Kunming, the capital of Yunnan, surrounded by reckless mountains, the stream is murmuring, looking for a low-lying place in the mountains, all the way twists and turns like a snake, converging into the Kunming Lake of Dianchi Lake, the lake water is a mirror, clear as the eyes, bright as a pearl.

Dianchi Lake resembles a carp, the head of the fish faces south, the tail of the fish is in the north, the head of the head is struggling, the dragon gate is desired, plus the lake water is like a pearl, the surrounding mountains are like a dragon, in the yin and yang feng shui, it is the phase of the dragons to win the pearl, the place of great prosperity, it is no wonder that the Kunming city by the lake is unique, prosperous and prosperous.

In the northwest of Kunming City, there is a section of city wall about 100 zhang long, with a wide fence made of hundred-year-old giant trees in the deep mountains of southern Xinjiang, and forcibly intercept a section of lake water on the north side of Dianchi Lake like a fish's tail, and incorporate it into Kunming City, which is naturally the means of Wang Zhanhai, the second feng shui physiognomist in the world.

Kunming feng shui, a yin and a yang, the city is the mountain for the yang, the lake is the water for the yin, although this mountain and a lake are like the yin and yang in the congenital Taiji diagram, but this living water is like a fish, but a hundred years, it will cross the dragon gate and turn into a long dragon to go, at that time, the water potential will suddenly become sick, the momentum is like a knife, a good yin will become evil, Kunming City will gradually decay, and will rise again.

When the construction of the city was first discussed, Mu Ying and Wang Zhanhai, as well as a master craftsman who supervised the construction of Kunming City, discussed by the lake. Mu Ying frowned and listened to Wang Zhanhai finish this paragraph, so she had to bow down and ask,

"Does the master have a good plan?"

Wang Zhanhai stroked his sparse beard and said with a sad face,

The fish leaps over the dragon gate, all the strength is in the tail, the old man thinks for a long time, only the tail of this Dianchi Lake is incorporated into the city of Kunming, intercepts the water flow with a railing, serves as a city wall, slightly slows down the momentum of the fish's leaping door, can it be endless. If it is completely truncated, it will be a dead fish, and in the long run, the momentum will be exhausted. ”

Mu Ying patted the stones beside him and stood up, how could it be reasonable, to build a city, it is common for rivers to pass through the city, but it is only to open a waterway under the city wall, cast railings with fine iron, and the iron thorns are dense, going deep into the water to prevent the enemy from attacking from the waterway.

However, the widest of these rivers is only seven or eight zhang, and the tail of this Dianchi Lake should be 100 zhang wide at the narrowest point, where can there be a craftsman who can make a fence 100 zhang long, besides, even if there is such a railing, how can the enemy attack? How can it be defended?

As the general of a city, the first priority is attack and defense, if the city wall can't stop the enemy, then what is there to talk about. After deliberating for a long time, they both felt that although it was quite costly, it was still necessary to build two walls, a dense iron railing to slow down the flow of water, and a stone city to defend.

I didn't want to be at this time, so I stayed aside and listened to the old master master who had been supervising for a long time and stepped forward and said impatiently,

"If there are a thousand old trees that are thick and thick in three people, you can make a 100-zhang long Luban wall, and in normal times, raise logs separated by each other, which can be used as a fence to slow down the flow of water a little, and if it is wartime, the logs can be lowered and turned into a city wall that is harder than stone. ”

Luban wall, made of giant wood, controlled by organs, deep mountain giant wood, five feet high, five feet wide, after drying, soaked in hot oil for one year, smoked and roasted for another year, hard as stone, water and fire do not invade. After being closely arranged, enter the bottom of the water in the sediment for a zhang, set up a mechanism in the middle, can control the interval of the log lifting, rise up below as if the teeth and teeth are staggered, can be used as a railing to slow down the flow of water, down and complete one, it is a wartime city wall, as long as there are two rows of fire dragon guards on the log, and the ordinary city wall is no different.

This is the solution to this dilemma. Without a chance to admire the wisdom of the ancients, Mu Ying immediately ordered to send two fire dragon guards to guard a group of craftsmen, cut down all the big trees near the city, gathered two thousand, and made two rows of Luban walls close to each other, the wood rose, the lake rippled below, the wood fell, the width of the top was about one zhang, and the flat could gallop horses, and at the top of each giant tree, two guards could be erected, which was no different from the ordinary city wall.

On the right side of the Luban wall, it is the north gate of Kunming City, it belongs to the surprise door in the eight gates Dunjia, the fish is shocked and wagged its tail and jumps up, and in the gossip, the surprise door belongs to Ze, Ze is the water, the Ze hexagram is missing, the meaning of damage, this Luban wall stands in the water, rises to the shortage, after descending, and cuts off the fish tail, it is also missing, all implicitly fit the meaning of the gossip, so the north gate is also called the Que Yue Gate.

Outside the gate of Que Yue, along the outside of Dianchi Lake to go forward two miles, a bluestone hill, called Benyue Mountain, is not more than 100 meters high, the mountain is steep, resembles Chang'e, only a bluestone path can reach the top of the mountain, the top of the mountain is very flat, a piece of white jade with a square circle of three zhang at the cliff, half of the mountain cliff protrudes, into the trend of running to the moon, named Que Yuetai.

The gentlemen and the wandering poets in the city can't help but look at the scenery in the city over and over again, they have to sneak out from time to time, enjoy the scenery of the mountains and forests, the platform of Benyue Mountain is naturally an excellent place, not far from Kunming City, the scenery on the mountain is beautiful, the handsome and talented people with the beautiful women of the Red Mansion chant poems and lyrics here, drum and blow the sheng, indulge in singing, chic like immortals.

However, although it is only a kilometer away from the city, but the beasts on the edge of Kunming are rampant, and the monsters also come from time to time.

Fortunately, among the gentlemen, there is a child of the Mu family.

Mu Ying is the king of Qianning, after Mu Ying, the owner of the contemporary Qianning Palace, Mu Sheng, is the Duke of Qianguo, Mu Sheng, the Duke of Qianguo, has an unsuccessful son, Mu Bin.

Mu Bin, eighteen years old, has been known as a gentleman for five years. Although this person is young, it is said that since the age of thirteen, he began to take turns to visit the Qinglou restaurant and casino, spending money lavishly, never on credit, and without the power to bully the weak.

Every time I travel, I always follow a team of fifty fire dragon guards specially arranged by my father Qianguo Gong, each of whom has a serious face, holding a spear and musket, and it is scary to stand.

Mu Bin also hated it, once threw off the fire dragon guard, slipped out of Kunming City, wandered in the chaotic forests of southern Xinjiang for three days, when he was found, he was fighting with a leopard, the skin on his body was open, and he was about to return to the west, but fortunately, the fire dragon guard musket that was found behind him rang out.

Since leaving Kunming City once, the small Qianning Mansion can no longer control Mu Bin, and has to sneak out a few times a month, Mu Sheng, the Duke of Qianguo, feels that his desire is like a big water, but he can't be blocked, so he agreed with this gentleman son that he is only allowed to go out three times a month, and he can only be in the mountains near the city, and he must take two hundred fire dragon guards each time, otherwise, he will break your dog's legs.

Two hundred fire dragon guards, muskets fired volleys, most of the demons and monsters have to go down to see the king of Hades, even if it is a fierce beast in the Vientiane Realm, it can hold on for a moment, and the army in Kunming City can arrive in an instant, and safety should be worry-free.

With this kind of pomp, the talented and beautiful women in the city who are unwilling to be lonely and afraid of tigers and wolves in the mountains are vying to see, and the matchmakers in the brothels of the Qinglou are knocking on the back door to visit, hoping that Mu Bin can bring himself when he travels.

Mu Bin was annoyed, so he had to think about it carefully, and agreed with everyone that on the tenth day of the first month of each month, a meeting will be held on the platform of Benyue Mountain, and the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting will come in turns, and everyone can go at that time, and two hundred fire dragon guards will escort them, so that everyone will be happy.

Last month was the painting meeting, the tenth day of the first month of this month is tonight, when it is the piano meeting, and the first qin master Yang Xuanyu in Kunming, who has never been out of Chaofeng Pavilion, will also participate in the meeting, and other gentlemen in the city are ready to go, and the top of the moon mountain will inevitably be crowded.

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The sun had sunk in the west, and Tie Lingshuang, who had been stunned by Zhongli's nine strong winds, had slept in the small courtyard for an afternoon, woke up, looked at Xiaoya, who was sleeping like a kitten next to him, suppressed his anger fiercely, freshened up, and ran towards Chaofeng Pavilion with an iron spear.

Knowing that the first pianist Yang Xuanyu had set off for Benyue Mountain early, Tie Lingshuang Ninja wanted to smash Chaofeng Pavilion's thoughts, the spear knocked on the bluestone steps of Chaofeng Pavilion, smiled coldly, and turned around and walked towards Que Yue Gate.

"You lost my iron gun, and you were embarrassed to borrow it from me. ”

followed by Qi Chen and Qin Fusu, the two were of the same age, and they had a few times to deal with the enemy together, and they chatted about monsters in the small courtyard for an afternoon, and soon hooked their shoulders and backs, and they couldn't be more familiar.

The three of them walked all the way, and when they arrived at the Que Yue Gate, Qin Fusu saw Qi Chen's palm on the hilt of the sword, Tie Lingshuang was even more carrying the blood of the dragon, with a double hammer hanging behind him, and a long knife at his waist.

is different from the battlefield robe, the first taboo in the rivers and lakes, the weapon is away. Those who mix rivers and lakes rely on the kung fu in their hands, borrowing weapons like borrowing lives.

Tie Lingshuang Mosuo cried blood in his hand, this was his father's gun, holding the iron gun, as if his father had been with him. The Keystone double hammer behind him is the iron Bolang hammer given by the founding emperor of the Daimyo, which is the honor that the Tie family should enjoy, and the long knife on his waist is his mother's saber.

Walking and walking, Tie Lingshuang suddenly felt a little sad, when he was a child, he always fantasized about not worrying about anything under the protection of his parents, living every day happily, and having a happy life. Ten years in Jinan, five years in Qingcheng, five years in Jinling, and today it looks like this, with no internal breath, disfigured appearance, full of hatred, living as a hedgehog, unable to tolerate a word or two from others, is this still the original self?

But if you put down the spear in your hand, throw the two famous double hammers into the lake, and untie the long knife at your waist, you have no father, no mother, no worries, and no fame and fortune, what else can you do, are you still a human being?

Passing through the Que Yue Gate, Tie Lingshuang looked at the word "Que" on the city gate.

Que is incomplete, such as being scattered and lonely, such as being broken and ruined, with many scars.

Que is a sign, such as on the avenue, there is a door, for Que, such as deep in the palace, protruding from the first floor, said Que, with the human body as the que, as the spirit.

My father once said that people are invincible, and it is difficult to establish spirit without difficulties. Tie Lingshuang nodded slightly, what his father said must be reasonable, it seems that he still has a long, long way to go.

The mood suddenly became much brighter, and Tie Lingshuang heard Qi Chen and Qin Fusu, who were talking happily behind him, glanced at him with annoyance, and his feet sped up.

"Brother Qi, there. ”

Looking in the direction of Qin Fusu's finger, I saw a thick jujube tree on the side of the road, it was already August, and among the dense leaves, the emerald green jujubes had not yet been dyed red, and they should still be green, and it would take a while to enter the mouth.

Qi Chen comprehended, a little on his toes, flew up to the jujube tree, the short sword came out of the sheath, cut off a branch of moderate thickness obliquely, turned over and landed, and the branch of the jujube tree fell, Qi Chen's short sword flashed, cut off a few horizontal branches, and finally put the sword back into the sheath, threw the seven-foot-long, yellowish and reddish jujube wood gun in his hand to Qin Fusu, and shouted in his mouth,

"Only this time, since I met you two, my sword is about to turn into a burning stick. ”

Qin Fusu stretched out his hand to take the wooden gun, held it in his hand, slightly damp, cut a spike obliquely at one end, it was regarded as the tip of the gun, turned it lightly twice, shook a gun flower, and the familiar feeling came, I couldn't help but think of the ash gun barrel used to practice guns when I was a child, nodded with satisfaction, and heard Qi Chen complain, I couldn't help laughing,

"Thank you, Brother Qi, I have a gun in my hand, and I feel much more at ease. ”

The sky gradually darkened, the three of them walked to the foot of Benyue Mountain, Tie Lingshuang looked up, only to see a protruding rock, a white cloth floating, Tie Lingshuang exhaled deeply, breathed down, calmed the excitement in his heart, and walked up the steps step by step.

Qi Chen stared at the occasional crack in the bluestone under Tie Lingshuang's feet, shook his head, and whispered,

"Be careful, she might be going crazy tonight. ”

As a result, when he turned around and saw that Qin Fusu was also breathing with his eyes closed for a long time, before slowly opening his eyes, Qi Chen couldn't help but touch the hilt of the sword on his waist, what kind of piano will be bad tonight.

Along the way, the noise on the top of the mountain gradually became clear, the silk and bamboo bursts, the generous singing was sandwiched with the sound of the warbler, and the barking of dogs and the cry of the eagle also came from time to time.

It seems that the hometown is more timid, Tie Lingshuang is getting slower and slower, with every step, the bluestone under his feet cracks and cracks, and the spear is even more step by step, digging holes between the mountains and rocks.

Wow!

The noise on the top of the mountain gradually subsided, the two people who danced the sword in response to the sound of the piano stopped and raised their eyebrows, the talented and beautiful woman also covered her ears and looked displeased, and the gentlemen entrenched in Kunming City looked at the hound under their feet and the falcon on the palm of their hands in surprise, as if they had encountered a behemoth, the hound hid low on the side, the falcon raised its wings to fly into the distance, appeased the eagle dog, and a group of people stared at the entrance of the mountain top trail.

For!

Tie Lingshuang stepped forward, holding the iron spear upside down, swept around lightly, swept past the two sword dancers in the field, his eyes stopped at the white-clothed figure on the Que Yue platform, looked at it quietly for a while, and shook his head,

"Piano, I don't play very well. ”