Hearing Ding Fuchen's invitation to serve tea in the hall, Xiao Yungui shook his hand again and again and said, "The old mountain chief doesn't have to be polite. I heard that the ten views of Chengnan Academy are very famous, I can wait for four turns, this is Lize Hall, we have seen it, let's go to the next scenery to see. ”

Ding Fuchen sighed, he couldn't imagine that even the Changmao Xiwang had heard of the beautiful scenery of the Chengnan Academy, but he was a little complacent, and said at the moment: "I didn't expect the West King to know the scenery here, the old man has been in charge of the academy for several years, and the ten scenes here include Lize Hall, Shulou, Yangmengxuan, Yuexie, Cirrus Cloud Pavilion, Nahu, Suoyufang, Cai Lingzhou, Forbidden Frog Pond, and Congzheng Valley, each with its own wonders. Yu Yi has a poem: Dao Huai opens Nanchu, and Zhu Zhang looks up to Xixian. Coming and going with the same chair, the history is barren. The stone is broken and the moss is ancient, and the stele is hung in green. Come to travel for nine days, nostalgic and dazed. That is to say, the scenery here ......."

Xiao Yungui has a black line, this old man is more conscientious than the tour guides of later generations when he talks about the scenery, and he quotes scriptures, he is a little dizzy when he listens, and hurriedly interrupts at the moment: "Old mountain chief, there is no need to introduce, we can just walk by ourselves, you take care of your students, don't make more trouble." ”

Ding Fuchen was originally excited, but was rejected by Xiao Yungui, and his face was extremely embarrassed. Hong Xuanjiao saw it, hurriedly stepped forward and smiled slightly: "Don't be surprised, the old mountain chief, our King of the West is straightforward and fast-talking, in fact, this beautiful scenery should be perceived by each person, as the so-called benevolent see the benevolent and the wise see the wise, the seniors' state of mind is different from ours, what the West King wants at the moment is a static word, to get rid of the case and work hard to form the suffering." ”

Hong Xuanjiao has a delicate face, speaks very elegantly, has a sweet voice like a lark in the sky, and has a faint demeanor of a famous lady between her gestures, but she is wearing a blue and bright robe, with a heroic and sassy air in her coquettishness, so that the men present are fascinated, and even Deng Yi, who is full of anger, bows slightly when he listens to her words.

Xiao Yungui coughed lightly, clenched his fists and said: "If you want to talk about the old, you can talk about the old, and if you want to walk around, you can also respect it, this king wants to go there with his wife to have a look." He pointed to the top of the Nanfu of Miao Peak, where the smoke and waves were stacked on top of each other, and there was a pavilion where the abbot saw Xu in the green hills.

Ding Fuchen twisted his beard and smiled: "Oh, that's the Cirrus Pavilion, here at a glance all the small, Xiangshui in front of the horizontal, the foothills are in sight, between spring and summer, looking west by the window, the smoke and clouds are stacked heavily, rising to the top of the foothills in Xiangbin, such as rolling wilts, which is the origin of the name of Cirrus Clouds." ”

Xiao Yungui really couldn't listen to Ding Fuchen's nagging, and hugged his fists and said: "Thank you for telling me the origin, this king is one step ahead." Then he looked at Zuo Zongtang, who was still angry, and said with a smile: "Mr. Zuo must have a lot to say when he sees his mentor and friend again, and it must be inconvenient for this king to be present, so let's separate for a while, and then go down the mountain together." ”

Zuo Zongtang snorted heavily, ignored Xiao Yungui, and went straight to Lize Hall, Ding Fuchen, Deng Yi, Li Shourong, Wang Minyun and others hurriedly followed.

Xiao Yungui smiled and said: "The book business is arrogant, but it still smells sour. He looked back at Hong Xuanjiao with a frown, and said, "Xuanjiao, let's go up to the Cirus Pavilion to have a look, I also have something to ask you." ”

Hong Xuanjiao hummed, turned her head and left, then suddenly looked back and smiled: "I also have something to ask you." ”

At that moment, Xiao Yungui instructed the warden to continue to do his own business, and he and Hong Xuanjiao each took two male and female guards to look at the Cirrus Cloud Pavilion and left.

Hong Xuanjiao's legs are obviously not good, and the female soldiers are supported by the guards on the mountain road, Xiao Yungui wanted to help, but Hong Xuanjiao didn't give him a chance, and let the female soldiers support him and go first in the morning.

Miao Feng is not too high, after a while six people have arrived outside the Cirus Pavilion, only to see that above the top of this place, a small pavilion, but only three or four people can rest. …,

From afar, you can see Changsha City and the Xiangjiang River, as well as the scenery of Nahu Lake and Laolongtan under the Miao Peak, but in Xiao Yungui's opinion, it is boring, and he smiled at the moment and said: "What Cirrus Cloud Pavilion is boasted of by literati and ink writers, and it is nothing more than that." ”

Hong Xuanjiao sat on the stone chair in the pavilion, tidying up her robes and clothes, and ignored Xiao Yungui, but seeing her beautiful face, it was a scene to sit in the pavilion.

Xiao Yungui coughed lightly in embarrassment, and ordered the four male and female guards to retreat down the mountain road to guard, swing their cloaks, and sit next to Hong Xuanjiao.

"Uh, does the injury on your leg still hurt?" Xiao Yungui didn't know where to start, so he had to ask about the injury first.

Hong Xuanjiao's big eyes glanced at Xiao Yungui, shook her head and asked, "How is the injury on your waist?" ”

Xiao Yungui smiled and said: "Our old man, the skin is rough and the flesh is thick, and the gold sore medicine is no longer in the way." ”

Hong Xuanjiao hesitated for a moment, gritted her silver teeth, and asked softly: "I heard about the rice grain you got in the city to fill the chessboard, how did you come up with this method?" She had doubts in her heart, but she didn't dare to ask clearly, so she had to ask about the rice grain filling the chessboard first.

Hong Xuanjiao asked softly, Xiao Yungui's heart slammed, touched his chin and short beard, and pondered in his heart, this little lady was eager to kill herself last night, why did she ask softly today, did she start to doubt herself? She is more knowledgeable than Hong Xuanjiao in her impression, and it is very likely that she is also soul-possessed like herself, and now she asks herself like this to set out her own words first. But it's not good to be sure that Hong Xuanjiao is possessed by future generations, he can't tell it together, he can only confirm the identity of the other party before making plans, if Hong Xuanjiao is not a future generation, let her know that she is a fake king of the West, it's a shame.

Thinking of this, Xiao Yungui laughed dryly and said, "Recently, Brother Tian entrusted me with a dream and taught me this method, and I will be able to do it." ”

Seeing Xiao Yungui smiling very reluctantly, Hong Xuanjiao also heard that what he said was not true, scolded secretly in her heart, and smiled lightly: "I see, Brother Tian really favors you." ”

Hong Xuanjiao laughed even more fakely, Xiao Yungui laughed dryly twice, and after thinking for a while, he said: "Xuanjiao, I remember that you haven't learned so many allusions before, why did you speak in a literary way today." ”

Hong Xuanjiao was slightly annoyed in her heart, she doubted Xiao Yungui's identity, so when she saw her again today, she deliberately showed a few literary talents, wanting to attract Xiao Yungui's attention.

She said lightly: "When I was in Chenzhou, I asked people to find some books on famous places in Hunan to read, and I also asked some people, so I knew about it." ”

Xiao Yungui smiled secretly in his heart, this little girl is not very good at lying, making up a lie is full of loopholes, oh at the moment, stared at Hong Xuanjiao and asked: "Xuanjiao, when do you like to read books?" Once upon a time, you only liked to dance with knives and guns. ”

Hong Xuanjiao was stared at by Xiao Yungui's big eyes, slightly flustered in her heart, and said in a low voice: "This, this, people will change, and the moon will be full." ”

Seeing her cramped appearance, Xiao Yungui was very happy in his heart, and he had the intention to bluff her, and then said seriously: "Oh, this is strange, when Brother Tianwang and Brother Dongwang arrive in a few days, I will ask them how much you have changed in Chenzhou." ”

It's also strange that Xiao Yungui is too serious to speak, Hong Xuanjiao's heart tightened, and he didn't tell that he was joking, and his heart became anxious, if this guy talks nonsense to the King of Heaven and the King of the East, wouldn't he be very bad? Thinking of the secret order of the East King, Hong Xuanjiao couldn't help but tremble in her heart, although the person in front of her was very suspicious, but seeing that this person's words were false and exaggerated, and there was no half of the truth, Jihua, who originally wanted to join forces with him, seemed to have become unreliable. What if he were truly a man of the Hereafter? When it comes to life and death, isn't he just seeking self-preservation, but how can he care about his own life and death? Maybe he really knew his identity, and in order to protect himself, he would betray himself first. …,

Thinking of this, Hong Xuanjiao quietly reached into her arms, her face slowly became cold, and she gritted her silver teeth and asked, "Let me ask you again, how did you know the story of filling the chessboard with rice grain?" ”

Xiao Yungui saw that she was angry, and she became even more charming, just thinking about continuing to laugh at her, and smiled at the moment: "I said that it was Brother Tian's dream, I said that the big guys all believe it, why don't you believe it?" Xuanjiao, why do I think you've changed? ”

As soon as this remark came out, Hong Xuanjiao was startled, and his words reminded Hong Xuanjiao that the king of the West in front of him was shrouded by a god possessed by his brother, and he had experienced the possession of the soul, and he had long believed that there were mysterious things in the world. Thinking that he had revealed a lot of flaws to him today, he would definitely break the casserole and ask in the end, how could he lie? The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, Hong Xuanjiao suddenly had evil thoughts again, it was better to take advantage of the fact that no one killed him here, first, he could kill his mouth, and secondly, he could also give an explanation to the king of the east, even if his subordinates asked, he would be the biggest after his death, just say that there were assassins ambushed on the top of this mountain and assassinated him.

Thinking of this, Hong Xuanjiao's heart pounded, and after taking a deep breath, she suddenly pulled out a dagger from her arms and stabbed it at Xiao Yungui's throat.

Xiao Yungui was stunned, and in a flash of cold light, he subconsciously turned his head to the side, only to feel a cold swish on his neck, followed by hot blood flowing out. Xiao Yungui woke up in shock, shocked and angry in his heart, damn it, does this little lady have a grudge against herself? I want to kill myself again and again.

The mind turned, the cold light came, Xiao Yungui didn't have time to think about it, let go of the sharp blade, grabbed Hong Xuanjiao's wrist fiercely, and pulled it violently to grab Hong Xuanjiao's dagger, but he didn't expect Hong Xuanjiao to react very quickly, and he pounced forward, and the two rolled to the ground together.

Xiao Yungui grabbed Hong Xuanjiao's right hand, but he didn't want her left hand to have an extra short blade, so he only heard her soft voice whisper: "Don't blame my sister, sister, I have no choice, it's better for you to die than for me to die." ”

Between the lightning and flint, Xiao Yungui's heart flashed over the annoying four-eyed girl, and he couldn't help but call: "Four-eyed sister! Are you a four-eyed girl? ”

In an instant, Hong Xuanjiao's short blade stopped at Xiao Yungui's throat, and both of them looked at each other blankly, and under the same eyes, for a while, both of them seemed to have been struck by lightning, and their bodies froze after a shock.