Chapter 57 Old Deng and Little Deng
Before Hua Manlou could ponder this further, the stranger suddenly interrupted them.
"Little Sister Lu, I hit it off with Master Lu at first sight, but after recounting all that has happened, I feel an overwhelming sadness in my heart. At this moment, I only wish to get drunk to ease my sorrow."
As she spoke, she moved even closer and took Lu Yusheng's hand.
It wasn't until he got closer that Lu Yusheng realized there were indeed tears in Sikong Zhaixing's eyes.
No wonder he was able to catch it, I'm impressed.
Before she could finish her exclamation, she heard her continue, "Sister, do you have any wine here? How about I bring some out and invite Master Lu to have a few drinks? I'll put all the expenses on your tab."
Having stayed here for so long, Sikong Zhaixing naturally knew that Lu Yusheng had some of Lu Xiaofeng's fine wines, but she was unwilling to open them until everyone had arrived.
Now that he finally had the chance, he didn't have the patience to wait until he was dressed as a man again.
"Ah..." She paused, then looked at Lu Xiaofeng: "Is it alright, Young Master Lu?"
Lu Xiaofeng's original intention in bringing the wine that day was to give it to Lu Yusheng. Now that the woman who spoke up was her sister, she must have been willing herself, and had no objections at this moment.
Unfortunately, I didn't ride a horse on the way here, so it wasn't very convenient to carry my things and I didn't buy any more wine.
"Master Lu, I should toast you with this cup."
As soon as the first cup was filled, Sikong Zhaixing gently raised her cup and bowed towards Lu Xiaofeng's position.
The latter, of course, wouldn't let an awkward silence occur. He not only accepted the glass but also drank it down in one gulp with great gusto.
Lu Yusheng and Hua Manlou tacitly offered the wine to the two of them.
Originally, Lu Yusheng didn't have a strong desire for this stuff, let alone ancient wines, so he wasn't very interested in trying it.
The two people in the center of the drinking party were drinking with great interest. By the time the jar of strong liquor was empty, Tamamo-no-Mae's fair skin was flushed.
He groggily brought his face closer to Lu Xiaofeng, squinting for a while before finally seeing the man's face clearly. Then, he suddenly smiled broadly and said, "Great Hero Lu..."
Even Lu Xiaofeng, who was used to seeing all kinds of beauties, couldn't help but feel his heart race.
Sikong Zhaixing first murmured something in a daze, as if talking in a dream, her snow-white eyelashes fluttering.
Then, as if suddenly realizing her rudeness, she said shyly, "Please forgive me, sir. I am not a good drinker and have been impolite. I will take my leave now."
After saying that, she subtly winked at Lu Yusheng and called out softly, "Sister, would you mind helping your older sister upstairs to rest?"
Lu Yusheng never expected that he would have a role even though he had barely spoken that evening. Although he was reluctant, he still got up to greet him.
But when his two slender arms actually encircled her neck, she suddenly stopped, and in the end, she gave him a warning look without saying anything.
It roughly means... if you dare to put any force on me, you're dead.
Sikong Zhaixing certainly didn't put all the support on Lu Yusheng. Their little Lu is at the age where he's growing, and he's so thin and weak, how could they let him get hurt?
With unsteady steps and hesitant movements, he climbed the stairs, glancing at the table one last time before disappearing completely into the stairwell.
Seeing that Lu Xiaofeng was still watching his back, she couldn't help but wink at him playfully before disappearing from his sight.
Once they were fully inside the second floor, Lu Yusheng withdrew his hand from his shoulder, but to be on the safe side, he still professionally continued acting, escorting him into the room.
After entering the room, he plopped down on the edge of the bed, looked up, and sighed, "I'm exhausted—"
Sikong Zhaixing found it incredibly funny and said helplessly, "I didn't even exert any effort, why are you tired?"
Although it didn't take much effort, the psychological pressure was immense.
Especially when their eyes met, she felt guilty and dared not look at them.
"My conscience won't allow it," Lu Yusheng said, rubbing his temples, his voice strained.
Sikong Zhaixing also shook his head and sighed: "If you're going to do business, don't keep this useless stuff."
Lu Yusheng didn't reply. Seeing that he had already started to disassemble the headdress, even though he had already archived the precious photos, a trace of regret still rose in his heart for no reason.
"Why are you in such a hurry to remove your makeup? Aren't you coming down?"
The latter shook his head and replied to Lu Yusheng's curious little face, "I'm not going."
If he really succeeds, how will he seduce other women?
"Don't worry, he will see that 'Tamamo-no-Mae' girl again, but..."
Sikong Zhaixing paused, put her index finger to her lips in a "shh" gesture, and continued, "But only when I need it."
Lu Yusheng fell silent... "This feels so evil, Xiaoxing, you're going to become the villain."
Overwhelmed with a sudden surge of awe for this high-level relationship expert, I decided not to disturb his rest any longer and got up to leave.
Therefore, when Lu Xiaofeng saw the man yawning as he emerged from Tamamo-no-Mae's room the next day, he was filled with unease.
Out of politeness, he shouldn't look, but he really didn't dare to think about what had happened if he didn't look. He breathed a sigh of relief when he confirmed that although the room was a bit messy, there was no one else in sight.
He then said sternly, "Brother, this house is occupied. It's best not to trespass without permission."
Under the questioning gaze of the other party, the young man being scolded looked helpless. He glanced at him several times before interrupting as if he didn't know where to start, "It's me, Sikong Zhaixing."
"Monkey spirit? What are you doing in Miss Jade's room?"
Sikong Zhaixing remained outwardly calm, but inwardly he was on high alert. He knew that he couldn't reveal the slightest flaw in front of Lu Xiaofeng at this moment, or he would fail in everything if Lu Xiaofeng deduced anything.
So he rubbed his eyes and said wearily, "I don't know. I just arrived here last night. Xiao Lu told me to sleep here, saying that all the other rooms were occupied."
"What happened to the people who were originally in the house?"
"Of course I didn't see it. I've been the only one in this house since I went in."
Lu Xiaofeng knew his friend's personality; he wouldn't lie about something like this.
Thinking back on it now, he did seem to have heard the sound of a door opening last night, and it did indeed come from Miss Yu's room, but he hadn't paid it any mind at the time...
Did she leave during the night?
Lu Xiaofeng was a little worried; it was too dangerous for such a beautiful girl to travel alone.
So they went downstairs to find Lu Yusheng, who was preparing breakfast, and Sikong Zhaixing accompanied them.
First, he pretended to know nothing and comforted her: "Don't worry, it's not that easy for anything to happen."
After saying that, she casually teased, "You care so much, could it be that you lost your sweetheart?"
Sikong Zhaixing wasn't annoyed by the lack of a reply. When she saw Lu Yusheng in the kitchen, her body instinctively went over to wash the vegetables for her.
With two large men crammed into the small kitchen, it was hard for her not to notice.
When Lu Yusheng looked up and saw these two people, his hands paused while kneading the dough. However, seeing Sikong Zhaixing's calm and collected demeanor, he figured that he hadn't been exposed yet, which reassured him somewhat.
The silence didn't last long. After Lu Xiaofeng stopped, he quickly asked her, "Xiao Lu, has Miss Yu already left? Is it dangerous for her to travel alone? With her unusual appearance..."
He didn't see the person he was looking forward to along the way, and he guessed that she had probably already left.
"It's alright," Lu Yusheng replied firmly, pretending to knead dough while keeping his head down, not daring to look at Lu Xiaofeng in front of him, nor even glancing at Sikong Zhaixing beside him.
"She's gone, but don't worry, my sister is quite skilled in martial arts and has decent agility, she'll be fine."
These words still failed to completely reassure Lu Xiaofeng, so he persistently asked, "Which way did she go?"
This stumped Lu Yusheng again. Fortunately, she had heard some of Hua Manlou's stories about the martial arts world before, and she knew a few place names. She casually made up a story: "They went to Xixia to seek refuge with our aunt."
"You previously mentioned that you came from a foreign land, so are you from Western Xia?"
Lu Xiaofeng reacted quickly, soon connecting this to her previous remarks.
"No, that's not it. Sorry, it's not convenient to say." Lu Yusheng shook his head. If they really encountered guests from Xixia in the future, the technological differences would be obvious at a glance, and it would be too easy to expose their secret.
After all, this was her family matter, and seeing that the other party was avoiding Lu Xiaofeng, he didn't want to ask too much. Although he was a little disappointed that Miss Yu left without saying goodbye, he could only let it go.
Looking at Sikong Zhaixing, who seemed quite adept at the activities, he suddenly asked, "When did you two become so familiar with each other?"
Upon hearing this, Lu Yusheng paused for a moment. If he confessed that he had been living here all along, his time of appearance would likely overlap with that of his "cousin," increasing the risk of exposure.
If she said she would only stay for a short while before leaving, she worried that the two of them might have already communicated privately. At this moment, if she gave a random time, she couldn't guarantee that their stories would be consistent, so she didn't know how to answer.
Fortunately, Sikong Zhaixing quickly chimed in: "Is washing vegetables for our good friend considered 'so familiar'? Lu Xiaoji, you're being too distant with Xiaolu."
Before the other party could refute him, he poured the dirty water from washing the vegetables into the bucket, shook the remaining water off his hands, and then picked out two cloves of garlic from the vegetable basket and threw them at Lu Xiaofeng.
Most of the vegetables here were purchased by him in the city a few days ago, so he naturally knows exactly what kinds they are.
Seeing that the latter had already skillfully caught it, he continued, "Don't just stand there, peel this garlic too."
Lu Xiaofeng was stunned for a moment, seemingly not understanding how the topic had jumped from pretty girls to peeling garlic.
Seeing that he didn't move, Sikong Zhaixing assumed he was unwilling and lectured him, "You won't even help with this small favor. Xiao Lu is going to cry."
Lu Xiaofeng certainly didn't mean that, but after hearing these words, he subconsciously looked at the girl who had suddenly been mentioned along with him.
Lu Yusheng didn't react at all, but just looked up and smiled sensibly: "It's okay, I can do it myself."
Hearing her say that, Lu Xiaofeng, who had been hesitating, immediately took action.
He rolled up his sleeves and began peeling garlic with his hands, which had honed the world's best finger skills.
Hua Manlou, returning from his walk, remained silent for a long time regarding this situation.
"It was my oversight."
He said in a very serious voice, "Miss Lu always goes to great lengths for us, but I just sit back and enjoy the fruits of her labor. That's really going too far."
Lu Yusheng, who had been smiling, saw that he seemed to be really concerned and quickly became serious, comforting him: "But you often treated me to meals before. I only cooked a few dishes, it didn't take much time."
What's even more embarrassing to say is that this additional catering service could easily be included in the generous accommodation fee for several people.
This small shop was able to survive its initial stages thanks to their help.
She cherished this relationship, so she didn't care about these little things, but Hua Manlou was different. This time, his attitude was unusually firm.
Lu Yusheng felt helpless, but he couldn't help feeling a little touched, so he joined in the kneading of the dough.
The three people's efforts eventually resulted in several bowls of noodles with toppings, which were then served on the table.
Just as the group was having their meal, an old man with a white beard approached slowly from afar, under the watchful eyes of Lu Xiaofeng and Sikong Zhaixing.
Because Lu Yusheng didn't care much about formalities, he didn't sit in the main seat and, with his back to the door, didn't notice immediately.
When they noticed the reactions of the two people directly opposite them and looked in that direction, the old man was already quite close.
She didn't hear the footsteps, or rather, the footsteps were so light that even an ordinary person would have had difficulty hearing them, let alone someone with Hua Manlou's keen hearing.
This suggests that he is likely a trained martial artist.
The old man had a vigorous face and a steady gait. If it weren't for the fact that Sikong Zhaixing was still sitting properly opposite him, Lu Yusheng, who had just witnessed his superb disguise skills the day before, would almost have thought that this was another one of him in disguise.
After all, this is strikingly similar to the old man he was dressed as when they first met.
As the person drew closer, Lu Yusheng stopped worrying about those random thoughts, put down his chopsticks, and got up to greet them.
"Senior, are you looking for a meal or a place to stay?"
Although neither of these are the store's main businesses, recommending games to someone of that age would be really inappropriate.
The old man had deep eyes. Upon hearing this, he first looked at her seriously for a couple of seconds, and then his gaze slowly passed over Lu Yusheng and landed on the round table behind him.
He observed the group of young people who possessed remarkable strength, and after a brief assessment, he discovered that they all had profound internal strength. He couldn't help but wonder if any of them were from one of the sects he knew.
"Senior, you haven't replied to me yet."
The sound, appearing once again, finally caught his attention.
Feng Qingyang looked down. This girl should be the shopkeeper that Linghu Chong had mentioned to him. She wasn't very old and didn't seem to have any internal strength. She was probably just an ordinary person.
He coughed, but what he said made Lu Yusheng so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth.
"Do you have a sword-fighting game here? Show me."
That day on Mount Emei, in order to win the duel, Linghu Chong had to use a few sword techniques he had learned from the Cliff of Contemplation. Although he remembered that he did not use the moves of the Dugu Nine Swords, he was still worried that Yue Buqun would see through his disguise.
He didn't want to assume any ill will about his master, but Feng Qingyang was too lazy to deal with him. He originally intended to hide his whereabouts to avoid trouble, but he was piqued by Linghu Chong's mention of a swordsman game to distract him.
What kind of game could be as magical as he described, where you can not only freely control the characters in the painting to walk and fight, but also have several scenes performed by the mannequins in the painting appear every now and then?
And that "promotional CG," isn't the phrase "one sword breaks all laws" referring to himself?
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