To Li Fenglan's surprise, many people in this small town at the foot of the mountain knew Han Lu. It seemed that he had come here often before.
The aunt at the grain and oil store asked happily after seeing Han Dew: "Isn't this Han Dew? Where have you been in the past two years?"
Han Lu replied: "I went out for something."
"As you said, you didn't even hear a word when you left. Lao Liutou and the other hunters said that they wouldn't even have a place to drink water at noon after you were gone. Do you know Lao Liutou's daughter? She is Xiu'e. , after you leave, the little girl will not think about food and tea. Let me tell you, Old Liu Tou is just a daughter. He thinks that you have no father and mother, but you are handsome and polite, and he has long wanted to take you in. Son-in-law. It’s a pity that this girl may be married to someone else now, and they will get married after the Chinese New Year... Huh? Who is this handsome girl next to you? "
This aunt was very talkative and talked a lot. When she asked Li Fenglan about her identity, Han Lu smiled and replied, "This is Zhuo Jing, Feng Lan."
Li Fenglan did not object to his statement and smiled generously at the aunt.
The aunt immediately felt embarrassed: "Ah yo yo, we are married. Look at aunt's words, don't pay attention to my daughter, Han Lu has never spoken to other girls."
Coming out of the grain and oil store, Li Fenglan looked at Han Lu who was putting things on the horse, smiled, pinched him, and asked, "This girl Xiu'e..."
Before she could finish her question, Han Lu said without looking back: "The most beautiful girl in town. I have seen her several times. Her home is right in front. Do you want to go and have a look?"
Li Fenglan patted him: "Why should I go see someone else?"
Han Lu turned around and smiled at her, and Li Fenglan, knowing that she had been tricked, pinched him again.
The two people who had purchased the supplies walked towards the mountain. They did not notice at all the door of a house at the corner of the street. A woman looked resentfully through the crack of the door at a man and woman walking slowly out of the town.
After returning to the mountain, Li Fenglan did something that shocked Han Lu particularly - Li Fenglan made a meal for him. Although it was a bit unpalatable, it was edible.
Li Fenglan had no appetite and did not move her chopsticks. She just looked at Han Lu who was devouring it with a happy face. In fact, Han Lu wasn't hungry either, but his subconscious told him: If he didn't finish the food on the table, the consequences might be disastrous.
While eating, he asked, "When did you learn to cook?"
"These few days in Xiangyang, I can't go to a restaurant to eat every day... Is it delicious?"
At this time, Li Fenglan's expression was the same as Chenwu's expression when she was trying to please her that day. She was looking forward to others giving her a positive approval.
Han Lu nodded and said, "It's delicious."
Hearing this answer, Li Fenglan smiled even more happily.
On the first night, Li Fenglan regretted staying here.
The mountain wind was very strong at night, and it was extremely cold this year. Even though she slept with her arms around her, she was still shivering from the cold. Not only that, but the howling of wolves came from nowhere in the second half of the night, which made Li Fenglan feel that this place was terrifying.
"Um..." Li Fenglan asked softly, "Is...it safe here?"
Han Lu was a little confused: "Of course it's safe. I checked it in the afternoon and there were no spies following us."
"That's not what I said... Listen, there are wolves howling outside."
"It's okay," Han Lu said unconcernedly, "This place is close to the town and the wolves won't come close to it. They wouldn't dare to come close to the town unless they were in bad years."
Li Fenglan lay on her chest and retracted her head into the quilt: "You said, they have been close?"
"Well," Han Lu replied, "there was a famine that year, and the rabbits and deer on the mountain all starved to death. These wolves had nothing to eat, so they wandered outside the house every night and even scratched my door. I was only ten years old that year. Years old, I didn’t dare to sleep for several nights. But then I wasn’t afraid anymore.”
"Are you used to it?"
"No, they can't beat me."
Han Lu gently stroked Li Fenglan's smooth back and said softly: "If you are not used to living here, we will leave tomorrow."
Li Fenglan poked her head out from under the quilt, shook her head and said, "I'll get used to it. Anyway, I don't know where I'm going these two months. What should I do?"
Everything has been arranged. "
"Don't force yourself."
Li Fenglan replied: "No."
Then he smiled and kissed her.
In the past few days after coming down from Baiyun Village, Li Fenglan was no longer as demanding and lingering as before. Her heart knot had been opened, and there was no need to use this method to paralyze herself. The frequency of the two of them had also returned to normal levels. But for young people, it is inevitable that they will indulge a few times at the time when they are most fresh.
The two of them got up very early the next day. Han Lu immediately resumed her previous routine after returning to the mountain, and Li Fenglan accepted the bed. Read the book
After a simple breakfast, Han Lu picked up the ax and walked towards the mountain. Li Fenglan is afraid of the cold and will have to light the stove in the next few days.
I was busy for half the morning, chopping a lot of firewood, thinking that it would be enough for a few days, and then prepared to go down the mountain.
But just as he had this idea, he suddenly heard steady footsteps behind him. The footsteps were heavy and did not belong to Li Fenglan. He gripped the ax tightly, turned around suddenly, and saw a white-haired old man standing not far behind him.
Although he is old, he is energetic and has an arrogance in his eyes that no young man can match.
After seeing the old man, Han Lu showed a look of surprise on his face. He dropped his ax, knelt down in front of the old man, knocked his forehead heavily on the ground, and said loudly: "Master!"
After kneeling on the ground for a long time, not listening to his master's words, he slowly raised his head and saw that the old man was still looking at him, the arrogance in his eyes getting deeper.
"Get up." The old man spoke, his voice not as old as his appearance.
"yes."
Han Lu stood up and asked: "Master, you..."
Before he finished speaking, the old man interrupted him: "How are you doing with your sword skills?"
Without waiting for his answer, the old man bent down and picked up two wooden sticks from the ground. He bent down very slowly, and it was obvious that his legs and feet were no longer very agile.
He threw a wooden stick to Han Lu and said softly: "Come."
Every time the master gave him a trick, he only said the word "come".
Han Lu took the stick and saluted with cupped fists: "Master, please teach me."
After that, take the lead in attacking.
Han Lu originally thought that this was just an ordinary discussion between master and disciple, and that the master had tested the results of his practice after two years down the mountain. But the more he fought, the more he felt something was wrong. The expression on the master's face... was he getting more and more disappointed? When he was a child, his master gave him countless moves, but each time his face was expressionless and he never commented on his swordsmanship. What does this mean?
Han Lu couldn't help but feel a little beat in her heart.
Just as he was thinking about it, the fifty moves had passed, and the master suddenly swung the wooden stick hard, breaking the wooden stick in Han Lu's hand.
The two stopped there, and Han Lu stared blankly at the sulky master.
The master asked in a low voice: "What kind of swordsmanship are you doing?"
Han Lu answered cautiously: "Disciple... I realized it on my own..."
"Hmph!" He yelled angrily and dropped his sword. Shocked, Han Lu hurriedly knelt down. In his life, Master is God, and he has never contradicted Master.
"Trash!" The master's tone did not mean that he hated iron for failing to become steel. Rather, it was as if the carefully fired porcelain had cracks that should not have appeared. "This sword technique is more feminine than masculine! And there is no supporting technique. If you practice it again In two years, you will be useless!"
Han Lu had never seen such an angry master before, and she didn't dare to reply for a while.
Just as he was thinking about how to make his master not angry, a roll of parchment fell in front of him. He was a little confused because he seemed to have seen this roll before.
"This is half the map, you should have the other half."
Han Lu was shocked and asked, "A map of the Li family's underground palace?"
"What is the map of the Li family's underground palace? Here are the secret books of various sects that I have found in the past fifty years. Half of the volume was given to the Li family twenty years ago. Take the map, find the marked location, and go inside to find a Practice the appropriate inner strength and mental methods.”
Han Lu silently put away the map.
The master smiled coldly: "I don't have much time, and you don't have much time either."
"Master
, what do you mean? "
The old man turned around, put his hands behind his back, and asked, "That girl is Li Fenglan, right?"
"yes."
"How long did she give it to Yoyu Kozuki?"
These words made Han Lu even more confused, and she thought to herself: Does Master have anything to do with Ye Yu Xiaozhu?
He was a little hesitant to tell his master, after all, the final battle in two months was still confidential information.
Seeing his hesitation, the master sneered again: "Speak openly."
"Two...two months."
"So, you and I both still have two months... Take advantage of these two months to practice your internal skills and forget about your sissy swordsmanship. In two months, it will be I gave myself the final test."
Seeing that Han Lu didn't understand, the old man smiled and asked, "Have you met Xu Qingchen?"
"I've seen it."
"You are indeed brothers, but I have never regarded you as my disciples. You are just a trial that I set for myself. Two months later, Changfeng Tower and Bai Family faced off against Ye Yu Xiaozhu. You two, against I."
"What?"
The old man didn't explain anything to him, turned around and walked down the mountain.
Looking at the direction where the master disappeared, Han Lu felt as if someone had filled her head with paste. The master he hadn't seen for two years suddenly appeared, gave him a few tricks, lectured him a few more words, and said some inexplicable words, which made him very puzzled.
Hurrying to put away the promising firewood, he needed to find a smart person to help him analyze it.
When he returned to the cabin, he found that the wise man was not there, which made him a little panicked. His subconscious told him that the current master was no longer the former master, and it seemed that he would do something detrimental to himself. He became very insecure for a moment and worried about Li Fenglan's safety. He was a little anxious and stood at the door of the hut and shouted.
"Feng Lan!!"
A reply came from the direction of the distant stream: "I'm here!"
He ran towards the source of the sound. It was not far away and he was there in the blink of an eye. Li Fenglan was seen sitting on the pebbles by the stream, washing the clothes the two of them had changed out of yesterday.
Ignoring the sigh that she could even wash clothes now, he squatted next to Li Fenglan and held her water-covered hand tightly.
"Are you okay?" he asked urgently.
Li Fenglan was stunned for a moment, then asked with a smile: "What can happen to me? Are you worried that I will be eaten by a wolf?"
"No," Han Lu shook her head and asked, "Did you see anyone just now?"
"No, what's wrong? Something seems wrong with you."
Han Lu calmed down and recounted what had just happened. After finishing speaking, he took out the half-volume map from his arms.
"This is it."
Li Fenglan took the map and compared it with the half of the map in his mind. Sure enough, they matched each other, and there was a lot of necessary information marked on this half of the map.
Li Fenglan held the picture and thought about it for a long time, then slowly said: "How much do you know about your master?"
Han Lu shook her head: "I don't know how much, I don't even know his name... Before, when we were in Chang'an, your Valley Master said that I might be of the red-bearded demon lineage. I didn't go to Zhongnan Mountain with you, you You must have asked Daochang Zhang, right?"
Li Fenglan nodded and handed the half-volume map back to him: "I asked. According to what Taoist Zhang said, you two should be the disciples of the Red Beard Demon. Your master...may be the Red Beard Demon."
"Then what does my master mean? He said that Xu Qingchen and I will deal with him in two months."
"I don't understand what's going on between your master and Ye Yu Xiaozhu. But I understand what your master means. He is a martial arts fanatic, so he carefully trained two disciples, each of whom mastered half of his sword skills. Is...defeating himself?"
