Three Gorges of the Spring Dynasty. The mist in the gorge is empty, the green hills on both sides of the bank are grandiose, and the grass and trees have faint traces of prosperity.

The Three Gorges has always been beautiful, but the Three Gorges is also dangerous. From Shu down, the first encounter is Qutang Gorge, also known as Kui Gorge. The two sides of this gorge want to merge but not merge, the shape is like the gate of heaven, so it is also commonly known as "Kuimen". The sky is shady in the gorge, and the waterway is narrow, and the narrow place is only dozens of zhang. Thousands of waters in the upper reaches come mightily, so far they are collected in a bundle, which is like an arrow in the gorge, the whirlpool rolls everywhere, and there are countless hidden reefs under the water, and it is all the way to danger.

In this dangerous place, Jiang Xin stood up with a huge boulder, rushing swift water, and rushed towards it, which was the heap of the slump. If you are not careful, it will be the consequence of the destruction of the boat. Folk songs include "Song of the Ripple", the song cloud "The ripple is as big as an elephant, and the pond cannot be climbed; The pond is as big as a horse, and the pond cannot be lowered." It's just that these hundreds of miles of smoke and waves, how dangerous is there more than a heap? How can the people who have been buried in this gorge throughout the ages be counted?

A flat boat, the heart of the river is shaking. There was a boatman standing on the bow of the boat, his eyes staring at the river without blinking, and he avoided the reef and beach when he saw it.

The guests in the boat exclaimed, and they were about to be crushed, when a woman's singing voice came from the mountains and forests on the shore:

"High on the mountain, a locust tree.

Hand handle the railing, Wanglang comes.

The mother asked her daughter: What do you want?

I look at the acacia flowers, when will they bloom. ”

Although the singing is not graceful, it is frank and straightforward, with a light rain in the gorge and a light fog, which has a special interest. It's just that the guests in the boat don't have the heart to listen to the mountain song, but they close their eyes and let the fate go. It was too late, but it was too fast, and as soon as the boatman placed himself on the rock, the boat gently and skillfully avoided it, and both the man and the ship were safe and sound.

"Huh...... Only the Kuimen is majestic, but the Kuimen mountain song is amorous! "It turned out that there was one more person in the boat. Although I didn't see anyone, I heard the voice very clear and gentle.

The boatman listened and said with a smile: "I also taught Zhan Xianggong to laugh!" From eight or nine-year-old dolls to eighty or ninety-year-old grandparents and grandmothers, who hasn't sung a lifetime of mountain songs? Who doesn't have a belly of mountain songs? Zhan Xianggong, is our song good? ”

"Nice! Good! Zhan Xianggong answered with the accent of a boatman, bent down and walked out of the cabin, raised his eyes, and smiled. Only this smile is just like the brightest spring sun in the world, and the light rain and light fog in the river seem to be separated suddenly because of this smile, revealing a beautiful face. With that kind of appearance, even the most delicate spring flowers on the Three Gorges should be ashamed. However, under this beautiful face, the temples have been spotted. Such vicissitudes are the most weathered pines and cypresses on the Three Gorges, and it is difficult to compare.

"Ye is so interested, but it just scares me!" A man peeked out of the boat, and that was the man who cried out "Death." The man had a wide nose and a broad face, unkempt hair and beard, a face as dark as black iron, and a fierce light in his eyes, and his ghostly description was extremely ugly and hideous. He was extremely large, and most of the palm-sized place in the boat was occupied. patting his chest, the fierce god laughed at himself: "I heard that the Three Gorges are sinister, but I didn't know that it was so sinister!" I also did that lifeless business at sea back then, what kind of wind and waves have I never seen? What a shame today! ”

The gorge was dim, and the evil aura of this fierce god was a little more gloomy. The boatman and Zhan Xianggong laughed, but as soon as they heard his voice, a chill suddenly rose on their backs, and their hearts were agitated, and they were immediately silenced. How could the fierce god care about the boatman, he only laughed, and laughter couldn't make him more beautiful, and he became more and more ugly.

"'Jiangtou is not a storm, and it is difficult to walk in the world'." Zhan Xianggong turned his back to him and smiled faintly, and did not look back, only said: "Meng Fei, the sinister place in this world, not the Three Gorges?" ”

"I'm talking about this again! According to my Lao Meng, if there is a road, you can ride a horse, and if you have water, you can sail a boat, but if you can't do it, you still have two legs! Meng Fei replied lightly, and seeing that Zhan Xianggong was silent, he had no choice but to sneer and say: "What the master said is naturally reasonable, I have learned this Jiangtou turmoil!" ”

Zhan Xianggong smiled faintly. At this moment, a few ape cries came into his ears, and he said: "Li Daoyuan once remembered that 'the chief of the Wuxia of the Three Gorges of Badong, the ape sang three tears', and now I hear it, it is really so!" Xu was hooked up with a lot of sorrow for no reason, he only looked at the sinking river, and was silent again. At that time, the river wind was in a hurry, blowing the sound of hunting in his clothes, and for a moment, people mistakenly thought that he was going to go away in the water.

Meng Fei was originally a rude and ignorant person, and he didn't understand why Zhan Xianggong, who was originally smiling and smiling, fell silent in an instant, revealing alienation and indifference. Fortunately, he has been with him for a long time, and he has long been accustomed to this person's strange temperament, and only keeps his words in his heart.

Back then, he once asked Zhan Xianggong: "Why do you accept me by your side?" Zhan Xianggong said, "I don't know when I will die." If there is someone around, he can still collect the corpse with me, so that I will not be exposed to the wilderness and go too desolate. ”

After many years, Meng Fei still remembers that when he said this, he seemed to be smiling but not smiling, as if he was sad but not sad, and his eyes were like thousands of years of frost and pathos.

How did Zhan Xianggong know what Meng Fei was thinking. This ugly but loyal entourage seemed to be a little silent lately, which was very different from usual, but he no longer had the heart to take care of Meng Fei's emotions. Recently, there have been frequent poison attacks, and he knew that the end was approaching, so he decided to return to Yangzhou. Yangzhou is his hometown, but also a sad place. After many years of wandering the world, he only forgot the appearance of his hometown, but when the death period was approaching, Yangzhou's shadow became clearer and clearer, and he realized that for many years, he just deliberately forgot Yangzhou and mistakenly recognized other places as his hometown.

After all, he has to return to his roots.

Zhan Xianggong closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and the moisture of Kuimen was as moist as it was back then. To put it in detail, he entered Kuimen for the second time and returned to Yangzhou for the second time, but he was high-spirited back then, but now he is dying. Thinking that he was also Top Gun back then, he didn't expect to end up with half a life. Zhan Xianggong lost his mind and smiled: If I had been buried in this Qutang Pond that year, maybe I would not have suffered this retribution.

Perhaps because of the infiltration of water vapor in the gorge, the corners of Zhan Xianggong's eyes were a little wet. He tilted his head slightly and opened his eyes slightly, the top of his head was gloomy, and the day was gone.

"It turns out that I'm just a useless person in the world!" Zhan Xianggong muttered to himself, his voice drowned in the wind of the Kuimen Hunting River.

The wind was strong, and at this moment, a sharp stabbing sound broke through the air. Zhan Xianggong's face changed sharply, and he pulled past the unaware boatman, and with a wave of his left hand, a feathered arrow sank deep into the side of the ship, and he trembled slightly.