Night is falling.

As the sun set, the boys and girls by the river began to walk back.

The last rays of the sun's golden light disappeared on the horizon, and the night mist shrouded the heavens and the earth, and in the sky, the stars were dotted, and the Milky Way was like a ribbon, across Wei Luo's head.

At this moment, the riverbank was quiet, and there were originally two pairs of wild mandarin ducks who ignored the cold of the night, crossed their necks, and there were a few tiger roars and strange and sharp bird calls from nowhere, and suddenly, those few also ran out disheveled, and staggered and disappeared into Wei Luo's field of vision.

A quarter of an hour later, the river was silent. In the darkness of night, little by little torches began to rise.

The torch light burned more and more, and burned more and more, but in half an hour, the whole river bank was already like a star, and the soaring torches were reflected in the lake, and with the lake swaying, there was an illusion of floating on it, sometimes near and far away.

Yin Yun stood up. Wei Luo hurriedly followed.

When the two came to the foot of the mountain, Wei Luo suddenly found that Yiye Bianzhou had been steadily adrift among the reeds, and he didn't know when Yin Yun had prepared it.

Yin Yun jumped on the boat row, glanced back at Wei Luo, and with a little tiptoe, the boat row fluttered lightly and popped out of the water without a sound.

At this moment, there are countless torches in the center of the lake, illuminating the sky and the earth. Wei Luo and the two approached silently in the dark, without attracting much attention.

When the boat row of the two approached, a rough old man's voice came, "You all came to my Chu land to participate in this moment gathering, I am honored to wait for Chu Mo." ”

When the old man said this, he paused slightly, breathed a sigh of relief, and then continued: "Zhou Tianzi's virtue is weakening, and the princes of the world are rising one after another. In the past three years, the once-powerful state of Chu has been defeated by the coalition forces, and it has no former prestige. ”

The old man sighed and said, "As far as my Mo family is concerned, in the past three years, there have also been arrogant and vicious people. If you don't agree with each other, you will take people's lives, and there are countless people who will repay you. Although, among these ranger swordsmen, not all of them are ink warriors. However, their kung fu swordsmanship was taken from the ink master. This kind of thing is completely contrary to the teachings of our Moji, and it is really sad! ”

The old man let out another long sigh, and with his hands crossed, he bowed his hands slightly to the crowd. Suddenly, his voice was raised, and he shouted, "Is the Moyin disciple here?" ”

The Hidden Ones?

Isn't that just Yin Yun's permission?

actually came aggressively as soon as it opened.

Wei Luo pursed his lips and looked at Yin Yun uneasily.

Yin Yun slowly took off the hat, tiptoed a little, and the boat row drove from two hundred steps away towards the place where the lights floated.

In the night, when everyone looked around, he crossed his hands and replied in a clear voice: "Yin Yun is here." ”

As soon as this voice came out, dozens of rows of boats moved at the same time, and everyone on the rows looked at them one after another.

Seeing that there were no torches on Wei Luo's boat row, one of them waved his right hand and threw a torch from fifty paces away.

Yin Yun raised his hand, took it gently, and handed it back to Wei Luo.

Wei Luo held the torch in his hand.

At this time, she was still wearing a gauze hat, her figure was thin, and her light purple deep clothes were not conspicuous.

Only a few people looked at her, and most of their attention was focused on Yin Yun.

Yin Yun's blue robe was blown by the river wind, and his feet were forced, and the boat row moved towards the middle lightly.

Hundreds of fires illuminated the heavens and the earth, and his handsome face gradually appeared clearly in front of everyone's eyes.

Wei Luo, who was behind him, just quietly held the torch, and under the gauze hat, she looked around with a pair of dark jade eyes.

In this river, there are more than 100 rows of boats, and on each row, there are four to six people standing. These rows of boats gathered into a pile every ten or so, and more than a dozen rows of boats formed a circle.

At this time, in the very center of the circle, only the old man who had just spoken was there.

And Yin Yun was sailing towards the center of the circle.

The river is rippling, the spring breeze is continuous, the boats are lit with fire, and the river is also dotted with fire. The whole world, bright and cool.

Yin Yun appeared twenty steps away from the old man.

In the firelight of the river, the old man stared at Yin Yun, crossed his hands, and said loudly: "Yin Gong's swordsmanship is world-famous, and it is not easy to make a promise, and he is really an example of the world's ink heroes." However, Chu Mo was extremely angry with the public, so please step forward to accept the question. ”

When he said this, he toed a little, and the boat row under his feet swung back lightly, leaving Yin Yun alone facing countless pairs of staring eyes.

In the river breeze, under the starlight, Yin Yun stood tall and jade, with a faint smile on his white jade-like face, and those eyes, in gentleness, faintly with a bit of fierceness.

He quietly glanced at everyone with his hands on his shoulders, crossed his hands, and said loudly, "Excuse me." ”

From the dozen rows of boats in the south, a middle-aged man in his forties, with a thick and black beard, straight as hard copper, crossed his hands at him and said: "Dare to ask Duke Yin, the sword is to blame, can the prince say a word?" ”

Yin Yun lowered his head slightly, and replied loudly: "Yes." ”

"Good! Can Gong Yin know that in the past three years, his junior brother has been abrupt and arrogant? ”

When Yin Yun heard this, he sighed and replied, "Yes." My junior brother has a naughty personality and has always acted dissolutely. ”

That Chu Mo snorted, raised his thick eyebrows, and shouted: "Naughty personality and uninhibited behavior? With a few words, can he hide all the things he wants? Duh - this gentleman is too arrogant, two and a half years ago, he went to the palace of Chu, and roared in the middle of the night, causing chaos in the palace. Two years ago, the eighth princess woke up one night and suddenly found that the husband on the pillow was tied to a corner, and the person sleeping next to her became Senior Brother Ling. ”

That Chu Mo is obviously the representative of the Chu Palace, and what he says is on behalf of the Chu royal family. As soon as the man said this, there was a burst of laughter from the crowd.

The laughter became louder and louder, and when Chu Mo's voice was mentioned, all the voices were suppressed, "At that time, the old man scolded him, and the junior brother actually said that the husband of the eighth princess once said to the world that his wife had a wild personality after sleeping and liked to strip and dance. He didn't sleep all night, just to watch this wonder, but he didn't want the eighth princess to sleep well and peacefully, which disappointed him very much! ”

That Chu Mo's voice fell, and the laughter was already a masterpiece. At this moment, even Wei Luo covered his mouth and smiled so much that his eyes were crooked.

This Chu Mo has a thick beard and thick eyebrows, and his face is rough and hard, and it is ridiculous for such a person to say such a thing.

In the laughter of everyone, Chu Mo glared at the bull's eye and glared at everyone viciously, but everyone's laughter became even louder.

That Chu Mo was annoyed, and he had to be angry when Zhang was about to get angry. Chu Mo in the other boat row stepped a little, and the boat row was in front of him.

This one Chu Mo, his face was blue and long, he stood in front of the man, crossed his hands to Yin Yun, and spoke, "What the public says is all a small way. Has Duke Yin ever heard that in the winter of last year, he made his junior brother change his face and instigated five hundred Chu Mo to besiege the car of the prince of Jin? ”

When this Chu Mo spoke, he seemed very polite, and his tone was extremely gentle. It's just that the narrow blue face and the cold eyes make Wei Luo instinctively feel that this person is not a good person.

Yin Yun sighed, crossed his hands, and said, "This matter is already known." ”

Na Chu Mo nodded, and asked loudly: "Among these five hundred Chu Mo, although there is no grandmaster, everyone is extraordinary and has a great background, and now they make me ask the public: The eldest husband can be killed but not humiliated!" Let the junior brother bully others like this, can you say anything? ”

His tone sounded gentle, but it was aggressive. At the same time, his long and narrow eyes, like a hunting wolf, stared at Yin Yun coldly.

The torches are rising, and the river breeze is cold.

In the eyes of everyone, Yin Yun raised his head.

He quietly stared at this questioning Chu Mo and smiled slightly. The voice floated out, "It's too much! Yun only knew that not a single person had died in the five hundred Chu Mo! Yun knows that although there are many people in the world whose husbands are narrow-minded, the name of the sword is known to the whole world. If anyone is jealous of his nonsense, why not use the three-foot sword to compete with him? ”

Yin Yun talked eloquently with a cold and detached smile on his face, and for a while, the group of Chu Mo were stunned.

After a while, a Chu Mo shouted sharply: "Gong Zeng said, the sword is to blame, and the public will bear it!" ”

Yin Yun turned his head and glanced coldly at the person who spoke, but he didn't pay attention to it anymore.

He looked at the old man who was presiding over the meeting, let out a long sigh, and said, "Hegong! People in my generation, wandering the rivers and lakes, often have willfulness and affection. If it has nothing to do with faith and righteousness, and if it has nothing to do with thousands of lives, why should it be remembered? The world is full of people, each has its own good, and my generation of ink is not a Confucian person after all. It is necessary to read benevolence and righteousness every day, and everything according to etiquette. ”

When Yin Yun said this, he turned his head, and after making a group salute to everyone with his crossed hands, he said loudly: "If you have a personal grudge with the sword, you don't need to inform me!" ”

With that, he took the next step, and the boat row slowly withdrew.

Everyone on the boat row was talking to each other, whispering. They pointed at Yin Yun, but none of them stood up to refute his words.

At this time, Wei Luo heard a few voices float out, "What Gong Yin said is very good. It has nothing to do with faith, nothing to do with thousands of lives, so there is no need to care too much! ”

"Huh-these Chu Mo have done whatever they want for many years, and they will be repaid! With their hearts, they can't stand the teasing of the sword. ”

"What if you can't stand it? As Gong Yin said, they have a three-foot green blade in their hands, and they can compete with the sword! ”

"And so it is."

Chaotic whispers drifted along the river breeze. Wei Luo looked at the people who were discussing endlessly, and secretly thought: No wonder the ink man holds a moment conference every three years, and those rangers still do whatever they want, it turns out that it is simply a mess of sand. There is no clear charter for what is reasonable and what is not, and no one can say it clearly.

Just as Wei Luo was thinking like this, suddenly, a loud shout came from the ranks of the Chu people, "Dare to ask Duke Yin, where is the woman behind Jun?" ”

As soon as the loud shout came out, in an instant, countless pairs of eyes stared at Wei Luo.