Fu Yunge felt itchy in his ears, and the girl's warm breath lingered on his neck.
He heard the girl's words clearly, and although he didn't know what the mystery was, his face turned slightly red. It seemed that he had learned some important secret, and he even felt a little dizzy for a moment.
With a "swish" sound, Fu Yunge was unprepared and was splashed in the face by a handful of water hidden behind her.
"Wow!" Fu Yunge shuddered and almost jumped from the boat.
"Hey, is the cold water comfortable?" The girl stuck out her tongue at him and sat back, still innocent and cute.
Fu Yunge raised his sleeves and wiped his face. He was still worried about whether he would wake up senior Lang Chenyan, so he lowered his voice and glared at the girl: "Hey!"
The girl looked at the mountains on both sides of the bank, her expression seemed very relaxed, but also a bit melancholy.
Fu Yunge saw that she suddenly became different, so he swallowed his anger and wanted to see what tricks she could do.
"Well, although I told you my name, but..." She suddenly shifted her gaze to Fu Yunge's face, "You must not say this name."
"Ah?" Fu Yunge was confused and confused by her inexplicable instructions, "Is there any secret?"
The girl was unwilling to explain the reason. She thought for a while and suddenly said: "Otherwise, you can just call me... Tumi!"
"Tumi?" Fu Yunge felt even more strange. She chose to hide her real name. Cui Yunyao didn't seem to have anything special to him.
But since she said so, it would be better not to continue asking.
After all, the relationship between the two was just a mutual one... Fu Yunge suddenly felt a little disappointed for no reason. As long as Yu Zichai is successfully dealt with, she will no longer be involved with herself.
"Yunge, are you reluctant to let me go?"
Suddenly, the girl who called herself Tumi looked at him and felt a little depressed again, and asked strangely.
Hearing that she had seen through his thoughts so unexpectedly, Fu Yunge's nerves were shaken, and his face changed as if he was frightened.
"You... don't talk nonsense." Fu Yunge's face sank, although his heart was still pounding.
"Hey, did you guess wrong?" Tumi asked as if he was joking. Fu Yunge quickly interrupted her, but his expression was a bit ugly.
The two quarreled on the boat, and the boat slowly slowed down. The vibration of the sampan caused ripples in circles around the boat.
Waterfowl lowered their wings and skimmed the mirror-like water. On both sides of the gorge, green trees cover the gray rocks. Under the shadow, they look like flowing ink scrolls.
The morning glow is like a dazzling array of things in Yun Mansion. In Lanyun Pavilion, all the sleepy people who came to climb the tower to admire the clouds have dispersed. There are also many leftovers on the wine table in the pavilion, and the cups and plates are in a mess.
The bright red color, from the picture pillars in front of the door to the carpet in the pavilion, is as gorgeous and eye-catching as peonies. The rich and gorgeous decorations, with carved dragons and lacquered phoenixes everywhere, are dazzling.
Lanyun Pavilion is known as the Twelve Turns of Glazed Pavilion, which refers to the twelve floors of the pavilion, connected by nine-colored glazed staircases. Climbing up the stairs step by step, you can see different styles even in the same sky.
At this time, there were not many people who came to climb the tower to enjoy the scenery. After all, the majestic clouds in the morning and evening, and the majestic clearing of the clouds, had basically been ignored at this time. The clouds in the early morning have dissipated, and now the sky is clear and there are not even a few passing clouds.
However, there are still two guests entering the building at this moment. They don't look like they are here for sightseeing. If you want to say who they look like, you can't tell.
They went upstairs one level at a time, not lingering much. But when they see those wine tables with guests, they will come over and pay more attention.
After climbing to the ninth floor, bright sunlight shines in through the window. The golden light was brilliant, making the room a brilliant golden red, as if every corner was shining.
"Hey, it seems there is no information you want here." Xiao Wanhu said lazily, following Lu Xiangxi.
The figure walking in front of Lu was none other than Lu Xiangxi. The two of them had been tracking all the way over the past few days, hoeing out nests of Jiuche owl shadows. Based on the clues they got, they came here.
"Yes." Lu Xiangxi raised his hand to cover the dazzling sunlight and walked around, "It's strange. According to the news, the shadow should be in the Lanyun Pavilion area. But the place is peaceful and there is no trace of him."
"You have to be patient when looking for someone." Xiao Wanhuo said leisurely and contentedly as he wandered around with his hands behind his head.
"Mr. Jiang's words clearly show his understanding of escaping from the world and practicing Qingxiu. I am just worried." Lu Xiangxi looked around for clues and said to him.
Xiao Wanhu has accepted the title of "Mr. Jiang" these days, but he still feels uncomfortable with Lu Xiangxi's somewhat dull but upright Confucian character. He said this, although he knew he didn't mean to hurt himself, but it still sounded strange.
In the past few days, he has not forgotten to collect the whereabouts of Xi Zishi. But this bastard seemed to have evaporated, and there was no news about him.
The letter stayed with him for a long time. What was more important was that he considered the money Xi Zishi promised to give him. Thinking of how generous he was at that time, I wondered if this guy just wanted to play with me...
"Damn it." The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Xiao Wanhu lowered his head and cursed angrily.
"Mr. Jiang, what did you say?" Lu Xiangxi over there heard the dirty words he muttered and turned his head to ask.
Xiao Wanhu waved her hands quickly: "It's okay, there's nothing. Just go about your business."
