Chapter 236: The Waves Rise to the Island

There is an isolated island outside Zhili Prefecture, which is rarely uninhabited, and is called the Absolute Island. During the Great Chu period, there was originally a naval division stationed here, but with the implementation of the sea ban by Dazheng and the abolition of the naval division stationed here, the originally large-scale prosperous towns on the island quickly fell into decline in just a dozen years, and now only a broken wall that no one cares about.

A strait that is not too wide, separating the island from the war-torn Central Plains, is like two worlds, no matter how the horses' hooves of the Northwest Army move like thunder, the island is always silent.

Today, when the heavy snow is about to stop, two waves of people have crossed the sea to the island.

The first wave of people did not come much, only four people, dressed in different attire. The first person is dressed in a brocade robe, like a prince in the eastern capital, and the remaining three are dressed as a gentry, a Confucian and a Taoist, and the age is very different.

There were more people in the second wave, about seven or eight, all of them were young men and women, listening to the accent is the rich and noble children of the Eastern Capital, all of them are dressed in brocade and mink, taking advantage of this rare snowfall, learning the style of Jiangnan celebrities, and traveling in the snow.

These young people came on a building boat, and as soon as they landed on the shore, they saw the four people in front of them, all of them were in good shape, especially the middle-aged Taoist, who was as gentle as jade, if he was not wearing a Taoist robe, he would simply be a first-class Jiangnan famous morale. These young people are all from a family of eunuchs in the Eastern Capital, and their vision of seeing whether people are rich or not is almost the skill brought out of the womb.

And there is another point, who does not know that the powerful Northwest King respects the way of Lao Zhuang, with the entry of the Northwest King, the Taoist Gate around the country has quietly flourished, as long as it is not a liar wearing a robe, the general people have to be in awe of a few points, usually celebrities gather, will also invite the local Taoist priests, so it seems that this line of people is also a fellow person who travels in the snow.

After all, what does the world have to do with us? As long as you have fun in time.

One of the young people walked out, dressed in brocade, and arched his hand: "How many of you are also here to enjoy the scenery?"

At this time, the heavy snow falls on the sea, the rime is thick, the sky and the clouds, with the mountains, and the water, up and down are white, except for the building boat, the surrounding is a vast ocean is not visible, and the end is a rare beauty.

The other people did not speak, only the old gentleman with a frosty face replied: "Don't enjoy the scenery, just wait for someone." ”

The voice is indifferent, like this white snow, revealing a sense of indifference.

The questioning boy felt that he had lost face, and his face was already a little unpleasant, but before he could speak, a cold wind blew, mixed with residual snow, and suddenly there was a bit of cold killing.

The handsome Taoist suddenly glanced to the west, and then his face became a little solemn, and he turned his head to these young men and women and said, "It's not good today, please leave early, and come back another day to enjoy the scenery." ”

A woman in a white fox fur said in a strange manner: "Yo, what a big breath, this island is your family!?"

The Taoist man dressed in a black Taoist robe did not speak, but the old Confucian man with frosty white hair shook his head and sighed: "Young people today. ”

As he spoke, the old man waved his sleeves, and a strong wind rose on the ground.

The gale swept up the young men and women and sent them into the boat they had come.

I don't know when, the sky is already full of dark clouds, and the sea surface that was as gentle as everyone's ladies a moment ago suddenly surged.

In the end, it was even more white.

Such a turbulent and tumbling wave made the building ship like a leaf of duckweed, whirling on the sea.

When the young men and women on the boat were still at a loss, they only felt that there seemed to be layers of big waves rising under their feet, and everyone on the boat looked around, only to see that the boat continued to float to the land direction with the waves, and it was getting farther and farther away from the island.

This is just the power of the old man!?

The young men and women on the boat were shocked when they came back to their senses.

Could this be the legendary immortal method!?

While the wind and waves are rising here, the west side of the island is still calm.

An old man dressed as a scholar came to the ferry, spent some loose silver, hired a small boat, and walked slowly in the direction of the island.

The boatman was an old man about the same age as the old scholar, and he shook the oars again and again, and said: "In this snowy weather, Xianggong is going to go to the Jedi Island, is it to enjoy the snow? Speaking of this year's snow, Xianggong is really good." ”

The old scholar shook his head and said: "I can't afford to be a minister, but I am just a poor and sour literati." ”

The boatman smiled: "Don't be modest, the old man is old, and there are not a few people he has seen, this knowledge is still there, you have a momentum, and you don't look like ordinary people." ”

The old man smiled and said: "Uncle, since you don't ask about the official position and the humility of the official, you also have to know that the word "Xianggong" is difficult for non-princes to bear, you might as well tell me, what kind of official position is the old man?"

The boatman turned into a pulp, a smile appeared on his wrinkled face, and with the cunning and wisdom of the market, he said: "I don't know about the old man, there is no first grade, but also a second grade." ”

When the boatman saw the old scholar smiling and silent, he thought that he had made a mistake, so he hurriedly added, "Sanpin! Sanpin can't be lower." ”

As soon as the words fell, the waves in the sea were like boiling water in an instant, and layer after layer of waves pushed the boat towards the direction of the island.

The old man has held the boat all his life, and he has never seen such a battle, and he is shocked beyond words.

The old scholar who was originally sitting slowly got up from the boat and stood on the bow of the boat, motionless like a mountain.

The old man looked at the distant island, and his whole body suddenly condensed, causing the huge wind and waves on the sea to be stunned. The boat, which was originally about to be overturned by the waves, seemed to be blessed by the fairy Buddha at this moment, standing on the head of the tide without moving.

The old scholar said softly: "The old man was originally here to make an appointment, but he didn't want that person to tear his face." ”

Before the words fell, there was a sudden interweaving of thunder and lightning in the sky, as if it was about to tear the entire canopy apart.

The thunder exploded, and the roaring sound was endless, shocking the heart.

In the rolling black clouds overhead, twenty-eight "stars" lit up one after another.

The old scholar looked up at the sky, stepped on his feet, and suddenly rose up. The boat, along with the old boatman on it, retreated sharply, splitting the wind and waves.

The next moment, the old man set foot on the island.

The young man who seemed to be a princely mound was dressed in a big hat and said calmly: "Zhang Zai, this king personally came to persuade you, and gave enough sincerity, but you still want to prevent this king from entering the Eastern Capital, then don't blame this king for not being merciful." ”

There was thunder in the sky, and electric snakes danced wildly, but his words overwhelmed the thunder in the sky, and the words were clear and ear-catching.

Zhang Zai's face was calm, and he said: "Xiao Yu, in life, you must always persevere, not everyone is willing to be a reed on the wall, and the wind will fall wherever it blows." In terms of generation, the old man and your grandfather are the same generation, in terms of age, the old man is eighty this year, and you are nearly a mile of time, today I will rely on the old man to sell the old, and give you a piece of advice, the one who wins the hearts of the people wins the world, even if your martial arts are at their peak, it will be difficult to prosper for a lifetime. ”

Xiao Yu laughed loudly, the laughter overshadowed the thunder and pressed the surrounding waves, "Da Zheng lost his deer, and the world chased him." Today, when I asked who killed the deer, the old gentleman said that the people were the people's hearts! As everyone knows, the people are ignorant and the people's wisdom has not yet opened, where is there a heart to speak of, and there is something to say!"

With Xiao Yu's words, purple thunder fell in the sky, a total of twenty-eight, twenty-eight thunder beads in the rolling black clouds, and the bottom was connected to the island, and the forest was like a forbidden place.

Whether it was the young men and women, or the old boatmen, they all saw this unforgettable scene.

Brilliant Tianwei.

The power of the immortals!

Zhang Zai looked up at the thunder pool array that was tumbling endlessly in the sky, and sighed softly, "Xiao Yu, can you stop the old man? ”

Zhang Zai's voice fell, and the black clouds in the sky spread out an inch away, revealing the three figures behind him.

One, one custom, one Confucian.

The Taoist was cold, "Poor Dao dust." ”

The gentry was indifferent, "Xu Zhenzhi." ”

The Confucian scholar was solemn, "Tianji Pavilion, Nan Jinren." ”

"Send Mr. Hengqu on the road. ”