The rolling mountains of Sichuan and Shu, at the foot of Wuxia Mountain, are sparsely populated, overgrown with wild grass, there is no such prosperity as the real tourist holy land, there are no tourists everywhere, the sky is blue, the water is green, there are no wires, network cables, no electric lights, street lights.

This is the Sichuan Shu Wu Gorge, but it is not the reality of the Wu Gorge, to be exact, it is a parallel world in 1662, people with a bad history may not know what era and what year.

This year is the second year of Kangxi, the grandfather of Qianlong, the famous "Ten Perfect Emperors" in the future, created the so-called "Kangqian Prosperous Era" Kangxi Emperor, only 8 years old this year, just became the emperor for more than a year, the court of the Qing Dynasty is the right ministers to worship the way, the little emperor Kangxi has not yet shown his fangs, hiding in the backyard of the palace grandmother Xiaozhuang Empress Dowager in the arms of the trembling.

Of course, this is all off topic for the time being.

Wang Xiuxing walked on this mountain path, with no long things, empty hands, wearing modern clothes in the eyes of others, although the mountains and forests were steep, but for him it was like walking on the ground.

In front of him, an old man in his 50s with gray hair, half of his head was clean-shaven, the melon skin was general, and a pigtail braid common in Qing palace dramas was tied behind his head.

This old man's surname is Liu, he is a nearby mountain dweller, and he went up the mountain to collect medicine, and happened to meet Wang Xiu, who had just crossed over.

Wang Xiu used a little spiritual trick similar to hypnosis, claiming that he was living in seclusion in the ancient temple in the mountains during the troubled times a few decades ago, and in recent years, the elders of the family sent him out to have a look.

Therefore, this old man Liu did not have much vigilance against him, and he was tricked out of time and time by Wang Xiu along the way.

“…… Little Master, therefore, it is now the world of the Great Qing Kingdom, and the former Ming Dynasty is no longer there, after the little master goes down the mountain, don't say the wrong thing. ”

"Thank you for the reminder, it's just that I'm not a monk and I'm not a monk. ”

When Old Man Liu heard this, his neck stiffened: "What? Not a monk? Then why is your hair so short? Don't you know that people's hair and skin are affected by their parents......

"Didn't the old man's hair on the top of his head be shaved with half of the melon skin?"

"This ...... Ay...... Why did the old man want to shave off half of the melon skin, but the Qing Dynasty had an order to keep his head without hair, and without his hair, the old man still wanted to live. Old man Liu sighed.

"Keep your head without hair, keep your hair without your head...... Hehe, this Great Qing Kingdom is really domineering. Wang Xiu sneered.

"Shhhh......h Young man, don't say this again after you get out of the mountain, let the official or the banner man hear it, and you will lose your head. ”

"Don't worry, Wang's martial arts are some, those banner men dare to bully, come one to kill one, come two to kill a pair, but I'm not afraid. ”

"You, you...... ......How can you talk and not listen? The old man doesn't care about you, he saw that there was no trail ahead and went out of the mountain, listened to the old man's persuasion, and after going down the mountain, he claimed to be a wandering monk from the mountain, your short hair happened to be a witness, I believe that those officials and flag men will not care. But I can't say that kind of thing anymore. ”

Wang Xiu didn't speak, just bowed slightly to Old Man Liu, bowed, thanked him for leading the way, and turned around to go down the mountain.

"Time and age, the second year of Kangxi, 1662, the Qing Dynasty, the little emperor Kangxi only succeeded to the throne for more than a year, should not be pro-government, the minister Aobai is not dead, ready to say that the little emperor Kangxi was 14 years old, Kangxi eight years, when Aobai entered the palace, he was solved, and then opened the prelude to the so-called Kangqian prosperous era. ”

"So what kind of world is this world?

Wang Xiu walked in the mountains and forests, thinking.

"Before I crossed over, there were three settings for the world beads, one is the Chinese cultural and historical background, the second is the low demon world, and the third is the era of peace. ”

"I didn't expect to travel to the second year of Kangxi during the Qing Dynasty, this era, as far as I know, there are only these two worlds. ”

"But it seems that the conditions are not right, the world of Lu Ding Ji can only be regarded as a low-martial era, and low-martial arts and low-demon are two different things. ”

"And the Shushan World, no matter how you say it, it can't be the Low Demon World, Sanying and Eryun, Ziqing Twin Swords, Blood Demon Deng Yin, and Changmei Zhenren...... One is more perverted than the other. ”

"It shouldn't be Shushan, it should be Luding Ji. ”

"It's the words of Lu Ding Ji...... Wei Xiaobao has to die!"

Without him, the Ao Visiting Society would have killed the little emperor Kangxi in the rebellion and rebelled, which would very likely interrupt the remaining poison of the Qing Dynasty for the next two hundred years. ”

"Where is Wei Xiaobao from, I remember it seems to be in Yangzhou. ”

"However, it seems a bit too much to kill him, well, buy his mother Wei Chunhua with him, take him as a subordinate, and don't let Wei Xiaobao interfere with the development of the plot after six years. ”

"There is also a collection of the internal strength of this world, to see if it can be blended and complemented with the internal fist of the national arts, and go further. ”

Wang Xiu thought very well, but soon met a father and daughter and met a friend, only to know that things were not so simple.

Let's say that Wang Xiu went out of the mountain, and the bottom of the mountain is the Wuxia Yangtze River, all the way down the river, and he came across a boat in the river and there was a small boat, and the boatman supported the boat to go downstream.

There were people on the boat, and suddenly a long sigh came loudly:

"That country looks back at the moonlight, such a country, when will I be able to return to my old things!"

"The old man's breath is so deep, but it is too sad, and he seems to be sad. ”

When Wang Xiu saw a boat, his heart moved. "This is the Yangtze River, just going down the river to Yangzhou. ”

So standing in the gentle water area by the river, Dantian breathed a breath and said loudly: "The master on the boat, can you take me for a ride, the boat money is easy to say." ”

There were two other passengers on the boat, a father and daughter, the father was an old man of half a hundred, with white hair and wrinkled face, but a pair of eyes were full of vision, he was draped with a shoulder of luggage, and there was a bag under his feet, which seemed to have heavy iron weapons in it.

At this time, he heard the voice of the person on the shore, and said softly: "This person has a deep breath, and he is a practitioner." ”

Next to him is his daughter, twelve or thirteen years old, with a beautiful face and a somewhat innocent look, but the strange thing is that there is a red mole in the center of the eyebrows that seems to be born, which is slightly evil.

"Daddy is sad again, everything in the world has its own predetermined, and it is useless to be sad in vain, and please take care of your health. ”

The old man nodded, no longer sad.

The man who was in charge of the boat said at this time: "Old man, the guests on the shore want to take a ride, you see?"

The old man said: "Okay, it's not easy for you to make a living by boat, and you can earn an extra share of the boat money, so bring it." ”

The boatman thanked him and carried the boat over.

Before reaching the shore, the boatman frowned a little, because the shore was a little steep, and the boat could not fully dock, and the boatman was thinking about whether to refuse.