The boat travels on the lake, smooth and steady, the breeze comes slowly, the water waves are not prosperous, the sky is showery and the beginning of the sun, the winter sun is warm and warm on the tall Dragon Hunt, like a layer of golden light veil, look at the lake and mountains outside the window, I really didn't expect that this inland lake, there will be such a wide, people can't help but admire in their hearts, only surprised.

The person from Ciyuan Pavilion told me that he had left the Yueyang Realm now, but as for where he went, he didn't tell me.

Yesterday in that deserted village, in the conflict with the Evil Spirit Sect, especially in the fight with Yang Zhixiu, I and Miscellaneous Xiaodao also suffered some injuries, both external and internal injuries, and so did my uncle, so I went back to the crowded room to rest, cross-legged and practiced the law of the week, and listened to the tiger cat tell us about what we had seen and heard along the way.

This fat bird was also quite tired after coming back, after all, yesterday we saw that it seemed to have a confrontation with a black shadow in the air, and then tore open the canopy covered by Yang Zhixiu's formation, thinking that it also took a lot of effort, but it did not stop, but kept going, following the path of the lake mud dragon, and after a search, it turned around.

When it saw the Longjing before the rain that we brought back, it couldn't help but smile, saying that you guys are not without conscience, and they actually know that they prepare tea for adults and me, and it is not in vain that adults and me work hard.

The cabin is not big, the partition wall has ears, the adults did not speak at the beginning, but looked at the miscellaneous hair trail with their eyes, Lao Xiao immediately understood, and took out a meditation rune from his arms, and made gestures in his hand, we snored very cooperatively, and then turned smaller, and then as thin as a gossamer, a piece of rune paper was burned, and the miscellaneous hair trail had completed a space barrier to filter the sound.

Although we have cooperated with Ciyuan Pavilion this time, just as they have concealed the dragon hunting, we have no intention of sharing our little secrets with them.

When it was all done, the adults walked up and down the low table and said to us, "It's not good......

We didn't care, but as the adult narrated, the face became serious.

After the last oolong, those people in the rivers and lakes who ran the single gang saw that they were all swallowing river predators, and basically couldn't touch any luck, if they were not careful, they chewed so much that they didn't even have the bones left, so they all converged their thoughts on picking up leaks, either attached to others, or were happy to be idle, but because of this, the multi-party escalation of the dragon hunting incident in Dongting Lake this time came to the top names in the rivers and lakes.

Dragon Tiger Mountain, Ciyuan Pavilion, Laoshan Mountain, Evil Spirit Sect and many guys who hide in the shadows and do not show their faces, the specifications are amazing.

This is still a trivial matter, the tiger cat has been patrolling in Dongting Lake these days, and found that there is a particularly strange phenomenon, that is, in the depths of Dongting Lake, there is a black light faintly revealed, this is not a good thing, a great omen, these days we can also see some omen, those water beasts that frequently attack the shore, are all fierce creatures that have been diving in Daze for a long time, and there is no quarrel with the world, but in these days they have forgotten their nature, but they have perished.

Things have come to this point, it is not something we can control, and the tiger cat did not say much, it said that it had been to Dongting Lake before, but because of a trip to the yin, there was still some memory loss, how can I not remember, after talking about the current situation, it pointed out our practice of healing techniques, nested in the corner and fell asleep.

In the morning, a few of us fell asleep, inevitably some waste, at noon, I heard a gentle and distant singing, from the bow of the boat: "There is no dark cloud cover in the sky, for what is not seen in the sister, a hundred flowers are waiting for you to pick, don't you like ......"

This song is a folk slang minor, a song from the 40s of the last century, which is tactful and pleasant to listen to, and makes people feel nostalgic in their hearts.

After the song, my sleepiness was gone, and I looked left and right, and found that I was the only one left in the cabin, and even the tiger cat was gone, so I put on my clothes and walked out of the door, and saw my uncle passing by, grabbed him and asked where the bathroom was.

After some washing, I came to the bow of the boat, and found that the person who sang the song just now turned out to be Fang Yi, the little princess of Ciyuan Pavilion. And next to her were the miscellaneous hairy trail and the one-word sword, and the two of them were chatting happily.

I walked over to say hello, and after a little greeting, I found that their topic turned out to be flying swords.

There are many people who play swords on the rivers and lakes, and there are few people who play flying swords, and the one who plays the best is Huang Chenqujun, who is one of the top ten masters today. Yang Zhixiu once said that the way of flying swords is a small skill, that is because people who have really cultivated to a certain level, flying flowers and picking leaves, can not hurt people, and grabbing the sword empty-handed is just a trivial matter between breathing, but how many people in the world can really reach that level?

At the end of the Northern and Southern Song Dynasty, it was the most glorious time for flying swords, but later the Mongol invasion, the way of sword making was lost, although it was revived once in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties, but in the end it was suppressed by the Qing government.

Huang Chen Qujun has practiced the sword all his life, his heart is dedicated to the sword, he is naturally an expert in the middle, and the way of the flying sword can only be regarded as an entry, so he humbly asks for advice, and the word sword of the same boat will not say that he will not teach, and he has also dialed it a little, "Only if you can be extremely affectionate, you can only be extremely sword", this word also benefited the miscellaneous hair Xiaodao a lot, and he felt like eating ginseng fruit, from the inside out, every pore was extremely comfortable, and he couldn't help but untie the thunder punishment, and he also practiced at the moment.

For a while, the sword light swayed, and the forest was cold and awe-inspiring, which was breathtaking.

The two of them spoke with great interest, and the little princess of Ciyuan Pavilion, Fang Yi Nashan, sang a little out of place, and ran to the back kitchen to look at the food with a look of pity, and I sat next to me and listened to a few shopkeepers, which was considered to be an increase in knowledge.

Those of us gathered at the bow of the boat to talk, and someone next to us was fishing for fresh food. The most beautiful thing about this lake should be the season of high and cool autumn, the fish are ready to spend the winter, eat full of stomachs, the fat is delicious, the most delicious when cooking, but now swim on the surface of this lake, catch fish in winter, kill and eat, in fact, it is also very wild.

I chatted with the shopkeepers of Ciyuan Pavilion for a while, and they generally complained that the business was not easy to do recently, not that the market was not good, on the contrary, people's demand was getting bigger and bigger, but there were too few good goods. Although Mochizuki is not a real person, but the talisman made is first-class and good, why should such a person come out to hang around, it is better to draw more talismans in Longhu Mountain, it is right.

Speaking of talismans, I can't help but think of the miscellaneous hair trail, this person has learned the craft under the Fu King Li Daozi, over the years, every fifteenth night of the first month, as long as there is nothing to do, will draw talismans, diligent practice, rare to be able to stick to it, that day the Huang Daxian tail hair made of the talisman pen, he himself used bald, but also gave mine to the past, and although I have learned, but after all, there is no talent, and he will follow him.

Hearing their complaints, I began to hesitate a little, thinking about whether to solicit some business for the miscellaneous trail.

Huang Chenqu Jun chatted with Zamao Xiaodao hotly, smelling a trace of fragrance from the back kitchen, he seemed to remember something, and left without saying a few words, about half an hour later, Fang Yi came to the bow of the boat and invited us to the front hall for dinner.

There is only one table in the front hall, and those who can get on the table are also a high-level of Ciyuan Pavilion, a word sword and the three of us, although they are on the boat, but Ciyuan Pavilion is a local tyrant family in the end, rich people are different, eight dishes and eight lamps on the carved hardwood table, the main dishes are steamed hairy foot crab in sealed jar wine, Qingfeng anchovy shrimp, thick soup and squid Pozi, bamboo shoot roasted Anggong, fried and boiled trevally, chopped pepper catfish baby trevally, fried vermicelli and steamed pot fish, all choose the lake fresh quality, carefully cooked, strong aroma, fresh and tender and attractive.

The fish meat is delicate and soft, the crab paste is fat and glutinous, the green shrimp is plump and full, the soft-shelled turtle is fat and expensive, and it is accompanied by several servings of seasonal vegetables, accompanied by rice wine, and it is called a fresh word when you eat it, and you almost have to swallow your tongue.

I couldn't help but praise the craftsmanship of the cook on the boat, but the young owner of Ciyuan Pavilion told me that this table was made by his sister-in-law, and they couldn't eat it, and I didn't know which door she was here today, and she was willing to show her hand.

Looking at Fang Yi who greeted him next to him, dressed as a little chef, we were all a little surprised, I thought this girl was a young lady, but she couldn't go down to the kitchen, this taste, not to mention us, it was the master of Ciyuan Pavilion, and he couldn't stop eating, he heard everyone praise his daughter, and couldn't help but squint his eyes, and he was relieved, saying that this woman's ability is not great, but cooking is a genius, but I don't know that Lu Dao is cheap that stinky man, there is such a mouthful.

Fang Yi was embarrassed for a while when he said this, and while he was coquettish towards the pavilion master of Ciyuan Pavilion, he looked at the miscellaneous hairy path from the corner of his eye, but he never thought that this Taoist was competing with a crab with a plump hairy foot crab, and he ate crab paste with a face.

In order to maintain the taste of the food, the dishes are naturally one by one, the little chef is busy with her feet, a little greeting and leaving, constantly serving, the last time to serve a clay pot, but it is a secret chicken soup, the fragrance is particularly strong, people can not help but look up, look inside.

When this dish was served, even the Pavilion Master of Ciyuan Pavilion stood up, Fang Yi smiled and said to everyone, this soup is also a good soup, but it has a special ingredient, guess what?

I smelled it, and in addition to the strong smell of chicken, there was also an indescribable strange aroma, and my mind turned around, saying that it was the dragon ball of the lake mud dragon from last night? Fang Yi was a little surprised, but the word sword nodded, saying that this time when entering the lake, not everyone may be able to pass through the water, so he boiled two water-based beads in the soup, in case everyone fell into the water, they would not be helpless like the people of Longhu Mountain.

Everyone else was happy, and stretched out the bowl to receive the chicken soup that Fang Yi had divided, but when it was the turn of the miscellaneous hairy path, he stretched out his hand to block it, and said indifferently: "I'll forget it." ”