In early winter, beside the Gu'an ferry, the turbid river rushed through with slightly pink white foam, and the north wind howled, attracting the miserable wails of pines and cypresses on both sides.

On the bow of the boat covered with frost flowers, two old men squatted with their hands intracted, gossiping about homely things. The ice crystals on the black pong were baked into droplets by the small tandoor fire, and they fell tick-tock, smashing on the ice that was so thin that even a chicken could not hold it, opening small holes one after another. At the stern of the boat, the white-haired old woman waved her mallet, "bang-bang" her clothes, and her pine-bark-like hands were soaked red by ice water.

The Yellow River is about to freeze, there are fewer and fewer customers, and business is becoming more difficult. The two old men smoked cigarette bags and talked about Longmen, from the price of vegetables in the market all the way to the Jinluan Palace in Chang'an, the gatehouse of the prime minister's house, and the ****** of the harem. When talking about the awe of the queen mother, one of the old men couldn't help but kowtow the bow of the boat with his pipe, and said indignantly: "Everyone says that the emperor is a powerful person, but I don't think so." What is it for a big man to be called by a! ”

"But even if he is shouted and drunk, he is still the emperor. The elegant voice of the low chant and shallow singing sounded, the old man raised his head, brushed aside the wind and snow, and it could be seen that a group of three people came in a robe and stepped on the snow, just looking at the luster of the satin coat, he knew that this was a rich and noble family traveling.

The two people who followed closely behind him, the winter coat was bloated but could not hide the graceful grace, the wind wrapped in the snow lifted the cloak, and the Manman long skirt leaked out of the gap, and there was a glimpse of red shoes between them.

There is a clear distinction between master and servant.

The old men crossed the river day by day, and they were also well-informed, and almost as soon as they saw their faces, they were sure that the two women and one man who were half-covered must be unimaginably noble, and they were very likely to be relatives of the emperor!

At least they are also nobles of Chang'an City.

With a breather, the three of them had already walked in front of them. The master was silent, and the woman who followed closely behind him stepped forward, stretched out a graceful jade hand, and said to the old man: "How much does it cost to buy it with a boat?"

When the two old men heard the sound, they hurriedly stood up, one took out a yellow sweat towel, wiped the wooden board that had lost the paint and made it shiny, and at the same time ran to the stern of the boat to beckon the mother-in-law who was washing clothes to come over and add charcoal to the stove, and the other hooked his waist, put down the deck, and said courteously: "The son wants to cross the river? ”

"Ben...... My son-in-law is rich and noble, and he has never bothered about money. The woman said coldly, and smashed a handful of copper coins on the board of the boat, and the boss of the boat looked at it fixedly, and it was terrible, hundreds of big coins, and several broken silver bills.

After knowing that it was a big deal, the ship's already diligent face suddenly became so enthusiastic that it could drip spring water, he greedily looked at the copper coins and broken silver on the ground, smacked his mouth a few times, and said: "Although martial law has been imposed recently, this money ...... It's a lot more......"

"It's just money to buy a boat. The woman said coldly, taking off her hood, revealing the pretty face of a fairy in the painting.

“...... Girl," the old man froze, "you...... You...... Did it fall from the sky?"

He is already very old, but no matter how old a man is, he is still a man, and when he passes by Yihong Courtyard, he can't help but glance at the handsome ladies in the building, and when Xishan burns incense, he will also take advantage of the crowd to peek at the ladies and maids of the rich and noble. But even the reddest Oiran in Yihong Courtyard, the daughter of Li Yuanwai in Nancheng, known as Xiao Xi Shi, tied them all together, and I am afraid that it can't compare to a finger of the woman in front of her.

Beauty, it is really beautiful, so beautiful that the hearts of the old man are almost ancient, and they are all resurrected and ready to move.

“...... Boatman, this ship, do you want to sell it?"

Another voice sounded, cold as frost, but with a piercing charm.

The old man squinted his eyes and enjoyed it intoxicated, and suddenly his breath tightened, his feet were in the air, and he lowered his head, only to find that the woman who was more beautiful than the Oiran of Yihong Courtyard and the daughters of Li Yuanwai combined, was pinching his throat with her beautiful hand.

The woman who had just spoken also took off her hood at this moment and looked at him coldly.

is also a great beauty, so beautiful that the mark is flawless, and even loses the taste of life.

Being watched by her eyes, the old man's heart felt cold, the tip of his tongue trembled, and he trembled for a long time without spitting out half a word.

However, the puppet beauty saw that the boatman was trembling and stunned because of her gaze, but she didn't say much, turned her head, and asked her master: "Childe, it's better to-"

Before the words fell, the plump girl who grabbed the throat of the boatman couldn't help licking her tongue and said, "Thin, old, but talking is better than nothing." ”

However, the master chose to forgive.

Stretching out his slender and bony hand, he slowly drew a reflection and pointed into the old man's forehead: "I've been killing too much recently, and I don't want to have another incident." ”

With his fingertips swiping, the old man suddenly felt that the sky was spinning, and the sky that should have been the morning light suddenly turned into a bright moonlit night, silver light waved all over the ferry, the moonlight was hazy, the purple swallows swirled, and the sparse rain fell on the ground, and his heart couldn't help but soften......

......

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A lonely sail, aimlessly floating on the icy Yellow River, the boat swayed a slightly blood-red water wave, Li Yeyin sat comfortably on the side of the boat, lit the fire, and tasted the newly brewed green ant wine.

"Green Ant New Brewing Wine...... I want snow in the evening......" chanted leisurely, stretched out his hand, and held the snowflakes that melted in the palm of his hand.

Beside him, Liyan meticulously warmed the wine, and as her name suggested, she was always a standard wooden beauty.

However, Xu Yuanyuan, who had been wandering in the water to devour fish and shrimp since the start of the boat, heard the master's words and sighed, and hurriedly lost no time in popping his head and flattering: "Kuze was really mad by Gongzi this time, and actually ignored the taboo of the cultivation realm, and summoned five thousand guards to cooperate with more than three hundred low-level monks in an attempt to kill Gongzi. ”

"The inevitable consequence of trying the sword Chang'an. Li Yeyin said casually, took a sip of wine, and sighed, "Five thousand guards and three hundred low-level monks are just his first wave of temptation. He wanted to know how many catties and taels I had at the moment, and whether it was worth it for him, a god-transforming monk, to take action personally. ”

"Could it be that the five thousand guards and three hundred low-level monks are ......" Xu Yuanyuan said in disbelief, since she became the puppet of the Blood God Son, she often made inhuman acts under the control of hunger, and after following Li Yeyin, she had no scruples, eating more than 100 people from the forbidden army outside Chang'an City, thinking that she was ruthless and spicy. But at this moment, she was shocked by Kuze's methods.

It turns out that the righteous person does bad things, and she is even more shameless than this demon.

Li Yeyin saw her shock, and Ying Ying said: "With a moral mask, the ugly **** can be dressed up in a high-sounding manner." After this battle, the name of Madman Li also resounded all over the world. ”

"But ......," Xu Yuanyuan stopped talking.

Li Ye groaned: "The nickname of Crazy Li is actually very suitable for me. Because he is crazy, he dares to fight with heaven and life, and fight with everything in the world! With this nickname, no matter what he does in the future, he doesn't need to care about the eyes of the world...... Who would expect a madman to know compassion or ...... Reasonable?"

"But I still think it's unfair, this old bald donkey is really crazy!" Xu Yuanyuan muttered dissatisfiedly.

Li Yeyin stood up with a smile, held the wine, and walked to the bow of the boat.

"Who is crazy and who is normal, there is no conclusive conclusion. The angle of the station is different, and the world you see is also different. Perhaps in the eyes of a madman, a normal person is a madman. As he said leisurely, he suddenly raised the wine in his hand and saluted the void, "Since the Divine Monarch has arrived, why don't you drink a cup?" Although it is not as good as the jade liquid of Yaochi, the wine in the world also has the taste of the world. ”

With that, with a slight movement of his wrist, the green wine in the earthen porcelain cup suddenly swayed, turned into a light rain and poured down, blended into the turbid Yellow River water, and disappeared without a trace.

"In the battle of the Yellow River, there was blood and drifting, and five thousand guards plus three hundred low-level disciples of the One Yuan Sect were just giving their lives in vain. If I hadn't known your true nature, I would probably have been shocked when I saw your ease at the moment. is obviously covered in blood, but it can be so clear and translucent, and the demeanor is peaceful. It's no wonder that the words of the fake survivor of Kuze announced to the world and named you a madman Li. ”

The cold voice sounded like a chant, silver hair emerged from nothingness, and silver eyes looked at Li Yeyin softly, as gentle and peaceful as a father looking at his children.

"It doesn't matter if I'm crazy or not. Who you are matters. Li Yeyin said calmly. A quick glance three years ago made Li Yeyin remember Rong Yi.

Remember Rong Yi, because he is one of the few strong people in the world during the Tribulation Period. also because the way he looks at himself is confusing, even frightened. It was a bottomless gentleness, obviously many of his behaviors had exceeded the necessary scope, but he just looked at him with a helpless and gentle look, tolerant and partial.

...... Like a ...... A stupid father who doesn't know how to love his son......

For example, at this moment, although there is a faint reproach in his tone, there is a clear smile on the corner of his mouth. Obviously, this god monarch was very happy to hear about Li Yeyin's killing behavior by the Yellow River.

"Who I am, you will know the Tao one day, I can only tell you now, I am the only person in the world who will not hurt you. Rong said softly, and his robe fluttered and landed on the side of the ship.

Without waiting for his master's permission, he sat down on the ground, took the porcelain cup from Liyan's hand, and poured himself a glass of wine.

"This green ant wine is really good. After drinking a glass, Rong Yi sighed, "It's a little cloudy, some is sour, but it's really a good wine." ”

"Because there is a human smell in the wine. Li Yeyin smiled.

Rong Yi sighed and said, "Human taste...... What a strange word. Tens of thousands of monks, cut off the edge of the dust, and the poor and green fell into the Yellow Springs to pursue hard, just to transcend all things and live forever. But where is the real leisure? Not stuck in things, not in form, seemingly simple eight words, but even in the period of tribulation, you may not be able to comprehend, there is no cultivation that is the best in the world, but it is just a slave of the Tao. ”

"It's a pity that in today's troubled times, the monks would rather drink to quench their thirst and be slaves of the Tao in exchange for unparalleled strength, rather than be merciful and compassionate, and finally be devoured by the strong. Li Yeyin said meaningfully.

Rong Yi knew what he meant, and a trace of sadness crossed his silver eyes, and said, "So the catastrophe is coming." ”

"In the era of the end of the Dharma, the three poisonous hearts of all living beings are blazing, and there are evil masters who say the truth, such as the sand ...... of the Ganges River"

An indifferent voice suddenly sounded, and a touch of black clothes floated by, and it was Yuan Mo.

"It's been a long time, son. He said sharply, and sat down on his own, his sleeves inadvertently brushing the ends of Liyan's hair, and his fair face cracked, revealing the inner part of the requiem.

"This Yanren is doing a good job, but it's a pity that ......" As soon as the words changed, Yuan Mo raised his head and looked at Li Yeyin, "Follow you, the master." ”

"Shenjun is Xingshi asking for guilt, but I don't know that Kuze's face is so big, and he is as noble as Shenjun, and he actually wants to sell his face. Li Yeyin pretended to be puzzled, causing Rong Yi on the side to laugh.

Yuan Mo knew that he was deliberately sarcastic, but he was not moved, and said: "With the Divine Monarch of Rongxi, how dare I make a mistake." It's just that the 5,319 corpses and bones that stretch for hundreds of miles of blood and water, someone has to stand up and take responsibility, right?"