[Comprehensive] Tianjiao System

Fang Jinzhu slept very uncomfortably.He has been dreaming, and the scenery in the dream is upside down and wandering.He frowned uncomfortably, and in his drunken eyes, he heard someone calling his name.The sound is like the first ray of sweet spring breaking ice in early spring, clear but not cold, which makes people feel at ease after listening to it.Fang Pizhu couldn't help grabbing the man's clothes, resting his head on his sleeve, and fell into a deep sleep.

Hua Manlou patted Fang Zaizhu's head reassuringly, seeing that he had settled down, and was about to leave, but found Fang Zaizhu's pillow under his face with his sleeves.Fang Tuzhu rubbed against each other comfortably, and murmured in satisfaction.Hua Manlou sat down beside the bed.

I don't know how many hours I sat here.When Fang Tuzhu woke up, there were no sleeves under his head.That's why Hua Manlou left just now when he realized that he was about to wake up.

Early the next morning, a Tsing Yi disciple from Wenshui Villa came to Li Garden.He looked at the plaque on Xiao Li Yuan, straightened his clothes, flicked his sleeves to sweep away the dust on his clothes, and then knocked on the copper ring of the gate.

It was an old man who opened the door.The old man had a straight back, and although his clothes were not gorgeous, they were very clean.The disciple in Tsing Yi felt a little out of breath in front of such an old man.He coughed lightly, and said: "The younger generation asked the disciples of the Water Villa, how many invitations does my master have for Xiao Li Tanhua, Lingxi Yizhi Lu Xiaofeng, Baihuazi Huamanlou, and Tianshenglou Fang Zaizhu." He said. After bowing his hands, the old man actually supported his fist, making him unable to bow no matter what.

The old man said in a deep voice: "Wait here, I will report to the master." After finishing speaking, he closed the door.

The disciple in Tsing Yi was very nervous. When he came, he saw a throwing knife stuck on the willow tree opposite the gate, so he naturally knew the rules of Xiao Li Garden these days.However, since the owner of Wenshui Villa sent him to deliver the most difficult invitation, it also proved that he had a special character, which made the owner of Wenshui very relieved.The disciple in Tsing Yi reflected on himself, and felt that the reason why he was valued by his master was only two words, and that was "attachment".He has made up his mind, if Li Xun Huan doesn't see him, he will wait at the door until Li Xun Huan sees him.

Unexpectedly, after a while, the door opened again. The old man put his hands behind his back and said to him indifferently: "Come in, the master and all the distinguished guests are waiting for you in the front hall."

A thin layer of sweat immediately broke out on the forehead of the disciple in Tsing Yi.Thinking that he was going to meet many famous people in the world later, including the legendary god of plague, Tianshengzhu, besides being nervous, he was more excited.The disciple in Tsing Yi straightened his sleeves again and followed the old man into the door.

As soon as he entered the Li Garden, he found out that the Li Garden was hidden in a secluded alley, and there was no difference from the outside.The disciple in Tsing Yi walked and watched, and came to the hall after a while.The old man has retreated silently.He had no choice but to stabilize his mind and walked into the hall.

"The younger generation asks the disciples of the Water Mountain Villa to pay respects to all the seniors and heroes." The disciple in Tsing Yi bowed and saluted, not daring to raise his head easily.

Li Xun Huan sat lazily in the front seat, and said: "I heard that Wenshui Villa wanted to send me an invitation card. Since I retired from the world, it has been a long time since I received an invitation card." He sighed.The disciple in Tsing Yi thought his voice was very nice, with a soft and tender taste.He couldn't help raising his head boldly.

I saw Li Xunhuan, Lu Xiaofeng, Hua Manlou and the legendary evil spirit Fang Qinzhu in the hall.He took a quick glance, but he was very puzzled: the young man with the strangest appearance, wearing a Confucian shirt that scholars often wear, embroidered with green bamboo patterns, has an elegant appearance, and looks like he is about to go out for an outing—that is the legendary Tiansheng Louzhu what?How is it so different from the image of the blue-faced fangs sucking human blood rumored in the rivers and lakes?Sitting with Hua Manlou, he definitely didn't look like a villain.

Li Xunhuan opened the invitation card, glanced at the content on it, and said, "Elect the leader of the martial arts? Just for this matter, what do you want me to do?"

The disciple in Tsing Yi was dripping sweat secretly, he thought that they would not just say "destroy the devil" on the invitation, right?

The disciple in Tsing Yi only cared about his task of delivering the invitations, pretending not to hear, and delivered the invitations one by one to everyone.When he was in front of the landlord that day, he didn't smell any bloody smell, nor did he detect any murderous intent, and he even heard a "thank you".

The disciple in Tsing Yi was stunned. He heard the word "thank you" when he sent the invitation for the first time.

Hua Manlou coughed lightly.Fang Tuzhu hurriedly whispered: "I said I'm used to it."

"Are you always used to thanking people?" Hua Manlou asked with a smile.Fang Penzhu was a little embarrassed: "This post is clearly intended to kill me, but I still thank you, it's a bit silly."

What else did the two of them say, but the disciple in Tsing Yi didn't hear clearly.He walked back to his original position in a daze, thinking: I don't know if this devil will bear a grudge against him?I also feel that with the reputation of Huamanlou, why would I be with such a person?Could it be that those rumors in the rivers and lakes are all true?He couldn't help but looked at Fang Penzhu again, and the other party seemed to notice his gaze and looked over.

The disciple in Tsing Yi was startled, and quickly lowered his head.The landlord's gaze that day was indifferent, as if he didn't care, but there was a faint coercion that made him dare not look at it casually.

Li Xun Huan said: "Go back and tell the owner of Wenshui Villa that we will leave soon."

The disciple in Tsing Yi quickly answered "Yes" and exited the hall.When he went out of the gate and looked at Li Yuan's closed gate again, he found that his clothes were soaked through.He wiped the sweat from his brow, led the horse tied under the willow tree, dared not look at the flying knife on the tree again, and hurriedly beat the horse out of the city.

It is very close to March [-]rd.The people living in Xiaoli Garden planned to pack their bags immediately, so that they could walk to Wenshui Villa leisurely and enjoy the spring scenery on the way.The next day / They set off.Swaying along the way, like outing.Originally, such a slow pace was extremely uncomfortable for a prodigal like Lu Xiaofeng, but fortunately, there are many good wines along the way, and there are many drinking companions, so he is not lonely.As for the appreciators of the beautiful scenery, they are nothing more than Li Xunhuan who sighs at the spring, Huamanlou who is friends with flowers and plants, and Fang Zazhu who is living at the right time.

This day finally arrived at Wenshui Villa, it was already the second day of March.Huamanlou had already told everyone that his family had a separate courtyard here, and the family only came here once or twice a year, and it was vacant at this time.So a group of people lived in Hua's Bieyuan.The servants of the Hua family's other courtyard got the news early on, and packed up the other courtyard tightly, waiting for a few people to move in.When they saw Hua ManLou, they were all very excited, and some old servants even burst into tears: "Seventh Young Master, you haven't been here for a few years..."

Huamanlou is very embarrassed.

Fang Tuzhu felt very fresh when he saw Huamanlou surrounded by people.Lu Xiaofeng put his shoulders on his shoulders and said: "The Hua family members are overprotective, you will know later." After finishing speaking, he blinked his eyes.

After the meal, Fang Jinzhu thought of Anbu that day, there should have been news.He asked Hua Manlou to go to the street together, found Tao Ranlou, the largest restaurant in the town, and went in.

The owner of the restaurant was very excited when he saw Hua Manlou, and hurried out from behind the counter: "Seventh Young Master, you are here! If I had known you were coming, I would not let the Dongli private seat be seated."

Hua Manlou smiled and said, "Uncle Ji, you are still the same as before, just call me Qitong."

The shopkeeper Hua Ji said: "You were young at that time, but now you are a son, the old slave should respect you more." He called himself an old slave, but he was dressed very gorgeously, and there was no humble expression on his face.It's just that when he looked at Hua Manlou's eyes, he knew that he really respected this seventh son from the bottom of his heart.

Hua ManLou shook his head: "Uncle Ji, you're offending me. How is the business in the building?"

"good very good!"

Hua Manlou smiled and said, "This is my friend, please help us find a quiet seat."

Hua Ji said: "Seventh Young Master, please come with me. Although the Dongli private seat is already occupied, the facing wind and rain pavilion next to it is still empty. The old slave has always reserved this seat, thinking about the day when the master If you come here, you can sit around." Hua Manlou chatted with him as he followed him: "How is the family always?"

"Very good! I just miss the seventh son very much." Hua Ji sighed: "You haven't been back for three years."

Huamanlou didn't speak.

Blooming Season was afraid that it would cause the strange flowers to fill the building with sadness, so he hurriedly said: "Seventh Young Master, do you plan to live in Zhuangzi for a while?"

Hua Manlou nodded: "That's right. Wenshui Villa holds a martial arts conference, and I am also invited. Several of my friends will also stay in the villa for a while."

"That's good." Hua Ji said: "The old slave will send someone to send some jars of good wine over immediately!"

Hua Manlou laughed and said, "I'm afraid a few jars are not enough, I need a few carts."

"As much as you want!"

Huaji led them to the "wind and rain pavilion".Fang Jinzhu found that the first floor of this restaurant was very lively, and the private seats on the second floor were already full of people.The layout of the third floor is very sparse, there are a few guests sitting in the screen faintly, but they don't hear each other's voice.

Huaji said some more words and left.

Hua Manlou looked at Fang Penzhu with some absent-mindedness, and said, "Do you not like this place? If you want to make it lively, we can go down too."

This private seat is facing the window, Fang Penzhu looked down, and asked: "Is the Dongli private seat that the shopkeeper said is downstairs?"

"Exactly."

Fang Pizhu smiled and said: "I just said, you are not the kind of person who puts yourself above everything else."

"My older brothers also like to be lively, but they are afraid of being disturbed. Every time they come to Wenshui Town, they drink on the third floor. Because there are few people, they can drink whatever they want."

Fang Tuzhu felt that although Huamanlou talked about his family, although he was happy, he felt nostalgic.It seemed like he hadn't been with his family for a long time.He stopped talking about this topic, took a sip of the tea made by Huamanlou, and said, "I don't know if that person has come."

At this time, a boy in Tsing Yi came in with a dish.The young servant's footsteps were light/light, and when he walked into the pavilion, Fang Qinzhu found out that the man in the rough coat and cap was actually Meng Xinghun.

Meng Xinghun put the dishes on the table and wanted to back down.Fang Qinzhu said: "Xiao Meng? Are you here?"

Meng Xinghun glanced at him.

Fang Qinzhu had no choice but to continue: "What are you doing?"

Meng Xinghun: "Do what I want." After speaking, he turned around and was about to leave.But at this moment, he turned around suddenly, and a hidden weapon in his hand had already struck towards the window quickly.

There was an extra person at the window at some point.The man with silver hair was really conspicuous, squatting on the window sill, holding the hidden weapon between two fingers, and holding a book in the other hand.

He was wearing a mask, revealing a pair of half-awake eyes: "...Sorry, I accidentally lost my way at the crossroads of life."