After walking for about an hour, I arrived at the most prosperous place in the city. By the bustling road, I turned into an alley. A mansion was quiet in the hustle and bustle of sunlight floated among the flowers and trees.

The Children's Court Guard took them around the closed gate and entered from the corner gate to the west of the yard. There were servants waiting there, and Wen Xuan and his party walked deep into the yard. The Children's Court Guard bowed and led a horse with more than a dozen men and walked towards the other direction of the yard.

The courtyard was very spacious. After walking for a quarter of an hour, I passed by countless pavilions, towers, strange flowers and plants, and passed through a delicately trimmed bamboo forest. I came to a row of boat-shaped water houses in the lake. A room of servants stood silently. Two men stood side by side, facing the window and facing the lake. Although I could only see my back, I couldn't help but linger.

Both of them are long and tall, thin but not weak. They can vaguely see the beautiful lines under the brocade robe. They are about the same height, one is dark red, the other is light yellow, the jade crown is white, and the black hair is plump.

Wen Xuan gave a tribute behind him, and Lang Sheng said, "I have met Brother Zi'an and Brother Ziyu."

The two brothers looked back at the same time, their movements were almost exactly the same. The two faces that turned around were also similar, both of which looked like jade carvings, with a healthy rosy look. The two replied in full synchronously.

Lu Zi'an Fang said, "A Xuan, the road is fine." After saying A Xuan, Wen Xuan immediately seemed to have changed into a different person. His just-respectful review disappeared in an instant, and he changed into a naughty look like a little brother next door, and sat on a stone chair covered with brocade.

Lu Ziyu looked around and saw the boy, and said to Wen Xuan, "A Xuan, is this young master who came out of ancient paintings you said in your letter?"

Wen Xuan pointed at the boy with his hand, and said with grapes in his mouth, "I can't solve the puzzles on him anymore, relying on his two brothers." Lu Zi'an, Lu Ziyu looked at each other, and reached a tacit understanding in his eyes.

Lu Zian asked the boy to sit down, but the boy was not polite and sat in the lower head.

Lu Zi'an continued, "I heard that this brother didn't know his name and origin, and could not speak, wrote small seal scripts, performed ancient rituals, and wore strange clothes, and." Before he finished speaking, he looked at Lu Ziyu, and Lu Ziyu continued, "And there are traces of spiritual energy on you."

The boy only lowered his head and listened, his eyelashes never trembled.

After a moment of silence on the table, Wen Xuan yelled again, wanting to eat the new Lu style cake, as if he was in a good mood after throwing the boy to the Lu brothers.

Lu Ziyu smiled, his eyes formed a beautiful semicircle, and ordered people to get more pastries from new workers.

Lu Ziyu had never heard of it, just stared at the boy up and down and said, "Where did the spiritual energy on you come from? It is different from your own aura, it should not be yours."

The boy still lowered his eyelashes and shook his head slightly.

The boy Lu style communicated with his eyes again, and Lu Zi'an said, "A Xuan is here from afar. Thank you for your hard work, let's take a break first. Let's discuss the following matters slowly." Lu Ziyu also said, "Yes, the troubles of the Meng family in Huayin have been eliminated, and we will have a long way to go."

Hearing the words "Huayin Mengshi", Wen Xuan suddenly became serious and stood up to salute and bid farewell to the Lu Shi brothers.

When Wen Xuan and the young man walked away, Lu Ziyu Fang said, "Brother, I seem to have seen this young master somewhere."

Lu Zian nodded, shook his head again, "I can't remember."

"Brother, the traces of Linghua on this man must be that everyone in the world wants to get clues about Linghua from him. Why didn't A Xuan hide him in Wenshan and explore slowly, but bring Luzhou?"

"A Xuan has no bad intentions this time. Although he cares about spiritual beauty, he is not a persistent person. He is naturally funny, so there must be his reason for sending it."

"Okay, but since we jointly attacked Meng and avenged his father last time, we and A Xuan have been friends of life and death, so we will not doubt him this time. But how should the young master come out of this ancient painting check? Judging from his appearance, we can't ask anything."

"Let me think about it again."

"Well, brother must have a way."

After the boy came to Luzhou, he missed the quiet life of Wenshan Songyuan. There were many servants and guards in Lu's house, and there were people everywhere. He also treated Wen Xuan and his party with courtesy, so there were many etiquettes. Wen Xuan was very annoyed. He went to Luzhou City every day to play, and only came to talk to the Lu brothers at night, and was happy and wanton.

The boy from Lu family came to see him practice swordsmanship, martial arts, paintings, and calligraphy every now and then. Although Lu Zian didn't say it, he must often nodded. Lu Ziyu repeatedly applauded him in person, but the boy still had nothing to do and only followed his schedule in Songyuan. The only one who had a little thought was the only baby.

As for who the boy was and where did you see it, the Lu Shi brothers had discussed with Wen Xuan many times, and there was no progress. After playing for almost a month, Wen Xuan restrained his interest and discussed current affairs with the Lu Shi brothers every day.

"Wenshan is where Luzhou is prosperous, two brothers, why am I not born here? Why am I born in the mountains?" At the same time, he made a slap in his chest and stamped his feet, which made the Lu brothers' eyes bent into crescent moons. As the three of them chatted, they talked about the boy again.

Lu Ziyu said, "This young master's swordsmanship is very strange, not like any of our four major families."

Lu Zian nodded, "Although he can write regular script, his words still have ancient charm."

Lu Ziyu continued, "If he hadn't intentionally imitated the ancients, would he really have walked out of the painting?"

Lu Zian shook his head, "I feel like he has been isolated from the world for a long time."

Lu Ziyu frowned slightly, "Isolated for a long time? Is it still so young?"

"Linghua?" The three of them spoke in unison.

Lu Ziyu said, "Not mentioning where his Linghua came from, but I haven't heard that Linghua can make people immortal."

Lu Zian was silent for a moment and said, "Linghua is the essence of heaven and earth. If ordinary practitioners can obtain one or two of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the process of practicing Taoism, they will become everyone. Fortunately, our family has the largest library in the world. During this period, we have all searched for records about Linghua to see what we don't know."

Lu Ziyu nodded with a smile, "I'll tell me, brother must have a solution."

In the library, the Lu brothers, Wen Xuan and the young men were all lingering in front of rows of bookshelves, looking for books about Linghua, just like butterflies looking for fragrant nectar.

The boy was looking for books all the way, and Lu Zi'an happened to look through a martial arts secret book on the bookshelf in front of the boy. The boy looked at Lu Zi'an and shook his head. Lu Zi'an raised the book and tried to ask, "Young Master, do you mean that there is no record of Guan Linghua in this book?"

The boy nodded. Lu Zi'an was shocked. Why was he so confident in such a short time?

So he picked up another book, and the boy shook his head again, and picked up another book. The boy still shook his head. Lu Zi'an's face was completely occupied by horror. He said in a trembling voice, "Young Master, can you never forget it?"
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