Chapter 5: There is no sun or moon in the mountains

The bamboo forest is rustling, the breeze is coming, and the light green robe is gently fluttering with the wind, which is indescribably free and easy.

A sigh vanished into the wind.

Everyone knows that Lu Dongli's guilt, self-blame, remorse, and self-torture are all because of the Wind Festival.

If the Wind Festival returns......

When his eyes met, Lu Dongli's eyes were too calm and too silent.

changed the appearance of the Feng Jin Festival, but after all, Lu Dongli failed to recognize it.

The all-powerful Wind Festival still did not create a miracle after all.

Knowing that it is normal for Lu Dongli to not recognize himself, why, for a moment, he is extremely depressed?

Shaking his head, he smiled bitterly and laughed at himself, Feng Jinjie, Feng Jinjie, you are so naïve and unrealistic!

"Jinjie, what kind of nameless fire are you making? I finally found someone, but I only had one breath left, you are understandably angry, and now that the person is sober, and the injury is almost better, you are depressed and uncomfortable? At least the situation of seeking death and life that I was worried about at the beginning did not happen, he is so calm and rational, isn't it what you are happy to see? In his mind, there was a voice of Zhang Minxin, the witch of Xiaolou, who had too much "classmates love" and was paying attention to her classmates all day long.

Slowly exhaling a breath of turbidity, Jinjie replied sullenly: "He doesn't speak!" ”

"Tsk, Wind Doctor, you really think you are the reincarnation of an immortal! Lu Dongli was injured so badly, it would be good to be able to save him, if there were not so many elixirs from you, how much hope do you think he would have to wake up? On that day, who cried and shouted that as long as people lived, it would be fine, and now they are angry with your little apprentice for no reason, alas, people, it is really Longwangshu, even if you are a great sage! ”

Jinjie twisted his eyebrows, and he could almost imagine the woman's schadenfreude and grinning expression, and he snorted heavily: "His eyes and voice seem to be incurable, but in fact, psychological factors are the important reason, since his eyes are better, why can't he pronounce it?" Could it be that his heart knot is still difficult to solve after all? ”

"Jinjie, you're concerned about it! Although you are excellent in medicine, you are not proficient in mental and psychological diseases. On that day, his mind and body did not cooperate with your treatment, and he completely gave up survival**** You had to force yourself to use the Tianyin Soul Trick, leaving the news in his heart that Su Wanzhen was seriously ill and returned from the Feng Jin Festival, so that he had a belief in his heart that he must cheer up and cooperate with your treatment! Now that he has come to his senses, it shows that your mental confusion and stimulation methods are still very effective! It's just that he is already depressed, how can an ethereal and empty thought allow him to completely let go of his heart knot? Why do people want to heal and recover as soon as they see you? You're not the Wind Festival now! ”

Jinjie was stunned for a moment, and said with a wry smile: "Yes, who am I?" It's normal that he doesn't recognize it! ”

"Jinjie, in the process of looking for someone along the way, haven't you been thinking about how to get along with him and how to tell him your identity? Why are you still confused? It's not like the style of your good student. ”

"Zhang Minxin, you are scheming, why don't you come up with a good idea for me?"

"Hey, what's the trick? Do you have that to say about your classmates? Hmph, it's really good to be repaid! Didn't I say it earlier, isn't it just a soul crossing and resurrection from the dead? Ancient books are full of such travel stories, and it doesn't necessarily mean that people can't accept it! ”

Jinjie rolled his eyes, and it was such an old-fashioned story, and only a fandom like Zhang Minxin would hold a bunch of Tanmei books, which was regarded as a golden rule. What kind of dead ghost doesn't enter Fengdu City, what time tunnel, what rebirth, alas, this kind of excuse, if you say it, will it scare people away first? After all, Lu Dongli is an orthodox Confucian disciple, and he has always disbelieved in strange forces and chaos, so he won't be regarded as a demon, right?

If anything could be explained by a crossing......

Shaking his head, such a ridiculous reason, alas, Lu Dongli wouldn't think of himself as a psychopath, right?

As soon as he thought of this, Feng Jinjie was angry, why did that Fang Qingchen tell a lie, his face was so round that his face was not red and his heart was not beating, the world believed it, and there was no doubt about it, and it was also a loss that his little emperor was crazy, and no one could refute or doubt it. He also wanted to drag Ah Han out as a shield, anyway, Ah Han was asleep, and he didn't care about such trivial matters with him, but this kind of nonsense, 30,000 people in Dingyuan Pass probably wouldn't believe it, let alone Lu Dongli, a person who gets along day and night? With a long sigh, he threw this problem behind him, and rethought how to dispense the medicine and how to put it down, anyway...... The days of getting along are still long, since Lu Dongli can know and intersect with Feng Jinjie, he can naturally see some signs from the bits and pieces of daily interaction. Rather than being shockingly scary, it is better to let him doubt himself before accepting it. Well, who is he? He is a Feng Jinjie who is capable of everything except giving birth to children, how can he be trapped with a small reason?

The mood suddenly improved, and he was preparing today's medicine with a smile, leaving Zhang Minxin alone from the screen to watch him busy up and down, drinking by the way, humming a little song, and asking him again and again if he had any good way, but Jinjie replied with an unfathomable face: "Don't say, don't say!" Zhang Minxin held back the depression in her stomach and had nowhere to vent. Thinking of finally putting this witch together, Jinjie's mood is even better.

The following days were spent almost in this way of chatting, relaxing, healing, and recuperating from injuries.

After Lu Dongli woke up that day, everyone introduced their names to each other, and Lu Dongli wrote the word "Feng Nianzhu", and Feng Jinjie was stunned for a long time.

Nian bamboo, read bamboo, Lu Dongli is thinking about the wind festival all the time!

Almost instantly, Feng Jinjie was about to blurt out: Dongli, I am Jinjie!

It's just that he used all his strength to restrain his impulse.

Pursed his lips slightly: "I look at Brother Tai people as light as chrysanthemums, humble gentlemen, the ancients said: Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely see Nanshan, if you take the name of the east fence, what do you think?" ”

At that moment, Lu Dongli's heart was shaken, and he almost fled in a hurry!

East Fence East Fence, people are as light as chrysanthemums, is it a coincidence, is it intentional?

Does he already know who he is?

He tried to steady his mind, and looked at the man carefully, still convinced that he had never seen him. But with such eyebrows and eyes, such a look, smiling so much that he took over the grace of heaven and earth, as chic and uninhibited as if he wanted to return to the wind, if he wore a white dress that was always bright and bright, wouldn't it be ...... Suddenly, the thought that came to me, such a familiar feeling, was a burst of thought, and it was clear in front of me that it was still the noble son who was always free and unrestrained, smiling at the prince, and the most wild and proud free man.

He suddenly had some realization in his heart, this person may have already understood his identity.

It's just that he is so dedicated to treating himself that he should not be hostile to himself. What's more, he fixed his eyes on it, such a dashing and upright, such a spaciousness and madness, he couldn't imagine that such a person would also have evil thoughts and be bent on using himself!

With such an understanding, he nodded his head and recognized the name of "East Fence".

When he came back to his senses, he saw that the man was smiling with crooked eyebrows, he held his breath in his heart, and waved his pen and asked, "Haven't you asked the son's surname Gao?" ”

The man's voice is always a little arrogant, a little arrogant, and a little careless, so familiar that as long as you close your eyes, you will think that in fact, his confidant and friend have never left, and you will suspect that the sorrow, resentment, and grievances of the past are actually just a nightmare. He held back his breath, his palms were wet with cold sweat, and his heart was somehow tangled and chaotic, but he heard him say lightly: "My name is - Feng - Jue Fei!" ”

The word "wind" was paused, and Lu Donglian's heart also followed, almost stopped beating, and when he heard the word "Juefei" again, he couldn't tell whether it was disappointed or self-deprecating, and he didn't react for a long time.

But the man laughed loudly: "Why do you think this name is very meaningful and remarkable, right?" With me, a person who is plump and chic, and the jade tree is in the wind, is it especially expressive? I just said that I can't tell others my name at will, I think last time, I was in the most famous floating life stealing house in the capital of Yanguo, how many Oiran red fans heard my name, and they actually competed to withdraw money, just to see my demeanor of the young master, hahaha......"

Lu Dongli was angry and funny, and he didn't know how true or false his words were, but he laughed for a while, and suddenly thought: "Jue Fei, Jue Fei, Jue Fei is today and yesterday is not?" Really...... Good name......"

But I heard the wind and Jinjie said slowly: "Lu - Dongli, Feng - Juefei, these two names don't sound like an ordinary match, we are really very fateful!" ”

Lu Dongli sighed, Lu Dongli and Feng Juefei, just two very ordinary names, what does it have to do with fate? It's. Just looking at his serious face, but there was a bit of playfulness in his eyes, his heart jumped, and he always felt that he seemed to have something to say, as if he had already known himself, and his doubts were deeper, frowning and pondering, but he was always impressed.

Suddenly, I couldn't help but put pen to paper and asked, "What is your relationship with the Wind Festival?" ”

But seeing the guy who was smiling very arrogantly, his smile suddenly stopped, his face stiffened, slowly, hooked the corners of his lips, and sighed: "Lu Dongli is worthy of Lu Dongli!" I used to hear him always praise you for knowing ten things, and having great wisdom, but I still don't believe it, but when I see it today, I know that it is not a lie. He paused, and a smile came back to his face, "I'm the heir he received many years ago!" ”

Lu Dongli was stunned.

Descendants? Disciple?

Judging by his words and deeds, he has the grace and bearing of the Wind Festival, the same free and easy, the same superb medical skills, and the same unfathomable, but why haven't you heard the Wind Festival mention that he has such a successor?

"I am the heir he received when he was trading in the desert, although it is a descendant, but we are almost the same age, and we are of the same nature, and we are only equal friends. He hates trouble the most, and only cares about having fun and enjoying himself, but he kicked me to the rivers and lakes. He...... At the time of the disaster, I was still in the Yan Kingdom, and I didn't know about it at all...... Later, I got the news and rushed back to Zhao State, only to get the letter he left, asking me to take care of you! It's just that you didn't listen to his arrangement and went to find Qu Daoyuan, but you disappeared without a trace, so I had to look for you all over the world! Now I finally live up to my trust, and I am running around the ends of the earth in vain! Marshal Lu, Lord Lu, do you still want to wander the world alone, blame yourself alone, and let him die without turning a blind eye?! In the last sentence, Feng Jinjie's voice was slightly raised, with a little dissatisfaction and resentment, pointing directly to the hearts of the people.

Lu Dongxuan's body shook, his face became more and more pale, but he was speechless.

Jinjie, Jinjie!

It's always been you're thinking about me, it's always been you're protecting me, even if you've been away for so many years, the people you entrusted still haven't given up on me!

Lu Dongli is so fortunate that there is a friendship festival!

I can't leave quietly again, I can't have any prevarication, the person in front of me is actually the heir of Jinjie!

Looking at him, it seemed that Jinjie was still in front of him, still handsome, still unparalleled, his heart was sour, and tears almost fell from his eyes.

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The young man's name is Gu Ziyang, I heard that he was once the young owner of Tianyi Villa, who was once famous in the martial arts, but the vendettas and disputes in the rivers and lakes continued, and at a young age, he experienced the tragedy of the destruction of the family, and there were hundreds of people in the village, leaving him alone on the day of the great change, crawling out of the dog hole, escaping a disaster, but he fell into the rivers and lakes and became a child. That day, Lu Dongli fainted to save him, he cried in a daze, and he didn't know what to do, but fortunately, the wind and strength appeared, which made him suddenly have a backbone. He followed Feng Jinjie all the way, and said with a heart: "Uncle was injured to save me, if I can't take care of him from time to time and see him get better, I won't be able to live in this life!" So, as a matter of course, he stayed. Although he is taking care of Lu Dongliang, he is not skilled in medicine, clumsy, Feng Jinjie is afraid that he will help more and more, in addition to taking care of Lu Dongli on weekdays, the rest of the time is used to train Gu Ziyang. Gu Ziyang is also smart and clever, and he studied carefully about the medical and medicinal properties of Feng Jinjie, and after more than ten days, he actually understood a lot of nursing knowledge. The longer he got along with Feng Jinjie, the more he felt his unfathomable medical skills, and he admired it, and insisted on apprenticeship, Feng Jinjie saw that he was resolute and a little smart, and he had no choice but to agree, but he didn't like people to call himself "master", and always felt that "master" called himself old, so he changed his name to "childe".

Lu Donglian's leg injury is getting better day by day, and his old diseases are getting better, and he often goes out of the bamboo house in a wheelchair to bask in the sun and see the scenery. He still couldn't speak, usually when the three of them were together, it was the other two who spoke, he smiled and listened, and if he was asked, he would communicate with a pen. Fortunately, Feng Jinjie saw that his internal injuries all over his body were slowly recovering, and his mind was peaceful, no longer as desperate and self-suffering as before, and he was very happy in his heart, although he couldn't speak, and he had great regrets, but he also firmly believed that as long as time passed, when the old wounds in his heart were finally healed, he would no longer be anxious and sulk.

Sometimes Lu Dongli watched him pour himself alone in the bamboo forest, leisurely as if he was in a prosperous and beautiful place, if there were three or two confidantes around him, warm nephrite*, I am afraid that he will be more chic and happy? This thought was inadvertently mentioned to Feng Jinjie once, and Feng Jinjie couldn't help laughing: "Alas, those who know me, Dongli also! Think about it, I haven't appeased my group of pink beauties for months in order to take care of you, and I don't know if they want to see through the autumn water, don't be sad and hateful! Next time, if you see my confidantes, you must buy some gifts to comfort them! You don't know how terrifying it is for a woman to start a fire! Then, he began to talk about where he had seen the most gentle beauty, which beauty was the most delicate and lovely, and where the Oiran was so affectionate and righteous, and the appearance of a beautiful son in the turbid world, which made Lu Dongli cry and laugh, speechless.

Sometimes, the Wind Festival will also blow its own world-beating medical skills. What black jade intermittent ointment, what big pill, rejuvenation pill, rejuvenation pill, the name is scattered and sensational, and by the way, I also tell stories about these elixirs. What Shaolin Temple's small pill is a healing medicine, what Kongtong faction's black jade intermittent ointment is the most effective, even if Lu Dongli's bones are broken, apply a thick layer, it will be able to connect the tendons and bones, intact. Of course, I will also talk about what Shaolin Temple is, how magical the Yijin Sutra is, what is the Wuyue Sword School, how the hypocrite Yue Buqun is despicable and shameless, and how scheming is deep. Lu Dongli only regarded him as exaggerating and telling stories, all of which were strange and strange, and he just laughed at it when he heard it. That Gu Ziyang is an unusually worshipful Feng Jinjie, and the words that come out of his mouth, whether they are legendary or exaggerated, are all taken seriously, and even ask what school Feng Jinjie is from, is it the most powerful free school, is Xiao Wuxianggong really so magical? How to make a life and death charm? Hearing this, Feng Jinjie smiled and nodded, and raised his head with a big hand, and said: "The son can be taught!" ”

Occasionally, the wind festival will also be full of poetry, to get drunk and splash ink, or write a half-word, or draw a picture of a beauty under the moon, complacent, proud, pull Lu Dongli, he has to continue to write the inscription, Lu Dongli can't help him, so he has to reluctantly sing with his poems. Lu Dongli was born in Hanlin, and was a talented man who was also greatly appreciated by the emperor, his ability to write poetry and songs is excellent, and he is a very serious person, although he was dragged by the wind to write poems and paint, but he also tried his best and refused to be perfunctory at will. In this way, the two of you come and go, in this green bamboo forest, under the bright moon, it is indescribably free, elegant and elegant. Lu Dongli has always been worried about the country and the people, with the world in mind, and with enthusiasm to pay the common people, for the sake of the people of the country and the country, he often can't sleep at night, and he is so happy that he is born early, and those who are in the past years have long been worn away by the difficulties of the people's livelihood and the bitter cold outside the plug.

Once, Lu Dongli inadvertently asked who owned this bamboo forest, Gu Ziyang couldn't help laughing, and told the story of pretending to be a ghost and half-buying and half-giving away in a very respectful and admiring tone. It turned out that Lu Dongli was seriously injured and unconscious, and everyone said that he would not be able to hold on, and he lived in the inn at the beginning, and the boss was afraid that someone would die in the inn, and the spread would affect the business, and some inns were unwilling to take them in, and some inns would speak ill of them for three or two days, and sweep people out of the house. encountered such a few more times, and Feng Jinjie was the time when he was anxious and worried, Rao was used to seeing the sophistication of human feelings, and he was also angry, so he coerced and seduced, revealing a superb kung fu, and the innkeeper was frightened, and he had no choice but to accept the three of them. After Feng Jinjie calmed down, he couldn't complain about the ruthlessness of businessmen, and Lu Dongli was too seriously injured and needed a quiet place to recuperate and recuperate, so he had the idea of finding a place to settle down and live for a long time. He wandered around the city and outside the city, and accidentally found this bamboo forest, only to feel quiet and elegant, the scenery is unique, and he was overjoyed, so he found the owner of the bamboo forest. He used to be the most successful businessman in Zhao State, and he knew that he had the courage to come to the door, saying that if he wanted to buy land, he would inevitably suffer difficulties, even if the owner was willing to sell, he could not bargain and take the opportunity to raise the price. It is also thanks to him that he has been a Qin Tianjian, and those astrological feng shui are the first to say, so he made up a rhetoric, and bluffed the master, and hurriedly transferred the bamboo forest to the Feng Jin Festival, and finally thanked Dai De, praised the grace of the father, and thanked the Feng Jin Festival for his disaster. Since the Wind Festival settled here, the poor owner still sent some delicious food and wine from time to time, and he was even more respectful of the Wind Festival.

Lu Dongli heard this past, Rao is his gentlemanly temperament, and he couldn't help laughing and scolding, of course, in his belly. After laughing, I couldn't help but compare this "Feng Juefei" with his "Feng Jin Festival", I always felt that these two people were generally willful and arrogant, frank and chic, there were two people with such similar temperaments in this world, I couldn't help but be surprised, sentimental, and confused. Sometimes it is inevitable to look at Feng Jinjie in a daze, and Feng Jinjie doesn't remind him, but he is secretly happy in his heart.

Although Lu Dongli looked as usual, his mood seemed to be very indifferent, as if all the hurt and remorse had been in the past life and gradually faded away, but he was still speechless.

Sometimes, when he sat in a wheelchair, staring blankly at the floating clouds in the sky, or watching the bamboo leaves drift away, his expression suddenly became sad and bleak.

Wanzhen, Wanzhen......

In the dream, the voice seemed to remain in his mind all along, unable to dissipate, so clear that it could not be forgotten, and it could not make him believe that it was just a dream.

Wanzhen, the woman who always smiles gently, is she living alone like a year?

Wanzhen, the woman who waited quietly forever, was she alone with tears and tears in her desolation?

Wanzhen, the wife who sewed clothes for him and raised children for him, is she safe now?

Wanzhen, Lu Dongli, I owe you deeply!

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Chapter 6 is a vague figure of the deceased

The mountain breeze is cool, the birds are singing, and the scenery is leisurely, as if all the troubles and hustle and bustle of the world have been far away from here.

A snow-white dove, fluttering and flying down, landed on the palm of the wind festival.

Removing the sealing cylinder, the pigeon cooed a few times, then spread its wings and flew high, slowly disappearing into the sky.

Unfolded the note, Feng Jinjie looked at it quietly, spit out in his palm, and the confetti was sprinkled on the ground, and the mountain wind blew and turned into dust.

He took a long breath, and when he turned around, he saw that not far away, Lu Dongli was sitting on a stone bench, looking at the bamboo forest, stunned, and the mountain wind blew his clothes and hair flying, making him more and more haggard and emaciated.

With a sour heart, he sighed and approached Lu Dongli.

"I have some old knowledge, I have nothing to do on weekdays, so I like to collect legendary stories and the latest news from all over the world, pass them on to each other, and just smile at Bojun. Just now, an old friend of Zhao Guo sent a message to ......"

Lu Dongxuan's expression was shocked, and his eyes showed eager desire.

Feng Jinjie smiled slightly and sat down: "Speaking of Zhao Guo, that Marshal Lu's widow ......"

In fact, Su Wanzhen's affairs are very simple and boring, she almost stays at home, she reads classes all day long, closes her door, does not see outsiders, and can be introduced in just a few words. But since Lu Dongli first finished talking about Su Wanzhen's bits and pieces of the Feng Jin Festival, he often saw the Feng Jin Festival, his eyes lit up, and he looked at the Feng Jin Festival with eager eyes.

Feng Jinjie had no choice but to tell me the very small things one by one, including what to eat every day and what books to teach Xiao Yingzhen to read. And Lu Dongli listened to it over and over again, as long as Wanzhen's mother and son were safe and sound, he always had a gentle smile on his face. Such leisure and indifference, such a bland happiness, has never been seen in many years. Later, Feng Jinjie also took the initiative to tell the daily life of Su Wanzhen's mother and son, and some things were repeated repeatedly, and the people who talked about it were not impatient, and the people who listened to them were not bored.

It's just that the personnel responsible for transmitting intelligence information, especially the "Tianxuan" of the "Big Dipper" who is in charge of Zhao Guo's intelligence, are even more depressed and almost roar to the sky.

Sad, indignant and depressed, the world's first intelligence organization "Beidou", the famous Seven Stars Tianxuan, how many people hold a lot of silver, waiting for him to throw out priceless information, but they just stay in a remote Lujia town all day long, specializing in collecting trivial things about a pair of orphans and widows.

He also wanted to protest against this very inhumane task, but he did not dare, because it was the task of his boss himself, and he had to send messages regularly every day. If Su Wanzhen's mother and son had the slightest disturbance, and he didn't report the boss in time, then he would wait to be skinned and ravaged!

Woo woo, life is really boring and miserable!

His wise and great boss Mo, Master Mo, why did he leave so quickly? Let go, why do you want to leave a ghostly gourd-like book of heaven, and mysteriously pass down the last words: the one who can crack this book of heaven is his descendant and the second boss of "Beidou".

Boss Mo single-handedly founded the "Beidou" organization, and in just a few decades, "Beidou" has become the most mysterious and powerful intelligence organization in the world.

There are rumors in the world that there is no information that Beidou can't get, only news that you can't think of. No matter what you want to know, as long as you bring enough silver, reach the top of Tingxiu Mountain at the "Beidou" headquarters, and enter the Beidou Palace, you can get a satisfactory answer.

It is such an open and mysterious organization, and the monarchs of all countries in the world want to find out how Beidou operates, want to understand the principals of Beidou, and even want to take such a powerful intelligence organization for themselves, but all of them are failures, making these emperors hateful and jealous, angry and afraid.

The mystery of "Beidou" is for the world, but for the people in Xiaolou, it is viewed with the mood of watching the excitement and gossip, just because the founder of "Beidou" is Xiaolou's classmate, Mo Fei.

Xiaolou is limited to the rules, for the students who have joined the WTO, he never provides any information related to the simulation, although any conspiracy and trickery cannot hide from them sitting in front of the computer screen, but the importance of intelligence, the key to timing, often determines a person's life and death in an instant. Just like the Fengjin Festival in this life, although everything has been calculated, but there is a lack of correct and timely information, I didn't expect that before the success, King Rui hid all the birds, resulting in the Fengjin Festival Although many retreats were arranged, it was too late to start in a hurry, and he could only die of grievance and hatred.

In the simulation of the fourth generation, a very good friend was killed by a conspiracy, and in a fit of anger, in the fifth generation, he swore to create an intelligence organization with eyes and hands, so "Beidou" came into being.

Feng Jinjie violated the regulations to enter the WTO and look for Lu Dongliang, it was absolutely impossible for Xiaolou to give him any help. In the vast sea of people, it is even more difficult to find someone who hides his identity. When he returned to Zhao, he first found the huge merchant force left over from the past years, and asked the major merchants across the country to help find Lu Dongli as the successor of the Fengjin Festival. After searching for a long time, in the end, Feng Jinjie had to come to the conclusion that Lu Dongli had left Zhao State.

In the Zhao Kingdom, he still has the merchants, black and white forces to rely on, but out of the Zhao Kingdom, the world is so big, with his personal strength, to find a person is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack.

Feng Jinjie was depressed, and he was drunk alone in Tianxianglou, but he met "Tianxuan", one of the seven stars of "Beidou", and suddenly thought of the "Beidou" founded by Mo Fei, with the power of "Beidou" in all countries in the world, and the all-pervasive intelligence personnel, to find a person, I am afraid that it is much more powerful than those inexperienced businessmen.

At this time, Mo Fei had already returned to Xiaolou, leaving a so-called heavenly letter to test the heir, no one in the "Beidou" Seven Stars could crack it, but the heavenly book could not be easier for Feng Jinjie.

The so-called "Book of Heaven" is full of long and short, short and long, a little horizontal, seemingly inexplicable strokes, for the ancients, it is indeed impossible to understand something, but in the eyes of people in the small building, it is the Morse code that can be recognized at a glance.

The simplest and most primitive password foundation.

For the people in the small building, it is also an extremely old password that can hardly be called a secret one.

Mo Fei is playful by nature, even the selection of successors is also funny and improper, for him, it is a very fulfilling thing to be able to stump that group of arrogant apprentices, it doesn't matter whether "Beidou" has a real successor. What's more, although Mo Fei's trick is a joke, it is not completely without consideration. The Big Dipper is all apprentices he has cultivated, each with his own strengths, and he has to designate a boss among the seven, but he is afraid that the other six may not be really convinced. Once the seven of them fight openly and secretly, even if Mo Fei has left the world and returned to Xiaolou, seeing that the disciples he trained have lost their original friendship and mutual assistance, I am afraid that he will not feel good. People's hearts are too fickle, power is too easy to corrode a person's heart, even though Mo Fei believes that his disciples who have been cultivated for decades are pure-hearted, but he is not willing to really test their humanity.

Murphy himself is fun and lazy, after founding Beidou, in addition to the beginning, he did spend mental effort to develop the organization, but after a few apprentices learned a little, he almost threw everything to the Seven Stars to deal with, the Seven Stars are responsible for a piece of affairs, mutual assistance and cooperation, and his own boss has simply become a hands-off shopkeeper, so although Beidou has the saying of the Lord of the Seven Stars, in fact, this organization does not need a real boss to co-ordinate, but operates naturally under the control of the Seven Stars. Without the founder of Mo Fei, "Beidou" would not be leaderless.

Unexpectedly, Mo Fei's original whim of an idea actually made Feng Jinjie pick up a big bargain.

With the ability of Feng Jinjie, cracking the "Book of Heaven", and then showing a few more skills, it is natural for Qixing to believe that he is the true heir of Mofei. At this time, it has only been a few years since Mo Fei left the world, and the Seven Stars are deeply influenced by Mo Fei, and they are indeed bent on finding the real Mo Fei heirs, and now that the heirs are out, they are also sincerely worshipped, and there is no jealousy or resentment. What's more, the demeanor and even martial arts methods shown by Feng Jinjie are not much better than their own masters, and they make Qixing completely admire and surrender.

With the help of the powerful intelligence organization "Beidou", it is much easier to find a Lu Dongli with obvious characteristics. For a while, the relevant information of various countries was gathered to the Beidou Palace one by one, and it was finally determined that Lu Dongli was in Qingzhou, Dai State.

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Knowing that Wanzhen was safe, Lu Dongli unconsciously became more suspicious of the clear and clear voice in the dream. I originally suspected that it was just my own illusion, but now I am even more sure of this speculation, but I don't have the courage to admit it after all. Maybe it's because I'm too worried, too longing, only in a coma, will I let myself say the deepest desire in my heart, and I will confuse myself again and again, Jinjie is by his side, and Jinjie has never left himself. And when he was sober, how could he not remember that the person was already dead, it was he who pierced the heart and lungs with a sword with his own hand, and it was he who watched the man fall into his arms with a smile.

It turns out that dreams are dreams after all, and illusions are illusions after all.

All the beauty, all the happiness, is just a mirror, even such a quiet and quiet recuperation day, is just a dream!

It is the words and deeds of "Feng Juefei" that are too similar to Feng Jinjie, so that he always unconsciously looks at that figure in a daze, and it is Gu Ziyang's pure and sincere dependence and care, which makes him always inadvertently think of his little child who has only met a few times, is he also so kind and innocent? Unconsciously, they also walked into his heart and became his bonds.

However, the more you indulge in this happiness, the more uneasy your heart becomes, and how many times do you force yourself to remind yourself, how can you deserve to enjoy this happiness? How can you live a comfortable life on your own?

As soon as he thought of this, he couldn't help hating himself, so he proposed to say goodbye again and again, but he was always blocked back by Feng Jinjie and Gu Ziyang for various reasons.

One of the most justifiable reasons for the Wind Festival is: "If you can't be cured of your dumb disease, how can I continue to bear the title of the world's first miracle doctor?" If you want to go, okay, I'll follow! ”

Sometimes it was Gu Ziyang who grabbed him and cried loudly: "The grace of dripping water should be reciprocated with a gushing spring, how can the uncle's life-saving grace just leave?" If the uncle insists on leaving, Ziyang should serve himself! Or said: "Ziyang has suffered great disasters since he was a child, has no father and mother, is lonely and helpless, and regards his uncle as a relative, and the uncle can't bear to abandon his son?" Lu Dongli replied: "You have the master's teaching, you are no longer alone, as long as you learn medical skills with peace of mind, you can stand up to the sky." Gu Ziyang immediately responded: "The son is like a father, and the uncle is like a mother, how can the uncle be mixed up!" Lu Dongli was stunned for a moment, and couldn't figure out how he became a "mother"?

Na Gu Ziyang was young, just crying and playing tricks in every possible way, the more he talked, the more outrageous it became, and Feng Jinjie also did not care about his identity and face, and the reason he said was even more reasonable, and even complained that Lu Dongli did not give him the opportunity to experiment and exercise his medical skills. In all this, the master and apprentice tried their best to pretend to be pitiful and righteous, talk about friendship and kindness, and talk about Lu Dongli so much that they couldn't cry or laugh, and when they saw the two of them, they were crooked and righteous, and they could only lose their armor and collapse the army. Poor Lu Dongli commanded a million troops and was calm and comfortable, but under this entangled tear-jerking offensive, the army was defeated like a mountain, and every time he had not yet "spoken", he made the two of them depressed.

There is no sun and moon in the mountains, it has been more than half a year in a flash, Lu Dong's bones have grown well, and he can walk on the ground with a pair of legs, although he can't run and jump violently, but he has walked like an ordinary person, and even the many old injuries and dark injuries on his body have been cured one by one by Feng Jinjie's shocking medical skills. In addition to not being able to speak, Lu Dongli's body is finally getting healthier. It's just that he has been tortured too much, and the foundation he laid in the early years is completely broken, and his body is full of holes. Feng Jinjie has worked hard, daily medicinal diet, food supplement, conditioning, and rehabilitation, but after all, it is still impossible to completely erase the damage that has been done. was so angry that Feng Jinjie secretly grinded his teeth, thinking of Lu Dongli's torture and waste in the past three years, he really hated to catch this stubborn guy and teach him a good lesson.

On this day, the wind festival hid early in the morning, I don't know what I was busy with, Gu Ziyang held a medical book as always, compared with the herbs all over the ground, to understand the medicinal properties of various herbs, what diseases to treat, and Lu Dongli was on the side, helping Gu Ziyang distinguish the herbs, and by the way, spread out a bunch of herbs to bask in the sun.

The two of them studied seriously, and before they knew it, it was almost noon, but they heard Feng Jinjie shouting "eat", and Gu Ziyang jumped up in shock: "Alas, I forgot to cook again!" ”

Lu Dongli smiled bitterly, shook his head, patted Gu Ziyang on the shoulder, and signaled him not to mind. Gu Ziyang cried and said with a sad face: "I don't know how the son will punish me again this time." As he spoke, he walked towards the bamboo house.

As soon as I entered the bamboo house, I saw Feng Jinjie coming over with a large plate of food, and said with a smile: "What day is today, do you know?" ”

Gu Ziyang was worried about himself, and shook his head blankly: "What day?" Is there anything special? ”

Feng Jinjie just looked at Lu Dongli and smiled silently.

Lu Dongli's mind was attracted by that plate of food.

Wrapped in green bamboo leaves, there are different shapes, some are triangular, some are long, and some are square, which is clearly - zongzi!

The heart was agitated, trembling hands stretched out, took a zongzi, untied the zongzi leaves, white glutinous rice, occasionally mixed with red beans, mung beans, peanuts, gently bite, the fragrance is elegant, soft and glutinous and smooth, with a faint bamboo leaf fragrance, it is indescribably delicious.

For a while, stupid, stupid, stunned, in my ears, a faint voice sounded, I don't know if it's really an illusion, I don't know what night it is, whether it's just like many years ago, the chic man in white, holding a zongzi with a smile, indifferently recounted the legend that is so long ago that I don't know which time and space it is:

"Legend has it that in the distant past, there was a country called Chu State, and Qu Yuan, the doctor of Sanlu, was dedicated to the country and the people, and he was able to ...... the virtuous."

"The Qin State broke through the Yingdu, and Qu Yuan threw a big stone into the Miluo River and died......"

"Legend has it that the people of Chu poured rice balls, eggs, and realgar wine into the river, saying that when the fish, lobsters and crabs were full, they would not bite Dr. Qu's body......"

"For fear that the rice balls will be eaten by the dragon in the river, the people wrap rice with leaves, wrap colored silk on the outside, and it becomes zongzi......

"Gradually, a ritual was formed, and the fifth day of the fifth month of the lunar calendar every year is called the Dragon Boat Festival......"

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"Dongli, if one day, you are weak with one hand, it is difficult to save the country, and a piece of blood is thrown into waves, do you still have no regrets?" On that day, I tasted the zongzi made by Jinjie himself when I saw it for the first time, and Jinjie suddenly asked, and between the eyebrows, which had always been free and easy, there was a hidden worry and sadness.

At that time, what did you answer?

"Even if the country is difficult, even if the whole world is turbid, I will not regret it!"

No regrets, no regrets!

Friends died, wives were separated, children were separated, people were disabled, and ambitions were destroyed......

No regrets, no regrets!

The deceased confidant, the friend who worries about him even when he dies, the friend who always thinks about everything for him and always protects him......

It turns out that today is the fifth day of the fifth month of May, and today is the Dragon Boat Festival!

The people in front of you, the people in your previous life, vaguely seem to be together, smiling, admonishing, and comforting......

He couldn't move, he couldn't think, he just grabbed the zongzi in a daze, opened his eyes wide, and looked at the person in front of him who was smiling.

What he was talking about, it seemed that he had never really heard it in his ears, but he could clearly hear a voice in his ears talking non-stop, the legend of the Dragon Boat Festival, the origin of zongzi, and the warm comfort, encouragement, and support......

"Dongli, I hope that when that day comes, even if you are hurt and wronged, even if you sacrifice the most important friendship and family affection, this persistence, this persistence, this belief, you can still remember clearly, you can still smile and say: worthy of your heart!"

Jinjie, Jinjie, it turns out that you have long expected such a tragic day?

Jinjie, Jinjie, even if I really don't regret it, but I can't be ashamed......

His eyes were slightly moist, and he looked at the blurred figure in front of him, his heart was turbulent and his lips trembled slightly.

Is that you? Jinjie?

…… Jinjie, Jinjie, Jinjie!

It seemed to be a very jerky and hoarse voice that sounded low, so strange, so excited, so sad......

There was a snapping sound, and the person who was almost out of his body woke up!

Lu Dong's eyes widened, but he found that he was holding the zongzi with his right hand, but his left hand was stretched out at some point and gently pressed on the face of "Feng Juefei"! Lu Dongli was taken aback, hurriedly withdrew his hand, and glanced at it, but saw Gu Ziyang's mouth wide, and a half-eaten zongzi was rolling on the ground.

Feng Jinjie looked at Lu Dongli in a daze, but his eyes were ecstatic, almost stunned. Lu Dongli stepped back with an embarrassed and ashamed face, he took a step forward suddenly, and grabbed Lu Dongli tightly: "Dongli, Dongli, can you speak?!" ”

Lu Dongli was dazed, talking? Did he speak?

It seems that when he was in a daze, he called out "Jinjie", but that was just his subconscious call! The person in front of him, how can he be a former acquaintance?

Shaking his head with a wry smile, he looked back at the wind festival in a daze.

Why do you know the legend of the Dragon Boat Festival?

Why do you make zongzi?

Who are you, exactly?

Really, is it just a descendant of the Wind Festival?

Why, I have never heard Jinjie mention that there is such a successor?

He didn't know what his sudden thought was, he only felt that his heart was beating faster and his mouth was dry, and he could only stare at that handsome and handsome face motionlessly, and his mind seemed to be blank.

In front of him, Feng Jinjie's eyes gradually turned into sadness, sorrow, and disappointment, and he could only smile bitterly.

If it's not Jinjie, how can it be Jinjie?! I really didn't expect him to ...... It's so confused that it's daydreaming, it's really ...... Sorrowful!

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On the second day, before dawn, Lu Dongli took out a few clothes that he had secretly packed up and walked out of the bamboo forest.

Thinking of these days with the Wind Festival, Gu Ziyang, talking and laughing unscrupulously, and getting drunk together at night, it is actually the most relaxed and carefree day in this life. I once thought that his happiest and most beautiful life was the time when he knew and intersected with Fengjinjie and fought side by side, but although he was happy, successful, and happy, he also had setbacks, frustrations, resentment, injustice, and pain.

When the day was miserable and self-suffering, if someone said to himself that one day, he would still be able to laugh, he would be able to live without worry, and he would be able to make close friends and confidants again, but I was afraid that he would definitely scoff at him. Sure enough, life is like a dream, and waking up from a dream is impermanent, no matter how great the suffering is, it will pass, and no matter how deep the pain is, it can be diluted, but such a clean and unrestrained freedom is unbearable, unacceptable, and unwilling for him to indulge in it like this.

Sometimes, he feels that he is an ominous person who will inevitably bring disaster and pain to those close to him. After months of intersection, "Feng Juefei" and Gu Ziyang are already like relatives and friends in his mind, and the more he invests in his feelings, the more frightened he becomes, only afraid that one day, his identity will be exposed, which will bring catastrophe to the two. Therefore, although I was reluctant and sad, I still insisted on leaving. In this life, Lu Dongli should be lonely and old, and he no longer deserves to be happy.

Let alone......

He sighed.

Although the promise of the day has not been truly fulfilled, it has not forgotten half of it.

Walking through thousands of mountains and rivers, enjoying the beautiful scenery of the world, tasting the world's fine wine, this is the story of his and Jinjie, this is his commitment to Jinjie, he always has a feeling in his heart that he is independent and does not want to be known by others.

It's just that thinking of the arrogance and arrogance of "Feng Juefei", his recklessness and enthusiasm, although he is far from his own personality, is like the most attractive magnet, which makes people fall for him unconsciously. It's just an occasional chat, writing poems, and painting together, but it seems to know three lives and three lives, and they cherish each other, like confidants, just like ...... Back then, the love of intersecting with the Jinjie!

Is it just because he is a descendant of the Wind Festival?

It's just a descendant, not a father and son, is there such a similar person in the world? Moreover, father and son may not have the same temperament.

Why is it that even the expression, tone, and even some words of the speech are exactly the same, so that people are unconsciously confused together?

I can't stand it, so I think of another person as a jinjie in such a confused way!

I can't forgive myself for mistaking Jinjie!

There are some indescribable emotions, my heart is confused, and I have to leave them secretly, perhaps, a person can calm down, you can see more clearly, think more clearly!

Sigh lightly, just say goodbye, in the end, too ruthless, too disrespectful!

But I heard a leisurely sigh and then came into my ears: "Dongli, you really deserve to be my confidant, you actually know that I eat junk food every day, and I can't bear it anymore!" Looks like you've been suffering from it for a long time, right? There is a very famous noodle shop in Qingzhou City, how about traveling together? ”

Lu Dongli looked up in amazement, in fact, the sky was not clear, the east was slightly white, separated by several feet, and his face was hazy, but the man was long and jade, lazily leaning on an old tree on the side of the road, dressed in white, flying without wind, and others were there, but like the most dazzling sun, his eyes lit up in an instant, and he could win the glory of heaven and earth.

Dressed in dazzling white!

The freest and most chic person, the most loved and most often worn white clothes! He once thought that except for that person, there was no one in this world who could wear white clothes so freely and freely, and he could wear white clothes so noble and leisurely.

However, here and now, there is a person, the same free and easy, the same uninhibited, the same noble, because of the hazy, unable to see the face, but more set off the person's grace and grace as bright as the sun and the moon, and the eyes can no longer contain other people and other things, only the long and elegant white.

Since he met "Feng Juefei", he has never seen him dressed in white, at this time, at first glance, only to feel a stream of blood rushing straight to the brain, like a lightning strike, the whole person is stupid, stupid, the heart is going around only that poem: the crowd is looking for him thousands of times, suddenly looking back, the person is there, the lights are dim.

Yes, yes? Really, illusory?

The man smiled and asked, "Dong Li, how are you?" ”

Almost without thinking, he nodded, completely forgetting what he was doing and what he was thinking.

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Hahaha, zongzi, it's a great and fierce zongzi, let us cheer and praise you! Sprinkle flowers......

Because of you, Dongli finally doubted the identity of Jinjie, and because of you, Dongli finally spoke, although, uh, it was a flash in the pan!

Scratch your head, this, it's the sixth homework, I'm really, I have written zongzi! Covering his mouth and snickering......