A sword and a donkey, wrapped in green clothes in wind and frost, spring breeze and autumn moon, wandering and disturbing.

It's not just Guo Xiang here, but also Lu Zhe. At this moment, our young immortal disciple, Qingdu Shanshui Lang, one of the sect masters of the Hundred Flowers Sect and one of the seven deacons of the Ghost Sect, rode on the green donkey, his fingers unconsciously clasped the treasure knife at his waist, looked at the big river in front of him, and fell into deep contemplation, as if this place had evoked some of his mortals.

Fenglingdu, a lifelong mistake.

In front of Lu Zhe was the famous Fengling Ferry. At this time, it was three days after the destruction of the Four Dao Sects, and Feifei had already changed his name to Ah Fei by Lu Zhe in a bad taste, and he must be asked to take an iron sword. And the Xuanjia captains also captured a lot of horses, in the Tang Dynasty, where there was a lack of war horses, this team actually had one person with two horses or three horses, if it wasn't for the fear of overstepping the system, the carriage that Lu Zhe was sitting on would also be changed to four horses.

Because it has been delayed on the road for some time, so at the suggestion of Yu Wenyin, they chose a faster route, that is, to give up the original route, through Tongguan and enter Chang'an, so, Xiaoxing overnight, under the whip of the fast horse, the group quickly out of Xiangzhou, three days later, they arrived at the famous Fenglingdu, crossed the Yellow River, opposite Tongguan, Chang'an is not far away.

However, when he arrived at the Fengling Ferry, this little Langjun didn't know what was wrong, looking at the waves of the river in front of him, he seemed to be worried, and his eyebrows were in his heart, and he had no way to avoid it.

"Zhe is tired, let's stay here for the night." The young man on the green donkey turned his head and said to everyone with a smile.

"Well, it's not early, so we'll rest here for the night today, and then find a ferry to cross the river tomorrow."

Unexpectedly, no one objected to Lu Zhe's suggestion, not to mention Pei Qingnu A Flying Coachman and others, Sun Simiao thought about it, and also turned the donkey's head, and what was even more surprising was that Yuwenyin and the others didn't seem to have any opinions, silently turned the horse's head and went to the town near Fenglingdu.

Lu Zhe had something on his mind, looking at Lu Zhe looking at the water, silent, everyone thought so. Therefore, when Lu Zhe proposed to stay in Fenglingdu overnight, Sun Simiao lovingly felt that the child was in a bad mood and let him be quiet and quiet, and Pei Qingnu, who was instructed by Princess Rencheng to be dominated by Lu Zhe, naturally had no objection, and the rest of the others did not dare to touch the mildew of this amazing, ruthless Shanshui Lang, for fear that he would be unhappy to poison himself or use other methods to hang himself up.

Of course, there is no big ferry anymore, and this one is also very big.

When they arrived at Fenglingdu, it was already afternoon, there was no big ferry at all, only a small ferry that could accommodate a few people, they were both cars and horses, and they couldn't cross it at all, especially after they destroyed the Four Dao Sects, they took all their fine softness to Xiangzhou, exchanged it for a box full of gold cakes, and crossed it separately, no one was at ease.

I heard the old man at the ferry say that tomorrow morning, there will be several 1,500 official ships transporting grain passing by, and they will dock here.

Hearing the official boat, Yu Wenyin, who was frowning, suddenly stretched his brows, he originally planned to do so, when he arrived at the Fengling Ferry, he thought that the official ship of Caoyun had passed, he was still a little disappointed, and when he was ready to cross the river lightly, the old man told him that the official boat had not yet arrived, and now he was relieved, they could take the official boat, go upstream, and get off the boat at Sanmenxia, compared to crossing the river, crossing Tongguan by land and taking the official road, I don't know how convenient it is.

Therefore, when that Xiao Langjun proposed to stay in Fenglingdu overnight, it coincided with him. Looking at the little demon who was obviously a little unhappy, Yu Wenyin instinctively didn't say much.

After the matter of the Liu family and the Four Dao Sect in Jishan Town, Lu Zhe has successfully changed from a little demon to a little demon in Yuwenyin's heart. At the same time, he also had some questions, what happened to this little demon today?

In the past, on the road, Lu Zhe either asked Sun Simiao for advice, or forced Ah Fei to learn Laoshizi arithmetic, or talked and laughed with Li Xiaoshan and others, why did he walk to Fenglingdu today, he was immediately silent, looking at the Yellow River thoughtfully, everyone was a little strange, and they all wondered if this little Langjun remembered something from the past.

So, in such a strange atmosphere, everyone walked silently towards the town, and no one said much.

They really guessed correctly, Lu Zhe really remembered the afterlife.

When it comes to Fenglingdu, what will future generations remember? Guo Xiang, Yang Guo, three golden needles.

And when Lu Zhe arrived at Fenglingdu, he remembered that it was indeed the life of the later generations.

As the soul of later generations, Lu Zhe was still very excited when he first heard about the Fengling Ferry, and wanted to see what the famous ferry written by Master Jin looked like. But then, when he saw the water of the Yellow River, a sense of loneliness came to his face, and his heart seemed to be pierced with a small needle of cow hair, although it was faintly painful, he couldn't move it, and he couldn't heal it.

When he was excited and wanted to tell Pei Qingnu and the others, look, it was Fenglingdu, but he found that there was no one to say. This is not the afterlife, no one knows Mr. Jin Yong, no one knows the Condor Heroes, and no one knows Xiao Guo Xiang.

From beginning to end, I was still alone. Facing the turbulent waters of the Yellow River, Lu Zhe, who was reminded of the memories of Xiao Guo Xiang, suddenly found that the memories of his later life, as well as his trivial fragments of life, were turned out by the turbulent waters of the Yellow River, and a great loneliness and depression hit him fiercely, making him very depressed all of a sudden.

At this moment, Lu Zhe felt a little trance, Yun Niang, Baihuazong, Natural Residence, Du Jingfu, Shangdan, takeaway, work, WeChat, all kinds of different memory fragments poured into his heart, making him feel that he didn't understand what night it was and what world he was in.

When you are young, even if you are confused and unsure about your aspirations and goals, you can strongly feel what life itself is, what you are like in life, and what you will become. Later, this uncertainty became more and more intertwined, entangled with each other, and false memories increased day by day. I want you to remember the whole of your short life. Later, the memory became a coat.

The sect master of the Hundred Flowers Sect, a ruthless young immortal disciple, or a small and middle-level state-owned enterprise, a sand sculpture youth, Lu Zhe can't tell which is the real himself. Is the experience of the afterlife real, or is it the dream experience of a young man in the Tang Dynasty, or is it that he is in a dream at this time, and he still has to move bricks the next day after waking up?

Under the mixed thoughts, Lu Zhe was a little confused.

Therefore, all he could do was to look at the turbulent waters of the Yellow River in Fenglingdu, and read it over and over again in his heart, "The ancient tomb of Zhongnan Mountain is closed, the flowers of Wanhua Pass fall silently, the empty mountains of the desperate valley are lonely, and the moon is dark in Fenglingdu".

After a long time, it wasn't until Pei Qingnu asked Ah Fei to come over and call him that Lu Zhe got rid of this chaos, finally remembered his identity as a traveler, and sadly found that he would never return to the future.

Anyway, since you're here, you have to do something. Looking at Pei Qingnu and Sun Simiao, who were worried and did not seem to be fake, Lu Zhe's heart suddenly surged with a warm current, the ancients were really simple, they acted like this, they regarded themselves as their own people, and then thought of the bits and pieces in Wuzhuang Guan Village, as well as the people of Dingming and Mu. Lu Zhe suddenly understood.

Those dusty memories of the afterlife can only be treasured by him, not shackles.

"This good meeting, the excitement is not shallow, he meets in the rivers and lakes every day, and then he is a glass of wine. Let's leave it at that. Lu Zhe said goodbye to the turbulent river, which can be regarded as the last farewell to the previous life.

"This Shanshui Lang, could it be that he just talked to ghosts and gods?" Lu Zhe did other mysterious acts on the empty river, and everyone looked at it with a hairy look, and they all subconsciously thought that this Shanshui Lang had just communicated with a certain river god and water monster that they couldn't see.

"Let's go!" Lu Zhe turned his head and smiled extremely easily.

As a result, everyone except Ah Fei felt even more hairy in their hearts. This Shanshui Lang, didn't Fang Cai say something to the nearby ghosts and gods?

With such a question, along the way, everyone was silent, and even Li Xiaoshan, who talked the most on weekdays, did not say much.

"The fallen leaves in autumn gather and disperse, who knows that lovesickness is difficult to ......"

Along the way, everyone only heard Lu Zhe singing a strange minor key in a strange tune, although the tune was acceptable, but out of the voice change period of the teenager, it was obviously not so pleasant to sing, but listening carefully, there was a faint sense of sadness and regret, and many people heard it.

Regardless of this song, it is set to be related to this Fenglingdu, and everyone is sure about this.

Because the first sentence of that strange tune is "Flying snow dances like the wind crosses the ......"

There is no post house at Fengling Ferry, but there are also many inns, but the inns are small and dilapidated, and there are a lot of people who live, none of them can let everyone live all, after a doctor of an inn mentions, everyone goes to Fengling Town not far away, it is said that there is a Puji Temple that covers a huge area, which can be used by everyone to play the tip.

After the experience of Sidao Temple, I don't know why, when I need to make a decision, everyone looks at Lu Zhe, which means Xiao Langjun, you have an idea.

"Another Buddhist temple?" Lu Zhe looked at the carriage behind him, where there was a whole box of gold cakes, and a smile appeared on his face.

It's over, it's over, I'm afraid that this little Langjun is addicted to robbing the Buddhist temple, but I hope the monks in the temple are serious monks. Looking at Lu Zhe's smile, everyone was upset.

The battle of Sidao Temple, almost this Xiao Langjun destroyed it, Yu Wenyin dragged the temple to Xiangzhou to sell, and even exchanged two boxes of gold cakes, this Xiao Langjun is also extremely generous, he kept a box, and the rest were divided by everyone, even Sun Lao Immortal was taken by this Xiao Langjun to buy more medicine and save more people on the ground, and they just stuffed four gold cakes, even Ah Fei also had two gold cakes into the bag. Seeing that everyone was stunned, he said in his heart that although this person was treacherous and ruthless, he was still very bold towards his own people.

After hearing that it was a Buddhist temple, it was almost certain that everyone embarked on the road to Fengling Town.

In less than half an hour, a group of people have come to Fengling Town, there are not many people in this town, but it is quite quiet and peaceful, the street is compared to the previous Panshi Town, I don't know where it is high, it is neatly paved with bluestone slabs, clean and atmospheric.

"You ask that Puji Temple? It's just east of town. The residents of the town seem to be surprised by the merchants staying in Puji Temple, and they are very enthusiastic to show Lu Zhe and others the way.

The people here are really simple, seeing that the coachman wanted to reward the guide, but the passer-by insisted on not accepting it, Lu Zhe couldn't help but sigh.

After giving twenty coins to the townsfolk who showed them the way, everyone rode their horses and hurried to the Puji Temple at the east end of the town while looking at the scenery in the town.

Lu Zhezheng sighed that this town was really livable and the townspeople were so friendly, and he heard a shout "Get out of the way!" Then they saw a galloping horse, rushing towards them at great speed.

This town is not big, and Lu Zhe and his party almost filled the entire street. At this time, a galloping horse suddenly rushed towards them, which made the well-trained Xuanjia captains alert.

Faster than the Xuanjia captains, it was Ah Fei.

This young thief who has lived in the mountains and forests since he was a child, used to live every day in an environment where he was not killing people but guarding against being killed, for the world, this young man with the temperament of a beast may be even more incomprehensible than Lu Zhe, when he saw someone rushing towards them, his first reaction was not to get out of the way, but someone to attack!

I saw him leap high like an ape, and rush straight towards the man on the horse in the carriage.

Bang - the body is staggered, the person on the horse has been kicked off the horse by Ah Fei, and he made a beautiful turn in the air, landed firmly in front of the person, pulled out the sword behind his back, and was about to stab down immediately.

Stop-Lu Zhe, who was riding on a donkey, shouted.