Chapter 82: The smoke and rain in Jiangnan are sad
With a feeling of anxiety, Chen Yi put on a bamboo dragonfly and chased after him in the direction where Lu Lin rode away.
After all, he is running, even if he has four legs, he can't outrun with flying.
It didn't take long for him to spot the kid.
But he found that the kid was walking really slowly.
The main reason is that this ancient traffic is really not blown, not to mention whether the road is good or not, it is really not a few roads that cannot be seen.
Lu Lin could only ride a horse, going around and around, making Chen Yi dizzy in the sky.
He found a county town in the sky and simply stopped following it.
Anyway, although Lu Lin is Qin Mo's own brother, it has nothing to do with the overall situation, he is just a small person, and he can't control the development of the situation at all.
Chen Yi just met such a "familiar" person and wanted to follow along.
After stopping following Lu Lin, Chen Yi landed directly in a remote corner of the county.
This county finally gave him a bit of the feeling of a water town in the south of the Yangtze River.
The white walls and green tiles, the river is like blue.
Oil-paper umbrellas and canopy boats under the mist and rain.
The shops and stalls in the streets and alleys are full of wine and tea.
There are high rollers upstairs cooking wine and talking,
There are scholars in the river waving lyrically,
There is a beautiful woman who is graceful and tingting, with a waist like a fine willow and a fragrant breeze like spring.
Even the peddlers and pawns who walk the streets and alleys sell most of the pen and ink calligraphy and paintings in their hands, and what they say in their mouths is also elegant and elegant.
Everywhere is poetic.
"It's said that Jiangnan literary style is at its peak, which is a bit too exaggerated......"
Chen Yi walked on the stone road near the river, looking around with curiosity on his face.
Because of the broken book, he had long had a preconceived idea that this world was a martial arts forest full of swords and swords.
But I didn't expect to see such a style of painting.
I didn't notice that he was looking at people, and people were looking at him.
A white-clothed monk walking on a white stone road with a jasper-like river on the side has already attracted the attention of many people.
It's just because this monk is too handsome, and he has a dusty aura, like a bright moon surrounded by smoke clouds, dazzling, but incompatible with the world.
I don't know how many beautiful women, when they saw this monk, they blushed with shame, and they covered their faces with their sleeves, and they couldn't bear to be funny, and sometimes a slit appeared between their fingers and peeked at it.
The girl is ashamed, and the years are worry-free.
But I don't know how many scholars and talents I am worried about.
Straight for lovesickness and white-headed.
Jiangnan is a beautiful person, this is a good thing to say.
At least Chen Yi has seen many beautiful women along the way.
That's really a natural beauty and good color, and it's also alluring without powder.
Chen couldn't help but feel a little melancholy.
If the era he lived in was like this, he wouldn't have been single for twenty-one years......
It's not his fault, it's all the world's fault......
Well, it's too late......
Alas......
He could only sigh and keep his eyes open.
The red dust is rolling, and there is poison everywhere......
Jiangnan smoke and rain is the most sticky.
When he arrived in this water town, even Chen Yi himself felt sentimental.
I almost forgot, what did he want to do?
Oh, remembered.
He came to inquire about the affairs of the rivers and lakes, and by the way, he scanned and listened, which sect and sect of martial arts on the rivers and lakes are more famous, especially light skills.
He's going to have to fool ...... No, I'll have to ask for a few doors.
Damn the precepts, if there were no such pits, he would be happy to take revenge and go directly to "take".
Why do you need to be so troublesome?
As for the mission?
According to the plot development of the broken book, Qin Demon and Golden Snake Langjun will go on a killing spree in a martial arts conference that gathers most of the families of the Jianghu sects.
The killing is that people are turned upside down, the world is turned upside down, the sky is dark, and the blood is drifting......
Kill so that no one can kill, and then they love each other and kill each other......
If you want to stop the killing of one qin and one sword, that big war must be stopped.
The two missions, most likely, should be in this big war.
Before that, the dart sent by Lu Lin, the so-called "Heavenly Demon Qin", had to fly for a while.
This dart is going to be sent to Suzhou and Hangzhou, and according to Lu Lin's kid's speed, it would be good to be able to get to the place within two months.
It's just that......
The painting style of this county, how to look at it, how to go with what rivers and lakes martial arts.
Where to ask?
Chen Yi stood by the river, dazed......
"The monk!"
Chen Yi heard someone calling him behind him, and it seemed that there were no other monks around.
When I turned around, I saw that it was a pretty girl.
Although she is dressed as a Jiangnan woman, she does not have the Wenxiu of a Jiangnan woman, but has a kind of wildness.
Listening to her accent, it is not Wu Nong's soft language, but it is like the accent of Yunnan and Guizhou.
"The female benefactor is calling the little monk?"
"Why are you a dumbfounded, monk? Is there a second monk besides you? Also, I'm not called a female donor, my name is Xiaoyu! ”
The girl crossed her waist, spoke in a thick accent, and chattered with a small mouth.
The voice is nice to listen to, and the appearance is quite cute and cute, but it is spicy enough.
“……”
It's clear that you don't know the etiquette.
Chen Yi sneered.
"Okay, don't be in a daze, our young lady wants to see you, you go with me."
"Who is your young lady? Why do you want to meet the little monk? ”
Of course Chen Yi won't be so obedient, can't you tell me to go, I'll go, isn't that shameless?
At least one, two, and three times, and it is reasonable for me to go with you without embarrassment.
"What are you doing so much nonsense as a monk? Hurry up and get out of me. ”
“…… Where to go? ”
Although this girl who doesn't seem to have a good brain speaks very arrogantly, why does Chen Yi listen to it and laugh?
"It's over there."
The girl's green fingers pointed to the surface of the river.
Chen Yishun looked, there was a river island there.
There is a winding covered bridge that runs from the embankment to there.
There is also a pavilion on the continent.
Chen Yi noticed it just now.
"Hurry up and sprinkle~"
The girl stomped her foot and urged again.
Could it be that she is a female goblin who covets this handsome again?
This was Chen Yi's first reaction.
Then I touched my scalp and walked away with the girl.
Just go, afraid of you?
The little monk wants to see who the monster is.
The girl was very dissatisfied with the monk's delay in following her for so long, pouted and walked briskly in front of the mouth that could lift the oil bottle.
Chen Yi followed slowly, walking across the winding covered bridge.
The pavilion was in sight.
This is a two-storey octagonal pavilion, with eaves and corners, empty on all sides, and light gauze smoke hanging everywhere.
When the river breeze blows, it flutters and wants to fly.
Among the light veils, there are figures.
If it weren't for broad daylight, Chen Yi would have thought that he had come to Lanruo Temple, and the person waiting to see him inside was Xiao Qian......
The delicate girl who led the way took him into the pavilion, holding her hands in front of her lower abdomen, her expression was not so jumpy, and she became much more regular.
"Zheng...... Zheng Zheng ......"
Chen Yicai stepped into the pavilion and listened to a burst of piano sound, flowing down from the upper floor like flowing water.
And like a light bird, it flew up and down in his ears, and it did not go away for a long time.
Even a person like him, who is completely ignorant of the art of the qin, can hear that this person who caress the qin is extremely skilled.
Violin?
Not that coincidental, right?
The person who wants to see him can't be Sister Qin Mo, right?
Chen also naturally diverges associative thinking......