Three days later, Uncle Tai appeared in Yunyang City with a smoky sword on his back, which was one of the important cities of the Great Song Dynasty.

Upstairs in Xianyun, Uncle Tai sat by the window, drinking a little wine, listening to a group of people in the rivers and lakes, talking loudly.

The people of the rivers and lakes are naturally talking about the affairs of the rivers and lakes, and the affairs of the rivers and lakes are naturally that the gang was destroyed, the strength of the gang has soared, and it is the disciples of the sect who have become famous all over the world, and it is the flower thief who has been cut off from the capital of the crime.

The most talked about is his uncle, who seems to talk about him wherever he goes. Talk about how he slashed to death with one palm. Of course, some people talk about his father, how he killed the four masters of **** in a row, and how he picked a certain sect to expand the power of the Tianhe Sword Sect.

Talking and talking, he talked about the names of several young people, these are all congenital masters, Tai Shuzhi is still relatively familiar, and one of them caught his attention.

Shi Rusi!

His senior brother's name, since he said goodbye three years ago, he hasn't seen his senior brother, and now he really misses him a little.

Uncle Tai paid attention to the senior brother, it was nothing more than the line of Yuhengfeng, plus this person was good, he cared, and the senior brother was from this Yunyang City.

Of course, his uncle's family is also from Yunyang City.

So Uncle Tai pricked up his ears and listened to them talk.

"I don't know why, in the past three years, our masters in Yunyang City have risen like bamboo shoots, so lively, not to mention the older generation, just the two masters who have risen recently. It's really excellent swordsmanship! ”

A bearded man with a big knife raised his wine glass, shook his head, and said.

Others couldn't help but be surprised by his words. Nodding.

"Alas, compared to other regions, our Yunyang City is much inferior, it was pressed by them in the past, but now it's good, in the past twenty years. The master suddenly appeared, first Uncle Chengde, one person and one sword alone in the world. Later, his apprentice Shi Rusi was also outstanding, and he killed Wei Zhen, the innate disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect, with one sword, but he really had a long face for us. ”

The thin old man next to him sighed. Then he laughed again. In good spirits.

"Isn't it, I originally thought that there was only Shi Rusi, but recently there was a Tai Shu Roast, God bless me Yunyang City. This uncle is the son of Uncle Chengde, and he killed Hua Guangguang with one palm and turned him into a dried corpse, this kung fu evil door is tight, I don't know how to compare it with the young talents of other main cities. How is it? ”

"What else, the three masters are out together. And they are all from Yuhengfeng, so naturally they will be killed on their backs! ”

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As Uncle Tai finished drinking the second pot of wine, those Jianghu men became more and more disagreeable, and then they didn't want to listen to it, and Uncle Tai checked out and left.

I came to the bank of the Xiaojing River, where there were many flowers and boats, and there were beautiful girls, playing and singing in their clothes.

Uncle Tai looked at the scene of red flowers and willows, and couldn't help but be interested, and walked towards one of the rowing boats. After committing suicide, Hua Yuguang didn't have that anxious feeling for the horse thieves in Yunfeng Ridge, and it was not too late to relax for a few days before killing them.

He entered a flower boat, and the woman in it was not bad, with a pointed chin of white jade, wearing an apricot white gold blouse, a yellow cotton skirt that mopped the floor, and an orange twig smoke veil. A green silk and green silk are curled, and the whole person looks extremely beautiful.

"Sail!"

As the little maid shouted on the deck of the flower boat, the flower boat began to move, slowly moving along the long river.

At the beginning of the lanterns, night falls, the surrounding lights are dazzling, and the prosperity of both sides of the strait is extremely prosperous, reflecting the night as much as day.

The sound of the piano in the boat is curling, very good, like a school of fish playing in the water, the shadow of the flowers, the thin shadow of the cold flower, turning the movement into stillness.

Fishing in the east of Banqiao, the snow is cold.

The cold water of the river does not flow, and the fish chews the shadow of plum blossoms.

Uncle Tai got out of the boat, stood at the bow of the boat, looked at the scenery on both sides of the strait, and a slightly cool breeze floated, which made people feel refreshed.

Of course, there is also that faint carmine fragrance in the wind.

"It's a small river landscape, there are flower boats everywhere, and beauties are one after another."

The sound of the piano stopped, and the beautiful young woman walked out of the boat and came to the side of Uncle Tai, listening to what he said, she smiled and smiled: "Childe, is it the first time to visit the flower boat?" ”

Uncle Tai smiled and said: "That's nature, I've never made a flower boat when I'm so big, this feels natural and fresh, standing in the middle of the Xiaojing River, there are wandering flower boats everywhere, one after another, one by one, laughter, beautiful." ”

His eyes were intoxicated, and he didn't know what he thought of, and he became a little gloomy, and said: "Behind this beauty, how many joys and sorrows there are, not every girl is willing to do this business." ”

"It seems that you are very experienced, yes, do you also want to come to Huachuan and do business?" A hint of pain flashed in the beautiful woman's eyes, and then she began to laugh again.

Uncle Tai shook his head, flipped his hand slightly, and a small wine jug magically appeared, and poured a large sip of wine into his mouth.

The beautiful girl smelled the wine, her nose wrinkled slightly, and she sighed a little: "Good wine, so sweet and fragrant, what kind of wine is this?" ”

"This wine is called green ant wine, also known as monkey wine, and it is the wine made by those monkeys in the mountains and forests." Uncle Tai's eyes were a little deep: "In the Elephant Trunk Mountains, the monkeys pick a hundred fruits in a cave to store the wintering grain, but if there is no shortage of wintering food in the season, the monkeys will forget that they have stored a hole of hundred fruits, and then this hole of hundred fruits will gradually ferment, and then make a hole of hundred fruit wine. ”

"This kind of wild brew is really a coincidence, and the real monkey wine is worth a thousand dollars. The empty tree chosen by the monkey monkey is used to store the hundred fruits, which must be enough to ensure that the hundred fruits do not rot in winter, how many trees are there? It should also be hollow and sealed...... So monkey wine is something that is simply unattainable, and it took me a long time to find it. ”

The beautiful woman laughed: "The head is the Tao, it seems that you are a connoisseur of drinking." ”

"Oh, the girl likes wine too?" Uncle Tai laughed and said, "Do you want to taste it?" The hand was slightly handed out.

"That's really disrespectful."

The beautiful woman stretched out her slender and thin, and as a result, she reached her red lips and tasted it elegantly, with an intoxicated look on her face: "Sure enough, it's a good wine, so sweet, but the taste of the wine is very small, I don't know if I think it's juice." ”

Uncle Tai smiled slightly, cast his eyes into the distance, and said lightly: "Such a beautiful day, why don't I sing a song, your piano accompaniment?" ”

"Childe can sing?" The woman was slightly stunned, then stroked the hair between her foreheads, and said with a smile: "What song did Childe sing?" ”

"Of course, this son is versatile."

Uncle Tai laughed and then sang.

"I turn my sorrow into a pot of parting wine, and drink the rain in the middle of the night on the other side of the mountain. All the old things are like a shadow, leaving a word. If you become an immortal, why don't you want to let go? The eaves of the roof where you lived are now soaked with dew, and the ink is painted into the distant late autumn. The candle shadow disturbs people and laughs at themselves, like the duckweed flowing eastward, calling the bright moon, melting the afterglow and being sad. After the advent of midsummer, rolling blinds, playing and singing, the moon bends and shines on Jiuzhou......"

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The surrounding voices suddenly quieted down, Uncle Tai's singing voice was beautiful, and he was stunned, and a song of Hetu's "Again Famous Kyushu" appeared in this world.

The evening breeze is blowing, and the waves are blooming.

The night sky was full of beautiful singing, and with a vague internal air, the song floated in the distance, enveloping the river.

Everyone was silent in the song.

The beautiful woman, listening softly, her beautiful eyes shining. (To be continued.) )