At noon, You Long suddenly jumped into Xiangfu Temple from outside the wall, saying that he was wearing stars and moonlight day and night to mobilize the brothers and friends of Quzhou Mansion for thousands of miles, and the father-in-law of the Chenghuang River God Land of various cave mansions laid a net to search for Lu Ye's traces, and he had been tossing until now, and he couldn't help but jump directly into it when he saw the high wall.

After listening quietly, Chen Douyu asked three words: "Did you find it?"

You Long glanced at Chen Douyu sadly, and poured a big sip of wine and said, "Don't you ask me if I'm thirsty, tired, tired, sleepy, hard, hard?"

Chen Douyu said: "It's hard work, eat and drink enough and go to bed quickly." ”

The small wine jug that You Long had just lifted hovered over his mouth, looked at Chen Douyu suspiciously, and said, "What's wrong with you? ”

Chen Douyu said lightly: "You are busy until now, take a good rest, and I will go to find Lu Ye." ”

"Do you know where this kid is?"

Chen Douyu shook his head.

"And where are you going to find him?"

"I don't go to him, let him come to me. After speaking, she didn't wait for You Long to be long-winded, and walked out of the mourning hall.

You Long stood at the door of the mourning hall, and saw Chen Douyu performing Taoist stealth techniques, and his back gradually faded, melting into the air like a wisp of breeze.

He really couldn't think of what trick Chen Douyu could use to find Lu Ye, and he didn't necessarily see a big beauty running to the street to cry, make trouble, and hang herself, right? Thinking of this, You Long shivered, and hurriedly shook his head vigorously, no matter how you look at Chen Douyu, he can't do this kind of thing.

Chen Douyu hid his figure and walked out of Xiangfu Temple, and saw a brand-new notice posted at the entrance of the temple. She stepped forward, took out a brush, and did not need to dip the ink path to pick up the pen on the side of the notice with the name of "Lu Xun", and wrote the three small characters "Chen Douyu", and then smeared the former all black.

After writing, Chen Douyu stood in front of the Anmin notice and looked up for a moment to admire his calligraphy. After three years of retreat, the words have grown a lot, at least better than the five words that the guy painted on the straw mat.

What's more, Lu Ye definitely didn't expect that he would come to such a beautiful hand, seeing that the pool of water was even more mixed.

Thinking of the appearance of that guy when he saw the Anmin notice that had been altered by himself, Chen Douyu couldn't help but feel very happy in his heart.

Walking through the secluded alley in front of Xiangfu Temple, Chen Douyu quickly walked up to Hanzheng Old Street.

The crowds on the old street are surging, and the first to hear is what happened in Xiangfu Temple last night. Chen Douyu listened attentively, and from time to time, the name "Lu Xun" popped out of everyone's mouths. In less than half a day's work, he has managed to become a household name.

Listening to these people tell the story of how Lu Xun showed his might with one enemy and three enemies, and helped the prefect Zhao Qingtian to subdue demons, Chen Douyu was angry and funny, and came to the door of a teahouse.

Outside the door, dozens of people gathered around the security notices posted on the wall. There was a man who looked like he had read a book, and he was explaining it to everyone word by word. The crowd continued to erupt in bursts of exclamations, and some people clasped their hands together and proclaimed "Amitabha".

The person who pointed to Anmin's notice said with a spittle, and said: "The next sentence is'After the matter, you will go to the clothes, and hide your merit and fame'...... Huh?"

Xiucai suddenly couldn't speak, and found that the word "Lu Xun" had turned into a ball of black ink at some point in the place where he pointed his finger, but there were three more small words "Chen Douyu" next to it.

He looked left and right, confirmed that it was not the hands and feet of the person next to him, scratched his head in confusion and said, "Hell, hell......"

Chen Douyu pulled away from the crowd and walked into the teahouse.

Hundreds of guests were seated in the teahouse, and many were standing to drink tea. Chen Douyu looked at the back of the black head, and saw the storyteller with a goatee sitting behind the table, knocking on the "snap" with the wake wood in his hand, and said in his mouth: "That demon three heads were cut off by Lu Jianxian with a sword, and he couldn't help but be frightened that the three souls were born and seven spirits ascended to heaven, and asked in surprise: 'Who is coming?' Lu Jianxian held the fairy sword in his hand and fought eight ways at night, and said with a slight smile: 'I am the sword fairy Lu Xun, when will the demon not be given a head?"

"Okay-" The audience in the teahouse was full of applause, some slapped the table and some knocked on the stool, and some simply took the cup and "dangdang" to knock it, which made the shopkeeper feel distressed.

Chen Douyu stood next to the wall, and kept hearing the storyteller finish the story of "Zhao Qingtian visited Xiangfu Temple at night, and Lu Jianxian punished the three demons".

The teahouse became more and more chaotic, some guests wanted to leave after listening to the book, and some guests who were finally waiting for their places outside rushed to squeeze in.

Mr. Storyteller took the opportunity to sneak into the backyard to relax, and before he could step into the hut, he was slapped on the shoulder from behind.

The storyteller turned back in amazement, and Chen Douyu revealed his true body and said: "What the book just now said is quite lively, but it's a little wrong." ”

When the storyteller saw that a beautiful woman took the initiative to talk to him, he was half crisp first, and said, "May I ask what is wrong with the fairy......"

Chen Douyu smiled and said: "The sword immortal who cut off the demon's head is not called Lu Xun, her name is Chen Douyu." ”

She used her toes to write the three words "Chen Douyu" on the muddy floor and erased them again.

"Chen Douyu?" the storyteller was stunned for a moment, and then said excitedly: "Could it be that there are other stories in this?"

Chen Douyu took out a gold ingot from his cuff and put it into the storyteller's hand, and said, "Of course there is, it's all in it!"

The storyteller looked at the golden ingots in his hand, and said with dry lips: "But the notice of the government says ......"

Chen Douyu interrupted: "It's written wrong, and it has to be changed." ”

The storyteller groped for the gold ingots in his hand, and muttered: "The official mansion is stamped with the official seal of the prefect in black and white, and it is difficult to make a small one-I don't know what to say yet?!"

He had another gold ingot in his left hand.

I have the storyteller's ingots in my hand, and I raised my head and said, "Chen Douyu, right? But I don't know who that Chen Douyu is?"

"I am. ”

"Are you ......?" the storyteller suddenly realized, and his face couldn't help but show a hint of pity. The fairy girl in front of her with an extremely beautiful face and body must have wanted to be famous and crazy, and she actually impersonated herself and had to make herself into the book. Impetuous, too impetuous, young and unsteadfast in reading and doing things, always thinking of some crooked ways to become famous overnight.

He was going to say a few words earnestly, if he could make him lose his way and know that he would be able to make great merit, but he held two heavy gold ingots in his palm, and soon realized that this was a fairy girl with a dream, why should he help others and benefit others and take what they need, isn't that also a small merit?

I heard someone shouting in a loud voice: "Meng Xiucai...... Did you fall into the pit?

It turned out that the shopkeeper of the teahouse waited left and right to wait for the storyteller to come back, so he called a guy to urge.

Mr. Storyteller answered loudly, turned around and ran to the teahouse, two gold ingots into his arms, his heart was boiling with blood, thinking about his wife's new clothes, the wages of the family on the leaky roof, and the bride price of the eldest daughter-in-law......

Chen Douyu watched Mr. Storyteller emotionally knock the waking wood in his hand with a shocking sound, stood in the small courtyard and smiled quietly, yes, this is what I want.

Suddenly, she looked back, and a little smug light flickered in her bright eyes.

Lu Ye looked at her helplessly, and said in a dull voice: "Very happy?"

Chen Douyu's smile seemed to disappear into the air, his pretty face was tense and cold like frost, and in an instant, it was an inverted spring cold, and he said: "Isn't this the Sword Immortal Lu Daxia, dare to ask what you are doing?"

Lu Ye witnessed Chen Douyu's face become faster than the June sky, and it turned out that turning his face faster than turning a book is not just a legend.

In fact, he followed Chen Douyu all the way after he walked out of Xiangfu Temple, and Chen Douyu's seemingly childish actions were all forcing him to take the initiative to appear, which also showed her determination to fight side by side with her once the Heavenly Demon Sect launched a crazy revenge. Lu Ye was angry and funny, and more deeply moved. If it weren't for Luo Jialiang's death this time, he probably wouldn't have imagined that this first descendant of the Hanging Heaven View for a thousand years, who was always cold as frost and had a clear sword heart, could do things so childishly.

Well, of course it's pretty cute.

Lu Ye lowered his head and said, "I didn't bet on you. It's just that I think that the revenge of the Heavenly Demon Sect will come soon, and if I continue to stay with you in Xiangfu Temple, I will implicate everyone. And after I leave, I can go from light to dark, which is good for everyone. ”

The moment Chen Douyu saw Lu Ye, most of the stuffiness in his chest had dissipated. Just looking at this black boy's relaxed expression like a nobody, Bacheng had already hid aside to watch the excitement of himself and Youlong, and the fire in his heart couldn't help but rush up, no matter what, he couldn't easily spare him!

"It turns out that I was kind enough to treat the liver and lungs of a donkey as a donkey, not only did I misunderstand Lu Daxia, but I also ate salty radishes and didn't worry about it?

Lu Ye couldn't help but turn around and want to leave, but he stiffened for a while and sighed: "Chen Zhenren, have you made enough trouble?"

This kid still thinks he's making trouble!

Chen Douyu sneered and said, "Don't you just want me to apologize, it's best to cry and beg you to come back." It's really good, Lu Daxia dares to act and dare to be above board, who doesn't praise you as a manly husband? I, Chen Douyu, don't ask about indiscriminate and unreasonable trouble, but a little woman in the eyes of the world. You can be vigorous, and I should be grateful to Dade, right? Lu Daxia, what do you think of me?"

"Friends. Lu Ye raised his eyes and looked at Chen Douyu, his eyes were calm and indifferent: "I know, you are my good friend who Lu Ye can trust with his life." ”