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Chapter 3 Find Lu Xiaofeng

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    Fang Lang also heard the storyteller at the inn about the virtues of the nearby bitter gourd master.

    Master Bitter Melon?

    At this time, he remembered some plots of the original work. Fang Lang touched his chin, took Gui Che wrapped in cloth, and came to the door.

    The temple where Master Balsam Pear is sitting has incense burning in the meditation room.  The flower-filled building has been bathed in fragrance, sitting quietly and waiting.

    If you want to taste the vegetarian food cooked by the bitter melon master, you not only need to take a bath and incense, but you also need to be patient.  Master Balsam Pear is not someone who cooks lightly. Not only does it require the right person, but he also needs to be happy.  The right people are here today. In addition to Huamanlou, there are also ancient pine laymen from Huangshan Mountain and Mu Taoist, who is known as the best in Go, the second in poetry and wine, and the third in swordsmanship.

    Of course these people are not lay people, so Master Balsam Pear is also very happy today.  In the vast dusk, the clear and pleasant sound of the evening bell finally came.  When Huamanlou walked out, Gusong Jutu and Mu Taoren were already waiting for him in the yard.

    The evening wind blows through the bamboo forest, and the heat has long been isolated from the world of mortals.

    Hua Manlou smiled and said, "I really don't dare to ask two seniors to wait here for each other."

    Taoist Mu smiled. This Wudang elder, who had always been slovenly and slovenly, now actually took off his tattered Taoist robe and put on a spotless blue shirt.  Just because he didn't want to be restrained by others, he was willing not to be the leader of Wudang, but if he wanted to taste Master Balsam Pear's vegetarian diet, he had to settle for a little more.

    Everyone knows the strange temper of Master Balsam Pear.

    The bamboo curtains in the Zen room are hung low. Through the bamboo curtains, one can already smell bursts of indescribable aroma, which is enough to arouse anyone's appetite.

    Fang Lang stood outside the window, but did not go in. Instead, he looked at a mud monkey who was about to climb through the window.

    "Lu Xiaofeng?"

    This young man with a red cloak stained with the smell of mud must undoubtedly be Lu Xiaofeng. He has four eyebrows, piercing eyes, and the appearance of a wanderer.

    Lu Xiaofeng also saw Fang Lang. He was stunned, scratched his head, and said in surprise: "Are you the person Sikong Zhaixing told me today? How do you know I'm here?"

    Fang Lang smiled and said, "I'm here to taste the food cooked by Master Balsam Gua."

    Although Master Balsam Pear did not know Fang Lang, Master Balsam Pear had a good relationship with Lu Xiaofeng. When they saw the dirty Lu Xiaofeng, they joked and heard that Lu Xiaofeng was dug up six hundred earthworms by Sikong Zhaixing.  He immediately put the food on the table with a hearty laugh and invited Lu Xiaofeng and Fang Lang to taste it.

    The vegetarian dishes are indeed delicious.

    While Lu Xiaofeng was devouring his food, he said: "That monkey from Sikong Zhaixing should go to the inn to find you. I originally promised him to go to Yuelai Inn to find you tomorrow." He said, looking at Fang Lang with his eyes flexibly, "But  , I don¡¯t know why you have traveled thousands of miles to find me.¡±

    Fang Lang drank the tea noncommittally and said calmly: "It is rumored that there is no sword in the world that Lu Xiaofeng can't catch. Naturally, I came here to try your aura."

    As expected, Lu Xiaofeng smiled bitterly, "I am tired of fame" He ate his food vigorously, as if he wanted to vent his frustration, but he did not refuse Fang Lang. The first time he saw Fang Lang, he knew  The man couldn't say no.

    Suddenly someone lifted the bamboo curtain and walked in. It was Hua Manlou and others.

    Taoist Mu sighed and said, "This monk is partial."

    "He invited us, but let others come and eat first," said the layman Gu Song.

    Mu Taoist said: "He insists that we go incense and bathe, but this man seems to have just rolled out of the mud!"

    Master Kugua laughed and said: "The monk is indeed partial, but it is only partial to him. It is useless for you to be angry."

    Hua Manlou smiled bitterly and said, "When I meet this person, I'm afraid even a Bodhisattva won't be able to do anything about it."

    As they talked, they were also secretly sizing up Fang Lang. For this unfamiliar person who suddenly appeared here, they looked at the swordsman curiously, and they all felt the evil aura on him, but they were all in the world.  Famous people soon discovered that the evil aura on Fang Lang's body came from that sword.

    Hua Manlou, who did not like killing, sighed slightly and murmured: "The murderous weapon must see blood."

    Fang Lang looked at this famous flower god in terms of state of mind, smiled and said: "Although the murder weapon will see blood when it is unsheathed, if the owner wants it to come back, it must listen."

    Taoist Mu showed a caring look, "I have never seen this young hero before, and I don't know who I am?"

    Fang Lang shook his head and said: "Walk below, andNo mentor.  "

    A pot of vegetarian ham and a pot of fried tofu were all turned upside down. Lu Xiaofeng finally stopped, smiled at the three people, and said: "This master is here to trouble me. He wants to try it."  Try my intuition, but in the world, Taoist Mu, your reputation is much greater than mine."

    Mu Taoren laughed and said: "My reputation is not as good as your sharp finger!" As he said, he looked at Gui Che next to Fang Lang's hand, shook his head and said: "Although I have read all the weapons in the world, your Excellency  The sword in my hand, both in terms of workmanship and material, does not seem to have been made by a famous craftsman from the Central Plains The evil energy is condensed in the sword body, and it is born with a spirit. I am a little curious whether Lu Xiaofeng can block this sword."

    Huamanlou looked at Fang Lang with a dull look, frowned with a solemn expression.

    For Hua Manlou, who was already very observant, he was unable to detect Fang Lang's true identity. He only felt that the person sitting opposite him was like a whirlpool, filled with internal energy that seemed calm and turbulent at the same time. He was worried.  Looking at Lu Xiaofeng, she didn't want Lu Xiaofeng to take the sword.

    But Lu Xiaofeng couldn't refuse, Fang Lang grabbed Sikong Zhaixing all the way to find him, and Sikong Zhaixing had already asked him to do this.

    After eating, he wiped away his stinky sweat, walked to the yard, took a deep breath, and said with a helpless smile: "I have eaten and drank enough now, and I am just in time to learn from your master's clever tricks!"

    Fang Lang nodded slightly and stood up.

    Huamanlou, Mu Taoist, and Gusong lay all followed out. Only Master Balsam Gua shook his head and sat on a chair eating vegetarian chicken.

    Lu Xiaofeng wasn't too nervous at first. He had been going through life and death all his life. This kind of situation was also common. But when the light that was as fast as a thunderbolt really hit him, his pupils suddenly shrank.  , he could only feel the dazzling sword light on the opposite side magnifying in an instant, as if it could penetrate through his chest in the next moment.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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