In the early morning, the gate of Junshan City slowly opened, and the sound of squeaking came out far away.

The young gatekeeper yawned, heard the sound of horses' hooves, and felt a gust of wind blow by, and when the doorman looked up, he saw that two tall reddish-brown horses had already run out of the gate.

Just looking at the back, the two of them felt that they looked good.

"Which family's son-in-law took advantage of the good and quiet air in the early morning to go on a wild trip to the suburbs, I really don't understand these people who have nothing to do after eating, what is beautiful in the barren mountains and mountains, isn't it that there are many trees, grass, and stones!"

The young doorman yawned again, then rubbed his face to sober himself.

Zhao Yi on the horse, his handsome face was tight, the pair of peach blossom eyes under his eyebrows were in a daze, he didn't have any look, he didn't grasp the reins, but let the horses that sat down and galloped along the road.

Wu Jian, who was one horse behind Zhao Yi, was still expressionless, and in addition to constantly urging the horse to sit down, he also kept paying attention to his surroundings.

Zhao Yi left Junshan City this time and discussed it with the old King of Chu, on the grounds that he was going to Nanyang County to see a very important person.

After Zhao Yi woke up from a coma from a serious injury that day, he found a time when he and Du Huangting were alone together, and asked Du Huangting to help him find someone, he knew that Du Huangting was in control of the spy organization Wu Ying of the Chu Palace, and it was very easy for Du Huangting to find someone.

After listening to Zhao Yi's name and description of the person, Du Huangting had a hint of surprise on his face, but finally agreed to help Zhao Yi find it.

The person Zhao Yi was looking for, Du Huangting replied to him a few days ago, saying that the person was in Hukou Town, Qingshan County, Nanyang County.

Last night, Zhao Yi found the old King of Chu, he explained the reason to the old King of Chu, Zhao Yi originally prepared a belly of rhetoric, who knew that the old King of Chu agreed at once, just reminded him to rush back to Junshan City before the first day of the next month.

The old king of Chu also emphasized that if he felt that he could not come back, he would wait until the beginning of May before going, and the canonization ceremony and marriage must not be delayed.

Zhao Yi assured the old King of Chu that he would definitely rush back to Junshan City before the first day of the fifth month.

For the sake of safety, and also to go back quickly, Zhao Yi only brought Wu Jian alone, and the two of them set off early this morning.

From Junshan City to Nanyang County, if you are not delayed along the way, you can reach it in three days on horseback.

Last time, Zhao Yi followed Jinglan from north to south, but because he was in a hurry, he didn't pay much attention to the scenery along the way.

This time out of Junshan City to the north, Zhao Yi was also not interested in paying attention to the scenery on the side of the road, he just wanted to hurry to that place.

It only took half a day for Zhao Yi and Wu Jian to rush to the edge of the water.

At the crossing, fishermen and passing merchants come and go, and Wu Jian proposes to take a break here before hurrying on his way.

Zhao Yi thought about it and agreed, although he was anxious and didn't feel tired, but the horse couldn't withstand such a toss.

Just when Zhao Yi and Wu Ying tied up their horses and sat down in front of a noodle stall on the shore.

At the river crossing three miles upstream of the ferry, the fleets of two gangs suddenly met, one group of boats hung a flag that said Yuyang Gang, and the other group of boats hung a flag that said Qingshuiwu.

This section of the Fushui River was originally the territory of Qingshuiwu, and the fleet of the Yuyang Gang drove here, which was considered to have crossed the border.

Without saying a word, the leaders of the two fleets waved their flags and commanded the fleet.

On the wide Fushui River, twenty or thirty fast boats shuttled back and forth, and one after another crossbow arrows flew across the river and shot into the opponent's boats.

The ferrymen and fishermen at the downstream ferry, after hearing the shouts of killing, hurriedly rowed back the boats that had been rowed into the river, and the passing merchants and tourists at the ferry port were also immediately confused.

Zhao Yi and Wu Jian, who were eating noodles in front of the noodle stall, also heard the shouting and killing sound from the upstream, but they didn't move, and they still sat and ate noodles steadily.

After eating a bowl of noodles, there was no waste of soup in the bowl, Zhao Yi put down his chopsticks, reached out and wiped his mouth, and then asked the stall owner: "Uncle, what's the matter with this shouting of killing?"

The owner of the noodle stall was an old man with gray temples, probably accustomed to this kind of scene, and when he heard the shouts of killing, he did not panic like the others on the ferry.

The old man didn't even raise his head, and complained with a full voice: "Listening to this voice, it should be that the two groups of Yuyang Gang and Qingshuiwu are fighting again." ”

Zhao Yi asked again: "What are these Yuyang Gang and Qingshuiwu doing?

The old man glanced up at Zhao Yi, and a pair of somewhat cloudy eyes showed some surprise, "The two guest officers are not locals, right?"

Zhao Yi smiled and said, "Uncle, I came to Chudi from the north to study, and I just arrived here, so I don't know the situation here at all. ”

After the old man cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks on the other table, he took out a dry tobacco rod from his waist, loaded it with homemade tobacco, lit it on the stove, squinted his eyes and took two sips, and then walked to Zhao Yi's table and sat down, looked at the two of them, nodded and said: "It turned out to be two scholars who traveled to study, and the young people just want to go out and walk more, and they will not be able to do anything if they are bored in the house all day long and shake their heads and study." ”

Wu Jian said coldly: "He is not me." ”

Zhao Yi glanced at Wu Jian and smiled at the old man: "Don't be surprised, uncle, he is the entourage that my father found for me, and he usually doesn't like to talk, and he doesn't know any etiquette." ”

The old man looked at the witch sword twice, and finally just shook his head, and went to tap the dry smoke in his hand again.

Zhao Yi listened to the old man's words just now, not like the insight that a person who sells noodles at a stall can have, so he didn't open his mouth and quietly waited for the old man's next words.

After swallowing the clouds and spitting out the fog for a while, the old man squinted his eyes and said: "There are three gangs and three docks in this frustration and two murders, the three gangs are talking about three gangs, and the three docks are talking about three foreign family forces, and the two murderers refer to the two strongmen who haunt the frustration water. ”

"Is there any difference between them?" asked Zhao Yi.

The old man took a puff of dry smoke, and after exhaling the smoke, he said: "What can be the difference, they are all robbers who rob houses and houses, and they specialize in harming passing merchants. A year ago, I heard that a few masters came from Dayao Mountain, and they walked through the three gangs and three docks, and as a result, they all belonged to Dayao Mountain, so the people of our Nanjun County were even more miserable. ”

Zhao Yi was puzzled: "Uncle, why is this? Could it be that those teachers are also bad people?"

Although Wu Jian, who was sitting next to Zhao Yi, did not speak, he also seemed to be in his heart about what the old man said just now, Zhao Yi glared at him for this, but Wu Jian turned a blind eye.

After the old man finished smoking, he knocked the mouth of the cigarette stick on the foot of the stool, and then said with a sullen face: "Why? Do you think that those masters let them belong to them in vain, and they have to pay tribute to Dayao Mountain every year, where does the tribute come from? ”

When Zhao Yi was in the palace of Los Angeles, he had read some stories of swordsmen and swordsmen who were heroes and swordsmen, helping the poor and helping the poor, and also heard about some deeds of gods and gods on the mountains and demons and monsters from the mouths of the old people in the palace.

But that's all, if you want to talk about military affairs, he is very good at it, but the rivers and lakes that people often talk about in the world are very strange to Zhao Yi, and the ethereal mountain gods and demons and monsters are just heard, and I don't know how to do it.

An old man who sells a few bowls of noodles at a small stall at the ferry can actually say such a thing, Zhao Yi does not dare to lose his courtesy, let alone slack off.

When he was a child, he heard the old man of the palace say that there are many strange people in this river and lake, with ordinary appearances, but their abilities are terrifying.

Zhao Yi said to Wu Jian: "Check out!"

Who knew that Wu Jian threw back a sentence to him: "No money!"

Zhao Yi was stunned, looked at Wu Jian blankly, and finally the old man on the side reminded: "If it's inconvenient for the two of you, forget it, it's not easy to go out." ”

Zhao Yi reacted immediately and said busily: "No, uncle, it is natural to give money for eating noodles." ”

Zhao Yi took out a money bag from his body, took out a piece of broken silver from it and handed it to the old man, and then put the money bag into his arms and hid it alive.

After settling the account, Zhao Yi proposed to go to the place where there was a shout of killing, but was stopped by Wu Jian, Zhao Yi knew what Wu Jian didn't let him do, it was difficult for him to get his wish, so he had to dispel the idea.

On the wide river, three miles upstream of the ferry, the battle between the two sides continued.

Qingshuiwu is led by a man and a woman, the man is middle-aged, and the woman looks young.

The Yuyang Gang occupied a good surface position at the beginning, and immediately used fire attacks, destroying several boats on the side of Qingshuiwu.

Seeing that the situation was critical, a man and a woman on the main ship of Qingshui Dock began to get anxious.

The woman shouted first, "Second brother, what should we do?"

The middle-aged man knew that the survival of the fleet he brought out was at this moment, so he tried to calm himself down and think about how to deal with it.

After thinking for a moment, the middle-aged man said to the young woman beside him, "Shuilian, you come to command the fleet. ”

"Second brother, what about you?" the young woman shouted.

The middle-aged man had a hideous face and said fiercely: "Since you have reached this point, let's break the net with them." ”

Then the middle-aged man turned around and walked to the other end of the boat and gave orders to several dock soldiers.

After a while, there were many people on the side of Qingshuiwu biting short swords and quietly diving into the bottom of the river.

The young woman, having received instructions, instructed all the archers on the ship to fire arrows at each other, and the arrows were soaked in tung oil to make rockets.

For a time, rockets flew on the river, thick smoke filled the air, and the shouts of killing were endless.

The gang of the two sides who dived into the water started a fight in the water, and bright red blood flowers kept appearing on the surface of the river.

A team of boats in Qingshuiwu, under the leadership of a middle-aged man, sneaked into the boat of the Yuyang Gang from the bottom of the water, and the dock soldiers of this group of Qingshuiwu are all good at martial arts, and the middle-aged man is a good martial artist.

The Yuyang Gang was caught off guard and was destroyed by the dock soldiers of Qingshuiwu led by a middle-aged man.

At this time, the young woman took the opportunity to wave the command flag and command all the ships in Qingshuiwu to attack the ships of the Yuyang Gang.

In this battle, it took a meal and a cup of tea before the two sides decided the winner.

Under the leadership of the three masters, the Yuyang Gang fled the battlefield in disarray with the remnants of the ships, and Qingshuiwu paid a terrible price to win.

The surface of the river was littered with broken boats, overboarded objects, and corpses, which were carried down the river by the blood-stained water.

Zhao Yi hired a larger boat, carrying the two of them and two horses to row towards the other side of the river, and when he arrived at the river, Zhao Yi saw the broken boats, items, corpses, etc. floating downstream, his brows furrowed tightly, and his face became ugly.

In the end, Zhao Yi let out a long breath, looked at the meeting and said, "Wu Jian, is this the vendetta on the rivers and lakes like this?"

Wu Jian glanced at the river with disdain, and said, "Jianghu, a few hairy little gangs are a bullshit Jianghu!"

If it was before, Zhao Yi would definitely be unable to help but mock Wu Jian for a few words, it turned out that this stuffy gourd also had a foul mouth.

But today Zhao Yi is not in this mood, this young general who has experienced the duel of thousands of military formations on the battlefield, is not full of emotion because of a small-scale fight between the two small gangs in front of him, but after listening to the words of the old man who sells noodles, he saw the battlefield after this fight with his own eyes, which made Zhao Yi feel a little heavy.

I used to hear those seniors say that there was a river and lake outside the temple, and Zhao Yi had no concept of this at that time.

But after seeing it in person today, the young man suddenly thought in his heart that whether it was a small river lake or a big river lake, it was actually not outside the temple, but sat side by side with the temple.

This is what he felt as a prince of the Chu State, as the half master of the small temple in the Chu State.

Zhao Yi glanced at the witch sword, saw him holding the sword in his arms, standing straight at the bow of the boat, looking at the opposite bank, so he took a few steps closer to him, and then said to himself: "I used to hear the old man say that since ancient times, the prosperity of temples and rivers and lakes will decline, and the chaos of temples and rivers and lakes will prosper, it seems that there is still some truth, it seems that the old man's words still have to be listened to." ”

Wu Jian, who rarely answered Zhao Yi's words, actually followed Zhao Yi's words this time and spoke: "There is luck in the temples of the dynasty, and there is also luck in the secular rivers and lakes. ”

Zhao Yi turned his head to look at Wu Jian, slurped, and quipped: "Wu Jian, it turns out that you still know this!"

Wu Jian turned a deaf ear to Zhao Yi's jokes, and the expression on his face did not change.

Zhao Yi saw that Wu Jian didn't cooperate at all, not even the corners of his mouth turned up, and he immediately said deflated: "Wu Jian, can you tell me about this luck?"

This time, Wu Jian did not shirk or be silent, but there was a trace of vicissitudes in his cold voice: "The temples and rivers and lakes, the Shilin Immortal Sect, the nine streams and ten families, each with its own pursuit and purpose, Taoism Mu Xiuzhen, the mountain forest Immortal Sect Mu Changsheng, and the ten scholars are determined to be in the temple, in order to be famous for a hundred generations, and the purpose will last forever." But in the end, it's just a fight for that ethereal luck. ”

Zhao Yi didn't understand Wu Jian's words, sighed, and said: "I heard an old man say a sentence before, I think this sentence is more reasonable, he said that the rise and fall of the world is the responsibility of the husband." ”

Wu Jian finally raised the corners of his mouth slightly, snorted in his nose, glanced at Zhao Yi interestingly, and said, "There are so many old people in your family." ”

It's a pity that Zhao Yi has been staring at the river, and he didn't see Wu Jian's expression just now.

Zhao Yi was amused by Wu Jian's words, this laugh came out, and the boredom in his heart was also dissipated a lot, and he suddenly laughed and said: "My family is big, what old lady, old gentleman, old housekeeper, old servant, old gardener, old cook, ......"

Zhao Yi was still following the character with the word "old", and Wu Ying interrupted him coldly: "Knowing that you are noble, don't show off." ”

Although Zhao Yi's words were interrupted by Wu Jian, his interest was still there, he turned his head and looked at Wu Jian with burning eyes, pretending to be serious, and said, "Wu Jian, let me ask you again, are you really not a woman?"

Wu Jian threw a disgusted look, then turned around and turned his back to Zhao Yi.

Zhao Yi suddenly pointed to the back of the witch sword and laughed.

When he arrived on the other side, Wu Jian jumped off the boat first, and then stood on the shore and looked around, Zhao Yi glanced helplessly, and muttered in a low voice: "I really don't know who is the prince and who is the guard." ”

Zhao Yi grumbled as he took the reins from the boat owner, and then took out the money bag from his arms and gave the rest of the boat fare to the boat owner.

After hearing Zhao Yi's whining words, the witch sword with his back to Zhao Yi turned up, and a pair of beautiful eyes narrowed into two crescent moons.