When Ah Xiu and the others got up on the second day, it was already quiet in the post station. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

After talking to the five men last night, they walked out in the snow overnight. Zhou Mi's men and horses also went to the capital early in the morning.

Pian Pian went to the post house kitchen early in the morning to cook hot soup and prepare breakfast, and the four of them used it up leisurely, got into the carriage and headed south.

After the snow, the road is slippery, the carriage moves slowly, until out of Xuchang, the horse can run a few steps on the official road, and when it arrives in Bozhou, it is ten days later.

Further back, after Suzhou Lingbi, it is the territory of Yueguo.

Ah Xiu divined himself all the way, and the stars and clouds were also calculating day and night in his heart, all of them were a game of nine deaths and a lifetime, but there was a sign that he could get what he was looking for, so he just made up his mind to go to Jinzhou.

Even if it is nine deaths, you have to find the answer you want.

After Bozhou, although the weather is still cold, it is much better than the piercing cold wind in the north.

The four of them were all martial arts people, and it was a cold day, so they abandoned the carriage and rode lightly.

Just after a long day out of Bozhou, Ah Xiu's heart suddenly moved, and asked Ling'er and the others to wait for her in the next town first, and she rode her horse south alone.

After half a cup of tea, a gentle and waveless river appeared in sight, which was the vortex river flowing through Bozhou City.

The riverbank is quite barren, the coarse soil is gravel, and the grass and trees are withered, leaving only the traces of the summer flood overflowing the embankment, and the occasional clump of wild artemisia is reflected in the grayish river, adding to the bleakness and loneliness.

It was by such a river that a small boat with a mast and a double canopy, automatically without wind, slowly came upstream along the downstream.

There are people on board, but they are not oarsmen! The man sat cross-legged in the bow of the boat, wearing a hat and a gray coat, and held a fishing rod under it, which seemed to be hooked with a weight, and the rod and the fishing wire were stretched in a large arc and very tight.

But all this, if in the eyes of others, is like a ghost, weird!

Not to mention that the boat is automatic when there is no wind, and on the way to the boat, can you still catch big fish? It's even weirder!

Ah Xiu naturally didn't realize it, she exhaled lightly, as if confirming her guess, galloped straight to the riverbank, and waited until the horse's four hooves landed, and fell into one hoof pit after another in the gradually softening mud and sand, Fang stopped, and shouted to the people on the boat: "But Yan senior? ”

The sect master of Xiaoyao Sect, surnamed Yan, unknown, is known as Yan Sect Master.

The people on the boat did not answer, and a voice that seemed to be laughing but not laughing came and said dry:

"A thousand sails are rippling, and ten thousand seas are angry,

Looking for this for many years, the rivers and mountains are all the way.

Seeing all the red faces and old faces, listening to the dry bones and laughing,

Drunk and forgetful, free or not? ”

This poem is half chanted and half sung, with the sound of the dry vicissitudes of life, floating on the surface of the river, the slowly flowing river, heavy and long, reminding people that it was like this thousands of years ago, and thousands of years later, Xu is still like this, eternal, like a forgotten river.

Ah Xiu's chest swelled up with emotions that he couldn't explain, half melancholy and half excited, he calmed down, and Fang arched his hands and hugged his fists and said: "Seniors are so free!" ”

The boat stopped, swaying the hull, the people on the boat stood up, and then swayed, their posture swayed, and they didn't know how to move, just like willow leaves, fluttering, falling to the shore, standing in front of Ah Xiu.

Ah Xiu turned over and dismounted, and saluted again: "Ah Xiu has seen Senior Yan. ”

She couldn't help but look up at the person, this person's face was black and red rough, wrinkled and ravines, at first glance, it was an ordinary old fisherman's appearance, experienced wind and sun, and described the vicissitudes of life.

But if you look closely, those eyes can shine like jewels, bright as stars, and people dare not force them to look.

"Why don't you see the girl for what she really is?" Sect Yan's voice is like his own person, with thousands of vicissitudes, and there is no trace of care.

Ah Xiu was still in a trance in the poem he just wrote, and then said: "What about the red face, what is the true face of a hundred years of dry bones?" ”

Sect Master Yan stroked his palms and laughed: "Exactly, exactly!" I think when I saw your true face back then, how could I see that your little girl is the body of Tianzong, and how can I see that Liu Xiangguo is the son of the ghost king! ”

"Son of the Ghost King?" Ah Xiu was shocked, she only said that the Liu family was really an orphan of the previous dynasty, otherwise why would she be so persistent in this world? It took decades and hundreds of years to plot it.

Sect Master Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, and the essence in his eyes turned into a sharp blade, and he nodded slightly.

"Seniors went to Dongying for this retreat?" Ah Xiu's heart moved and asked.

Sect Master Yan was slightly stunned, and then looked at Ah Xiu solemnly and said, "Sure enough, it is the strength of the Heavenly Sect and the Yin Yang Sect, so smart. ”

Ah Xiu explained seriously: "It's not difficult to guess, the predecessor mentioned at the beginning of the poem just now, thousands of sails, thousands of seas, I think I have taken a lot of waterways. And Ah Xiu happened to know that there was an inextricable connection between Liu Xiang and the Japanese slave thieves, so he thought about it. ”

Sect Master Yan laughed, and a look of comfort shot out of his eyes: "It seems that I won't come back for a trip in vain this time." Qianqiu has your help, and Liu Xiang is afraid that he can't do what he wants. Girl, please talk on board. ”

Ah Xiu followed Sect Master Yan and jumped into the boat, the front of the canopy was decorated with a straw curtain, glowing with scales like water waves, Ah Xiu couldn't help but take a look, and immediately opened his eyes, in the grass curtain, there were silver threads, no wonder they could shine.

Entering the cabin, it is even more unique.

The small cabin is different from the ordinary monotony of the appearance, but it is exquisite and elegant, and it is full of organs.

A small plum blossom case, the tea stove under the tea set, from the tea cup to the tea tongs. Opposite the tea case is a scroll of scriptures, with pen, ink, paper and inkstone next to it.

There are also partitions similar to Duobao lattices on both sides of the bulkhead, and in the lattice above the bookcase, the jade bottles of the scrolls are staggered and placed.

Under the bookcase, there are food boxes, tea cans and other things, as well as a gilded copper-topped Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea Handle incense burner, which is very exquisite, and even the feathers of the golden hairpin and magpie feathers on He Xiangu's head are distinct.

If you look closely, you can see that these objects are firmly tied in the lattice by a thin line like fishing wire, and you can imagine that when the boat encounters a big wave, it will not fall down.

The bilge was covered with a thick felt blanket, a tarp underneath, and a futon on top.

Ah Xiu sat down on the futon and sighed in his heart, what a clever arrangement!

There is a faint green smoke floating in the incense burner, and when it rises an inch, it dissolves into the air, leaving only the fragrance lingering, only coming from the end of the nose.

The fragrance is very light, leaving only a trace of aftertaste, just a trace of light water-like fragrance, from the nose into the nose, up the brain, down to the chest, the instant breath is a little fresher, like the tip of the nose is full, no longer the reckless breath of the river, but the empty mountain new rain, the mountains and rivers after the early sunshine of the snow.

After taking a few breaths, the brain became clearer than ever, and the meridians and blood of the whole body were cleansed, and the turbidity was completely removed.

"What kind of incense is this?" Even if he used to be in the palace, he used all the good incense, Ah Xiu had never seen such a magical incense, light and not lacking, fragrant but not turbid, not floral and fruity, nor medicinal incense, such as Zhong Lingyuxiu's breath, smelling it forgetful.

Sect Master Yan sat down calmly opposite her, and said, "Speaking of which, it's time for the thing to be returned to its original owner." ”