The sun has been in the west, Mu Mangzi, Wucheng two living treasures, just like throwing a bad suit, abandon the bamboo raft on the beach, go ashore, only to see the big "door" of the fish village also have four big characters, is still "fish to the water village." There is an extra line of small words below: "There are friends from afar, and I don't want to say it." ”

Strangely, the characters on the head of this 'door' are not Ba symbols, but popular characters in the Central Plains.

Mu Mangzi thought to himself, it is rare to see the Central Plains characters and symbols in the Danfushui area, who wrote it here? Could it be the ink treasure left behind by Yu Chang, a civil official of Hu'an Palace, who came here to eat fish?

Hearing that someone was coming outside, a young man in his twenties came out of the fish village, and respectfully welcomed the guests.

As soon as Mu Mangzi stepped into the room, he saw a wood carving on the front wall of the hall, which carved the lake and the mountain peaks, and there were two lines of words engraved on it: "The green mountains and green waters are long, and the fish in the flat lake is 'fat'." It is the Central Plains script again.

The shopkeeper greeted warmly, Mu Mangzi and Wucheng sat down, and came up for tea first.

Xiao Er said: "Two distinguished guests, there are various 'color' live fish in this village, and you will eat it once, and you want to eat it twice." Excuse me, what kind of fish do you want?"

Wu Cheng said: "What are you rambling about! Just 'get' the most famous and delicious food." ”

"Well, then, how about a silver carp 'wave' and a sow shell?"

Wu Cheng said: "I don't want the 'meat' of the sow, the important thing is to add more good wine." ”

Xiao Er is of medium stature, not fat or thin, at first glance, he is 'shrewd', a 'incisor' tooth retired early, his lips are slightly sipped, and he is a little 'confused' and said with a smile: "Distinguished guest, it's not the 'meat' of the sow, it's the shell of the sow, and it is also a kind of fish." ”

Chongba 'lang' is silver carp, and sow shell fish, that is, guiyu, is mandarin fish.

Wu Cheng sighed: "The eagle tea drunk in Zhushi Village is not the 'hair' on the eagle's body, and today there is another sow shell, but it is not a pigskin." It's really a long experience, what kind of realm is it?"

This Chu native often 'mixes' with the Ba people such as Mu Mangzi, Narcissus, and Mengyu, and has learned some local local languages, and likes to fight Mu Mangzi, or Ba people, in the way of speaking the native language.

Mu Mangzi gently turned Wucheng with his left elbow.

Xiao Er left to prepare wine and food, Wu Cheng said, "What are you kidnapping me for?"

"I see that there is a fish seller here, and there is nothing to 'exchange' on his body, how can he settle his accounts after he has eaten and drunk enough?" Mu Mangzi said seriously.

"I have my own way. Wu Cheng tilted his head slightly.

Mu Mangzi wondered: "What can you do? It's just that it's a trap 'Meng' kidnapping and stealing." If you walk for a long time at night, you will hit a ghost, so it is better to tell him clearly. ”

"I'm afraid of him! This is not a vegetarian. Wu Cheng pointed to his sword.

Mu Mangzi chuckled and said, "Do you want to come hard and eat white food?"

Wu Cheng shook his head.

Mu Mangzi said, "Then what else do you have in mind?"

Wu Cheng said unhappily: "You just eat, don't talk nonsense, I have my own clever plan." ”

Mu Mangzi didn't know what kind of 'medicine' he was selling, and said: "Each person's skin is his own, and the Ba people eat soft or hard, you should be careful." The scenery here is good, and when the fish is cooked, it will take a while, so I will go out for a spin first. ”

Wu Cheng adjusted his sitting posture and said, "But it's still mountains and rivers, water, mountains and mountains, what's there to see? I'll sit down for a while, and you'll be fine. ”

Mu Mangzi said with a smile: "It is said that dragons give birth to dragons, phoenixes give birth to phoenixes, and consumers give birth to cubs and make 'holes' in the ground, and I think there are also those who have changed their species." ”

Wu Cheng ignored him and picked up the cup of water to drink.

In front of the fish village is a stone dam, and outside is a lake of green water.

Mu Mangzi stood on the edge of the dam and looked at the lake, and within a few miles, the shadow of the mountain was reflected on the calm water, and he couldn't tell whether the water was in the mountain or the mountain in the water. There are still several fish boats in the lake.

Mu Mangzi has seen the Yangtze River, but he has never seen such a wide and calm water, and he is deeply attracted by the scenery in front of him.

This situation is 'colorful', as evidenced by the poem "Seven Laws" by Mr. Zhang Zhongqun, a local contemporary:

Yaochi Heaven and Earth Hibiscus, the four seasons of the mountains and mountains are abundant.

The play 'wave' carp welcomes guests far away, and the flying egret enters the clouds in a hurry.

The green pine is bright and the light is different, and the green water is clear and the reflection is the same.

Sit and watch the boat stop very late, and be in the picture in a quiet and comfortable way.

Seeing this lake, Mu Mangzi remembered what Wucheng said, "This lake is much more 'dang' and 'dang' than Longbaotang", and he missed his relatives and the beauty in his heart.

Mu Mangzi was in a daze, and heard an old voice say, "Have you ever been here?"

Mu Mangzi looked back and saw that it was an old man, about sixty years old, full of 'spirit', and hurriedly said, "It's the first time I've come." May I ask the old man, how far is it from the handicap?"

"I just entered Pangu Lake, to get to the handicap, to pass through Sanmiao Village, then to the Sanhekou, after the Sanhekou Boat Division Camp, and then to get the handicap. Guest officer, you came unfortunately, the Sanhekou Boat Master ordered the lake to be closed, and when you arrived at Sanmiao Village, you couldn't continue to move forward. Recently, the merchants have also disappeared. ”

Mu Mangzi thought that sealing the lake was not a great thing, and said: "I see that the font on the big 'door' is quite different from the one on the wind flag, who is the question?"

The old man said with a smile: "The few big characters on the head of the 'door', and the small characters, as well as the words in the hall, are written by the son of Master Chang Hong. ”

Mu Mangzi wondered, "Who is Chang Hong?"

"Hehehe, don't you know Chang Hong?"

Mu Mangzi shook his head, and the old man told him the story of Chang Hong.

Chang Hong, also known as "Chang Hong", a native of Shu (about today's Zizhong), "Huainanzi" has a record of "Chang Hong in the past, the number of the Zhou room, the qi of heaven and earth, the line of the sun and the moon, the change of wind and rain, the number of the legal calendar, and everything is known". In other words, Chang Hong was an astrologer, a royal wizard during the reign of King Jing of Zhou and King Jing of Zhou. Chang Hong was a famous astronomer in ancient times, and he and his disciples created the astronomical calendar, which was later passed down from generation to generation in the Bashu region, and bore fruit when it came to the Western Han Dynasty.

Of course, this old man didn't know what happened many years after his death, only that Chang Hong was a great wizard like Wu Xian, and after telling Chang Hong's story, he finally sighed: "That year, I was only in my twenties, and more than sixty years have passed in a blink of an eye. ”

Mu Mangzi said: "What is the son of Changhong doing here?"

"We are here, is one of the salt waterways leading to Yelang and Yunnan, he returned to Shu from Luoyi, the capital of the Son of Heaven, and then went around to observe the celestial phenomena and terrain. ”

Mu Mangzi nodded frequently.

In addition to writing a few words to me, he also said to me before leaving: Judging from the mountains and embankments on both sides of the lake, I don't know what year, about two hundred years from now, the water of Pangu Lake will leak, and it will turn from the lake it is now into a river. ”

Mu Mangzi was surprised: "Do you always believe in his prophecy?"

"Hehehe! I don't want to believe it. I think he's just talking about it, but I hope he doesn't know as well as his father. "Hit wow, wow", refers to brainless nonsense.

Mu Mangzi suddenly thought that this old man said that those words had been written for more than sixty years, so he said, "Dare to ask Zun Weng Gaoshou?"

The old man smiled and said: "I don't dare to call Gao Shou, I am only eighty and five this year, and I am still deaf and clear, but I can't remember things clearly." ”

Mu Mangzi exclaimed: "Look at the old man's face, it's only sixty years." ”

The old man laughed again, and said proudly: "I eat fish, shrimp and crabs in this lake all the year round, and drink the spring water by the lake. You see in the trees opposite, there is also a water village, which is still famous for boiling fish, and there is an eldest sister who is more than 20 years older than me, and is over 100 years old. ”

Mu Mangzi looked up, and behind the bamboo bushes opposite, there was indeed a small manor.

The old man laughed at himself again: "Life is rare for seventy years. Recently, there have been monsters in Pangu Lake, and I'm afraid they are not as old and spotted as me. ”

Mu Mangzi secretly thought: "No wonder he has a long life, his mood is really good, the same state of mind as the old man in the Dragon Treasure Pit." The territory of Furong has been heard for a long time, and it has passed through the fairyland, and this place is really as beautiful as Longbaokeng. ”

Mu Mangzi said: "I haven't asked the old man for his name." ”

"My name is more than enough. More than 60 years ago, the Luoyi man who came with the salt boat ate the fish I cooked, applauded and said to me: There is more, there is more, you really have the fish. 'It's a pleasure to have friends from afar', I'll write you a name for the village.

He wrote a few words, and wrote two lines of small characters under the name of the village, and he still did not let go, and inscribed another word on the wooden wall of the hall. Later, I asked someone to carve it out, and that's what you see today. ”

Mu Mangzi was watching the scenery with the old man by the lake, chatting, in a good mood, Xiao Er came to shout to eat fish, and greeted the old man, Mu Mangzi knew that the old man was the old owner of the fish to the water village.

Although Mu Mangzi has not been to the territory of Pan Furong, the owner of Sanmiao Village, Pan Furong is one of the hotly discussed characters among the tigers of Hu'an Palace, and her story Mu Mangzi knows some, so he also guessed what kind of character this old owner is.