Chapter 30: Hiding in Plain Sight

  Even a tiger fallen into Pingyang cannot be bullied by ants, Ye Guancheng, even if something really went wrong, cannot be used as a stepping stone by this kind of Jianghu trash!

  Lu Xiaofeng's face changed color, he was about to take action, but unexpectedly he was pulled back by Hua Manlou, and he couldn't help but look back in puzzlement.

  Hua Manlou shook her head slightly and calmly, smiling as she pointed forward.

  In the next instant, Lu Xiaofeng's eyes were fixed on the young girl who had just been quietly counting her money. She casually picked up a long branch that seemed to have been left over from the stove and began to tease the sword-wielding man with it, as if she was playing a prank. The man's face turned from red to white, then flushed again, sweating profusely, constantly retreating backwards. For some reason, he didn't even get a chance to counterattack with his sharp long sword, only able to defend himself in front of him.

  Lu Xiaofeng's previous worries had all been put aside.

  Although I have no colorful phoenix wings to fly with, my heart has a magical connection that understands everything.

  This poem hides Lu Xiaofeng's ultimate skills, one is the unparalleled lightness of his footsteps, and the other is the unbeatable Ling Xi Yi Zhi. He can use that finger to hold Ye Guicheng's Tian Wai Fei Xian, with a finger strength unmatched in the world, and naturally his eyesight is not bad either. He can easily see through what's happening in front of him.

  Because every move the girl made was aimed at a position that her opponent had to defend, if not fatal, then it would be a major acupoint. Although she only held a branch in her hand, her speed was as swift as thunder and lightning, yet there wasn't even half a hint of sharpness or ferocity, instead it seemed like a gentle stream flowing quietly on the ground, unknowingly entrapping her opponent in a watery sword aura.

  Neither advance nor retreat is possible.

  Going forward is a dead end.

  Retreat is also a line between life and death.

  A master's move is decisive; victory and defeat are determined in an instant.

  That big fellow retreated to where there was no place to retreat, and with just one pause, he was poked in the knee by a branch. His legs softened, and he had to kneel down.

  The girl used a branch as a sword, pointing diagonally at the other's forehead, looking down at the person kneeling on the ground, and said calmly: "Twenty-five taels of silver and two hundred and fifty coins, compensate me ten times, spare your dog life, Wan Jie Sheng Zun."

  The onlookers were unaware of the situation, but they thought the girl's movements were light and elegant, like a dance. The fierce-looking man who came to seek revenge somehow knelt down, and the crowd cheered from their hearts for the girl.

  The rivers and lakes people mixed in the crowd exchanged glances with each other, conveying some kind of information.

  Outsiders watch the excitement, insiders watch the doorway.

  The more accomplished one is with a sword, the more terrifying it appears, or perhaps, the more eager they become.

  Like Sima Yi's swift sword, one sword can take a person's life, everyone knows its benefits, so they are born with reverence and avoid its edge; however, this girl's sword is fast but not extreme, many people think they can break it with force or speed. The subtle softness in her sword movement is not something that everyone can see, those who can understand the subtlety must think thrice before trying to test her sword, if they were the ones who just exchanged blows with her, how much stronger would they be than this girl kneeling on the ground?

  Lu Xiaofeng stared intently at the girl's hand, it was almost impossible to imagine that such a mysterious sword move came from a young girl like her.

  What a wonderful talent has emerged in this world!

  Lu Xiaofeng suddenly remembered where he had seen this girl before.

  This is clearly the person who descended from the sky and rescued Ye Gu Cheng that day!

  He looked at Ye Gucheng with suspicion, only to see the man he had vaguely suspected of having some problem with his head, his face no longer smiling, and a faint sword aura emanating from his body, but not as cold and sharp as before, which was hidden under the girl's sword aura, without drawing attention.

  Lü Xiaofeng was first startled and then delighted.

  Ye Gu Cheng is still Ye Gu Cheng!

  What better news than friends being safe?

  The middle-aged swordsman was originally just a second-rate figure, which is why he had rushed over after hearing the rumors. Now that he had been forced to this point by the girl with the tree branch, his morale had already collapsed, and he almost lost all hope, no longer daring to imagine himself as the world's number one swordsman. His entire person immediately slumped down, and after rummaging in his bosom for a moment, he only managed to pull out thirty taels of silver.

  The man looked up, his previous arrogance and recklessness completely gone, forcing a smile on his face as he said: "Heroine, please spare my life. I won't dare offend you again. The money I owe you, I will definitely pay it back..."

  Some people sneered disdainfully, while others whispered among themselves.

  Things have come to this, and it can be said that good and evil are rewarded.

  Lu Xiaofeng thought that the "Seventh Maiden" would just scold the man a few times and then let him go, ending the matter on a happy note. But unexpectedly, the seemingly ethereal and elegant young girl suddenly drew her sword with lightning speed, and in an instant, the branch in her hand became as sharp as fine steel, piercing through the man's head without any obstruction.

  The change came too quickly, even with Lu Xiaofeng's speed, it was already too late to rescue.

  That person is beyond salvation now.

  The girl withdrew her hand, and the branch was pulled out of her skull, bringing with it a small amount of milky white substance mixed with red and yellow.

  The middle-aged man's expression was frozen in a moment of luck and shock, as if he had never expected to suffer such a disaster.

  The man's body swayed and fell to the ground with a thud, his skull having been pierced by a hole.

  Some people couldn't stand the shock and screamed out loud.

  The girl hummed softly, dropped the branch in her hand, and smiled disdainfully: "Bullying the weak and fearing the strong, being greedy for life and afraid of death, having no backbone at all. Such a person is worthy of using a sword? They are nothing but a scourge to the Jianghu, and everyone can kill them."

  Hua Man Lou slightly furrowed her brow and let out a sigh, but didn't say anything. The latest chapter of "Left Hand Seal Demon".

  Lu Xiaofeng watched as the scene turned into a crime scene, and was just about to go forward to persuade the onlookers to disperse quickly. Suddenly, he found that several unremarkable young people had already started to take action, somehow managing to scatter the crowd, while others came forward to collect the body and clean up the ground. Before long, the area was spotless again.

  However, today's business clearly can't be done anymore.

  The girl looked at the copper plate covered with dust on the ground with disgust, took out her handkerchief to wipe her hands, and refused to bend down to pick up those copper plates.

  The middle-aged man who was previously said to be as handsome as Pan An glanced at the girl, got a white eye in return, and then looked at Lu Xiaofeng, saying: "You're here."

  Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but laugh and replied: "Yes, I'm here. You are Ye Guancheng."

  The man suddenly smiled slightly and replied: "You are Lu Xiaofeng."

  Lu Xiaofeng smiled and said: "Not bad, I am Lu Xiaofeng, you are Ye Guancheng, shouldn't we have a good drink?"

  Ye Gu Cheng slightly stunned, then nodded.

  "Good."

  Lu Xiaofeng burst out laughing, just about to say something, when suddenly a clear and crisp female voice came from beside him, "Today's pancakes haven't been sold out yet, can only go drinking after they're all sold."

  Ye Gu Cheng's face suddenly showed a hint of embarrassment, but he didn't refute it either.

  Lu Xiaofeng looked at Ye Guicheng's embarrassed and inarticulate appearance, couldn't help but laugh secretly, and handed over a silver note.

  "Seventh sister, I'll take all the remaining shaobing."

  When speaking, Lu Xiaofeng felt vaguely that something was not quite right in his heart, but he couldn't think of it.

  Yao Guang took the silver ticket, glanced at the amount, and said without blinking: "There are still 120 pastries left, which is equivalent to 120 taels of gold, or 1,200 taels of silver. The silver ticket is worth 1,000 taels, so you still owe 200 taels."

  Lü Xiao Feng finally remembered what was wrong.

  The pancakes from this house, if you buy a lot, it's daylight robbery.

  He thought that there would be such a fool who would pay one or two gold coins for a pancake, but it turned out that the fool was himself.

  A real man, once the words are out of his mouth, can't be taken back, so Lu Xiaofeng swallowed his teeth and blood, silently took out 200 taels of silver tickets and handed them over with respect. Meanwhile, he sneaked a glance at Ye Guancheng, wanting to see if he would say anything.

  Well, nothing was said.

  It's really... a harmonious family.

  Lu Xiaofeng finished taking out the money and was about to pull Ye Guancheng to the wine house when a large sack was handed over from beside him. He lowered his head, meeting a pair of misty black eyes.

  "...... Seventh Young Lady, what is this?"

  "Your pancake." Yao Guang handed the sack to Lu Xiao Feng, stacked up silver tickets and put them in his sleeve, smiling and saying, "A penny for a penny's worth of goods, no cheating between us."

  Lu Xiaofeng took over the sack with a complex mood and remained silent for a long time.

  The aroma of the pancake wafted out from the unfastened mouth of the sack, which was indeed very enticing, but he didn't want to eat at all.

  The flowers filled the building, and she turned her head slightly and smiled softly.

  Ye Gu Cheng's mouth corners slightly rose.

  Yao Guang smiled slightly, "Lu Daxia, we're not familiar, please call me Qingxu."

  Lu Xiaofeng tightened his grip on the sack in his hand, let out a few dry laughs and said, "Haha, Qingxu's name is indeed like a Daoist nun's name, 'Death Train'."

  "Qingxu is indeed the Daoist name."

  “……”

  Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but think to himself, "You let those people come and go as they please, who knows what you mean."

  Yao Guang seemed to see through Lu Xiao Feng's thoughts and continued: "Because I was in the seventh rank of the sect, and didn't want these people to know my identity, so I said my name was 'Ah Qi'. They called me that, so I just went along with it."

  Ye Gu Cheng saw Lu Xiao Feng's awkward appearance and felt that it was about the same, so he opened his mouth and said, "A Qi, De Yue Lou's Osmanthus wine is very well made."

  The implication is to invite her out for a drink and beg her to be merciful with her words.

  Yao Guang smiled and hummed, "Don't try to fool me with sweet wine, the best one hidden in De Yue Lou is obviously Wuliangye. If you want to invite me for a drink, don't use second-rate ones to make up for it."

  Lu Xiaofeng's chin almost fell off.

  It is said that those people from the Taoist sect... aren't they all about eating wind and drinking dew, having plain tea and simple food?

  How is it... that opening his mouth is good wine?

  Yao Guang's gaze drifted past Lu Xiao Feng's back and paused for a moment on Hua Man Lou, from whom he sensed a very familiar aura. After a moment's thought, it seemed similar to those elegant guests in Qingyan Wanhua Valley.

  It's been a long time since she left the Tang Dynasty, and Yao Guang felt that it had been a very long time since she had seen someone like this. This kind of familiar temperament gave her an inexplicable sense of intimacy, and she couldn't help but smile: "A friend comes from afar, it's also a good thing. Today I'll be the host, please come with me to have some drinks, would you two do me the honor?"

  Lu Xiaofeng was in a bad mood, but upon hearing this invitation, he immediately accepted.

  "As we're all friends of Ye Gu Cheng, drinking is a must."

  The flower on the building smiled and nodded.

  "Thank you, Qingxu Daozhang."

  Yao Guang smiled and said, "You can also call me Ah Qi. What's on your mind, young master?"

  Hua Manlou shook his head and smiled: "Nothing."

  "It's still early in the day, drinking on an empty stomach is bad for your health. I'll go and ask the shopkeeper to prepare some light refreshments. You three slow down a bit, if you come too quickly it will be a waste of time."

  Yao Guang smiled and nodded, her long sleeves fluttering as she walked away.

  After Yao Guang arrived in the Central Plains, in order to hide her identity, she called herself "A Qi" externally. She naturally didn't wear that blue and white Taoist robe, but rather ordinary women's clothing. Her hair was tied up in a bun, and she wore a white jade pin instead of a Taoist crown. The soft yellow water red on her body was worn out with a different kind of carefree elegance, which made it difficult for people to move their eyes away from her for a while.

  Lu Xiaofeng looked at him for a while before turning his head, winking and making eyes at Ye Gu Cheng, "Ye Gu Cheng, whenever there's good news, be sure to let me know."

  Ye Gu Cheng fell silent for a moment, then said helplessly: "Don't talk nonsense, Lu Xiao Feng. Qing Xu Dao Chang may not be my master, but she has guided me with kindness, I respect her as a senior master..."

  At first, he thought it was a "daughter", later he thought it was a "woman", but now he found out that it was actually his "master". Lu Xiaofeng felt like his brain had been hit by a hammer, dizzy and painful. He rubbed his head, speechless, and silently picked up the sack and continued walking forward.

  He originally came here to see what kind of peddler looked like Pan An.

  If the pancake doesn't taste good, he must go and tell others, so they won't come to buy pancakes again.

  Author has something to say: Lu Xiaofeng: Let your mouth be cheap, let your hands be cheap, let your legs be cheap. Look at Mao's Pan An, look at Mao's Long Nü!!! They are all Zhou Bapi!!! (Completely not right)

  This chapter is Chapter 30 Da Yin Yu Shi. If you think this chapter is not bad, please don't forget to recommend it to your friends on QQ group and Weibo!