Under the willow bridge, above the boat, the aroma of wine overflows, and the shadow becomes three people.

Two hundred years ago, General Long Le, who was willing to become a sword spirit in the underworld in order to survive in this world and save his life, secretly spied on the conversation between Zhu Xie, the king of Lu, and the swordsman Sha Luo on the ship.

"Do you understand," the accompanying little guy rowed on the clear light, the fish jumped down, and heard Zhu Xie's voice chanting, "......"

Pouring Shui Ran raised his slender bamboo-like fingers, and pretended to be engrossed in the two fingers that were slightly red under the clear ripples to twist Bai Yuxiao—the witness of the encounter between them that Dai Qing had returned to him in the past.

Zhu Xie next to the edge of the boat, and regardless of the robe fell into the waves, stained with the splash, but alone the wine to enjoy the flowers, a glance away, in the autumn, the light of the city is particularly beautiful, the green temple in the distance, along the dusty thousand steps of the ladder up, is the scenery of the early yellow, like the sunset at the time of the fall will be soaked in the afterglow, the morning bell and the dusk drum sometimes come from the ancient temple on the mountain, there are small traders who carry the burden to buy and sell braised pork as always, as always, are not seen by the monks in the mountains, but are favored and lingered by the little nun who is still naughty.

Unconsciously, he was awakened by the crisp and pleasant sound of pouring water like a bell, Zhu Xie had an epiphany, his furrowed eyebrows were like smoke from distant mountains, and the scene was just some memories of the past, and today they have all disappeared with the wind. At that time, in the Yuanyuan Temple, this little nun was still greedy.

"Obviously a half-way monk, but he committed the three precepts of greed, hatred, and ignorance." Zhu Xie seems to have been silently reciting something in his mouth, but only he himself can hear his own tick most clearly, together with the root seedlings of the soul that is closest to the soul like a clear spring in his heart, at that time, the only drop of soul left can tolerate the washing of the spring in the mountains of Hai'e Mountain, but now he is greedy for the rich and rich, and he is reluctant to sell his reputation and reputation one after another face-changing tricks. He obviously loved that apprentice the most, but he ...... Hide it as hard as you can.

I don't know when, Zhu Xie summoned the people on the boat and brought a lot of wine, the wine was the same, but the food was missing to treat an empty stomach.

It's the first time for the little guy to ignore this like this, and the water and moon mirror flowers reflect the ugliness of everyone who has been made into a puppet, and the true appearance is revealed, and there is no doubt about it. He understands, how can he not understand, in fact, the master has always been deeply hidden from others, and sometimes even he can bear to deceive, and he can be ruthless in cutting his heart and bones.

Zhu Xie didn't care whether he would get drunk again, the boat shook lightly, holding the bottle with both hands, but he hadn't made up his mind to drink it all yet, why did he treat Shui Ran so wholeheartedly just now, obviously he was his rival in love, obviously his opponent. But he ...... knows, it is her who loves her, and this stupid apprentice of his, has always been concerned about him, and he ...... Never, unless he is far away from the palace and willing to give up his status as the powerful King of Lu, just to become an ordinary person and guard her for the rest of his life.

Pouring water and using the to wash and dissolve the anxious fire in his heart, holding Xiao to whisk off the white clothes, Xiao Sheng's voice is wide and far-reaching, and the curved willow bridge is like a haven, gathering the only remaining singers in Zhu Xie's ears who sing the pipa in the wind and sing here.

After a long time, he came out, still holding the pipa and half covering his face.

"No...... No, it doesn't. Zhu said evilly, while anxiously avoiding the wine, but on the other hand, he smirked stupidly, slipped between his eyes and teeth, and in the end, it was always the bitter taste that stayed in his heart but had to disappear, and it was like pouring wine into his stomach to make an empty stomach encounter a trip to the river and the sea.

"Turn your hand and pluck the strings three or two times, and there is love before the tune." A foxy monster imagines a human form and sings the tune of "Pipa Xing", which seems to charm Zhu Xie, who is half-drunk and half-crazy and holds the side of the boat so as not to make himself stagger, turn over and fall underwater.

After that, Zhu Xie casually rubbed the edge of the ship with his hand with a trace of iron filings, and the iron filings that fell from the scabbard finally became a touch of cinnabar, like two parallel swords competing and rubbing out of the sparks at night, and above the water and sky, the scarlet lantern hung high, and his face and the cheeks of the singer were smudged extraordinarily hot and shyBecause of the scorching heat, a purple mist grass was thrown into the sea with the lit canopy, chasing beyond the countless separated canopies, becoming a cross-tidbit.

The old man is depicted on the boat, a grain of cinnabar red is spread, and the ink is dyed and dyed immediately, and the dots are turned into flowers, and the structure is a painting, and the fox monster of the Linghu family is the same kind, and the name is called Tu Su Ye, and the other is called Tu Su Niang. This phantom mist grass all over the sky is what she ignited, in the spirit fox clan, the spirit fox Tu Su is one of the few who has spiritual power and turns into a human form, a hundred years of practice, she has cultivated her basic ability to survive in the human world, in order to adapt to the change of life every year, not to mention that she can't escape when facing a swordsman.

Anyway, Zhu Xie was also the pavilion master who founded the Red Snow Pavilion in the past, and he was the master of His Excellency Qiongyu in Hai'e Mountain, and this little magic technique did not make him fall into a coma, but he thought that he was drowsy due to excessive drinking!

The other accompanying singers on the boat all imagined a gust of wind blowing away, under the bright moon hanging, time passed minute by minute, and now only Zhu Xie and two fox demons who want to draw human blood and ** qi are left.

Zhu Xie didn't fall into their psychedelic skills, but thought that in a dream, he stood up, straightened his belly with a full drink, picked up a huge fist, and waved at these two ugly monsters, but he saw Zhu Xie standing unsteadily, the hull of the boat swaying and swaying, a fox-faced humanoid on the left, and a human-faced fox body on the right, sometimes looming, sometimes disappearing, and the ghost lingered, which really made him wonder, when-these phantom people pretending to be ghosts at the Lantern Festival came to join in the fun!

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In the midst of the ups and downs, a boat that jumped up from under the water was staging a good show - Ye Fengzhu's former master Zhu Xie was performing a set of drunken fists, and later, the fox lingered, and actually added the legendary drunken sword, which was simply breathtaking, and secretly exclaimed!

The little fox just hid on the top of the west building and looked into the distance, and did not dare to rescue Zhu Xie.

The two foxes were really not afraid of death, their hearts were bigger than the sky, and they even laughed "sneering", and stopped to watch Zhu Xie's pleasing and unexpected drunken sword.

Until the support reached the pouring of water, the person came......

In the round pupils of the little fox's purple ghost, he finally looked forward to it...... That person was like a white-feathered butterfly fluttering into its sight, but at this moment it was afraid to avoid it, it would always remember its identity as a spirit fox, and forget the incomparably warm and touching moment when it pretended to be Ye Fengzhu and hugged him, it turned out that the fox's stubborn heart and intestine leaves would be melted by mortals, and finally became a pool of blood that was nothing.

"I haven't seen anyone for a long time, it turns out that Master Zhu Xie will also play drunk on the boat like Ye Fengzhu." The sound of pouring water and crisp like a bell sounded in Zhu Xie's ears, through the breeze, the horizontal oblique shadow, once again awakened the trembling and unstumbling Zhu Xie, at this time his drunkenness gradually receded, his wet neck was covered with the snow white of the desolate moonlight, and his eyes were half-open and half-squinted to cast a faint gaze on this person, and the soul out of the sheath seemed to return to the world, and finally gradually supported the sword with his own strength and stood firm.

Zhu Xie was alone, standing in the belly of the boat, standing up and burping, his left foot and right foot were crooked, the cold sword was attached to his belly, and his body was already half wet and half soaked, the two foxes who were watching the shore were still "sneering" and laughing, this time it was different, it was to cover their mouths.

Pouring water, dragonflies and dragonflies rowing swords in the water and sky where they meet, the aquatic waves rise, the scarlet lantern swaying above the west building, and the only lotus lamp stands in the water, which sets off his more calm and indifferent.

The water in the river was so cold that Zhu Xie shivered, trembling, staggering, fortunately he was helped steady, and when he raised his eyes, he shot straight over, but it was Wu Wuqing who was ambushed under the water.

It seems that Wu Wuqing is still obedient to Daiqing, and he still doesn't have any intention of letting them go in his heart, otherwise, he wouldn't be chasing Mo She like this.

Zhu Xie climbed the shiny side of the boat with both hands, and soberly squinted at the soaking wet and embarrassed Wu Wuqing, his eyes were completely open at this time, and his eyelids had no intention of closing.

The endless meaning has been explained in the eyes that look at each other.

There is a fox in front and an undercurrent in the back, which is the meaning of life.

"Are you going to kill me......" Zhu Xie was not afraid of the sword mist that Wu Wuqing was stabbing at him now, and there was a lot of snow in his eyes in the past, and he didn't reach the death and blood in front of him.

The only thing he coveted was a smile and a tear from that stupid apprentice, but it was a pity that he would never see him again.

Wu Wuqing stiffened, and threw the heavy sword into the belly of the ship effortlessly, unexpectedly, Zhu Xie saw him stretch out his hand and clasp the side of the ship, his cold and piercing gaze was reflected under Zhu Xie's feathered and puzzled eyelashes, Wu Wuqing opened his cold blue lips and said: "Don't take Ye Fengzhu back to the palace, so that I won't kill you - and choosing to kill or not is my own business, and it has nothing to do with you!" ”

"If you choose to intervene, I'll kill you too!" Wu Wuqing's cold tone, together with his cold eyes, was like a bloodthirsty devil, which couldn't help but make Zhu Xie's shoulders leaning forward couldn't help but freeze, and when he felt Wu Wuqing leave the boat, Zhu Xie then involuntarily gasped.

Wu Wuqing seemed to be able to see through him and pierce the weakest layer of defense in his heart, Zhu Xie admitted that he did this not entirely for Ye Fengzhu, but also for his own selfishness, if Ye Fengzhu could stay in the palace, he would be able to see her face at all times, but ...... No, since he has come this far, what he has done before cannot be wasted.

However, in his ears, there was only the sound of weak ups and downs, and the gurgling sound of water that had never stopped stirring his nerves while Wu Wuqing was wandering away.