chewing dragon

Chapter 91

When it was time to light the lamps, in a guest room in the outer courtyard of Shaoyang Courtyard, Lu Qiyun stood alone by the window, frowning slightly, showing his emotions on his face in a rare way.

It was only today that he found out that there is a distinction between the inner and outer courtyards where the crown prince lives. The outer courtyard is the place where the prince's daily affairs are held, and outsiders can stay overnight.

His Royal Highness has not been in charge for three days, and he will be busy immediately after taking off the donkey skin, he only asked Xia Daban to take Lu Qing to the guest house in the outer court to rest for one night, and to meet the king together tomorrow, then left in a hurry.

Rewarding the royal family is the proper meaning of the question, so Lu Qiyun is naturally not worried about this, but the inexplicably complicated and chaotic thoughts in his heart after seeing the black donkey skin.

It's as if I have forgotten some extremely important people and things, and I can only remember them a little bit, but there is a curtain behind me, so I can't get a glimpse of the truth.

Lu Qiyun had never experienced this kind of feeling in his life, but it was so real, how could he not make him suspicious?
At this moment, a childish voice suddenly sounded in the quiet guest house: "Why are you bothered, brother?"

"Who?"

Lu Qiyun was terrified, and immediately turned around to look around, but he didn't see a single person.

"It's me, little brother!"

As the voice just now sounded again, Lu Qiyun's cold eyes stared at the square table in the center of the guest house.

Apart from the tea set and candlesticks on the table, there is only the leather case handed down by Master Luo.

The young Taoist priest's complexion darkened, and he walked quickly to the table, stretched out his hand to firmly press the lid of the box, and asked in a cold voice, "What are you?"

The next moment, the previous voice really came from the box: "Little brother is Qi Huchan! Big brother, let me out quickly, it's really stuffy here!"

"Qi Huchan?"

Hearing this name, the previous feeling of deja vu once again grew in Lu Qiyun's heart.

A cold light flickered in the eyes of the young Taoist priest, and a cold smile appeared on his face: "The poor Taoist wants to see what is pretending to be a ghost!"

After finishing speaking, he grabbed the leather box, lifted the lid suddenly, and at the same time flipped his wrist, turned the leather box upside down, and slammed it downwards!
"Ouch!"

With an exclamation, a small person no longer than the length of an index finger fell out of the leather case and fell on the table with a bang.

Lu Qiyun looked intently, and saw that this little man had red lips and white teeth, and a bald head like a little monk. The clothes on his body were also monk's clothes, but they were made of a piece of colorful tiger skin. .

Seeing this, Lu Qiyun couldn't help but thought to himself: "Using tiger skin as a monk's clothing, no wonder it's called Tiger Zen!"

The little monk who claimed to be Qi Huchan seemed to have fallen hard, grinning and rubbing his buttocks, and got up, standing on the table, which was far lower than the candlestick beside him, so he had to look up at Lu Qiyun beside the table, staring. He squinted and complained: "Brother just used me to skin that royal highness, why did you turn your face and deny him in a blink of an eye?"

Lu Qiyun saw that although the little monk was born strangely, his words and deeds did not look like some kind of vicious monster, so his tone eased slightly: "Are you transformed by the razor in this box?"

As he asked, he went to look at the leather case in his hand. The tools contained in it were fixed with interlayers and straps, and they were all in their places at this time. Indeed, only the place where the razor was located was empty.

"Which one is the razor? My brother is good at skinning and gouging out the heart, but he has never made any razor before?"

On the contrary, the little monk became confused, with a look of suspicion on his face.

He scratched his shiny head, paced back and forth on the table, looked left and right around the young Taoist priest, and whispered in his mouth: "It's the big brother, right? It's just a change of body." Changed clothes, changed his name, why did he become so stupid all of a sudden, that even my own brother can’t recognize me?”

The little monk's muttering did not avoid people, Lu Qiyun heard it, his face became serious again, he shook his head and said: "I was born with this name, and I never changed it."

Qi Huchan became more and more puzzled, rolled his eyes, and suddenly said loudly without thinking: "My Qi family in Linzhou has its own rules, the first is to be sincere and upright, to respect the heaven and the ancestors, to behave properly, and to be worthy of admiration! "

After finishing speaking, the young monk standing on the table suddenly raised a white and tender little hand, pointed at the young Taoist priest and asked, "Qi Jingzhi, if you change your name, it is... oh, it is a violation of respecting the ancestors of heaven." This sentence! Can you be convicted of a crime?"

When Lu Qiyun heard the first sentence "Qi Family of Linzhou", it was as if there was a thunderous explosion in his ears, and the world turned upside down and everything was spinning in front of his eyes, so he couldn't hear what Qi Huchan said afterwards.

He only thought that he had followed the way of this little monk, and immediately closed his eyes and guarded his heart, isolated the inside and outside, and after a little relief, he followed his previous memory, and suddenly stretched out the right hand that held the knife all the year round, and grabbed Qi Huchan Give it a hard squeeze!
The little monk let out a scream, and a bright cold light appeared on his body.

Lu Qiyun was caught off guard, only felt a sharp pain in his palm, and subconsciously let go of his five fingers.

With a snap, Qi Huchan's small body fell on the table again.

Lu Qiyun withdrew his hand abruptly, opened his eyes and looked down, only to see blood dripping between his palms and fingers.

He stared at the little monk who was lying motionless on the table with his butt pouted, and asked through gritted teeth, "Don't pretend to be dead! You are the knife made by Master Luo, why did you hurt me?"

Hearing this, Qi Huchan slowly climbed up from the table, staring straight at Lu Qiyun for a long while with his small eyes as if looking at a fool, then suddenly became dejected, and muttered to himself: "It turns out that elder brother is real I'm so stupid, I probably won't be able to cut through the demon atmosphere and tame the mountains and rivers together in the future..."

"Hey! You and I are brothers, and today you actually moved your hands and saw blood. Instead of turning against each other, it's better to break up and find a way out, so that we can have some kind of affection when we meet in the future! Anyway, there is Lao Jian, that stupid corpse. Huo is with you, and I am not missing."

After all, the little monk turned his head and walked away with his head drooped.

"What a mess! Want to leave?"

Lu Qiyun had already suffered a great loss, so he would not let it go at this time, he immediately sneered, grabbed the leather box and put it under the little monk's hood, and put the spirit transformed by the razor into the box.

The so-called one thing is one thing, this leather case is the sheath of the razor in essence, no matter how sharp the edge of the little monk's blade is, he can't escape it.

As expected, Qi Huchan was extremely honest, he never struggled at all, he just said in a muffled voice through the leather box: "Eldest brother is about to achieve success, but I don't want the sky to be jealous of talents, and suddenly become a fool. In this way, don't say that elder brother wants to live forever The great ambition of being free and easy is no longer hopeful, and even eating and drinking may be a bit embarrassing."

"Hey? If my elder brother lives a foolish life from now on, he seems to be quite at ease. At least he doesn't know what worrying is! Unlike me, it seems that he is either worried or suffocated... Hey! It's so annoying!"

The little monk was chanting in the leather box. Although Lu Qiyun became more and more confused, he still listened patiently for a while.

When he heard the so-called great ambition of being free and unrestrained, the young Taoist couldn't help but sneered, and felt more and more in his heart that the young monk had admitted the wrong person, and he was quite disdainful of the elder brother he was talking about.

Qi Huchan muttered to himself for a while, then suddenly remembered the sneer from outside the box just now, and asked rather puzzled: "Why are you laughing, brother?"

"Hmph! I laughed at your big brother, who can't support the wall with mud. What kind of ambition is to be free and easy?"

When he said this, Lu Qiyun looked around slowly, with a complicated expression on his face.

Although this place is just an ordinary guest house in the outer courtyard of the Shaoyang Courtyard, the furnishings inside and out are much better than his narrow road house in the Baiyun Temple!

Not to mention that in Baiyun Temple, he is just living under the fence and begging for food!Taoist priests in Guanzhong only remember him as Master Xiao Luo when they need to shave their hair and face!
Thinking of this, the young Taoist's voice resounded: "When a man is born, he eats from a tripod, and when he dies, he eats from a temple. Only then will he live up to this life!"

Hearing this, the little monk in the leather box seemed to be stunned, and after reacting for a long time, he said sullenly: "What is the meaning of what the elder brother said? My younger brother can't understand..."

(End of this chapter)