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Under the auspices of the six elders of the Yan family headed by Yan Pengju, Mengyuan wore filial piety clothes and sent Yan Qi's ashes to the ancestral tomb of the Yan family, and placed the spiritual seat in the Yan family's temple1,. :Read the novel]

The rivers and lakes are sinister, and for many years, I don't know how many young people have disappeared in these rivers and lakes1,. And the time of sleeping in the open air, leaving home, fighting for life and death, and licking blood with knives, I don't know how much more than those heroes and beauties, and spend a few good times under the moon.

The world is out of my generation, and the years are urging when I enter the rivers and lakes;

The emperor is talking and laughing,

It's better than getting drunk in life.

Lifting a sword and riding a ghost rain,

The white bones are like mountain birds, and they are frightened;

Dust is like a tide, people are like water,

I only sighed that a few people in the rivers and lakes returned.

Changing into his favorite black dress, Meng Yuan leisurely leaned against the small stove in the carriage, sipping fragrant tea while humming Li Bai's "The Rivers and Lakes of Life".

Nian Wuchang looked at Yan Chunlei in front of him, and then at Mr. Dream in the carriage, and suddenly felt interesting. Obviously, Yan Chunlei was four or five years older than Meng Yuan, but his appearance seemed to be upside down.

Yan Chunlei's good mood didn't last too long, just because there was one thing that would not change because of his mood, and that was the cold weather.

Even though it has passed forty-nine, the cold wind in the north is still biting cold on the face. The so-called deep internal strength, cold and heat do not invade, it does not mean that you can't feel the cold of the weather, but you can support it, and you won't get sick because of it.

Another unbearable is horseback riding, although the rivers and lakes sound beautiful, but except for those nationalities on horseback, few people can ride for four or five hours in a row, and Yan Chunlei is no exception.

The true qi in the body rotates, constantly dispersing the cold qi, and activates the qi and blood of the limbs, but the skin on the inner thighs is still grinding by the saddle. Seeing that the sky was darkening, Yan Chunlei also began to feel uncomfortable.

At this moment, the smell of green onions and meat came from behind him, like an invisible little hand, grabbing his nose and pulling his head back a little.

Nian Wuchang was holding a roll of bread the thickness of his arm's arm in one hand, wrapped in sliced mutton, with chopped green onions, and was sending it to his mouth, while in his other hand, he was also holding a cowhide wine bag.

"Click"

Yan Chunlei slurped, although there was some dry food in the blanket on his horseback, but there was something hot to eat, who would want to nibble on a steamed bun that was so cold that it could be compared to a stone?

"Well, impermanence, is there any bread and wine?"

After hesitating for a moment, Yan Chunlei couldn't help but say.

Nian Wuchang smiled: "The door master has instructed me, Young Master Yan, when are you having fun riding a horse, you can get in the car and sit." ”

“……”

Yan Chunlei suddenly felt that he was stupid when he was riding on a horse before.

Handing over the horse to Nian Wuchang, Yan Chunlei opened the car door and quickly got in, in the carriage, what he saw was Meng Yuan's smiling face, and the meat stewed on the stove, as well as the baked cakes.

"Brother Meng, you have something delicious, and you don't greet your brother." Yan Chunlei asked with a smile.

"Hehe, Meng saw Brother Yan's interest before, thinking that Brother Yan hadn't ridden so happily for a long time, and he didn't want to disturb Brother Yan's Yaxing."

Yan Chunlei rolled his eyes, put the long sword in his hand to his side, took a roll of bread handed over by Meng Yuan, took a big bite, took another sip of wine, washed down the mouth full of cakes, and said, "Cool." ”

"Poor baby" Mengyuan found it interesting to chat with him.

Although the two of them have known each other for seven or eight days, they are also relatively close to each other, but this is the first time to really open their minds and speak freely1,.

Maybe it was because of the wine, Yan Chunlei's words began to increase.

"Brother Meng, do you know it, a long time ago, I thought about when I would be able to really walk the rivers and lakes like now, and not like a fledgling under the protection of an eagle's wings."

"Maybe it's because you haven't done martial arts?" Meng Yuan smiled.

"It's just one reason, and more importantly, my father always treats me as a child who doesn't grow up." Yan Chunlei raised the wine bag, took a big sip, wiped his mouth and said: "The son of 'Jute Ke' Yan Pengju, it sounds very good, but do you know what kind of life I have lived in the past thirty years?" ”

He asked himself and replied: "For as long as I can remember, I have been practicing literature and martial arts, and when other children can happily play with their peers, I have to watch, breathe, and practice all day long, without stopping for a moment, and every night, I have to meditate and practice qi." All because I am the son of my father. ”

As he spoke, he leaned on the carriage like Mengyuan, with a look of fear and nostalgia on his face: "Until I am twenty years old, this kind of boring days are better, I can make some friends and occasionally come out to play, but when I think of the old days, I still can't help but tremble." ”

"Why am I?" Meng Yuan sighed and said, "Do you know how old I am? Two years old! ”

He also began to talk about his early experience in this life, although he was slightly different from Yan Chunlei, he had the mind of an adult and took the initiative to accept this qiē, but the experience of more than ten years still made him learn from the pain, you must know that Baihe Gaoli is not Yan Pengju, the latter is a strict father at best, and the former is a tyrant at all.

This is a peculiar psychology, when two innate masters in the eyes of others drink wine and eat meat, while talking about their past troubles, the friendship between the two people will naturally become intimate, not to mention that these two people are close in age and have a nominal brother relationship.

"Brother Yan, what are your plans regarding the matter of the Double Crane Hall this time?" After being full of wine and food, Meng Yuan finished cleaning up the tableware, re-brewed tea and asked 1,.

"I've heard my father mention this, let me go to Leng Qin first to inquire about the news." Yan Chunlei said.

"Leng Qin?" Meng Yuan asked.

"Leng Qin Jushi, according to his seniority, he should be the same generation as you and me, but he is a very strange guy." Yan Chunlei said.

"Weird, what's weird?" Meng Yuan asked curiously.

"He, before he was forty years old, became a hermit, and built an attic in a valley, called Lengqin Pavilion, and called himself Lengqin Layman. I like to sell off when I talk, and it's not refreshing at all. Three sentences do not leave the destiny of heaven, I like to watch the stars at night, what I like to say the most, watch today's stars, know the general trend of the world, and look like Zhuge Kongming's posture during the Three Kingdoms. obviously cares about everything in the martial arts, but he looks like he doesn't care about himself. I don't know when he is a master, and those who know say that he has a lot of bends in his stomach, and he will be surrounded by him if he is not careful. I don't know what my father values him. Speaking of Lengqin Layman, Yan Chunlei was a little dissatisfied.

"How is this Lengqin layman's martial arts?"

"Hmph, I've competed with him a few times, he is the one who has some doorways in the Six Portable Method, and with his Qimen Dunjia technique, it's okay to use it for defense, but if you fight head-to-head, you can't go more than thirty moves under my hands." Yan Chunlei said proudly.

"What about Mi Ruyan?"

"I just heard my father mention Mi Ruyan, one year my father was conspired against when he was a layman, he was poisoned, and he met Mi Ruyan. This person has good medical skills, saved his father once, in return, his father passed on his three great mastery of the Yan family, and I heard that he later relied on this kung fu to break through in the martial arts. However, my father said that his qualifications were mediocre, and I am afraid that it will be difficult for him to reach the innate realm in his lifetime. Yan Chunlei said eloquently. Netizens posted m