"Old man, why are you pretending to be a ghost?"
Unfortunately, not everyone recognized the mirage, and some people still pointed at the boss’s nose and shouted that they had been deceived.
"It's a small skill for you to enjoy, but it's not like pretending to be a ghost."
The boss was not angry, but bowed his head and apologized. His friendly attitude made the face of the person who made the accusation look too ugly.
Facing this good-tempered little old man, some people laughed nonchalantly.
Lu Yun saw that some people left quickly after the mirage appeared and rushed back to report the news.
The subsequent performance continued, with the little old man standing on the side of the high platform, directing the entire juggling team.
"He's looking at me, no, at us."
Fu Xiu's words are firm.
They did not leave, they were sitting in the spectator position, and the little old man looked at them openly and openly.
He wanted them to know he was watching them.
"Um."
When Lu Yun's eyes met the other person's, Lu Yun confirmed Fu Xiu's guess, but she thought more.
The wind blows on the water surface, and waves suddenly arise. Storms and clouds are about to rise among the water and clouds.
The time was bubbling, and when the juggling came to an end, the crowd gradually dispersed, and Fu Xiu followed behind Lu Yun.
It's strange to say that even though this was the second time the two met, Fu Xiu always felt that she had endless things to say to each other.
"Lu Yun, you're staying at Chang'an Inn, right? I'll move there too."
The title was changed. Fu Xiu was very enthusiastic and didn't care whether Lu Yun answered or not.
"I'll go back and pack my things first. You wait for me."
As soon as he finished speaking, he left.
Lu Yun, who was carrying a heavy sword, raised his eyebrows as he looked at the opponent's back. The opponent was quite clever.
When Lu Yun returned to the inn, not surprisingly, the guests teased her again.
Smiling lightly, Lu Yun sat cross-legged in the room, placing Wuzhuo on his legs.
Since leaving the Hidden Sword Sect, she has encountered some problems on the road, and she always uses this Wuzhou.
Although she couldn't use any sword moves with Wu Zhuo, she understood the principle of defeating ten masters with one force. The wide open and wide slashes were enough to deal with some young people.
But with this method, she would be at a disadvantage against a monk with a little knowledge.
She didn't want to use Hanjiangxue and Weihouzhen until it was absolutely necessary.
Her fingers brushed against the thick and thick blade of the sword, feeling the heavy weight. Lu Yun was immersed in the scar left by Black Mountain on her.
The knife marks were engraved in the soul, and after half a month, they were only touched a little bit.
This little bit of Dao Yun was turned into his own use under the guidance of Lu Yun.
The shocking Huangquan sword that day has now become the talk of the world of cultivation.
It is said that the fight between Heishan and Bodhizi was turned upside down that day. The two powerful men faced each other, and the aftermath of a single move was unstoppable.
That black market was dismantled.
No one sighed. After all, the black market originated from the Black Mountain. Now that the ancient city has disappeared, there is no need for the black market to exist.
The final result of that battle ended with Heishan seriously injuring Na Bodhizi with a knife.
Interestingly, Heishan did not pursue the victory at that time, but quickly escaped with little Heishan, so some people speculated that Heishan should also be seriously injured.
However, because of the turmoil caused by this battle, the truth about the destruction of the Black Mountain clan became known.
The other side of Bodhi Cave said some evasive words in an attempt to clear themselves up.
Believe it or not, everyone has a balance in their hearts.
On the contrary, those who had participated in it had to be on tenterhooks. Montenegro's desire for revenge had already turned into a flame soaring into the sky. Who knew when he would come knocking on the door.
The sandalwood beads on Lu Yun's left wrist exuded a peaceful fragrance, soothing Lu Yun's complicated and disturbing thoughts.
After her mind calmed down, Lu Yun stayed in the room for five days.
On July 10th, the news of Mrs. Chunfeng's return had already spread, and many people were waiting at the city gate.
Lu Yun stood on the roof of the inn, looking at the guard of honor not far away, a little surprised.
The large sedan chair carried by sixteen people was smooth and had no fluctuations.
The octagonal top hangs down like clouds of silk, and the golden silk is as dazzling as a golden crow in the sun.
The bead curtain swayed in it.
Lu Yun could see clearly that those pearls were enough to be used as materials for refining high-grade elixirs, but here they were nothing more than vulgar objects that covered Mrs. Chunfeng's appearance.
A sudden wind blew up the bead curtain, revealing half of the woman's face inside.
Her skin is as bright as the bright moon, and her lips are smeared with bright lipstick. The delicate red color is slightly raised, which is the beauty of the four months in the world.
The long and narrow phoenix eyes passed by in a flash. Lu Yun didn't see the lady's expression clearly. The curtain had already fallen.
On the other hand, the redness at the corners of the other person's eyes made her look even more beautiful in the haze, half-hiding her face while holding her pipa in her arms.
Beautiful and charming, her appearance is peerless.
This was Lu Yun's understanding when she first met Mrs. Chunfeng.
Behind the sedan, followed a group of beautiful maids, all of whom were also beautiful.
This ceremonial guard has attracted the attention of countless people since it appeared at the city gate. People walking out of the streets and alleys cheered and were joyful.
They are happy that Mrs. Chunfeng is back.
Lu Yun looked at this scene, and then thought about the dull appearance of her family on the top of the mountain, she felt a little bit sad that her master was not worthy of such a beauty.
Could it be that my master has unrequited love...
"Tsk, are you finally willing to give up?"
A familiar voice appeared, it was Fu Xiu who came looking for him.
He stood next to Lu Yun and watched Mrs. Chunfeng's guard of honor walking through the long street, bringing the crowd with it.
The sounds of exclamation are endless.
"This one is indeed a natural beauty."
Fu Xiu smacked her lips and looked at Lu Yun again.
"You have been in seclusion these past few days. You probably don't know that a big event happened in Shuiyunjian."
This topic intrigued Lu Yun, and she looked at Fu Xiu, as if she was all ears.
"hey-hey."
Fu Xiu smiled proudly, blinked and refused to continue.
He wanted to show off, but was defeated by Lu Yun's quiet look and curled his lips.
"Remember that vaudeville troupe we met earlier."
"The mirage was stolen that day. In order to find the mirage, the troupe made a big fuss among the water and clouds. So far, there has been no movement."
"Today they are planning to ask Mrs. Chunfeng for help."
The existence of the mirage is enough to attract people to covet it. Whoever gets the young mirage and raises it well will be a very powerful helper after the other party gets the golden elixir.
It is normal for some people to take such desperate risks.
"Let's go, I'll take you to see the excitement."
Fu Xiu thought about it, and pulled Lu Yun's sleeve, trying to lead him to Yun Xianglou, but he didn't move.
It wasn't Lu Yun who used his strength.
Fu Xiu looked at the clumsy heavy sword behind Lu Yun, with a confused expression on her face.
This sword... doesn't seem to match Lu Yun's thin appearance, yet the other party just carries this sword on his back and swaggers through the streets.
In the past few days, the mirage incident had become a new topic of conversation, and those watching the excitement at Chang'an Inn dispersed.
"Let's go."
Lu Yun took the initiative to take a step forward.
Her pace was still very slow, and the spiritual power in her body was gradually nourished throughout her body according to the mental method of Yunjian Jue.
The Yunjian Jue does not enhance spiritual power, but only tempers the spiritual power one possesses into the flesh and blood bit by bit, so that the body can withstand the weight of being without clumsiness.
(End of chapter)
