On the ninth day of the first month of September, there was another autumn rain in Fuzhou County, and on the side of the fairy grass garden in the mountain behind Chidui Peak, there was actually an extra spring out of thin air.

This is the case for hundreds of miles, and the rain in summer is enough, and the rain after autumn is worrying.

Fuzhou County Commander personally led the people and horses to inspect along the Qingni River, of course he didn't know that there were dragons crossing the border today, but the autumn flood every year was the most worrying, as a parent official, he didn't dare not inspect in person.

As for the Taishou of the Exiled County, he had already gone to the Exiled County at this time.

Whether it is the former Leping County or the current Liuli County, since ancient times, the river is higher than the road, and the road is higher than the house. Every autumn flood, something inevitably happens, and when the Taishou naturally does not dare not go to see.

Upstream Yuqiao Gorge, Longqiu Tangxi walked into the valley alone, found a stone platform to sit cross-legged, horizontal sword in the knee, the sword name Xuanmeng, was the water god sword.

A few miles up, in the valley, there is a small but bottomless pool, and suddenly a frog rises up from the sky, and then falls in the stream, setting off a turbulent and straight down the stream.

Longqiu Tangxi just glanced at the river, and the water level soared in an instant, and the water was higher than the embankment but not above the embankment, as if it was trapped in the river by an invisible barrier.

The frog in the water turned around and nodded to the woman sitting on the stone platform, who said softly, "Go, the opportunity is rare, remember not to hurt the people along the coast."

Jingyu continued to flow down the river and said from the bottom of her heart, "Thank you, Miss Longqiu."

The Fuzhou county commander happened to arrive in Fengquan Town, and he heard the sound of turbulent water from afar, so frightened that he hurriedly shouted, "Hit the gong! Strike the gong!"

The catcher who followed behind him hurriedly struck the gong, but he couldn't hear the sound coming out.

Seeing that the flood dozens of zhang high had hit, the county commander gritted his teeth and went upriver along the river embankment, shouting as he ran: "People of Fengquan Town, avoid water, avoid water!"

But the flood had become a momentum, and he lost his strength when he shouted and shouted, so he only smiled bitterly and murmured, "As an official, I can't protect the people, what am I going to do while I live?"

So saying, he closed his eyes, and waited for the flood to come and swallow him up with him.

As a result, as soon as he closed his eyes, a voice came from his ears: "The county order's eyes are not good?"

Fuzhou County Ling opened his eyes fiercely, hey? Not dead?

As a result, when he looked closely, he was almost frightened.

Good fellow, the water is tens of feet high, but ...... It's only in the middle of the river?

He remembered something, turned his head to look, and saw a woman with white hair.

Xie Baitou took out the Black Dragon Order and said indifferently: "The water can't flood your Fuzhou County, but how to explain it to the people, that's your business."

Black Dragon Order? Winter officer?

The county commander said in a deep voice: "The winter official said it easily, how can I explain this to the people?"

Xie Baitou said indifferently: "That's your business."

When Hong Feng passed the Qingbai Inn, Chen Wenjia and Gu Yijue were on one side of the riverbank.

It's just that it seems that this Qingni River has long been "restrained" by some means, although the water is high, it can't reach both banks.

Gu Yijue raised his head, and a frog more than 100 zhang long in the water was swimming desperately, not daring to stop for a moment.

Liu Jingxuan, who had already boarded the ferry, saw this scene, so he was relieved and said softly, "You can go."

So there was a great water crossing in the north, and a flying boat set sail in the south.

On a flying boat, there were three masters and apprentices, heading straight north.

Bai Xiaodou asked, "Master, where are we going?"

Liu Jingxun was silent for a moment, and then said, "Take a trip to the Demon Avenue, which is now an enclave belonging to the Gaoche Country."

Take a trip to Khotan, then go north to Jifeng Mountain, and finally south to Luoyang to see the old man. …………

Far away in Shenlu Continent, there was a man in black who had already arrived at the Qingni River and was sitting not far from the Dragon Temple fishing.

It is rumored that there are twenty-three members of the Longqiu family who only listen to the offerings of the head of the family and the eldest lady, but what the world does not know is that there are only nine people left in the twenty-three now, and those who remain are still according to the previous number.

A middle-aged man walked out of the Dragon Temple and carried it

With a fishing rod, he went to a place less than a foot away from the man in black to fish.

There was no wind or rain today, and I don't know what was going on, but the water was still rippling, and it was not very calm.

The middle-aged cloth clothes that came from behind sat for more than an hour, and they started the rod several times, all of which were empty. But the man in black who was only a foot away connected the rod again and again, and the fish basket couldn't fit it.

After all, it is the dragon god of this river, and the middle-aged man in gray sighed and said, "Daoyou, be merciful to your subordinates, if you continue to fish like this, my Qingnihe Water Tribe will be cleaned up by Daoyou."

The man in black didn't turn his head, but said, "I'll be released."

The gray-clothed middle-aged man put down the fishing rod and asked with a smile, "Daoyou is not from the Qingni country, right?"

The man in black also asked, "No."

Another middle-aged man asked, "Where did that Taoist friend come from?" You don't come here just to fish, do you?"

Sure enough, the man in black also replied to this kind of thing.

"From White Deer City, it's for fishing."

White Deer City? The gray-clothed middle-aged man frowned and asked, "Isn't it surnamed Longqiu?"

The man in black only said, "My surname is Longqiu, my name is Chu Qi."

The seventh day of the first month? The dragon god couldn't help frowning.

There was some gossip that he had heard.

In the past, the Shenlu Dynasty had twenty-three protectors to worship, which were passed down from generation to generation. Now it seems that there are not many left, only a few. But they don't have names, only code names, that is, from the first day of junior high school to the twenty-third.

Could it be that this is a joint offering of the Longqiu family?

The man in black raised the rod again, and actually took the initiative to speak: "Don't guess, I'll be fine if you're fine, I'll be fine, I'll be fine, you'll be fine."

A vague sentence made this Qingnihe Dragon God understand something.

He got up slowly, and said with a smile, "Then bother Daoyou's subordinates to be merciful, and release them when you leave."

The man in black nodded, "Okay."

The Qingnihe Dragon God returned to his own water mansion, lit a plate of incense by himself, and then began to make tea.

People are really smart, but they think too much, but it's good to think about it.

From thousands of years on the side of the Great Moon Dynasty, it is destined to be an enemy in the future.

Maybe I'm not as good as an ant to you! …………

The frog crosses the border, and there is a lot of planning in advance, so the speed is extremely fast, almost to travel thousands of miles a day.

When I passed the dragon slaying platform, nothing happened.

It has only been more than half a month, and the frog has reached the mouth of the sea, and since then it has to go north from the East China Sea.

Liu Jingxun took two apprentices, just put away the flying boat, and landed in Ganzhou City.

Liu Jingxun never carried a sword, Bai Xiaodou had a blue and white back, and Jiang Yu carried his mortal iron sword and landscape bridge.

Originally, he wanted to come up with the Jingyang Dynasty and land again, but when he passed through Ganzhou, he suddenly remembered that he met a young man in the horse gang in Khotan last time, and he wanted to come and see how the young man was doing now after several years.

Back then, I went to see the man who sold his daughter for 30 taels of silver with Longqiu Tangxi, Liu Jingxun was familiar with the road and walked into a downtown area, but he saw an old man with white temples and 50 meat sellers from afar. Z.br>

There was also a young woman beside her, and a little boy of four or five years old was sitting next to her, holding a horizontal knife made of wood, which looked like a straight-backed knife made of the border army.

Jiang Yu had already lifted two strings of sugar gourds and handed them to Bai Xiaodou, who just shook his head and said that he didn't like to eat sugar gourds.

In fact, walking on the street, it looks like ginger pomelo is several years older than Bai Xiaodou. Bai Xiaodou still looks like thirteen or fourteen, and Jiang Yu looks at least seventeen, and she is a big girl.

So the big girl calls the little girl, it's a little weird to look at.

Bai Xiaodou asked softly, "Does the master know?"

Liu Jingxun shook his head, "I don't know each other, it's just that on the way back with your master and wife a few years ago, I heard something and came here, and I took a look at the old man who sold meat. He wasn't that old then.

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With that said, let's talk about that incident.

Jiang Yu laughed out loud after hearing this, stuffed a sugar gourd in his mouth, and spoke slurredly: "It's a loss to meet the master, otherwise we are destined to not be able to go together."

Bai Xiaodou did shake his head, "Actually, it's not necessarily, but if you meet it, of course you have to take care of it."

Liu Jingxun smiled, these two girls have very different temperaments, but in this matter, they are surprisingly consistent.

If you meet it, you have to take care of it.

Liu Jingxuan smiled, it seems that they have come together, so that's fine, there is no need to bother.

Just as he was about to turn his head and leave, he suddenly heard someone shouting, "Military report! Military newspaper! Jing Yang's Third Route Army successfully joined forces at Rotten Wheat Mountain, defeated the enemy army, and beheaded 120,000 enemies!"

Liu Jingxun had already turned his head, but now he turned back again.

At the meat stall, the boning knife in the hand of the young woman, who had a little vicissitudes of life, had slipped off, and she looked at the young man who was riding a horse and shouting loudly, her lips moved, and she could not speak.

At this time, the post guard shouted again, "Who is Mei Xiangnan!"

At this time, the old man with gray temples also stopped what he was doing, turned his head to look at his daughter who was stunned in place, and saw that she did not move, so he had to raise his hand tremblingly, and it took a lot of strength to speak.

"Official, here!"

The postman immediately turned the horse's head, galloped over, dismounted three feet away, and respectfully handed over a document.

At this time, Na Mei sent the man's hands still trembling, she caught the document with both hands, and said in a trembling voice: "Is Leng Cao ......?"

The post guard was not stupid, and when he saw this, he hurriedly shouted: "Ganzhou Leng Cao, desperately passed on the message, and was personally recommended by the general of the auxiliary state, and made an exception to give the captain of the nine pins of benevolence and bravery, and a reward of thirty taels of silver."

As he spoke, he took out a heavy purse and handed it to the young woman.

The woman couldn't stop her tears, this money was exchanged for her father-in-law's life!

Liu Jingxun turned his head with confidence and said softly, "Let's go."

After walking out a few steps, Liu Jingxuan said again: "Remember these two names, one is Leng Cao and the other is Mei Xiangnan. If we meet in the future, if there is any difficulty, I will help if I can."

There are good news, and naturally there are mourning.

Just now, a team of black armor drove through the downtown in a horse-drawn carriage.

What else can be loaded in the carriage.

Jiang Yu suddenly said softly, "Master, why are you fighting?"

Liu Jingxuan was silent for a moment, and then said: "There is a knife that always hangs over our heads, it is not that the knife will fall when we do bad things, but that the knife will fall whenever we want, and the person who holds the knife does not care whether we do good or bad things."

Bai Xiaodou said in a deep voice, "How can this be?"

Liu Jingxun took a sip of wine and continued, "Someone once told me that whoever knocked down that knife would be a new knife, and it would still hang high on the top. That's right, but when we shoot down that knife, the sword that hangs again will only fall on the wicked, and will never hurt the good in the slightest. The reason why we are fighting is so that when the unreasonable sword falls, we don't have to worry about carrying the sword of heaven on one side and the sword on earth on the other."

This is true of the Great Moon Dynasty and Futu Continent, and the same is true of Guiru.