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Chapter 38
Rong Luoyun was pinned to the spot, stiff and inflexible, terrified by the frankness.
Du Zhong is Huo Linfeng...
When they meet, know each other, trust, like, and fall in love, tell him that Eucommia is not Eucommia, but another person. Last night they hugged tightly, but now Du Zhong has become another person? !
How can it be so absurd...it's so absurd!
Rong Luoyun shook his head, perhaps the elder brother made a mistake, so did the master, and Du Zhong even made a joke. He stepped under the eaves, the rain wet his eyelashes, and stumbled to the man.
"Du Zhong, don't joke with me." He looked very sad, "You answer again, who are you?"
Huo Linfeng was so upset, he grabbed Rong Luoyun's shoulder and said, "Palace Master, I'm sorry." He regretted his heart, why didn't he confess earlier? Hesitating last night, and hesitating this morning, I am now in a dilemma.
Rong Luoyun asked stubbornly, "Are you Du Zhong?"
He was very distressed, but he could only deny: "I'm Huo Linfeng..."
At that moment, Rong Luoyun's eyes suddenly dimmed.
It is not Du Zhong, but Huo Zhong; there is no Zhuosha Island in the world, only Zhuosha Residence in Saibei; the so-called ranger masters and brothers who depend on each other are all fabricated. Name, origin, background, all are fake.
All the time, all the time.
...all fake.
Rong Luoyun said in a low voice, "But last night you promised not to lie to me." In the deception of Luo Zhi, you promised not to lie to him. Did you take him as a fool of the number one in Xiganling?
Huo Linfeng hurriedly said: "It's not like that, it's not!" He kept his voice extremely low, "I made a thousand mistakes, you can beat me up, please forgive me this time... I will never lie to you from now on. "
Rong Luoyun growled, "I don't believe you!" He broke away suddenly, "Your diligence, concern, and love are all for the purpose of deceiving my trust!"
Huo Linfeng explained: "As of now, my heart for you is true! It's all true!"
Rong Luoyun asked back: "It's up to now? How did you count it back then? When did you change from being fake to being sincere, can you tell the difference yourself! How can you know that when you are fake, I have no feelings for you? How can you know that you are fake? At that time, I'm not sincere to you!"
These words were like swords and arrows, and they hit Huo Linfeng hard. "Rong Luoyun..." He called out, and the first time he called the other party's name was this situation. Then almost whispered: "You don't want me?"
Rong Luoyun's heart trembled: "The happiness that Du Zhong gave, General Huo will take it away."
Huo Linfeng asked again, "You don't like me anymore?"
Rong Luoyun replied coldly: "What do you like, but I was blinded by Rong Luoyun."
He flicked his sleeves, turned and walked towards the long street, ignoring the entanglement behind him. The rain did not stop, but the feelings were scattered with the wind, and a chilling wind poured into my heart. The long street was empty, the situation was vivid, and he walked very hard.
In the evening, they spoke to each other outside the Litang Hall.
At night, they held umbrellas and lanterns, followed by horses wagging their tails.
In the afternoon, they laughed and chased each other, holding the same painted kite in their hands.
Memories are like an excerpt, lively and vivid, and sincere, but at this moment the scene is over. Rong Luo walked alone, Miao Miao couldn't hold back his thoughts, so he had to rush past.
Because such a situation cannot be attached to, and absolutely cannot be attached to.
He didn't know which ones were deliberately provoking him and which ones were using the truth. Whether it was indicated that Xinji really liked him, or whether it was to further investigate the news, he could not be sure.
Sleeping while holding each other in the carriage, there are several mornings and evenings in the chanyuan, ranging from life-saving to small knots for tying clothes. What is true and what is false? That day, was boating in the lotus pond, holding him and looking at him, was that worry about caring, or was it trying to find a deeper secret?
Embrace each other, lips and teeth are beautiful, what is it?
Rong Luoyun had no way of knowing, nor could he believe it. He walked to Wumingju and entered the courtyard. The magpies on the beam chatted with the carrier pigeons in the cage, but he stared deadly under the eaves.
When Lingbi Tang came back, Huo Linfeng trespassed to deliver fish, was he really just delivering fish?
He approached step by step, it was too late to investigate, and silently entered the hall. On the table is a lantern with a bamboo handle, a swallow kite hangs on the wall, an embroidered fan is placed on the couch in the bedroom, and there are carp and water flowers in the tank outside.
In the middle of the book case is the one-fold martial arts heart formula.
The Secret of Breathing... Silent and trespassing, you can come and go freely. The Snitch who visited the Bufan Palace at night was also Huo Linfeng?
Rong Luoyun sighed, his Wumingju was originally simple and monotonous, and bit by bit, so many traces were left by that person. If you are happy, the traces are thoughts, and if you are sad, the traces are torture.
He sat down beside the bed, bowed his back slightly, and clenched his hands into a ball. There is no Eucommia anymore, what is he good for Eucommia, what is the Eucommia he likes at the top of his heart?
Rong Luoyun covered his face, his Du Zhong turned out to be a dream.
The rain was getting heavier, and Rong Luoyun was planted on the bed with his clothes on. He was aggrieved, unwilling, and sad! With his head buried in the pillow, his fists are about to rip a quilt, his chest heaving for a long time and he can't find peace.
The sound of footsteps approached, and he stared blankly at the door.
"Second brother, second brother!" Diao Yuliang ran over and stopped by the door to report, "Du Zhong, no, Huo Linfeng is gone."
Rong Luoyun nodded and turned over dumbly. Diao Yuliang knelt down beside the bed and said, "Second brother, that fellow is really hateful! He has been deceiving us all the time, we must not let him go!"
Rong Luoyun closed his eyes: "Fourth, second brother wants to sleep for a while."
Diao Yuliang helped him cover the quilt, and then ran away. He opened his eyes and stared at the curtains anxiously. Huo Linfeng left, and Du Zhong also left...
At the foot of Lengsang Mountain, Huo Linfeng rode his horse in front and Du Zheng in the back, and the two master and servant left Bufan Palace. "Applause!" Huo Linfeng paused on the reins, looking back at the palace gate, wishing he could penetrate Qianshan and see the deep garden.
Du Zheng asked, "Master, where are we going?"
where to? The General's Mansion in the west of the city has been prepared for a long time, and now it is time to enter the mansion. Huo Linfeng forced himself to return to his senses and left. After all, the magnolia in the garden did not wait for the flowers to bloom.
With the whip running, the extraordinary palace is gradually getting farther, and so is he.
The city extends in all directions, and there is a slight movement in the general's mansion, and the high and low officials receive news. Feng girl servants, adding vehicles and horses, swarmed the door to show their hospitality. Unexpectedly, the gate of the house was closed, and it seemed to be a state of avoidance.
General Huo not only didn't want to see people, he didn't even look at every grass and tree in the halls and courtyards. Choosing a wing room to live in, Du Zheng studied ink, and he wrote a memorial with spirit.
"Send someone to Chang'an," he ordered.
Du Zheng asked, "Young master doesn't write a family letter?"
Huo Linfeng shook his head, what did he write? Self-inflicted, abandoned by loved ones, haunted by bits and pieces of the past, the child's grief and sorrow... He held the pen in a trance, and when he came back to his mind, he saw only three words on the paper: Rong Luoyun.
"Idiot." He said blankly, "Rong Luoyun won't be okay with me."
Du Zheng comforted: "Don't be sad, young master, he doesn't want you, some people want you."
Huo Linfeng put down his pen: "But I only want him, and I don't want anyone else." He got up and walked to the door, looking at the pattering rain in the courtyard, "I deserve it, I made him sad."
How could the high-spirited young master ever be like this, Du Zheng was so distressed that he couldn't persuade him any longer. "Master, eat something and get some sleep." He went to make the bed. "It just happened. Maybe tomorrow Rong Luoyun will calm down and reconcile with you."
Huo Linfeng thought, really? Will Rong Luoyun really forgive him?
He obediently went to bed, grabbing a life-saving straw, fantasizing that Rong Luoyun would reconcile with him tomorrow.
Du Zheng sighed and moved a small stool to guard outside the door, just like when he was in the Hou Mansion. He was entangled, praying that the young master and Rong Luoyun would get back together, or that they would be cut off?
Well, let's see tomorrow.
Huo Linfeng slept for a day and a night, and woke up at Mao Shi, the rain had stopped.
He washed and changed clothes, put on a uniform with arrow sleeves and went out the door, and rode his horse to the barracks at the foot of Lengsang Mountain. It was quiet in the camp, and the soldiers were still sleeping, so he broke open the camp door and broke in.
With a horsewhip wrapped around his hand and official boots on his feet, he plunged into the tent and whipped the whip to wake people up.
In an instant, the entire barracks wailed and ran to the school grounds to gather. Huo Linfeng boarded the military station and threw a loud whip, but his voice was light: "Say hello."
The soldiers hurriedly saluted: "—Meet General Huo!"
Huo Linfeng glanced around: "It's been a long time since I've been to Xiganling, and I've finally met my brothers." Walking to the edge of the stage, his eyes narrowed slightly, "The time has come, but no one gets up to practice in the morning. ."
Everyone was silent, as if a large quail had been erected.
"Then—" he said, "each person has thirty military sticks, forty people who do not go out to sleep, fifty people who gamble, and sixty people who eat vegetarian food." After he said that, he jumped off, leaving everyone in astonishment. .
The stinky soldier, who was used to being lazy, asked, "General, why are there ten more sticks than the military regulations?"
Huo Linfeng patrolled the person who opened the mouth, and threw a gravel with a flick of his wrist, and the other party burst into screams. He knocked someone's tooth and said, "There are three fires when the new official takes office, and the general is playing with his prestige."
Early in the morning, the Xiganling barracks screamed in agony, attracting passers-by by their necks.
And seven or eight miles to the east, the Bufan Palace was quiet, and there was no more Senior Brother Du Zhong who practiced and shouted.
Wuming was in the middle, and the big tank was overflowing with rain overnight, and the budding lotus flowers had already opened. Rong Luoyun woke up, and after a long sleep, all the emotions settled in his stomach and seemed to be better.
He sat up and suddenly thought of the word "Du Zhong".
Washing and dressing, thinking of the face of "Eu Zhong".
Tie your hair and wear a crown, yesterday's situation has come one after another!
The sky was clear, and the rain had evaporated without a trace, but the scars that the man gave could not be healed. He is not good, he is not good at all, still angry, still unwilling, still sad especially!
Rong Luoyun turned back to the bed, the soft mattress was rubbed in a mess, leaned over and tugged gently. The silk pillow rolled, but his eyes were fixed, and he saw the small note under the pillow.
Xixi is harmonious, and now there is only cold and clear, sweet and sour, but also thick and bitter. Every time read a word, heart clenched a little bit. The treasure he hid under the pillow peeked every day, and now don't know if it was true or nonsense!
"...I don't want it anymore," he murmured, then loudly, "I don't want it anymore!"
The pain that had been suppressed for a day and a night finally erupted, Rong Luoyun pulled out his long sword and smashed the swallow kite into pieces. Then he rushed out of the hall, and cut off the bamboo-handled lantern with another sword, and the movement shocked the magpie to leave the nest.
"I don't want it anymore...I don't want it anymore..." He read, rushed into the hospital and waved vigorously, the big tank full of water burst instantly, the red carp swayed its tail among the debris, and the lotus was crushed into flower mud.
Rong Luoyun ran out with his sword, rushed into the Qianji Hall, and rushed into the bamboo garden.
What do people do when they go to the empty building and leave a magnolia?
He cut off the magnolia in three or two strokes, turned around and left, and swept towards the palace gate.
The barracks were in full swing, and none of the soldiers would dare to be lazy. Huo Linfeng handles military affairs in the tent, and the books in front of him are as high as mountains.
After half a column of incense, there was a commotion outside.
"—General!" Xiao Bing rushed in, "General, someone from Bufan Palace is making trouble!"
Huo Linfeng stood up suddenly: "Who is it?"
Xiao Bing said, "Rong Luoyun, it's Rong Luoyun!"
Huo Linfeng was shocked, Rong Luoyun came, did Rong Luoyun forgive him? In a hurry to get out of the tent, he rushed out nervously, but stopped abruptly at the entrance of the tent.
The side of the neck was cold, and the long sword was next to the flesh.
Two steps away, Rong Luoyun held his sword towards him, as cold as frost.
The tip of the sword touched his throat, and Huo Linfeng returned to the account step by step. "Kill or cut, as long as you calm down." He hoarsely stared at each other, "give me another chance, okay?"
Rong Luoyun said, "Give me back the veil."
Huo Linfeng's heart was broken: "you promised that no matter what happened, you would not go back."
Rong Luoyun repeated: "Give me back the veil!"
Huo Linfeng is unwilling to do anything. Rong Luoyun smiled coldly: "Do you think I'd be reluctant to hurt you?" He bit his lip, his eyes burst with infinite coldness, and stabbed the opponent's right shoulder with a sword!
Neatly without any hesitation, decisive without the slightest reluctance.
Huo Linfeng held back his groan and asked, "Are you relieved?"
Rong Luoyun glared at him, and he asked again, "Forgive me, okay?"
Rong Luoyun's eyes turned red, and he asked again, "Give me another chance, okay?"
There was no answer, only the pain in his shoulders, Huo Linfeng stretched out his palm: "If you want me to return the veil, what do you return?"
Rong Luoyun looked at him: "I have nothing to return, I have destroyed everything you gave me." He was so precious, but in a cruel tone, "I don't want the kite, lantern, red carp and lotus."
He said and took out something, it was the small note.
Huo Linfeng looked panicked: "No!"
However, seeing Rong Luoyun clenched tightly, shaking the small note to shreds, gently raised it, and every word fell down. Rong Luoyun said, "No more, I'll give it back to you."
After he said that, he suddenly drew his sword, and a large stream of blood splattered from the wound.
Huo Linfeng stumbled in pain and rushed to hug him.
He said, "General Huo has an old scar, and I gave it to Rong Luoyun."
Huo Linfeng said: "The old scars all over the body are painful, and the sweetness you gave is endless."
The long sword fell to the ground, and Rong Luoyun finally burst into tears.