Shangyuan has not yet arrived to celebrate the New Year, many drooping children on the streets of Xiongzhou are running in the snow with red color palace lanterns in their hands, even if the sky is dark, they do not cry when they step on the air and fall, get up and wipe the snow on their bodies and continue to run and frolic, with a smile on their faces.

Several people in the broken temple looked at each other when they heard this, Liu Yuanshan was naturally the first to do nothing, and glared: "Eat Lao Tzu and drink Lao Tzu, and in the end you will beat Lao Tzu......?"

Before Liu Yuanshan finished speaking, the old monk was pleasantly surprised: "Good boy, grandpa didn't misunderstand you, if you don't have this arrogance, grandpa will temper you in vain." ”

After that, the old monk pushed the letter in front of the Mai boy and continued: "Can you snatch Tian Yatou to see your ability, this letter has the answer you want, you can do it after you arrive in Qiongzhou?"

"Seniors rest assured. Han Yuanhu put the letter in his arms, suddenly stood up after a little thought, clenched his hands into fists and bowed to the ground, and said: "Thank you seniors for these days." ”

Since he was not begging at the age of fourteen, Han Yuanhu has never said the word thank you, according to his own words, he has finished saying all the words of thanks in this life before, and a thank you in exchange for a cold eye, he can't remember how many words of thanks he said in those five years, just like he can't remember how many cold eyes he has received in those years, and now this thank you is indescribably sincere.

The old monk had a strange temper, and glared: "Vulgar etiquette, grandpa uses you to thank you?"

The old monk can raise his temper to anyone, but he has no temper with the clever girl Tian Baiyi, and asked kindly: "Tian girl, do you understand these days?"

Tian Baiyi, who was dressed in a green shirt, thought thoughtfully, "It seems to understand something." ”

"Martial arts this thing does not seek to be similar but to seek to be like a god, if it is both form and spirit, then it is precious, after you arrived in Qiongzhou, you came into contact with the monk I am different, so I can't teach you, but you remember the artistic conception for you in the future, it is very beneficial. The old monk twisted his beard and said, and the monk chuckled, "Girl, call the master again." ”

Tian Baiyi got up, gave a woman's blessing gift, and shouted calmly: "Master." ”

The old monk laughed and replied again and again, took out a light cyan silk shawl from under the table, handed it to Tian Baiyi, and said with a smile: "Since I am called a master, I can't be too shabby, you shouldn't need it now, and someone should know it when you arrive in Qiongzhou." ”

The shawl is a woman's accessories, mostly made of cloth and silk, the woman wraps it around her arms or waist, when she dances, it seems that the Nine Heavens Xuannu is extraordinary, the ordinary shawl is divided into two kinds, the short and wide one is often draped on the shoulders, the long and wide one is the shawl, usually the woman is married with a shawl, and the unmarried is wearing a shawl.

Usually one zhang long and one foot wide, and the monk in his hand is one and a half zhang long, less than half a foot wide, the whole body is woven with light cyan cold silk, the silk is transparent and can see through the silk to view the words, there is a faint silver line on the silk to draw the cloud map, there are faint stars and waning moon in the clouds, the extreme beauty is not like a mortal, the silk is faintly flooded with cold brilliance, the three men in the temple are all stunned, only Tian Baiyi looks at the shawl full of embarrassment.

"Take it, the girl has talent, it's better to stir up dust in your hands than to stir up dust in my broken temple. After that, the old monk threw out the shawl, and the shawl stretched out in mid-air, wrapped around Tian Baiyi's arms, Ling Sitong faintly bloomed brightly, and the monk smiled even more when he saw this: "This dead thing is also happy." ”

Tian Baiyi, who was originally dressed in a cyan winter shirt, said that his body was a little bloated, but it did not hinder the woman's appearance like a fairy, cold and not like a mortal, and now his arms are wrapped around this silk shawl, which is more supportive of the woman's dusty spirit, and a little cloud rises from the shawl.

The appearance of the woman in the green shirt seemed to be about to soar into the world, and the three teenagers were stunned, and they couldn't come back to their senses for a long time, and the old monk saw that the three of them were obsessed with the appearance and secretly scolded something that didn't make a living, coughed to wake up the three of them, and said to Chen Changge: "Disciple, you can be regarded as having a fate with that person even if you use this gun, and after sending the girl back, you will go to the coast and go to the top of the Buddha in Longyan Temple to burn incense for that person." ”

The drunken monk Jirong's tone was rare and light, "Go to the temple to find the Huineng monk, he will understand when he sees this gun, if I don't go to the Longyan Temple to find me, this world will not break in, and the head will be broken and the blood will flow all over the body to be sensible." ”

Chen Changge replied in a daze, his mind was still the woman's appearance and the colder Tinghan gun, and his thoughts flew away and he didn't know what he was thinking.

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There was fog on the road at dawn the next day, several figures came out of the broken temple, rode towards the city gate, and under the locust tree hundreds of steps outside the broken temple, two figures stood faintly, and also went towards the city gate.

Outside the gate of Xiongzhou City, the three of them jumped out of Xiongzhou, led by a young man in white clothes carrying a sixteen-foot long sandalwood box, followed by a man and a woman, the man was dressed in black and hung a red dagger around his waist, and the woman was wearing a green shirt with a light cyan silk shawl on her arms, Chen Changge slowly reined in his horse and looked back at the towering city wall of Xiongzhou, and the light and shadow in his eyes flowed.

At tea time, a young man in linen with a knife walked out of the city gate slowly, several people stood opposite each other, three people stood on the horse, and one person stepped down, Chen Changge asked indifferently: "Don't ride a horse?"

"Nope. The Mai boy didn't say much, with a cold smile on his face, and continued: "At this point, we will part ways, and then don't blame me for not showing mercy to my subordinates." ”

"Here it is. Chen Changge smiled indifferently, looked at the rising golden sun in the distance, turned the horse's head and rode away, Tian Baiyi and Liu Yuanshan followed closely behind, and the three of them walked farther and farther away, and the sound of the horse's hooves faintly heard the shouts of the young man in white, "Follow close." ”

The Mai boy looked at the back of a few people and smiled evilly, his body on tiptoe rose up, and his speed was extremely fast.

After a few people walked out of hundreds of steps, the two people in the city gate rode out, looking at the strange few people, and the one-eared young man led by him wondered: "I'm afraid it's not a fool, right?"

As soon as the words fell, the two followed the traces far away.

After hundreds of steps, a sloppy monk walked out of the city gate with his hands in his hands, shook his head and chuckled at the two groups of people and horses chasing him.

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There is a river in the southwest direction of Xiongzhou, the name is Yushui River, the waves are wide and the water surface is hundreds of zhang, the water source is extremely wide since the beginning of the big gold to flow through the Qianyuan Dynasty into the north, and finally rush into the sea, it can be said that a river crosses three countries, the river water is black, it is rumored that thousands of years ago there were black and white dragons in the river, the white dragon did evil to harm the people on both sides of the strait, and then a black dragon and the white dragon died together, so the people of Xiongzhou also called this place Heilongjiang.

Starting from Xiongzhou, go upstream, go through several tributaries for four days, you can go to Tongjin County, Anzhou, Xiongzhou Dufang Matou, ushered in three young people from the rivers and lakes who came on horseback, among them, the woman is like a fairy who looks stupid at the boss of the boat, the three of them chose a merchant ship of the right size, prepared some dry food for the road, but did not get on the boat.

The boat boss surnamed Wang is a middle-aged man, doing some ferry business on this river, not much money but his eyesight is not low, seeing the dagger on the waist of the man in black, he knows that it is not easy to provoke, and asked weakly: "Guest officer, the wind direction is right at this time, and you can hurry up." ”

"Wait a minute. The man in white warmly bowed his hand, looked at the direction of the official road and shouted: "After you get on the boat, you won't be able to chase after you." ”

Boss Wang didn't know who the man was talking to, and he didn't dare to answer, so he had to wait patiently, and no one answered for a while, and the man in black with a dagger on his waist echoed: "If we don't come again, we'll leave." ”

After a few breaths, a young man in sackcloth with a knife jumped down from a tree in the distance, and got on the boat in front of a few people, this person looked worse than the two of them, and a few people waiting on the shore laughed and boarded the boat, and Boss Wang didn't dare to speak, pulled up the ship's slender and raised the mast, and carried these strange people out of the dock.

On weekdays, the sparsely populated ferry port ushered in two groups of unrecognizable guests, and this second group looked more vicious than the previous one, and one person didn't even have ears.

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This Yushui River spans the three countries, and each of the tributaries of the river has its own name, such as the Pangu to the east and the difficult water to the south, which are turbulent and tight, fortunately, there is no reef in the river, otherwise this road is not easy to walk, the merchant ship walked a noon before it was considered to go up the Yushui River, and approached the most turbulent and turbulent difficult water river in this river.

Difficult water and difficult water, if it is ordinary and stable Jiangkou, wouldn't it be sorry for this head, the merchant ship with six people rocking the oar is extremely turbulent here, but the guest officers on the ship are extremely comfortable, looking at the turbulent Nanshui River drinking and having fun, and the man in Mai who got on the boat looked cold but seemed to have a good relationship with a few people, laughing and scolding together.

Liu Yuanshan looked at the turbulent Nanshui River, and said happily: "Fortunately, the river is opened, and there is no need to ride a horse all day long. ”

As long as Arita Baiyi is present, Han Yuanhu and Liu Yuanshan will be-for-tat, and the Mai boy raised his eyebrows and scolded: "Fart, Lao Tzu didn't complain like you all the way, you girl is lazy." ”

Chen Changge looked at the turbulent river and didn't want to speak, looked at the surging waves in the river, and looked at the blazing light sprinkled by the golden sun in the air, he was speechless, got up alone and looked at the waves on the river, and smiled slightly.

Watching the waves rise, the waves fall, shatter and aggregate, aggregate and shatter, a wonderful feeling rises in his heart, no matter the river rolls up and hits his body, he does not dodge, standing for a long time, Chen Changge's forehead is shining with golden light, the wine gourd in his hand is suddenly raised, he drank a big sip of spirits, and shouted loudly:

"Sit alone on the difficult river, and salute the lord of the river. ”

The man in white, just a word, the waves in the river are even more turbulent, the six-person merchant ship is up and down, the man is one sentence after another, and the waves cover one layer after another.

"A call for the river is glorious, after all, it flows eastward. ”

"If you call the river again, you can't afford to be alone in the water. ”

"Three calls are difficult for the prince of the water dragon, go west to Kunlun and stand in the pillar of heaven. ”

"Looking down at the river and the sea, I refused to come east to sing a song. ”

"I have a toast, and I can only drink it alone. ”

After the end of the poem, I saw that the turbulent difficult water river was full of monstrous waves, faintly jumped out of the river more than ten water columns, the water column rose to the sky, directly the white clouds in the sky, the original clear sky was cloudy, all the sky thunder waves, the fishy smell of the river water was swept up, splashed all over the boat.

On the river, a small boat was crumbling, the forehead of the man in white at the bow of the boat was surging with golden light, the wine gourd in his hand was held high, and his body was not shaking, so he stood on the bow of the boat, wanting to speak.