The next day, after Qiao's family affairs, Yunfei and Hengshan sent everyone to get up and say goodbye, Old Man Qiao wanted to stay for a few days, but seeing that everyone was desperate, and he excused himself to have something to do, he didn't force it, he wanted to send something to express his gratitude, but they were all too polite to be dismissed by Dingyi, and only gave Yunfei a BMW.

Qiao Xi and Qiao Ling's brothers and sisters sent each other for three miles, and when they separated, Qiao Xi said: "If you are sent in the future, the Qiao family will definitely help them." Then he rode his horse and turned away,

After traveling for a few miles, when Yunfei and the Hengshan faction parted ways, Yunfei saluted Dingyi Shitai and rode away.

After bidding farewell to everyone, Yunfei went all the way south, and the matter of sending the letter lasted two months, spanning Hunan, Henan, Shanxi, and Shaanxi provinces, and finally succeeded.

After a few days of travel, I went to the bank of the Yellow River, looked for a restaurant, wanted to taste the famous Yellow River carp, and then took a boat south.

It's just that there are many restaurants on the banks of the Yellow River, and Yunfei has entered several restaurants in a row, but they haven't been sold, or it's not time to buy them, no matter how Yunfei raises the price, he won't sell one.

Yun Fei thought about it in his heart, looked around, and saw a down-and-out scholar in his forties lying lying under a big willow tree, his burnt yellow skin, a rosacea, and a few sparse short whiskers, holding a pu fan in one hand and a broken wine jug in the other. Yun Fei was secretly surprised, but he didn't know that he was the ancestor of the Yellow River Ancestor, the Demon Sect Holy Aunt Ren Yingying's subordinate.

Yun Fei stepped forward and said, "This old man, the younger generation is polite. ”

This ancestor Qianqiu raised his eyes and glanced at Yun Fei, and said, "What are you looking for me, little brother?" ”

Yun Fei said: "The kid first came here, and I wanted to ask about the delicious fish in the restaurant here. ”

When Zu Qianqiu heard this, his originally godless eyes lit up, looked Yun Fei up and down, and said: "Little brother, you are asking the right person, if you want to say which restaurant makes the Yellow River drunken fish delicious, I know best." ”

Yunfei said: "I'm still bothering the old man to tell me." ”

Zu Qianqiu raised the broken wine gourd in his hand, stared at the wine gourd that Yun Fei was carrying around his waist, and smiled at Yun Fei, Yun Fei said: "Uncle is a person who loves wine. He was not stingy, so he took off the wine gourd on his waist and handed it over.

Zu Qianqiu stretched out his hand to take it, held it with both hands, sniffed it vigorously and said: "Good wine, good wine, this Fenjiu that has been aged for 70 years, where did the little brother come from." With that, he took a few sips and drank it cleanly.

He said: "Since I have drunk your son's good wine, I can't be stingy, so I invite you to eat fish soup to express my gratitude." Then he got up and walked towards a dilapidated fisherman's house.

said: "The kid is not the ancestor, I am stingy, don't underestimate his family business, all the fish soup made by restaurants on the bank of the Yellow River should be the most delicious in this family." ”

Yunfei followed him and entered the fisherman's house, but the fisherman's house was not big, and there was only one wine table placed in it, and Zu Qianqiu shouted in his mouth: "Cook, cook, hurry up and make a fish soup for my ancestor, and I want to treat you." ”

Another person from the fisherman came in, his skin was scorched and chapped, and he grinned and said, "Ancestor, wait a minute, I'll be here soon." ”

Zu Qianqiu shouted again: "Take out the good wine you have been hiding for a long time, and give it to Old Ancestor." ”

The cook nodded yes, and after a while, a pot of fresh fish soup was served, along with a pot of good wine.

Yun Fei couldn't bear it for a long time, and ate it with chopsticks, it was really delicious, and Yun Fei couldn't stop praising it.

Seeing this, the ancestor smiled and said, "Boy, do you dare to taste this wine?" ”

Yun Fei replied with a smile: "Why don't you dare." He raised his head and drank the wine in the bowl and drank it quickly.

Zu Qianqiu shook his head and said, "Sure enough, it's a man, a young hero......

Yun Fei smiled and didn't answer, just caring about the food in front of him, as if he had been hungry for a few days.

After eating and drinking enough wine and food, Yun Fei got up to say goodbye and boarded the boat.

Only the ancestor Qianqiu of the fisherman's family was left and secretly guessed: "I don't know who the disciple of the Dao is in the family." ”

Yun Fei boarded a passenger ship moored in the port, it was already dusk, the sailors and boatmen who were dressed were shouting and shouting what to do, after Yun Fei bought a first-class warehouse, he was on a passenger ship, and he had already set off.

The clouds flew to the bow sampan, looking at the beautiful scenery of the Yellow River, and the heart was full of emotion. I can't help but say in poetry:

Dispatch Kunlun five-color stream, all the way through Zhongzhou, blowing sand and waves for thousands of miles, turning to the side of the house LV nowhere to ask. The beauty of the Yellow River is nothing more than that. ”

At this time, someone behind him suddenly said: "Xiaoyou is also a reader? ”

When Yun Fei heard this, he looked back and saw a middle-aged man, wearing a cyan robe, thin-soled boots, and a long sword with a belt around his waist.

Yun Fei replied: "Where can you be considered a scholar, just turn over a few chapters of poetry. ”

The man looked at Yun Fei's appearance, but also said secretly: "What a young man." ”

He said happily in his heart: "Where is the little brother, he is not a local when he listens to the accent." ”

Yunfei said: "The kid's family lives in Hunan, and he came here this time to deal with some trivial matters at home. ”

The man sighed and chatted with Yun Fei for a while, and at this time, a cardamom girl came up, wrapped in a pale pink dress, with red lips and white teeth, eyes like water, skin like clotted fat, and snow white like jade, Yun Fei couldn't help but secretly say: "What a beautiful embryo." ”

The girl stepped forward and took the middle-aged man's hand and said, "My mother asked me to call my father, saying that dinner has been prepared." ”

After that, he glanced at Yun Fei vividly.

The middle-aged man's face was full of spoiling, and after picking up the girl, he refuted and turned to leave. Only Yunfei was left alone on the top of the boat.

After a while, Yun Fei felt hungry and thirsty, and then returned to the cabin.

On an early summer night, when there was no coolness at night, the clouds flew out of the cabin, carrying a pot of sake and sitting on the plywood, looking at the deep night sky.

At this time, there was silence between heaven and earth, and there were several sounds of water waves on the river.

Suddenly, Yun Fei heard a slight movement, as if it was a crashing sound, and Yun Fei's originally hazy eyes immediately came to light. Staring, there seems to be a black shadow turning on the boat.

Yun Fei tightened the long sword at his waist and lay still on the deck, he didn't know who sent these people and why they came. Could it be that his whereabouts have been detected again, and the people of the Demon Sect have come to seek revenge again?

Yun Fei was thinking about it, when he heard a pop, it seemed that someone had fallen into the water, and then there was an exclamation, but the sound was halfway through, and he lost his voice, obviously killed by a hidden weapon.

But after all, it woke up the person who put it on, and someone exclaimed: "There are water thieves on board, and there are water thieves on board." "Put it on and make a fuss about it.

The owner of the boat shouted loudly: "Dare to ask which road it is a friend, leave a name, this is the boat of the ancestor of the Yellow River." ”

But except for the shouts of the passengers, no one answered, these black shadows, well-trained, with fierce knives in their hands, never survived.

The sailors on the passenger ship resisted, but they were no match for the other side, and a massacre began at night.

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