Bang bang bang!

"Little Wind, I have your letter!"

As soon as Xiao Fengfu woke up, he heard a rough knock on the door, it was an old and somewhat cynical voice, not Yu Yi's.

He frowned slightly, and there were still bursts of sharp pain in his head, as if he was about to explode, making Xiao Feng a little confused for a moment whether it was a dream or a reality just now.

At that time, he was so painful that he could barely breathe, and he was in no mood to care about anything else, and after saying that sentence, it seemed that all his energy had been exhausted, and it was already dark in front of him.

It was all too sudden.

Suddenly, Xiao Feng couldn't react.

Xiao Feng bit his lower lip a little irritably, took a deep breath, and tried to calm himself down.

But the knock on the door was still fierce and non-stop, obviously not giving Xiao Feng the slightest time to let Xiao Feng adjust his mood.

On the table, the rolling floc who refused to go back to the cage to sleep was leaning on Xiao Feng's sleeve and sleeping like mud, which seemed to be a soft puddle.

Taking a deep breath, Xiao Feng squeezed out a smile, slowly exhaled turbid air, patted his face, carefully moved the roll to the side, stood up and opened the door for the visitor.

The one who knocked on the door was the thief old man, holding a light blue post in his hand, but he didn't know what had eaten a corner.

Xiao Feng said helplessly to the old man, "Seniors are boring?"

"That's right. The old man said, of course, "I slept well last night, and I don't need to catch up on sleep, of course I'm bored." ”

"Oh. Xiao Feng casually answered and turned back to the room.

"Why is the little one's face so bad? Not like that down there. The old man didn't need Xiao Feng to greet him, he entered the room by himself, closed the door, sat down at the table, slapped the post on the table, and asked.

Xiao Feng smiled slightly, "I accidentally fell asleep just now, and then I had a nightmare." ”

"What nightmare can scare you like this?" The old man asked curiously.

"Nothing. Xiao Feng poured a cup of tea for the old man and himself, picked up the teacup and took a sip, obviously not wanting to say more.

The old man frowned, thought for a while, and glanced at the white bird who was paralyzed into a ball of flesh, "By the way, this snow sculpture is here with you, what about the snow lotus?"

"Goo~" Rolling floc screamed softly, but still didn't mean to wake up.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Feng asked strangely.

The old man took a big sip of tea, "That snow lotus is of no use to this snow sculpture, it is better for you to eat it, so you can save such a sin." ”

Xiao Feng pursed his lips, "I don't know." ”

"Why don't you little guy know what's wrong?" The old man raised his eyebrows slightly, "I'm looking at you, and I'm not harming you, why are you still guarding against me?"

Xiao Feng tugged at the corners of his mouth, "Roll and eat." ”

The old man Huo Di stood up, "How is this possible?"

Xiao Feng tilted his head slightly to look at him, "What did I lie to you about?"

"But cole," the old man swallowed, "that snow lotus is used by it to recognize the Lord, what is the matter with it eating it by itself?"

Xiao Feng blinked, and finally understood why he wanted to give Snow Lotus to himself that day. But that day, he asked the roll to deal with it himself, but he saw that the roll got bigger and he ate it into his stomach, but it had nothing to do with him at all.

The old man looked directly at Xiao Feng's eyes, and seeing that Xiao Feng didn't look like a lie, he scratched his head and muttered helplessly, "This is really a mess." ”

Xiao Feng no longer paid attention to this stubble, he had never been willing to force something that was not his. Slightly nodded at the post on the table, changed the subject and asked, "What is it?"

"I saw it myself. The old man didn't pay any attention to the stubble, and raised his chin and said.

Xiao Feng pursed his lips, picked up the post casually and opened it to read.

The words in front have been eaten, and there are more than a dozen juanxiu characters in the back: In the past three moments, Qinlan Pavilion is waiting for the two masters.

Qinlan Pavilion is not only a music square, but also a force in the rivers and lakes.

It's not an ordinary music shop, up to the court, down to the peddlers and pawns, all sides do business, different from the business of Qinglou, people come and go, and the business is very prosperous.

One of the important incomes of Qinlan Pavilion is the income of Le Fang.

It is not an ordinary force in the rivers and lakes, with ten large rudders and one hundred and eight small rudders, which just correspond to the ten counties and one hundred and eight counties of Xifeng, and it is one of the sixteen second-rate forces in the rivers and lakes.

Xiao Feng raised his eyebrows, "What's the matter?"

"I don't know. The old man said casually, seeing Xiao Feng looking directly at him with the invitation, he immediately reacted that he had misunderstood, "This post was pulled out of the mouth of the little white horse outside, and I don't know if I haven't eaten enough or what, I eat everything, you see, I have eaten half of it, fortunately I have sharp eyes, otherwise you wouldn't know anything." Isn't it time to thank me?"

The old man muttered, not knowing whether he was talking to himself or to Xiao Feng, and his tone was too proud.

Xiao Feng was a little crying and laughing.

The post was made by him to the wind, otherwise he wouldn't have received an invitation from his travels in the past few years?

If you can't receive it, you don't know, and the person who posted it can't find his trouble, but it's another way to say that you don't get it.

He is a person who is afraid of trouble, and many things are naturally how simple and how to come.

The old man talked to himself for a long time, and when he saw that Xiao Feng didn't answer a word for most of the day, he looked down at him strangely.

Xiao Feng coughed lightly, and said helplessly, "It's just right, there should be a share of you, come with me in the afternoon." ”

The old man blinked and said blankly, "What does it have to do with me?"

Xiao Feng reminded, "Have you forgotten the sachet you touched yesterday?"

The old man's eyes widened suddenly, as if he was more surprised than seeing a ghost, "Then that is the person from Qinlan Pavilion?"

"Hmm. Xiao Feng ignored the old man's pretense of confusion and nodded, "That costume is the uniform costume of Qinlan Pavilion." ”

The old man suddenly lowered his face and scratched his head vigorously, "It's over, I'll run as fast as a thief, how can I provoke such a big guy, if they besiege me, I'm going to die, I'm going to die." ”

He suddenly looked at Xiao Feng pitifully, "Xiao Feng, that, can I not go?"

He suddenly became arrogant again, "It doesn't have my name on it, does it?" ”

He nodded solemnly, "Yes, yes, that's it, that's it!"

Xiao Feng saw that the old man's face had changed several times, and there were a bunch of crooked reasoning in his mouth, angry and funny.

The old man didn't wait for Xiao Feng to answer, he suddenly drank all the tea, picked up the teapot and drank several big sips, chewed it together with the tea leaves, stood up and said vaguely, "No, the little white horse outside is really my lucky star, I want to thank you well, don't stop me, Xiao Feng, don't stop me." ”

With a bang, the old man closed the door and went out.

Xiao Feng looked at the old man and disappeared in a few blinks, and pulled the corners of his mouth helplessly.

He didn't intend to force the old man to go, just to tease him, but he didn't expect such a big reaction.

He shook his head, wanted to smile but couldn't, so he could only pull the corners of his mouth again, close his eyes slightly, and sigh softly.

He was tired, but he didn't dare to sleep, and he couldn't.

Outside the room, out of the inn, the old man really went to find the wind.

The fart was staggered, and he brought a big bale of hay.

But instead of thanking and thanking, I went to tease it.

These guys, if they weren't too tired, if they weren't too heartless, they wouldn't be as interesting as a horse.

(End of chapter)