Chapter 227 Haofuer, she is really pretty

[The Yue girl picks lotus by the autumn water, her narrow sleeves are light and her sleeves are light, revealing her double gold necklace.]

[Picking flowers in the shadow, they look like faces, but the hearts are in turmoil.]

[It’s a stormy night in Xitou, the fog is heavy and the smoke is light, and I don’t see the company I came with when I came.]

[The faint sound of singing returns to the distant shore, and the sadness of separation leads to the south bank of the river.]

A burst of soft and melodious singing floated on the misty lake.

The singing came from a small boat. Five girls in the boat were singing and laughing, rowing and picking lotus flowers.

The song they sang was "Die Lian Hua" written by Ouyang Xiu, a great poet in the Northern Song Dynasty. It describes the scene of Yue girls picking lotuses.

Although there are only six crosses, the season, time, location, scenery, as well as the appearance, clothing, jewelry, and mood of the Yue girl are all described as if they were seen in person.

Especially in the second half of the column, there is a narrative in the description of the scene, and the narrative is lyrical, from close to far, with endless thoughts.

Ouyang Xiu served as an official in the south of the Yangtze River for several years. The landscapes of Wu and Yue were all integrated into long and short sentences. It can be said that his literary talent is soaring.

Jiaxing Nanhu, the Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching.

The lotus leaves are gradually dying, and the lotus flesh is full and full.

This scene at this time is just like what Ouyang Xiu wrote in his poems.

This song of lovesickness spread with the laughter of the boating girl, and finally reached the ears of a little Taoist nun standing by the lake.

She stood quietly under the row of willow trees for a long time. The evening breeze ruffled the hem of her blue-purple robe and the strands of the whisk in her neck, and her heart suddenly fluctuated.

Really, it’s like “the hearts are in turmoil.”

The singing sound gradually faded away, and then a gust of wind blew, faintly carrying the giggle of the lotus-picking girl.

The Taoist nun let out a long sigh, raised her left hand, looked at the blood-stained palm, and murmured to herself.

"What's so funny? These little girls are just singing without knowing the pain of lovesickness and melancholy in the lyrics."

It's on the South Lake hundreds of steps away from this Taoist nun.

A small boat glides across the turquoise and clear glass-like lake.

There were several childish boys and girls on the boat, two of them had red lips and white teeth, and they looked particularly pleasing to the eye.

The two of them were only in their prime for about twenty or eight years, which was a good time.

These two girls are cousins. The cousin's surname is Cheng, and her last name has only one English character.

My cousin’s surname is Lu and her given name is Wushuang.

They are half a year apart.

They are the two sisters Cheng Ying and Lu Wushuang of the Cheng family.

The group of people sang songs, rowed the boat out from the lotus leaves, and had a very happy time on the lake.

When the two sisters were laughing and playing, they didn't know what was happening in the Lu family's house at this time.

Their father, Lu Liding, raised his head and stared blankly at the wall.

I saw nine palm prints printed on the wall. Each palm print was as red as blood.

Lu Liding is not well-known in the world, and all his martial arts skills were passed down from his brother Lu Zhanyuan.

He is indifferent by nature, and his family is well-off, so he has never traveled in the world. It can be said that he has no experience at all, and naturally lacks the ability to adapt to changes.

At this moment, looking at the bloody handprints that suddenly appeared in his house, he vaguely thought of his brother Lu Zhanyuan's last instructions.

I still remember that Lu Zhanyuan once said that he had an enemy, a Taoist nun named Li Mochou.

People in the world call her "Fairy Chi Lian".

That woman was extremely skilled in martial arts and acted ruthlessly.

Lu Zhanyuan expected that after he got married, Li Mochou would come to seek revenge on him and his wife, so before he died, he asked Lu Liding to take his wife away.

But he didn't expect that Lu Zhanyuan's wife committed suicide on the night of Lu Zhanyuan's death.

Lu Zhanyuan has been dead for three years now, and it is indeed the time when Li Mochou came to take revenge.

Lu Liding felt melancholy and thought to himself.

"My brother and sister-in-law have been dead for several years, and the grudges should have been wiped out long ago. Then why did the Taoist nun come to my family?"

Here, Lu Li Ding was hesitating secretly in his heart, but he heard a servant hurried in and reported.

"Master, there are guests outside."

Lu Liding waved his hand and said, "You said I wasn't at home."

The servant said, "Master, that lady doesn't want to see you, she's just a passerby who wants to spend the night."

Lu Liding was startled, "What? Is it a woman?"

The servant said, "Yes, the lady also brought two children."

When Lu Liding heard that the female guest had two children with him, he felt relieved and asked, "Is she a Taoist nun?"

The servant shook his head and said: "No. He is neatly dressed and looks like he belongs to a good family."

After all, it is not common for people to stay in high-end hotels in Jianghu. It is more of a one-night stay to seek good luck.

Now that this orphan and widowed mother came to stay for the night, Lu Liding naturally couldn't drive them away, so he immediately nodded and said.

"Okay, just invite her to the guest room to rest and prepare some food for her."

At this moment, two sisters, Cheng Ying and Lu Wushuang, who had been out for fun, also came back.

The two walked into the house playfully. Seeing their noisy appearance, Lu Liding felt angry and sad, so he drove the two girls to the backyard.

Cheng Ying and Lu Wushuang walked to the backyard and saw two strange teenagers in the backyard.

These two young men were about fourteen or fifteen years old, and looked about the same age as the two sisters.

Several children were of the same age, so naturally they were easy to talk to, so Cheng Ying asked.

"Who are you?"

One of the young men said, "My name is Wu Dunru."

Another said, "My name is Wu Xiuwen."

Cheng Ying and Lu Wushuang looked at each other and introduced their names, so they were acquainted.

The four of them were just about to chat a few more words, when suddenly someone on the roof laughed, and a female voice said loudly.

"I will only take the lives of nine members of the Lu family! Everyone else is waiting to leave as soon as possible!"

Everyone in the Lu family's residence was shocked when they suddenly heard shouts on the roof, and they all walked into the courtyard.

Everyone looked up and saw a young and beautiful Taoist nun standing by the eaves. The moonlight reflected on her face. She looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old. She had a long sword stuck on her back, and the blood-red sword ribbon was dancing in the wind.

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Seeing this, Lu Liding said loudly, "I'm here, Lu Liding. Are you a boy from Li Xiangu's family?"

The little Taoist nun sneered and said:

"It's good that you know! Kill your wife, daughter, and servants quickly, and then commit suicide, so that I don't have to go to any trouble."

These few words were said in an understatement, and Lu Liding was not taken seriously at all.

Since he didn't want to talk much, Lu Liding immediately drew his weapon and faced him.

It's a pity that he has never traveled around the world before, so he was easily defeated by the Taoist nun after just a few moves.

In the Lu Mansion, some servants had already taken all the children out of the back door.

This unexpected incident caused chaos in the Lu family, and brothers Wu Xiuwen and Wu Dunru who came to stay overnight were also involved.

Fortunately, their father Wu Santong arrived shortly afterwards.

Wu Santong is one of the four apprentices of Master Yideng who is a fisherman, woodcutter, farmer and reader. He learned the Yiyang Finger from the Duan family of Dali, and his martial arts are quite good.

However, he was no match for Li Mochou. In a hurry, he could only take his two sons and flee through the door.

After a lot of fuss, he took his two brothers and ran into a woods. Suddenly he put down Xiu Wen and ran away with Dun Ru in his arms, leaving his youngest son behind in the woods.

Wu Xiuwen shouted, "Father, father!"

But he saw Wu Santong holding Wu Dunru and running dozens of feet away, and heard him shouting from a distance.

"I'll come back and hug you again!"

Wu Xiuwen knew that his father had always behaved erratically. He was speechless for a moment and subconsciously wanted to go back to the Lu Mansion to find his mother.

But he didn't know how far he, a fourteen-year-old or fifteen-year-old boy, could go in the dark at midnight.

Finally, he stumbled into a forest, hid under a tree and fell asleep.

When I woke up after a good sleep, I vaguely heard several clear and high-pitched chirpings of birds above my head.

Wu Xiuwen hurriedly opened his eyes and looked up, only to see two huge white eagles circling and soaring in the sky, with wings spread as high as ten feet.
To be continued...