Forty-Seventh Lu Miaozi

On the terrace near the cliff, there is a two-story building, which is in a dangerous position.

This is where Lu Miaozi is.

Fang Lang subconsciously restrained his breath, jumped lightly to the roof of the second floor, and saw Shuanglong approaching.

At this time, there was still light on the second floor, indicating that not only was there someone living in this building, but also that they had not yet gone to bed.

Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling never thought that there was another world at the end of the road. When they were about to turn around and leave, an old male voice came down from upstairs and said, "Since the distinguished guests are here, why don't you come up and meet me."

The room does not need to be big, and the fragrance of flowers does not need to be many.

When the two walked past the plaque engraved with "An Le Wo" on the main gate, they felt peaceful and tranquil.

There was a couplet hanging on the two beams facing the entrance, written on a wooden sign: "It is appropriate to tune the zither in the morning and play the harp in the evening; the old rain has just arrived, and the new rain has just arrived." The font is elegant and vigorous.

This hall is a four-sided hall. Through the four-sided flower partition windows, the steep cliffs covered with plants in the back and the swaying bamboos around can be seen faintly in the hall, making the mahogany furniture displayed here look thick and unpretentious, leisurely and natural. There is a nanmu staircase in the corner of the house, leading to the upper floor.

The old man's voice came down again, "Please come up!"

Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling exchanged glances and climbed up the stairs.

The upper floor is divided into two rooms by a screen. One side has a round table and square chairs, and the other side should be the owner's bedroom.

At this time, a man was standing in front of the window, facing the window, and said softly: "Please sit down, two little brothers, and taste the six-fruit liquid brewed by the old man."

The two of them realized that there were wine pots and cups on the table, and the aroma of wine was overflowing. Under the illumination of two hanging palace lanterns, there were only a few necessary furniture besides the table and chairs, all made of rosewood, with an elegant and noble style.

The old man was wearing a tall hat and a wide belt. Although they couldn't see his face because he was facing away, he was a little taller than Xu Ziling. He was wearing a wide robe, which made him look like a towering awe-inspiring.

The sound of a waterfall could be heard faintly in the distance.

Kou Zhong picked up the wine pot and filled three cups. Seeing that the old man was still motionless, he took one cup and handed the other to Xu Ziling. The fruit wine went down his throat, and the wine tasted mellow, soft and refreshing. The most rare thing was that the fragrance was rich and harmonious, which made people linger.

The old man said calmly: "This wine is made from six kinds of fresh fruits: pomegranate, grape, orange, mountain dregs, green plum, and pineapple. After the process of fruit selection, water washing, water bleaching, crushing, pit removal, soaking, juice extraction, fermentation, adjustment, filtration, and mellowing, it is then put into wooden barrels and buried for aging for three years. It tastes good, right?"

Kou Zhong praised sincerely: "The old man is really good at brewing wine, and he is very creative."

The old man was silent for a while, and said softly: "I have lived here for nearly 30 years. Except Xiuxun, no one has dared to break in here. You must be newcomers."

Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling realized that they had violated a taboo after hearing this. The latter apologized: "Deputy housekeeper Liang did not tell us about this place, which disturbed the senior's meditation. I..."

The old man interrupted him and said: "You have a Yangzhou accent, which is strange. The ranch rarely hires outsiders. What are you doing here?"

Xu Ziling then explained that they were guests.

Until now, the two still couldn't figure out the old man's identity and his relationship with the ranch, but they were sure that he was an unfathomable senior master.

Kou Zhong couldn't help asking, "Senior, have you really never left here for thirty years?"

The old man laughed and said, "Of course not. Although I have regarded this comfortable nest as my home for the past thirty years, I have been out more often than here. It can be said that it is a kind of fate that I met you this time. It is not easy for everyone."

After speaking, he slowly turned around and faced the two people.

It was a very special face, simple and ancient. The thick black eyebrows extended all the way to the spotted temples, but the other end was connected to the bridge of the ears, forming a sharp contrast with his deep eagle eyes. There were lines of melancholy wrinkles at the corners of his mouth and under his eyes, making him look like he didn't want to ask about the world, tired and sad.

His nose was as straight and powerful as his waist, and with his naturally arrogant tightly pursed lips and slender and clean face, he looked like a prince who had enjoyed all the wealth and glory in the world, but now he was as disappointed as a dead heart.

He slowly swept his eyes over the two of them, smiled and said: "Do you know why I, who don't care about worldly affairs, would invite you to come up and meet me?"

The two shook their heads blankly.

Lu Miaozi showed an exhausted expression, slowly sat down, took a cup of six-fruit liquid and drank it all, and smiled bitterly: "If it weren't for this thing that kept me alive, I might not see you again today."

Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling looked at each other, and the latter asked: "Are you injured, senior?"

Lu Miaozi nodded and said: "That was the injury thirty years ago. Although the demon woman's Tianmo Gong is known as the top of the demon sect, it still can't take my life. Let me use the mountain terrain to escape thousands of miles away and hide here." He sighed again and said: "For thirty years, I have used all my energy here to build gardens. If I didn't have this sustenance, I'm afraid I would have died of my injuries long ago. But these days I always remember the old hatred from time to time. This is a sign of the recurrence of injuries. I'm afraid I don't have much time left.

Kou Zhong sighed and said: "Who is that demon woman? "

Lu Miaozi stared at him for a long while, then glanced at Xu Ziling and changed the subject: "In fact, I have seen you before and even overheard your conversation. You are indeed two very interesting kids. Although I don't know how you are related to the Song family, if people knew you were here, it would bring a lot of trouble to Xiuxun."

The two were stunned.

Xu Ziling asked, "Where did you see us, senior?"

Lu Miaozi said calmly, "Do you remember that deserted village? That's where Zhai Rang was ambushed and everything went wrong."

The two remembered the smoke from the cooking stove and said at the same time, "It's you!"

After knowing his identity, Shuanglong couldn't help but ask about his identity.

Lu Miaozi smiled proudly and said casually, "Even if Guan Ningdaoqi saw me, he would respectfully call me 'Teacher Lu'. Alas! So what? In the end, he still died in the hands of that witch, and his reputation was ruined."

Listening to the old man's self-praise, Fang Lang couldn't help but twitch his mouth, and was quite speechless.

It was obviously Lu Miaozi who was deeply in love with the Queen of Yin and abandoned his wife and daughter, but in the end he still blamed others, without reflecting on his own unsteady position. ..