Time flies, and before I know it, it has entered the late autumn of September.

On the turbulent Yellow River, Xu Buling walked out from the top floor of the building boat, stood on the terrace and looked at the Fenglingdu at the intersection of the Wei River and the Yellow River, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

The convoy set off from Suzhou, along the Hexi Corridor all the way to the east, and boarded the boat along the Yellow River in Lanzhou, but there is a section of the Yellow River in the territory of the Northern Qi Dynasty, which cannot go down the river directly, and has to enter the tributary Wei River from the west of Dingding, and then gallop all the way to the southeast, passing through the Falling Dragon Bay outside Chang'an City, and continue to the east for two hundred miles, before arriving at Fenglingdu.

Boats can travel around the clock, much faster than on dry roads, but the journey is still boring. Slap the big boat, Xu Buling doesn't need to take a few steps from the beginning to the end, and the scenery is like that, so I can only be in a daze at a little girl.

The nightingale is a relatively quiet little girl, since she adapted to Xu Buling, she does work such as warming the bed and pouring tea every day, and spends the rest of her time sitting in the house, flipping through her small book and studying carefully, knowing more than Xu Buling, Xu Buling is naturally not good at pretending to be a master.

Mrs. Lu and Xiao Xiang'er have been living in the high-walled compound since they were children, and they have long been accustomed to such days, and it is not very boring to play chess and embroider on the boat every day.

However, Xiao Xiang'er seems to know what kind of fate she will face if she is alone, she stays in front of Mrs. Lu from morning to night, and only when she is really bored and a little flustered, she will sneak out of Xu Buling's door at night and cough, and then there will be one more stroke on the mahogany card, which is currently 'Zhengzheng Zhengzheng Zhengyi', just over half of a hundred times.

may be afraid that it will be difficult to explain if she will not commit suicide after a hundred times, Xiao Xiang'er is currently very restrained, and she no longer refuses to detoxify the poison many times in one night, and more often she is lying on Xu Buling's arm in a daze, and she doesn't know what she is thinking.

When passing through Chang'an City two days ago, in order not to cause unnecessary trouble, the ship did not dock and ran directly over in the night. At that time, Mrs. Lu still wanted to go out to have a look, but Xiao Xiang'er was so frightened that she hid in the house and didn't even dare to show her head, so Mrs. Lu had no choice but to give up.

In addition, there was no place to say anything about the days on the ship, and after a long journey of a month, I finally arrived at Fenglingdu. After Fenglingdu, you will stay away from the court and enter the rivers and lakes, and this place must be a trip.

In the late autumn of September, there is already a bit of coolness, the boats of Fengling Ferry can not see the end at a glance, the porters come and go on the wharf, and the Jianghu passengers on horseback can be seen everywhere, among which there are many heroic chivalrous women standing on the bank of the river and raising their eyes to look at the magnificent scenery of the intersection of the two rivers.

Xu Buling gave the order, and the nightingale trotted down to let the ship dock at the dock.

Mrs. Lu and Xiao Xiang'er walked out of the cabin, and because they had been on the ship for too long, as soon as the board was lowered, they ran down with two maids, and a bunch of doormen followed behind to protect the safety.

Xu Buling hung the long sword on his waist, led the horse and got off the boat with the nightingale, and went to Fenglingdu Town, two miles away from the riverbank.

Nightingale grew up in the palace since he was a child, and he didn't even go out of Suzhou City a few times, and when he went out for the first time, he was naturally a little excited, and after getting off the boat, he led the big white horse and walked beside Xu Buling, and said seriously:

"From the previous dynasty to my dynasty, the capital has always been in Chang'an, the court near the capital is very strict, the people of the rivers and lakes do not dare to be too public, the days go down for a long time, Fenglingdu has become the dividing line of the rivers and lakes, out of the Fenglingdu can straighten the waist pole and walk, enter the Fenglingdu to keep their own peace, and then there are good deeds, in the middle of the Fenglingdu town to build a big archway, called 'Ghost Gate Pass', the young children on the rivers and lakes go a trip to indicate that out of the mountain, and the old man goes again to say that the golden basin washes his hands......"

Xu Buling held the jade fracture fan given by Mrs. Lu in his hand, just dressed up as an ordinary son, and said softly:

"People are everywhere in the rivers and lakes, and there are very few people who can live a lifetime smoothly, most of them are injured or separated, and if they can finish a trip to the rivers and lakes, they are indeed in the ghost gate, and it is called 'ghost gate' to wake up future generations......"

Nightingale thought for a while: "What Childe said makes sense, the one who built the ghost gate is also a powerful person." Shall we go for a trip? ”

"It's been too long to take the boat, Aunt Lu and your sister Xiang'er can't stand it, rest for a day in Fenglingdu Town, and go to the archway by the way to see, if you can go, you will naturally have to go back."

The nightingale hesitated a little, raised her little face and said seriously:

"I read what was written on those anecdotes, if you go through the ghost gate, you are a person from the rivers and lakes, don't blame anyone for living and dying, and there is no turning back when you enter the rivers and lakes, and those who go back will end up miserable."

Xu Buling shook his head and chuckled, and patted the nightingale on the head with a folding fan:

"The road is walked by people, and it has nothing to do with the rivers and lakes, you can't go forward to the end, and you jump repeatedly in the middle, no matter which road you take, the end is miserable."

The nightingale rubbed her head, took out the small notebook from her bosom, and wrote it down seriously:

"Childe said that he wanted to go all the way to the black ......"

Xu Buling was a little helpless: "It's to go to the end, not to the dark, and to go when you see that you can't get through, that's not a fool." ”

"Oh...... What's the difference? ”

"For example, in the imperial examination, you will work hard to study hard until you pass the examination, which is called going to the end. And immortality, soaring in the day, etc., no matter how hard you work hard, you will eventually hit your head and break the bloodstream, which is called obsession and going to the black. First of all, we must have self-knowledge, secondly, we must not exceed our ability, and then we must persevere and move forward......"

Nightingale nodded lightly: "I understand, for example, if I want to be an emperor, I will go to the dark if I am obsessed, and if I want to be an emperor, I will ......"

Smack-

Xu Buling tapped the nightingale on the door of the head with a folding fan and nodded:

"Not bad, yes, good understanding."

While the master and servant were chatting, they entered the crowded Fenglingdu Town.

Autumn is the time to return to the hometown for the New Year, Fenglingdu is the only way to go from south to north, at this time the town on the rivers and lakes, the people, scholars, businessmen and so on crowded together, the scale is no less than the spring transport of later generations.

Mrs. Lu and Xiao Xiang'er didn't like to crowd in the crowd, so they wandered around the banks of the Yellow River and came in when there were fewer people in the evening.

Xu Buling guarded the little nightingale, squeezed through the streets of the town, and came to the crossroads in the center.

As one of the holy places of rivers and lakes, the town square is full of people from the rivers and lakes, and a large stone archway stands in the center of the town, engraved with three large characters of gold hook iron painting:

Death

The stone pillars on the left and right of the archway are also engraved with eight words: 'life and death, wealth and fortune in the sky', which looks very good.

There are countless young people from all over the world standing in the square, both men and women, under the supervision of the older generation in the town, they line up to walk under the big archway, but there is no one who walks from the opposite side of the archway.

Xu Buling didn't mean to engage in privileges, and stood side by side with the little nightingale behind a bunch of strange-shaped Jianghu guests, and queued for nearly an hour before coming to the ghost gate, looking up at the big archway, and the long queue behind urged:

"Hurry up, hurry up ......"

"All in line for ......"

The nightingale frowned slightly, wanting to turn back and clean up this group of Jianghu guests who didn't know the height of the sky, but Xu Buling raised his hand to stop it, and then took half a step forward, stepping on the opposite side of the big archway with one foot.

Seeing this, the nightingale also seriously followed to the other side of the ghost gate:

"Childe, now we are Jianghu people?"

Xu Buling shrugged slightly: "It stands to reason that yes, there is no sense of ritual at all, forget it, let's find a place to live first." With that, he walked to the inn in the street.

Nightingale was also disappointed, and turned and trotted to follow......

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White-clothed sword 100,000 miles, half a step out of the world (end)

This transition volume is finally finished.,I'm sorry that the recent update isn't strong.,The rivers and lakes will speed up after they are smoothed!