Under the tall "Sword Mountain".

Lin Futian raised his head and stretched out his hand to cover his forehead. "Sword Mountain" is covered by clouds and mist, dots of blue and green adorn it, and there seems to be elixir fairy grass on the cliff wall where the knife sharpens and axes, and the rhyme is like flowing water. Everywhere is mysterious, and it can be seen that it is unreasonable. The "Sword Mountain" is slanted into the ground, leaning against the mountain wall next to it, just leaving a triangular hole, lush and green, with purple vines entwined, which can only allow one person to pass.

Luo Mei sighed that there is such a peculiar mountain, after being "sarcastic" by Lin Futian, she never wanted to speak again, Zhao Jing saw this, smiled and comforted Luo Mei, and then looked at the "Sword Mountain" not far away, her pupils gradually turned silvery-white, and a little starlight and moonlight were circulating in it, it was very wonderful, she opened her mouth and found that the "Sword Mountain" in the distance could not see through herself, in the past, she saw the mountain is the mountain, through her own [supernatural power], she can occasionally see the flowing water and spiritual herbs in the valley. But somehow, today's [supernatural power] of my own doesn't seem to be very effective, and even the mountains can't be seen clearly, and I can only see a gray color that gathers and scatters, but I still can't see the mountains and the water.

She rubbed her eyes, thinking that something was wrong with her eyes, and then looked intently, but she could only see a gray cloud of color covering the mountain, and she couldn't see the "lines" and "rhyme" of the mountain. Zhao Jingzhi was a little worried, and then looked at them with a calm face, standing next to him and raising his head to look at the forest burial sky of "Sword Mountain".

Over there.

Mo Yunfu smiled and said to Lin Futian: "Brother Lin, you are really puzzled by the amorous sometimes, how can you talk to a girl like that?"

"Why don't I understand the amorous feelings?" Lin Futian asked suspiciously.

Mo Yunfu looked Lin Futian up and down, then sighed and said, "It's really a pity. ”

With such a good-looking skin, why don't you know how to please girls so much? If you had such a look, I guess Master would have been able to drink my wedding wine a long time ago, right? Mo Yunfu thought to himself.

"What's the pity?" Lin Futian tilted his head and asked suspiciously.

Mo Yunfu shook his head, sighed, and said, "It's nothing, let's talk about some business." Mo Yunfu stretched out his palm, Lin Futian looked over, and saw that there were two coins flipping and jumping in Mo Yunfu's palm, they were like two happy children, sometimes meeting and colliding in Mo Yunfu's palm, sometimes spinning separately. Two coins are oddly shaped, one in the shape of a leaf, and the other in the shape of a curved knife.

Lin Futian smiled a little, he was really curious about where he collected so many strange-shaped coins? However, some of these questions involve personal privacy, so it is better not to ask.

Mo Yunfu's palm closed slightly, and he saw that the coins that rotated separately in his palm were slightly tilted after a pause, and then instantly fitted together, golden light burst out, and a little spark splashed in Mo Yunfu's palm, but seeing Mo Yunfu's face as usual, it should just be because of his master's exercises, right? Lin Futian curiously leaned around Mo Yunfu and looked down carefully.

After the two coins are fitted together, just like a bird spreading its wings, it suddenly swells into a round ball, the ball has the lines of blades and scimitars and its unique color, and it is not incongruous when the two are mixed together, and the magic is that when the two coins are fused together, a big reason is because of the breath of the golden rune that it contains, Lin Futian saw it in his eyes and nodded silently. It seems that Mo Yunfu has almost comprehended the mural inheritance he received in the cave that day, and all that remains is to slowly improve his realm and cultivation, and I believe that in the future, there will be one more immortal in the rivers and lakes.

If one day in the future, Mo Yun Fu comprehended all the true meaning of the Fu Seal, supplemented by the corresponding realm and cultivation, it was hard to imagine that at that time, Mo Yun Fu would still need Lin Futian's help?

Mo Yunfu picked up the small round ball in his hand, put it in front of his right eye, just blocked the entire "Sword Mountain", he closed his left eye, and then looked at it with his right eye, the golden rune seal on the small ball slowly flowed, and then twisted into a round golden ring, Mo Yunfu was able to take a good look at this mountain shaped like an ancient sword through this golden ring, he suddenly opened his left eye, and then took the small ball, with a complicated expression. The ball automatically bounces off when it is removed, turning back into two coins: a "leaf" and a "machete".

Lin Futian smiled and said, "What do you see?"

Mo Yunfu shook his head and said in a deep voice: "I didn't see anything probable, but I just felt that the stars in the mountain didn't look like a mountain, but like a ...... ”

Lin Futian added with a smile: "Secret Realm?"

Mo Yunfu nodded, "That's right, it's a bit like a secret realm, but generally speaking, it's unlikely that a secret realm will appear in this place?" Mo Yunfu asked suspiciously.

Lin Futian quipped: "Do you think you can always encounter some unexpected things along the way?"

Mo Yunfu smiled: "That's the same thing. ”

Lin Futian hooked the corners of his mouth and asked, "Don't you feel a little excited?"

Mo Yunfu shook his head and said with a smile, "It's a little." ”

Lin Futian patted Mo Yunfu on the shoulder, "Relax, with me, there won't be any big problems." ”

Mo Yunfu patted his ass and said: "That's true, every time Brother Lin encounters something, he can lead us to save the day, to tell the truth, after staying with Brother Lin, I really understand what is called the natural straight from the boat to the bridge, I didn't believe this sentence before, I always thought it was fake, but after meeting Brother Lin, I Mo Yunfu really understood what it means to be outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky." I ......"

Lin Futian interrupted: "Okay, okay, don't say it, your kung fu is really not at home, but I agree with the statement that there is a day outside the sky." I guess one day, you may also realize that this is not a simple joke. ’

"Huh?" Mo Yunfu wondered, "I was distracted just now. Mo Yunfu scratched his head and said embarrassedly.

Lin Futian said: "It's nothing, it's just that your sycophant kung fu needs to be practiced again." ”

Mo Yunfu smiled and said Okay, okay, and then ran to the side to clean up the carriage made by the Gongsun family.

Lin Futian quietly walked to Luo Mei's side, apologized "sincerely" under his resentful eyes, and then was chased around by Luo Mei, who was angry, with a bamboo sword.

Zhao Jing covered her mouth and snickered, full of smiles. Mo Yunfu straightened up, stopped the idea of packing up his tools, and looked at the two strange people with a smile, one running hard, the other smiling.

This seems to be the reason why several people choose to travel together, right?

Because it's fun.

Because it's very comfortable.

These two simple reasons have long since trumped all flowery and empty language.

At the entrance of the tall "Sword Mountain" cave.

Lin Futian rubbed his shoulder, just now Luo Mei came to another "ruthless move", so his current shoulder is really an indescribable pain, he feels that if he gives the world's exercises a high level in the future, Luo Mei's simple "meat" can definitely crown the world, let the women on the rivers and lakes compete to learn, and then repay the shameless people in the world - that is, most of the men.

Of course, Lin Futian himself had better not be on this list. Because that trick is really unbearable.

Luo Mei looked at the deep triangular hole and said, "Why don't you ...... I'll go first. "Because she has always encountered some strange things recently, she has been strange, so she has unconsciously had such a habit, where to think about the bad in advance, if you encounter a good thing, it is naturally an unexpected joy, if you encounter danger, then it is expected, and you are also prepared, so you will not be caught off guard.

Lin Futian smiled helplessly: "No need, you can rest assured, it's just a cave, it's not a big deal, you don't need to be scared." ”

Zhao Jingzhi's eyes turned silvery-white, looking at the entrance of the cave, her eyebrows were full of worry, the mountain was still that muddy in her eyes, she couldn't see it really, for this kind of bottomless thing, she was a little stunned now.

Fortunately, Lin Futian didn't give Zhao Jingzhi too much time to worry, he swaggered directly into the cave, and then Luo Mei and the others had to follow in.

As soon as you enter the cave, the inside suddenly becomes clear, and you can see the green mountains and water in the distance. This made the worried Luo Mei a little relieved, but they didn't expect it to be quite bright, there are no magical things such as murals, but there are a lot of poems written on the rock wall, and they can still taste a product, such as: "It is difficult to learn the true color of the fragrance", "The bird still knows how to hate"...... There are also some words that are not nutritious, such as: "so-and-so came here to visit ......" and other marks left by unscrupulous people. Lin Futian saw those unscrupulous stone carvings, and then quietly erased those traces.

A few people walked out of the cave, and there were not as imagined on the way, they would encounter some strange things, I don't know if it was because of being with Lin Futian, it seemed that he could always encounter some strange and difficult things to solve. A few people are not surprised, but this sudden encounter with a mysterious "Sword Mountain", it is inevitable that they will think more, who knows that the expected thing did not happen, and there is no wind and rain on the way, and it is quite smooth. Several people suddenly laughed at themselves: I didn't expect that they had become so sensitive now.

Once you get out of the cave, you can see a small village not far away, nestled between the mountains and rivers. A few people walked into the village and asked, only to know: this strangely shaped mountain has existed a long time ago, no one knows the origin of this mountain, and for many years walking back and forth is also accustomed to the company of the peak, but the village has this mountain, but it has maintained a peaceful atmosphere for many years, and there has never been a ghost harming people. Like the next few small villages have happened similar ghost harm things, only their village has never happened like that, has always been very safe, so several other villages slowly began to move to their village, so you can see that there is a circle of new houses on the periphery of the village, scattered, but very neatly and in line with their village residences, new houses and old houses, together at the foot of this "sword mountain", spent peacefully I don't know how many years.

At the foot of the sword mountain, Tai'an dwells, and the new houses and old houses fall in the mountains.

It's not getting early. So Lin Futian and his party decided to settle in this village for the time being, the village chief was a hospitable old man, and took a few good-looking young monks to their house to be guests. On the way, I met a lot of young girls with spring in their hearts, and after seeing the handsome Fengshen of Lin Futian, I was mistaken for life. The village chief saw everything in his eyes, smiled and recommended to Lin Futian the girls in his village, and then asked: Can Lin Gongzi have a marriage match? Can he have a favorite woman? After getting Lin Futian's two denials, the old village chief became more and more happy, although he knew that this young fairy boy did not look down on these girls in his village, but not looking down on it does not mean that he could not bring them back as a bed warmer? If it really can't work, it is good to be a maid to accompany him. If you get the fairy fate in the future, isn't it a good thing for one person to get the Taoist chicken dog to ascend to heaven?

The old village chief made a draft in his heart, and was ready to talk to the young man, but Lin Futian took the lead in taking the lead, and Lin Futian naturally knew what the old village chief meant, so he changed the topic and asked: "Village chief, are there any strange things around here?" I'm more interested in this. ”

The village chief naturally understood the meaning of Lin Futian, and as the head of a village, he still had the ability to observe words and colors. So he smiled and said, "Don't say this son, we are here, there are really some interesting things, and I am also hearsay, but a slap can't make a sound, so there must still be a certain basis." Lin Futian replied with a smile that it was okay, he just listened to the village chief tell stories when he was bored, and he had a long insight, and by the way, he relieved his boredom. The old village chief heard this, okay, then I have to talk to you well.

Speaking of their village, it is called "Jianyuan Village", although the peak that looks like a sword is erected in front of the village, but it is not like what the book says, "one side of the water and soil raises one side of the people". If that's the case, why hasn't there been a single person in the village who can use the sword for so long? It's also strange to say, the people in the village, they can't use the sword, once they hold the sword, they don't know what they're thinking, they stand in a daze, no matter what others call him, there is no response, and after I don't know how long, the people in the village can be regarded as admitted, because there is no swordsman in the village who can use the sword. This matter, I don't know how many boys and girls have shattered their dreams, and the description of the person who uses the sword in the book is obviously more colorful, so the status of the swordsman has also risen, and he is high.

However, I heard that there was a scholar from the [East China Sea] who didn't have much empathy after seeing the situation in their village, but just gave them a pertinent opinion, that is: It is good to use a sword, but you can't hang yourself from a tree all the time, why don't you find another way, how about using a knife? There are still many swordsmen in the world who are not inferior to swordsmen, but they have not yet been written in the book.

When Lin Futian heard this, he nodded and greatly agreed, because he had really seen a few swordsmen with knives, and just by unsheathing their swords, they had already cut off the pride of a swordsman in the rivers and lakes.

The old village chief continued: It's also strange to say, I don't know if the young man is like a god, or the people in our village are really suitable for holding knives, but after that, there have been many knife customers in our village, and now many famous knife players on the rivers and lakes have walked out from our village. The old man said with a smile, his expression full of pride.

Lin Futian and the others all showed a look of relief after seeing the scene of hanging knives in front of their homes and the rivers and lakes of children practicing knives. The old man was worried that they didn't know much about Lin Futian, so he roughly explained the current atmosphere of advocating knives in the village. Then he continued to preach with a smile: Since the swordsmen in our village came out in large numbers, we began to check the reader who gave us advice at the beginning, and I was ready to thank him, but I didn't expect to learn later that he had done a great job as an official in the capital, and personally wrote a romance novel, specifically about the swordsman, in order to be happy on the rivers and lakes and need characters like swordsmen to join them, and then drive the entire rivers and lakes of the rivers and lakes, otherwise, the whole rivers and lakes are full of swordsmen with swords, how boring it should be, and a hundred flowers bloom is spring。

Later, our village jointly wrote a letter to the scholar from the [East China Sea], thanking him well, and after receiving the letter, he sent the romance novel he had just completed for the children in our village to circulate, and I also missed the reader.

Lin Futian asked, "Is that scholar from the [East China Sea]?"

The old village chief nodded and replied, "Yes, I heard that this is the case. ”

Lin Futian smiled and muttered to himself, "That's ......" Since he is from the [East China Sea], then he is not surprised at all. Because there is not only a "book saint" in that place, but also a famous teacher in the [East China Sea].

The old village chief seemed to suddenly remember something interesting, laughed, and then preached to Lin Futian and them: "I suddenly thought of another interesting thing, I don't know if you will listen to it?"

Lin Futian smiled: "Tell me about it?"

The old village chief stroked his beard and smiled, pondered for a while, and then said: It is said that there is a blind monk on the East Mountain, and he has a magical ability, that is, as long as he smells the burned poems, he can know the quality of this work. At this time, it is said that several scholars who did not believe in evil came to look for the blind monk, two scholars from the north and one scholar from the south, and they were not convinced by each other's writing skills. Hearing that the old monk was so amazing, after participating in the township exam, they decided to go to the old monk together and let him judge how his test-taking works were. The old monk said, "Let me smell the work after you burn it, and I will know whether it is good or bad." The scholars in the south first burned some of the master's works one by one, and as soon as the old monk smelled the smell, he said loudly: "Wow, the taste is so good, it's just full of Tai, good article." Then the southern scholar burned his work for the old monk to smell, and when the old monk smelled it, he exclaimed, "Whose work is this? It smells so bad that I want to vomit." ”

The scholars in the south were very unhappy, and a few days later, the list was released, and the scholars in the south actually passed the exam.

They went to the old monk again and said, "Look, your judgment is very inaccurate, and you say a bad article, but the examiner takes a fancy to it." ”

The old monk said: "That's not my fault, maybe the examiner's article is as smelly as yours." If you burn this examiner's article, I will definitely be able to smell which one was written by the examiner who fancied you. ”

So the southern scholars found the works of the examiners, and when one of them was burned, the old monk shouted, saying, "It smells too bad to accept it at all, this must have been written by the examiner who took a fancy to you." ”......

Lomé asked curiously, "What happened later?"

The old village chief licked his dry lips and replied with a smile: "Later, naturally, I responded to the old monk's words, so the southern candidates also left in disgrace, but it was also interesting. The blind monk lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests to the east, and I had met him several times, except that he was more athletic than ordinary people, there was nothing special about him, and I didn't think he was so magical. The old village chief shook his head with a smile, and laughed at himself: "Maybe the old man, I'm lonely and unheard, and I don't know that the immortals are around, right?"

Lin Futian replied with a smile: "Don't be presumptuous, in this village, you know the most things, if you are very knowledgeable, I am far inferior to you." ”

Although the old village chief knew that these were just polite words, he was still relieved and a little fluttering after listening to them, because after all, not every village chief could be praised by the immortal master. So the old village chief smiled and said: "Lin Gongzi, don't laugh anymore, old man, I am a mountain village man, where can I compare to Gongzi's knowledge?"

Lin Futian took the village chief's hand and said with a smile: "Boy, how many years have I lived, how can you know more, you have traveled more than I have eaten more salt, I don't know how much?"

The old village chief waved his hand and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, whatever you say is what you say." ”

Lin Futian grinned and said with a smile: "It's important to eat, village chief, let's go quickly." The old village chief smiled and said, "Okay, okay, don't worry."

Luo Mei and his party looked at the two people in front of them, a little helpless.

Why didn't these two people see each other for long and become like two brothers?

Is this what people say at first sight?

During the dinner was very pleasant, the village chief has been persuading Lin Futian to drink more wine, Lin Futian did not refuse, just accompanied the old man to drink to his heart's content, the two of them drank glass after glass, the village chief's daughter-in-law couldn't stand it, and was a little worried about the old village chief's body, so he persuaded him to drink less. The village chief's wife could not resist him, and then she secretly made up her mind: Tomorrow she must hide all the wine in the house, so that the old fellow will never find any more wine.

Lin Futian took the opportunity to tell the old village chief that he couldn't drink anymore, so let's drink it another day, and then the old village chief, who was actually already drunk, squinted his eyes slightly, and said with a smile: "You young man is still not as good as us old men, you still have to practice, how can a man play on the rivers and lakes without drinking? Then Lin Futian carried the old village chief who was already drunk on the dining table back to the room, and then said to the old lady apologetically: "I'm really sorry today, I shouldn't let the old village chief drink so much wine." The old lady was sensible and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's rare for this old guy to be so happy today, let him drink it well." Lin Futian said with a smile: "The old village chief is really lucky to marry you, where can I find such a good daughter-in-law?"

The old lady covered her mouth and smiled: "Okay, you kid is flamboyant, you have deceived a lot of girls, right?" As she spoke, the village chief's wife turned her attention to Zhao Jingzhi and Luo Mei, who were packing up their things in the yard.

Lin Futian smiled awkwardly and said, "This is not what you imagined. I ......"

The old lady interrupted: "Okay, I understand, although you young people are in good health, you can't overindulge in it." ”

Lin Futian was helpless to hold his forehead, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Women, no matter how old they are, are a very terrible existence.

In the middle of the night, Lin Futian stood silently by the window, and from this position, he could just see the tall "Sword Mountain" not far away, Lin Futian frowned and thought thoughtfully.

I don't know if it was intentional or unintentional, Luo Mei and Zhao Jingzhi were arranged by the old lady to live on both sides of Lin Futian's room, just sandwiching Lin Futian in the middle. Mo Yunfu lived in another room, according to the old woman's words: Anyway, we have a lot of empty rooms in our house, so you can live casually. But although she said that she lived casually, she still arranged Luo Mei and Zhao Jingzhi next to Lin Futian's room, and when she left, the old lady gave Lin Futian a meaningful look, which roughly meant that Lin Futian understood, so this made him very helpless.

As a result, Lin Futian had a new feeling about the horror of women.

Lin Futian frowned, staring at the "Sword Mountain" in the distance, and his thoughts drifted away inexplicably. Suddenly, Lin Futian thought of the blind monk again, and then the corners of his mouth hooked.

It's really getting more and more interesting.

In the middle of the night, there are many kinds of insect calls in the forest, some of which can be distinguished, and some of which are beyond the cognitive range of the forest burial day, and they resound in the forest for a long time.

Slow chirp, soul-breaking.

The night song, the throat that belongs to the season, soothes the soul that has been tossed too much by life.

And man is sometimes like an echo stone in nature, shining in the sound of the night.