Midsummer Dragon Boat Festival, Canglong flies to the south of Zhongtian, seven nights of Dazhang, as the fifth hexagram in the classical Book of Changes: the flying dragon is in the sky, it is the auspicious day for the dragon to fly to the sky.

On that day, the dragon star has been neutralized, which is a good omen.

On that day, 30,000 government troops marched from the capital city of Qingzhou Prefecture and returned to Zhongzhou.

According to rumors, there were nearly 20,000 garrisons at that time, and the governor and a cadre of civil and military officials personally sent them off, and returned ten miles out of the city, giving enough face to the government army.

It is a pity that at that time, there was a government army to seal the city, outside is not allowed to enter, inside can not go out, pedestrians are blocked to the government army column, for the army to make way for the passage, is that few people can see the grand occasion at that time.

However, there is a grapevine that Shen Wen, the prime minister who participated in the send-off that day, inadvertently revealed to his family members that he was guarded by many masters at the head of the team was a rare white-haired donkey, and on the back of the donkey sat a sick boy wrapped in a cloak, and a plain-clothed girl wearing a white gauze hat.

In fact, these news are far away from people's lives, and they have not affected the residents of the city in any way, at most they are just a little more to talk about after dinner.

But on that day, there were indeed two events that really caused a lot of turmoil in the outer city.

One of them is that the famous Jiujie Hall in the outer city even announced that all tea guests would not keep accounts that day, and they could also receive a plate of sweet rice dumplings. This initiative naturally made many tea customers happy, and also made more people who wanted to go to Jiujie Hall but were shy in their pockets smile, which invisibly made Jiujie Hall deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Some smart restaurants also had an idea, and immediately gave up some profits in order to attract more customers, and it was a surprise that they earned two or three percent more than they usually earned under the small profits and quick turnover.

The second is that the day of the full building is also full of people, not in the building, but in front of the gate. According to the people present at the time, the big guys gathered in one place for nothing else, just because the Qingqi people who never showed their heads outside actually appeared in front of everyone in old clothes, holding a purple bamboo flute in their hands, and they actually played an ancient song on the street.

You must know that Yu Xi is the fourth on the beauty list, how many people in the world can see such a stunning beauty? For a while, no one paid attention to what ancient music Yu Xi was playing, but there were more than ten layers of people inside and outside the crowd.

After all, in the past, it was difficult for everyone to see that they had money, let alone spend half a penny.

However, the person present later recalled that although Yuxi's faces were as usual at that time, the sound of the flute was clear and sad, and some college students who knew the rhythm of music had boldly guessed that Yuxi everyone was playing the ancient remnants, the plum blossom three lanes.

However, now the literati and gentry in the state capital city have money and nowhere to go, even if they go bankrupt, they will never see Yuxi again.

The Yuntan Sect is located in the central part of Jeju, and there are a total of 357 elders and disciples in the sect, regardless of men and women, if you count the sect leader Yun Xiangrong and the old ancestor Yuntan Mother-in-law, there are 359 people, which is less than the number of ancient Zhou Tian.

Recently, Yun Tan Sect has finally made up for such a number, this beginner disciple also worshiped directly under the old ancestor's sect, and directly became Yun Xiangrong's fellow uncle, and the disciples also have one more senior uncle who lives in a shallow way.

It's just that this master uncle ancestor is too big to look at the country and the city, so that the male disciples are not reluctant, and they always ask everywhere how to meet this master uncle and ancestor by chance, maybe they don't have the courage to say hello, but a glance at it from a distance is enough to giggle for several days.

After nightfall, Yun Xiangrong sighed in front of the main hall of the sect, knowing that his uncle's influence was so great, he didn't lead her to let everyone meet, so that now everyone in the female disciples is ashamed of themselves, and the male disciples are all cranky, in the long run, the distribution of great power in Jeju is afraid to be redivided.

"Yuxi has seen the sect master!"

Yun Xiangrong was not surprised to hear this greeting, as a master of the first level of the ground level, he naturally noticed that Yu Xi's aura passed by here, but he didn't expect that she was coming to find him.

"Uncle Shi!" Yun Xiangrong hurriedly stepped forward to grab Yu Xi's arm, she was also very close to this little uncle, after all, he was a closed disciple accepted by the old ancestor against public opinion, and he was also of the same generation as his mother.

"Uncle Shi has always been diligent in cultivation since he started, so he showed up and drank a glass of wine on the Begging Festival, but I don't know what I need today so that my nephew and nephew can serve me?"

Yun Xiangrong's joke made Yu Xi hurriedly say: "The sect master said that he was joking, how dare Yu Xi be like this, but he was a little puzzled, but he didn't dare to disturb the master at will, so he had to ask the sect master for advice!"

"I see. ”

So Yun Xiangrong went into the hall hand in hand with him and found two futons to sit on the ground, and after a long time, Yu Xi left with a look of joy and apology.

"Although I got started too late, I was fortunate to have a lot of talent and understanding. But even so, I'm afraid it's not the reason why the ancestor is under the sect, but why should that be?"

Yun Xiangrong fell into deep thought for a moment.

And Yu Xi, who had just entered the Yuntan Sect for only a few days, returned from the sect master Yun Xiangrong to an elegant courtyard of her own, after all, the generation is here, Yun Tan Sect, or Yun Tan's mother-in-law values her very much for some reason, and although she is not vain, it is too late to get started, and if she does not make up for her clumsiness with diligence, it will be difficult to cultivate in the future.

Not to mention, what she ultimately wanted was to be able to stand by that person's side.

Pick up the purple bamboo flute and lean in front of the window, since the Qingzhou capital city to here, whenever the loneliness is surging, or the spirit is tired, the sound of playing the flute has become the best way to dispel depression.

The sound of the flute whined, and there were voices of grief everywhere.

And the wind is coming, blowing into the window lattice, the night is deep, and the sound of the flute is like falling plum pieces with the wind.

It's July, and Jeju is experiencing a hot wave, so there may be plenty of cool breezes at night.

Unlike Jeju, the Arctic Ice State is covered with snow and ice all year round, with constant wind and snow throughout the year, not to mention the heat waves, and even a little warmer.

Of course, not all places in the territory of Bingzhou are like icebergs, at least the border with Qingzhou and Zhongzhou is a transition, and Qingzhou is generally winter, there are sunny and snowy, more mountains and waters, forests, grasslands, it is a rare summer resort in the land of Wuzhou, and some people also deliberately travel thousands of miles to play here.

Jiyuan is the border with Zhongzhou, there is no city here, only an endless grassland forest sponge stretches for thousands of miles, and there are few bricks and stones here, and the residents are mostly made of woods to make houses, and it is also a peculiar custom to keep warm from the cold.

However, Yoshihara is the place where he entered the border of the Ice State, the temperature difference between day and night is very large, often the wind and sun are still beautiful during the day, and the wind and snow suddenly change at night, if there are outsiders who come here for the first time, they will inevitably suffer a lot of suffering without knowing this place, and even more will freeze to death in the ice and snow is just a common thing.

Fortunately, most of the residents of Yoshiwara are very hospitable, and if a pedestrian asks for help in some cases, he will not be turned away.

In addition, there are wooden houses at certain distances on Yoshihara where pedestrians can shelter from the wind and snow at night, and most of these wooden houses, which are called reverse journeys by outsiders, are built spontaneously by local residents, after all, no one likes to find a frozen corpse lying on the road from time to time in the morning of one day.

At this time, the night was already deep, and in the other four states just a little cool, it was already cold and windy on the Yoshihara, and the lush grass and trees during the day were covered with a layer of hoarfrost.

In an ordinary counter-journey, sitting around a brazier, there were four men in different costumes, naturally with different appearances and accents, and if there was anything they had in common, it was that they were all armed with a knife, although their appearance was different, but by looking at their hands that held the knife tightly, they must have attached great importance to it.

"My knife is made of cold iron calcined in the deep pool for three days and three nights, after 10,000 times of stacking, the knife is made of cold light and the moon, the blade can be broken without a trace, it is called the cold wind, it is a high-level divine soldier of the yellow level!" said the young man wearing a jade forehead on his head holding a short knife with a golden sheath.

"My knife weighs fifty-five pounds, three feet and two minutes long, and when it is wielded, it can be shaved by the wind, if the opponent dares to take this knife, he will definitely break his hand and fracture it, and he will spurt out a mouthful of blood immediately, hahaha......" The big man with a rough hair and fat face leaned a gold wire ring knife against the edge of his knee, and his face was full of smiling folds.

At this time, a little man with a thief's head and rat brain put his knife in front of him and said: "Knife man, killing weapon, look at our knife like a moon blade, the blood groove on the blade is even more profound, compared to the two knives, I am afraid it is better!"

However, without waiting for the young man and the big man to refute, the white-haired old man who had not spoken all this time smiled coldly and said: "The old man heard that there is a knife conference here, so he came here to find out, but he didn't expect to wait left and right but only wait for you three hairy boys to speak out here!"

The other three people blushed, this so-called knife conference was originally an exaggeration when they boasted with their fellow Jianghu people, but they didn't expect it to attract others, but some people watched it better, which just matched their thoughts of showing off in front of others, so they had the deliberate competition just now, but they didn't want to provoke the ridicule of the old man, and they were angry for a while.

The big man thrust the golden wire ring knife in front of the old man and said, "Old thing, who do you say is a hairy boy? Believe it or not, I slashed you with a knife!"

The little man also licked the blade, brushed the deep blood groove with his hand, and said with a smile: "Let's play here by ourselves, what's the matter with you? No, let's compare and see how good the knife you have been reluctant to show can be!"

And the young man was much more direct, pulling the cold wind that he regarded as life out of the golden sheath, pointing at the old man and saying, "Pull out your knife, I don't believe your knife can be sharper than mine!"

The old man slowly stood up, and drew a severed knife from the scabbard in his hand under the solemn gaze of the other three.

"Hahaha... Old thing, you're bluffing me with a broken knife!"

"I'm afraid that your blade is not as long as our handle, and I really don't have to lose our face to compete with you. ”

"Hmph, my knife can cut your knife too!"

The three of them were extremely sarcastic and crazy, but the old man didn't care, just stared at his blade and said: "Whether you use a heavy knife or a light knife, a fast knife or a slow knife, a short knife or a long knife, holding a sharp weapon to hurt people is not a real knife." The old man once heard that the human race has a good knife with a sword, and the power is incomparable, you must know that the realm is not to hold the divine soldier for profit, but to fly flowers and pick leaves can hurt people, for the beginning of the knife path. ”

There seemed to be a flash of swords, and the blades of the three people were broken from the middle, and the fracture was extremely smooth, like a blade cutting a knife.

"This..."

The three of them were stunned as they watched the old man insert the broken knife into the scabbard, and they didn't dare to say a word.

At this time, there was the sound of clattering hooves outside the house, which could be heard very clearly in the cold wind. A voice came from the door: "Everyone, excuse me, this lazy guy and I want to hide here for a night!"

A young man dressed in cotton cloth and leading a white donkey pushed open the wooden door and walked in.

Remember that there is a permanent address for knives in the world