The blind man rode to a stone bridge, then crossed the official road, walked along the river bank for dozens of steps, and when the horse did not move forward, the people who followed him saw a gray-brown wild goose lying in the withered yellow grass.

Everyone complimented the blind man and dismounted with a smile. You Ping limped to the front, dragged his legs and lifted the geese, and excitedly turned around and shouted: "It's fat! It's bigger than a wild duck!" and then he said, "Without a blade, you can't slaughter it." ”

At this time, the Taoist priests, monks, blind men, piano masters, and formation masters were all dumbfounded, and the seven ghosts of Yuezhou were famous, and none of them made a sword.

"Are you running like this? It's so unprofessional!" Bu An shook his head helplessly, and then untied a dagger from his waist like a trick, and threw it to Deng Xiaoxian with the sheath together.

The flower priest pouted and said, "You won't make this, just to slaughter wild ducks?"

Bu'an has been strong recently, and it is naturally useful to bring a close-quarters blade, but he can't say it directly, so he glanced at the Taoist priest: "Haven't you heard that the gentleman hides his weapon in his body and moves when the time comes?"

Deng Xiaoxian was choked speechless, and the blind man, Luo Qingting and You Ping nodded frequently, saying that the scholar really thinks long-term.

Qingshan said with a smile: "This instrument is not the other device, Bu Ye interprets the Book of Changes crookedly, be careful that there is a heroic spirit three feet above his head." ”

Why did you forget that there is still a Confucian cultivator who is not in the academy here! Bu An laughed to cover up the past. Su Su glanced at Qingshan angrily, thinking that she was really troublesome.

Soon after, a fire rose on the riverbank, and the slaughtered geese were roasted on the fire.

Except for the monk Huiyuan, who insisted on being a vegetarian, sitting a little away, out of sight and out of mind, everyone in the Seven Divisions sat around the fire, and the sound of swallowing saliva could be heard from time to time.

The wind blew from the harvest fields, rustling the ginkgo trees along the riverbank, and the golden leaves fell on the autumn river reflecting the blue sky, and on the shoulders of these gluttons.

At this time, a woman's voice suddenly came: "Senior sister, look! someone roasted the wild goose you shot down and ate it!"

The people of the Seven Divisions turned their heads to look, and saw that in the direction of the official road, there were two men and two women, and four young people dressed in Confucian costumes were walking along the river bank towards this side.

The woman who walked in front was sixteen or seventeen years old, her face was grinning, her eyes turned from the stripped wild goose to the people of the Seven Divisions, and when she saw the longbow placed behind her, she smiled even more happily, and shouted gloatingly: "Senior Sister Song! That person is also a bower, now I can't tell!"

Bu An saw clearly that among the three people behind her, there was a woman in her twenties who was also carrying a longbow, and only then did she know that she was most mistaken, she didn't hand in good luck, and this wild goose was simply shot down by someone else.

He is self-aware, but everyone in the Seven Divisions is not convinced, especially Su Su. "Why can't you tell clearly?!This wild duck was shot down by the child!" The little girl crossed her waist with an angry face, and she didn't know if it was for the sake of her son's face, or because she was so hungry that she panicked, she was reluctant to let go of the "wild duck" that was almost cooked.

The girl dressed as a Confucian was stared at by Su Su, but she was not angry at all, and said with a smile: "You said that your son-in-law shot it, and I said that it was my senior sister who shot it, and no one can come up with evidence, isn't it unclear?"

Deng Xiaoxian wiped his saliva and stood up, beckoned: "How can you not tell clearly, come on, come, I'll talk to you about ......"

"Who wants to tell you?" The girl probably saw him smiling wickedly, avoided his eyes, pointed to Bu'an and said: "You and my senior sister are comparative, whoever has good archery skills, this wild goose will belong to whom, okay?"

It's better to just give you a shot than a test shot! Bu An clapped his hands and got up and said, "Even if it's your senior sister who shoots." ”

"Senior Sister Kong...... Since it is not clear, it should be on a first-come, first-served basis, and there is no reason to test the shooting art for a goose. The female Confucian with the bow on her back walked behind the girl, and smiled slightly at the people of the Seven Divisions: "I'm sorry to disturb you Yaxing." ”

This pair of senior sisters, one is eccentric, the other is graceful, with very different personalities but both have outstanding appearances, Deng Xiaoxian couldn't help but be lively, and he forced a righteous gentleman-like look, waved his hand and said: "Meeting is fate, since you can't tell who shot it down, let's divide it and eat it!"

The girl surnamed Kong was also really hungry, so she said "oh" happily, walked over with a smile, and rolled her eyes around a lot before sitting down next to Qingshan.

Her Senior Sister Song turned her head to look at the other two companions, and the three of them all smiled helplessly, and finally came over and sat down together. These four people were not gorgeously dressed but very elegant, cleaned up cleanly, and looked out of place when sitting among the people of the Seven Divisions. Interestingly, the four of them happened to be next to Qingshan, and it seemed that Qingshan was in a wave with them.

The eccentric girl made room for her classmates, so she introduced herself: her own surname is Kong Mingling, her senior sister's surname is Song Mingqiu, and the two senior brothers Jiang Chuyun and Jiang Chuyun are brothers.

The surname Kong is a Confucian student, most of them are from Qufu Academy in Luzhong, but she doesn't know what to say, and everyone in the Seven Divisions is also pretending to be confused.

The two Jiang brothers were quite handsome, each carrying a qin and a zither behind them, and seemed to be a little introverted, and they never spoke from beginning to end, only occasionally glancing at Qingshan and the guqin beside her.

When he heard that these people from the rivers and lakes in front of him were from the ghost hunting yamen in Yuezhou City, Kong Ling suddenly became interested, and pulled Qingshan to ask long and short questions, and Qingshan answered without a word. On the other side, Deng Xiaoxian smiled and talked to Song Manqiu, but Song Manqiu also answered casually.

It can be seen that in addition to Kong Ling, the other three people do not want to mix with these Jianghu people, and Luo Qingting, Zhang Blind and You Ping also seem a little restrained after guessing the origin of these people.

Seeing that the atmosphere was awkward, Bu An looked at the field in the distance, and after a while, he suddenly beckoned to Qingshan: "Come on...... Let's go there for a walk. ”

Kong Ling suddenly grabbed Qingshan and didn't let go: "No, no, no, you have to go and walk by yourself, we girls have to whisper." ”

What's the use of you saying no? Bu'an shrugged his shoulders and said in his heart, it's not up to you to decide here.

Sure enough, Qingshan gently pushed her away, looked at Bu An meaningfully, and said with a slight smile: "If I don't go, I will be punished by Bu Ye." ”

Hearing this, the two Jiang brothers glanced at Bu An at the same time, with a hint of uncertainty in their doubts.

"Then I'll go and walk with Bu Ye too......" Deng Xiaoxian watched Bu An and Qing Shan walk towards Tian Ridge, stood up with a smile, and was glared back by Bu An before pouting and sitting back in place.

At this time, even Su Su didn't dare to follow. She knew that Childe had to have a separate tryst with Qingshan every once in a while, and she was not allowed to join in the fun.

"This old woman is twenty years old, and I don't know what Childe likes about her. She pouted and sulked.