Riling Up The Jianghu

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Originally a pair of grandchildren, his grandfather also had thin yellow muscles, and seemed to be sick. He fainted before reaching. Seeing this, the teenager crawled to the old man with all his strength and hugged and cried.

Pedestrians around stopped talking about the tragedy, and even the tears softened. Huo Linfeng is absolutely speechless. In this case, instead of losing the owner, he is like a bully stealing money.

He stepped forward: "I ask you, why do you steal the purse?"

The teenager was afraid, "Grandfather is going to starve. I want to buy food for my grandfather."

This reason may seem absurd, but Huo Linfeng leaned over and looked at the old man up close. He once besieged the enemy and rode in the Jedi. People and horses starved alive, and his condition was quite similar to that of the old man.

Struggling in front of his life, Huo Linfeng clutched his purse and pulled out a piece of broken silver from his sleeve. "Go buy a stutter." He threw it to the boy. "I'll break your hands when I'm full."

The teenager was grateful and repeatedly promised.

Huo Linfeng stopped and walked back, and saw Rong Luoyun when he was thirty or fifty steps away. Separated by traffickers, men and women, young and old, Rong Luoyun stood there like a poplar, and the wind couldn't move, and people were crowded.

He strode over and handed in a lot of money.

Rong Luoyun caught it and looked back: "What about a thief?"

Huo Linfeng said, "Run away."

Rong Luoyun was kind and polite just now, suddenly frowning: "You can't even catch a hair thief, and you deserve to be an extraordinary palace?"

Huo Linfeng answered truthfully: "Catch it, but I let it go." He described the details again, secretly having a headache. After all, Rong Yunyun was the gangster's villain, and I'm afraid he would take the life of that grandson.

Unexpectedly, Rong Luoyun asked, "Did you give him money to buy food?"

Huo Linfeng nodded, confused.

Rong Luoyun had no more questions to ask, and he turned to the stall owner to pay. The half-height plain large tank, the thick diameter of the old tree, he easily lifted and tied it to the donkey's back.

Continue to walk forward, walking for a while to the alley where the thief was caught, the grandparents sitting under the wall. The old man was groggy, holding half a piece of hot cake, and the young man holding the other half, wanting to gobble but couldn't bear to finish eating.

Rong Luoyun watched quietly. The boy saw him and ran to admit his mistake. He thought that this was not a habitual thief, but more like a crooked way to do nothing, and asked, "Where is my home?"

The young man said, "Hanzhou, came from the disaster."

Hanzhou is three hundred miles north of Xiganling, a wealthy treasure land, but no one can do it in the event of a natural disaster. Rong Luoyun tilted his head and stared into the narrow alley, but saw crowds of beggars resting in the alley. He went to the alley to see it more clearly, the man's daughter-in-law, and the yellow child, all languished with hunger.

He untied his purse, threw it back to Huo Linfeng, and ordered: "Buy some hungry food for them."

Huo Linfeng was ordered to do it, Du Du followed, and the master and servant bought some cakes nearby, and as soon as they entered the alley, they were robbed by the hungry wolf-like victims.

There was a tadpole in the corner, and a drowsy girl, Rong Luoyun walked in front of the girl, and crouched down and asked, "Little girl, why are you sad?"

The girl cried, "If only you appeared earlier ..." Tears, like tears, fell off the wire, "My brother, my brother will not starve to death ..."

Rong Luoyun had a sore nose and mouth. Then he saw a small bamboo basket and a cloth on the side. Apparently the baby had just left. He didn't know what to say, he said nothing, and got up and left the narrow lane.

Out of the alley, he saw Huo Linfeng and said lowly, "Du Zhong, I want to go back."

Huo Linfeng nodded, waiting for Rongyun to sit on a donkey, he personally led a rope back to the extraordinary palace.

After arriving in the palace, he took him to an unknown residence and tied the donkey to a tree in the courtyard. They were all tied up, and the man was still sitting. He dragged Rong Luoyun's cuff: "The palace master, you are home."

Rong Luoyun returned to God, got off the donkey, and walked silently down the porch to sit. Huo Linfeng had to send the Buddha to the west, unload the big tank, pour water and pour the fish, and then sprinkle some bait. With a glance out, the lynx was peeping again, and fish and birds strangled it.

Everything was right, Huo Linfeng retreated, and when he stepped out of the door, looked back, and Rong Luoyun was still sitting low.

He has seen too many deaths, has been a little numb, has compassion for human life but no compassion. He thought that Rongyun's indifference was even worse, but today's suffering is really unexpected.

Returning to Qianjitang, Du Yi had prepared hot water towels and would arrange the bedroom. Huo Linfeng exhaled, lying face-to-face on the bed, and he felt like he was being served.

Du Xuan stomped his leg, and he felt so distressed: "Master, what have you been doing recently?"

Huo Linfeng counted, caught fish for Rong Luoyun, rubbed his legs for Rong Luoyun, and bought a cylinder with Rong Luoyun ... Du Yi listened, his face wrinkled into a short face. Now, like this, it is necessary to give a surname. Dressed to feed? Also diligent!

He reads a few books, how does that sentence come to light-dedication and diligence if nothing happens. He abruptly relieved his heart, fortunately, Rong Luoyun was a man.

"Master," Du Yi suddenly wondered, "Rong Luoyun gave alms to the victims, I don't feel bad."

Huo Linfeng said: "Xu is very good today."

Du Yan said "Oh", seeing that the master closed his eyes as if sleepy, so he did not say anything again, silently tidying up the bamboo building. Huo Linfeng lay quietly, with bamboo leaves fragrant in his nose, soothing.

When he was about to fall asleep, Du Yan ran to him: "Master, no official seals are gone?"

Huo Linfeng snorted, "Tibet General House."

Du Xun asked again, "Why isn't The Sin Mirror hidden?"

It's so annoying, Huo Linfeng swung the other side with one palm, what was hidden, he hadn't finished reading it yet. Not to mention that Tang Yi has been dead for 17 years. Now whoever recognizes this book is his confidant, and it is no harm to reveal his identity.

The sleepiness faded, Huo Linfeng simply sat up and read, and "Capturing the Dragon" was "playful" for a while.

So in the past five days, the extraordinary palace is as usual, except that Rong Luoyun has not left an unknown residence for a full five days. Another day, he indulged in the scroll of the book case, from the chicken to the dusk, he did not leave the study for a moment.

Suddenly he heard the piercing donkey, he finally set aside his writing brush and went out to see Duan Huaike in the courtyard. "Brother." He greeted him, and there was a food container under his eaves.

Duan Huaike came to dinner and said, "You do n’t eat hungry, so feed the donkey."

Rong Luoyun smiled and ran to the donkey to feed the straw, and touched the donkey's face and said, "I'm sorry, so that you are hungry and thin." He recalled that he rushed to the market a few days ago, and I don't know how the victims were.

Duan Huaike, however, said: "The number of beggars in the city is increasing. They go to appointments in the morning, and the riverside is filled with resting victims. Many people have abandoned their bodies after Lengsang Mountain."

The two walked towards the house, Rong Luoyun used for dinner, and Duan Huaike described the situation in the city. After some discussion, it was decided to carry out the disaster relief work at the foot of the mountain. Rong Luoyun built his car behind closed doors for many days and said, "It's time to take part in the activity. I'll arrange it."

For the time being, Duan Huaike returned to drunk Shen Yazhu and went to help take the donkey back to the stable. Take off the hanging bag and find that there is something inside. Take out it is a double-sided fan.

Rong Luoyun took over, and secretly said that Eucommia was careless. He filled his stomach to eat when he had eaten his food. He fanned out of an anonymous residence and walked slowly outside Qianjitang to meet the disciples who had returned from the training.

Behind the crowd, Huo Linfeng jumped higher and came slowly holding his sword. Raising his eyes, he saw that Rong Luoyun was standing with his hands in his hands, but he had lost some weight in five days. He took the lead to say, "Do you want someone?"

Rong Luoyun said, "I found it."

Huo Linfeng pointed to his chest: "Look for me?" Waiting for everyone to enter the Qianjitang, he stopped a step away from Rong Luoyun, and asked with a little anticipation, "Why is the palace owner asking me?"

Rong Luoyun said: "Preparation tonight, tomorrow morning will apply porridge and grain to the relief of the disaster-stricken mountain."

Huo Linfeng was secretly shocked. This man was so kind-hearted that day that he still had to use congee relief? He stared at the other side to look at it, looking rare, and forgot to agree. Rong Luoyun told him to look uncomfortable, and frowned: "What are you sick of?"

Huo Linfeng lied: "The palace owner seems to be thin ..."

Rong Luoyun's eyebrows opened again, except for Rong Duanyu, few people first cared about him getting fat and thin. He also commanded: "The donation point is located next to the barracks, and a white dog officer will be sent out."

One by one, everything was explained.

It's getting late, it's time to go home.

Huo Linfeng noticed the anomaly, and Rong Luoyun was carrying it from beginning to end, as if holding something behind him. He stepped closer and looked sideways: "Master, what's in your hand?"

Rong Luoyun waved his hand: "The fan you bought for Xiaoqinger."

My sweetheart that day, and now a small love, probably even "scratch" in the future. Huo Linfeng took it, and slammed it at the other side, saying, "What a beautiful object, what are you trying to hide?"

Rong Luoyun cursed: "The girl's house, the house owner is suspected of being stingy."

When Huo Linfeng heard it, she picked dozens of girls when the beast came out, and the guests at Fengyue Field would be hurt by a fan? It's a slippery world. In his opinion, even if Rong Luoyun swaggered across the market with a bellyband, he should be shameless.

The other side's back was gradually distant. He stepped into Qianjitang and set about preparing for giving tomorrow.

When I was a child, a group of disciples went out at night to buy food in Xiganling and neighboring states. At dawn, the second group of disciples set up a shed and started to cook the porridge immediately after handing over food. The third team patrolled the city and transported them to Houshan for burial.

The three teams broke up, and before the time had passed, the victims flocked, and the generals' barracks were blocked. Huo Linfeng worked for a night, yawning from a distance, yawning, and suddenly smelled the porridge, a girl timidly dragged him by the corner.

He squatted: "Little girl, is there something wrong?"

The girl holding the porridge bowl: "My brother is buried, thank you benefactor." Looking around, she was discouraged. "Where is the other benefactor, we can't find him."

Huo Linfeng was stunned, this is the girl in the lane on that day. Take a look. The young man was mixed with the old man, and the victims in the lane were on that day. These people are looking for Rong Luoyun, with the intention of thanking for their lives.

He thought that without mentioning anything else, Rong Luoyun did a good deed.

Until noon, the disciples shifted on duty, Huo Linfeng returned to the extraordinary palace for a short while. Before returning to Qianjitang, he went to Wumingju to report, slowed down through the lotus pond Onuma, and suddenly changed course.

In the middle of an unknown place, Rong Luoyun feeds the fish in front of the independent tank, sprinkles a little bait, and six red carps swing their tails cheerfully. Hearing the footsteps, without looking up, Yu Guang glanced at Huo Linfeng walking down.

Huo Lin went to the other side of the tank, leaned over to see the fish, and first saw the reflection of the falling clouds in the water. Rong Luoyun also saw him, spreading food, as if hitting his face.