On the shores of Beiluo Lake.

The carriage traveled slowly, and the breeze blew lightly, blowing the reeds and small trees swaying on the lakeside.

Nie Changqing rolled up the horsewhip, jumped out of the carriage, came to the side of the carriage, lowered the door panel, and Lu Fan sat in a wheelchair and slowly slid down.

Ning Zhaoshu put her hand on the handle, and the wind on the lake blew, blowing her gauze skirt and fluttering.

Holding an umbrella, Yiyue looked at the lakeside with some anticipation.

Childe's power "Bai Yujing", Ning Zhao and Yi Yue said, but Yi Yue has not seen it yet, and today, you can go to the island to have a look.

Ni Yu carried the chessboard on his back, with a hint of horror on his face, looking at the rippling lake, he was about to cry.

Again...... Another boat?!

Nie Shuang was held by Nie Changqing and looked at the lake very obediently.

Lu Fan is in a white shirt, his lips are red and his teeth are white, and the hanging silk in front of his forehead is slightly fluttering, but he looks a little elegant.

Looking at the fishing boats that were busy on the dock, his eyebrows raised slightly.

"There is no need to ban fishing boats in Beiluo Lake, but ...... The mess of flower boats and the like were all expelled from the past. ”

Lu Fan Road.

His palms rested on the gauntlets, looking out at the misty surface of the lake.

"Lao Nie, I will give you the task of guarding the island in the middle of the lake, if you are not a disciple of Bai Yujing, if I don't agree, no one will be allowed to go to the island, and those who go to the island will be killed. ”

Lu Fan said lightly.

"Wow. ”

Nie Changqing's vicissitudes of life were full of seriousness, and he said.

His hand was already on the pig-killing knife at his waist, and his momentum was slowly condensed.

"What about the old man the day before yesterday?"

Lu Fan softened his tone and said.

"Probably fishing in the lake. ”

Nie Changqing thought about it and replied.

"We need that fishing boat when we go to the island. Lu Fan smiled.

"Childe, the slave maid has specially asked people to prepare a boat, which is specially used for Childe to go to the island and go out of the island. ”

Ning Zhao bowed his head slightly, drooping down the green silk, and his red lips opened lightly.

Well?

Lu Fan was stunned.

Then, he waved his hand.

"No, I don't want it, I just want the old man's fishing boat. ”

What Lu Fan said was a little capricious.

Ning Zhao was stunned for a while.

The boat she had prepared was large and comfortable, much more advanced than the small fishing boat.

Childe's unique taste, preference for small fishing boats?

"That slave is now sending someone to the lake to look for it?" Ning Zhao said.

If her own son-in-law is willful, then she can only accompany her son-in-law to be willful.

"No, here we are. ”

However, Lu Fan leaned on the wheelchair, put his side face on the five fingers of the curly scroll, and chuckled.

Ning Zhao was stunned for a moment, raised his head, and showed his hand to roll up the green silk in front of his forehead behind his ear, looking at the lake in the distance.

A lonely boat staggered from the surface of the misty lake.

On the lonely boat, there was an old man wearing a hat and a cloak supporting the boat.

Fishing boats leaned on the pier.

"Childe, are you on the boat?"

The old man raised his hat, his cheeks were full of wrinkles, he grinned and showed a missing front tooth, and smiled enthusiastically.

"Then thank you, uncle. ”

Lu Fan sat in a wheelchair, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, looking at the old man.

Nie Changqing's eyes were deep, staring at the old man, his brows furrowed, as if he was thinking about something.

A group of people uploaded, Lu Pan was in a wheelchair and was placed in the center of the ship.

As soon as Ni Yu got on the boat, he found a familiar position and lay down, ready for seasickness.

Nie Shuang was a little curious, looking left and right on the fishing boat.

Ning Zhao and Yi Yue stood on both sides of Lu Fan.

Nie Changqing put his hand on the pig-killing knife, sat at the stern of the boat, and stared at the old man holding the boat.

Crash.

The boat penny struck the bluestone of the pier, and then swung out, cutting ripples.

The boat drove out of the pier for a mile or two, and the lake was rippling, and there were fat perch popping up in the water, spitting foam, and gurgling, leaving a faint water halo and running into the distance.

On the fishing boat, there was a fish basket, which was full of fat perch, and from time to time it was pumping its tail and making a soft sound.

"This fish is quite fat. ”

Lu Fan squinted, blowing the fresh breeze on the lake, listening to the struggle of the perch in the fish basket, and said softly.

The old man who had lost his front tooth held on to the boat's penny and grinned.

"Now just after the summer, the fish is not fat, wait for the late autumn, just arrived in the early winter, the fish at that time is fat, the kitchen knife in the fish body on the front and back of each three knives, smeared with rice wine, sprinkled with ginger slices and mushrooms, into the steamer steam, the fish meat is tender but not greasy, that is called a delicious. ”

The old man held up the boat penny in one hand and said with a smile.

This hand of steamed sea bass described, listening to Ni Yu, who was lying on the side of the boat and "vomiting", slightly raised some momentum.

Lu Fan sat in a wheelchair and smiled.

"If Childe wants fish, the old man will get up early tomorrow and catch a few fish for Childe?"

The old man asked.

In the wheelchair, Lu Fan blew the lake breeze and waved his hand: "You don't need to ...... fishing."

"Hey, that's it. "Old man, grinned.

"You don't need to fish, if it's a fisherman, can the old man help?"

Lu Fan's chuckle lingered on the surface of the lake.

The words fell.

On the fishing boat, there was a sudden silence.

Ning Zhao listened to Lu Fan's words, and was slightly stunned, and then, subconsciously glanced at the old man, her eyes showed a look of vigilance, she seemed to hear something else from Lu Fan's words.

And Nie Changqing's pig-killing knife had been withdrawn, and he was squinting his eyes and gently wiping it with a cloth, and the sound of friction made people feel a creepy chill.

On the fishing boat, the old man squinted, and the smile of the leaky front teeth under the hat froze.

"Childe wow, old man, I don't do murderous things, the old man is a good citizen!"

The old man suddenly threw down the boat, knelt on the fishing boat, and snorted and cried.

"Childe, I like Liangmin the most. ”

Lu Fan looked at the old man with a smile.

Then, exhale.

"Actually, I'm curious, why don't you leave? Curiosity can kill a cat, the same ...... It's going to kill people, what are you curious about?"

Lu Fan said, his tone gradually becoming flat and indifferent.

Scold!

Ning Zhao's face was like frost, and she slapped her hand on the handle of the wheelchair, and the cicada wing sword popped out and was held in her hand.

Nie Changqing at the stern of the boat also slowly stood up, and the sword technique was ready.

The aura of murder spreads.

The old man kneeling on the fishing boat was still shivering, his face covered with snot and tears.

"Childe, what are you talking about, the old man doesn't understand!"

The old man's throat was hoarse.

"Don't worry, you keep crying, my son's temper is good, and I can't see anyone crying......"

Lu Fan's finger tapped on the wheelchair handguard.

He looked at Lao Su and said, "The more you cry, the more my son wants to laugh." ”

The old man kneeling on the boat stopped crying.

He took off his hat and wiped the crying marks on his face, as soon as Lu Fan said that he had a good temper, he was going to kill someone, and it was pointless for him to continue pretending.

The old man unbuttoned his robe, and under the robe, there was actually a neat white shirt.

Around his neck, he wore three copper coins strung with gold ropes, and held a shiny turtle shell in his hand.

The penny was also twisted, and a verdant five-foot bamboo cane was pulled out of it.

The old man's temperament changed suddenly, from the original old fisherman, to unfathomable in an instant.

The old man held a bamboo cane in one hand and a turtle shell in the other, looked at Lu Fan with a smile and bowed slightly.

"Tianji family, Lu Mu is right, I have seen Young Master Lu. ”

......

The carriage curtain was lifted.

The white-haired old man got out of the car, with a peaceful smile on his face, and he held up Lu Changkong, who was bowing.

"City Lord Lu doesn't have to be polite. ”

"The old man came today, it is really hard to say, in addition to making amends to Ping An for the unfortunate apprentice, he also came specifically for Ping An. ”

The national teacher shook his head, and his thin body was full of helplessness.

Lu Changkong smiled bitterly, "My son has a long leg disease, his temper is not very good, and his personality is stubborn, he doesn't listen to my words as a father, but he makes Mr. Mo suffer......"

The two exchanged a few polite words, and then walked into North Los Angeles.

As soon as he entered North Los Angeles, the national teacher looked around the city.

North Los Angeles, after experiencing the purge of Lu Pan like a raging storm, not only did not become depressed, but became more and more prosperous.

Because of the downfall of many large merchants, many small merchants seized the opportunity, and some small families who were originally overwhelmed by the three major families also took advantage of this time to take the position.

The whole North Los Angeles City is more vibrant than before.

A hint of surprise flashed in the national teacher's eyes, and then, he stroked his white beard lightly, thoughtfully.

"City Lord Lu, the old man plans to see peace first, but I don't know where peace is?"

The national teacher who was walking on the main axis of Beiluo suddenly said.

Lu Changkong, who was about to take the national teacher to Lu Mansion to "pluck onions", was slightly stunned.

What the?

Scallions...... Oh no, Mo Tian can't speak?

"National teacher, why don't you go first......" Lu Changkong hesitated and said.

"No hurry, no hurry. ”

The national teacher coughed lightly and waved his hand lightly.

Lu Changkong's face shook.

Mo Tianyu is afraid that he is a fake disciple.

Is this still in a hurry?

PS: I, begging for a ticket~