The green trees were shady, and the summer was long. The balcony reflected the pond.
The crystal curtain moved, and the breeze blew. The incense in the courtyard was full of roses.
The sound of cicadas chirped softly in the thicket, somewhat ear-piercing and noisy. Mixed with the warm wind unique to summer, it carried the fishy smell of the soil and the sweet fragrance of flowers. At the bottom of the clear stream, there were tiny fish swimming happily on their green backs.
Hua Manlou closed his eyes and felt all of this. The warm sunlight shone on his body from the window. The breeze caressed the petals as soft as a lover, and he enjoyed the wonderful fragrance of flowers as a lover.
The small building was calm and peaceful. Hua Manlou's heart was filled with gratitude. He was grateful that God had given him such a wonderful life and allowed him to experience such wonderful scenery.
Suddenly, a familiar sound of footsteps came from the wooden stairs.
Hua Manlou maintained his sitting posture and didn't move his head. He closed his eyes and silently felt all of this, ignoring the person in the room.
Lu Xiao Feng stealthily slipped up to the second floor. Seeing Hua Manlou's figure in front of the window, he deliberately adjusted the sound of his footsteps, pretending it was a stranger's footsteps. Who would have thought that Hua Manlou seemed to have seen through him and completely ignored him.
Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but ask, "You knew it was me?"
Hua Manlou felt the fragrance of flowers and chuckled. "They told me!"
Lu Xiaofeng looked around for the so-called "they", but of course, he didn't find anything. It wasn't until his eyes stopped at the flowers on Hua Manlou's wrist that he suddenly realized.
It turned out that the so-called "they" referred to the flowers and plants in the courtyard.
For a moment, he couldn't help but laugh. His hearty laughter filled the room. The mustache on his lips rose with his laughter. At first glance, it looked like a second pair of eyebrows.
This was indeed the character of the Seven Children.
Everyone knew that Hua Manlou was a gentle person who loved life. He cared for these flowers and plants.
Thinking of this, Lu Xiaofeng felt a lot better after what he had just experienced. Every time he wanted to avoid trouble, he would come here. Everything here made him feel very comfortable.
In fact, this place was as comfortable as home for him.
With great familiarity, Lu Xiaofeng took out a wine jar from a mahogany cabinet in the corner and walked towards the table in the center of the room. When he passed by a very lush plant, he took out a few cups from the cabinet behind the plant. Sitting on a chair, he crossed his legs and poured a small amount of wine into the cups. The pleasant sound was very pleasant to the ears for Lu Xiaofeng.
He narrowed his eyes and took a sip from the wine cup in his hand. Feeling the sweet and refreshing wine flowing down his throat, he proudly hummed a little tune.
The melody was very melodious, and the pitch began to rise slowly. When it reached the highest point, it made a clever turn. Combined with the low hum at the beginning, it sounded like a woman complaining. Obviously, Lu Xiaofeng had learned this tone from a brothel somewhere. He hummed very happily, and it could even be said that he was extremely happy.
This kind of tone … Hua Manlou thought of the ill-tempered elders living in his house. He paused for a moment, then raised his finger to remind Lu Xiaofeng not to go overboard!
Unfortunately, their tacit understanding at this time was not good at all.
Lu Xiaofeng looked at Hua Manlou's actions and was confused. He did not understand the meaning of the latter's actions, but he still stopped singing.
"Qitong, what's wrong?"
Hua Manlou shook his head and was about to explain when he was suddenly interrupted by a voice behind him.
"Little Qitong, what's the noise!" Xie Lige yawned as he walked out of the room behind the stairs.
He had been doing research and treatment all night yesterday, but it seemed that he was not born with this skill point. Even though he had all kinds of ideas in his mind, his hands were not good enough, and he could not use treatment at all.
When he thought of the mission he came here for, Xie Lige could not help but feel annoyed.
"Second Brother, tell me yourself, what kind of mission did you choose? Why don't you ask Father Shield to do the Yangge for you?"
"Beep!
Dear Host, Cangyun can indeed do the Yangge! "
"Then why don't you change the Mantra for me? My account is a single rest!"
If there was anything scarier in this world than having the channeling bar interrupted, it would be learning how to love others.
Xie Lige swore that he had never experienced the feeling of healing people ever since he started Cangyun.
Hua Manlou heard his adoptive father's voice and stood up. "Adoptive father, you're up."
Xie Lige patted Hua Manlou's head. He liked this child very much. Compared to the two brats in the previous world, Hua Manlou was like a little angel. Although he was blind, he did not fall into darkness. Instead, he yearned for the light.
Xie Lige went to the seat and sat down. He felt a little thirsty and was about to pour some water when he realized that a man had appeared in front of him without him noticing.
The corners of the man's lips were slightly raised, and his eyes were full of cleverness. Of course, the most eye-catching thing was the beard that looked like eyebrows. Xie Lige could not help but look at it again and again.
This reminded Xie Lige of a person, Chu Liuxiang, who was always looking for trouble for him. Chu Liuxiang's shameless behavior flashed through his mind. He narrowed his eyes slightly and thought about it a thousand times. His current adoptive son was not like the two brats. If this guy was really as troublesome as Chu Liuxiang and liked to drag people down with him, he would definitely beat him to death.
Yes, beat him!
He wanted this guy to feel the horror of being dominated by Father Cangyun who had not been weakened and was full of Imperial Strength.
"This is?" Xie Lige looked at Lu Xiaofeng, but he asked Hua Manlou.
Hua Manlou did not see the Asura Arena in front of him, but he could feel it. At least now he could feel Lu Xiaofeng racking his brains.
He chuckled and said, "This is my friend, Lu Xiaofeng."
Xie Lige gently leaned back, and his back touched the back of the chair. He looked at Lu Xiaofeng with a scrutinizing gaze. In his heart, he wanted to pick up his flute and drive the latter out of the door. At the same time, he also wanted to take out his treasured ink brush and write on his face, "Do not disturb!"
However, this was impossible.
It was impossible for Hua Manlou to watch his friend being chased out of the small building by him.
Xie Lige felt his head hurt again.
Lu Xiao Feng stared at the picturesque face under the spotlessly white as snow long hair in front of him and swallowed a mouthful of saliva. He sensed danger from this man.
Moreover, he used his reputation to guarantee that it was a bloody aura that had killed many people.