Soon, Zhang Lan'er left Tianyin Fang.

"Lu Xingyun. It's not going to rain, is it?" said Zhuge Xiaoye, looking at the clear sky just now.

"Pretty much. Lu Xingyun, there was a cold war. Although it is summer, the wind at this moment is really not small. I saw the dark black clouds in the sky constantly rolling, and the long chains of electric light flashing alternately in the distant sky, indicating that a thunderstorm was coming soon. It is a rain peculiar to summer. It comes suddenly, and it goes quickly.

Soon, the rain poured down from the sky. Fortunately, Lu Xingyun and Zhuge Xiaoye had already seen the dilapidated small temple at this moment.

By the time Lu Xingyun and the others came to this small temple, their bodies had already been soaked by the pouring rain and couldn't get wet anymore.

The two of them stood at the door of the small temple as if they wanted to come out of the water. Suddenly, a bolt of lightning struck, which was reflected in the small temple. By the flash of light, several ghostly statues stood on the throne. A deafening cold sound followed. The flash of light flashed, and both of them involuntarily snorted.

Maybe it was because of the rainforest, Lu Xingyun always felt that this small temple was gloomy and cold.

"Fortunately, the fire fold is not wet. Lu Xingyun took out a paper bag made of yak leather from his arms and said.

After getting the rain on his face, Zhuge Xiaoye got busy. With the thunder and lightning, Zhuge Xiaoye quickly collected some hay and firewood from the small temple.

The fire was lit, and there was finally some warmth in the small temple.

The small temple is actually not small, and there is still a lot of room to put down two horses and two people. On the throne of the gods are four statues with hideous faces, and in this firelight, there is no such cold and terrible as before.

Lu Xingyun took a closer look at the four statues, only one of them had a complete physiognomy, and the remaining three were all broken and couldn't see what they looked like.

Zhuge Xiaoye sat by the fire, adding dry wood, and the flame became bigger. The two of them set up two shelves by the fire and put their wet clothes on them.

"You're still smart. Zhuge Xiaoye took out a wet fire fold that had been broken and said.

"Huh. Lu Xingyun smiled and didn't say anything.

You know, no one cares about this kind of trivial matter on weekdays, and only when you have experienced such a thing will you remember to wrap the fire fold in vellum paper. Lu Xingyun had been wet in the rain before, so he knew. And he also knew that Zhuge Xiaoye would know it in the future.

"Saya. Lu Xingyun's eyes inadvertently saw the jade pendant hanging around Zhuge Xiaoye's neck.

Seeing Lu Xingyun staring at himself, Zhuge Xiaoye also knew what Lu Xingyun was going to ask, touched the half of the jade pendant and said, "I've been carrying this since I can remember, and he doesn't know it." ”

Seeing that Zhuge Xiaoye didn't mean to lie, Lu Xingyun didn't ask any more. Everyone has their own secrets, but not everyone knows what their secrets are. Take Lu Xingyun as an example, he doesn't know who his biological parents are. His name was given by his master.

The rain outside the small temple is getting heavier and heavier, but fortunately, although the small temple is broken, it is not leaking much. Otherwise, it's really not fun. In addition to the crackling sound of burning firewood, it was the sound of Lu Xingyun and their talking, and the heavy breathing of the two horses.

Can't help but be curious, Lu Xingyun glanced back at the statue again.

"What's so nice about this. Zhuge Xiaoye said disapprehantly.

"Don't you think there seems to be something missing from this idol?" Lu Xingyun said, pointing to the idol's hand.

After being reminded by Lu Xingyun, Zhuge Xiaoye stepped forward and looked at it carefully and said, "Hmm." It really seems like something is missing. ”

"But it doesn't seem to have anything to do with us. Zhuge Xiaoye said with a yawn.

Lu Xingyun shrugged his shoulders and added a piece of wood to the fire. He always felt as if something was wrong, but he just couldn't remember.

The already tired body, coupled with the consumption of the sword comparison with Ryazan, Lu Xingyun also felt very tired. However, being tired does not necessarily mean sleeping.

Lu Xingyun is like this, unless he is so sleepy that he can't open his eyes. Or maybe he really wanted to sleep. Otherwise......

Lu Xingyun sat down on the cushion and began to meditate. Zhuge Xiaoye had already slept dimly, perhaps because of the relatively loud sound of rain outside the window, except for the occasional thunder, it was the sound of rain hitting the earth. The two horses, also motionless, stood there and fell asleep.

For a long time, Lu Xingyun has not meditated like he does today. There are many benefits of meditation, one is to meditate, one is to strengthen one's foundation, and one is to improve one's skills. There are many other functions, but these are the most important for those who practice martial arts.

Perhaps it was because of today's sword competition with Ryazan that Lu Xingyun had a little more understanding of swordsmanship. This kind of perception is something that can be encountered but not sought, even in that competition with Shangguan Tianlei, Lu Xingyun did not have this kind of understanding.

The flames gradually extinguished, and a lot of sweat condensed on Lu Xingyun's face, and true qi like smoke emanated from his head. I don't know when the thunder outside the temple disappeared, and the sound of the rain gradually returned to the silent night.

Soon, the night passed. Lu Xingyun's palms were facing each other, slowly leaning together, and then the two palms rotated staggeredly, suddenly in the shape of sword fingers, sword fingers facing each other, and gently placed flat on his chest.

Zhuge Xiaoye woke up very early, and when he saw Lu Xingyun practicing, he didn't get up and move around, so he just looked at him. This time Lu Xingyun's actions had a great impact on Zhuge Xiaoye. Of course, that's another story.

Lu Xingyun slowly opened his eyes, and when he saw Zhuge Xiaoye's eyes staring at him, Lu Xingyun was also shocked.

"I finally know why you're improving so fast. Zhuge Xiaoye got up and said to Lu Xingyun with a smile.

"Huh. Everyone has their own approach, and only what suits them is the best. Lu Xingyun understood what Zhuge Xiaoye meant, so he naturally said such a sentence.

Zhuge Xiaoye glanced at Lu Xingyun with great respect, this kind of respect is not only the kind of respect between friends, but also the kind of respect that the apprentice has for the master.

Of course, Lu Xingyun and Zhuge Xiaoye are not in a master-apprentice relationship, because they are friends. It was because they were friends that Lu Xingyun said that sentence that can be said to be very ordinary but very profound.

"Only what works for you is the best. Zhuge Xiaoye repeated it again.

Today's air is unusually fresh, perhaps because of the rain last night. The two rode horses and hurried in the direction of Lisong City. Although he practiced all night, Lu Xingyun's spirit was very good.

Lu Xingyun felt that Zhuge Xiaoye had changed a lot. Although, Zhuge Xiaoye still likes to play so much, and he is still so childish. However, there is more persistence and firmness in his eyes.

This is what Lu Xingyun wants to see, because what Zhuge Xiaoye lacks is this kind of mentality. What Lu Xingyun didn't know was that he brought all this, and even Ryazan didn't let Zhuge Xiaoye have such a change.

On the third day of the seventh month, from the song city, Tianyinfang.

More than a dozen young girls sat on the piano, and the elegant posture and moving sound of the piano filled the entire Tianyin courtyard.

It is not far from the seventh day of the seventh month of July. The people who left the song city were very happy and busy. Because, in these days every year, a lot of outsiders come here. Every businessman wants to get rich, and this is naturally a good opportunity for those who leave Song City.

The killing organization is still killing people, and people are either terrified to the extreme, or they have become numb. It's all dead, why don't you die alive and well. After such a long period of fear, many people seem to have figured it out.

Therefore, a large number of people from the rivers and lakes also rushed to Lisong City. Of course, they didn't come to listen to the Queqiao Piano Meeting, they came for fun. Because, what they care about is the martial arts conference.

At this time, an inconspicuous bird landed on Li Tianyi's windowsill in Tianyin Fang.

Soon it was the sixth day of the seventh month, and the song city was already crowded and lively.

In the evening, Aunt Cui's puppet shop closed the door as usual. For this old lady who sells dolls, the neighbors around her are also very enthusiastic, and the neighbors call her Aunt Cui. Aunt Cui's dolls are also sold surprisingly well.

Now Aunt Cui went to the Zhao Ji noodle restaurant on the street as usual.