Smiling Proud Wanderer Chapter 100: Meet (2)

Yue Feng returned to the inn, and he saw Ning Zhong sitting in the lobby waiting.

In fact, Yue Feng has always been the most disciplined. Even his Huashan disciples who have offended him on weekdays often have to wear the skin of rules, let alone other things. It seems that this kind of situation of going out late at night privately and late for a meeting has almost never happened. []

In the past few days, the Yue Buqun and his wife did not know whether it was because they saw that something was coming, and they were very strict with him. Even if he goes out every day, he is not allowed to leave alone, and he has to arrange someone by his side. After returning, he had to cross-examine where he went.

In this situation, Yue Feng should have had a very headache, but since he had made up his mind, he had to leave alone when the Fujian Exorcising Sword Book was over, and he was determined to avoid Yue Buqun and others. Make him a kiss. The time to stay with Yue Buqun and others is really running out. But when he returned to Huashan next time, he didn't know when. Therefore, he didn't care much about the events of the past few days, but was very willing to accept their care.

Seeing Yue Feng's return, Ning Zhong first flashed a hint of joy on his face, but soon passed away, and asked with a straight face, "Feng'er, where have you been, why did you come back so late?"

A smile flashed across Yue Feng’s face, and he said, “I didn’t go anywhere. When I went to the east of the city to see Guo Linggong’s former residence, I saw a place on fire. So he followed the crowd to look around and prepare to go. Help out, I'm not expecting to come back late."

A trace of surprise flashed across Ning Zhong's face. Nosy is not Yue Feng's character. As for whether Chengdong was on fire or not, you only need to inquire about it. However, looking at Yue Feng's joyful expression, Ning Zhong couldn't help but start to be a little suspicious. Still showing an interrogation expression, he said: "Really?"

"Naturally." Yue Feng nodded with certainty, completely unable to see any falsehood.

"Mother, brother, he lied." Su Qi suddenly walked away from Yue Feng, hid behind Ning Zhongze, and pointed at Yue Feng and said: "Senior brother, he set fire to him. He came in and asked me to lie and cheat. You."

Yue Feng was full of hatred in his heart, and he stretched out his hand to pull Shu Qi over. Shu Qi was not scared at all, and shouted: "Senior brother, he set fire to the young girl's house and taught me how to release it, but he didn't let me say it."

Yue Feng looked at the roots of Shu Qi's hate teeth, so he twisted twice on Shu Qi's body.

Shu Qi yelled and threw away Yue Feng directly, hiding in Ning Zhongze's arms again.

Ning Zhong listened with suspicion in his heart. He rubbed Shu Qi's head very fondly, and said, "Feng'er, what is going on, you can honestly explain it."

Yue Feng couldn't help being full of bitterness, so he had to tell Ning Zhong the story honestly. From the story of being thrown an egg, to discovering who did it, and finally escaping from fire, it was all said.

Ning Zhong listened. At first, he was a little bit dumbfounded, and then he couldn't help but feel more puzzled. He couldn't help but look strangely at Yue Feng.

Yue Feng finished talking about what happened and waited for Ning Zhongze to scold him. To his surprise, Ning Zhongze didn't say anything and left in a hurry. He just told him to rest early, and to be careful in doing things in the future.

Yue Feng recalled Ning Zhongze's expression when he left, and the bitterness on his face became more intense. Obviously, Ning Zhong misunderstood something. However, this is not very important. After all, he and that Ren Yingying have not even seen each other so far, and he will leave Luoyang soon, and it is estimated that the two will not have any intersection.

The most important thing is that as a disciple of the Huashan School, Ren Yingying is a member of the Demon Sect. With his status and status, his stunts must not be connected in any way. Otherwise, even if he initially had martial arts that defied all the rules of the rivers and lakes, he would not be afraid. But it also caused countless troubles and twists and turns. At this point, he was still very clear.

In the early morning of the second day, Yue Feng looked at the score of "Swordsman" and couldn't help but continued to worry.

Thinking of Qu Yang's death in the past, Yue Feng still had some guilt in his heart. Even if everything he did at the beginning was for the overall situation of the Five Mountains, Qu Yang died in his hands after all. He couldn't deny it anyway.

When thinking about setting fire to the room yesterday, Yue Feng couldn't help but get angry with the pleasure after revenge, and he has a desire to take a look. As soon as he thought of this, Yue Feng no longer hesitated, and walked out of the room.

As soon as he went out, he saw Shu Qi standing by the door. When Shu Qi saw Yue Feng coming out, his face immediately appeared apologetic after doing something wrong, and asked in a low voice: "Brother, where are you going."

Yue Feng snorted coldly, and said: "Go out and go around, why are you standing here if you don't practice martial arts?"

"Hmm." Shu Qi snorted twice, a little hesitation flashed across his face, and then continued to mutter in a low voice: "Madam asked me to take you seriously. I will follow you wherever you go. Come on." At this time, he was at the age of changing teeth. When speaking, the cavity of a missing front tooth was revealed, and it looked very cute.

Yue Feng looked at his expression, for some reason he couldn't get angry at all. Shaking his head, he said helplessly: "Then go with me."

"I knew that Brother is the best." Shu Qi yelled happily, grabbed Yue Feng in one hand, and yelled at the same time: "I'm going out later, you're going to buy me candy. Just the kind of yesterday."

After leaving the inn, Yue Feng went straight to the east of the city. With yesterday’s experience, but an hour’s effort came to the alley where Lvzhuweng’s bamboo house is located.

Looking from a distance, I saw that the green bamboo was still as crisp as yesterday, but the bamboo house in the small courtyard in front had changed from five to three now. On the ground, there are still a lot of ashes from the burning of bamboo, which obviously hasn't had time to completely clean it up.

Same as yesterday, Yue Feng heard the piano sound from a distance. However, today's piano sound is not as calm and distant as yesterday, but it is all impetuous, faint, and there is still a bit of anger in it.

Yue Feng was very relieved when he heard that, he only felt that the depression caused by the flowers the day before yesterday disappeared. With a awakened look, he glanced at Shu Qi on one side, and Yue Feng stepped forward and said loudly: "The bamboo weng is here, Huashan sends Yuefeng to see you."

As his voice fell, I heard the sound of the piano in front of me turmoil. Immediately afterwards, there is always the "Zheng", which seems to be the sound of broken strings. Then, the sound of the piano stopped completely.

Yue Feng couldn't help being a little surprised, but he heard a somewhat old voice in the distance and said: "The distinguished guest is here, and I forgive the old and welcome you, and please come in. This voice is the old man who chased him yesterday. Made by Green Bamboo Weng.

Yue Feng groaned for a while, and no longer hesitated, he took Shu Qi's hand and entered the small courtyard. After secretly sweeping the two burnt rooms, Yue Feng felt great in his heart, but there was no expression on his face. Even Shu Qi, with a straight-eyed expression, couldn't tell what was wrong.

Immediately afterwards, I saw an old stripper with white hair coming out.

When Yue Feng saw this man, his heart was shocked. Had it not been clear to him, there was not much evidence of martial arts ability from that Lv Zhu Weng. In this case, if it is not completely ignorant of martial arts, it can be done by a talented person like Yue Feng who has cultivated profound internal skills. Remembering that Lu Zhuweng's ancestry seemed to be the same as the former leader of the Sun Moon God Sect, Yue Feng was slightly relieved.

Lv Zhuweng's face was a bit bitter, he arched his hand to Yue Feng, and said: "Yesterday, I accidentally caught fire in the house. I was a little bit of a guest, so please don't get used to it. I don't know Yue Shaoxia, Why are you here?"

Yue Feng also bowed his hand in reply, saying: "In the past, I was entrusted by others to find a successor for a book of music. Recently I came to Luoyang and heard that Zhu Weng has a good rhythm, so I came to see you."

"The score?" Lv Zhu Weng was taken aback for a moment, looked at Yue Feng with some curiosity, and after a while, he said: "I wonder if you can take out the score, young man, let the old man take a look."

"It's okay." Yue Feng nodded readily, and handed the score to Lv Zhu Weng without a trace of disappointment. For him, music scores are not martial arts secrets, and it is useless to keep them, but it will become a problem.

Furthermore, with Yue Fengyan's character of plucking hair, even if it is useless, it will not be given away directly. After all, music scores are useless to him, but not to others. For example, Ning Zhongze, although his skill is not high, he likes to play the piano. Even Yue Lingshan learned a little by the way. And Yue Feng, as early as when he first returned to Huashan, asked someone to copy the score again before handing over the original.

Lv Zhu Weng hesitated to take the music score that Yue Feng had handed over, and as soon as he opened it, his face couldn't help but become different. Then, two brilliant lights burst out involuntarily in his eyes. Immediately afterwards, Lv Zhu Weng seemed to forget everything, opened the door a little lostly, and returned to the room.

In a short while, there was the sound of the piano in the room, which was exactly the music played by Liu Zhengfeng and Qu Yang. However, it is no longer a piano and flute ensemble, just the sound of the piano alone. Before long, the tune will come to an end. At this moment, the sound of the piano is getting higher and higher. This should be the most exciting part of the entire score, but the piano sound gives people a feeling that it is difficult to maintain, and it is extremely uncomfortable to listen to. The piano tone, too, could no longer be maintained, and it came to an abrupt end soon, without the real end of the performance.

The sigh of Green Bamboo Weng came from the room, and there was a bit of depression in the voice. In a short while, the sound of the flute came out again. But at the end, the flute sound also became extremely sharp, and it was difficult to continue.

After a long time, Lvzhuweng walked out of the room tremblingly, his face completely gray. Looking at the music score in his hand, Lu Zhuweng said to Yue Feng: "Yue Shaoxia, it seems that the old man has no relationship with the music score."

Suddenly, his eyes flashed and he said: "But the little old man’s aunt is also here, and his piano art is even better than the little old man. I wonder if Yue Shaoxia can take it in for a while and let her home go see ?"

Yue Feng's purpose is to hand over the scores. Hearing what Lu Zhuweng said, there is naturally no reason to refuse.

Lv Zhu Weng nodded to Yue Feng, and walked to another house. He pushed the door open, and Yue Feng smelled a fragrance coming from him. The fragrance is very elegant, but it can be smelled far away, and the fragrance is extremely refreshing.

Soon, the door of the room was closed again by Green Bamboo Weng, and the aroma disappeared. After a while, the sound of flute came from inside. This time, the sound of flute is far better than that played by the green bamboo weng just now. Especially at the end of the score, the tune suddenly rises and falls. It is high when it is high, and it is low when it is low. The change is very rapid. There have been several turns in this way, and it seems that it must be broken, but it is wrong. It lasted again, but it was even more wonderful and memorable.

After the sound of the flute was finished, the sound of the piano came again. Until a long time after the sound of the piano was finished, the whole tune remained in the hearts of the people, unable to disperse completely. If it hadn't been for the sound of Qin Xiao to separate, Yue Feng suspected that he had returned to the night Qu Yang was killed.

After a while, I heard a faint voice in the room: "It's a pity, the piano and flute ensemble, where in the world can I find this person?" The voice was tactful, and it was clearly the voice of a young girl.