Geng Canghuai took Shi Ran to a riverside ruined temple before letting him go. This stone burn was also really hard, Geng Canghuai wanted to wrap his wounds, but he blocked it, gritted his teeth and connected the broken bones in his chest, fixed it with a branch, and bit a sleeve with his teeth, and tore off a piece of cloth with his hand to tie the wound on his shoulder. Geng Canghuai stood silently next to him - he rescued Boss Yuan's subordinates, but it was just out of a moment of righteous indignation, and after being rescued, although he didn't regret it, he really didn't have anything to say. Shi Ran looked up at this time and said, "Who are you?" ”

He didn't seem to be very old, but he had a composure that had been tempered into steel.

Geng Canghuai said lightly: "Didn't you hear it, my surname is Qian." ”

Shi Ran smiled: "The clan is a bifid celebrity grass, and the nine surnames of Jiangchuan are beautiful and hemp - the surname Qian among the nine surnames?" Hehe, you can't be fooled, but don't come to me. If my guess is correct—"

"You are the hero of Zhongzhou: Geng-Cang-Huai."

Geng Canghuai was stunned, not knowing how he knew himself. Shi Ran smiled and said, "Our Boss Yuan mentioned you. He said that among the rivers and lakes, there are many people who are like the literati and pretend to be literati and Confucian scholars. ”

"But in my heart, there is only one person who can be called a Confucian, and that is Geng Canghuai."

Geng Canghuai was stunned, he didn't expect Boss Yuan to comment on himself like this behind his back. Shi Ran said with a smile: "He said that you are one of the few people in the rivers and lakes that he respects, so if we run into you, we must care about your 'response to the divine palm'." ”

Geng Canghuai smiled loudly, and was praised by Boss Yuan, although he was as calm as him, he couldn't help but feel excited. He didn't want to entangle more with the people in the 'Seven Horses' under the "Yuanmen", and after laughing, he said indifferently: "Although I saved you, I only saved you for a while, and I can't save a lifetime." There are chasing soldiers later, and you still need to deal with it yourself, and you should pay attention to your own injuries, and I'm gone. ”

As he spoke, he straightened his back - Shi Ran already recognized him, and he didn't need to disguise himself anymore, the water scoop that had been pressing under his clothes was broken by him when he landed. The fragments fell to the ground along the back of Geng Canghuai's clothes, Geng Canghuai smiled loudly, turned around and strode out the door.

Shi Ran shouted, "Wait." ”

Geng Canghuai did not stop.

Shi Ran shouted: "The gentleman repays virtue with virtue, I want to tell you a piece of news." ”

Geng Canghuai still turned a deaf ear and walked into the atrium.

Ying Ran said quickly: "What I want to say is Luo Han. ”

As soon as he said a word, Geng Canghuai couldn't help but pause - there are probably no two words in this world at this time that can bring him such vibrations. At this time, he remembered Shi Ran's blazing eyes just now, and when he first saw it, his heart moved, and he didn't know why, only then did he understand that it was only because of that moment that he remembered Luo Han, Luo Han's eyes - the eyes in the rain station. In that sleepy rain station, only Geng Canghuai paid attention to the blazing heat and the lonely cold in those eyes. Geng Canghuai probably only had those eyes in his impression that had a fiercer enthusiasm than Shi Ran.

Shi Ran said to Geng Canghuai's back at this time: "This news should be only known to me at present. ”

"I received the book from the flying pigeon, and Luo Han is not far from Wuhu. He was entangled by Zao Wou-Ki in the clan duo. When my men saw them, they hadn't done yet, and Zao Wou-Ki was heading east with him, and to the east was the Quarry Rock, and I guess Zao Wou-Ki wanted to trap him in Li Bai's grave by the Quarry Rock with the 'Tridac Formation Diagram'. ”

Geng Canghuai's expression perked up - Li Bai's grave by the quarry river? - Zao Wou-Ki? Even such characters have already made a move, and Jiangnan at this time can really be described as a stormy meeting.

Geng Canghuai still didn't speak, walked out of the mountain gate, and looked at the river in the distance. Egret Island is already hard to see, and in the empty sky, there are no birds, only chaotic clouds flying across.

Geng Canghuai's feeling is only two words: chaos - chaos in Jiangnan.

At this time, there were others talking about Luo Han, that was on the way to Zhenjiang, Zhao Xu and Zhao Wuliang.

Zhao Xu asked: "Uncle, everyone said that when Luo Han was fourteen years old, he fought many people in the 'Clan Bibido' and the 'Jiangchuan Nine Surnames' in the Tengwang Pavilion in Nanchang. Were you there that day? ”

Zhao Wuliang was looking up at the weather - the sky was cold, it seemed that the frost was not far away, he shook his head and responded: "No, I'm not here, your third uncle is here." ”

"He is on the river outside the pavilion, and Luo Han's battle is a family member with the six surnames of Liu, Chen, Chai, Shi, Wang, and Meng."

"Among these six surnames, there is no shortage of masters, but it would be an exaggeration to say that all the elites in the nine surnames of Jiangchuan are there."

Zhao Xu's eyes lit up: "Then, did he win?" He seemed a little embarrassed by his eagerness, so he added: "Who wins?" ”

Zhao Wuliang said lightly: "Your third uncle is far away, and he doesn't know the result, but he knows that these six people with the surname never mentioned the battle with Luo Han in the Tengwang Pavilion later." ”

Zhao Xu's face turned even redder: "Then what are we going to Zhenjiang for this time?" ”

Zhao Wuliang said with a smile: "Your third uncle is so busy, we can't be idle, go and catch Boss Yuan, when the time is right, and be a person who adds firewood." ”

Zhao Xu was stunned: What kind of firewood does this person want to add?

On that day, after Luo Hanjian retreated from the three ghosts, he went ashore next to the widow's restaurant. After going ashore, he also went to the store to eat and asked for a fish. But he looked at the fish's mouth that kept closing, and he never put down the chopsticks. He just felt a little tired, and in the past two months, he has used a lot of heart to rob this silver. Ti is difficult to ride, and he is not as labor-saving as others think. Now, when the deed is done, he has not been happy, but only tired.

After eating, it was already dark. In the darkness of the night, he rode his camel down the river for another five miles. Occasionally, there are riverboats and fishing fires, dotting the center of the river, and that little bit of light does not illuminate anything, but it seems that the path under your feet is getting darker and darker. Fortunately, his camel has good eyesight, and with a slight glimmer of light, he can see. So although the road was rough, it did not lose its hooves.

After walking for nearly five miles, the path forked, and Luo Han saw a boundary sign, and knew that there was a market in front of him. He didn't urge the camel to rush forward, nor did he plan to stay in the store, but he found a big locust tree, got off the camel, found a big branch, and jumped up. There was also a lot of cold dew on the branches, and he didn't care, so he lay down in his clothes. The clothes he was wearing were already soaked, but he didn't go to dry them without a fire, and he looked up at the sky in a daze. There are no stars and no moon in the sky, the four fields are silent, and only the wind penetrates the heavy shirt, giving him a rare pleasure in the wet and cold.

In the middle of the night, when it was cold, he got out of the tree, curled up on the belly of a camel and fell asleep. The camel's fur was quite soft. The body temperature of the camel dried his wet clothes, and the camel's snort was also hot and humid, rhythmic, like a little safety and reliance that was hard to find in this world. At dawn the next day, a farmer led his oxen down to the field, passing by on the way. I saw that under the big locust tree, a young man in black was sleeping soundly with his head shrunk against the big camel. And when he heard the sound of his footsteps, the camel awoke, but he did not get up immediately, as if he were afraid to wake up the young man, and let the young man fall asleep. In his sleep, the boy let out a few clear sounds.

In the next few days, Luo Hanxing stopped and went all the way down the river. When passing by Ogi Port、I even went to the riverside Migong Temple to have a look。 When he was bored, he folded a leaf and played with a whistle. He chooses the path, and the rougher and muddy the place, the more he likes it, because he has such a good animal. But this is a bitter person - these days, since the widow's restaurant, there has always been a person far behind him. The man looked like a fisherman, clothed in homespun cloth, and held a hook and rod in his hand, and he was the one who suffered. Also, it is too obvious that he is so kind to others, not to mention that there is no one living on the road where Luo Han walks. After a day or two, the old man found a boat out of nowhere and accompanied Luo Han in the river. Luo Han seemed to be completely ignorant, and he slowly walked eastward.

Jiangnan in early winter is a painting that has been washed away with lead grease. Look at the river, the water is thin and thin; Look at the little bit of winter wheat that has broken through the ground, is still too late to speak, and is not even a patch of greenery; There are also shore Zhiting knotweed and old trees by the river, only to know that there is such a steep and thin hidden behind the bright and beautiful spring and summer days in the south of the Yangtze River. Sometimes a little rain falls from the sky, and the trees by the river become wet and black. Those dead branches and hard branches, or bending, or knotting, or coiling, or thorns, often in an unintentional place, a certain river and road head, jump into your eyes, horizontal like wiping, straight like cutting, like a sword. Luo Han's favorite thing to see is these, and he often stares at a dead branch for a long time. This winter tree is far from the smell of the willows and the wind blowing thousands of willows in spring. Luo Han got it, if he had a heart, but the interest in it could not be conveyed.

The people on the boat looked at him, such a cold young man who killed the horsemen, robbed the official silver, and resented Boss Yuan, those earth-shattering events seemed to have been left behind by him at this moment. In the past, hurting Yuan Er was an end for him, and next year's fight against Yuan Boss has not yet begun, and now, today. Today, he Luo Han is walking alone in the south of the Yangtze River.

In the boat of Jiang Xin is an old man, with a stompy head and white hair. He is Zhao Wuliang's cousin Zhao Wouji, who is known as the "clan biambivalent" with Zhao Wuliang on the rivers and lakes, and is also the emperor of the imperial family. His appearance is far from Zhao Wuliang. His correct name is not called Wuji, but Zhao Oak - such as Zhao Wuliang, his real name is not called Wuliang, but it is called Zhao Qi, both of them are because they are in the rivers and lakes, ashamed of the shame of the clan, so they abandon their real names, and take the names of "Wuliangtang" and "Wujixuan" in the old Tokyo palace as their names.

Zao Wou-Ki's cheeks were thin and his face was clear, not as cunning and wise as his cousin Zao Wou-ki, but he was quite out of the ordinary. The reason why the two of them have the nickname of "Sect Bifid Famous Grass" is because they are quite brothers and uncles - the legacy of the two sects of Huiqin and Qin, and they are good at calligraphy. Zhao Wuliang worked in the seal, and Zhao Wouji wrote a good thin gold body. The experience of the two of them is different from that of other princes, they rarely meet famous teachers, and they inherit family learning, Qi Mei stick and Taizu Changquan, all of which are skills that have been cultivated since childhood. It was also by virtue of this martial arts that he was able to get lucky in the "Jingkang Difficulty". After crossing to the south, the sorrow was prepared, and the kung fu was advancing by leaps and bounds, so there was a sentence of "the clan bifidus celebrity grass" was spread in the south of the Yangtze River. At this time, the two of them have been in hiding, who would have thought that this Zao Wou-Ki would reappear in the rivers and lakes today, and he was eyeing Luo Han who came from afar.

Zao Wou-Ki is a martial arts person, and those who want to practice swords should always sharpen and practice diligently every day, right? I just want to see Luo Han practicing swords. On the way, Luo Han either climbed Gao to watch the clouds, or leaned on the loose and closed his eyes, but he didn't even touch the sword handle along the way. It's a pity that Zao Wou-Ki, looking at it day and night, didn't even see the sword. For three days in a row, Luo Han's heart seemed to be all on that camel. - He was busy a few days ago, and he didn't have time to take care of this favorite ride, but now he was free, and he had to comb the camel's hair several times a day. But his camel was so graceful that no matter how he combed it, it was not very good-looking, although it was very attractive. Zao Wou-Ki also saw the endurance of the camel, with Luo Han's temper, he was uncertain, sometimes he was in a hurry at night, and sometimes he would be in a place in a daze for a long time, but Zao Wou-Ki never saw the camel a little tired.

The camel seemed to be quite dissatisfied with the forage in Jiangnan, and after a few days, except for drinking water, he did not eat a mouthful of grass in Jiangnan, but the dry food that Luo Han brought with him often gave it half of it.

On this day, Luo Han stopped his camel to rest, and Zao Wou-Ki also parked the boat in Jiangwan. Although on the way, he planned well, went to the cabin to move a small jar of flower carvings, patted the opening, took a self-poured pot, poured it full, and took out a wine glass, silver, hollow carved seal, quite exquisite. Another plate of peanuts, a plate of dried white fish, and a plate of spiced beef jerky were poured and placed in the bow of the boat to accompany the wine. Zao Wou-Ki is a person who pays attention to diet, a few days ago he observed Luo Han from time to time, Luo Han ate dry food and he also ate dry food, he hadn't eaten a bite for a long time. After he was exiled in the rivers and lakes, although many things were no longer very particular, his diet was still exquisite. Only his plate of peanuts, a plate of white fish, and a plate of beef jerky, although simple, were specially baked by celebrity chefs. Even the utensils are still old things, and they do not take off the royal style. If someone sees such an old man, dressed simply, in the wilderness of Zhijiang, the utensils used are so exquisite, I am afraid that I can't help but be surprised.

Before he started eating, he suddenly saw Luo Han stand up, he was stunned, thinking that Luo Han was leaving-this is something that can't be lost, and he is busy and ready to follow the boat. saw that Luo Han was not going anywhere else, but came to his boat. Zao Wou-Ki was stunned, and he didn't know what Luo Han's plan was. Luo Han had already walked up to the bow of the boat and sat down. I saw him lift his self-poured jug, hold the silver cup on the deck, pour himself a glass of wine, raise his head and drink it, moisten his throat, and then stretch out his vegetables. I saw him taste the same, as if he liked the plate of white fish, and even moved his chopsticks, and poured himself wine frequently, idle, as if he was in his own home. In the end, he ate a dried steamed bun from Zao Wou-ki, and Zao Wou-Ki thought he had something to say, so he waited for a long time and listened attentively, but saw that he had patted himself and stood up, and went ashore without saying a word. It wasn't until he walked under the tree and closed his eyes that Zao Wou-Ki woke up from his stunnedness. glanced at the messy deck, and couldn't help but smile: Hey, you will be tricky, I have been working for you for a long time. He was born in an imperial family, and later lived in the rivers and lakes, no one has ever seen him, but he has never seen such a number one person. That Luo Han closed his eyes under the tree to recuperate, but Zao Wou-Ki couldn't help but stare at him for a long time.

In the next seven or eight days, as soon as Luo Han stopped his camel, Zao Wou-Ki also stopped the boat. Fang Fang was ready to eat, and he Brother Luo came, but he still didn't speak, picked up the satisfactory food and left. Zao Wou-Ki was stunned at first, then he felt ridiculous, and when he came down again, he couldn't help but feel a little flattened - he followed him like this, not to follow, but to become a servant who didn't need to spend a penny along the way, but gave what he wanted, cooked and did chores. So at breakfast that day, Zao Wou-Ki deliberately did not berth at the riverside, but stopped five or six zhang away from the center of the river, poked open the small tandoor, lit the pine wood, and the smoke rose, adding to make a small white fish in the river. I thought to myself: what will I do to see you this time?

didn't think that he was just cooking, Luo Han had already walked to the riverside, and Zao Wou-Ki smiled secretly in his heart: "You should be hungry this time, right?" I didn't think that Luo Han looked at Jiang Xin, looked up again, and suddenly jumped up, circled up, and grabbed an old elm tree by the river. The old tree is extremely tall, Luo Han's body is beautiful, such as resisting the wind and swaying upward, this jump is enough to be strange. When he reached the tip of a branch, he reached out and touched the tip. It was a medium-thick branch, Luo Han sank hard, and the branch was bent into a semicircle, and then Luo Han loosened, and the branch rebounded upward, and Luo Han was like a marble on a slingshot, popping out with the branch, and rushing straight to the boat. At this time, it was almost noon, the river was slightly smoky, he stretched out his arms, as if he could glide along the air current, in an instant, obliquely fell into the cabin, Zao Wou-Ki couldn't help but shout 'good' - this Luo Han's light skills are really a family of their own: soaring like a purple swallow, leaping like an ape, Zao Wou-Ki knew that the elm tree was not flexible, Luo Han could use his hand to press it into a half-bend, but constantly, in order to borrow the power of that bullet, this hand is not only light work, but a good internal force; After that, he hovered in the air, and the mastery of his breath required even more ingenuity, although Zao Wou-Ki had seen and heard a lot, but he did not know why; But that Luo Han swayed his wine freely, and in a leap, he had revealed three extremely profound martial arts skills, and Zao Wou-Ki couldn't help but look at it with joy and his eyes were opened. When he came back to his senses, he saw that Luo Han was already sitting on the bow of the boat and added a bowl of soup and ate it slowly. After eating, he sat on the bow of the boat and stopped for a while to eat, then grabbed a bamboo tube on the boat and threw it to the shore, the bamboo tube flew close to the water, Luo Han's body flicked, jumped up, and pointed on the bamboo tube with one foot, a tube flew across, and landed on the shore in an instant, leaving only the bamboo tube more than two feet long trembling and slightly inserted on the shore.

In the future, the old and the young often fought each other like naughty children. It was strange at first, but it became familiar with it after a long time. Although he doesn't speak, he is good for a day, bad for a day, and every day is a little fresh. - When it was good, Zao Wou-Ki rocked the boat to the shore, and Jiayi cooked, he had good craftsmanship and had tasted food, and then Jiayi did it, and he was always able to be ingenious, and this area was the land of fish and rice, the fish in the river, and the dishes on the shore were as fresh as ever; When he was unhappy, Zao Wou-Ki parked the boat in the middle of the river and cooked more carefully, so that the wild vegetables and river fish would be fragrant for ten miles, and his eyes would be cold. Luo Han became the only diner, although he didn't speak when he ate, there was a reaction in his eyes, and he could see whether it was delicious or not. As long as his eyes lit up and he felt that the taste was delicious, Zao Wou-Ki couldn't help but be happy in his heart; But if he doesn't move, and the taste is the same as chewing wax, Zao Wou-Ki will feel as if he has been greatly insulted, and he will feel uncomfortable in his heart, and he will definitely cook the next meal to save this face.

Sometimes, Zao Wou-Ki parked the boat in the middle of the river, and it also stopped farther and farther. But each time it is only half a foot away, not more and not less. He knew that Luo Han's light work was outstanding, and he intended to test his limit. What surprised him was that Luo Han could pounce to a distance of four or five zhang with one pounce, plus he could use his strength to accumulate momentum, change his body shape, and use branches and bamboo forests to strengthen, and he could even pounce seven zhang away! This light skill, as far as Zhao Wouji knows, among the rivers and lakes, except for Sun Feng, the ninth ghost "phantom" on Longhu Mountain, I am afraid that no one can compare. Zao Wou-Ki is fond of martial arts, and he feels interesting when he encounters such a durable person as Luo Han. On that day, he tried to find out that the distance of seven zhang was already Luo Han's limit, and he deliberately moved the boat a little farther away, but it was no longer half a zhang, but only three feet. He was complacent at the bow of the boat, and when Luo Han saw it, he smiled slightly, but he didn't seem to be embarrassed. He still borrowed the power of the branch and jumped out, but after only seven feet, his body was really sunk,—— but he was hunched over, and at this time, his waist was straight, and although the whole person did not move in the air, his hand moved forward a little more than a foot. With this move, his fingers were already on the strings of the boat, but his body was still flat on the water. Good Luo Han! With two fingers forced, the person actually swinged! I saw him rise up and spin three times in the air before falling to the broadside. Zhao Wou-Ki was also dazzled, because Luo Han had done his best to turn over, his breath was inevitably out of tune, the falling momentum was quite heavy, the boat was small and unstable, and he was shocked, although it did not overturn, but he was afraid that the soup on the stove would be spilled. Zao Wou-Ki was reluctant, so he stretched out his hand to Luo Han's armpit, and the two looked at each other and smiled, laughing away all the opinions about making trouble for a sand gull in the morning.

The next day, Zao Wou-Ki moved the boat a few feet further away to see what he could do. Luo Han didn't look at it when the meal was cooked, but patted the camel's head, whispered a few words in its ear, and the camel stood up, waded into the water, and swam in.

But when he saw the camel reach the bow of the boat, he picked up two steamed buns, and swam back. Zao Wou-Ki was stunned, and in his astonishment, the camel had already landed. Luo Han took the steamed bun from its mouth, and it was not too dirty, so he opened his mouth and took a bite - Zao Wou-Ki couldn't help laughing: the young man really ate and slept with the camel, and the second laughed that the camel seemed to really understand human speech. After waiting for a while, Luo Han seemed to have no taste, peeled off a piece of bark, and scratched his nails on it, handed it to the camel's mouth, and still swam in the water.

Zao Wou-Ki took the bark and saw that only two words were hastily drawn on it: "Vegetables"! I couldn't help but laugh. Anyway, the camel's back was wide and thick, so Zao Wou-Ki took two dishes and put them on its back, and it carried them back to the shore.

So free, nearly ten days. Ten days later, the two arrived in front of Ma On Shan.

This piece of land is called Quarry Rock. When the two arrived, it was already night, and the afterglow was like a brocade. Zao Wou-Ki has been fishing for ten years, and it is rare to see such a beautiful scenery, which is really "the sunset and the lonely bird fly together, and the autumn water is the same color as the sky". Looking at the scenery, people feel that they are willing to live in this hometown for the rest of their lives. When he was cooking, Luo Han still came on the boat. The two sat quietly and started eating.

In the past ten days, although Zao Wou-Ki has not forgotten each other's identities, he has felt that the two seem to be friends. He has few friends in his life, but with Luo Han, he seems to have forgotten his age, and he only feels like a friend of the Gull League, and he has no suspicion.

After eating, Luo Han did not move for a while, and Zao Wou-Ki did not panic to clean up. The two looked at the sunset, and the entire river seemed to be crossed to a layer of gold edge.

After a long time, Luo Han suddenly said: "I'm going to cross the river." ”

Zao Wou-Ki was stunned, as if he couldn't react.

Luo Han looked at the sky and the clouds, so bright and gorgeous, but as soon as the sun sank, it immediately belonged to yesterday. And tomorrow, tomorrow night, who knows what kind of clouds will be, and it may turn into a heavy haze. Today, perhaps the last sunset that belongs to them, him and an old man. Ping's encounter was accidental, but Luo Han said: "I want to cross the river." ”

When Zao Wou-Ki heard this second time, he seemed to understand. He also looked at Caixia and didn't speak. He has encountered countless strange encounters in his life, but with such a young man, he sat on a small boat like a boat and fished together, and ate meals for more than ten days, and the flavor was like a legend. But unfortunately all legends are not long-lasting, that young man, unruly, and he himself is also a person in this real society. In this real society, there are not only sunsets, rivers, lonely boats, but also battles that you can't abandon, and there are many calculations and must-do.

He knew what Luo Han meant, and he said that he didn't want to cross the river by himself, but he guessed the purpose of his tracking early on. He has such a camel that knows the nature of water, and it should not be difficult for him to cross the river. Thinking of this, Zao Wou-Ki let out a long sigh.

Sighing is a kind of pause in the heart, Zao Wou-Ki's breath is a long sigh, because at that moment, people's mood is relaxed, they can think about nothing, ask nothing,—— so long that he hopes that he can never think of those fame, fortune, and worldly troubles again.

Then he spoke, "It seems that I have to stop you." The fate of the two of us eating together seems to be over. ”

He gently moved his fingers: "After the southern crossing, counting it, my brother and son have retired for ten or three years. We don't want to retreat, the second emperor hunted in the north, the family and the country were broken, I don't know how we got over in the past twelve years. But Boss Yuan, Boss Yuan pressed us too tightly, and we didn't have a chance. My cousin is a little hotter than me, but even I know the pain in his heart. Every day, the river breeze and fishing fire, fishing and farming, it seems to be hidden, in fact, how can I rest a little heart in my chest to enter the WTO, and I want to do it. In the hearts of our brothers, that fire of anger has never been extinguished. ”

Then, he patted the deck: "Little friend, I have been with you for more than ten days, and I have been traveling together on a camel boat, and I finally tasted some hidden fun." I learned calligraphy when I was a child, and I often practiced calligraphy with famous poems, and I read a lot of poems, but until today, I don't understand what it means to 'learn to observe and understand in the mountains, and Panasonic Qingli folds the dew sunflower'. ”

said with a sigh: "What is it called'wild old man and people are arguing, what is more suspicious about the seagulls'." ”

His words were plain, but they were hard, and they seemed to be sincere. At this time, he looked westward, and one day in the sunset, the way they had come all the way seemed to be far away, and it was light, like a slurry drawn into the water along the way, and after the slurry, there was no trace of the water. Life, the little relaxation and happiness in life are the same, right? Those who come to understand and fold sunflowers in the dew, meet farmers on the road, and buy vegetables for rice; Those jokes that are easy to work on, easy to cook, and funny; and those wild vegetables to fill the meal, the fallen leaves to add to the lightness of the relative have been like a dream. When he woke up from this dream, in reality, he and this young man named Luo Han had to face this battle, and it was impossible not to have a conflict, because Zhao Wouji took care of his Xiao Xiao's white hair in the evening breeze, and his time was running out. 'My day is twilight, so I go against the grain', the husband does not make meritorious deeds in the world, and does not embark on the road to the road, this life, isn't it in vain?

He looked at Luo Han, straightened out his sadness, and said calmly: "People are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves." Jiangnan was originally a pool of stagnant water, but fortunately you came to the east and muddied it with a sword. From my point of view, no matter what, I can't let you just get away with it. ”

"I don't want to have a relationship with you, but I want to trap you for at least seven days, not only me, but I don't know how many people in the entire Jiangnan want to borrow your sword at this time. Seven days later, the overall situation has emerged, and then you can't leave if you want to. ”

Actually, it's not a good thing for you. Wouldn't it be a pity to bury your name in the outside world with your ability? Now is a good opportunity, as long as you seize it, there are many forces at your disposal, and you can not stand out from the crowd. As long as you take the lead in fighting with Boss Yuan, drag him down, and drag down his energy, everyone will have a chance to change Jiangnan. ”

Luo Han said lightly: "What if not? ”

Zhao Wuji said: "That little old man had no choice but to make a move." ”

Luo Han had already stood up, and on his left side, the glow of light lit up the left side of his face. It was a kind of delicate and hard outline, although silent, but the outline seemed to be able to say what he wanted to say: he wanted his own life, not all the involvement and fetters, no power, and no use by others, just listen to him quietly say: "-Fight." ”

Geng Canghuai hurried all the way, and when he came to the quarry rock, it only took two days. The riverside was empty, and when he arrived at the riverside, it was midnight—on the third day of the first month of November, there seemed to be a thin mark hanging in the sky, and it was a month, and those with poor eyesight could hardly see it.

The fine moon is like silk, and there is nothing on the riverside under the moon, no Luo Han, no Zao Wou-ki, Geng Canghuai only sees a boat. The reason why this boat attracted Geng Canghuai's attention was that it was parked alone four feet from the shore, and the utensils on the deck were scattered.

Geng Canghuai shouted, and there was no one on the boat. He jumped onto the boat and saw that the boat had been driven into the mud by a penny nail through the deck, so it had not been swept away for several days. Half of the boat was already in the water. On the deck, the cups and plates are in disarray, and the utensils are all silver, and the craftsmanship is exquisite, which seems to be an old thing in the capital. - It seems that Shi Ran is right, the owner of the ship is only afraid that it is Zao Wou-Ki in the "Clan Bifid".

Geng Canghuai took out a fire fold, twisted it in the wind, and looked at it carefully in the boat. His sharp eyes swept away, and he had already found something, and then he jumped to the shore to take a look. There was a footprint on the shore, imprinted on a piece of hard ground, and a section of the root of the tree had been trampled off—the footprint was quite deep, and it was halfway into the water, Geng Canghuai nodded; He jumped into the boat again, but there was a roof beam missing from the cabin, as if it had been pulled out, the cabin was already submerged, and Geng Canghuai bent down in the water to pick up a cup and a silver plate. The cup has been split in half, and there is a hole in the plate. Geng Canghuai pondered the scene at that time, there seemed to be a battle on this ship, if it was, it must be Zao Wou-Ki who struck first. Because there are cracks on the deck, the cracks are cracked along the original pattern of the plank, Luo Han is not such a shot,—— there is no other such shot, it is clearly Chen Jun's martial arts in exchange for Song Taizu's "Ding Nai True Scripture". It seems that Zao Wou-Ki is trying to force Luo Han to go ashore.

He didn't want to fight, he just wanted to entangle Luo Han.

Luo Han really went ashore, and there was that thin footprint on the shore. As soon as he came ashore, Zao Wou-Ki probably propped up the boat, but Luo Han jumped up, Zao Wou-Ki's boat stretched out four feet, Luo Han had already jumped on, and nailed the boat in the river with a penny, the water in the river was deep, and the penny was less than a foot outside the deck. Then Luo Han took out the sword, Zao Wou-Ki didn't have time to fight back, this is Luo Han's sword intent - suddenly shot, no one could predict, Zao Wou-Ki blocked the cup with a cup, cracked the cup, blocked with a plate, and penetrated the plate, and then Zao Wou-Ki had time to pull out his grandfather from the cabin to raise the army, the world-famous eyebrow long stick!

But what happens after that? Geng Canghuai looked at the grass on the shore, and the two clearly did not go ashore. But there was no trace on the ship, where did these two go? Geng Canghuai was puzzled and a little anxious. He didn't know why he was anxious, except that Boss Yuan asked him to bring a letter to Luo Han, he should have nothing to do with this matter. Even if he owes Luo Han a favor in Trapped Maji, but he blames him and is pestered by Tiqi for nearly two months, it should be leveled, but Geng Canghuai still can't help but care about Luo Han.

He wasn't worried about his martial arts, but when dealing with old foxes like Zao Wou-ki, sometimes, martial arts alone was far from enough.

He raised his head and remembered Shi Ran's words after he walked out of the mountain gate that day: "You must find Luo Han, and he must also come forward." In the past ten years, no one has been able to shake Ti Qi in the slightest. Now, how many people does he know are taking advantage of the situation? Even among our seven horses, the flying horse has been injured, the iron horse has been lost, and the hussar Lu Lingge has no news, it is estimated that the Wen family took advantage of the situation, and their people are not good. Boss Yuan is already angry, he is a sword, and he will leave when he is done, hey, how can you quell this Jiangnan rebellion if you don't kill him? ”

Suddenly, Geng Canghuai heard a hump roar, long and loud, such a quiet night, trembling when he heard it. Geng Canghuai shook up, and the sound was like Luo Han's camel. He jumped up, searched for it, went straight along the river for four or five miles, only to see the river flow turn suddenly, and suddenly a mountain appeared in front of him, and the mountain was sideways, forcing the river to turn to the left, and the two waters under the mountain were divided, leaving a shallow sandy beach. The camel was screaming on the sandbank, with a grassy coat and a steep skeleton, and it was the one that Luo Han was riding, but he couldn't see where his master was. I saw that the camel bowed its head and sniffed the river water, and then it neighed in the sky, and the voice was mournful, Geng Canghuai's heart was quiet: Where did Luo Han go, and where did Zao Wou-Ki go?

With Luo Han's sword lonely, Zao Wou-Ki is unsure that he won't make a move, so how can he be confident that he can trap Luo Han?

In fact, Geng Canghuai expected most of it. On that day, after Zao Wou-Ki pulled out the Qi Mei stick, he and Luo Han stayed still, one at the bow and the other at the stern. Zhao Wouji didn't want to take Luo Han's sword alone, and said with a smile for a while: "If you have the ability, you can chase me into the water, but the little old man can soak in the water for four days and four nights without eating!" Anyway, I don't want to win against you, I'm not Boss Yuan, he is your task, I just want to entangle you, if you can't cross the river, stay and talk about it first. ”

As he spoke, he laughed, jumped into the water with a stick.

Luo Han was stunned, he didn't think that this old man would use this trick, he was a scoundrel. Although he is highly skilled and bold, but more than ten days of communication, it is known that this Zao Wou-Ki must be a master, he came to the south this time, and the people he met, except for Geng Canghuai, talked about martial arts cultivation, and he was afraid that he would be the leader. With him in the water, he is like riding a camel across the river - he is upside down, the camel is his beloved thing, and he can't let that Zao Wou-Ki be hurt.

He muttered for a while, and was about to retreat to the shore, but Zao Wou-Ki jumped out of the water and said, "Little Brother Luo, I know that you are from the desert, and you are a foreigner, but I am afraid that I have never seen so much water since I was a child." How? Don't dare to come down? ”

Luo Han knew that he was agitated, sneered, after all, he was juvenile, and sneered: "Where are I afraid of you in the water war?" As he spoke, he took a long breath, paused his feet, and jumped up gently, like an empty flower phantom, burrowing into the water, without a sound. Before entering the water, he had beckoned the camels to cross the river alone, and he wanted to protect them in the water.

Luo Han opened his eyes as soon as he entered the water, and then he felt bad, there seemed to be some irritating medicine in the water, stinging his eyes, he only closed it, but he could see where Zao Wou-Ki was. I saw that after he entered the water, he was running on the water. Luo Han straightened his waist, stepped on his feet, and rushed to the heart of the river, and he was two feet away, he knew that Zao Wou-Ki would follow, the river flowed, and the medicine could not last, he was not afraid of Zao Wou-ki, and within a few strokes he swam to a place where the river water was clear, and only then did he open his eyes again, and he saw the four hooves of his camel swaying not far away.

At this time, he saw that Zao Wou-Ki also swam to a place only three feet away from him, and the two of them were immersed in the water, refusing to come out of the water. Zao Wou-Ki grinned at him, and kept gesturing at Luo Han with both hands. Luo Han didn't know why, but he saw that Zao Wou-Ki had sunk down, sitting cross-legged on the sand under the water. He folded his feet, thrust his eyebrow stick to the bottom of the river, stretched out his finger on the sand and wrote, "Sit." ”

You must know that the water of the Yangtze River is already turbulent, and with the buoyancy of the water, it is really difficult to sit at the bottom of the river so casually. Luo Han snorted, knowing that Zao Wou-Ki wanted to compare his static strength with himself, he also sank to the bottom and sat by himself, but his sitting posture was different from Zao Wou-ki, not cross-kneeled, but one knee flat, one knee upright, Zao Wou-Ki was stunned, knowing that Luo Han was not practicing qi all the way.

I saw him stretch out another finger and paddle on the sand in the water: "How about we compete and compete with the breath?" Let's see who can't help it than who. The elder wins, see who can't help but float to the surface of the river first. ”

Luo Han knew that in fact, the most difficult thing about Zao Wouji's hand was not the underwater meditation, but the words he wrote on the beach at the bottom of the river. The sand at the bottom of the river is always as smooth as a mirror, and it is indeed extraordinary to write on the sand in this water flow and let people see the handwriting. You have to practice hard for decades of innate true qi to do it. In fact, Zao Wou-ki's entry into the water was also calculated in advance. He knew that Luo Han's martial arts path was close to that of Qingjun, and on the shore, except for Boss Yuan, he didn't know how many people could block his sword. At that time, Nanchang Tengwang Pavilion, Luo Han was only fourteen years old, and he had watched the battle between him and the nine surnames of the river boat in the boat outside the pavilion, and that battle has been in the more than 100 battles of the Jianghu masters witnessed by Zao Wou-ki, and it is also worthy of the word "view". But in the water is very different, with the 'lightness' of Luo Han's body method, it is only afraid that it is difficult to settle in the water, and the "handsome" of his sword momentum, with the resistance of the water, it is difficult to be heroic; As for the "partial" way, it is a strange move in the sword, but the flow of the river and the rapid change drive the sword edge, between the ups and downs, I am afraid that the difference is only a millimeter, and it will go thousands of miles; And when it comes to "disease", with the hindrance of this water, it will be greatly discounted.

And he himself has been diligent in cultivating "Ding Naigong" since he was a child. This internal skill Song Taizu is called 'a product of the dynasty', and it is regarded as a treasure of the clan, which is naturally not trivial. This qigong comes from Taoism. Back then, Chen Kuan's ancestor used this skill to secretly decide, and seven out of three hundred and ten sentences were exchanged for one Huashan of Emperor Taizu. This kung fu seeks its importance on the outside, and the inside is empty, and its purpose is attributed to the four words "goodness is like water". These four characters originated from Lao Tzu's "Tao Te Ching", and only these four characters appeared back and forth more than 30 times in the Ding Naigong Song Duel. Zao Wou-ki's set of kung fu is quite hard to cultivate, and he thinks about it in private, and Chen Kuan's set of kung fu and Taizu are by no means as simple as just changing a Huashan, but I am afraid that martial arts are used as advice: goodness is like water, and the army is planning - it is also related to the great principle of governing the country and leveling the world. The so-called immediate victory of the world cannot be ruled immediately.

Zhao Wouji's move to deal with Luo Han can really be described as "blunt and unruly to block the enemy", which is in line with the main purpose of Taoist martial arts.

I saw that Zao Wou-Ki was writing with his finger again at this time, and said with a smile: "Do you dare?" ”

But seeing Luo Han's eyebrows raised, he couldn't speak in the water, and his internal strength cultivation was not Zhao Wouji's pure and abundant journey, it was difficult to write on the sand at the bottom of the river, but he suddenly took out his sword. He didn't use his sword to write on the sand, but stretched out his arm and swung it in the water, and with the momentum of his sword, the tip of his sword rippled with fine water lines, and when he looked closely, it was also a word, but it was- "Compare." ”

Zao Wou-Ki smiled, took a breath, his eyes drooped slightly, his eyes looked at his nose, nose, mouth, and heart, and he actually sat up, as if he was going to sit under the water for a year. His internal strength is based on the innate true qi of the Taoist Purple Mansion. Taoist Kung Fu originally regarded itself as a universe, and the breath in it was far from unconventional. To the extreme, every pore of the skin can be exchanged with the outside world. I saw that Zao Wou-Ki sat down, the belt around his waist was automatically loosened in the water, and his clothes were also floating in the water, looking loose and comfortable. His eyebrows gradually opened up with the breath of Qiyu, his face smiling, his skin slackened, and he soon entered the state of being comfortable. Looking closely around his skin, there seemed to be extremely subtle bubbles that were almost invisible to the naked eye. He was originally ordinary-looking, and he was dressed as a fisherman. But when the work went to the depths, I saw the bottom of the river, in the faint light, Zao Wouji's eyebrows fluttered, his clothes were smooth, and his shape and momentum loomed in the style of a grandmaster.

Luo Han looked at him curiously. His own breath is also extremely long, and he has practiced hard in Qinghai Lake for three winters, and his skin has cracked for a while. But in the end, it can't compare to Zao Wou-ki's Taoist qi cultivation work that has been precipitated for more than a thousand years. Gradually, after a cup of tea, Zao Wou-ki's breath became more and more comfortable, and he saw him stretch out his hand and scratch on the sand: "There is nothing to do, and wait for me to practice calligraphy." ”

After a pause, he wrote: "The predecessors were empty and aggressive, but today I am aggressive in the water, and I don't know who is more elegant." ”

He was so upset that he had the heart to tell jokes. Then, he waved his big sleeves, and sure enough, he swayed in the water, horizontal and vertical, and really wrote the words, but the pen was the Eastern Jin Dynasty Wang Xun (is the king next to the word plus a word, can not be typed) of the "Bo Yuan Post", its pen meaning of indulgence, posture of hearty, although Luo Han does not understand, but also feels.

At first, Luo Han only thought that he was really writing, and after a while, he felt that the water flow around him had changed. The faster Zao Wou-Ki wrote, the faster the water flowed around Luo Han. This technique of drying up the breath with the flow of water is completely Taoist. Then Zao Wou-ki's subordinates suddenly slowed down, and they actually learned Tang Xiaokai again, charming and upright, stroke by stroke, meticulous. His Ding Nai's skills from the water practice, in order to experience the essence of the four words of "good as water", and his calligraphy is also his practice when the heart of the hand, written later, Zao Wou-Ki is like a crystal speaker, fluttering fairy, not a person in the world. Luo Han's face turned red, and he seemed to be unable to hold back his breath, and finally spit it out.

Seeing Luo Han exhale a long breath of foam, Zao Wou-ki couldn't help but be overjoyed, and was about to write "You lost" on the sand, but saw Luo Han's face calm down after exhaling, opened his mouth and took a mouthful of water, spit it out for a long time, and then took another sip of water, and spit it out again. With both hands on one knee, he acted as if nothing had happened. Zao Wou-Ki was stunned - he only heard that the people of Daur in the far north are good at the art of water ventilation in order to fish in the North Sea in winter, and this young man seems to be that kind of strange technique, but I don't know where he learned it?

I saw that Luo Han had already put away his sword, stretched out a finger and paddled in the water: "Such a comparison, we don't know which year and month we want to compare?" ”

Zhao Wou-Ki just wanted to hold him back, so he didn't care about the length of time, and stretched out his hand to write: "Good friends are rare, and it is rare for a little old man to get you this old friend, and sitting quietly under the water is far better than working in the sea of dust." I'm old, I don't have many days left, I'm not in a hurry, what are you anxious about? ”

Both of them are paddling. Luo Han wrote until the last stroke, and Zao Wou-Ki felt a wave of water surging towards his eyebrows. Luo Han used his fingers as a sword, not in words, but in sword intent.

Zao Wou-Ki opened his mouth to laugh, but when he opened his mouth, he found that he was in the water, and he could only make two "cooing" sounds in his throat to show that he laughed. crossed the word "haha" with his left palm to resolve the move that Luo Han attacked.

I saw Luo Han write again: "Why do you have to keep me? ”

Zao Wou-Ki was stunned, but Luo Han's pen and pen were like swords, and they came one after another, not allowing him to hesitate. He also wrote with his palm and replied: "Because I want to watch you fight with Boss Yuan." ”

"It's not just me, Jiangnan Wulin, I don't know how many people are waiting for this battle."

Luo Han stopped talking, just pointing or pointing, and attacked with one move. Zao Wou-Ki continued to use his palm as a pen to set up his move to move Senran, but with his left hand he wrote on the sand: "Do you know how many grievances Boss Yuan has had in Jiangnan Wuda? ”

Luo Han stretched out his fingers and stabbed coldly, and wrote casually: "What does that have to do with me? ”

He groaned: "What do you have to do with it?" ”

Zhao Wuji was stunned, but he seemed to be angry at this question: "But if he is there, he will protect the faint monarch and the treacherous appearance, and he will never welcome the second saint back!" ”

The two saints he said are also his uncle and brother - Huiqin Erzong.

Luo Leng sneered and said, "I'm afraid that the second saint is dead." ”

Zao Wou-Ki's chest froze, and although he was in the water, two lines of hot tears still rolled down. Drawing words with his palm, he was sad and angry at this time, and the force in his palm was carried out, and the water hissed: "Then we should also welcome their bones back." ”

Luo coldly said: "How many poor people have thrown their corpses in the wilderness, no one answers, what is the use of such a second saint, and what if you don't welcome it?" ”

Zao Wou-Ki wrote: "But they are emperors. ”

Luo Han wrote: "Two faint gentlemen. ”

Zao Wou-Ki was furious, and he wanted to chop Luo Han to death with one palm. But thinking about what he said is also good, he usually only says that he is treacherous and misleading the country, but the country is only afraid that it is in the hands of his surname Zhao, and two lines of tears suddenly flowed in his eyes, and he slowly wrote: "But one of them is my uncle and the other is a cousin." ”

After a pause, "They are also literary and elegant people, and the two arts of calligraphy and painting are the best for a while, and the Xuanhe Painting Institute has been resounding so far." ”

I saw Luo Hanshu say: "The outline of flowers and stones, the world is tired, and the body is dead in a foreign land, and it should be." ”

Zao Wou-Ki couldn't help but say angrily: "You are a foreign boy, what do you know!" Luo Han was no longer reluctant to entangle him, the more the two of them talked, the more angry they became, the anger grew, the sword intent under Luo Han became more and more sick, and Zhao Wouji could no longer resist his sword intent with a single palm. Gradually, with both palms, he gained the upper hand in a while, Luo Han felt that he couldn't catch him between his fingers, turned the head of the sword upside down, stroked back with the hilt of the sword, and regained the upper hand. I saw that Zhao Wuji suddenly stretched out his hand, pulled out the long stick with eyebrows next to him, and at the bottom of the river in the heart of the river, regardless of the resistance, swept away the thousands of troops and struck forward.

As soon as the water surged, Luo Han retreated, he really didn't expect that Zao Wou-Ki could still play a stick under the water. But the retreat is still the river, blocked by the momentum of the river, there is still a water wave in Luo Han's chest, Luo Han can't help coughing, his right hand shook, the sword has turned around, splitting the stream, breaking the momentum. The two were at the bottom of the river, swords and sticks, and they fought. They had been sitting quietly, and their breath was still smooth, but with this move, the blood flow accelerated, and their chests were gradually bulging. At that time, several sails were racing on the river, and the fishermen returned late, but who knew that in the middle of the river at the bottom of their boat, there was an old man and a young man in the undercurrent and sinking sand, fighting back and forth?

Zao Wou-Ki got up with a stick, often mud and sand fell, driving the water flow is also large, the people on the river only feel that the bottom of the boat is different, quite uncalm, as if there is some big fish rolling, how do you know that it is a clan master, a young man outside the plug is fighting under the water? Luo Han stabbed with a light sword, and followed the flow, but he was not too weak on the shore. Zao Wou-Ki withdrew with a stick, and the water and sand changed color, which increased the prestige he had never had on the shore.

Zao Wou-Ki had already fully estimated that he might not be able to deal with this young man, but it was only at this point that he knew that it was so tricky. He is happy and worried, happy that Boss Yuan is in trouble now, but he is worried that he will not be able to pester him. He originally wanted to lead Luo Han to fight underwater, thinking that he was too long to attack the enemy and short, but he didn't think that he would force himself to use a Qi Mei stick. Stick in the water, over the river and the sea, although the momentum is amazing, but it is difficult to last, for a long time, how can it be as light as Luo Han's sword?

Zhao Wuji was regretting it in his heart, and suddenly saw Luo Han's attack, which was quite similar to Qingcheng's swordsmanship's move "Flying Immortals from the Sky". Zhao Wou-Ki exhaled violently, and made a move "Qi Mei case", holding the tail of the stick with one hand and the head of the stick with the other, blocking it flatly. His Qi Mei stick was originally the treasure of the Great Interior, the imperial system of Taizu, and it was very tough, he blocked this move, and broke the stick with both hands. At this time, the "Qi Mei Stick" was bent into a bow shape by him. Then his defensive position "Qi Mei case" has become "arrow shooting the sky ruthlessly,——", an old man who seems to be wrapped in decay in the bottom of the Yangtze River in winter and October, the front foot arch, the back foot kick, the left hand is like holding Mount Tai, the right hand is like holding a baby, exhaling and opening the sound, actually using the stick as the bow and the water as the arrow, shooting towards Luo Han!

As soon as his hand was released, it was like the release of a bowstring, and this time he shot not an arrow, but a stream of water, a stream of qi. Luo Han only felt a strong surge, which was a fierce move that he had never seen in his life, and he was busy paddling with one hand and retreating again and again. But Zao Wou-Ki has done his best in this move, not to mention that he shot with anger, his speed is like a surge, his momentum is like a collapse, Luo Han can't retreat, he gritted his teeth, the sword was under him, and he jerked it violently, the sword was unsheathed, but he pumped it very hard. When he drew the sword, he slashed it with all his might. If he has always been in the middle of the split, and the sword is light and heavy, he is only afraid of being injured on the spot. But the purpose of Luo Han's Nine Illusory Illusory Arcs is to use the strength of a sword to avoid reality and make it virtual. - I saw that Luo Han was good, and his body only had time to obliquely dodge, but the sword in his hand split the surging water wave into nine and split it from the side. This split is like going up the waves and making the tide of the Qiantang, but in fact it is to avoid the facts, guide its potential, side its force, and take advantage of its emptiness. The water wave was divided into one percent and eighty percent respectively by his sword, and split into two, only one percent hit Luo Han's chest, and the remaining ninety percent surged straight towards the river.

Although it was only one percent of Luo Han, Luo Han still felt a pain in all the veins of his limbs, and then, a heat and a numbness; Zao Wou-Ki was no better, as soon as he came out with all his strength, the breath in his body was already chaotic, and he took a sip of water in his mouth, and his five organs were like twists. But the most surprising thing is the river, the water that was led by Luo Han burst violently on the river, and the power of Zao Wouji's decades of penance "Ding Naigong" is like water into an oil pot, and it is not trivial. There was a small fishing boat on the river, and at the tail of the boat was a man in his thirties, and a little girl was sitting in the boat, who was sitting and fishing, and the one behind him thought it was her father, who was rocking the oars. The little girl suddenly saw a camel on the water, and she couldn't help but be very curious. She didn't recognize this thing, and there was a saying in the land south of the Yangtze River that "seeing a camel and thinking it was a horse's swollen back", laughing at people's lack of knowledge, the little girl was so curious at this time, called her father, and stretched out her little hand to reach the camel.

Who would have thought that at this moment a water ball suddenly surged between the boat and the camel, and this water ball came with such a strange momentum and speed that not only the little girl was shocked, but her father was also stupid, and then he felt that the boat shook violently, and the camel also wailed, and they were all hit hard. And that's not all, and then the water balloon exploded violently, like a silver mountain falling down, and a snowfall collapsing; It is like the first battle of 90,000 heavenly soldiers, awakening a million jade dragons; It's like a dream in the crystal palace, stirring and shattering Qiong in the air. The white horse is scurrying, the feather is colorful, fortunately, the road is not aimed at the human camel, most of them are still biased towards the camel, the camel screamed, so heavy, the body of five or six hundred catties could not help but swell, even the head with the brain into the bottom of the water, unable to get up for a while, thinking about being injured. The little girl was leaning against the side of the boat, the boat was small, and the center of gravity was unstable, how could she help this? Stimulated by the force, it flipped violently! The little girl screamed and fell overboard, and her father was also swept up by the boat, first knocked unconscious by his own pulp, and then caught in the bottom of the boat. The little girl could only cry, "Daddy, daddy." The big change came suddenly, she choked a few mouthfuls of water in a row, and she was groggy and about to sink.

Luo Han saw a flash of the flower cloth shirt under the water, and then saw that the water surface was messy, and he felt bad. Ignoring the pain in his chest, his feet were straightened, and he was already near the river, and he first saw the man who was detained at the bottom of the boat, grabbed him by the belt, and pulled it out with his hand, and then he came out of the water and saw the little girl. The little girl was only four or five feet away from him, and he took his sword, and with a stroke of his arm, he was already beside her, and the little girl was still crying with her eyes closed, "Daddy, Daddy." ”

Luo Han stretched out his hand to hug her, pursed his lips and howled, the camel had resurfaced on the water, but he was panting, and when he heard the sound, he swam towards him. When Luo Han saw that the camel was slow, he knew that he was also injured, so he couldn't help but be even more angry, and put the man on the camel's back. The little girl suffered a little internal force, her breath was disordered, and she fainted. Luo Han looked at her face, and only used his lips to save the girl. He didn't have time to go ashore for a moment, so he had to give first aid in the water, and all three of them drifted downstream. After a moment, the little girl woke up, and when she opened her eyes, she saw a very handsome face of light brown, dressed in black, and the sun had set in the sky. The little girl felt like a dream, Luo Han smiled at her, didn't want her to wake up immediately, asked her to fall asleep so that she could settle down, and at the same time didn't want her to see herself clearly, so he lit her sleeping hole, put her on the camel's back, patted the camel's head, and told the camel to carry their father and daughter ashore.

The camel swam obediently to the shore. As soon as Luo Han turned around, he saw that Zao Wou-Ki also came to the surface to ventilate, Luo Han couldn't help but say angrily: "You hurt the innocent and hurt my camel, what are you going to do?" ”

Zhao Wuji had calmed down again, and said with a smile: "There are too many boats on the river here, and the little old man has used too much force and injured the innocent, so you are not embarrassed." Little Brother Luo, you have a kind, dare to compete with me in a no-man's land. When the time comes, I will lose, call your camel and call grandpa, if you are trapped by me, you must promise me three things. ”

Before Luo Han could answer him, he didn't wait for a reply, and swam downstream.

Luo Han saw that the camel had sent the father and daughter to the shore, raised his eyebrows, and tracked down the water.

After a moment, the little girl woke up, and when she woke up, the last trace of red had faded from the sky. She opened her eyes blankly, and saw that her father was still lying unconscious, and there was a snorting, wet camel next to her. She was dizzy in her head, and she couldn't help but feel dizzy again—she really didn't know whether this situation, this scene, the afterglow, the riverbank, including the face she saw in the water just now, whether it was true or illusory, or whether she was still in a dream.