The night is a little dark, where will those swans that they see in the afternoon spend? Their so-called paradise must have been built on the moonlit water's edge. Ye Wuxian thought with a little sadness.

Not far away, the sparkling waves slipped into the eyes of the night innocent, his eyelashes flashed, and he fixed his eyes on the front, a flat boat sailing on the water, swinging fan-shaped ripples. The rowing fisherman was an old man with snow-white hair, a simple face, and a day of fatigue, struggling to prop on the bamboo pole and row the boat little by little into a field of reeds. Tying up the boat, the old man wiped the sweat from his face, cleaned up, and lit the oil lamp in the canopy. He looked at the lights scattered on the ground like stars on the other side of the river, and sighed, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to have increased in an instant. His life was too hard, he got up early and worked greedily at night, tired and half dead, but the money he earned was only enough to make ends meet. The money he worked so hard to earn was exploited by the aristocracy. And those aristocrats, who don't do any work, can still spend all day drinking. The wife died early, and the son also died on the battlefield for those nobles, what did he get in exchange? But he can't blame others for all this, and the law of this world is the law of the jungle. Only the strong will live better, and in order to survive, the weak have to swallow their anger when they are bullied. Hey, who makes themselves incompetent?

He let out another long sigh, shook his head, and turned into the canopy.

............

Ahead, the reeds were heavy, and in the depths of the reeds, where the moonlight could hardly shine, there seemed to be a fishing fire, and the warm orange red of the night was fainted. Looking into the distance, on the other side of the lake, there seem to be people living there, two or three stars of fire, scattered and scattered, outlining a gentle atmosphere on the other side.

In this troubled world, this situation and this scene cannot but be said to be a kind of rarity. Standing on the shore without hatred at night, looking at the beauty in front of him, he seemed to be fascinated. So much so that the sound of the reeds sounded, and in the unnatural shaking of the reeds, the old man's small fishing boat approached this side without noticing.

"Do you want to cross the lake?" said the old man in his old voice.

Ye Wuqiu suddenly came back to his senses, and when he saw the comer, he smiled slightly and nodded. Although, his smile, the old man is invisible. It is said that if you fall in love with someone, you will fall in love with the city in which they are located. The night without hatred is exactly what I like here, and I like everything here. If you want to ask the reason, then it is enough to maintain an innocence in troubled times.

When the fishing boat came to shore, he took off his broad hat, and his handsome face was exposed to the moonlight, and the moonlight flowed and gathered, sweeping away the little haze.

"Yo, it's a little friend. The old man lifted the brim of his straw hat and smiled.

"Old man, I'll go to the other side of the lake. Ye Wuqiu nodded lightly and smiled.

"Okay, but the money ......," the old man said.

When the young man heard this, he interrupted the old man's words, took out a tael of silver from his bosom, and gently stuffed it into the old man's hand. The old man fixed his eyes on the value represented by the thing in his hand, and hurriedly stuffed it back into the arms of Ye Wuxian.

"Little brother, this can't be helped, this fare is only five copper coins, I can't afford to use so much money. ”

The young man was slightly stunned, then took a serious look at the old man, and then exchanged the silver for copper coins and handed it to the old man. Then the old man happily took the copper coin into the canopy and accepted it.

The small fishing boat swayed, like a drunken man, and sailed to the opposite shore. Ye Wuqi sat on the bow of the boat, gently breathing in the coolness and tranquility of the night. Alas, the glitz and smoke must be extinguished. As a great sect through the ages, the Heavenly Xuan Sword Sect also has today's decline, how long can it be peaceful here in this troubled world? Ye Wuxian shook his head self-deprecatingly, and muttered to himself: "I have no strength but worry about the world in vain, I can't help but laugh and be generous." Let's take care of the current situation first. ”

As he spoke, he knew through the map that it was a town called Dew Town. It belongs to a second-rate force, the sphere of influence of the Ten Thousand Tribulation Sect. And the Ten Thousand Tribulation Sect is roughly located in the northeast corner of the Xuanxing Empire. This place is far away from the Tianxuan Mountain Range and the Guanshan Mountain, and I don't know how far away. These days, day and night, eating and sleeping, have really come a long way.

"It's not easy. The young man sighed, wiped the slightly moist place in the corner of his eyes with the back of his hand, and sighed: "I don't know how the master is now, whether he is still ...... Still...... Alive. Although the boy was extremely reluctant to admit it or say the word, he was helpless, the truth always needed a brave heart to face.

In the murmur of the water, the shore of the lake is getting closer and closer, and finally it is within reach.

"Young man, you're a first-time visitor to the Xuanxing Empire, right?"

The old man's voice suddenly sounded from the stern of the boat.

"That's right. ”

"Then you have to be careful not to get into trouble, those people are very powerful, and very domineering, just bear with them. ”

"Thank you for your concern. ”

"Oh, by the way, as soon as Xiang entered Dew Town, you can see an inn, where the price is fair and affordable, and the service is good!"

Night Innocent smiled warmly at the bow of the ship, he and the old man had never known each other, but for a stranger, it was really not something anyone could do. Good people have their own good rewards, if no one reports, then I will report, nothing else, there is some money, to improve the life of the elderly, just as my heart.

Ye Wuxian looked into the distance, his eyes warm and rich. He had a deep understanding of the sufferings of the world and the bleakness of the world, and when he was a child, his parents died early, and he begged along the streets, and how many times he was subjected to white eyes and insults! His young heart was full of people's indifference. Later, it was the master who took pity on him, and saw that he was extremely talented, and accepted him as an apprentice. The Tianxuan Sword God often comes to the low-level people and the high-level people in casual clothes with no hatred at night. He has a slight insight into the hypocrisy and cruelty of people. "Wet the robes with the blood of the bad guys to defend everything of the good people", this is the first lesson that the Tianxuan Sword God taught when he was a child. This sentence is very simple and easy to understand because he is still young, but the Tianxuan Sword God may not know that this sentence is completely practiced in the peak life of Night Wuxian, that is, in the middle and late stages of his life!

Turning to look at the fisherman again, the night strode towards Dew Town.

After ten minutes of walking, passing through the sparsely populated village next to the town, I could vaguely see the gate of the vague town in the night. The town has no walls, only an arched gate. Ye Wuqi accelerated forward with an expressionless face, and in a few breaths, Ye Wuqiu came to the gate of the town. Two huge red pillars support this large plaque, with three gilded characters on it: Dew Town. Although it was night, Ye Wuqi was still surprised to find that the few typings were all made of gold.

Rich as a man, it is by no means the handiwork of a small town. Other towns are surrounded by the name of the town carved on a piece of bluestone to show the name of the town. Such a comparison surprised Ye Wu's hatred, a small town is so rich, even more than some small towns, and Dew Town must have a good economic source to rely on.

With a hint of curiosity in his heart, he walked into Dew Town.