The Tang Dynasty poet Li Bai once said that "the road to Shu is difficult, it is difficult to go to the blue sky", and the complex and changeable terrain around the basin has always been the biggest factor in the poor communication between the land of Bashu and the Central Plains or the south of the Yangtze River. Therefore, when the land route is not the preferred way for people to get out of Sichuan because of the difficulties and obstacles, the winding and rushing Yangtze River gives people living in Shu more travel options. Since ancient times, all kinds of boats on the Yangtze River are the most comfortable and important choice for people to travel to and from Shu.

When the smoke from the ghost castle gradually dissipated on the high mountain on the outskirts of the city, a wooden passenger ship carrying dozens of travelers slowly sailed over the river under the cliff of the ghost castle. On the passenger ship, people were glad that the government's ban on the closure of the waterway was finally lifted on this day, and some even speculated that the government sent Taoist priests to seal the "water ghosts" to make the waterway so smooth again.

In one of the narrowest rooms inside the passenger ship, Meng Yan stared a little woodenly at a sky-blue silk square handkerchief in his hand, which was left by Ouyang He when he gently wiped the sweat from his forehead by the bedside in Chengdu before. Meng Yan once regarded this handkerchief as a treasure and carefully washed it back and forth many times, and even when the handkerchief was snatched away and trampled on the ground by the little eunuchs before, he silently endured the beating of these people and protected the handkerchief on his chest.

"He'er, I really ...... I miss you so much......" Meng Yan's eyes were red, staring at the lifelike lotus flower embedded in the corner of the handkerchief, and his mind kept recalling the beautiful figure he saw singing on the piano in the bright moonlight when he walked out of the Liulixuan of Yufeng Mountain Villa.

While he was still basking in his fond memories, there was a commotion on the deck, and according to some, there was a man lying on a rocky beach under what appeared to be a cliff by the river. At first, Meng Yan didn't pay attention to the conversation of these people, but one of them mentioned that when the boat approached, they found that the person was a young woman with a golden whip wrapped around her body, and the whip looked like a golden snake whip.

As soon as he heard the Golden Snake Whip, Meng Yan immediately became alert, and he guessed that this girl might be Yuxin who had taken care of his diet and daily life in Yufeng Villa. Meng Yan quickly ran from the cabin to the deck and followed the guidance of others, although the ship was not too close to the shore, he still recognized at a glance the beautiful face leaning against the rocky beach.

"That's ...... Horr! That's Miss Ouyang! Meng Yan shouted urgently, and then jumped into the Yangtze River, which was not too turbulent at the moment, regardless of the obstruction of others, and then he swam hard to the shore where Ouyang He was, and the sailors on the boat urgently stopped the boat and anchored to fix the boat to wait for Meng Yan to return.

When Meng Yan's feet could touch the mud and sand at the bottom of the river, he staggered and ran to Ouyang He's side.

Meng Yan knelt by the river and stroked Ouyang He's white cheeks with a little mud and sand with his hand, and his eyes, which were originally slightly ruddy because he missed her too much, finally couldn't stop falling tears one after another. He sobbed softly and gently held the unconscious Ouyang He in his arms, and then in his affectionate gaze, he picked off the dirt that stuck to Ouyang He's face one by one. As the two sailors rushed from the boat to the shore, they helped Meng Yan bring Ouyang He to the ship.

"Little brother, although you said that she is your friend, this boat is bought by person after all, so you ......can see this girl's ticket," said one of the housekeepers of the wooden boat, who leaned over to Meng Yan at an inopportune time.

"Don't worry, we'll get off the boat in Chungju later, and you don't need to refund me the tickets I bought before." Meng Yan squatted on the side of the bed, holding Ouyang He's cold right hand tightly, and said without looking back.

Under the diagnosis of a traveler on the ship who knew a little about medical skills, Ouyang He's pulse was unstable, and his internal organs were damaged to varying degrees. It's just that even though Meng Yan was begging bitterly on the side, this traveler still claimed that he was not good at medicine, and he was a little powerless against the serious damage in Ouyang He's body.

"He'er, you must hold on a little longer, I swear, even if I risk my life, I will definitely find someone to cure you!" When everyone gradually dispersed from Meng Yan's cabin, Meng Yan pressed his face to Ouyang He's right hand and said affectionately.

Not long after, the boat docked at the Chungju wharf, and Meng Yan hurriedly ran into Chungju City with Ouyang He on his back, and at the same time eagerly asked passers-by where the best doctor in Chungju City was located as he ran.

However, when Meng Yan carried Ouyang He to Zhu Hao's shop, known as the "No. 1 Divine Doctor in Zhongzhou", he was told that he needed to pay a deposit of fifty taels before he could ask Zhu Hao for treatment, otherwise Zhu Hao would not accept his treatment commission. However, unfortunately, Meng Yan did not have less than fifty taels of money left on him at the moment, and he had to try to ask Zhu Hao to reduce the amount of the deposit.

"Heh, how many people are waiting for my divine doctor to treat in the huge Chungju City every day, and this is not counting those dignitaries and nobles who come from other places. If everyone ignores the rules I make, as you do, how can I get through the day! Zhu Hao was unmoved in the face of Meng Yan's request.

Meng Yan finally said something bad, and even knelt down and pleaded despite the humiliation of Zhu Hao's subordinates, and finally let Zhu Hao reluctantly accept the thirty-seven taels of silver he brought with him as a deposit, and then Meng Yan promised that he would go to Zhongzhou Wharf to work to make money to maintain Zhu Hao's treatment of Ouyang He.

In the next few days, Meng Yan began to do manual work on his shoulders at the Chungju wharf. Since he has now become a eunuch, his strength, which was not inferior to others, has now weakened a lot. For his current stature, he often had to work an hour or two more than others in order to be able to get the same salary as everyone else. Although every day on the dock was extremely hard, every night, when he came to Zhu Hao's shop and watched Ouyang He's complexion improve day by day, he still had no complaints about the current hardships in his heart.

"He'er, wake up soon, okay? I really want to be able to chat and laugh with you carefree like I used to. For you, no matter how much suffering and sin I suffer, I am willing to ......" Meng Yan gently lay on the side of the bed and stroked Ouyang He's hair, while staring intently at Ouyang He's sleeping face, "Even if I may no longer be qualified to expect you to be with me now, I am willing to see that you can live peacefully and happily, and I am willing to do anything for you!" ”

Meng Yan smiled and lay on Ouyang He's pillow and slowly fell asleep, perhaps at this moment in his mind, he was having the best and happiest dream in his life.

On the other hand, when Meng Yan rescued Ouyang He from the riverside, Ling Rui was taken to a simple farmhouse on the outskirts of the city by the mysterious person from the Firmament Palace, and then the mysterious man helped Ling Rui to start performing the exercise of pranayama, trying to stop him from going mad by forcibly urging the power of the Qilin Knife. After a while, the woman in green who had come to the capital with the man also arrived.

"Senior brother, who is this young man? Have you seen the Dragon Soul Sword with your own eyes? The woman in green was a little surprised to see that the man in Tsing Yi in the house was recovering from the luck of a strange teenager.

"I'm sorry, senior sister, I got lost in the underground palace of the ghost castle and delayed some time. When I walked out of the dungeon, I only saw that this young man was holding the Qilin Sword and the Ning Kun Sword and was intending to die with the Wang Xiao of the Wind Thunder Hall, so I took action to rescue him. The man in Tsing Yi said softly to the woman while exercising his skills, "Sure enough, as the palace master expected, this Dragon Soul Sword was disguised by the Kui Evil Sword. ”

The woman in green nodded thoughtfully after hearing this, and then she asked the man how he was going to place Ling Rui after he finished his exercises.

"Seriously, this kid surprised me a bit. Ordinary people forcibly urge the power of the divine soldiers, the meridians are damaged, and the most serious is life-threatening, but this child is just the operation of the true qi in the body, and the damage to the meridians and bones of the whole body is all from the action of external forces, not the power of the divine soldiers. It seems that the unicorn sword is really a worthy weapon for him! ”

"Oh, since Senior Brother Xuanmo is so interested in this kid, don't you want to take him back to Qingshan?"

was told what the woman in green thought in his heart, and the man in green smiled a little embarrassedly.

"However, according to what the junior brother just said, since this child can control the ancient divine weapons so freely, it shows that this child's talent is indeed extraordinary. It's okay if the junior brother wants to take him back to Qingshan, but I'm afraid the junior brother needs to beware that the other two senior brothers will be ready to compete with you for this talented disciple, hehe! The woman said with a hint of teasing.

"Alas, Senior Sister Lan Yin, you can spare me, whether this child can get started in the end depends on his creation." The man in Tsing Yi said with a wry smile.

When the gag between the two of them created a somewhat relaxed atmosphere, Xuan Mo mentioned the situation of the Kui Sword that fell into Wang Xiao's hands. In Xuan Mo's opinion, Wang Xiao is currently only relying on his own internal force to forcibly drive the relatively shallow power contained in the Kui Evil Sword, so it seems that he has not yet fully activated the power of the Kui Evil Sword.

Xuan Mo felt a little strange, because he had previously learned in the classics of the Firmament Palace that in ancient times, when the army led by Chi You was about to be defeated, in order to keep the Kui Sha Sword so that it could continue to be used by the descendants of the Jiuli clan, he forcibly asked his craftsmen to imitate the appearance of the Dragon Soul Sword to create a layer of sophisticated camouflage for the Kui Sha Sword. However, to Chi You's surprise, the subordinate who was in charge of keeping the sword at the time handed over the sword to the Yellow Emperor after being bought. Because this sword condensed the most evil qi in the bodies of the four fierce beasts of the ancient times to protect it, it was still difficult for the Yellow Emperor to completely destroy this sword after trying all kinds of methods. As a result, the Yellow Emperor had to order his sorcerers to add a special seal to the Kui Sha Sword, so that it could only be reawakened when it resonated with those who possessed the blood of the ancient Yellow Emperor, so that the Yellow Emperor could prepare to put the hope of completely destroying the Kui Sha Sword in the hands of his descendants.

"In this way, there was still an heir of the Yellow Emperor's bloodline in the ghost castle at that time, so when he touched the Kui Evil Sword, the Kui Evil Sword broke free of disguise and revealed its true face." Lan Yin quickly thought of this after listening to Xuan Mo's narration.

"Yes, once Wang Xiao truly grasps the power of the Kui Sha Sword one day in the future, only by completely gathering the power of the four ancient divine weapons can he compete with it, as he did back then." Xuan Mo stared at the Qilin Dao beside Ling Rui and said with a frown.

Outside, the cool breeze hung whirring, swallows flew low, ants migrated, and gray dark clouds covered the originally sunny sky. The rivers and lakes in the troubled times are not peaceful, but the present life of the ancient evil sword may bring a greater crisis to this troubled world where the people are already struggling to make a living.