ate another spoonful.

　　In a matter of moments, at least five pounds of hot meat had fallen into his stomach.

　　When he had eaten the sixth spoonful, the general asked. "Can you still eat?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng didn't speak, but suddenly turned his head, and turned over three hundred and sixty heels in one breath before standing up and answering. "I can still eat. The general said: Okay, eat again. "

　　Eat again, eat again, eat a spoonful, turn five heels, turn two thousand heels, Lu Xiaofeng's face still does not change.

　　The general couldn't help but be moved. Said: "It's a good follower." As soon as the three words came out, there was a pop, and the leather belt on his stomach had broken in two.

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "Can you still eat?"

　　The general did not answer, but jumped off the platform and grabbed the foot of the stove.

　　The stove is made of raw copper, plus the iron pot on the stove, to say the least, there are five or seven hundred catties!

　　He lifted it up with one hand, put it down again, lifted it up again, and did it three hundred and sixty times in one breath before he put down the stove, snatched the wooden spoon, and said sharply, "You watch." This time he took two spoonfuls.

　　Lu Xiaofeng looked at the wooden spoon in his hand, even his eyes seemed to be straight, and he suddenly picked up the stove, raised it and put it down, did it three hundred and sixty times in one go, grabbed the wooden spoon, and ate two spoonfuls.

　　The general's eyes were already straight.

　　Lu Xiaofeng gasped and said, "Eat again?"

　　The general gritted his teeth and said, "Eat again." "

　　He took the wooden spoon and scooped it down, only to hear another "poof" sound.

　　This time, it wasn't that the belt was broken, but that the wooden spoon had touched the bottom of the pot.

　　A spoonful of meat is a catty, and there are always thirty or fifty spoonfuls of meat in a pot, and they are completely eaten cleanly.

　　Lu Xiaofeng let out a long breath, touched his bulging belly, and said, "Good meat." The general said: "It's good meat." Lu Xiaofeng said: "It's just that no meat is better than having meat." The general glared at him, suddenly laughed, and said, "Much better." The two of them laughed together, and suddenly they fell down together and lay down on the stone platform, still laughing.

　　Of course, there were still people in the audience, and all of them had already widened their eyes, opened their mouths wide, looked at each other, and were speechless.

　　The general suddenly said, "Your stomach hasn't broken yet?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "No." "

　　The general said: "I don't see that your little belly can fit so wide." Lu Xiaofeng said: "I still roared one more spoonful than you." "

　　The general said, "I have more meat per spoonful than you."

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "Not necessarily. "

　　The general suddenly jumped up again and glared at him.

　　Lu Xiaofeng was still lying flat.

　　The general said: "Stand up and cook another pot of meat to compare." "

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "It's not comparable." "

　　The general said: "You admit defeat?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "I have already won, why should I fight? I have already won, why should I admit defeat?" The general glared at him, and the green tendons on his forehead bulged one by one, each of which was thicker than someone else's finger. Lu Xiaofeng said lightly: "It turns out that not only is your stomach rising, but your head is also rising."

　　The general's fists suddenly clenched, and the bones of his whole body immediately made a series of firecracker-like sounds, and his figure, which was already eight feet eight inches tall, seemed to have grown by half a foot.

　　It seems that this person is not only born with divine power, but also has practiced to the peak.

　　Lu Xiaofeng smiled. "You want to fight?"

　　The general kept his mouth shut.

　　Now that he has concentrated the strength of his whole body, as soon as he speaks, his strength is scattered Lu Xiaofeng said: "Although I am no longer interested in eating meat, I can accompany him in a fight." The general suddenly shouted, exhaled, and punched out.

　　He has been gathering momentum for a long time, just like a strong bow full, the power of this punch is almost unimaginable.

　　I only heard the sound of "clanging, clanging", the iron pot and copper stove overturned, and even the tables and chairs a zhang away were also shaken, and some of the cups, plates and bowls on the table were on the ground, and some were shattered on the table.

　　Lu Xiaofeng's people were actually beaten by the fist wind and flew out, fluttering over three or four long tables, flying over the heads of more than a dozen people, and flying over the hall more than ten zhang long, like a kite with a broken string.

　　Immediately there was a burst of cheers in the hall, and the general's independent high platform seemed to be even more majestic and untouchable.

　　Who knew that at this moment, only listening to the sound of the wind "whew", Lu Xiaofeng suddenly returned to him, with a smile on his face, and said, "You punched me so cool, how about another punch?" The general roared angrily and punched three times in a row.

　　His punches are anything but fancy, but every punch is real and effective.

　　Although the power of these three punches is not as powerful as the first punch, it is much faster than the first punch.

　　Lu Xiaofeng was beaten up again, but this time he didn't fly out, and suddenly turned over in the air and landed behind the general.

　　Although the general's body is magnificent, his reaction is extremely flexible, his movements are faster, he sits on a horse and twists his waist, the overlord unloads his armor, the general takes off his robe, shoots the moon with a bow, and hits with a slippery belt, and strikes out with three moves.

　　This is the most basic and ordinary move in boxing, but when it is used in his hands, it is by no means something that ordinary people can parry and resist.

　　Fortunately, Lu Xiaofeng is not an ordinary person, and there is no second Lu Xiaofeng in this world.

　　His body flashed, and he suddenly slipped under the general's night, suddenly reached out, held the general's elbow, and hit his head on the general's ribs.

　　The general's one hundred and seventy-three hall weight body was knocked to his knees and retreated, almost falling off the high platform.

　　But Lu Xiaofeng was even more surprised.

　　He suddenly found that this person actually practiced kung fu, and he hit it head-on, as if he was hitting a stone wall, and his head was dizzy.

　　Just because he was frightened and dizzy, he laughed louder and laughed: "You lost again." The general said, "Fart." Lu Xiaofeng said: "I almost knocked you down with one punch, and you still don't admit defeat?" The general said, "What kind of punch are you using?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "Head fist." "

　　The general said, "What kind of kung fu is this?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "This is the kung fu of fighting, as long as you can knock the other party down, you can use anything." The general sneered, "I'd like to see what else you can use?"

　　He sat down on his horse and shot again, his fists were denser, his shots were faster, and he wanted to be invincible first.

　　This time, he unleashed his fists, and only then could he see his true kung fu.

　　Lu Xiaofeng couldn't attack it at all. This fist is launched, and no one in the world can attack it.

　　Lu Xiaofeng seemed to have figured this out, so he simply gave up the offensive, retreated far away to the corner of the stone platform, and suddenly bent down and hugged his stomach. "No, my stomach hurts so badly. In fact, of course, he himself knows that even if he dies of stomach pain, no one will care.

　　The general leaped over and punched hard.

　　Who knew that when Lu Li and Feng jumped up on his body, the person had already slid under his feet like a fish against the stone platform, and suddenly his hands pressed to the ground, and a carp stiffened and hit his buttocks.

　　The general was attacking with his whole body, where could he still contain the momentum, but this time he was really knocked off the stone platform by him, and he almost fell down.

　　Lu Xiaofeng clapped his hands and laughed, "You lost again." "

　　The general's face turned blue and his lips trembled.

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "Why didn't you ask me what kind of punch I used this time?" The general does not ask, does not speak.

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "This is a fist. "

　　He smiled and added, "Next time you see a character who can even spank people in the ass, you'd better stay away, because you're definitely not his opponent." The general suddenly yelled again and punched out, this time he didn't hit people, it was Shitai.

　　The high platform made of bluestone was knocked down by him, and the rubble flew out like arrows.

　　His body also leaped up, and while he was still in the air, he had already struck a second punch.

　　The volley move, although powerful, is the easiest to expose one's weakness, and it can only be used to attack the weak with a strong one. Lu Xiaofeng was by no means weaker than him, and his trick was really dangerous, because he had already calculated that Lu Xiaofeng was unstable.

　　No one can stand firm on the rockfall platform, among the rubble in the random arrows.

　　If you can't stand firmly, you can't fight back, and if you can't fight back, you can only retreat and dodge, no matter how you dodge. It is inevitable that they will be swept away by his fist.

　　Although he used this trick dangerously, he was the killer of "putting him to death and coming back to life"!

　　Lu Xiaofeng's injuries are not yet healed, his body is still very weak, and with the strength of the general's fist style, he definitely can't stand it.

　　He didn't suffer.

　　He can still fight back, and he can fight back when it is absolutely impossible to fight back" The general has experienced a hundred battles, and the decisive victory is in an instant, and he has no last resort.

　　It's a pity that he miscalculated this time.

　　Lu Xiaofeng did a lot of things that others thought would never be possible.

　　This time he used neither a head fist nor a strand fist, but his hands, his fingers!

　　The unique Lu Xiaofeng, the unique spirit rhino finger.

　　His body suddenly flew up diagonally, and he stretched out two fingers and flicked lightly, his index finger flicked the general's fist, and the middle finger flicked the general's chest.

　　One blow can shatter the iron fist of the stone platform, the chest that can't even be cut by a steel knife, what is the use of his two fingers flicking up?

　　Useful?

　　No one can imagine the power of his two fingers?

　　The general roared, flew out, fell, and fell heavily on the pile of rubble.

　　There were thirty-six people in the hall, all staring at Lu Xiaofeng, with a very strange expression in their eyes.

　　Lu Xiaofeng was smiling bitterly.

　　He could only smile bitterly, for he knew that even if these people were not friends with the general, they had now become his enemies.

　　A man who has just arrived in a strange place, and suddenly has thirty-six rivals, is never a pleasant thing for anyone.

　　He only hoped that the general would not be too badly wounded.

　　When he turned his head to look, the general, who had fallen on the pile of rubble, saw a man in gray walking slowly out of the door, and the general was in the arms of this person.

　　With Lu Xiaofeng's eyes and ears, he didn't even notice where this person came from, let alone how he could take the general away, and suddenly he was at the door.

　　Lu Xiaofeng was stunned.

　　The man in gray had walked out the door.

　　The thirty-six people in the hall all stood up and walked out slowly with him, and none of them looked back at Lu Xiaofeng, as if they had regarded Lu Xiaofeng as a dead person.

　　No matter how beautiful a dead person is, no one wants to take a second look.

　　Lu Xiaofeng himself suddenly felt as if he was standing in a tomb, there was no person, there was no sound, and although the lights were still on, it seemed to have become darker than darkness.

　　If you can't see anything, not even a little hope, what's the use of the lights for you?

　　I don't know how long it took, he still stood there in a daze, there was no benefit, this was a completely unfamiliar place, where could he go? He was already dead, where else could he go?

　　At that moment, he saw a pair of eyes and a hand.

　　With a white and small hand and a pair of smiling eyes, Ye Ling was waving to him outside the door.

　　Lu Xiaofeng immediately walked over,

　　Even if there were a thousand traps outside the door, and ten thousand kinds of ambushes waiting for him, he would not hesitate to go out.

　　Because he suddenly realized that that the hopeless and helpless loneliness was far more terrible than death.

　　There was nothing outside the door, just one person, and it was dark.

　　Even though Ye Ling's eyes looked like the first star rising in the autumn night, even though they looked like the dark.

　　She looked at Lu Xiaofeng, smiled, and suddenly said, "Congratulations." Lu Xiaofeng didn't understand. "Why are you congratulating me?"

　　Ye Ling said: "Because you are not dead yet, as long as a person can live, it is a gratifying thing." Lu Xiaofeng said: "I should have died?"

　　Ye Ling nodded.

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "What now?"

　　Ye Ling said: "Now you can at least survive in the Ghost Mountain Villa." Lu Xiaofeng exhaled and couldn't help but ask again, "Who was that gray-clothed man just now?" Shi Ling said: "You can't guess. "

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "Is it an old knife handle?"

　　Ye Ling's eyes rolled and he asked rhetorically, "What kind of person do you think he is?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "It's a terrible person." "

　　Ye Lingdao: "What do you think of his martial arts?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "I can't see it. Ye Ling said: "Even you can't see it." Lu Xiaofeng sighed: "It's because I can't even see it, so it's terrifying." Ye Ling said: "What kind of person do you think the old knife handle should be?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "Of course he is a terrible person!"

　　Ye Ling smiled and said, "Then of course he is an old knife handle, you don't have to ask at all." Lu Xiaofeng was also laughing.

Chapter 6: Embattled

　　The next morning, the valley was still thick with fog, and the cabin seemed to be floating in the clouds, and when I opened the door and looked out, even my own people felt floating, like a piece of duckweed on the water.

　　Isn't there already a lot of people in this world who are like duckweed, without sustenance and roots.

　　Lu Xiaofeng sighed and closed the door heavily, feeling so depressed that he was like a boy who had just seen his lover in another sedan chair.

　　The only sound that morning was pleasant to him was the knock on the door of the food delivery.

　　The food was delivered by a pockmarked man, with a dull face, a mouth full of yellow teeth, and the only thing that made people feel a little pleasant was a large food box he carried.

　　Of course, there are six dishes and one soup in the food box, and rice is taken out. The six big plates were indeed the dishes Lu Xiaofeng ordered last night.

　　But there is only one piece of every tea, and a small one, and those with bad eyes can't even see, and if the wind is stronger, it will be blown away immediately.

　　The most amazing thing is that kind of three fresh ducks, only one bone, one piece of duck skin, - one duck feather.

　　Lu Xiaofeng shouted: "This is the three fresh ducks?"

　　Mazi actually glared and said, "This is not a duck, is it a human?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "Even if this is a duck, what about Sanxian?"

　　Mazi said: "The duck feathers are just plucked off, the duck skin is just peeled off, and the duck bones are also very fresh, what do you say is not three fresh?" Lu Xiaofeng only kept his mouth shut.

　　Mazi had closed the door with a "bang" and walked away.

　　Lu Xiaofeng looked at the six dishes in front of him, and then looked at the rice in the bowl, and he didn't know whether to cry three times or laugh three times.

　　It was only now that he finally understood why Mr. Geist was so interested in chicken bones.

　　He picked up the chopsticks and put them down again, and suddenly heard someone sighing outside the small window behind him: "Your braised shoulder is bigger than my yesterday, at least twice as big." Lu Xiaofeng didn't need to look back, he knew that Mr. Wandering Spirit was here again, and couldn't help but ask, "How long have you been eating this kind of food?" The geist said, "Three months." "

　　He suddenly came in through the window, looked at the six dishes on the table with a pair of eyes, and said, "There is a secret to eating this kind of food." Lu Xiaofeng said: "What a secret." The spirit said: "Every dish must be eaten slowly, it is best to grind it slowly with your front teeth, and then lick it with your tongue to taste it." Lu Xiaofeng said: "But you are not dead yet." "

　　"Because I don't want to die yet, the more others want me to die, the more I want to live and show them." Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but sigh and said, "It must be very difficult for you to live until now."

　　The geist nodded slowly, and two tears suddenly flowed from the corners of his eyes.

　　Lu Xiaofeng couldn't bear to look at it anymore, so he fell on the bed and covered it with a comb.

　　The wandering spirit said: "The meal has been delivered, and you still haven't eaten it?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "You eat, I'm not hungry." "

　　The spirit said, "Because you have to live, too." "

　　He suddenly lifted Lu Xiaofeng's pillow and said loudly: "If you want to die, it is better for me to beat you to death with one punch now, because you still have meat on your body, and you can let me eat a few meals happily." Lu Xiaofeng looked at him, looked at his face that was only a layer of skin and bones, and suddenly said, "My surname is Lu, and my name is Lu Xiaofeng." The spirit said, "I know?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "What about you, who are you, how did you come here?" This time, the spirit didn't seem excited, but just stared at Lu Xiaofeng with a pair of eyes that had been sunken like skeletons, and asked rhetorically, "How did you come here?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "Because ......"

　　The wandering spirit hurriedly said: "Because you have done something wrong, you have been forced to have no way out, and you can only walk on this dead end." Lu Xiaofeng admitted.

　　The wandering spirit said: "Now the people in the rivers and lakes must think that you are dead, and Ximen Fuxue must also think that you are dead, so you can live here." Lu Xiaofeng said: "What about you?"

　　The geist said, "Me too. "

　　He added, "General, cousin, hook, housekeeper...... The situation of these people is all the same, ao Lu Xiaofeng said: "But I'm not afraid to let them know the details of my origins." The spirit said, "But they are afraid of you." "

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "Why?"

　　The wandering spirit said: "Because they still don't trust you, they must not let anyone know that they are still alive, otherwise they will ......" Lu Xiaofeng said: "Otherwise, their enemies will probably track them here." The spirit said, "Not bad." "

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "What about you?

　　"Even if I trust you, I can't tell you where I came from. Lu Xiaofeng said: "Why?"

　　A strange expression suddenly appeared in the eyes of the geist, and I don't know if it was fear, or pain?

　　"I can't say, I can't ......"

　　He muttered to himself, as if to warn himself, that his body had floated up like a ghost again.

　　But this time, Lu Xiaofeng was determined not to let him go, so he held his hand like lightning and asked again: "Why?" Because ......" The geist finally made up his mind, gritted his teeth, and said, "Because if I say it, we will never be friends again." Lu Xiaofeng still didn't understand, he still had to ask, who knew that the wandering soul's thin and stiff hand suddenly became soft as silk, and he actually broke free from his grasp.

　　No one's hand can break free from Lu Xiaofeng's grasp.

　　When he struck again, the wandering spirit had already come out of the window, and it was really like a wandering soul.

　　Lu Xiaofeng was stunned.

　　He had never seen anyone practice soft functions to this point, maybe he had heard of it, he seemed to have heard Sikong Xingxing mention it, but even this memory was very vague.

　　All the memories were gradually blurred, and Lu Xiaofeng had been locked up in this wooden house for two or two days, three days, or four days, and he couldn't remember it clearly. It turns out that hunger can not only make people physically weak, but also damage people's mental power, so that people can only think of some things that they should not think, but forget all the things they should think about.

　　Alone in a pigeon-cage-like cabin starving, who can bear this pain.

　　But when he heard the bell ringing outside, he couldn't help but jump for joy.

　　"The bell does not ring, and it is not allowed to come out. "

　　Now that the bell had struck, he jumped up and rushed out, before he could put on his boots.

　　There was still fog outside, and it was dusk.

　　The setting sun is reflected in the fog in a ring of seven colors.

　　After all, the world is still beautiful, and it is a pleasure to be alive after all.

　　There were still only thirty-six or seven people in the hall, and Lu Xiaofeng didn't even recognize any of them.

　　All the people he had seen were not here, the soul envoys, generals, wandering spirits, and time spirits, why didn't they come? and Dugumei, why did they disappear as soon as they entered this valley?

　　Lu Xiaofeng found a seat in the corner and sat down, no one paid attention to him, not even anyone who looked at him more, everyone's faces were very serious, and their mood seemed to be very heavy.

　　The people who live in this place may have been like this.

　　Lu Xiaofeng sighed in his heart, raised his head and looked forward, only to find that the high platform where the meat pot was originally placed was now a coffin.

　　Brand new coffin, not yet nailed to the lid.

　　Who is the person who died? Is it the general? Are they looking for Lu Xiaofeng to avenge the general?

　　Lu Xiaofeng was a little apprehensive in his heart, when he saw Ye Ling rushing in from outside.

　　This little girl who loves to wear red clothes and laugh is now wearing a white linen filial piety suit, and she actually cried, crying very sadly.

　　As soon as she rushed in, she threw herself on the coffin and cried.

　　Lu Xiaofeng never thought that she would cry so sadly for others, she was still young, lively and beautiful, and those sad and unfortunate things seemed to never befall her.

　　Who is she? How could she die?

　　Lu Xiaofeng was about to find an opportunity to comfort and comfort her in the future, but she was already calling: "Lu Xiaofeng, come here." "Lu Xiaofeng only has the past.

　　He couldn't guess why Ye Ling suddenly called him over, he didn't want to get too close.

　　But Ye Ling kept urging, telling him to go faster, get closer, and walk to the stone platform.

　　He pointed his head and realized that she was staring at him with a pair of tearful eyes, full of hostility.

　　Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but ask, "Do you want me to go up?"

　　Ye Ling nodded.

　　Lu Xiaofeng asked again: "What are you doing up there?"

　　Ye Ling said: "Come up and see him." "

　　"He" is, of course, the person lying in the coffin, if a person has entered the coffin, what else is there to see?

　　But her attitude was very resolute, as if she had to ask Lu Xiaofeng to go up and take a look.

　　Lu Xiaofeng had to go up.

　　Ye Ling lifted the lid of the coffin, and a smell mixed with strong incense and foul smell immediately came to her nose, the people in the coffin were almost completely swollen and rotten, why did she have to come and see Lu Xiaofeng?

　　Lu Xiaofeng only glanced at it, and he couldn't help but vomit.

　　This person turned out to be Ye Guhong, Ye Guhong who died in the cannibalistic jungle.

　　Ye Ling gritted his teeth, stared at Lu Xiaofeng fiercely, and said, "Do you know who he is?" Lu Xiaofeng nodded.

　　Ye Ling said: "He is my brother, my brother-in-law, if it weren't for him taking care of me, I would have died in the gutter." Her eyes were full of sadness and hatred: "Now that he's dead, do you think I should avenge him?" He never wanted to argue with women, not to mention that there was no room for argument in this matter.

　　Ye Lingdao: "Do you know how he died?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng couldn't nod or shake his head, neither explained nor denied, he just wished that there was suddenly an extra coffin next to him, so that he could hide in it.

　　Ye Ling sneered: "Actually, even if you don't say it, I know?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but ask, "What do you know?"

　　Ye Ling said: "He died in the woods outside, and it was only three days after he died, and you were the only one who went to the woods in the past three days." Lu Xiaofeng smiled bitterly: "Do you think I killed him?"

　　Ye Ling said: "Not bad!"

　　"Wrong" "He is not the only one who has been to the woods in the past three days." The person who stood up to speak for Lu Xiaofeng turned out to be Dugumei, who had never heard from her: "At least I've been there, and I'm from there." Ye Ling shouted: "You can also be regarded as a person, can you kill my brother?" Lonely Mei sighed and said, "Even if I'm not human, there are others." Ye Ling said: "There are others?"

　　Lonely Mei nodded and said, "Even if I am not your brother's opponent, it is not too difficult for this person to kill your brother." Ye Ling said angrily: "Who are you talking about?"

　　孤独美道："西门吹雪!"

　　His eyes were smiling, smiling like an old fox: "Have you heard of this name too?" Ye Ling's face changed, of course she had heard of this name.

　　Simon blows snow!

　　The sword of the sword, the sword god of the people!

　　Whoever hears this name once will never forget it.

　　Lonely Mei snuggled her with the corners of her eyes and said, "What's more, Lu Xiaofeng was also very injured at that time, at most he can only be regarded as half Lu Xiaofeng, how can half Lu Xiaofeng deal with a Wudang little white dragon?" Ye Ling shouted again: "You are lying!"

　　Lonely Mei sighed again and said, "How can an old man who doesn't recognize his six relatives lie for others?" Foggy night, narrow road.

　　They walked side by side on the narrow road, and they have walked a long way side by side.

　　That road was far narrower than that, and it was a dead end.

　　Lu Xiaofeng finally spoke: "An old man who doesn't recognize his six relatives, why did he lie for me?" Lonely Mei smiled and said, "Because this old man likes you." He hurriedly said, "Fortunately, this old man doesn't have the same problem as Pink Swallow, so you don't need to be attracted at all." Lu Xiaofeng also laughed and laughed: "Does this old man have any wine?" Lonely Mei said: "Not only wine, but also meat." "Lu Xiaofeng even smiled, really?"

　　Lonely Mei said: "Not only meat, but also friends." "

　　Lu Xiaofeng said, "Is it your friend?" or mine?"

　　Lonely Mei said: "My friend is your friend." "

　　Wine is good wine, and friends are good friends.

　　For a person who likes to drink, a good friend usually means a friend who drinks a lot.

　　This friend not only drank happily, but also spoke happily, after a few glasses of wine, he suddenly asked: "I know you are Lu Xiaofeng, do you know who I am?" I don't know:" "Why don't you ask?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng smiled and smiled bitterly: "Because I have learned a lesson." "Have you asked anyone and they won't say?"

　　"Hmm. "

　　"But I'm no one else, I'm who I am. He sang the wine he was holding in his left hand and hooked a piece of meat with his right hand.

　　The flesh is hooked, because his right hand is not a hand, but a hook, an iron hook.

　　"You're the hook?" Lu Xiaofeng finally remembered.

　　Hook admit!

　　"I know you've heard about me, but there's one thing you don't know." From the day you came, I wanted to make friends with you. He patted Lonely Beauty on the shoulder: "Because your friend is my friend, your opponent is also my opponent." "Our friend is him, and our opponent is Huai?"

　　"Simon blows snow!"

　　Lu Xiaofeng shrugged: "You are ......"

　　The hook said: "I am Hai Qikuo." "

　　Lu Xiaofeng was even more surprised: "Is it the one-armed divine dragon Hai Qikuo who shocked the seven seas in the past?" Hai Qikuo looked up and laughed: "I didn't expect Lu Xiaofeng to know the name of someone in the sea." Lu Xiaofeng looked at the surprise in his eyes and turned into suspicion, and suddenly shook his head and said, "You're not, Hai Qikuo has died in the capsize of the sea." Hai Qikuo smiled more happily: "It was another person who died, a substitute ghost wearing my dragon rolling robe, carrying my dragon rolling knife, and looking like me." He explained, "Every one of the people here has died out once, and you are not the same?" Lu Xiaofeng finally understood: "This is the Ghost Mountain Villa, and only the dead can come." Hai Qikuo laughed and said, "If Ximen Fuxue knows that we are still drinking and eating meat here, he will be angry to death."

　　Lu Xiaofeng smiled: "It seems that I must have a lot of friends here." Hai Qikuo said: "It's not bad at all, at this time, at least sixteen people were forced by Ximen to blow the snow oo Lu Xiaofeng's eyes flashed, and said, "Are there a few who were forced by me?" Hai Qikuo said: "Even if there is, you don't need to worry. Lu Xiaofeng said: "Because I already have friends like you." Hai Qikuo said: "Not bad at all. He laughed and raised his glass, then lowered his voice again and said, "There is only one person you should pay special attention to." Lu Xiaofeng said: "Who?"

　　Hai Qikuo said: "Actually, he can't be regarded as a human at all, just a wandering spirit." Lu Xiaofeng lost his voice and said, "Wandering soul?"

　　Hai Qikuo asked rhetorically, "Have you seen him?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng did not deny it.

　　Hai Qikuo said, "Do you know who he is?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "I really want to know," Hai Qikuo said: "There is a very strange organization here, called the Senate Council, when the old knife handle is not there, everything here is in charge of the Senate." Lu Xiaofeng said: "Of course, the people in the Senate are all elders, and Your Excellency is of course one of them. Hai Qikuo said: "In addition to me, there are eight people in the Senate, but in fact, there are only two real elders. Lu Xiaofeng said: "Which two?"

　　Hai Qikuo said: "One is the wandering soul, the other is the hook soul, they and the Ye family's brothers and sisters are all people who created this situation with the old knife handle in the past, and now that the old Ye is dead, there is no one in this place who is older than them." Lu Xiaofeng said: "Just because of this, I should pay special attention to him?" Hai Qikuo said: "One more point. "

　　Lu Xiaofeng picked up the wine glass and waited for him to continue.

　　Hai Qikuo said: "He is the patriarch here, if he wants to kill you, he can find an opportunity at any time, but you can't even touch him." Lu Xiaofeng said: "He has a reason to kill me."

　　Hai Qikuo said: "Yes." "

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "What is the reason?"

　　Hai Qikuo said: "You killed his son." "

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "Who is his son?"

　　Hai Qikuo said: "Flying Jade Tiger." "

　　Lu Xiaofeng took a deep breath, and suddenly felt that the wine he had just drunk had turned into sour water.

　　Hai Qikuo said: "The Black Tiger Gang was originally founded by him, but when the foundation of the Black Tiger Gang was about to be solid, he came here with the old knife, because he also offended a person who should never be offended, and he has been forced to have no way out. Lu Xiaofeng said: "Who did he offend?"

　　Hai Qikuo said: "Mudao people, the first people in Wudang to stay in Mudao." Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but take a deep breath again, and it was only now that he understood why the wandering spirit had not told his origin.

　　Hai Qikuo said: "The Black Tiger Gang was destroyed in your hands, but Mu Dao Man happened to be your good friend, do you think he has enough reason to kill you?" Lu Xiaofeng smiled bitterly: "He has." "

　　Hai Qikuo said: "The most terrible thing is that although you know that he wants to kill you, you can't touch him." Lu Xiaofeng said: "Because he is the patriarch of the patriarchs." "

　　Hai Qikuo nodded and said, "In addition to him, there are eight people in the Senate, if you kill him, these eight people will never let you go." He sighed and said, "So I'm just waiting for him to make a move." Haykey said: "He will never make a move if he misses a blow, and now he hasn't made a move, maybe because he's still waiting for an opportunity." Although Lu Xiaofeng stopped talking, he didn't keep his mouth shut.

　　His mouth was busy drinking.

　　Hai Qikuo sighed again and said, "If you are drunk, his opportunity will come Lu Xiaofeng said: "I know" Hai Qikuo said: "But you still want to drink?" Lu Xiaofeng suddenly smiled and said, "Since he is a patriarch, he will always wait for an opportunity anyway, why don't I take advantage of the fact that I am not dead to drink a few more glasses." "Drinking is not the same as eating.

　　People who usually eat three bowls of rice will never be able to eat less than twenty bowls, but people who usually toast and are not drunk sometimes get drunk after only a few drinks.

　　Is Lu Xiaofeng drunk?

　　"I'm not drunk yet. He pushed away Lonely Beauty and Hai Qikuo: "I still know the way back, you don't have to send me." He didn't go the wrong way.

　　Sometimes even if a person has drunk so much that he doesn't know who he is, he can still recognize the person who has returned home, and when he gets home, he will fall down.

　　If you're a drinker, you've probably had that experience too.

　　Lu Xiaofeng has had this kind of experience, often.

　　"This is my home,

　　We all love it,

　　There are fish in front,

　　There are flowers planted in the back. "

　　Although there are no fish in front of this small cabin, and there are no flowers in the back, after all, it is his home.

　　A rootless prodigal son, after a great drunkenness. What a pleasant feeling it was to suddenly find that there was a home to go back to? Who knows but us, prodigal sons?

　　Lu Xiaofeng sang a children's rhyme again, and the singing voice was very loud, because he suddenly found that his singing voice was getting better and better.

　　There was no light in the room, but as soon as he pushed the door open, he sensed someone inside. "I know who you are, and I know if you don't say anything. Lu Xiaofeng was laughing, and the voice of laughter was also very loud: "You are a wandering spirit, you are the patriarch here, you are waiting for me here, do you really want to kill me?" The people in the room were still silent.

　　Lu Xiaofeng laughed and said: "Even if you want to kill me, you won't plot against me, right? Because you are the first celebrity among the disciples of the Wudang layman, because you are Mr. Zhong, Zhong Wubone." He walked in, closed the door, and began to look for the fire breaker: "Actually, you were also an old friend of the Mudao people, but you shouldn't have secretly organized the Black Tiger Gang outside, otherwise how could the Mudao people deal with you?" There was still no echo, but there was a fire.

　　The fire fold lit up, shining on a person's face, a face with only skin and bones left, and those eyes that had sunken like skeletons were staring at Lu Xiaofeng without blinking.

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "Now that we are all dead, why bother with the previous grievances, let alone ......" He didn't continue.

　　His voice suddenly stopped, and the fire fold in his hand was suddenly extinguished.

　　He suddenly realized that this Mr. Zhong was really a dead man.

　　The room was pitch black, and Lu Xiaofeng stood in the dark without moving, only feeling that his hands and feet were cold, and his whole body was cold, as if he had fallen into the cold cellar all of a sudden.

　　It's not a cold cellar, it's a trap.

　　He saw it, but he couldn't escape.

　　There was no way for him to escape!

　　So he simply sat down, and as soon as he sat down, he heard footsteps outside, and then someone knocked on the door.

　　"Have you slept? I have something to tell you. The voice was soft, it was Ye Ling's voice, and Lu Xiaofeng closed his mouth.

　　"I know you didn't sleep, why didn't you open the door?" Ye Ling's voice became fierce: "Is there a woman hiding in your house?" Lu Xiaofeng finally sighed and said, "There is not even half a woman in this room, but there is a half-dead person. Ye Ling's voice was even more fierce: "I said, if you dare to let a woman into your house, I will kill you, whether you live or die." With a bang, the door was slammed open.

　　"The women here are all dead women. "

　　"This dead man happened to be a man. "

　　The fire fold lit up again, and Ye Ling finally saw the dead man: "What about half of it?" Lu Xiaofeng smiled bitterly: "There is still half a dead person who is me." "

　　Ye Ling looked at him, then at the dead man, and suddenly jumped up: "You killed him, how can you kill him, do you know who he is?" Lu Xiaofeng didn't speak, and he didn't have to speak, someone outside had already answered for him: "He knows."

　　The room was very small, the windows were also very small, Ye Ling blocked the door, and people outside couldn't get in at all.

　　But they have other ways to do it.

　　Suddenly, there was another "bang", and he did not reach out to block it, and even the roof collapsed, and the person who had been sitting in the house was suddenly in the open air.

　　Lu Xiaofeng didn't move.

　　The roof collapsed and hit him, and he neither reached out to block it, nor dodged it, but sighed.

　　It was the first time he had a home, and most likely the last. "It turns out that there are not only unlucky people in this world, but also unlucky houses," Lu Xiaofeng sighed: "The house is unlucky because it chose the wrong owner, and people are unlucky because they have made the wrong friends." "You're unlucky because you've done something wrong. "You can do anything, why do you want to kill him?"

　　"I told you a long time ago that even if you knew he was going to kill you, you couldn't kill him, otherwise even I wouldn't let you go. The last person to speak was Hai Qikuo, and the other two people, one was white-faced and beardless, and the other was gorgeously dressed, one was tall and thin, with a hunched eagle nose, one always with a smile on his face, and even admired himself, and the other was always sad and did not even appreciate himself.

　　陆小凤忽然问:"谁是表哥?"

　　Although there was still a smile on my cousin's smooth and white face, he sighed deliberately: "Fortunately, I'm not your cousin, otherwise I wouldn't be affected by you." Lu Xiaofeng also sighed deliberately and said, "Fortunately, you are not my cousin, otherwise I would have been killed by a headbutt." My cousin laughed and said, "I promise you don't have to hit your head to death, we can definitely come up with many other ways to kill you." He smiled even more happily, and he admired every word he spoke, and suddenly said, "I am a housekeeper, and I have to take care of this matter." He sighed sadly: "Actually, I don't like to meddle at all, I haven't slept well for a few months, and recently I have been suffering from backache and tooth pain, and my teeth are even more painful......" He nagged and kept complaining, not only very dissatisfied with his own life, but also dissatisfied with his own people.

　　Lu Xiaofeng said with a smile: "I didn't expect that there would be three people from the Senate Council.

　　Ye Ling suddenly said, "Four." "

　　Lu Xiaofeng was surprised: "You too?"

　　Ye Ling grimaced and said coldly: "The patriarch means that the qualifications are old, not the old.

　　表哥微笑道："说得好。 "

　　The housekeeper's wife said: "The old knife handle is not there, as long as the majority of the senators agree, one thing can be decided." Lu Xiaofeng said: "What's the matter." "

　　The cousin said, "Anything." "

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "How many people are the majority?"

　　The housekeeper's wife said: "There are a few people in the senator's association, and most of them are five people. Lu Xiaofeng breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Now it seems that you have only reached the fourth." The housekeeper's wife said, "Five."

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: Dead are counted?

　　The cousin said, "There are all dead people here, and Mr. Zhong just died one more time." Lu Xiaofeng said: "So you can decide one thing now." The cousin said leisurely: "You are very smart, of course you should know what we have to decide."

　　The housekeeper said, "We have to decide if you deserve to die?"

　　Lu Xiaofeng said: "Don't I have a chance to defend myself?"

　　The housekeeper said, "No."

　　Lu Xiaofeng only smiled bitterly.

　　Hai Qikuo said: "Do you think he deserves to die?...

　　The housekeeper said, "Of course damn it." "

　　The cousin said, "Ironclad must be damned." "

　　Hai Qikuo sighed and said, "I think Mr. Zhong certainly means the same as you.

　　The cousin said: "Now it only depends on what Miss Xiaoye means." "

　　Ye Ling bit his lip and landed Xiaofeng with the corner of his eye, his eyes were like a cat that had caught a mouse in his hand.

　　At this moment, someone suddenly said in the dark forest behind: "Why don't you ask me what I mean." Suddenly there was a light flickering in the dark forest, and a girl in a beautiful palace dress, walking out with a gauze lamp in her hand, and an An with very long hair followed them lazily.

　　She is not beautiful, her cheekbones are too high, her mouth is too big, and her misty eyes always seem to have not woken up.

　　She was dressed very casually, with a very wide black nightgown on her body, as if it was still used by men, with only a cloth belt casually tied, long hair scattered, bare white feet, and no shoes.

　　But she is undoubtedly a very special woman, and most men are immediately attracted to her as soon as they look at her.

　　Seeing her coming, her cousin frowned, Ye Ling was pouting, and the housekeeper's wife smiled reluctantly: "Do you think he deserves to die?" Her answer was crisp: "No." "

　　Ye Ling didn't express his opinion originally, but now he jumped up all of a sudden: "Why shouldn't it?" The woman smiled lazily and said, "If you want to sentence someone to death, at least there must be some evidence, what evidence do you have?" The housekeeper said: "Mr. Zhong's body is the evidence. "

　　The woman in the robe said, "After you kill someone, will you hide his body in your house?" The housekeeper looked at her cousin, and her cousin looked at Hai Qikuo, and none of them spoke.

　　Ye Ling jumped up again and said, "They don't have evidence, I do." The woman in the black robe said, "What do you have?" Ye Ling said: "I saw him shoot with my own eyes." When this sentence came out, not only Lu Xiaofeng was frightened, but even his cousin seemed to be surprised.

　　The woman in the black robe didn't even have a single expression on her face, and said lightly: "Even if you really see it, it's useless." "Ye Lingdao: Who said it was useless?"

　　The woman said, "I said it." "

　　She lazily walked up to Lu Xiaofeng, hooked her belt with one hand, and pulled her hair with the other: "If any of you are not convinced, you might as well move me first." Hai Qikuo sighed and said, "You have to do this, for what?" The woman in the black robe said, "Because I'm happy, because you can't control it." Hatch glared and said, "You must force us to do it?"

　　The woman said, "You dare?"

　　Hai Qikuo glared at her, his eyes seemed to be about to erupt with fire, but he didn't dare to move a finger.

　　The smile on my cousin's face was no longer visible, and his face was already pale: "Flower widow, you'd better be clear, the surname Hai is interesting to you, but I don't." The flower widow glanced at her from the corner of her eye, and said coldly: "How can you, with a few swordsmanship techniques you learned from the old Dao of Bashan, you dare to be presumptuous in front of me?" Cousin Tie Qing's face suddenly turned red again, and he suddenly shouted, drawing his sword, a soft sword that could be tied around his waist.

　　The soft sword shook in the wind, stretched straight, and in the flash of the sword light, he had already pounced.

　　Even Lu Xiaofeng couldn't have imagined that this gloomy and pretentious person would become so irritable and impulsive when his temper attacked.

　　The flower widow had already thought of it, and the hand hooked on the belt of the clothes shook, and the soft cloth belt was also shaken straight by her in the wind, and it rolled like a poisonous snake, and it had wrapped up her cousin's sword.

　　Only the best iron can make a soft sword, and who knows that his sword blade can't even cut the belt of his clothes. The flower widow's hand shook again, and the belt flew out again: "slap" sounded, hitting her cousin in the face.

　　The cousin's face was red, and Lu Xiaofeng's face was also a little red.

　　He suddenly noticed that there was nothing under the flower widow's wide robe.

　　The sash flew out, the placket unfolded, and the most important parts of her body were almost completely exposed.

　　But she didn't care at all, she still stood there lazily, and said, "Do you still want to try?" My cousin really wanted to try, but unfortunately the housekeeper and Hai Qikuo had stopped him.

　　Hatch rolled his throat and tried to take his eyes off the flower widow's robe, but he didn't even move.

　　The flower widow is not young, but her body still looks like a girl, but it is far more seductive and mature than a girl.

　　Hai Qikuo sighed again and said with a wry smile: "Can you tie your clothes first before talking?" The flower widow's answer was still so simple: "No." "

　　Haiqikuo said: "Why?"

　　The flower widow said: "Because I am happy, and because you can't control it."

　　The housekeeper's wife hurriedly said, "What do you mean?"

　　The flower widow said: "I don't want to do anything either, it's just that Lu Xiaofeng is the one who put the old knife in by himself, no matter who wants to kill him, he has to wait for the old knife to come back." The housekeeper said, "What now?" The flower widow said, "Now of course I will take him away." Ye Ling jumped up again and jumped higher: "Why do you want to take him away?" The flower widow said lightly: "Just rely on my belt." "

　　Ye Ling said: "What can this belt do?"

　　The flower widow said leisurely: "This belt can't be good, at most it can tie you, strip you naked, and let the hook ride on you." Ye Ling's face was flushed, and his fists were clenched, but he didn't dare to fight, so he only stomped his feet and said hatefully: "If my sister comes back, see if you dare to be so presumptuous." The flower widow smiled and said, "It's a pity that your sister didn't come back, so you can only watch me take him away." She took Lu Xiaofeng's hand, looked back and smiled: "I have a very big bed there, enough for both of us to sleep comfortably, why don't you hurry up and follow me?" She really took Lu Xiaofeng away, and everyone really just watched.

　　I don't know how long it took, Ye Ling suddenly said, "Old hook, are you a thing?" Hai Qikuo said: "I am not a thing, I am a person." "

　　Ye Ling sneered: "You can be considered a fucking person? Obviously only you can deal with that bitch here, why don't you dare to be surprised?" Hai Qikuo said: "Because I still want her to sleep with me." Ye Ling said: "Do you really think of women so much?"

　　Hai Qikuo said: "I think so badly." Ye Ling said: "Okay, if you kill her, I will sleep with you for three days." Hai Qikuo smiled: "Are you jealous? Do you like Lu Xiaofeng too?"

　　Ye Ling gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "Whether I'm jealous or not, anyway, what I say this time must count, I'm still young, but that is already an old woman, at least I'm better than her in this regard." Hai Qikuo said: "But ......"

　　Ye Ling said: "Do you want to see the goods first?"

　　She suddenly tore open her trouser legs, revealing a pair of smooth, round legs.

　　Hai Qikuo's eyes straightened again: "I can only see so much?"

　　Ye Ling said, "If you want to see anything else, go and slaughter the first." "