Chapter 8

/Banxia Novel Exclusive/

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Lu Xiaofeng was walking on the way to the residence of Master Guisun. When he passed the bridge, he looked down the bridge and did not see the young man with the red wood hairpin.

Master Guisun was drunk and had a jar of wine in his hand - he had spent all the money he got from Jin Jiuling a few days ago.

As soon as he saw Lu Xiaofeng, he asked, "Have you met the owner of Wanwu Building?" "

Yes."

"Through the screen."

"No, in person."

Old Master Guisun was angry and sat up abruptly, "He actually met you in person

, but you only met me through the screen!" Lu Xiaofeng explained with a smile, "Although we met face to face, he had a half mask covering his face, so we still didn't know what he looked like."

Old Master Guisun lay back and muttered, "Pretending to be mysterious..."

Lu Xiaofeng did not tell Old Master Guisun about Jin Jiuling's true identity. Wuqing had reminded him before leaving, so he didn't stay for long before saying goodbye to Old Master Guisun.

On the way back, he saw the young man with the red wood hairpin, who was sitting on the street selling some small things, of many kinds, all kinds of things.

Lu Xiaofeng stopped in front of his stall, and the young man looked up at him, his eyes were clear, and his pupils were slightly light, like amber in the sunlight.

Lu Xiaofeng smiled and asked: "Aren't you going to row the boat today?"

"No, I plan to go to the next place to do some other business."

The young man also smiled at Lu Xiaofeng, his eyes curved, and his smile was sincere.

Lu Xiaofeng squatted down and looked down at the small things on the stall.

There was an area where some animal wooden carvings were placed, which were vivid and very cute. Some of the wooden carvings were painted, and some were still in the original wood color.

Lu Xiaofeng saw a varnished wooden fish, about the size of his thumb. For some reason, he always felt that there was something about this fish that made him very interested.

What was it?

Lu Xiaofeng: Look -

Bu Zao sat cross-legged on the box, propped up his chin and looked at Lu Xiaofeng lazily, and asked: "Do you like it? We have met several times, so I will give you a discount."

Lu Xiaofeng pointed to the thumb-sized wooden fish: "How much is this one?"

Bu Zao's smile deepened: "The original price is six cents, I'll sell it to you for three cents."

Lu Xiaofeng was happy: "Can I make back my money?" Bu Zao replied: "Yes."

Lu Xiaofeng felt that he had a good relationship with the young man in front of him, so he took out three cents and asked his name.

"My name is Bu Zao." The young man said, "Bu for Bu Lu, Zao for Zao Wan."

Lu Xiaofeng smiled and said, "My name is Lu Xiaofeng."

Bu Zao laughed loudly, "Lu for Lu Xiaofeng, Xiao for Lu Xiaofeng, Feng for Lu Xiaofeng. I know you, Lu Xiaofeng with four eyebrows."

Lu Xiaofeng was even happier. The new friend seemed to be a very lively person, so supportive.

Bu Zao had to stay here to sell goods. After Lu Xiaofeng took the small wooden carved fish, he said goodbye to him and continued on his way back with a smile.

The place he was going back to was Wanwu Building. Sikong Zhaixing was neither a subordinate nor a friend of Chongming, but he became a guest himself, and Lu Xiaofeng was the guest of the guest.

This relationship is really weird, Lu Xiaofeng kept sighing, but the owner of the house let it go, maybe it was a disguised acquiescence.

Chong Ming finally showed up today, looking a little tired, with a scent of ink, and met Lu Xiaofeng.

It's strange to say, Chong Ming is the only one living here, and there are not even some servants. It doesn't look like the pomp of a mysterious organization.

Even though Chong Ming didn't pay much attention to him, Lu Xiaofeng still said to him: "Master Chong, do you know where Sikong Zhaixing went?"

"I don't know." Chong Ming glanced at him and actually answered him, "Maybe he went somewhere wild."

He didn't seem to care where Sikong Zhaixing went. Maybe as long as Sikong Zhaixing and him had an intersection and could help him become famous in the future, nothing else mattered.

Very utilitarian, but not disguising it, to be honest is obviously much better than hiding it.

Lu Xiaofeng hid his hand in his sleeve and played with the small wooden fish. He stood side by side with Zhongming, standing by the pool in a daze, neither of them spoke.

There was nothing in the pool, and the figures of the two people and the white clouds floating leisurely above were clearly reflected.

Silence, endless silence. The white clouds floated silently, and the leaves rustled.

What on earth is this period of time

? Bu Zao wondered.

Lu Xiaofeng really enjoyed this quiet time. He turned his head to look at Zhongming. The half-silver mask was facing Lu Xiaofeng, shining with a cold light, reflecting the blurred outline of Lu Xiaofeng.

The mask covered the upper right half of Chongming's face tightly, and the corners of his lips were tightly pursed, showing that he was worried.

Lu Xiaofeng looked at the empty green pond again and asked, "Don't you want to raise some fish?" Chongming said lightly, "No. It's a waste of time."

There was no way to continue the conversation like this.

Lu Xiaofeng still wanted to find a topic to talk about. After thinking for a while, he opened his palm, and inside was the wooden fish bought from Bu Zao: "I have a fish."

Chongming glanced at it, and then paused.

Seeing him looking at the wooden fish in his palm, Lu Xiaofeng narrowed his eyes and smiled, "I made a friend on the road, and he sold it to me at half price. It's very small and cute, right?"

Chongming stared at the little fish.

Bu Zao sighed in his heart. He thought it would take some time before he could have the role of this fish... Lu Xiaofeng was really awesome.

- Thank you, Lu Xiaofeng.

"Can I... take a look at this fish?"

Zhong Ming's voice was a little hoarse, as if he was suppressing some emotion.

He stared at the wooden fish lying in Lu Xiaofeng's palm with a strange look.

Lu Xiaofeng paused slightly, blinked, and handed the wooden fish to him.

Zhong Ming reached out to take it, looking at it over and over again, his pale fingertips brushing across every pattern, his eyes revealing some emotions that Lu Xiaofeng could not understand, like expectation, stubbornness, anger, all rolled into a ball, like a rolling cloud.

But after a moment, this complex and confusing emotion turned into disappointment.

The young owner of Wanwu Building lowered his eyes, his expression showing a sense of despair. He silently returned the wooden fish in his hand to Lu Xiaofeng.

"Thank you." Zhongming said softly.

Lu Xiaofeng looked at the fish in his hand, and many speculations came to his mind. He couldn't help asking: "Could it be that the owner of Zhonglou... once had a similar fish?"

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't think of any other possibility. If there was anything that could make Zhongming look so vivid, it was probably related to his past.

"Yes." Zhongming answered him calmly, seeming very honest, "It's somewhat similar to the one I had before, but it's different."

"How is it different?"

"The eyes."

Lu Xiaofeng looked down at the fish's eyes. The eyes were very round, a big circle inside a small circle, ordinary and normal, but if you look at it for a long time, it's as if it's staring at you.

- But no matter if it's a living fish or a dead fish, all fish in the world stare at you with their eyes open.

By the way, can a wood-carved fish look anything special?

"Just a fish shouldn't make you feel familiar, right?" Lu Xiaofeng asked curiously, "It's the carving skills - my new friend is Bu Zao, who is about the same age as me, but you know him..."

"Bu Zao... the carving skills are just a little similar, but he is not someone I know."

Chongming seemed very cooperative on the topic of wood-carved fish, and his expression seemed thoughtful.

Lu Xiaofeng understood it very smoothly. I'm afraid that the person who gave Chongming the wood-carved fish is very important to Chongming... otherwise, why would Chongming show such a complicated look? Bu Zao

believed that the smart Lu Xiaofeng must have received and understood the message he wanted to convey.

——Even a strange and lonely person like Chongming can be moved by people and things.

So Chongming shut his mouth again. Perhaps he felt that he had said too much just now. He looked a little annoyed and frowned tightly.

Lu Xiaofeng did not continue to ask.

Everyone has a past that they don't want others to know, Lu Xiaofeng has it, and Chongming has it too.

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Yihua Palace is like spring all year round. During this spring, all the flowers are in full bloom, colorful and beautiful.

However, there is a cold atmosphere in Yihua Palace, which is completely opposite to the warmth of spring.

Since the news of the purchase from Wanwu Tower appeared in the main hall of Yihua Palace in the form of a letter not long ago, everyone in the palace, including the two palace masters, was extremely shocked.

It was a thick stack of letters with a faint floral scent. On the lower right of the outer envelope were written the three sharp small characters "Wanwulou". After opening it, it was exactly the message Yaoyue had specifically requested.

Jin Jiuling's experience and everything he had done were clearly listed in it.

The stack of letters lay openly beside the chair in the hall, and Yaoyue saw it as soon as she walked up.

Although the desired message was indeed received, Yaoyue was slightly angered by Wanwulou's behavior. She believed that Wanwulou had sent people to sneak into Yihua Palace to show off its power, and then for three consecutive days, she turned Yihua Palace upside down.

In the end, nothing was found.

If it was found that there was just a small amount of money equivalent to the tail gold missing from the warehouse, it would be considered a gain.

Yao Yue became even more angry, and the coldness emanating from her body was almost physical. She did not express any opinions, but her anger was like the cold wind in the winter, making the disciples of Yihua Palace tremble with fear.

Lian Xing wanted to persuade them, but he did not know where to start, and hesitantly stood aside.

Yao Yue almost muttered to herself

: "Does Wanwu Tower do this because it does not take me seriously?" Lian Xing felt a little strange whether it was true or not. After a pause, she said: "It is Wanwu Tower that is arrogant and conceited." "Entering Yihua Palace is like entering a deserted place. They have the capital to be conceited." Yao Yue's tone was like ice chips in a cold pond in winter.

Lian Xing tried to say what Yao Yue wanted to hear, and said carefully: "Sister, why not send someone to dampen their temper, so that they dare not look down on Yihua Palace again."

Yao Yue did not say anything.

Lian Xing thought that she and her sister had not found any trace of Wanwu Building... Was this not right? Yao

Yue said coldly: "Forget about Wanwu Building, go get the goods back first and settle accounts with Jin Jiuling."

Lian Xing hesitated and said: "Jin Jiuling should be with Wuqing Constable now, should we send someone to

go with him..." Yao Yue said: "I will go myself."

Lian Xing was startled, and Yao Yue continued: "You stay."

"...Okay, sister."

Lian Xing could feel that Yao Yue was very unhappy. This time she went out to settle accounts with Jin Jiuling... Jin Jiuling's end might be very miserable.

Yao Yue set off quickly and headed straight to where Wu Qing was. Coincidentally, Wu Qing was also bringing Jin Jiu Ling to her to give an account.

Jin Jiu Ling was now trapped in Wu Qing's hands as a criminal. Although he knew that he was inferior to Wu Qing, he was extremely unwilling in his heart. He dreamed about it during the day and hoped that his plastic partner would come to rescue him day and night.

But the guy who ordered him to entrust Si Kong Zhai Xing to steal people, his partner, Young Master Bat, did not come to rescue him on the way.

Jin Jiu Ling was desperate.

Damn the owner of Wanwu Tower! Damn Young Master Bat!

Damn Wuqing!

Wuqing sighed, looked coldly at Jin Jiuling who was glaring at him, and said, "It's no use for you to glare at me."

Jin Jiuling said coldly, "My eyes are my own. Do I need your permission to look at anyone?"

If it had not been decided to hand Jin Jiuling over to Yihua Palace for disposal, Wuqing really wanted to hand Jin Jiuling over to the victims whose eyes he had blinded.

The thief who did that dared to say such a thing

. Wuqing said calmly: "Do you know what you look like now? You look like a scoundrel, shameless and ridiculous."

Jin Jiuling's forehead veins popped out: "Wuqing!"

The silver sword boy hit him hard with the sword. Jin Jiuling felt the pain and glared at the silver sword boy.

Wuqing did not stop him.

After a short rest, several people continued on their way.