Luo nine needles

Chapter 135 Thoughtful

The morning light shone on the river, sparkling.

Sitting on the bow of the boat, the rich man lifted the fishing rod violently, and a fat fish jumped out, splashing water.

Zhike ouched ouch repeatedly, hurriedly took out the fish basket, and put the fish he had caught into it.

"I haven't fished for many years." The rich man said, "I haven't lost my craft."

Zhike looked at the old face of the rich man in the morning light, and felt a little sad. The rich man's greatest hobby is fishing. He has been lying in bed and hiding in the house all these years, and has never touched a fishing rod again.

"After a few days, the affairs of the Mo Sect will be stabilized, the young master can take care of himself, and the master will get better, and then he will be able to go fishing every day." Zhike said.

"Hey, someone else might say that if one day's sage's ambition is not fulfilled, one day will not be free, but I won't say that." The rich man said with a smile, "I will leave Momen to Xiaoliu, and I will feel at ease. .”

Zhike nodded: "Young master is smart and tenacious, and he will definitely bring back the glory of Momen."

Someone on the shore called softly, Zhike looked back and waved to the handyman on the boat, and the handyman soon brought him over.

"Master is not well." The visitor whispered, "some accident happened."

Accident?The rich man was a little surprised.

The visitor told the story.

Zhike frowned: "Are you sure you are from the Momen?"

The person who came nodded: "The master of the Bai family has tested it, and all the code words are correct, and the gestures and etiquette are all correct."

Momen crouching tiger, hidden dragon, powerful people are not uncommon, but...
Zhike frowned: "If you drive people away at this time, you will definitely find problems."

Everything was predicted, but this was not expected. No one would be willing to leave such an important gathering before the result came out.

Who would have thought that someone would drive someone away, and could drive them away.

Once someone leaves Bailou Town, the situation outside will definitely be discovered.

"A lot of people have left." The visitor said in a low voice, and looked up at the rich man again, "My lord, he"

The rich man asked, "What happened to Xiao Liu?"

"Young master also went out in the middle of the night." The visitor said, and then bowed his head.

Zhike's scolding has already fallen: "Why do you look at the young master!"

The visitor knelt down: "My lord, my lord left quietly, no one noticed, I've already gone to look for it"

What did Zhike want to say, the rich man waved his hand to stop him.

"This is not the first time." He said, "This kid is very capable. If he doesn't want to be watched, who can watch him."

Zhike is uneasy: "If the son finds out"

"If you find it, you will find it. Our Momen has been stared at by the government. Although we are fully prepared, it is not surprising to be discovered. Don't be nervous." The rich man said, looking at the river, this is not the time for leisure, he Put away the fishing rod, "Come on, let's go and have a look."

On the green wilderness, Gao Xiaoliu patted his robe a few times to shake off the dust and grass leaves, and stamped the dew off the straw sandals wrapped with golden threads.

He looked ahead again. There were more people on the road, and there were more people coming and going. The officers and soldiers who only checked the people who came in were much busier than before. There were many people and many things.
Gao Xiaoliu turned and walked away.

There is no need to go out. This night, on the roads on all sides, in the wilderness in all directions, there are bright posts and dark posts. He has seen it all and understood it.

Bailou town was surrounded.

Sure enough, sure enough, her rule of losing and leaving has a purpose.

Other times, when Gao Xiaoliu heard such rules, he would definitely spit out his arrogance or have a fight with her, but this person is a bit like his friend.

If it was his friend, there must be a reason for proposing such a rule.

He sneaked out at night to take a look, and sure enough, he saw it.

When Gao Xiaoliu walked halfway carrying a tree of flowering branches, he met the Bai family members and servants who had found him. Seeing him, he was happy, uneasy and annoyed.

"Son!"

"Where have you been, son?"

"Gao Xiaoliu, why are you running around!"

The servants surrounded him chaotically, and the elders of the Bai family scolded him.

Gao Xiaoliu waved the flower branch in front of the elders of Bai's parents: "Of course it's a show of filial piety! I want to present the most beautiful bouquet to my grandmother."

What filial piety, the elders of the Bai family said angrily: "You are showing filial piety to the old lady if you don't run around."

Gao Xiaoliu didn't listen and stopped arguing with him, he got on the horse with the flowers and branches, and galloped towards the Baijia Manor surrounded by the crowd and pointed by passers-by.

Today's Baijia Manor is even more lively than before. In addition to eating the flowing water seats and watching the stage, there is another place to stay.

Before entering the door, a shelf was set up to hang the birthday words, calligraphy and paintings written by scholars to Mrs. Bai.

Later, in addition to calligraphy and paintings, other birthday gifts were also placed, including lanterns, carved patterns and dragon dances.

"Look, it's this dragon dance." One person hurriedly pointed to the others and shouted, "It's just like the real thing."

Others looked at the dragon lanterns. The dragon lanterns were huge and beautifully carved, but no matter how beautiful they were, they were nothing but a dragon lantern. How could it look real?

"There are so many temple fairs during festivals and festivals." Someone said.

Not everyone saw that day. Those who saw it were both regretful and proud. They stood in front of the dragon lantern and danced to describe it to those who had never seen it. Before the excitement was over, there were many children shouting in front of them. Yelling "This light will run, this light will run."

The lights that can run are rolling lights. I have seen them at temple fairs during festivals and festivals. Children just make a fuss, but when other people see it, they start to make a fuss like children who have never seen the world.

"This light can run! How can this light run like this!"

The excitement here has not yet subsided, and someone shouted from the front, "Come and see this little kite, I can fly—"

Don't all kites fly?But what does it mean to fly by yourself?There is no wind today, and the crowd is rushing past.

Because too many people almost blocked the road, Gao Xiaoliu almost couldn't walk through holding the flower branches, but he was not dissatisfied in the slightest, with a smile on his face, he also looked around, stopped at every place, and nodded in praise.

"awesome."

The elders of the Bai family couldn't wait any longer: "Compared with knights today, are you still going?"

Gao Xiaoliu flicked the flower branch: "Of course, the winner must be me."

The gongs and drums were banging and clanging on the stage, but this time there were no performers doing somersaults, climbing flagpoles, or funny actors, but martial arts.

Martial arts are common in street temple fairs, but unlike what the public is familiar with, the martial arts on the stage do not have lively gongs and drums, and there are no fancy moves, such as breaking boulders on the chest.

But the people in the audience were also reluctant to look away, because at this time the young people on the stage were well-dressed and good-looking, no matter how they looked.

"To celebrate grandma's birthday, if you fall off the stage, you will lose." Gao Xiaoliu said with a smile, "However, if you lose to me, you have to leave here."

The people watching the excitement in the audience didn't think there was anything to say, while those who knew the inside story either sneered or frowned and shook their heads.

"Broken atmosphere!"

"One by one is so arrogant, it's really not as good as one generation."

Meng Xichang looked a little surprised.

Shopkeeper Lu smiled: "Someone took away what you were going to say."

Meng Xichang looked at the stage and smiled: "It doesn't matter who says it, as long as you say it."

After finishing speaking, he waved his iron hand and jumped onto the high platform.

"Chairman Meng Xi came to ask for advice."

　Happy Year of the Rabbit~Happy Holidays~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)