In the second year of Yongle, on July 28, Nanjing City, the sky was fine. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The midday sun is supposed to be the brightest time of the day.

But even in this dazzling situation, in a building with white walls and black tiles in the city, there is a gloomy and dark feeling.

This building is not far from the downtown area, but it is not close. Because on the opposite side of this building is a well-known noodle shop.

In the city of Nanjing, both dignitaries and ordinary people are very fond of the noodles cooked in this noodle shop. Therefore, there are a lot of people coming and going here.

But for some reason, it seems that the people who pass by will consciously or unconsciously move away from the walls of this building, fearing that if they get closer, they will be infected with the gloomy atmosphere of this place.

This building is also one of the most feared by all officials in Nanjing.

Because these officials know that if they enter this building, they are afraid that they will not be able to get out of it for the rest of their lives.

And this is where the Jinyi Guard is located, the royal Jinwei Division.

Even in this area with a lot of people, the people in this vicinity never knew what the scene was like in this building.

All they knew was that the building was dark, dark, and unpopular.

In fact, it is indeed as the people say, there is really darkness in this building.

It was so dark that even at 10 o'clock in the afternoon, a house here still needed an oil lamp to light it.

And at this moment, there are only two people in the house.

These two are of the same age, but their temperaments are different.

At the head of the group sat a man in a mahogany chair, with a majestic and strong body. His face is angular, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he looks extremely resolute.

He is the commander of Jinyiwei, the master of the Zhengwu Sect of contemporary Confucianism, Qin Weiming.

I saw that he was looking at the person in front of him with a disdainful look, and spoke.

"Zhou Boyong, I thought you were also a hero, but I didn't expect you to be just a reckless man."

At this time, Zhou Boyong no longer has the same momentum as when he went south a few months ago.

I saw that he was leaning back on the chair slightly, as if this was the only way to make the breath in his chest run comfortably.

On this trip to the south, he had been to more than ten sects, and he was also seriously injured.

Because every time he goes to a sect, he needs to fight.

Although with his skills, most of the heads of the rivers and lakes can't help him.

But there are always some unknown variables in this river and lake.

Therefore, he only went to more than ten sects, and there were only two or three of these more than ten sects, and he promised to return to the imperial court.

In contrast, Qin Weiming's trip to the north was much smoother.

At present, most of the sects in the north are nominally willing to submit to the imperial court.

And he, Qin Weiming, has not used force with any sect.

In fact, before he became the commander of Jinyiwei, he had always been a person in the rivers and lakes, and he also knew the style of the people in the rivers and lakes.

Therefore, after hearing that Zhou Boyong had stirred up the rivers and lakes in the south into a muddy water, he was very angry.

"What the emperor wants is a calm river and lake, not a rough sea." He said angrily.

He knew very well that these Jianghu sects seemed to be scattered and disorderly, but if they were provoked, he was afraid that the imperial court would also be difficult to control the situation.

Zhou Boyong retorted coldly.

"It's just that they are all reckless, and what kind of storm can they make. Lord Qin, you are serious."

He has long forgotten his identity on the rivers and lakes, and now he is a member of the court.

Therefore, he was thinking about the problems of the imperial court.

He didn't think that the rivers and lakes in the other party's mouth could bring much wind and waves.

However, in the face of his attitude, Qin Weiming snorted coldly.

"Hmph~ Then you are not as good as even a reckless person."

"Qin Weiming, you 。。。。。".

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Three days have passed since the day of that encounter.

Zhou Ruonan has also traveled with these four people for three days.

She found that these four people of similar age were very interesting.

The cuteness of the little monk, the cuteness of Mu Yiyi, the Su Wushi who didn't know how to describe it, and the leader of the team, Shi Wuwei.

These people made a very good impression on him.

She was brought up by her master in the Xuanbing Palace since she was a child, and she was surrounded by women, and she didn't really come into contact with other people.

Although her master reminded her before she left, about the sinister nature of the rivers and lakes.

But among the four, she didn't feel that way.

And just as she was thinking, there was a noisy conversation next to her ears.

"Bah... Little Monk... Are these apples you picked for human consumption? … Why is it so sour".

After a few days of getting along, Su Wushi regained his true nature and began to play around.

It's just that only when he talks to Miss Zhou will he put away his heart and become serious.

The little monk turned the gray cloth bag hanging on his side, and found that the last apple had been stolen, so he said in a hurry.

"Huh? … Su Shi nephew... When did you steal my apple? ”。

He was born in Buddhism, so naturally he can't eat meat.

Therefore, in the past few months, he has been picking some wild vegetables and fruits to satisfy his hunger.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with that.

On the contrary, he also felt that this was what the master often called penance.

"Steal? … No, I just borrowed it, I didn't expect it to be so unpalatable." Su Wushi saw that his disdainful behavior was discovered by the little monk, so he said stiffly.

"You're going to pay me back..."

"Hey, pay you back, give me the bag."

In the midst of this laughter, these people unconsciously passed through the woods behind them and came to a green meadow, and what appeared in front of them was a vast and boundless lake.

This is Panyang Lake, which is the fastest shortcut for them to go south.

The vast surface of the lake is like a huge mirror, reflecting the orange sunset.

This sunset, naturally, is also dyed on the surface of this sparkling lake, a piece of red.

The lake here is not like the lake of Guilin's landscape, which is mountainous and shallow.

The lake here is more like an endless sea, because there are no mountains around.

And this also made the residents who came here thousands of years ago think that this lake is the sea.

"Sister Ruonan, this lake is so beautiful." Mu Yiyi stood on the surface of the lake one by one, facing Zhou Ruonan, and said happily.

"Well, this lake is really beautiful. But legend has it that there seems to be something at work in this lake." Zhou Ruonan frowned slightly, looked at the lake thoughtfully, and said softly.

"What's that?".

"What's that?".

Shi Wuwei and Su Wushi heard that something was going on in the lake, so they also said curiously in unison.

After all, they are both men, and they are both very interested in these ghostly stories.

"Well, I don't know about that. It's just that legend has it that many fishing boats disappear into this lake every year. So over time, the legend of ghosts at the bottom of the lake spread like this." Zhou Ruonan turned around slightly, looked at the two who asked questions, and said.

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