Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Xuyu Palace.

Box in the west building.

"It's the west building again."

Ouyang Heng muttered softly, but he had no choice but to follow the crowd into the box.

Although he ate some porridge today, it made his stomach feel more comfortable.

But even so, the instinctive nausea and nausea of ​​big fish and meat still hasn't completely dissipated.

At least it will take three or four days for him to recover.

"The environment is nice and tasteful."

Luo Fengtang stood by Ouyang Heng's side and looked at the layout inside the box.

There are eight screens in this box.

The paintings on the screen are not pretty women, nor landscapes, insects and birds, but portraits of many soldiers fighting, highlighting a golden and iron horse, which is as imposing as a rainbow.

For those literati, this kind of screen painting is rude and degrading.

But for soldiers like Luo Fengtang who fought on the battlefield and licked their blood, this kind of screen painting is quite tasteful, and it suits his appetite.

"These are all masterpieces of famous masters, and one of them is personally written by Master Tang Yu."

Feng Bei put his hands in his cuffs, with a smile on his face.

"Master Tang Yu? This is rather strange."

Luo Fengtang may not have much impression of other calligraphy and painting masters, but Master Tang Yu is an exception.

This is not only because Yang Ruoqing respects Master Tang Yu, but also because her son Luo Xingchen also appreciates Master Tang Yu's paintings.

"Master Tang Yu designed Xinzhuangzi for Peacock Villa owner Xian Yuzhong last year. On the way back to the south of the Yangtze River, I happened to pass through Zhuque County. I invited him as a guest for three days, and he left this painting with his brush."

Feng Bei began to introduce the ins and outs of this painting.

Luo Fengtang looked at the painting in front of him, silently lost in thought.

In the middle of the scroll is a general.

The general on the battlefield was wearing broken and blood-stained armor, holding a spear in one hand, using the spear as a crutch to keep his body upright, while holding an embroidered purse with a broken red thread in the palm of his other hand .

Opposite the general is a group of enemy troops with different faces. They are either fearful, tyrannical, angry, or timid...

What they faced was only the general.

"This is an amulet sewn for him by his family. People in many places in Daqi have this habit when they serve as soldiers."

Luo Fengtang withdrew his gaze and said softly.

"Master Tang Yu said that this painting was given to a battle-tested general, but he didn't say who this person was."

Fengbei Road.

"This is for Yue Leiting, the commander-in-chief of the north. This battle is exactly the battle of Yue Leiting's fame..."

Luo Fengtang said softly.

"The battle in the northern border, I know, this battle won more with less, and forced the Liao Kingdom to sign a peace treaty with Daqi, so that Marshal Yue could become Marshal Yue later."

Feng Bei's eyes lit up.

Luo Fengtang glanced at Feng Bei with a hint of deep meaning in his eyes, but then disappeared.

"Feng Zongzhu keeps this painting well, and I will come to see it again when I have a chance in the future."

Luo Fengtang waved his sleeves and settled down on his seat.

Feng Bei originally wanted to find a reason to forward this painting to Luo Fengtang, but now that he heard this, he couldn't find a reason for a while.

"Let's talk about the underground river. When you went down, what was the scene when you encountered a water demon besieging you?"

Luo Fengtang asked for relevant details.

It's also a matter of his own safety.

"At that time, three of our disciples went into the water together. They estimated the time, and when it was about time, they would turn back."

"Before, it was going smoothly, but on the way back, they were attacked by more than a dozen adult water demons."

"A monster like a water demon doesn't have much strength on the shore, but in the water, its strength is astonishing. The three disciples are all elites of the sect. After a fight, only one disciple came back alive, still scarred. Right now, I'm still recuperating."

Feng Bei let out a breath.

As soon as he mentioned the incident of the water demon attacking people, the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

"How about the underwater skills of the three disciples?"

Luo Fengtang said lightly.

Even if he knew that this was Feng Bei's sad matter, he still had to ask it thoroughly.

"They are very good at underwater kung fu. We used to swim in big rivers before. Moreover, they are very strong in martial arts. I am no match for the three of them working together. They can deal with me one-on-one at the bottom of the water."

Feng Bei said sincerely.

"So I understand, we will start tomorrow."

Luo Fengtang said.

……

The next morning.

A group of people entered the mountain and came to the base built by Xuyu Palace in the mountain.

The slightly larger sects in Sixiang City found a place in the mountains to build some buildings as hiding places.

This is a habit left over from the chaos of the previous dynasty. They were all worried that one day the sect would be besieged and destroyed.

Some people were separated to hide in the mountain. Even if the Zongmen encountered a crisis locally, they could preserve the fire, so as not to completely wipe out the Zongmen.

In the past, many sects used this method to preserve the fire, and later found an opportunity to make a comeback.

The mountains near the Four Elephant City are large enough to accommodate countless bases.

In fact, the so-called hidden places, except for a very small number of big sects that can achieve a certain degree of concealment, other sects cannot achieve complete concealment at all.

"The feng shui here is very good."

Mickey observed the surrounding environment and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

She has learned some feng shui from Zi Yan, and it is easy for her to see this relatively obvious feng shui treasure.

"My father asked someone to choose these. Later, he regretted it."

Feng Bei touched his nose, feeling a little embarrassed.

"What do you regret? Such a good place..."

Before Mi Qi finished speaking, she suddenly understood why Feng Bei's father, Feng Buping, regretted it.

He should have chosen a hidden place.

And this kind of place where a discerning person knows good geomantic omen at a glance, how can it be called a hidden place.

"My father was a master of martial arts at that time, so he didn't listen to other people's opinions. When he came to his senses, the building was half built, and there was no turning back. Bite the bullet and continue building.”

"After that incident, my father calmed down his arrogance and became more cautious in his actions later on."

This was all Feng Buping's "black history", and Feng Bei was able to tell it outright, which also meant that he had nothing to keep.

He pinned his hopes on Luo Fengtang and the others. Other conditions, as long as they are not too excessive, can be discussed.

"Go straight to that dark hole."

Luo Fengtang said.

Originally, Feng Bei wanted to take everyone to rest for a while, but since Luo Fengtang was in a hurry, he didn't propose to rest.

Most of the buildings on the base are made of local materials, and many trees are planted nearby, which just serve as a concealment for the base. Of course, this is just a comfort in the heart, and those who want to know already know it.