Northeast of Dijiazhuang, the top of Cuibi Mountain.

Dressed in a clothed person, sitting cross-legged on the bluestone, folding his hands to press the yellow bamboo pole horizontally on the thigh, crossing the north and south ends of the bluestone, the bamboo pole silk line swaying gently in the wind.

The morning mist fills the mountains and forests, and the trees are falling with leaves.

The humidity was thick, as if it had woken up the clothed man, holding the yellow bamboo stuck on the ground on the right side of the bluestone to prop himself up, raising his eyebrows and looking at the east with a touch of fish belly white and whispering: "The night is desolate, and the body and mind are in a trance."

The sun is blooming, dare not forget! ”

After finishing speaking, he suddenly turned around and saw a strange scene, and was stunned on the spot.

By mid-April, the mountains were verdant.

But there is a yellow leaf under this green mountain, no, the yellow and red leaves are waving in the wind.

One night of dyeing, it seems to be autumn?

The pine needles are orange, and the willow branches are floating out of the maple forest wave with the wind.

Incredible, wonderful.

The man in the cloth pinched his fingers with his left hand, his heart was surging, his face was ruddy, and he stopped stroking his beard and turned around and jumped off the bluestone.

The step is light and the ground is not traced.

Fold to the southwest mountain to drill the forest and cross the stone, and go straight to the south water bay of Cuibi Mountain.

Looking up, the confluence of the inlet and the stream flowing out of Di Jiayu is facing the green hill opposite the inlet, and the rod is fishing.

It seems to be familiar with the road and skillful.

But what did the man in the clothes catch when he threw the rod and let the hook go down the river?

It seems to be more professional than Jiang Ziya, and the straight hook is changed to a curved hook, and the chance of catching a fish is much higher.

It's a pity that it lasted until the beginning of the morning glow, the purple gas came from the east, and the people in the clothes didn't start the rod once, so why did they come?

Asleep?

True Evil Gate.

Odd.

Hush.

Don't be noisy.

Fish bites...

No, someone is coming.

"Rustle"

A young man in a gray robe trampled on the uneven yellow and green grass and approached the intersection of the inlet.

I saw the gray-robed young man looking at the east of the inlet, the scene of the rainbow between the two mountains, walking forward, and Lang Lang said: "Yin and Yang alternate spring and east yellow."

Red, white, green, purple and green.

The two greens divert into purple smoke.

A round of rainbow gate color Xuantang.

Have you tasted the beauty for the first time?

The world is cold and cold, and the private visit is deceitful?

Can it be absurd, drama Wang Lang?

It seems like a dream, not a dream, and it is auspicious.

Where will you be famous tonight? ”

"Whoa, whoa, whoa"

The brook accompanies and the birds sing.

Colorful smoke dances, the sun is shining, and it is full of vitality.

It's like a birthday celebration... The young man couldn't help but shake his head, climbed onto the blue-yellow convex stone entrenched on the edge of the inlet, and ignored the clothed man sitting on the left side of the convex stone, and jumped forward.

"Bang la la"

A fierce man plunged into the inlet and made a splash.

The scattered flowers like gold pearls and jade dew are crystal clear and shiny in the morning mist.

It just made the clothed man's face twitch, revealing a strange look.

This son talks extraordinary, hides hills and ravines in his chest, and seems to be the person to wait.

But this son is so rude.

Don't you know that passers-by need to smile and give way when they see each other?

But this son looks at the poor, no, he sees the old and the decayed, and he doesn't know the etiquette.

If you don't respect the elderly, that's it.

But this son disturbs the old fishing... The man in the cloth was slightly annoyed, and the side-eyed boy got out of the water, shook his head and threw up a black hair, accompanied by the splashing of colorful beads.

Showing an angular handsome face, serious, calm...

With a pair of deep eyes, revealing perseverance, doubt...

It's a battle-hardened face with a story.

But how old is this son?

Fifteen or sixteen years old.

At such an age, he shows a momentum that is not weaker than that of a general, how wonderful?

Wait for the old man to give him a try... The man in the cloth coughed lightly, and when he saw the young man's sideways eyes, he scolded with a straight face: "The kid is so rude."

You went down to the river early in the morning to take a bath, like a barbarian.

Not a common religion, the flow of the common people.

No wonder you rudely rushed down the river to scare away the fish, the concubine is unreasonable? ”

The concubine Xiaomin bathes, and he also knows how to avoid suspicion.

Generally, they do not bathe in the water area where there are many people in front of people and in villages and towns.

Most of them boil water at home and take a bath.

so as not to be rude in front of people.

Criticized.

I don't know how to be polite.

Shame on you.

Blame.

Unusual.

Can this sub......

"Bang la la"

Wang Langjun waved his hand and raised a splash in return to the clothed man, and when he saw the clothed man, he was stunned, and said while taking a bath: "Heaven is ruthless.

Imperial power is bloody.

Officials and businessmen compete for profit.

People eat the day.

How many heavens are there?

If you are a man in a coat to take care of the small people's fish, there will be another wave..."

"Whoa"

After finishing the words, there was a splash of water.

provoked the man in the cloth outside the coat to block the splash with the coat, and he couldn't say the bitterness in his heart.

What kind of person is this?

Through the heat and coldness of the world, in a word, there was a decisive counterattack.

People come to fish to feed their families.

How can this be reasonable?

The man in the cloth said aggrievedly: "The kid is beaten up, do you know how to come first and then come..."

"Who saw it?

Stupid, don't you dare to be foolish without a witness?

After all, you are on the shore, and the little people you look down on are fishing in the river, and it is clear who came first and came later, right? ”

Sample, fighting with his brother, Wang Langjun rubbed his chin, and when he saw the popularity of Lingyi on the side, he couldn't help but smile and said.

In fact, the people who fished in this era were either rich or expensive.

Because the aristocratic ministers were the cornerstone of imperial power, the emperor used official positions and rewards for mountain land, rivers and reservoirs to consolidate the imperial throne.

Urging the successful ministers to repay the emperor's favor and manage the current situation of private territory.

It's also normal for the realm to be hereditary.

The territory is in charge of a special person, and the imperial authority is deterred.

Even if it is deserted, no one interferes with and provokes the imperial power and the majesty of the nobility.

That's looking for death.

Therefore, the people who fish in the inlet southeast of Dijiazhuang are not idle people.

It just so happened that Wang Langjun hated some people in Dijiazhuang.

I ran into an old man who was angry.

The old guy is too wide.

The tube is here in Dijiazhuang.

Eat it, right?

Something is wrong.

Stimulate.

Display...

Bastard, Lingyi was so angry that he blew his beard and glared at him, but there was nothing he could do about Wang Langjun.

After all, Wang Langjun was right.

Wang Langjun was in the middle of the river.

Because the people around Chang'an City understand etiquette.

No one thought that Wang Langjun would rudely disturb the people in the clothes to fish and rush into the river.

So the people in the clothes suffered a dumb loss.

How many years have you not been angry?

Who dares to mess with the poor?

The emperor didn't dare, how could this son... Angry and old-fashioned, the man in the cloth lost his hand and pulled his white beard in pain, and said with a grin: "Boy, do you know that there was a vision in the sky yesterday.

The spirit axe broke through the air and bent the bow to shoot the wolf.

The sky is full of colorful lights, insinuating the current emperor, what crime do you dare to do? ”

This incident alarmed the emperor, and the people in the cloak secretly felt the opportunity to improve their cultivation, and hurriedly looked for it.

Originally, there were traces to follow the breath of out-of-phase colored light overflowing in the air, but when I found the range of Dijiazhuang, the breath of colored light was broken.

Seems to have dissipated into the air?

Forgive this, the clothed man sat on the top of Cuibi Mountain and practiced all night, and his cultivation improved a lot.

But I was puzzled.

What kind of energy is this out-of-phase colored light?

Magically useful... The man in the cloth was unpredictable for a while, and he saw the scene of the verdant mountains in autumn, and he collided with Wang Langjun with a spark as soon as he pinched his fingers.

Wang Langjun was slightly startled, his sword eyebrows jumped and thought for a moment, but he couldn't think of a reason, swam to the shore and said, "The most suspicious thing is to confuse people's hearts."

You old man has nothing to do, and mediocrity disturbs himself.

Say, you touch porcelain, no, what are your intentions to blackmail me?

I can't give anything to you..."

"You, you, you deliberately scolded the old decay is not a thing, phew, it is a thing, cough cough...

Bastard boy, wait for the old decay to make you squatting in prison......"

Without words, ignoring etiquette, the man in the cloth had a new understanding of the gray-robed young man who approached him, and said angrily.

Shrimp? Squatting in the prison... Wang Langjun was furious when he heard it, he had just escaped from the grave, and he was going to face the prison again.