Hongzhong Temple has been very lively recently, and there are many people who come to worship the Buddha in the main hall, and there are many visitors to the side hall.

When Zhao and Hu Lu were in the bookstore, another uninvited guest came outside the temple.

As soon as the fifth morning stream entered the door, the old host of Hongzhong Temple, who had been in retreat for many years, also came out tremblingly, bowed to him, and respectfully invited him to the side hall.

"Where's the bookstore?" he said directly.

The old host first shook his head, then opened the mechanism that had been hidden in the temple for many years and let him in.

Of course, the mechanism in the host's hand is much more orthodox than the one under the Buddha statue, and the study room that enters from the main entrance is the most comprehensive, and the operation of the formation is also the most perfect.

At this time, Zhao District was arguing with Hu Lu, the two of them were purely playing the piano, one was here for less than five years just now, and the information was pitiful, and the other only cared about his own family's affairs and knew nothing about the outside world, but just like that, two and a half buckets of water were still addicted.

The two pointed out the country, scolded Fang Xuan, talked for a long time, and then turned the topic back to the original point.

"You say, did the chicken come first or the egg came first?" Zhao looked at Hu Lu with a serious expression.

"It must have been the chickens that came first." Hu Lu half leaned on the bookshelf, eating the chicken legs sent by Zhao District, and seriously analyzed this problem, "Monarchs, ministers, fathers, sons, fathers and sons, there are first and second, how can they be overcome?" ”

"Antique!"

Hu Lu frowned, thinking that what he said just now was very good, how could it become an old antique.

"Then you say, did the chicken come first or the egg came first?"

"Eggs!" Zhao said firmly, "Because of genetic mutations." ”

Hu Lu couldn't cry or laugh, and pointed at her for a long time and couldn't speak. This word is the third time he has heard it from Zhao District, the first time he was still very curious to ask what it meant, after her explanation, he was even more confused, the second time he directly did not know how to ask, and now he used this word to block him, it is really ..........

"That's it, that's it, I won't tell you." Hu Lu waved his hand, wiped the oil stains on his hands, and instructed, "Remember to bring me clothes next time you come." ”

Zhao nodded and picked up her baggage and prepared to go out, and after walking a few steps, she retreated again, looking at a place with her eyes flashing.

"Uncle, have you ever seen a particularly good-looking teenager?"

Hu Lu said casually, "Yes." ”

"Do you know each other?"

"......" Hu Lu stopped talking, he raised his head, looked at the complicated expression on Zhao Qu's face, his heart suddenly jumped twice, and asked in a low voice, "Quan, who did you see?" ”

…………….

The fifth morning stream has been leaning against the back of the bookshelf for a while, listening to the nonsense of these two people in the middle, although he feels extremely bored, he still politely chooses to be silent and does not interrupt the conversation.

Zhao helped Hu Lu to stand up and looked at the young man in Xuanyi who came with his backlight.

"You've finally found it, I won't promise you!" Hu Lu's face was resolute, and he said loudly, "Suno is kind to me, and Lu would rather die than betray him." ”

This topic jumped a little fast, Zhao couldn't answer the phone if she wanted to, and the most important thing was that she obviously felt that Hu Lu was saying this with a mortal heart.

That's a big deal.

The young man stood straight, his clothes were cold, and he did not answer Hu Lu's words.

There was an eerie silence in the book house.

Zhao District moved suddenly, she leaned into Hu Lu's ear and muttered: "Uncle, how much enmity do you two have?" ”

Hu Lu frowned, he didn't know how to answer for a while, thinking about it carefully, he really didn't have much enmity with the Fifth Morning Stream, that is, the master he was loyal to was destroyed by others, and his reason told him that the Fifth Morning Stream did not do badly in the general interests of the country.

Zhao Jiequ roughly understood, and continued, "Since there is no deep hatred, don't die or live, sit down and talk about it."

Hu Lu didn't speak, but he calmed down a lot, looked at the young man in front of him, and finally knelt down, "Your Highness, I have already said everything that should be said, Suno is my benefactor, and this matter of treachery is definitely not my Hu Law's doing, and the minister is also very grateful to His Highness for not killing me, and I think I have no great talent, so I implore Your Highness to find another talent." ”

After saying this, Zhao couldn't help but smile, she remembered that Hu Lu was still bragging in front of her a few days ago, saying that 'looking at Xiliang, only I am competent' today kneeling in front of others and saying that what he said was useless, is it really ...... Play fast and loose.

The fifth morning stream glanced at Hu Lu coldly and said, "I brought Suno with me, and you go back with me." ”

The young man's face was calm, his eyes were clear, and the cold and noble aura around him made people involuntarily keep a distance from him, but after he said this, Hu Lu threw himself in front of him excitedly, sobbing sideways, pulling the corner of his clothes and trembling and saying, "Your Highness, Suye ...... He's alive? ”

Zhao covered his face, what is this called, he was still fighting for tat at the last moment, and at this time he ran over and hugged someone's thigh.

The young man was obviously not very suitable for such an intimate distance, he pointed at him, and the corner of the clothes that Hu Lu was pulling was quietly disconnected, Hu Lu was too excited to notice, but Zhao was dumbfounded.

Wow rub!

What a number of segments this is!

Fingers can be sharp, it's terrifying.

At this moment, Zhao District's appreciation of the Fifth Morning Stream was a little more afraid. Beauty is just beautiful, don't be thorny and hurt.

Hu Lu held the corner of the fifth morning stream and cried for a while before he eased his mood.

"Your Highness, I'll go out with you."

Seeing Hu Lu Bai fall at the feet of the young man, not knowing whether the words were true or false, Zhao Quan was secretly anxious, and then shook his head, saying that fools have stupid blessings, and Hu Lu might really be able to get his wish.

In terms of physiognomy, the fifth morning stream and the word villain are really not linked.

Because, really, he looks too handsome, Zhao District secretly praised himself.

……………

After leaving the bookstore, there were many people waiting outside, which made Zhao District very embarrassed, should he cover his face?

Before she could think clearly, a familiar shout rang out, "Guy, are you okay?" ”

It's Yao Xun.

Zhao Qu poked his head out behind Hu Lu and looked at the main hall in a burst of surprise.

Except for a few old monks, all of them were black-clothed people, Yao Xunzheng was unlucky to be detained to the ground, and the dark green at the corner of his mouth made him really a little wolf at this time.

"What are they doing with you?"

Yao Xun pursed his lips and glanced at her sadly, "Yesterday our conversation was overheard, and they didn't say that I was a gap. ”

Zhao was furious when he heard this, turned around and pinched Hu Lu's shoulder, and said, "Uncle, what do you say now?" ”

Hu Lu was also at a loss, he couldn't figure out the situation, but he clearly saw the help in Zhao District's eyes.

So, he endured the pain and said to the fifth morning stream, "Your Highness, what do you say?" ”

Fifth Chenjian didn't bother to pay attention to him, walked directly to the door, and finally said two words: take it

Zhao jumped to his feet, pointed to the fifth morning stream and scolded: Little white face!

The black-clothed men collectively hissed, and Hu Lu also stared at her with wide eyes.

There are thousands of people in Xiliang, they have different ideas, and they don't do things ordinarily, but they all tacitly abide by this one thing, that is, they worship their Fifth Highness to their heart's content, whether it is a potential enemy or a friend on the surface, the Fifth Morning Stream has never been scolded, or rather, no one scolds him in front of him.

However, Zhao broke this rule.

The fifth morning stream of the pride of the sky was scolded for being a little white face for the first time.

The leader of the men in black calmed down for a moment, and then raised his voice and said, "What did you hear just now? ”

"Didn't hear anything!" The crowd replied in unison.

The leader of the men in black nodded in satisfaction.

Zhao District was stunned by this cheeky Cheng Dù.

"You're covering your ears and stealing the bell! I'll rub it, you really catch me, I'm a hero, it hurts, it hurts, light, don't listen to it! Little white face, little white face, little white face - hmm"