I was so quiet and restless that I stayed in the thatched hut for a week without realizing it.

Early that morning, Murong Fu suggested a trip to Dongting Lake, and Dongfang Muxue readily agreed.

Their location was not far from Baima Temple Town on the outskirts of Dongting Lake. Murong Fu had already found out during the days he stayed here.

"Before setting off, let's change our appearance. Let's pretend to be an ordinary young couple and go to the lake to play."

"Bah, you're here to take advantage of me again. Why don't you pretend to be brother, sister, aunt and nephew? Haven't you bullied me enough in this thatched house?" Dongfang Muxue blushed and quit. She wanted to have a good rest for a few days now.

When Murong Fu took out the paints and tools for makeup and did not put on the human skin mask, through his superb makeup skills, as long as people can't think of his original appearance, it was a success.

Mixing the paint in his hands, he joked: "But it seems to me that you are quite happy, but I didn't expect that the leader of the martial arts is so weak that he is so weak in that aspect."

Dongfang Muxue's breath was stagnant. Thinking of the humiliating scenes she had been bullied in the past few days, her cheeks turned red as if she was familiar with them: "No one is born a master. It's disgusting that you don't give people a chance to learn, so I will punish you this time."

You can only watch but not eat until you make me happy."

After applying some soft paint to Dongfang Muxue's fair face, the color dropped a few levels: "So you women are really vicious when you are ruthless. Tell me, what identity do you want to pretend to be like me?"

"Ahem, dear son, please call your mother-in-law to listen first." Dongfang Muxue straightened her face and looked serious.

Murong Fu continued to rub mud on her hands, secretly thinking that the other party was really holding back his breath, what kind of hatred did he want to call himself mother, but for the time being, he should just follow the other party.

"It's okay to call you mother, as long as you can accept yourself as you are now. Speak beforehand. Once you decide, you can't go back on it!"

As he spoke, he handed over the shiny mirror.

When she saw the yellow-faced woman in the mirror who looked like she was thirty years older, Dongfang Muxue knocked the mirror over with a palm: "I don't want to become like this, hurry up! Disguise yourself and go back!"

Murong Fu smiled secretly in his heart, took out the makeup remover, and restored it to its original state.

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After struggling for an hour on the issue of identity, Dongfang Muxue finally reached an agreement with him, commensurate with his identity as brother and sister, and finally left the door.

After makeup, Dongfang Muxue's eyebrows were no longer so sharp, but the ends were removed. They were drawn into a downward curving arc with a pen. Her whole person softened, and her cheeks were rounded with mud, adding a few points.

Soft and charming.

Murong Fu himself went directly into the back room and put on his disguise mask. Of course, he didn't leave the room so quickly and pretended to stay for a while longer. Dongfang Muxue didn't know what was going on, so she surrounded him in admiration.

The thatched house they were in was twenty or thirty miles away from Yaowangzhuang. And the Baima Temple Town in Yaowangzhuang was another twenty or thirty miles away. From Baima Temple to Dongting Lake, it was another dozens of miles away.

It was already noon when we rushed down and arrived at a restaurant by Dongting Lake.

The Dongting Lake here is still the original "Eight Hundred Miles Dongting"!

Boarding the "Chunxiang Restaurant"? Standing on the railing on the second floor, you will see a vast mist and a myriad of scenes. There are hundreds of sands and pavilions? Thousands of sails racing? Thousands of gulls flying. When people see it, they will think of Wang Bo's famous "Tengwang Pavilion Preface", but it is a pity.

, this is not Yueyang Tower.

Rather than the style and location, it seems to be built based on the Yueyang Tower.

"What are you looking at?"

Dongfang Muxue came to her side, and Murong Fu pointed to the distance with a smile: "Have you seen those men practicing with the boats?"

"See it? What's wrong?" Dongfang Muxue glanced at a sandbar in the distance.

The Dongting is vast and there are many sand and pavilions. There are four or five places within sight.

"The anger is red, and the dragon is the young dragon in the water, which should be black, so these people wearing dark red upper body and jet black lower body should be members of the 'Angry Jiao Gang'. It is approaching noon, and they are also training. It's really

Very energetic." Murong Fu said.

A thoughtful look flashed in Dongfang Muxue's eyes: "Are you saying that if this situation is not normal, but an emergency training... there will be a big battle in Dongting Lake?"

"Yes, just ask the waiter."

The two of them returned to their original seats, and within a moment, the waiter came up with the food they had ordered.

"Boy, do the Angry Dragon Gang practice like this every day? They don't even take a break when it's hot at noon?" Murong Fu said as he stuffed a small piece of broken silver over.

The waiter immediately said with a smile: "That's not true, it's just been like this in recent days."

Murong Fu nodded and waved his hand for the waiter to get out.

He didn't ask any more questions. After all, this was the sphere of influence of the Nujiao Gang, and most of the surrounding restaurants and inns had inextricable connections with them. It was a taboo in the world to make random inquiries on other people's territory.

If you ask too many questions, it is possible that people from the Nujiao Gang will gather around you before you finish your meal.

Of course, the premise is that this restaurant is secretly controlled by the Nujiao Gang and is one of their outer strongholds.

Whether it is or not, no one can say.

At noon, there were many customers in the restaurant, and most of the people who came to the second floor were relatively high-status people. After all, the consumption on the second floor was more expensive.

From time to time, eyes drifted towards Dongfang Wuxue. She was dressed like a good wife and mother, which attracted waves of low-pitched compliments.

These people's voices were not loud, but in front of them were great masters in the martial arts world, and they heard all the voices one by one.

"If you have such a wife, what more can a husband ask for?"

"The boy next to her is really lucky. Traveling to the lake with her beauty is an elegant thing for us."

Dongfang Muxue had a dark look on her face, but she couldn't say anything: "Brother Xing, did you expect that this kind of thing would happen? That's why you dressed me up like this. Is it completely in line with your men's aesthetics?"

The word "Xingdi" in the previous part uses internal force and dark energy. Although it is not very high, everyone in the building can hear it. Then the following sentence uses "transmitting sound into the secret", and there is no lag in the connection before and after, showing that

Developed a superb foundation in martial arts.

Of course, the display of this hand is also for the man in front of you to see, and other people cannot hear it at all.

But they heard the word "Xingdi".

Brother? All the guests in the building looked puzzled. Is there any woman who calls her husband like that?

It's a pity that he is still a big talker, and he can't tell the difference between a star and a brother.

Alas, it turns out that no matter how perfect a woman is, she has flaws.

Dongfang Muxue saw everyone shaking their heads and sighing, a little confused, but fortunately, the voices whispering about her disappeared, so it was considered that she had achieved her goal.

"These people from the Southern Song Dynasty heard that I was the sister of the man in front of me and knew that there was a misunderstanding. They immediately stopped talking. It is worthy of being a well-educated and literary country." Dongfang Muxue nodded with satisfaction.

"How can I predict what others will say? Besides, isn't it more pleasant to be praised than to be scolded?"

Murong Fu saw the confused look from the other party and quickly explained.

Don't leave the impression of being cunning and cunning in a woman's mind.

Dongfang Muxue thought about it, lowered her head and happily ate the local specialties.

"Dear friends, we are able to drink here today and enjoy the beautiful scenery outside the window. It is really thanks to the prosperity of our Song Dynasty that the country is safe and sound. Compared with the chaotic world across the river, I really feel sincerely happy."

On the other side were several students wearing Confucian robes, and their eloquent voices attracted Murong Fu's attention.

Is the country rich and powerful? Is everything safe?

Murong Fu remained silent.

However, it was really chaotic north of the Yangtze River. He saw very few players along the way. He thought he would go north to do missions to gain military merit, and went to PK with enthusiasm.

After all, the game requires passion. Some people have been busy playing for a long time and want to find someone weaker than themselves to bully them to prove their efforts.

"The Great Sui Dynasty is now attacking from all sides, attacking Dou Jiande in the east, Wagangzhai in the north, Du Fuwei in the west, and Li Zitong. The Great Sui Dynasty is about to be finished. What kind of national power can withstand such a torment?"

"I heard that the lower reaches of the Yangtze River are now blocked by the Xiaoguo Army, and we are urgent to attack Dufuwei. This way, we have the Yangtze River Fleet to rely on and have the upper hand. However, the situation in the other two ways is not optimistic, and we have suffered several defeats.

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Chapter completed!