The atmosphere at the banquet was subtle.

The four of them were divided into two distinct camps.

It seemed that Hua Manlou and Yang Muzhi, who were eating and drinking, couldn't see anything.

Looking at Lu Xiao Feng and Xi Men Chui Xue, who did not seem to be able to hear anything, who seemed to be unable to see anything, who seemed to be eating and drinking.

Lu Xiaofeng poked the person next to him: "If I can persuade Muzhi to have a duel with you, would you be willing to go down the mountain and help me?"

Ximen Chuixue said: "Yes."

That was how the dramatic scene of that night came to be.

Lu Xiaofeng sneaked into Yang Muzhi's room in the middle of the night: "Muzhi, Muzhi, are you asleep?"

Hua Manlou was the one who answered him: "I don't know if Brother Yang is asleep or not, but I'm not asleep."

"Hua Manlou?

Why are you in Muzhi's room?

Don't tell me … where's Muzhi? "

Hua Manlou chuckled: "Brother Yang knew that you would definitely sneak into his room at night to plead for Village Lord Ximen, so he switched rooms with me. He's next door."

"Then did he tell you how to agree to my request?"

"Of course he did."

"What?"

"Brother Yang said that as long as you shave off your beard and go to him, he'll agree to have a duel with Village Lord Ximen."

Hearing this, Lu Xiaofeng sighed and stroked his beard: "Muzhi really wants my life."

Hua Manlou laughed out loud: "The four-eyebrowed Lu Xiaofeng is about to lose two eyebrows."

Lu Xiaofeng's martial arts were very high, and his blade was very fast. Therefore, the fight between Yang Muzhi and Ximen Chuixue was also very fast.

This was the first time that Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou had seen their good friends use swords. They had never imagined that someone would hide a sword in a zither.

Yang Muzhi's sword was completely black. Only the hilt was decorated with aquamarine. What was even more amazing was that there was a faint aquamarine jade-like flowing water flowing around the sword.

It was not difficult to understand why his zither was always wrapped in a zither pouch. Such a divine weapon was not an ordinary item at first glance. If it were to spread in Jianghu, it would attract countless people to fight over it.

"Please enlighten me."

"Please."

After the two swordsmen bowed to each other, the competition began.

In April, there were no plum blossoms in Wanmei Villa, but the peach blossoms and rhododendrons were in full bloom.

Almost in an instant, Lu Xiaofeng saw peach blossoms dancing in the sky, surrounding the two people who were competing. It was as if the Sword Qi had a physical body.

The scene was spectacular.

Even Hua Manlou, who had never complained about his blindness, said, "This time, I suddenly feel that it is better to be able to see things."

This strange scene lasted for the time it took to drink a cup of tea. Yang Muzhi cupped his fists and said, "I lost."

Lu Xiaofeng looked carefully. Originally, after Yang Muzhi no longer had a jade on his forehead, he tied his hair into a ponytail and tied it with peach blossoms. Now, the peach blossom was missing a petal.

Although he had admitted defeat, Ximen Chuixue did not give up. "Your sword is not sincere. You don't want to kill me or even hurt me."

"You are Lu Xiaofeng's friend. Naturally, I don't want to hurt you."

"What if I said that you are also my friend?"

"Then I don't want to hurt you even more."

"That's good."

The mutual appreciation between swordsmen was moving.

Before the competition, Yang Muzhi clearly had some prejudice against Ximen Chuixue. Now, he was actually able to calmly sit with him and drink tea and chat.

Lu Xiaofeng crossed his arms in front of his chest and sighed in wonder. Hua Manlou was still smiling faintly. "Brother Lu, how many of your friends are not curious?"

For example, the blind Hua Manlou who looked the least like a blind person, the Mr. Mutual Knowledge Yang Muzhi who lived in the city, the ruthless swordsman Ximen Chuixue, the Old Master Tortoise who spent his days in the brothel, and so on. Which one of them was not curious?

Hearing Hua Manlou's words, Lu Xiaofeng smiled knowingly. He proudly stroked the beard he was so proud of, but touched nothing. He could not help but sigh. "Alas, a bad person like Muzhi is enough for me to bear.

Ah, Hua Manlou, I heard you laugh. You don't need to cover your mouth. "

"I did laugh, and I didn't plan on covering my mouth."

After discussing medicine with Ximen Chuixue for half the night, Yang Muzhi entered the room and saw Hua Manlou's smiling face. He immediately smiled. "What are you talking about?

Why is it so lively? "

As he spoke, he took out his acupuncture pouch. Hua Manlou heard the sound of fingernails rubbing against the pouch and spontaneously walked to the inner room. Lu Xiaofeng also did not avoid sitting in the outer room and drinking tea.

"Speaking of tomorrow's itinerary, I have a feeling that something will happen on this trip to Shanxi." Lu Xiaofeng's premonitions had always been very accurate, and they were not always good or bad.

Yang Muzhi, who was skilled with acupuncture, bluntly exposed his unfathomable appearance. "Lu Xiaofeng, don't you always have trouble wherever you go?"

Hua Manlou chuckled. "Otherwise, no matter where he goes, he can always find Brother Lu."

Lu Xiaofeng was teased by the two of them until he could no longer drink his tea. He was about to leave when Yang Muzhi stopped him. "Little Phoenix, can you go to Shanxi alone?"

Lu Xiaofeng was confused. "Why do you want me to go alone?"

After inserting another needle, Yang Muzhi said, "I just found out that there are many ancient medical books in the study and library of Wanmei Villa. Maybe I can find a way to treat Hua Manlou's eyes."

And he and Hua Manlou were temporarily tied together. If he wanted to stay in Wanmei Villa, then Hua Manlou would naturally have to stay as well.

Lu Xiaofeng didn't even think about it before agreeing. "If that's the case, then you two can stay in Wanmei Villa first. In any case, Hosho, Yan Tieshan, and Dugu Yihe aren't easy to deal with. We won't run into them for a while."

The two of them were almost finalized with just a few words, but the person involved, Hua Manlou, unexpectedly expressed a different opinion. "My eyes aren't in a hurry right now. Why don't we wait until this matter is resolved first?"

Lu Xiaofeng laughed. "Hua Manlou, don't worry.

Although Ximen Chuixue is a loner and cold-blooded person, he won't really stand by and watch when I'm in trouble. Lu Xiaofeng's life can't be taken away even if the King of Hell comes! "

Knowing that he couldn't persuade his good friend, Hua Manlou simply didn't mention it again. He only said, "Take care."

Yang Muzhi smiled. "Take care."

Before Lu Xiaofeng left, he looked deeply at Yang Muzhi. "I'll be waiting for your good news."

After he left, only Hua Manlou and Yang Muzhi were left in the room. The two of them chatted while performing acupuncture.

"Brother Yang, what kind of person do you think Villa Master Ximen is?" Hua Manlou asked casually.

Yang Muzhi seemed to have thought of something. He chuckled and said, "I don't know what kind of person he is, but I know that he will be a very good friend."

"Everyone in the world says that he doesn't recognize his family and is a loner. Perhaps only you, Brother Yang, would say that he is a very good friend."

"But everyone in the world also says that he must see blood when he draws his sword. Didn't today's competition also end just like that?

It can be seen that sometimes what people say isn't so correct. "

Hua Manlou laughed in spite of himself. "Because you are Brother Lu's friend."

Putting away the needles one by one, Yang Muzhi said, "Because I am his friend's friend, he can be treated so well. It can be seen that he will be a very good friend."

Propping himself up and tidying his clothes, Hua Manlou walked to the outer room to pour himself a cup of tea. However, it was snatched away by Yang Muzhi. "Brother Yang, when did you learn to snatch other people's tea from Brother Lu?"

Yang Muzhi snatched the tea but did not drink it. He played with it in his hands. "Just now, I said that Ximen Chuixue will be a very good friend. Hua Manlou, are you not worried?"

"How so?"

"The sound of your footsteps. Your footsteps are a little heavier than before."

After drinking the tea, Hua Manlou did not deny it. He said with a teasing tone, "I don't know when Brother Yang observed me so carefully."

Yang Muzhi narrowed his eyes and smiled contentedly. "Perhaps you remembered it when you were not paying attention. When you realized it, it had already become a habit."

The two looked at each other and smiled. Time passed peacefully.

The next day, the seventh of April.

After Hua Manlou and Yang Muzhi bid farewell to Lu Xiaofeng, the owner of Wanmei Villa, Ximen Chuixue, also disappeared without a trace.

It was probably as Lu Xiaofeng said, secretly escorting him.

The old housekeeper of the villa received the master's order. All matters in the villa were at the disposal of the two distinguished guests. The keys to the study and the library were also all provided.

Hua Manlou thought that Yang Muzhi could not wait to rush to the study or the library. His friend had a fanaticism for medical skills that ordinary people could not understand.

However, Yang Muzhi's first order was to make plain clothes for him and prepare a few jars of sake. Hua Manlou was very puzzled when he heard it, but he suppressed it in his heart and did not say anything.

Until he found him in the peach forest on the north side of the mountain behind Wanmei Villa.

Even the fragrance of peach blossoms could not cover the strong smell of alcohol on his body.

Hua Manlou no longer had a smile on his face. He said in a deep voice, "Drinking too much is bad for the body."

Yang Muzhi, who was already drunk beyond recognition, ignored his advice and wanted to continue drinking. However, he was stopped by the person beside him.

Although he couldn't see, Hua Manlou could feel that Yang Muzhi, who usually paid attention to his appearance, must be in a very sorry state right now.

He had clearly bid farewell to Lu Xiaofeng in the morning. What exactly was it that made him lose his composure like this?

Could it be that he was mourning someone with his plain clothes and sake?

In the three years that they had known each other, Yang Muzhi had never mentioned his family and friends that he knew Hua Manlou and Lu Xiaofeng.

Hua Manlou always felt that it was meaningless to take the initiative to ask about some things. Hence, he had never asked, which led to him being confused now.

"Brother Yang?

Muzhi?

You can't drink anymore. You're already drunk. "

Only a drunk person would not feel that he was drunk. He reached out and grabbed Hua Manlou's wide sleeve. "Xiao Yan … Don't go … Master misses you …"

Hua Manlou's hearing was far better than ordinary people's. Naturally, he heard the drunken man's ravings. But who was this Xiaoyan?

"Xiaoyan … Master misses you so much … Didn't you ask me if I could accept you … Didn't you want me to give you an answer …"

Instantly, it was as if thunder had exploded in Hua Manlou's ears. Yang Muzhi was so hurt over that Xiaoyan. It was clear how important that person was to him.

In addition, he said things like "Didn't you ask me if I could accept you?" and "Didn't you want me to give you an answer?" The answer was almost obvious.

That Xiaoyan … might be Yang Muzhi's lover.

Hua Manlou smiled bitterly. After Lu Xiaofeng sensed his feelings, he had vaguely advised him not to fall too deeply.

Even he himself felt that this was a relationship that was destined to be suppressed at the bottom of his heart.

But once a youth's heart was moved, it would be moved forever.