Sikong Xingxing walked quickly through the dense forest, he had not rested for three days and three nights, but the people who were following him behind him had not been shaken off. He walked through the city, dived through the river, and climbed over the quagmire, but no matter what, it was as if he had been put on the guide incense, even if he could get rid of the people behind him for a while, it could only be a moment and a half.

It's not terrible to be targeted, but I don't know why I am being targeted so dead is what Sikong Xingxing is worried about.

Sikong Xingxing is a thief, but he likes to call himself a thief. Compared with his predecessor, the amazing thief Chu Liuxiang a hundred years ago, Sikong Xingxing seems to be far from the same, he is neither suave nor jade-tree-like, single-handedly disguised himself alone in the rivers and lakes, and only a handful of people have seen his true face. Unlike Chu Liuxiang, Sikong picks up the stars without asking about the things he picks up and doesn't take the value as the standard, either the thing fits his eyes, or it is extremely difficult to take.

This time, the things that Sikong picked up the stars belonged to the second type, but he kicked the iron plate again.

In this case, the benefits of having a friend named Lu Xiaofeng are reflected.

When Sikong Xingxing found Lu Xiaofeng, he was drinking in the Baihua Building. The owner of Baihualou was not there, but this did not prevent him from enjoying himself, even if Sikong Xingxing rolled in from the window, he didn't let his eyes blink, but drank the wine in the wine pot unhurriedly, and then opened his mouth unhurriedly, "Sikong Monkey Spirit, you won't go to roll in the mud, right?" ”

Sikong Xingxing completely ignored the image and collapsed on the floor, "I'm rolling in front of the Hades Palace!" ”

"What's going on?" Lu Xiaofeng got up and walked to Sikong Xingxing's side, squatted down, pinched his nose and said in disgust, "Even stinky salted fish tastes better than yours." ”

"Is the flower full of buildings there?" Sikong Xingxing didn't mean to get up at all, shook his head from side to side, and asked.

"It's almost the day when Master Wuhua passed away, and Hua Manlou has rushed to Shaolin Temple." Lu Xiaofeng replied, "What, you're here to find him?" ”

"I was going to look for you, but I didn't expect you to be in Baihualou." Sikong Xingxing had a bitter face and said, "If it weren't for my light skills, I'm afraid I would have become Sikong Death Star by now." ”

"Who the hell have you offended?" Lu Xiaofeng frowned.

This matter has to start from the beginning, since Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou destroyed the Bliss Building, there is one less place for Sikong to pick stars and have fun. But there were many ways for him to have fun, and it didn't take long for him to find a new place to go.

Wine color and wealth are magnificent.

There is wine and wealth, how can such a place be missed. This time, he spent half a month there. After he stepped on the ground, the freshness passed, and the impulse in his bones could no longer be suppressed.

Wine-colored wealth and wealth, wine, color, wealth, and gas are located in the four directions of southeast, west, and northwest, and the center is said to be the master's bedroom, and Sikong Xingxing found a secret room there. And once this kind of place is discovered by a thief, how can that thief not care?

The mechanism of the secret room is extremely difficult to crack, but unfortunately, Sikong Xingxing is not a fuel-efficient lamp, especially after he found out that the secret room was actually built by his old friend Zhu Zhu, with his understanding of Zhu Zhu, Sikong Xingxing simply found out the secret hand left by Zhu Zhu before.

Originally, Sikong Xingxing enjoyed the fun of cracking, and he planned to take something inconspicuous to commemorate it. But he found something extremely familiar.

Lu Xiaofeng took the jade pendant handed over by Sikong Xingxing, and was surprised, "Isn't this a jade pendant full of flowers?" ”

"That's why I feel like I'm in big trouble." Sikong Xingxing smiled bitterly, "This jade pendant was found in that secret room, and it was hung on a golden boy, and that golden boy looked like Hua Manlou when he was a teenager. ”

"The Golden Boy?" Lu Xiaofeng groaned.

"yes, it's made of pure gold, I almost didn't hold it." Sikong picked up the stars and echoed with relatives.

"This jade pendant ......"

"I took it from the golden boy's waist." Sikong Xingxing happily admitted, "Then I was discovered, and I have been hunted down until now." ”

"Do you suspect that this matter has something to do with Hua Manlou?" Lu Xiaofeng suddenly asked.

Sikong Xingxing rolled his eyes, feeling that Lu Xiaofeng asked knowingly. Each of the seven sons of the Hua family has a unique jade pendant, who would have nothing to do to imitate that. Now, Sikong Xingxing is only worried about whether he is involved in the secret arrangement of the Hua family.

"So you want me to take you to Hua Manlou." Lu Xiaofeng said, "He may not know about the fact that he can spend a lot of money." ”

"Those who chased and killed me didn't give me a chance to speak at all, I just wanted to find someone to hand over a message to them, and I wouldn't say anything, I didn't know anything." Sikong Xingxing knows a lot more secrets in the rivers and lakes than Lu Xiaofeng, and now he can still be alive in the rivers and lakes, and naturally he has his own way of survival.

"Okay, then let's go to Shaolin."

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Hua Manlou lives in the guest courtyard of Shaolin Temple, and every year on the day of the death of Master Wuhua, he will come here half a month in advance, bathing and incense until the arrival of that day. This year is no exception, this is the tenth year that he has come to worship, and the abbot of Shaolin was moved by his sincerity, and this time he actually allowed him to personally wipe the relics left by the flowers.

This opportunity is so rare that even Hua Manlou, who has always been indifferent and not forced, is a little excited.

After all, it is Wuhua, not the world-famous master of Wuhua, but the enlightenment of the Hualou - Wuhua.

It has been ten years since that adventure ended, and Hua Manlou still remembers the excitement and joy when Yusheng wanted to take him as an apprentice, however, when he opened his eyes again one night later, he was lying on the ground alone in his middle coat, and the person next to him was Lu Xiaofeng, who became friends after meeting for the first time.

According to Lu Xiaofeng, he was found in the river, and happened to be seen by Lu Xiaofeng, who likes to help others, and was fished up by him.

At that time, Hua Manlou was at a loss, and he was clear about the force of the Jade Mansion, so he couldn't figure out what would happen to get him into the current situation. The point is, even if you are like this, what will happen to the master?

"What's your name? Where do you live? Do you want me to send a message to your family? At that time, Lu Xiaofeng asked like this.

"My name is Hua Manlou."

Hua Manlou, who was worried and uneasy, casually reported his name, he felt that something was wrong with the surrounding environment, there was no cold in the northwest, but with the humidity of the south of the Yangtze River, and the hawker shouting not far away was Wu Nong's soft language.

"Flowers full of buildings?" Lu Xiaofeng frowned, "Seven children with flowers?" The seventh son of the Jiangnan flower family? The flower full building that has been lost for five years? ”

Hua Manlou was even more surprised than Lu Xiaofeng, the seventh son of the Jiangnan Hua family, no one has called himself that for a long time, but listening to what this person said, he knew his own details.

Lu Xiaofeng was also surprised, oh my God, what he rescued was actually the Hua Qitong who was missing because of the iron shoe thief, I heard that he fell into the Meng River and lost his trace, but he didn't expect to be fished out of the Meng River by himself.

The surprise was only for a moment, but after calming down, Lu Xiaofeng felt more interesting. Over the years, the Hua family has not given up looking for Hua Manlou, and has promised a lot of money, but in this way, except for a few people who fancy the wealth of the Hua family and want to try their luck, except for the Hua family, everyone else thinks that Hua Manlou who fell into the Meng River is more auspicious.

The most laughable thing is a relative of the Hua family who came to defect. It was a widow with a pair of children, her son fell seriously ill after the accident in Hua Manlou, and when he woke up, he said that he was Hua Qitong, which was really surprising when this incident came out. Regardless of whether this incident is true or not, it was later quelled, and the Hua family's search for Hua Manlou never stopped.

"Are you really full of flowers?" Lu Xiaofeng asked, "Although the Hua family has always been kind to people, they are not people who can be bullied. Lu Xiaofeng still has a good impression of this young man who claims to be full of flowers, and he really doesn't want him to hit a wall, Hua Ruling may not do anything, but his young and vigorous son may not be so easy to speak.

Hua Manlou suddenly had a thought in his mind that he couldn't believe, which made him forget about everything else for a while, and only his voice was solemn, "Father Hua Ruling." ”

Huajiabao is nearby, and this matter will be known as soon as it is verified, but before they arrived at Huajiabao, they met Hua Liuge, who was out to run horses. At that time, Hua Manlou was still wearing a middle coat, and although the river water on his body had been dried by internal forces, he still looked very wolf, but Hua Manlou, who was such a wolf, let Hua Liuge run over and then beat the horse back.

"I don't know which son your Excellency is?" Brother Hua turned over and dismounted and stopped Hua Manlou.

Before Lu Xiaofeng could say anything, he saw the person who was rescued by himself and frowned slightly, "Sixth brother, is it you?" ”

Afterwards, Lu Xiaofeng sighed many times about the wonderful blood relationship, and was also moved by the deep friendship between the Hua brothers. Especially after knowing that Hua Manlou was blind, he admired him even more.

Ten years have passed, and in the relics pagoda, Hua Manlou only feels that fate is so wonderful. He had been a hundred years ago, and had seen the romantic people who could affect the storm at that time, and now, a hundred years later, he is silently paying tribute to the only person who left traces in this world.

Time is the most cruel, but even though Baishan Yusheng has become a legend, more people pay attention to the cheats that he left behind that can be broken and the wealth that is said to be rich and rival the country; The thief Chu Liuxiang also only left the story of his moon and incense. There are very few people in Lanzhou City who can remember that there was once a huge rich Ji Bingyan, and even the Guan Zhongyuan family, a century-old family, is silent. The only thing that can make the flowers full of buildings is the absence of flowers.

Hua Manlou held the light silk, and under the guidance of the monk, opened the wooden box containing the flowerless relics, reached in, and touched a bead. Because of the inconvenience of his eyes, Hua Manlou spent more time on the other four senses, he didn't know how the relics felt, but he was sure that what he touched was a bead made of agate, and there was a hole on it, which was clearly removed from something!