Chapter 3 I should be in the rivers and lakes
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Cameo: [Lonely Addiction]/p
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The wind in the night was strong, blowing through the flowers, carrying the fragrance of earth and flowers, blowing into the young man's open clothes, blowing into his heart, but he couldn't blow the trace of sorrow. /p
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Dugu Yin in the past, Dugu addiction now, the little boy in the past, and Ah Liang today. /p
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Among the flowers, hundreds of tombstones stand awe-inspiringly, all of which are not engraved with names, and at the front is a small tombstone, but there are three words engraved with clear handwriting: Dugu Xiang. /p
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The young man leaned against the tree in front of the small tombstone, facing the small tombstone, holding the wine jar in his left hand, drinking one sip after another, stretching out his index finger with his right hand, and drawing along the handwriting on the tombstone one by one, this name was the ....../p he drew with his fingers
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The young man raised his head and poured a sip of bad wine, "coo-dong-goo-dong", the wine flowed down the corners of his mouth, and tears filled his eye sockets, and also flowed down, so clear, so profound......p
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The spring breeze swirled, swept the young man's cheeks, and took away the tears that were dripping, as if the owner of the small tombstone couldn't bear to see him crying, and wiped away his tears. /p
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The boy finally couldn't help it, and cried loudly, the spring breeze was like a winter wind, like a knife, and it cut the young man's heart. /p
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A drunk relieves a thousand sorrows, but when you want to get drunk, why does the memory become so profound?/p
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The boy had long forgotten what she looked like, but the picture of her last fall was frozen in his heart, the blood could not be brushed away, time could not be taken away, the wine was sour, and his heart was even more sour. /p
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It's been a long time, and the boy has long forgotten how many times he has been here, but he remembers that when he left at the end, the last sip of wine would become very salty and salty....../p
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I should be in the rivers and lakes /p
Drink a pot of cloudy wine/p
Drunk and looking at the flowers in the depths of the sorrowful ....../p
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The wandering young man was wearing a black short shirt, carrying a broken bamboo sword tied with hemp silk and a wine gourd on his waist, and the bamboo sword was engraved with four characters: the sword qi lasts forever, he carries a silver sheath sword, and wears a bamboo hat that looks a little large. /p
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Deep in the mountains and old forests, there are many monsters rampant, by a stream, the young dancer bamboo sword, the sword technique is Ling Ran, and occasionally the heroic qi looms on the blade of the sword. /p
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A huge spotted spirit tiger hid behind a big tree, secretly looking at the boy. /p
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The young man seemed to feel something and turned around with a sword, and the trees fell in rows, and the sword qi swept over the trees, cutting off a handful of hair on the head of the spotted spirit tiger. /p
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Linghu was startled, touched his head, touched his hind legs and said, "The head is still there, and the feet are still there...... Don't!"/p
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The boy was already standing in front of it, his sword pointed at its neck. /p
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Linghu saw that the young man did not move, so he muttered in a low voice: "It's not a girl, and I'm afraid that others will look at ......"/p
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The young man didn't hear it, took the bamboo sword and turned to leave. /p
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"Hey, boy, I said can you not keep a straight face, it's ugly. Linghu followed the boy's footsteps. /p
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The boy said, "How ugly." ”/p
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Linghu said: "Hmm...... It's as ugly as I am. ”/p
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"Huh", the boy smiled, his iceberg-like cheeks showing a smile that he hadn't seen in a long time. /p
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Linghu saw that the young man was sullen, so he said: "Life, not only the reluctance in front of you, but also poetry and distant ......"/p
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The boy said, "What if you want to forget a person and can't forget it?"
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Linghu asked suspiciously, "Why forget? Isn't memory the best gift given by time? Even if it is unfortunate and painful, it is also a part of your life." ”/p
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The young man stopped and said, "It's a gift, but this gift is too painful to accept." ”/p
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Linghu said: "I'm not as blind as you, if you can't even get over this hurdle, how can you experience the wind and waves in the future?"
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The young man pondered for a moment, took a deep breath, slowly exhaled, and said, "That's right!"
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As he walked, the young man seemed to be tired, sat down on a big rock, picked up the wine gourd and drank two sips of wine. /p
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Linghu said: "Boy, if you can give me a sip of the contents of that gourd, I will teach you how to be a real man!"
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The boy wondered, "A real man?"
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The boy was very curious about what a real man was, so he handed the wine gourd over. /p
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Linghu Qiangua held the gourd and drank wine. /p
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Linghu exclaimed: "Cool! I haven't drunk it for a long time." ”/p
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Immediately drink the wine in the wine gourd in three or two sips. /p
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The boy said, "Now it's time for you to teach me to be a real man." ”/p
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Linghu said: "Don't worry, I'll come to you at night." With that, he ran away. /p
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At night, the boy lay on a grass, counting the stars in the sky, waiting for the arrival of the spirit tiger. /p
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After a while, the spotted spirit tiger sneaked up and came not far away. /p
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"Boy, boy. Linghu whispered. /p
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The boy got up and followed the sound. /p
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Linghu saw the young man and said, "Boy, keep up." Then he ran through the jungle, followed by the boy. /p
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Finally, Linghu stopped in front of a small village at the bottom of the mountain, where the lights had already been turned off, and Linghu called the young man, pointed to the yard of a farmer and said, "Do you see that chicken coop?"
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The boy looked at the chicken coop through the fence and said, "See." ”/p
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Linghu said: "I saw it, go, catch a chicken." ”/p
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The boy was surprised, "That's not stealing!"
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Linghu looked sideways and said: "What is stealing! That's called borrowing! Let's borrow it first, and then buy the chicken and return it to his family." You can't be too brainless. ”/p
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The teenager still had doubts: "But ......"/p
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Linghu pushed the young man away and said, "Go and watch me!" ”/p
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Immediately it straightened up, and its body changed, and its two front and rear legs became human arms and legs, which were no different from real people except for the fact that its head was still a tiger. /p
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The boy secretly exclaimed: "The hidden guy ......"/p
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Linghu sneakily climbed into the fence, walked through the vegetable garden, and came to the chicken coop, and then made a black hand. /p
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Grabbing the chicken, he came to the fence and stepped out on one leg. /p
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"Bastard, it turned out that you bastard stole my chicken, and the first and second time I didn't catch you, and I still attacked you!"
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As he spoke, the farmer, who had been standing behind the hidden door for a long time, stepped out in three or two steps, carrying a flat pole in his hand, and chased after Linghu. /p
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Linghu saw someone chasing him, let go of the chicken in his hand, climbed over the fence and ran, and did not forget to say two words when he ran: "I just borrowed a chicken from yours, why are you so stingy?
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The farmer was not a mortal, he stepped on the ground heavily, his body rose in the air, and caught up with the spirit tiger. /p
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Linghu, who had just run to the young man's side, was dumbfounded, and shouted anxiously: "Not good! Nine Realm Martial Artists! Quickly withdraw!"
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Then he turned into a tiger's body, picked up the boy in his mouth and ran away, like a gust of wind. /p
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Just when he thought it was safe, a flat pole was horizontal in front of him, and with a "bang", Lian Hu and the people fell out. /p
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The farmer threw down his shoulder and grabbed the tiger skin with a punch and kick. /p
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Linghu cried out in pain: "Big brother, stop, stop, I'm a tiger!
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"Oh, yes, then I'm a tailor, the kind that makes tiger fur coats!" said the farmer. /p
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The boy stood up and was about to draw his sword, but the farmer's brain crashed and he flew out, leaving a red mark on his brow, like a cinnabar mark. /p
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After the beating, the farmer stretched his arm and kicked Linghu in the buttocks, kicking him away, and warned, "Next time I see you, I'll cut off your obstructive thing and make wine!"
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Linghu trembled, didn't look back, and ran away with his tail between his legs. /p
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On the second day, Linghu found the boy and said, "I missed last night, but you have to believe me." I'll take you somewhere tonight and keep you satisfied. ”/p
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The boy didn't believe him, and his face was full of suspicion. /p
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Linghu defended: "Anyway, it's not to "borrow" things, believe it or not. ”/p
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The moon is dark and the wind is high/p
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In another small mountain village, Linghu and the boy climbed over a low fence and entered a family's house. /p
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In the courtyard, a young woman took a wooden bucket and fed a bucket of freshly boiled hot water in the kitchen and carried it into the bedroom. /p
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A quarter of an hour later, the sound of flowing water sounded. /p
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Linghu hurriedly buckled a small clod of dirt on the wall, which turned out to be a small hole, and then closed one eye to look inside. /p
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In the room, the water was steaming, and the beautiful woman scooped up half a scoop of hot water with a scoop of water and washed it. /p
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The young man looked at Linghu's blue and red lips and clenched fists, and was very puzzled. /p
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"What are you doing?" asked the young man in a confused whisper. /p
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"Absorb the essence of heaven and earth, temper the body......" Linghu replied vaguely. /p
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The young man said: "Speak human words." ”/p
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"I feel blood all over my body right now!" Linghu replied. /p
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The young man frowned, slapped the spirit tiger's head open, and said, "It's a lie again! How can there be such a method of improving cultivation, let me see." ”/p
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The boy stood on tiptoe, closed one eye, and looked in. /p
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"Huh??is this...... What is it?" the boy saw only a small black circle slowly approaching his eyes. /p
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"Oh no!!" the boy was shocked, and his head pulled back. /p
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A small wooden stick was instantly poked out of the small hole, and although the boy's head was dodging back, the stick still stabbed him in the eye. /p
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"Ahh......h /p
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"Stinky rascal, dare to peek at the old lady taking a bath! Next time I gouge out your eyes." The woman in the room screamed. /p
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"Oops! It's been discovered!" As soon as Linghu heard this, he directly left the young man and climbed onto the wall! Seeing that the situation was wrong, the young man covered his red and swollen eyes with one hand, and hurriedly grabbed Linghu's tail with the other. /p
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The spirit tiger galloped more than ten miles in the jungle, while the boy was dragged to the ground for more than ten miles....../p
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When Linghu stopped, the clothes on the young man's body had become a fig leaf, and his body was marked with red marks by shrubs and branches, and his eyes were swollen even more. /p
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Linghu knew that he could not escape the blame, so he helped the young man to sit on a rock, and he ran to pick wild fruits and fetch water, doing his best to be diligent. /p
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The young man ate the wild fruit viciously, as if he was gnawing on the meat of a spirit tiger. An eye that is already swollen and can no longer be swollen is like a sarcoma, and it has to be practiced, otherwise this eye may be blind on the spot. /p
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Linghu was lying on the side flatteringly. /p
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The boy was leaving, and he came to say goodbye to Linghu. /p
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Linghu sighed heavily, patted him on the shoulder, and said sentimentally: "I will definitely have a hard time without me in the future, my good brother, take care!"
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The corners of the boy's eyes twitched, and he prayed silently in his heart for the next person to meet the spirit tiger. /p
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Linghu suddenly said: "Ah Liang! the hats of the knights are all green, and they all like to wear cuckolds, because it represents the vitality of the heroes!
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The boy would never believe him. /p
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But in the end, he couldn't help but believe it, because the "unified dress of chivalry" is too tempting for the teenager! After all, who doesn't have a dream in the age of ignorance?
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But since then, the boy regretted it, because whenever he met an acquaintance, the acquaintance would always laugh and chant in front of him: "My name is Ah Lu, the green of the green hat, and I am an honest man." ”/p