The beggar looked at Lan Zhonghe, grinned, and said, "Look, everyone, no, the fox's tail is exposed." ...... Hehe, you did everything possible not to let me come to your Rausch conference, but fortunately your baby daughter is gracious, and I didn't come in too. Lan Gong, to be honest, you and I have been dealing with each other for decades, and I still don't know you?"

"You, don't talk nonsense, be careful of what we do to the little girl next to you!"

"Hehe, do you dare? She is the eldest lady of the Jiangnan family, you can try her, besides, don't you also have a daughter?" Hehe......" The strange finger beggar glanced at Lan Ran, raised his left hand and touched the white beard under his chin, hehe smiled, and his tone was weird and yin.

"You, you ......" Lan Zhonghe was so angry for a while that he couldn't speak.

"Lan Gong, I don't tell lies in front of real people, you keep saying that Miss Yan is the demon girl of the North Palace, and you do what Miss Yan does, but I haven't heard of anything bad about this Miss Yan, does she kill innocents indiscriminately? Does she have the hand of a dummy to rob other people's wealth? Did she pretend to be a pirate to snatch the treasure of other people's towns and mountains on the immortal mountain in the southeast sea? Did she let her sister make a beauty trick to deceive that person? Also, hehe, your purpose is self-explanatory, so I won't say it,...... Why don't I ask Hanako to continue talking. ”

"You, you,...... Okay, we can spare them today, but ......"

"What's the matter? You still want to find that bargain in the next generation of people? I persuade you to die of that heart, you Lan Gong don't think about it, I just saw the "Spring Tour" outside the willow garden here, your little sister really has a heart. ...... Hehe, I advise you to keep your heart, be your Lan Gong seriously, how good it is to be a gentleman seriously, why bother to live so tired for fame and fortune all your life, right, Lan Gong. ......”

"You, you shut up to us, you take them to get out of here, get out, get out of now,...... Don't let anyone see you again!" Lan Zhonghe was angry, looking at the strange finger beggar, a square face, like frost, gloomy, and said in a cold voice.

The strange finger beggar smiled, stopped talking, turned his head to look at Yu Muzheng and the others, smiled again, and said: "Lord Yushan, Lord Chengzhai, and you friends of Dacangshan, are you planning to stay for dinner? This Lan family master doesn't seem to have any intention of leaving you for dinner, hehe, you don't look at the sky yet, the sun is about to set, go home at this time, you can still catch up with the meal, hehe." ......”

As he spoke, the hypertrophic finger of the right hand turned back into a small finger, and the thumb became one, showing a small bulge, gently waved the jasper bamboo stick, blew the bamboo whistle in the mouth, the whistle turned soft, the snake group in the field heard the whistle, and immediately a team of people bent forward and backwards, the front and back were tightly connected, arranged in a neat and orderly manner, divided into left and right, leaving a passage in the middle, only allowing one person to work.

Yu Muzheng frowned, his face was gloomy, he looked at the beggar, turned his head and bowed to Lan Zhonghe, and said, "Brother Lan, junior brother will retire first, and we will discuss the matter of gathering righteousness in the future." With that, with a slight wave of his sleeves, he took several white-clothed men left behind in Kongtong Mountain, supported Zhuyong and Ma Zhiyuan, who were seriously injured, and walked slowly out of the moon-shaped gate of Liuyuan along the path that the snakes gave way to. The rest of the people from the other cottages also followed, and they came out of the scene of the unsuccessful Jinding Conference.

Seeing that there were only the people in Lan Mansion and the two of them in the field, he smiled at Lan Zhonghe, arched his hand, and turned his head to the two of them: "Xiao Xiaoyou, you two should go with me, Lan Gong will not leave you for dinner, our little girl has made a night dinner, and is waiting for us to go home for dinner, hehe." As he spoke, he untied a small bamboo basket around his waist, opened the lid, put it in the grass, and blew a bamboo whistle in his mouth, and thousands of poisonous snakes followed the whistle, tumbling and rolling, and poured into this small bamboo basket, as if this bamboo basket was a bottomless pit, and after a while, all the snakes entered.

Heterodacty

The beggar lifted the basket, covered the bamboo cover, hung it on his waist, waved his hand lightly to the hatred and flames, smiled, and said, "Let's go, we should also go home and have dinner." Towards the gate of the full moon, Ji supported the flame dress, endured the pain on his legs, followed behind the beggar, out of the willow garden, and the three of them walked along the forest path all the way to the outside of the Lan Garden.

When passing by the lake, I turned my head to look at the Guanlan Pavilion in the middle of the Willow Lake, the sun was setting, and in the sparkling clear waves, it was still a very beautiful lake and water, and I felt that I was at both ends of life and death, and I was embarrassed to suffer from the unprecedented danger in my life. In the midst of the sighs, I faintly felt that something was wrong in my heart, but I didn't know where to start for a while, I only felt that the senior named Lan Lan I saw today was extremely mysterious, although I had never seen her face behind the white veil, but I always felt that she felt so kind to herself, so she was reluctant, and thought that if there was a chance in the future, she would have to come again to visit this graceful and luxurious woman.

Out of Lan Garden, he took out the green horse from the temporary stable outside Lan Garden, helped Yan Nishang to ride on the horse, sat behind him, and the two rode together, and followed the different finger beggars to the outside of the city.

The three of them went all the way out of the city, and the beggar turned back to the two and said, "Let's speed up our pace, you two ride horses and follow, don't fall behind, hehe." As he spoke, he got up, stepped on the wind and dust floating on the road, and walked against the wind.

Seeing a few hatreds, he shook the reins of the horse, and the four hooves of the green horse flew up and followed closely.

The three of them ran southwest on the official road for about half an hour before they came to the foot of a mountain. The speed of the beggar's flight slowed down, and he landed on the path at the foot of the mountain, walking slowly, and the two of them sat on their horses, following behind the beggar, and walked slowly.

At this time, the twilight smoke is blue, a touch of red color lingers in the sky, the two of them raise their eyes to look, but see the front of the peaks and peaks, the cliffs are steep, the platform is lonely, the strange rocks are craggy, the caves are deep, the forests are lush, the water is bright and wild, and they contrast with each other, there are both the heroes of the northern mountains and the beautiful scenery of the southern mountains.

The beggar turned around and said: "The mountain in front of you is Kongtong Mountain, we are now walking in the south of Kongtong Mountain, the beauty of this mountain is good, it is really worthy of the reputation of the first mountain of Xizhen Wonders, alas, it is a pity, the war provoked by the Beigong Heavenly Court has broken all the peace in this world, making people feel uneasy!"

While speaking, the three of them have walked to the mouth of a valley, slowly walked into the valley, only to see two mountains in front of them, there is a water flowing slowly, the stone walls on both sides of the bank are towering, and the road turns back to the water, such as entering a desperate situation. On both sides of the river are purple-red hard conglomerates, which in the twilight take on a striking carmine color.

The beggar sighed softly, as if talking to himself, and seemed to say to the two: "This rouge river that has flowed for tens of thousands of years, when the first emperor came here to climb Kongtong Mountain, he brought many entourages, only more than 200 palace maids, all the way to the long distance, when these palace maids came to the foot of the mountain here, they were already tired, and when they saw the beautiful mountains and rivers here, they came to the shore to shine on the clear water in the river, and used it as a mirror to dress themselves. When so many beauties wipe their sweat with a towel, the towel floats down and floats in the water, and the peach blossoms by the river are also falling in pieces, reflected in the water, the river is impregnated, the water color is the same as their own skin color, pink and red, the river water is dyed into a rouge color, fragrant overflowing, so the river is named the rouge river. Alas, a generation of emperors has already passed, 'the peaks and mountains are like gathering, the waves are like anger, and the mountains and rivers are like Tongguan Road. Looking at the western capital, he hesitated and was sad about the Qin and Han dynasties. The palace and all the rooms were made of soil. Xing, the people are bitter. Death, the people suffer. Time has passed, and the only thing that has remained unchanged is the peach blossom of this tree, which is still pink. ......”

The two of them walked slowly on the horse, and they were both filled with emotion when they heard the strange beggars sighing.

A few revenge in a day steeply in danger, protecting the flame of Nishang to escape from death, suddenly saw the beautiful scenery in front of him, and couldn't help but praise: "This dozens of miles of short travel, the peak and the road turn, but there is the wonder of reading the three gorges of the Yangtze River, the danger, the show, the scenery is like a long life, everywhere is dangerous, but everywhere there are strange, this life is not in vain!"

Yan Nishang heard it in front of him, coughed lightly twice, and said softly: "Life is like this, the long distance is insignificant, I hope that people are not old, thousands of miles together!"

The three of them continued along the river bank for about four or five miles before they came to a stone bridge. But see on the Rouge River, there is a huge stone volley and erect, across the cliffs on both banks, strange and dangerous. When this rouge river flows through here, a boulder fell from the sky, blocking the rouge river water, the craftsmen then skillfully left two places with the hardest stone and the highest terrain as a bridge, chiseled a stone hole under the boulder, left as a bridge on the river with a boulder face, chiseled a stone hole in more than ten zhang, with a boat, the bridge is formed because of the situation, the devil's axe is wonderful, simple and exquisite, abruptly standing on the rouge river, as if born.

Seeing that the mountain road by the river was rugged, and the wound on his leg was no longer as painful as before, he dismounted, took the reins of the horse, and stepped on the rouge stone bridge behind the beggar. Standing in the middle of the stone bridge, looking at the mountains on all sides, a river east and west, in the twilight hanging, but seeing the peaks and peaks in the meantime, the precipices are towering, like a ghostly axe; the forest and sea are vast, the smoke cage and fog are locked, such as an ethereal fairyland; the high gorge and the flat lake, the water and the sky are the same color, and there is the charm of the vast sea. It is rich in the majesty of the northern mountains and the beauty of the southern scenery.

In the secluded mountains and forests, there are faintly pavilions and pavilions of the Qin and Han dynasties, treasure temples and palaces, temples and halls, and ancient towers ringing bells, which are secretly spread in the depths of the peaks and clouds.

The three of them continued to walk forward, and walked slowly along the mountain road by the river for half an hour, and then came to Rouge Village.

In the twilight, the mighty water of the Rouge River, leisurely and leisurely, bypasses the side of the Rouge Village day and night, flows into the Yellow River in the east, and returns to the sea together.

The riverside is full of peach blossom trees in rows, so the back of the Kongtong Mountain is in the shade, the peach blossoms are smiling and the east wind is still pink, and the leaves are as green as jasper. The green trees in front of the village and behind the village are green, and the vines and grasses under the trees are flourishing, and in the twilight, a touch of colorful glow is reflected, adding a little greenery.

Walking along the riverbank towards the village, there were more than a dozen women washing clothes or carrying water to make food on the riverbank, and when they heard the sound of horses' hooves, they all raised their eyes, and immediately several women waved and shouted to them with a smile: "Where is the old village chief back!

The beggar also raised his hand, greeted the people by the river, smiled slightly, turned his head and said to Ji Jiqiu: "Alas, these people are also pitiful, when I was walking outside, I saw that they were displaced due to the disaster of war, so I brought them back, and lived here in peace, temporarily avoiding the military disaster, I hope that the devils of the North Palace will not find this place!"

As he spoke, the three of them followed a path in the peach forest by the river and entered the village, but they saw that there was already smoke curling everywhere in the village.

When I walked into the village, I saw a group of children, about seventeen or eighteen, surrounded by the big peach tree at the edge of the threshing floor in the village, listening attentively to a blind old man playing allegro and talking a monologue.

The blind old man was very thin, in his sixties, and a gray cloth robe had been washed white. Listening to the "da-da" horse's hooves from far and near, he rolled his white eyes, turned to the direction of the people who were coming, and showed a smile on his wrinkled face, only to hear him cough lightly twice, clear his throat, shake the four small peach wood boards in his hands, touch them a few times, "crackle", "crackle" a series of crisp sounds, and then sang loudly, the three of them could hear it, this voice was desolate, there was endless sadness:

"Step up to the north of Han, looking at Luoyang Mountain.

Luoyang is lonely, and the palace is burned.

The walls were all shattered, and the thorns were towering to the sky.

I don't see the old and the old, but I see the new youth.

There is no action on the side, and the wilderness is not restored.

The wanderer has not returned for a long time, and he does not know strangers and strangers.

Nakano He is depressed, thousands of miles uninhabited.

Thinking of my usual home, I can't speak. ”

"Crackle", "Crackle", "Crackle", "Crackle", "Crackle", ...... After the crisp sound of the allegro, two lines of tears slowly flowed out of the old man's empty eyes, down his cheeks, and on the placket of his clothes.