In the outer circle of Xuanjin City, in a small alley far away from Yuemi River.
After Lu Feng said goodbye to Jiang Ruoyun, he walked towards the Sanyuan Inn with a little worry. The closer he got to the outer circle, the sparser the crowds around him. At this point, most of the leisurely people gathered at the Yuemi River, waiting.
Fireworks at the end of the lantern festival.
As he approached a small teahouse at the entrance of the alley, Lu Feng looked up and looked at the four words "Lin Ji Bean Juice" written on the plaque and couldn't help but stop.
A memory from the past appears in my mind like a tide.
"Do you regret it?"
'No regrets.'
"That's it for now, are you sorry?"
'Regrets are inevitable. I really want to try the bean juice made by my little sister herself and take a bite of the crispy pork she cooked. It's a pity that I don't have the chance.'
The figure of a man with tears in his eyes but an extremely free and easy smile appeared in Lu Feng's mind again.
The scenes and dialogues before dying appeared frequently, as if they were just like yesterday.
The small teahouse in front of me seemed to be the place that the man had mentioned before but never had the chance to visit again.
Lu Feng's heart suddenly felt heavy. Although he and the man just met by chance, they still had a good friendship, and the man's death was more or less caused by him.
Therefore, Lu Feng felt a sense of guilt in his heart.
Stepping into the teahouse, although the space is not large, the decoration is very warm.
I wonder if it was because of the lantern festival, but there was not a single customer inside.
Some of them were just an elegant young woman wearing a bib, carefully wiping the already spotless tabletop and various cups and utensils.
When the woman saw Lu Feng approaching, she was stunned for a moment, as if she was surprised that a guest was actually coming.
When he came back to his senses, he didn't show much warm reception. He didn't even turn around. He just calmly pointed to the table and chairs beside him, which had a menu list.
Lu Feng didn't see the woman's specific appearance clearly, but he vaguely felt that she looked familiar. After finding a seat and sitting down, he recalled the dishes the man mentioned in his mind and shouted to the woman: "A Pot of Forest"
Remember the signature bean juice, a crispy pork dish, and a side of braised broad beans.”
The woman was stunned when she heard these words, and even the rag she was using for wiping in her hand couldn't help but drop to the ground.
Only then did Lu Feng finally see the woman's appearance clearly, and he also understood the origin of the familiar feeling. The woman in front of him looked almost exactly the same as the woman he had given the war order to and met at Shiqiao last night.
The reason why I say they are similar but not the same person is because there is a big difference in temperament between the two.
The woman Lu Feng had interacted with made him feel a little younger, a year or two younger than the woman in front of him. Moreover, the woman always had her hair tied in a ponytail, looking like a swordswoman who was new to the world.
The temperament he exudes is also more agile and heroic.
The woman wearing a bib in front of her was not dressed at all. She looked very demure and simple, with her long hair hanging naturally. She looked like a virtuous woman at home, exuding a warm and house-keeping temperament.
"Maybe they are sisters?" Lu Feng secretly guessed.
Seeing the other party's stunned look, Lu Feng looked around at the deserted business and couldn't help but ask: "Don't you have these side dishes?"
"Yes, yes," the woman came back to her senses, looking a little nervous, and asked, "Sir, how many of you are there?"
"It's just me," Lu Feng replied somewhat strangely.
The woman's expression was visibly lost. She took a clean set of bowls and chopsticks from the counter and handed them to Lu Feng, "Sir, please wait a moment."
With that said, he walked straight to the curtain behind the counter. When it was lifted, it turned out to be the kitchen, which was only a curtain away from the guest area.
Only then did Lu Feng understand why there was only a woman in the teahouse and no other waiters or other helpers. With such a layout and the lack of business, the woman could take care of everything alone.
After a while.
The woman first took out a small bottle with a spout and the words "Lin Ji Bean Juice" engraved on the bottle. It also came with a delicate small ceramic cup.
Lu Feng took the bottle and felt a chill coming from the bottle. He secretly thought it was because it was stored in an ice cellar or cold water.
Seeing that there was only one small cup, Lu Feng asked the woman for another one.
The woman looked at Lu Feng in surprise, then walked to the counter and took out another small cup.
Before Lu Feng could speak, he returned to the kitchen.
Not long after, the crispy pork and broad beans were also prepared, and the woman took out a plate in one hand.
Suddenly seeing the scene on Lu Feng's table, the woman's whole body trembled. The plate in her hand became unsteady and fell down. Her eyes were red and she looked very hurt.
Fortunately, Lu Feng had quick eyes and quick hands. In a flash, he put the two plates of side dishes that were about to hit the ground back into the plates intact, and placed them on the table with them.
"You...who are you?"
The woman's voice seemed choked and hoarse, and she seemed to have to muster a lot of courage to say this. Her fingers trembled as she pointed at Lufeng's table, facing the cup she was sitting on.
There is no one sitting across from me, but the cup is full.
Obviously, this is a scene that only occurs when paying homage to the deceased.
In addition to the three dishes Lu Feng ordered previously and the sadness on his face...
An unprecedented strong uneasiness filled the woman's heart, making her almost unable to hold on.
Lu Feng looked at the woman expectantly and said slowly: "Do you have a brother named Lin Liyun?"
Upon hearing this, the woman's face suddenly turned pale with horror. Her suspicions had been confirmed. Her grief became even greater, and she fell limply to the ground.
"Brother...how did he die?"
The woman's already choked voice sounded like a thorn stuck in her throat, making people feel even more sad and uncomfortable.
Lu Feng let out a long sigh and said frankly: "More than three years ago, he died in the Dixuan Realm."
Lu Feng said as he stood up and bowed deeply to the woman, "I'm sorry, he died of revenge because he tipped me... my master off."
The name Ye Yu Sword Master was too involved. Lu Feng was not familiar with the woman in front of him, so he deliberately fabricated an unfounded identity after thinking about it.
In this way, even if the woman found out that it was Ye Yu Sword Master, she would definitely not doubt her identity as Ye Yu Sword Master.
When the woman heard this, the aura of the Five Elements Realm faintly emanating from her body suddenly became a bit colder. What she asked about was not the name of the master mentioned by Lu Feng, but...
"My brother, who was the victim of revenge?"
The woman changed from being simple and demure, and there was an angry murderous intent in her eyes.