Huo Linfeng was dressed in night clothes, but fortunately he returned to the inn before dawn. Squeaking the door, he walked in lightly, a bowl of Fu Yuanzi was covered with linen on the table, and the wooden bucket behind the screen was filled with bath water, which was already cold.

Du Zheng curled up beside the bed, clasping his arms tightly, it was probably cold. Huo Linfeng walked over, not in a hurry to undress, and first stretched a small mattress to cover the other party.

"Hmm." Du Zheng woke up, "Master...you're back."

Huo Linfeng said, "Go to sleep on the couch, you don't need to be so close."

Du Zheng got up, rubbed his eyes, and reached out to change Huo Linfeng's clothes. He lifted the tip of his nose and sniffed, and then took a closer look: "Young master, you smell so good, you smell like a girl."

Huo Linfeng blushed: "You are a girl, so go and boil hot water."

Du Zheng was full of suspicion, silently went to boil a pot of hot water and waited for his master to take a bath. His clothes were stripped off, and he wiped Huo Linfeng's back with a damp cloth, smelling the scent of the other person's hair. "Master, you..." He betrayed, "How about the extraordinary palace?"

Huo Linfeng said: "I've been running around all night, and I still have to report to you?"

Du Zheng didn't dare to ask any more, but he was unconvinced in his heart. He simply rubbed his back with the strength of the upper pull, one deep and one shallow, almost wiping off Huo Linfeng's old scar. After washing, Huo Linfeng went to bed and made up for sleep.

The night clothes were piled up on the chair, Du Zheng pulled away to wash it, and with a shake, a light gray veil fell out. He picked it up, looked at it fragrant and clean, and served it close to him for so many years, he could tell that it was definitely not Huo Linfeng's item.

Didn't return all night, dressed like a girl, with a small handkerchief, what romantic things did you do last night!

After being silent for a long time, Huo Linfeng turned his face suspiciously, and saw that the little servant was holding the handkerchief, his face turning blue. Not knowing why, he stretched out his palm and ticked.

Du Zheng handed it over reluctantly, twisting his body and squatting in the corner to wash his clothes. He secretly said that the family's Baoyue, Bizhu, and Wansheng, none of them look down on them. Once they come to Xiganling, they will be very good, and the love sinus will also open, and the seven emotions and six desires will also flourish!

Taking a peek at Huo Linfeng, he was lying down, and Feng Liu was lying down all night and day, when the steel and iron bones met the warm fragrance of nephrite, which made people squeeze dry and suck up all the fat, and when they came back, they could only lie down!

In just a few days, he often followed, and he never saw this young master hook up with others. Even if there is, which daughter of a good family hangs out with others in the middle of the night? No need to think about it, it must be the Chaomu Building by the long river!

Angrily, Du Zheng threw up his wet pants and rushed to the side of the bed to look at Huo Linfeng angrily. Huo Linfeng was startled and moved inward, thinking that the idiot had fallen for evil.

"Young master," Du Zheng said, "you are a dignified general, how can you go to the Chaomu Building to sleep with a prostitute!"

Huo Linfeng blurted out: "Stop slandering people, I just listened to a song!"

As soon as these words came out, both the master and the servant were stunned. The elder sister, who did not sleep in the brothel, also lingered in Fengyuechang, and the decision was made. Du Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, his face still fierce: "Young master, aren't you exploring the Bufan Palace at night? Why did you go to the Chaomu Building?!"

It's really rare. When the servant asked the master's words, Huo Linfeng deliberately irritated people: "Yes, I got silver taels from visiting the Bufan Palace at night, and then I went to the Chaomu Tower to have a good time, without delay."

When Du Zheng heard this, he immediately turned over the night clothes. Absolutely, there is no brocade cloth, let alone silver taels, only a layer of strong fragrance in the water. Seeing this, Huo Linfeng was going to be mad at the person: "Four thousand taels, the flowers are clean."

With a thud, Du Zheng knocked over the basin, and the water hit the ground. He was stunned, rubbing his ears with rough hands, fearing that he heard it wrong. Four thousand taels... how many people can you feed! But this prodigal young master just used 4,000 taels for a handkerchief!

Huo Linfeng was lying in bed and watching, he couldn't help worrying, for fear that this little servant would lose his mind in a hurry. He explained: "I really only listened to the song, and this handkerchief was picked up outside."

The matter had come to this point, and it was hard to find the money after all the money was gone. Du Zheng turned the basin over, scooped a few scoops of water and continued to wash it. Just after rubbing it twice, he rushed to the bed and stared at the handkerchief.

The objects floating out of the brothel are dirty, who knows where they have been wiped... This ancestor is still holding it!

Huo Linfeng made Na Hengwuxiang condense, and Niu** sweetened his heart, so he was reluctant to throw it away. Du Zheng threw away his safety and grabbed it forcibly: "It's okay if you don't throw it away, I'll wash it for an hour, and then I can use it after burning the pomelo leaves and smoking it!"

That's all, sooner or later, he has to wash, Huo Linfeng didn't bother to pay attention to it, he covered himself with the quilt and fell asleep.

Chaomulou continued to sing all night long, and at dawn, the wealthy went to the room to make up for sleep, and the poor could only leave with regret. For a while, the seats were empty, the corridor was empty, and the brothel in the daytime was like an empty building.

In the remote room on the fourth floor, Rong Luoyun's nest was blowing the cold wind on the couch, the coldest morning, which woke him up. Squinting his eyes, he was sleepy and lazy, and his arms were sore and numb, and he couldn't take it back for a while.

He stayed obediently, calmed down, got up and went to wash in front of the pear wood shelf. Holding the water to clean his face, he reached into his sleeves and pulled out a handkerchief to wipe his face, but he didn't find it.

Rong Luoyun had water droplets hanging on his face, and looked in the room in confusion, but as soon as he looked at the window, he realized that he must have fallen out when he reached out his hand. He threw himself on the edge of the window, looked down and looked around, except for the heads of people coming and going.

At this time, someone knocked on the door, and it was the old lady. Last night, she was still wearing a gold silk gown, covered in gold and jade, but now she is clean, with a dark blue lining and a black robe, with only a silver hairpin in her hair.

Rong Luoyun said, "It was a lively night, and my mother-in-law didn't go to rest?"

The grandmother said, "I'll go to sleep later." She took the soup cup, put it down, and went to the box to get three combs, "Young master, you drink the soup, and the old servant will comb your hair."

Rong Luoyun sat down and drank the soup that had been simmered all night, while the maid played his hair behind him, softly, very comfortable. He didn't know how to boast, so he said, "When I was on my own, I couldn't hold it together, and I lost my patience with just a bunch of them."

The grandmother smiled lovingly: "That's the son's hair, it's slippery." Tie it tightly and put on a silver silk crown, "When I was young, the old slave had skillful hands, and I used to comb people's hair and pull them together. The bun is in the palace—"

Rong Luoyun said softly, "Mother-in-law, where did you come from in the palace?"

The grandmother was embarrassed, took a step back and slapped her lips: "Look at me, I'm talking about my dream." She hurried to reveal the article, so she talked about the interesting story of last night, and said that Rong Duanyu was a little happy when he sang. , said that the visitor was handsome and extraordinary.

Rong Luoyun thought, the background is not trivial, and he must be satisfied only if his sister is on stage.

The grandmother said: "As for the aggressive general, I guess to see the girl's demeanor, and then grind with the little prostitute in the painting boat until dawn. I saw that when I got off the boat, I didn't change my robes. I asked the little prostitute to find out that it was a Yuanwailang from a neighboring state. ."

Rong Luoyun just listened to a joke. After drinking the soup, he went to see Rong Duanyu while the building was quiet. When the other party fell asleep, he was not willing to wake up, let alone tell him that he had lost his handkerchief.

The veil was Rong Duanyu's birthday gift to him. There used to be a ginkgo tree in his home, so he embroidered ginkgo leaves. He was secretly disappointed, like a child who did something wrong, tangled and walked away quietly.

Back to the extraordinary palace.

It was still early, and the disciples of Bufan Palace were having breakfast, and after that, they went to Miao Cangtai to practice. Suddenly, one of the disciples screamed in agony, and when he stuck out his tongue, there was a small needle sticking diagonally on it.

With a wild smile above their heads, everyone looked up and saw Diao Yuliang, a fourteen-year-old squatting on the beam.

"Deserving it!" Diao Yuliang spat, "Dare to say behind my back that I'm a scumbag, I'm merciful, I didn't put the needle on the stool, or I would pierce your balls!"

After he said that, he jumped down, and before leaving, he took two vegetable buns and rushed to the Tibetan Gold Pavilion. The rising sun was rising, he entered the room and saw Lu Zhun tugging at his blouse and drying his belly, his snoring fluctuated.

Diao Yuliang was lying beside the bed, eating vegetable buns and babbling, and it didn't take long for him to wake up.

"Who..." Lu Zhun muttered, squinting his eyes, "It's early in the morning to disturb people's dreams of wealth and honor, you bastard."

As he spoke, he got up, dressed and cleansed his face, sat in front of the mirror, plucked his eyebrows, dipped a little ink on a brush with the thickness of a needle nose, and put a small mole on his eyes that collected money.

Diao Yuliang came over and said, "Third brother, it's so sunny, why don't you go catch fish?"

Jing Jing usually shouts "the third child", but since it's good to be nice, then let it go. Lu Zhun picked up the purse and said, "Wait for me to decorate the silver." Pulling the cabinet door, he was dumbfounded.

Diao Yuliang was taken aback, at most those disciples were talking behind their backs, how could they dare to steal money? He glanced at Lu Zhun, and he couldn't wake him up even if he stepped through the window and entered the house, not a monster pinched by a pig.

Catching the fish was stranded, and the two hurried to the main hall, just in time to collide with the returning Rong Luoyun. Lu Zhun and Diao Yuliang shouted "Second Brother" in unison, holding Rong Luoyun from left to right as if they were protecting the law.

Rong Luoyun asked, "Why are you so affectionate?"

Diao Yuliang complained: "Second brother, the third one's Tibetan gold pavilion has been stolen."

The theft of Bufan Palace was the first time, Rong Luoyun believed it after repeated confirmation, but before it was digested, Lu Zhun cried, "I stole a lot of money... Four full..."

Rong Luoyun said in annoyance, "Don't act like a spoiled brat with me. Wealth is obsessed with things."

Later, Duan Huaike also arrived, and the four gathered in the hall to discuss. Thinking about it, only the possession of the Golden Pavilion was stolen, indicating that the other party came to Lu Zhun, and in addition to making money, it should have been robbed by Lu Zhun.

Duan Huaike asked, "The third child, who have you kidnapped recently?"

Lu Zhun said: "We robbed a team of Xiaowei outside the city. They are officials from Chang'an."

Rong Luoyun heard it, was it Huo Linfeng? It turns out that Huo Linfeng has already arrived at Xiganling? After thinking about it, it doesn't seem like the son of the dignified Duke of Dingbei, who is determined to defend the enemy from the front, why bother to engage in sneak attack and revenge?

After he finished the analysis, Lu Zhun whispered, "Is it really Huo Linfeng? But he is hiding behind the grass and trembling, so useless..."

There are many doubts, and it's just that Lu Zhun has too many enemies. Rong Luoyun simply thought about it, no matter who it is, since he has the ability to break in at night, he should guard against it. As for Huo Linfeng, it doesn't matter if he comes or not, it's a matter of time anyway.

Lu Zhun asked, "Second brother, what's next?"

Rong Luoyun pinched his cheek: "I want you to be honest." He let go, strode out of the hall door, and said to the disciples who were practicing on Miao Cang's stage, "One team of fifteen, and three teams of their own. , listen to me order Zilie to capture the dragon formation and set up defense tonight."

Buddhas come to trap Buddhas, ghosts come to catch ghosts.

Capture the dragon formation, you can capture the dragon, and see if that person's light skills are powerful, or his Qimen skills are exquisite.

In the inn, the culprit of the "Invisible Dragon" turned over and slept until noon. The bells clacked, Huo Linfeng opened his eyes and saw Du Zheng laying tableware and chopsticks by the table.

He glanced down, green vegetables and tofu, he was weaker than Jiangnan women. Du Zheng said: "Master, if you are content, you can only ask the shopkeeper to delay the room fee if you have to grind your tongue. Some meals are good."

Huo Linfeng justified his loss: "I didn't speak again."

Du Zheng snorted: "This is all too tight, and you can spend 4,000 taels to listen to the music, how big of a mind? No wonder you are the young master and I am a slave."

Huo Linfeng turned back again: "It was you who repaid me by being a bull and a horse."

Du Zheng was choked to death, speechless, sitting at the table with a drooping face. Huo Linfeng got out of bed slowly, took a few bites of snacks, didn't look up, and threw a piece of tofu into the opponent's bowl. Du Zheng was stunned for a moment, his face that had been blue for a long time gradually faded, he picked up the bowl and sniffed like a baby.

After eating, this little servant went out and was determined, even if he begged for food, he had to let the young master eat meat.

Huo Linfeng was the only one left in the house, he was leaning against the window with a book, reading the "Mirror of Sin" while he had nothing to do. The mirror of evil is the fourth layer of the eighteen layers of hell. Tang Zhen named this name, which shows the effectiveness of its formation.

Opening a page, the first attack came into view—Capturing the Dragon.