Lou Jinhuan woke up and regained a lot of energy, but the pain in her legs became more obvious. Although the skin was not broken, it still hurt a lot. She asked Su Yuan for ointment and applied a layer of it. It was cold. It's cold and feels better this time.
In the evening, Lanyun Temple has a beautiful scenery. The orange-red sunset hangs on the top of the mountain, blooming into a magnificent scenery.
The Zen room where Lou Jinhuan lived was on the top of the mountain, and she could see it from the window. She put her hands on the window, leaned forward slightly, and took a deep breath.
The air mixed with the fragrance of grass and trees is refreshing. After taking a breath, Lou Jinhuan feels like he wakes up instantly. Although it is still August and it is hot at the foot of the mountain, the temperature on the mountain is always lower than that on the mountain, especially in the morning and evening. It was cold for more than a minute. One layer was enough when she was down the mountain. But when she stood for a while on the mountain, she felt extremely cold and had to put on a large cloak.
She turned around to get her clothes and heard Su Yuan knocking on the door outside.
"Sir, the host asked if you would like to have dinner together?"
Lou Jinhuan thought for a moment and said, "I'm with the host and the others today. From now on, we will send them all to our yard and not eat together, lest they feel uncomfortable."
"Yes." Su Yuan took the order.
In the evening, Lou Jinhuan took the Xueyiwei people and the presiding masters to eat together. After dinner, they discussed the arrangements for praying for the next five days. It was very different from previous years. On the first day, they took a bath and fasted, burned incense in front of the Buddha and listened to sutras.
On the second and third days, I would recite sutras on time, one in the morning and one in the evening. On the fourth day, I would copy the sutras in my room. On the fifth day, I would offer the sutras in front of the Buddha, so I didn’t have to show up. The arrangement seemed It’s compact, but actually has a lot of room for movement.
Although Lou Jinhuan did not believe in Buddhism, he still completed the entire journey as arranged.
Xiao Qi hasn't shown up in the past few days, and he doesn't know what he is doing, but Lou Jinhuan knows that he is nearby.
On the evening of the fifth day, Lou Jinhuan sat on the top of the mountain, watching the Golden Crow sink to the west, smiled, and gently adjusted the strings in his hand with his fingers.
There is a peach forest on the top of the mountain. There are no peach blossoms at this time, only green leaves.
Lou Jinhuan, dressed in white, sat among them, like a cloud falling into the world of mortals.
After adjusting the strings, Lou Jinhuan's expression slightly calmed down, his fingertips moved flexibly on the piano, and the gurgling sound came out like running water.
The sound of the piano, which is high and low at times, is like a gust of wind, blowing over the mountains and low harbors, crossing the plains and rivers. Listening to it opens your mind and makes people unable to help but immerse themselves in the world of the piano.
Xiao Qi hid in a tree and couldn't help but become trance while listening.
He had never heard of Guoshi Shanyin before. Although he didn't know much about these things, he had basic discernment. Lou Jinhuan played much better than the musicians raised in the third prince's house.
The music gradually became more intense, but Lou Jinhuan's expression did not change at all. It remained calm, as if everything was under control.
It is this calmness and calmness that makes people want to break it and see if they are really so confident.
The last ray of light of the Golden Crow also disappeared in the clouds, and the clouds and sky dimmed immediately, the stars rose, and the moonlight was faint.
The wind blew through the forest, lifting up the sleeves of Lou Jinhuan's clothes, as light as water, and fluttering about to fly away in the wind.
There was a faint fragrance floating in the wind. Xiao Qi's expression changed and he suddenly came back to his senses. Now was the best time.
He slowly pulled out the sword on his back, and the blade shone with a cold light under the moonlight.
At the same time, Lou Jinhuan suddenly opened his eyes, a smile flashed across his eyes, and the fish took the bait.
"Shua——"
A fallen leaf was cut in half by the sharp sword energy, but when it was about to pierce the target's heart, it was stopped by a folding fan.
The fan bone collided with the sword blade, and sparks flew everywhere.
Lou Jinhuan turned his face to avoid the blow, with a smile in his eyes, "Are you finally willing to show your face?"
Xiao Qi passed her by, their eyes met, and they both saw the burning fighting spirit in each other's eyes.
The fight was not enjoyable last time, but this time it was going to be a close fight.
There was a sound of "dang——", and they were separated at the touch. Two figures, one black and one white, were like butterflies entangled and dancing in the night, intersecting and then separated, separated and then entangled again.
When the speed is fast, you can't see people clearly at all, and you can only see clothes flying around on the cliff, like a dangerous and touching dance.
Another attack failed, and the two separated. Lou Jinhuan folded his fan and shook it in front of his chest, "Xiao Qi, you are such a gentleman. How long will we continue to fight like this?"
Xiao Qi's breathing was slightly rapid. The two were equally skilled in martial arts, and the fight was more tiring, but very exciting.
The blood all over his body was now hot and boiling.
But he didn't say anything. He clenched the sword in his hand, held a sword flower and attacked again.
[These two people really fight when they disagree, and they have the ability to fight in bed! You guys can’t do it! 】
[The abacus beads in front of me are all falling off my face, please calm down.]
[But their fight is also very beautiful. They are fierce and beautiful. When their eyes met, I felt like I saw sparks. Who says they don’t love it? They love it so much! 】
Lou Jinhuan opened and closed like a folding fan, closed and opened again, her flexibility was dazzling. She feinted, grabbed Xiao Qi's wrist, and said with a smile: "I got you."
Xiao Qi's eyes darkened slightly and he was about to speak when he suddenly saw Lou Jinhuan's expression change.
"Be careful!" Lou Jinhuan suddenly pulled him behind him, unfolded the folding fan in his hand and started spinning rapidly.
The tinkling sound suddenly sounded, deafening.
Xiao Qi suddenly reacted, "There is an ambush!"
But how could there be an ambush here? Didn't he say he was here to assassinate the Imperial Preceptor?
And the hidden weapon just now was... aimed at him?
Xiao Qi's boiling blood immediately cooled down.
"Hmm..." Before he could think about it, Lou Jinhuan suddenly snorted.
His heart immediately tightened, "What's wrong?"
"fine."
Lou Jinhuan glanced at the hidden weapon on his arm and pulled it out with his backhand. There was a faint blue light on the hidden weapon, and it looked like it was poisoned.
Xiao Qi came back to his senses, raised his sword to protect her behind him, danced the sword tightly, and said with a stern face, "Who sent you here?"
"Xiao Qi, are you planning to betray your master? The Imperial Master has been poisoned. Now is a great opportunity to kill her. Why don't you do it?"
"Poisoned?" Xiao Qi's face suddenly changed, and there was a sudden weight behind him. Lou Jinhuan fell on his back. She leaned against his ear and smiled self-deprecatingly, "It's a miscalculation, Xiao Qi, you want to kill me. ?"
Xiao Qi was startled, "I..."
The men in black surged out from the darkness like a tide, surrounding the two of them. The leader of the men in black wore a mask with a ghostly face and fangs, and his voice sounded like it had been burned by fire.
"Xiao Qi, do it!"
"You take action now to prove your loyalty to the master, and the master can forget about it."
Lou Jinhuan laughed softly, his voice weak, "Just do it. If I die in your hands, I will deserve to die."
"Xiao Qi, what are you waiting for?"
Both sides pressed forward together, and Xiao Qi's hand holding the sword couldn't stop trembling.
(End of chapter)
