"Nope! Not me! Lu Chengfeng shouted, lifted the quilt and jumped up from the bed, sweat beads on his forehead, as if he had just experienced a difficult fight.

Nightmare again! Since being detained in the palace, Lu Chengfeng has dreamed over and over again that he was being chased and killed. In his dream, whenever he ran to the end of the ten-mile-long street, under the corners of the white walls and black tiles, his legs seemed to have taken root, and he could no longer move a single step. Seeing that the killer was about to catch up, the sword aura was abrupt, and a woman's back flashed, blocking the fatal sword with her weak chest. Whenever he tried hard to see the woman's face, when he woke up from a dream, he only felt a heart-rending pain in his heart.

This feeling is too real, Lu Chengfeng pinched his thigh hard, and let out a long sigh. Luckily, it was just a dream.

When I woke up, it was still midnight, in the dead of night, black clouds shrouded, only the rain outside the window, through the forest and leaves. Through the faint light of the sky outside the window, he fixed his eyes and saw that he was already lying in the small building of Biyun Valley.

In this place that he was very familiar with, the furnishings of the room still retained the appearance of his time, and the bamboo tables and chairs were almost spotless. The futon he used to meditate on had long since been worn out and turned white, and the cotton wool was exposed, as if he was laughing at his skills with a big mouth, but now he was wrapped in a simple blue cloth with a crooked bow on it.

Lu Chengfeng's heart instantly warmed, and his nose was slightly sour: It's better to come back, my Lu Chengfeng is finally back again!

Suddenly, a figure broke through the window, as fast as lightning, and rolled to his bed. I saw a flash of cold light, the long sword was unsheathed, and someone stretched out his hand and violently ripped open the light gauze curtain in front of the bed.

"You!" The blade had swept behind the curtain, but had hurriedly withdrawn it.

"What am I? You don't sleep in the middle of the night, what are you doing in my room?! Lu Chengfeng had shrunk in the corner of the bed, but there was no forgiveness on his mouth.

"What's the matter, what are you yelling at night?! Still don't let people sleep? As he spoke, the sword was already in its sheath.

"I'm ......" Lu Chengfeng pointed to his mouth, and looked up at the person aggrieved.

"What's wrong?" A lotus-colored slender figure pushed the door in, and it was his second senior sister who helped the wind. I saw that she had a beautiful face, graceful demeanor, eyes as bright as stars, and light steps as if stepping on raindrops.

Lu Chengfeng's eyes lit up, and he was busy coquettish, "Senior sister, look at it, chasing the wind is bullying me again!" ”

"You come less! Who bullied you! The boy pleaded indignantly.

Fu Feng's eyes flashed with a smile that he was extremely familiar with, and he turned his head to the young man holding the sword and asked, "Chasing the wind, what's wrong?" ”

"Second Senior Sister, didn't you hear him crying wolf in the middle of the night? Still don't let people sleep? Chasing the wind said aggrievedly.

"Okay, don't make any noise. I made your favorite jade cake. Fu Feng touched the heads of the two junior brothers, smiled at Lu Chengfeng, and said, "The little junior brother hasn't come back for a long time, so I'll go and bring it to you." With that, the corners of her skirt floated out the door.

"I know where good wine is! I'm going to get the wine! Chasing the wind also disappeared in the doorway.

Chasing the wind, chasing the wind, is really as good as its name. Lu Chengfeng smiled and shook his head.

This chasing the wind, although it is his fourth senior brother, but the actual age is one or two years younger than Lu Chengfeng, because he was adopted by the master not long after he was born, earlier than he started, therefore, among the Tantric disciples, Chasing the wind ranks fourth, and he Lu Chengfeng is ranked fifth.

In addition, both inside and outside the sect only know the four disciples of Tantra, but few people have heard of the name of the five disciples of Tantra, Lu Chengfeng. It's very simple, the four senior brothers and sisters have different main techniques, but they are all strong in martial arts and have their own achievements, so they have long been in the same vein.

And he rode the wind, because of his dull talent, his current skills are still under the Hinayana level, but he has a lot of insight into the yellow and white things, so the master ordered him to be in charge of the consumption of the sect's underwear and the money and silver. Outsiders look at him as a trivial and unpromising day, but he is enjoying it.

It's also a tantric manager, and in the 21st century, this is called CFO, and ordinary people can't be the one if they break their heads? Lu Chengfeng thought a little smugly, not only is he the head of Tantra, but he is also the grandson of Emperor Dajing? But now, the emperor and grandson have been reduced to prisoners. When I thought about it, I couldn't help but feel gloomy again.

"What do you think?" A large palm slapped his shoulder.

"Ouch!" He screamed in pain.

"What are you yelling about? It's me who hurts my shoulder, not you! Chasing the wind took his hand down and quipped unwillingly, "I said, after so many years, why haven't you grown at all, and you are still a little weak chicken who will fall down when the wind blows!" ”

has grown up together for a long time, and it is easy to talk about the vocabulary of the new era. Of course, the most convenient thing to use is these swearing words.

"What else do you say? The one you kicked me in the court that day made me vomit blood! My back still hurts! Lu Chengfeng's mouth couldn't help but pout.

"I'll just kick it so lightly, who let you cook it yourself?" Chasing the wind crossed his arms and smiled slightly.

"Yes, I'm very vegetable, but who was chased and beaten by Jiang Chengzi, and it was called a falling flower!" Lu Chengfeng did not show weakness.

"It's not to save you! Master, I'm gloriously wounded! Say, do you have to punish yourself three bowls tonight? As he spoke, he hugged a large wine jar to the table with a "snap", and opened the red cloth sealed at the head of the altar after dividing it by two.

A mellow fragrance came to the nose, like the fragrance of plum blossoms in full bloom in the wax moon. The wine in the jar is a pale amber color with a faint seductive glow. Lu Chengfeng couldn't wait to pour himself a bowl, drank it all in one gulp, and suddenly felt that the wine was sweet and hearty, and he drank three bowls, as if he was drunk and sleeping in the red plum mountain.

"Could it be the drunken red plum brewed by my master?" Lu Chengfeng's eyes widened and asked.

"Shhhh I secretly took it out of his cellar. Don't make a noise, if Master finds out, you'll want to make me look good! Chasing the wind signaled.

"The four juniors have all learned to steal." It was Fufeng who came, and I saw her gently carrying a wood-colored food box in her hand, leaning against the door with a smile, looking at them.

"Senior sister, when did you come? Who stole it? Taking Master's wine cannot be called stealing. Chasing the wind blushed and argued thickly.

"Okay, good, don't say it, don't say it. Come and eat jade cake! The senior sister smiled crookedly, and brought out a plate of jasper-like translucent snacks.

The two of them hurriedly got started, you and I ate it all like a whirlwind.

"It's been a long time since I've eaten the jade cake made by my senior sister, but I miss it!" Lu Chengfeng patted his stomach and said.

"You, you, you're still so greedy." Fu Feng smiled, opened the second layer of the food box again, and brought out another dish like a trick, which was bigger than the one just now.

The master of chasing the wind clapped his hands, "There are drunken red plums brewed by the master, and the jade cake made by the senior sister, come, the three of us tonight, don't get drunk!" ”