On this day, they stopped by a small river on the day of Lin Futian.

Lomé held the river in both hands, looked at his own reflection on the water, and sighed.

Alas, it has become a lot of vicissitudes lately.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but set her eyes on the person who led her group around blindly along the way - Lin Futian. Lin Futian seemed to notice Luo Mei's resentful eyes, turned around, and showed a harmless smile at Luo Mei.

How can I explain the bumps and bumps along the way? Luo Mei was irritable, and rubbed her face with water fiercely, trying to make herself calm and calm with this cool water, otherwise, she was really afraid that one day she might not be able to resist the urge to use a bamboo sword to cut him.

Along the way, Luo Mei originally thought that Lin Futian would not be as boring as before, so he specially found some difficult paths to walk. Instead, in order to be in a hurry, speed up, and try to walk some spacious official avenues. But it turns out that Lomé is really thinking too much. Along the way, Lin Futian took Luo Mei and them to take a lot of unjust roads.

Gullies and ravines, twists and turns. Treacherous valleys, dilapidated old temples, quirky old villages...... There were also many places that could not be seen on the map, and Lomé felt like they had almost all walked through. However, along the way, it was not too boring, so Luo Mei could still accept Lin Futian's strange idea. Otherwise, presumably the bamboo sword would have already stretched out to Lin Futian's neck, and the two would still be so peaceful?

Along the way, I've seen a lot of things.

For example, once a few people passed through a mountain forest, and there were some flower trees with unknown flowers.

Black branches, pink and white flowers.

The old tree drew strips, and a lot of dry branches and leaves fell, still a little yellowish green. At that time, Lin Futian silently looked at these trees with different flowers, and said with a smile to Xu Qing who was standing next to him: "Like this kind of tree, the flowers that bloom on it are somewhat interesting, and it is said that it blooms more than a year later, so looking at the flowers on the tree, you can almost know the age of the tree." ”

Xu Qingran nodded, pointed to a tree next to him, pondered for a moment, and said to Lin Futian: "Then this tree has been ninety-six years old?"

Lin Futian followed the direction Xu Qing pointed, looked at it, and then said with a smile: "Brother Xu has a few. ”

Xu Qing was puzzled: "How come?" Then he counted again, then looked at Lin Zhengying, and asked, "No more, no less, there are only ninety-six flowers, how can there be one few?"

Lin Futian walked up to the tree, pointed to a small shoot, and then motioned to Xu Qing to look at the falling flowers on the ground, and said, "This is a newly grown young flower, and the old flower on the ground is an old flower that has just fallen for a few days, so Brother Xu is really one of the few." Xu Qing smiled helplessly, then approached the tree, looked at it carefully for a long time, and then said, "Understood." ”

In the next few days, Xu Qing went to chat with Lin Futian from time to time, but it had nothing to do with cultivation. In this regard, Luo Mei and others are also used to it, and it is not strange for strange people to do strange things.

On another occasion, a few people passed through a treacherous valley and were surprised to see a small village in it. People live and work in peace and contentment. It seems that they have not been in contact with the outside world, because they don't even know what dynasty it is, only what country they are from. However, they never wanted to get out of this valley, not because the valley was dangerous and the road was not easy to walk, but because they felt that the current life was quite good, and they lived happily. There are good enough reasons for that.

Lin Futian and the others were warmly welcomed by the village chief, and after the meal, the village chief found the leader who looked like this group, that is, Lin Futian. He chatted with Lin Futian for a few words, and then said straight to the point: This place is a paradise for their whole village, so I hope that Lin Futian will not spread the news everywhere after they go out, and the people in their village want to stay away from the world and live quietly. Lin Futian agreed with a smile, and promised that it would never be spread out. The old village chief happily returned home and took two jars of good wine and gave them to Lin Futian. As a person who loves wine, Lin Futian naturally accepted it happily, but this made him suffer more from Luo Mei.

Do you have such a love of drinking? Lome held his forehead, really not wanting to say that he knew this person. It's a shame.

Several people said goodbye to the village, Xu Qing gathered beside Lin Futian, and said softly: "Brother Lin, can you give me an altar of wine?" Lin Futian was a little surprised, he didn't expect that this Xu Qing was also a person who loves wine, glanced at Xu Qing, Lin Futian smiled and said: "You are a senior brother of [Qianyang Palace], you actually love to drink?" Xu Qing said with some embarrassment: "After all, I have also experienced a few years in the mountains, and I still like these good wines in the market." ”

Lin Futian casually handed Xu Qing a jar of wine, and said with a smile: "Okay, I don't think you are a very authentic Buddhist child." Xu Qing hurriedly took the jar of wine handed over by Lin Futian, and said with a smile: "Thank you, Brother Lin, in fact, wine is still very useful for practicing Buddhism." You don't understand, hehe. Lin Futian raised his eyebrows and asked, "What do you say?"

Xu Qing was dumbfounded, a little embarrassed, and didn't know how to answer, and finally said: "Brother Lin, you are not a disciple of our Buddhism, you don't understand." Lin Futian smiled dumbly, patted Xu Qing's shoulder, and said, "Do you really think I don't know about your Buddhist disciples?" Xu Qing looked embarrassed, as the eldest disciple of [Qianyang Palace], he has traveled all these years, not to mention anything else, for the fine wine in the market, it can be said that he can't put it down, and he slowly becomes extremely good at drinking, and he will bring some wine with him.

Otherwise, what do you drink when you are thirsty?

Sometimes he would wonder if she didn't like him because of the smell of alcohol in her? It seems that he is really not suitable for practicing Buddhism, and he is still more suitable to be a pure Jianghu person like Brother Lin. He lifted the clay seal of the wine, lifted the jar, and took a sip of the wine with his head up. He breathed a long sigh of relief and exclaimed, "This is really good wine!" Lin Futian sniffed, snatched the wine jar in Xu Qing's hand, raised his head and took a sip, smashed his mouth, and said, "It is indeed good wine!" Lin Futian's eyes lit up. This jar of wine should be more than 30 years old, and it is extremely rare to be able to make such a quality of wine in an ordinary world.

Lin Futian suddenly found Xu Qingzheng looking at him resentfully, Xu Qing said sadly: "Brother Lin, don't you still have two jars of wine?" Lin Futian said without changing his face: "This is a good bar, you have to save some drinks, otherwise, when you drink those bad wines in the future, there is no comparison of good wines, how can you feel at ease?" Xu Qing looked at the jar of wine in Lin Futian's hand, the meaning was obvious, if you don't give me the wine, I may do something that you can't accept.

Xu Qing was about to wrap around Lin Futian's hand and disgust him, but who knew that Lin Futian seemed to have expected it a long time ago, quickly pulled out his hand, handed the jar of wine to Xu Qing, and then walked a few steps to the side, away from Xu Qing. Xu Qing was stunned for a moment, then smiled, and quickly accepted the jar of wine and closed the lid to prevent the aroma of the wine from running away. He said to Lin Futian with a smile: "Brother Lin, what are you doing running so far, I won't eat you." As he spoke, he was about to walk towards Lin Futian.

Lin Futian suddenly began to run and rushed forward. Leaving behind Luo Mei and his entourage, who were stunned, and Xu Qing, who was about to play tricks on Lin Futian. Xu Qing suddenly chased after him, laughing while chasing: "Little baby, don't run......"

Luo Mei and the others suddenly found that Lin Futian, who had been in front, suddenly stumbled after hearing those words, and then continued to run. It's just that the posture is a little awkward.

Several people immediately laughed and bent over with laughter.

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On another occasion a few people were passing through a small village. There is something strange about this village, there are many old people who "carry cage birds", staggering around, unhurried.

Some of the birds they brought with them were two cages—as many as eight. If you bring seven or eight cages, you have to come in a carriage. On the handlebars, in the back seat, in the front and back, left and right are birdcages, which are arranged very organized. It's also interesting to see them gliding smoothly through the dense forest paths that lead to the mountains. ——The owner sitting in the car is naturally very chic and complacent, and he is refreshed.

Lin Futian and they found that whether it was a stall selling tofu or those ordinary people, there would be a cage of birds on the small tree in front of the stall. Most of the bird walkers are elderly, and when they have nothing to do, they just walk around and walk around. Slowly, the day passed.

It's also beautiful.

In fact, there are similar people in the empire, for those ordinary creatures who can't cultivate, as humans who naturally think they are the masters of the food chain, they naturally regard them as playthings in their hands, but I don't know what it will be like for those people of the same clan who can cultivate and who have achieved cultivation to see such a scene?

Why do birds "slip"? Listening to the old man's statement, it seems that it is because they do not slip and do not call. Birds must get used to cages and get used to noisy and disturbed environments. When it gets used to being around people, it chirps to its heart's content. Such a period of domestication is called "pressing". A raw bird has to be "pressed" for at least a year.

The most direct way for a bird to learn to call is to let it listen to other birds, so bird keepers often get together, uncover their birds, hang them on trees not far away, and race and call one after another, listening to the old people here, this is called "knowing birds". Bird keepers are not only familiar with each other, but also with the calls of their friends' birds. It is up to the owner of the bird to decide which bird to call. As for choosing which birds to learn to call, this is the matter for the bird owner. The old gentleman pulled Lin Futian and they talked eloquently, as if they had endless words.

The timbre of a bird's call is varied. Some are wide and bright, some are narrow and tall, some are smart and can learn as soon as they learn, and some are stupid and can only chirp honestly a few times in their lives. Some birds are shy and refuse to call easily, while others are competitive and can call for a long time.

Raising birds is very troublesome, in addition to slipping, preparing bird food is also a difficult task. The old gentleman drank a cup of tea and continued to talk, and the old man who was familiar with him didn't care whether these young people liked to listen to it or not, but since the young man asked, he knew everything.

Zhao Jingzhi and Mo Yunfu were also quite interested, listening carefully, Luo Mei saw that people were elders, so she listened patiently, but she secretly made up her mind that she would definitely beat that hateful Lin Futian fiercely later, she was interested in everything, and asked everything, it was really ...... There is nothing more to say.

The old man is very happy that the young people are still interested in these things, unlike the boys at home, who know how to play all day long, look at others, look at people, and are willing to chat with the old man. So the old man continued: "In addition to the bird itself, what the bird keeper attaches importance to is the bird cage. There are two types of birdcages: round cages and square cages. The general birdcage is only twenty or thirty copper coins, and some of them are finely carved, close to "ghost work", and they are so expensive that they are staggering. - Some people don't keep birds, but only take pleasure in collecting precious bird cages. There are many bird food cans in the birdcage. A pair of hundred-year-old blue and white jars has become a rare treasure.

There is also a kind of fun of raising birds, the bird keeper raises the bird on the "rack", the so-called rack, in fact, is a tree branch. The fun is to train it to "shoot a projectile", the bird keeper throws a projectile in the air, and the bird will fly up to catch it. Some can catch two at a time. Rack-raised birds are generally large and hard-mouthed, and bird keepers are also happy to see them.

For these things, the old man said a lot. They listened quietly, sometimes nodding and sometimes smiling.

Later, Lin Futian and his party said goodbye to the old man, before leaving, Lin Futian gave the old man a jar of good wine, Xu Qing's eyelids jumped, and the old man accepted it with a smile, and he was in a good mood. Then they left the village on the day of the forest burial.

Behind them came the sound of birds, crisp and loud, and the sound of birds flapping their wings and flying. Lin Futian turned around and said something that Luo Mei didn't understand: "While you can still fly now, then use more strength when you wave your wings." ”

Under the setting sun, Lin Futian waved his hand, and it was not easy to walk.

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Luo Mei washed her face, rolled up her sleeves, quietly picked up a puff of water, and threw it at Lin Futian, who seemed to have expected it and avoided it early, which made Luo Mei very disappointed, she pursed her lips and swaggered back to pack her things. Lin Futian shook his head, looking at the layers of water patterns, his thoughts drifting away.

Mo Yunfu put away the carriage made by the Gongsun family, and the carriage twisted and contracted into a large round ball, which was withdrawn by Mo Yunfu. Such a carriage, because it is easy to carry, so it is widely sold on the mainland, there are many people competing to buy, when it first appeared, there was once a situation out of stock, and then the Gongsun family improved the tools, improved the production efficiency, and there was no such situation. However, it can also be seen from this that the influence of the Gongsun family on the mainland is very strong.

Zhao Jingzhi has recently broken through the realm, so she is in a good mood, she stepped on the moon, even when there was no moon appearing, Lin Futian They could also see the shadow of the moon on her body, this is a wonderful feeling, I believe that Zhao Jingzhi himself will also be aware of it, and his cultivation will come naturally.

Xu Qing looked into the distance, clasped his hands together, it seemed that it was almost there.

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In the palace, a young man about twenty years old stood on the jade slab of the main hall with a hideous expression. Opposite him, stood a middle-aged man with a gentle face, his hands behind his back, his expression a little serious.

These two men are both princes of Luo Shuiguo. It's just that there is a difference between the concubines.

The young man snorted, turned around and left. The middle-aged prince behind him seemed to want to say something, but he only sighed heavily, and he looked at the empty hall worriedly, and sighed again.

What should this country do? He was a little worried.

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In a small teahouse, a woman in white suddenly walked in.

The people in the entire teahouse suddenly fell silent, and those rude men looked straight in their eyes, they had never seen such a good-looking woman, and they were so smart. But when they saw the slender silver sword that the woman was carrying, they didn't dare to make any more moves. A woman with a sword who can't see her heels, it's better not to provoke it, otherwise she won't even know how she died, and there are fewer such things happening?

The woman walked to the counter, asked for a cup of tea, and quietly walked to a place where no one was around and sat down. Her eyes were cold, deep and gloomy.

Behind the woman, a man who pretended to accidentally fall down and wanted to take advantage passed by, and when his hand was about to touch the woman's waist, he licked his mouth, and he was about to succeed!

Suddenly, the man screamed and fell to the ground. He covered that hand, bleeding profusely, and it was estimated that he would never be able to catch it again. Because the hand that wanted to take advantage of the woman had become thin and unrecognizable. The people in the teahouse only felt a white light flash in front of them just now, and then they saw the man fall to the ground. So the people in the teahouse looked at the woman's eyes with more awe.

The woman didn't seem to hear the insult of the man who fell to the ground, and still drank tea quietly, she frowned and said, "It's noisy." Then he looked at the man, his pupils were erected, and when the man saw the woman's eyes, a series of thunderbolts sounded in his mind, and he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, hurriedly moved his body, hurriedly stood up, and quickly escaped from this place.

After the man left, the teahouse suddenly resounded with praise for the woman, and the people applauded and praised the woman.

The woman frowned suspiciously, put down the tea bowl, she was a little puzzled, and began to think carefully.

This seems to be a little different from what he described?

The woman put down two copper coins on the table and left the teahouse. Her expression softened a lot.

She looked at the slowly moving sun, blocked it with her hand, narrowed her eyes, and smiled.

Somewhat moving.

She suddenly felt that her experience was still not enough, so she decided to take a second look.

Who says that it is winter in the world?

It's just that there are fewer idlers, but there are fewer idlers......