The night is dark.

The wind is high.

Full moon.

There will never be a shortage of excitement at the feet of the emperor. The emperor will play a role of a sense of security at certain times. Even if the emperors of the Ming Dynasty were extremely murderous in some respects, that was only for some people.

For ordinary people, there is still a distance.

Distance produces not only beauty, but also a sense of alienation and mystery.

Likewise, there is a sense of security.

Therefore, although the capital is heavily guarded in certain aspects, as long as it is protected from unexpected disasters, isn't it more stable?

As the largest inn in Beijing, Yuelai Inn is naturally a lively and noisy place. Especially after launching food and drinks unique to the inn some time ago, Yuelai Inn has been extremely lively. Compared with the past, its

Business needs to be even better.

I have to admit that Shang Xiuxun, the owner of Meiren'er Farm, has his own decision-making and skills in business.

Third floor.

There was a faint light in a room, refracted from the window.

Seen from a distance, it looks slightly hazy, but it contrasts well with the glistening moonlight coming in through the window.

"Um?"

Yue Yuan, who was concentrating on drawing something, twitched his ears slightly, turned his head sharply, and cast his gaze out the window. At the same time, he put down the brush with his right hand, stretched out his left hand, and held it from afar. The air flow suddenly moved, and a suction force was generated from the palm of his hand.

.Amid a panicked cooing sound, a white dove was pulled in from the outside by suction and landed in the palm of my hand.

Turning the white pigeon over, Yue Yuan took down the letter tied to the white pigeon's leg. After opening it, he glanced at it and saw that this was the message delivered by Gongsun Lan. Yue Yuan was not surprised that such an unsafe delivery method was used.

.Because this is the method Yue Yuan decided on himself, and what he wants is the lack of insurance.

Instead, it would not be what Yue Yuan wants if he uses the more confidential contact information that Red Shoes used in the past.

Scanning the words on the letter paper, Yue Yuanren pondered for a moment, picked up the brush that had been prepared beside him, added a few words on it, and then stuffed the letter paper into the bamboo tube on the pigeon's leg again.

The pigeon flew away.

Watching the carrier pigeon fly into the night, Yue Yuan raised the corner of his mouth slightly and turned around to continue what he was doing before.

On the table.

There is a half-finished painting on display.

A rough outline has been drawn with pen and ink on it. Judging from the outline, it is not a landscape painting, but a portrait. With a few simple strokes, Yue Yuan's hand has outlined the characteristics of the character. In terms of technique alone

, the current Yue Yuan can be called everyone, and this does not include his martial arts cultivation.

The movements of his hands were neither fast nor slow, and he was splashing ink at a constant speed, while Yue Yuan's face showed a rare hint of excitement.

This excitement was comparable to the mood he felt when he was painting for Li Shimin.

Even after experiencing so many things, Yue Yuan still felt a little excited at this moment. Except for those women who were indebted to him, such as Fairy Chi Lian and others, Yue Yuan always felt that he rarely showed signs of mood swings.

Especially after he practiced Tao Xin Demon* and his martial arts reached an extremely high level.

But when Yue Yuan was making this portrait, he still couldn't avoid the feeling of excitement.

This is the excitement of finding an opponent.

You must know that when martial arts reaches the level of Yue Yuan, he has almost no opponents. Apart from the immortals and Buddhas who are unknown in the sky and those mythical beasts, the only ones left are himself and his entangled confidante. And now, Yue Yuan

This sign undoubtedly tells people that he has found his opponent.

Yes.

This feeling was Shang Xiuxun's first feeling when he saw Yue Yuan after he stepped into the room.

After following his gaze and stopping at the portrait, Shang Xiuxun's expression became a little surprised.

What surprised me was Yue Yuan's painting behavior. What surprised me even more was the appearance of the person in the portrait.

You must know that even if she is Shang Xiuxun, when Yue Yuan was chatting with his father Lu Miaozi at the Pegasus Ranch, she had never seen Yue Yuan painting with a brush. Even from Wei Zhenzhen's mouth, she only knew that Yue Yuan was painting.

Yuan learned the carving technique from a noodle seller in a county town, but she had never seen it with her own eyes.

Now, it's Shang Xiuxun's first time.

Seeing this, Shang Xiuxun couldn't help but sigh in his heart, how much does the man in front of him hide, and how many secrets are still unknown?

Secondly, the person Yue Yuan painted this time looks really weird.

The people in the portrait gave Shang Xiuxun a sense of familiarity, but also a sense of strangeness, an extreme contradiction and incongruity. People who don't know Yue Yuan's background will probably laugh at the first sight.

And it turns out that the level of this painting... is not the technique, but the person who painted it is too weird.

Yes, it's too weird.

But Shang Xiuxun would not.

From her understanding, Yue Yuan would not do such a shameful thing. Yue Yuan swung the pen very slowly, as if the brush in his hand weighed tens of millions of kilograms. It was as heavy as a stone in his hand, and it was extremely laborious to swing it. For a long time, then

The pen tip only moved a little bit on the drawing paper to add the final touch.

Shang Xiuxun did not come forward to disturb him, he just stood aside quietly and watched.

Liu frowned slightly. The more she looked at Shang Xiuxun, the more she felt that the portrait was weird. The portrait gave her a sense of familiarity, but the strangeness was still there. The person in the painting seemed to know her, but it seemed that she had never seen her before. For a moment,

Shang Xiuxun's mind was filled with memories and he was wondering whether he had seen the person in the painting.

Half a moment.

After thinking to no avail, Shang Xiuxun finally gave up on seeking the answer. Seeing that Yue Yuan was still concentrating on painting, she waited for a moment and then walked aside, wanting to pick up the teapot and add a cup of hot tea. She just pretended to be Shang Xiuxun.

When he walked behind Yue Yuan and picked up the teapot, for some reason, Shang Xiuxun suddenly turned his head and looked from behind Yue Yuan. Half of his eyes were on Yue Yuan's back, and half on the quilt.

Yue Yuan blocked half of the portrait.

"!!!"

This is!!!

At this moment, Shang Xiuxun was stunned.

She didn't recognize the whole portrait when she looked at it, but she never expected that when half of the portrait was blocked, Shang Xiuxun would recognize the person in the painting. As Shang Xiuxun's shocked gaze lingered,

I saw that the brush in Yue Yuan's hand also added a stroke to that half of the face, adding an eyebrow under the nose and on the lips.

The person with this half-face is none other than Lu Xiaofeng, the world-famous four-eyebrow figure.

The whole face he just saw flashed through his mind, and Shang Xiuxun finally discovered why he felt so weird and absurd when he saw this painting just now, because only half of the face in this painting belonged to Lu Xiaofeng, and the other half

The face is another person.

She also knows the other half of the face.

It was the person she had visited back then, Ye Gucheng, the lord of Baiyun City who also learned the swordsmanship of the Flying Immortal from Heaven.

Half Lu Xiaofeng and half Ye Gucheng, no wonder they look weird together, with a strange incongruity, just because they are two people.

Why did Yue Yuan make such a painting?

For a moment, Shang Xiuxun pondered.

at the same time.

Elsewhere, several figures stood proudly in the darkness.

"..."

A leisurely sigh sounded in the darkness, "I never thought that I, Ximen Chuixue, would be so sneaky one day!" He, Ximen Chuixue, has always acted in an upright and upright manner. Even when killing someone, he would burn incense and bathe in it, and he would kill in an upright manner.

past.

This is the first time I have met someone in such a secretive way.

Ximen Chuixue decided in her heart that if Lu Xiaofeng didn't give a satisfactory answer, then there would be no need to grow the remaining beard on the corner of Lu Xiaofeng's mouth.

"I agree too!"

The person who replied was Hua Manlou. Although for him, the difference between night and day was not big. But it was extremely rare to be so sneaky and weird like today, especially when there was the owner of Wanmei Villa, Ximen Chuixue, by his side.

.

"hehe!"

After hearing this, Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but laugh awkwardly, stroking the remaining beard on her lips with one hand, looking quite distressed.

However, both Ximen Chuixue and Hua Manlou knew that the reason why Lu Xiaofeng was so cautious must be that it was not simple. Apart from the people who needed to be dealt with, the remaining identity of the person who needed to be met today was not simple.

Or maybe it’s both…

soon.

A hissing sound like a snake spitting out a message sounded in this quiet place where only the chirping of insects could be heard.

Instantly.

This hissing sound had already attracted the attention of Lu Xiaofeng, Ximen Chuixue and Hua Manlou.
To be continued...