When the scabbard was restored to its original state, it was already the second day, and it seemed that not sleeping all night had a great impact on Luo Yuemei's mental state, when the day was just dawning, Luo Yuemei grabbed the sword that was put aside, she looked unusually excited, and walked quickly to Yi Weiyi's house, she was anxious to give Yi Weiyi a surprise.

She walked to the door and raised her hand to knock on the door, and found that the door was not closed, Luo Yuemei pushed it gently, and the door opened with a "squeak", she walked into the room, a wisp of ink fragrance almost occupied all her sense of smell, Yi Weiyi was not in the room, Luo Yuemei gently put the sword on the table, and was about to leave, when she saw a piece of rice paper, spread on the table, with a few words written on it, a little ink marks, like a string of plum bones.

Luo Yuemei focused her gaze on rice paper, on which was written an ancient poem with a slight sadness.

"Leave home with one heart, and end up old with sorrow. ”

Luo Yuemei read this poem repeatedly, she knew that the name of this poem was "Shijiang Picking Hibiscus", the main expression of the poem was a strong homesickness, however, Yi Weiyi used it to express his grief over the loss of Mu Ling, but it made people in the know feel compassion.

Luo Yuemei was immersed in a faint sadness, she had experienced the love between Yi Weiyi and Mu Ling, as a bystander of their love, she also deeply tasted the joys and sorrows, she was a loser, failed to get her most beloved person, however, she was also a success, because she did not lose her beloved, she always stood in the invisible dark place of Yi Weiyi, ready to deliver all her all.

Luo Yuemei stayed in the house for a while, she was immersed in Yi Weiyi's grief, she had always lived in his shadow, the unknown corner of love. At this time, Yi Weiyi still didn't come back, Luo Yuemei picked up her sword and walked out of the house to look for him elsewhere.

The rooms of the three are on the second floor, after coming out of Yi Weiyi's house, Luo Yuemei decided to go downstairs to find Yi Weiyi, when she walked downstairs, she saw that Yi Weiyi was talking to the innkeeper about something, Luo Yuemei approached quietly and heard the conversation between the two, it turned out that Yi Weiyi was inquiring about He Zicang's whereabouts, and Luo Yuemei remembered that she was already in Jinmen.

Luo Yuemei stepped forward to greet Yi Weiyi, at this time Yi Weiyi also noticed Luo Yuemei, so she stopped asking, took a step closer, Luo Yuemei handed the sword to Yi Weiyi, a smile appeared on her face, and she said first: "Brother Yi, I've been looking for you for a long time, why are you here, oh, your sword!"

Yi Weiyi took the sword in Luo Yuemei's hand, stared at it for a long time, and found that his scabbard had been embroidered, but there was a beautiful plum blossom in the place where it was cut, Luo Yuemei was really a pair of skillful hands. Plum blossoms! Maybe there is a deeper meaning in this, but so what? How simple love is, how complicated it is?

Yi Weiyi was grateful, looked at Luo Yuemei, and said, "Thank you, Mei'er." ”

Luo Yuemei smiled, like a lotus flower quietly blooming in the water, she looked at Yi Weiyi with blazing eyes, and said softly: "Don't say it, by the way, Brother Yi, let's go eat something!"

Yi Weiyi stared at Luo Yuemei, who was standing beside him at this time, and the fragrance on her body smelled even more kind. I saw Luo Yuemei's eyebrows frowning, her face was surprised, and her cheeks were as crystal as jade, and she couldn't see a single flaw, Yi Weiyi avoided Luo Yuemei's eyes, he didn't dare to look at her directly, because he was afraid that he would be fascinated by those bright eyes.

Yi Weiyi pulled himself out of Luo Yuemei's fiery eyes, nodded, and said, "Well, let's go, Mei'er." ”

After speaking, he called the young man and asked for a few dishes, and the two of them sat facing each other and ate.

The two of them were eating vigorously, and suddenly two fierce figures broke into the store, one carrying a golden knife, and the other holding an iron sword, pacing into the inn with a big grin.

After the two entered the door, the man with the golden sword sat down on the side, and the man holding the iron sword muttered loudly, kept slapping the table, and shouted: "Little Er, Little Er! Go and sell a pot of good wine!"

Seeing that the two of them were sitting down at the table, and they were all angry, how dare the shopkeeper slack off, so he hurriedly took a pot of wine, sent it to the two, and asked, "Two masters, please drink slowly, do you want to eat something?"

The golden knife man squinted his eyes and glanced at the shopkeeper, and said, "Little brother, bring your best meals here, hurry up, wait a minute, we still have important things to do!"

Listening to the words of the man with the golden sword, the shopkeeper was about to retreat, when the man holding the iron sword took off a bag of silver from his waist, slammed it on the table, and said to the guy: "You dismissed all the guests in the shop, and told them that there will be a fight here, and if you are willing to leave, let them go, and if you don't want to leave, you don't have to force it, if you lose your surname because of this, Hugh will come to us." ”

Seeing the fierce looks on the faces of the two, the shopkeeper didn't dare to offend the two, so he had to do so, and some of the guests dispersed, but there were still some people who loved to watch the excitement still stayed in the store.

"Bang", the room became very quiet, suddenly, the door was pushed open, and a man in a green shirt came in, the person was dressed very plainly, a scholarly atmosphere, not like everyone in the rivers and lakes, but this sword hung from his waist. The two men who had come to the inn had stopped eating and drinking, and the man who had called for the golden sword put down his glass, stood up, and walked up to the man in the blue robe, and the two sides faced each other with angry eyes.

Seeing that the door was pushed open, everyone who remained in the inn stopped eating and drinking, and looked at the two of them together.

Seeing this, the innkeeper walked forward, put on a smiling face, and said: "Two heroes, the small shop is a small business, it is a livelihood to support the family, and the family is still counting on it to feed, please go to a vacant lot outside to compete." ”

The two looked at him, did not speak, and went out to the open space outside the house. The crowd was a little nervous and a little excited, and most of them followed out and crowded around to watch.

There was a small open space in front of the inn, and the two of them each showed their weapons, eager to swallow each other, and saw that they were about to decide life and death, so the man who called the golden knife said: "Danqing scholar Lu Xiliu, you still tell the whereabouts of the ghost axe painting, otherwise don't blame our two brothers for being ruthless." ”

"Hmph, I heard that your dragon snatching golden knife is invincible in the world, I want to learn it!"

The one who summoned the sword stopped talking, a golden knife flipped towards the sky, and a move swept over the clouds, and with a flick of his wrist, it was a soft sword wrapped around the waist. He shouted loudly, and it was like a thunderbolt in the air. The golden sword and soft sword suddenly fought in one place, and the sound of jingling mixed with the roar kept coming.

Luo Yuemei had already crowded into the crowd, shouting loudly, watching the battle between the two, and Yi Weiyi glanced at it a few times, then returned to his seat and sat down, he saw two old men sitting in a corner playing chess. Then he leaned over with great interest to see, the older man seemed to have bad eyes, and every time he took the next step, his face had to be close to him, and there was a pair of crutches leaning on the chair, as if he was disabled. The other old man sat in the corner, too dim to see clearly.

In a blink of an eye, the room was empty, and only Yi Weiyi and the three of them remained.

The battle outside the door was still going on, Lu Bo picked up a golden knife in the air and slashed at Lu Xiliu who called the soft sword, Lu Xiliu was fearless, held a soft sword in his hand, and shook it to attack Lu Zhong, the soft sword was in Lu Xiliu's hand, attacking Lu Zhong like a snake, Lu Bo turned the blade he picked up, turned the attack into defense, and for a while the swords collided, making a piercing sound, and the two came and went after more than ten moves, and they still didn't know whether they won or lost.

Suddenly, I heard a shout from outside the door, "Stop!", followed by a shout from the crowd, and suddenly it fell silent.

The two old men playing chess in the corner of the house, the younger ones rubbed their temples and sighed: "I have avoided a few fights, but I have only held a corner. This son of yours is still provoking robbery for no reason, knowing that I don't like to kill, what good is it for you to live or die? ”

The old man with a disability on his leg smiled and said, "Is it a headache again? Since no one is willing to admit defeat, let's seal the plate and say that we will go down again. Playing chess has to divide the winner and lose, so you can't hide from this kill. The world is like chess, and no one wants that. ”

The voice stopped, and the two people fighting outside the door also separated, and it was a man with a knife who spoke, and he was followed by two people, seeing that Lu Zhong and Lu Xiliu were separated, the man clasped his fists with both hands, took a step forward, and said: "Two heroes, in He Zicang, Xiajinmen, please give me a few thin noodles, don't make a murder here, I am grateful!"

"Since it is the famous arrest of He Zicang and the head of the Jinmen, then the matter of this day will be stopped, but, Lu Xiliu, this matter is not over, sooner or later I will go to you again. Lu Bo said viciously.

"Hmph, Lu Bo, Lu Zhong, my Danqing scholar is not a vegetarian, if you press step by step, I will take your brother's surname, I don't care what kind of golden sword and iron sword you have, I will make you a broken sword. Lu Xiliu said angrily, and his momentum was not inferior to those two in the slightest.

The one who called the iron sword was Lu Zhong and the man who played the golden knife was a brother, the two of them had a golden knife and an iron sword in the rivers and lakes quite prestigious, and the Confucian dressed up was named Lu Xiliu, this person was good at using a soft sword around the waist, and read poetry and books, he was a disciple of Li Yanqiu, a ghost axe painter, and was expelled from the school by Li Yanqiu because of his greed for wealth and wealth, stealing the paintings of the master and selling them for money. Later, he came to his senses and only sighed that it was too late, but he could never get back Li Yanqiu's trust, so he was worried about it.

The two decided to stop fighting, and suddenly a voice came "Wait!" Everyone looked at the man, it turned out that the person was Lu Zhong, only to see him walk in front of Lu Bo, and said anxiously: "Big brother, how can you let him go like this." ”

Before Lu Bo could speak, he walked quickly in front of He Zicang, stared at him for a long time, and said, "I want to know what kind of amazing person you are!"

He Zicang smiled and said, "It's just an insignificant catch in Jinmen, and he doesn't have much ability. ”

His voice was not loud, but the surroundings suddenly quieted down, Lu Zhong's face changed suddenly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, stared at him, and said in a deep voice: "I don't care if you are a Jinmen catcher or a braised chicken nugget, anyone who dares to care about my golden sword and iron sword will die!"

After speaking, he "choked", pulled out the iron sword, and the killing opportunity was revealed, and he was about to fight with He Zicang, but was stopped by Lu Bo, who was standing aside.

"Stop!"

Lu Bo smiled and said to He Zicang: "He Zhutou, the younger brother's surname is reckless, I have offended you, and I hope to bear with me." ”

He Zicang said with a smile: "The golden sword and iron sword of the Lu family brothers are invincible in the world, and they are naturally not opponents in the next place, so they can't talk about it, and I hope that the two of them can sell a few thin noodles in the next few minutes, and then disperse, don't disturb the people's livelihood." ”

"Thank you, He Zhutou, then our brother will take his leave. After Lu Bo finished speaking, he pulled Lu Zhong and was about to leave.

Lu Zhong turned back as he walked, and kept saying: "I will let you go today, he said that if I meet you, I will never spare you!"

And Lu Xiliu, a scholar from Danqing, also put away his sword and brushed his sleeves away, and a fight stopped, and the crowd of onlookers sighed.

It turned out that the person who spoke was He Zicang, who was arrested by the name of Jinmen, and after Ma Xiao of the General's Mansion was recalled to the General's Mansion by order, he was scolded, and the Yamen no longer let him meddle in the case of the disappearance of Juque Sword and Wu Lingyu, so he returned to Jinmen and was responsible for the security of the Jinmen area, but he had been thinking about these two cases in his heart, and he was still investigating secretly, Yi Weiyi heard that the person was actually the enemy He Zicang he had been looking for, and a ball of anger jumped out of his chest, and he wanted to rush out and fight to the death with He Zicang.

But he was dragged by a person, and when he looked back, he didn't know when Ye Yidie had come out of the room, standing behind him, and the person who dragged Yi Weiyi was Ye Yidie, the two looked at each other, and they couldn't say a word.

At this time, two old men playing chess got up and were about to leave, the younger old man pushed open the door and went out, while the old man with a disability on his leg stretched out his hand to get his crutches, but accidentally touched the crutches to the ground.

He saw Yi Weiyi and Ye Yidie standing aside, so he said, "Young man, the old man's crutches are gone, can you help me pick them up?"

Yi Weiyi said "oh", bent down and picked up the crutches and handed them to the old man, the old man took the crutches, read the power happily, threw down a sentence of "thank you!" and left the inn.

Yi Weiyi thought of He Zicang outside the door, and hurriedly chased him out, and when he walked out of the door, he found that He Zicang and the others were gone, and Luo Yuemei walked towards Yi Weiyi with a smile from the crowd, Yi Weiyi asked: "Mei'er, where did He Zicang go?"

Luo Yuemei brushed her hair, scratched her head, and said, "Just now I heard that he seemed to be going to track down the whereabouts of Wu Lingyu, the young master of the General's Mansion, and in my confusion, I vaguely heard them mention a place name. ”

"Where?"

"Soul Palace!"

After hearing this, Yi Weiyi's eyes were sad, his fists were clenched, and he muttered in his mouth: "Soul Palace, Soul Palace, Soul Palace......"

What was he thinking, and what kind of joke could hatred be?

rivers and lakes, people's hearts, fighting, fighting, blood, grievances......

Never-ending, is it really never-ending?

Many people desperately squeezed in, and when they squeezed in, they were disappointed and wanted to quit, but it was too late! Some people say that this is the rivers and lakes. (To be continued.) )