Du Zheng called out, "Master, the water is getting cold!"

Let it cool down and then burn it, so what's the question? Huo Linfeng turned a deaf ear and sat on the edge of the couch, still holding the "Mirror of Evil" in his hand, and his eyes were still on that page.

Dragon Capture Formation, the same name, is it just a coincidence?

As a result, there are not a few martial arts and formations in the world named with the word "dragon", and his "Shenlong Wuxiang" is included in it. Second, although "The Mirror of Sin" is strange, it involves a blood-stained mystery, and he subjectively does not want to have much to do with it.

Thinking like this, he continued to turn the book in his hands, turning the pages to the second half.

All of a sudden, his fingers froze, and he was condensed on page seventy-three. This page records that yin and yang are divided and combined to form a game, one defending and one attacking, thousands of postures change, and the life is called - the formation of flowing clouds and flowing water.

Huo Linfeng remembered the time when the flower thief was caught, the disciples patrolled at night, and the "Xingyun Formation" was deployed. Rong Luoyun said at the time that Xingyun is the defensive formation, and flowing water is the attacking formation. Both of them win by flexibility.

Right now, it seems that the name and the formation are exactly the same.

Just found the words for "Capturing the Dragon", and another "Flying Clouds and Flowing Water" came.

If the "Dragon Capture Formation" can still be explained by coincidence, then the "Flying Clouds and Flowing Water Formation" matches everywhere, what should be the explanation? Huo Linfeng closed the book and put it away, only to find it annoying.

At this time, Du Zheng came out of the small room. He didn't dare to express any complaints, so he walked to the side of the couch and knocked on the side. "Master, why are you not happy?" He squatted down and beat his legs, "Have a bath tomorrow, what should I do?"

Huo Linfeng played the young master's temper: "Is it your turn to ask?"

Du Zheng knew the pulse door: "Are you going to see Rong Luoyun, then I will pick clothes in advance."

The young master's temper was mostly gone, and Huo Linfeng held the corner of the table hesitantly. As the saying goes, the authorities are fascinated by the bystanders, and he asked: "Idiot, if someone has not read this book, but understands the content of the book, what is the explanation?"

Du Zheng said without hesitation, "How do you know people haven't seen it?"

This rhetorical question is really sharp, at first it seems like a slap in the face, and then Huo Linfeng is speechless. After a while, he kicked Du Zheng away and said fiercely, "I knew it."

"The Mirror of Sin" was written by Tang Zhen and fell into the hands of his father seventeen years ago.

If Rong Luoyun had seen it, it must have been earlier than seventeen years ago. How old was he?

Unless Rong Luoyun is Tang Zhen's son.

With a bang, Huo Linfeng accidentally knocked off the tea cup and shattered the bottom and lid. He sat, stiff, in surprise, his eyes staring at the air like knives.

Rong Luoyun's father was framed by Chen Ruoyin and the whole family was slaughtered, so was what happened to Tang Zhen...

As soon as the broken porcelain pieces were cleaned up, there was another bang! Huo Linfeng smashed the small table with one palm, and sawdust flew, causing Du Zheng to fall to the ground.

"Master, don't scare me!" Du Zheng wanted to cry.

Huo Linfeng's face was sinking like water, but his heart was turbulent, and he was sweating coldly at the thought just now. Impossible, he tried his best to deny that the secret edict, Tang Zhen was completely destroyed, leaving no survivors.

When the court does this kind of thing, it has always wanted to see a corpse, and it can't tolerate a bit of fooling. Moreover, Chen Ruoyin has done a lot of evil, and many dissidents have been harmed by him, and it is very likely that they will encounter similar problems.

Most importantly, the person who ended Tang Zhen's life was his father, Huo Zhao.

This is the most reluctant to admit, but the most refuted point. Rong Luoyun cooperated with important officials in the DPRK, and knew all the news in the DPRK. If it was Tang Zhen's orphan, how could he not know whose father died?

If that's the case, how can he get along with him?

Therefore, Rong Luoyun has absolutely nothing to do with Tang Zhen.

Huo Linfeng let out a long sigh of relief, it was he who was thinking wildly. During this magical time, Du Zheng hurriedly ran to the kitchen and brought a bowl of beef soup to make him happy.

He said speechlessly, "Yummu head, I'm not a gluttonous child."

Du Zheng said, "Young master, try it first, it's better to have a late-night snack."

Huo Linfeng sat down at the table, blew hot air, and scooped a spoonful into his mouth. He raised his head suddenly, swallowed and scooped another spoonful, stared at Du Zheng and asked, "Why is it the same as the beef soup at home?"

Du Zheng replied: "I learned that the young master often eats in Hou's Mansion, so Pao Ding cooked it carefully."

Huo Linfeng asked, "How to cook the same taste?"

Du Zheng once won a reward and was fortunate enough to taste a bowl, so he boiled it again and again, and he tried it again and again. After countless times, it was finally completed, and he said happily: "The ingredients are the same, and the results are the same. If the young master likes it, eat more."

However, the porcelain spoon paused, and Huo Linfeng slapped the sentence: the ingredients are the same, the same result.

The two cooks from all over the world have never met, but relying on the same things, they make the same food with the same taste. By analogy, is it not surprising that Rong Luoyun's formation is the same as that in "Mirror of Sin"?

They all rely on the design of Qimen, and the layout and calculation process may be different, but the results are similar.

Thinking of it this way, everything was solved.

Huo Linfeng put aside his thoughts, ate his soup, and followed Du Zheng into the small room to take a bath. At that time, he yelled and kicked at the other party, but now the spring breeze turns the rain, let him lift his arms and let him lie down on the edge of the bucket.

He washed his hair and wiped his back, rubbed his shoulders and wiped his pancreas, and there was only the sound of water behind the screen.

Huo Linfeng dozed off, and when the cold water was poured over his head, he was jolted back to his senses. After washing, he went back to the bedroom, put on the bed and quilt, and fell asleep refreshingly.

It was already late at night, and Du Zheng didn't bother to go back to the housekeeper's room, so he sat outside the house to watch the night.

The lights of thousands of houses in the city were extinguished, but the watchman was not asleep, walking through the streets with a bangzi. Every other hour, he banged the bang to announce the time, patrolled all night, and passed the general's mansion at dawn.

So he shouted loudly - "Five watch! Get up in the morning!"

The watchman did not leave after shouting, and when the servants in the mansion got up one after another, the gate of the General's mansion opened. The servant gave him a bowl of porridge and a piece of cake to comfort him for his hard work all night.

The sound of thanks was hidden in the sound of horses' hoofs, attracting people to turn around.

A big horse came from the end of the street and stopped in front of the General's Mansion with a squeak. When the visitor dismounted, he didn't care to wipe away the dust, and hurried up the steps to ask to see him.

Showing the waist card, Hanzhou, prefectural government.

A letter was sent, with the remaining warmth of three hundred miles in his arms.

It was rare to take a rest, and when Huo Linfeng woke up, he walked to the study to read the letter. The words are full of words, except for greetings, the letter mentions the situation in Saibei, saying that the barbarian soldiers have been provocative in recent months.

Huo Linfeng snorted coldly, the fierce battle at the beginning of the year was a big victory, and the enemy must not be able to breathe.

Therefore, provocation, it is estimated that only dare to provoke.

His eyes were fixed on the word "Saibei", and he was reluctant to move away for a long time. In the quarantine, the family letter did not dare to tell the truth, and the father and brother did not dare to tell the family affairs. Tossing and turning, to learn from other people.

He let out a low sigh, read on, and finally smiled at the end.

"On behalf of Ms. Rong, sister and brother are well, and you can sing Shisui." Huo Linfeng smiled and read, thinking that this brother Shen remembered so far. Putting up a pen to reply, he made fun of whether the other party was thinking about beauty, and asked if he had ever been married.

After writing and dispatching, he freshened and changed his clothes. Du Zheng waited and asked, "Young master is going out?"

Huo Linfeng replied, "See Rong Luoyun."

Du Zheng muttered, "I saw you last night."

so what? Huo Linfeng thought to himself, what's wrong with his father seeing his mother every day when he was in the city? Okay, Huo Linfeng and Yushu went out the door and went to Lengsang Mountain.

There were a lot of dark clouds today, and it started to rain when we arrived at the Bufan Palace.

When he entered the palace and met the third and fifth disciples, Huo Linfeng hadn't asked, but the other party took the initiative to inform the second palace lord that he was in Wumingju and whether to report. General Huo was a little embarrassed, and said in a pretentious manner, "Who said I was looking for Rong Luoyun."

The disciple counted: "The lord of the big palace is in retreat, the lord of the third palace is robbed, and the lord of the fourth palace is sleeping. Who are you looking for?"

Huo Linfeng was cruel: "I'm looking for Duan Daxia."

So the disciple ran to report and led him to the Shenbi Hall, and it was nothing more than rushing the ducks to the shelves. He sat in the chair, ate the bitter fruit himself, and simply drank tea and waited while enjoying the bitterness.

After half a cup of tea, he smelled footsteps, and Duan Shenbi came from the inner hall.

Huo Linfeng stood up and cupped his hands. There were only two of them in the huge hall, and the powerful aura of the other party was very oppressive. Duan Shenbi stroked his beard and sat down, and asked straight to the point, "Why are you looking for this old man?"

Huo Linfeng replied respectfully, "I haven't visited Daxia Duan since I left the palace, so I came here."

Empty hands and raining, fools believe this nonsense. Duan Chenbi's eyes were half-closed, not only did he not tear it apart, but he patiently asked, "How is Lingyun's palm training?"

Huo Linfeng said: "I'm currently practicing the third floor, and today I also want to meet the second palace master to discuss and discuss." He watched the other side, and suddenly remembered something.

On Lingbitang's day, he asked Rong Luoyun why he knew the techniques of Qimen.

Rong Luoyun liked the first answer, and the second was taught by Master.

If the formation method was taught by Duan Shenbi, then the Dragon Capture Formation and Xingyun Liushui Formation were also named after Duan Shenbi? Huo Linfeng thought to himself, Duan Shenbi knew his father, maybe he had met Tang Zhen?

At this time, Shen Bi said, "Don't pretend, he will be boring every day to set up a formation for you, discussing the martial arts of Lao Shizi."

Huo Linfeng was immediately apologetic with this remark. "Don't blame Duan, I will thank the Second Palace Master for your help in the coming day." He said calmly, "That formation is called the Jiaojiao formation, and its attack power is far greater than that of the dragon capture formation."

Duan Shenbi made a light "um" sound, her eyes still half-closed.

Huo Linfeng probed again: "The second palace master once set up a yin and yang array, with flowing clouds and flowing water, one attack and one defense.

Duan Shenbi yawned: "It's not wrong for Luoyun to play the game, you can just listen to him."

Huo Linfeng nodded and said yes, the other party's Wulan reaction made him a little anxious, like a fist hitting a soft mattress. "The Lord of the Second Palace is smart, but there are still troubles." He secretly reversed right and wrong, "The first stage of the play Jiao array is four rounds of Yin and Escape, and the talisman is dead in the eighth palace. Do you think it is appropriate for Duan Daxia?"

After a moment of silence, Duan Shenbi made no comment.

The straight sign is Tian Rui, and the straight messenger is the door to death. This is a fairly basic truth. Anyone who understands the techniques of Qimen and who can watch formations should understand this. Huo Linfeng opened his mouth: "Duan—"

Duan Shenbi interrupted him and said impatiently and frankly, "Ask me again, I don't understand that."

Huo Linfeng was silent for a moment, slightly startled and confused.

Rong Luoyun lied, why lie? I didn't have to answer who gave me the answer, so I made up a lie to add that sentence, is it to cover up something?

No matter who is coming, a "Master" is heard from far outside the hall.

Huo Linfeng got up immediately and strode out of the hall, only to see the man coming with a paper umbrella. The day he was exposed for deceit was also such a drizzle, and when he turned back, he was so far away.

Now that things are turning, he knows what it's like to be deceived.

Seeing Huo Linfeng, Rong Luoyun paused for a while, then trotted quickly and stopped in front of him. His robe and sleeves threw on him, and he asked, "Why did you come?"

Huo Linfeng replied, "I want to see you."

He asked again, "Didn't you just see it last night?"

Huo Linfeng replied, "I still want to."

He asked again, "What are you doing in Shenbi Hall?"

Huo Linfeng replied, "Aiwujiwu, even your master thinks about it."

Rong Luoyun was overjoyed: "Wait." Throwing the umbrella into the opponent's hand, he ran into the hall, and ran out again after a while. It didn't matter much, because he was worried about the formation and had trouble sleeping and had a nightmare, so he came to ask for two pieces of good incense to soothe the nerves.

"Do you want to?" He held it in both hands, "one piece per person."

Huo Linfeng caught it, and before he could say a word, he was grabbed by the wrist, and Rong Luoyun pulled him to the Qiankun Bureau in the northwest corner. The edge of the umbrella was slanted, and he was biased to shield Rong Luoyun from the rain, without mentioning any lies.

Pointing to the Qiankun Bureau, Rong Luoyun set up a look at the bureau and thought about it.

After careful discussion for a long time, the rain was getting heavier, and the paper umbrella was shaky when beaten. The two moved under the eaves and stood side by side, watching Miao Cangtai get wet every inch.

Rong Luoyun suddenly said: "I vaguely remember that you talked to me when you left last night, what did you say?"

Huo Linfeng replied: "You asked me the name of the formation, I said Jiaojiao formation." He paused for a moment with hesitation, and his voice became deep, "You also said that it is very suitable for the dragon capture formation."

Rong Luoyun said with a smile: "The dragon capture formation is a relatively basic attack formation, and the palace has been set up for several days."

The attacking formation was consistent with the content in "Mirror of Sin", and Huo Linfeng rolled his Adam's apple. Rong Luoyun looked up at him: "You stole 4,000 taels from the Bufan Palace at night, and that was set to catch you."

He nodded and asked, "Why is it called the Dragon Capture Formation, and why is the Cloud Flowing Water Formation named?"

Rong Luoyun was a little unexpected, looking up at him and turning his head into a nod, looking at him instead of looking at him. Huo Linfeng suddenly softened his heart, not to mention being aggressive, he didn't even want to ask questions in a soft voice.

"It's okay, I just asked casually," he said.

As for Rong Luoyun, who suffered a serious illness, he wanted to say something more: "The Dragon Capture Formation sounds quite imposing, and the clouds and waters are constantly changing... It is also very suitable for a flexible formation." He thought and said, a little stumbling.

After all, Huo Linfeng turned around and hugged him.

He was caught off guard and hugged back in a daze.

Huo Linfeng said, "I was worried about losing before going to the battlefield, and after winning the battle, I was worried that the enemy would attack again. I am actually very concerned about gain and loss." He whispered, "For example, if it rains a little, I just want to hug you. "

This may be illogical, but it is the situation where love can drink water, and Rong Luoyun feels happy when he hears it. He quietly let Huo Linfeng hold him, imitating his technique and gently stroking the other's back.

The unhappy master suddenly called him in the hall.

Huo Linfeng let go: "Go, I came to see you, I'm going back."

Rong Luoyun handed over the umbrella: "Then you can use it." He stepped back to the door, looking at it a few times before entering the hall. Walking into the hall, Duan Shenbi closed his eyes and meditated, apparently to check his internal strength.

Sitting on the opposite side, Rong Luoyun sank into his dantian, pressing his palms on his knees.

He moved his ears slightly, the footsteps were getting farther away, and Huo Linfeng had already left. In this silent moment, a slap slapped him in the face, turning him over.

"Master..." he called.

Duan Shenbi glanced at her, her heart was not focused, she deserved it.

Rong Luoyun justified his loss and sat down silently again. Before he breathed out, he asked curiously, "Master, what were you talking about with Huo Linfeng at that time?" Then, with another slap, he got out twice.

Duan Shenbi said, "It's weird."

Rong Luoyun simply lay down first: "What's so strange?"

Duan Shenbi hummed: "That kid asked me about the layout of Qimen, setting up offensive and defensive formations, which is as annoying as you are."

Rong Luoyun got up and down: "Master, how did you answer?!"

Duan Shenbi said: "The gentleman is magnanimous, and the answer is no."

The stuffing is revealed, the stuffing is exposed... Rong Luoyun suddenly panicked and wanted to go out to chase, but when he glanced at the master, he was guilty again.He stood stupidly and moved a few steps in a tangled manner, causing Duan Shenbi to urge.

"Master, I blame you." He hesitated, "I don't practice anymore!"

After Rong Luoyun said that, he left, and before he took five steps, Duan Chenbi grabbed the back of his chest, like an eagle grabbing a chicken.Duan Shenbi's eyes were cold and cold, trying to cure this disobedient little disciple.

At this time, the rain gradually decreased, pattering ding dong.

Huo Linfeng passed through the second door, and vaguely heard a familiar scream.

Can't help but...it's scary.