Lihuaicheng is one of the few waterfront cities on the territory of the Southern Dynasties, with four distinct seasons.

Early in the morning, there are beautiful girls who carry tender finch tongue tea leaves and freshly steamed apricot blossom cakes to sell. Apricot blossoms are crushed in the fragrant soft glutinous rice, just sprinkle a layer of dried osmanthus, sesame seeds, this morning the heat is steamed, the crispy air will soak through the petals, linger in the mouth, monopolize a point of grass and wood aura, fireworks in the world. What's more, the Southern Dynasty graceful pearl jade accent with three points of Huai water is naturally very good, and the silver is two jingles.

The tongue is prepared for the elderly, long in the mist-shrouded pine shade, the texture is delicate, full and moist, and the straight two leaves are shaped like a bird's tongue. The old people are good to leave Huai, they like to lie on the rattan chair halfway up the mountain to bask in the sun, occasionally vertical and horizontal, often holding a porcelain tea cup to talk about one side of the water and soil to raise one person, one side of the people also give back to one side of the landscape, is a lovely world.

Just because Lihuai is rich in calamus, peach blossoms, beauties and cicadas.

There was a lot of thunder before and after the sting.

I don't know how many dreams of the old boat from Huaicheng were broken, and the boat lamps were lit like beans.

If you look down on half of the city from this inconspicuous small attic halfway up the mountainside, the rain is gradually getting bigger, and the tears of the girl who has never been out of the pavilion have evolved into a shrew scolding the street, and the saliva is splashing freely, so that the peach tree in the small courtyard hurriedly begs for mercy, and when the flowers are not met, the leaves and leaves are scattered first.

"Eh, Xiao Liangzi, don't count the money and pick the door, if you don't give the master two altars of 'red sleeves', where can you get good just by eating chicken legs." The old man was dressed in plain linen clothes, his white hair was scattered, and he was a little dusty, and he was estimated to be a little beautiful when he was young, leaning lazily on the chess table, holding chicken legs, and pointing at the chess pieces.

The door was not closed tightly, the wind blew the candles in front of the hall, and there were no idlers knocking on the chess pieces, but there were windows that were slightly oblique, and the lights fell.

The young man under the lamp, with green shirts and white sleeves, long hairpins holding his long hair, slender and smooth, his complexion was slightly dim due to the lights, and he seemed to be seventeen or eighteen years old.

He was counting the strings of copper coins in a row, looking like a little wealthy. Although the skin is not stunning in the world, the long eyebrows are worthy of the word delicate, and the wave eyes are better than the autumn water.

Xie Wenliang held his little face, full of joy, and after hearing Master's words, he was half angry, gritted his teeth and said, "Master, it's hard to tell stories every day to feed the two of us." I still want to ask for a lady with some money left! It's expensive to stay away from Huaimi, and it's not easy to live in a big place. Also, I've grown up, my name is Xie Wenliang, not Xiao Liangzi anymore! ”

"Boy, doesn't this girl rely on a good skin? Marriage, forced to come. I think I was in the wind when the Yushu was in the wind, riding a horse and leaning on the bridge, and the building was full of red sleeves. The Zhaojun next door climbed the wall to look at me for three years, and the Xi Shi who sold tofu played the piano for me for more than ten years. I'm a righteous gentleman, and I'm not messy! There is no grass at the end of the world, why bother with unrequited love......"

It seemed that there were some stuffed teeth, so the old man simply spread the chicken legs, licked his teeth, and said vaguely: "There are guests from afar today, and I am very happy." Besides, if he doesn't come, then we will take two sips, that taste, the wine has always been a shame for the immortals, and it can't be delayed. ”

After finishing speaking, he smashed his mouth, and then continued: "Look into a morning dew realm, and you will be stunned." If you don't go, draw the sword two thousand times tomorrow, the story of the old sword fairy, the day after tomorrow...... Ahem, no, let's talk about it later. ”

Xie Wenliang immediately got up, shook off the dust, and seemed to shake off the money fan just now, walked quickly to the bamboo paper umbrella in the corner, secretly held the sword, and said loudly: "Master's drinking is a big deal, and this little money is not enough to worry about." Even if the wind and rain blow, a cloud of smoke and rain will be lifeless. The sky is high and the sea is wide, just a restaurant, I'll go! ”

A group of people strode to the door with a momentum of death, but suddenly turned his head, looked at the old man with terrifying eyes, and suddenly smiled obediently, revealing beautiful pear vortices on both sides: "Come on, just feed the wine worms in your stomach, you have to continue to tell me the story of the old sword fairy."

"Don't be hooked away by Dang Wenjun, who sells wine, and then owe the little ladies a belly of romantic debts. The demon spirit in the mountain is fast, but I like a white scholar like you the most, you can't move the ring, but you can use the sword. The old man stroked his white beard and laughed.

"I know, I know, I have also killed the demon with my own hands. Come on, I'm not a child. ”

A green shirt holding an umbrella into the rain, boots ticking, raindrops ticking.

The old man didn't look at his apprentice, but looked at the forest below the mountain and muttered, "Hide, your father is coming." It's really not good, just fight with our little Liangzi? ”

No one responded.

……

……

The apprentice left, and the guests came right away.

The candlelight moved down, and there was a sword roar.

The old man suddenly became serious, straightened his waist, and looked up to the mountain, this is the master that the young man has never seen.

There are guests, and the new sword fairy sees the old sword fairy.

The outsider pointed to the sky, and the whole city seemed to be asleep.

The old man pursed his lips and smiled, waving his hand, he was already the most arrogant sword bone in the world.

"From the sky, don't you go into the small building to talk? Or do you want to see me, but you are afraid to see me? The old man pursed his lips.

The outsider only raised his hand lightly and knocked on the door panel: "I, Xu Luoshan, am not afraid of anyone, even if it was you thirty years ago." ”

It doesn't seem like it's going to come in at all.

It doesn't seem to be going to open the door either.

The outsider smiled: "Everyone thinks that my sword is especially afraid of the ancients, and I only hate the ancients for not seeing me." ”

No response.

The old man pinched his white hair, looking gloomy, lonely to the end of the world, and there was a kind of sorrow that could not be extinguished by drinking.

The long sword placed obliquely under the chessboard shook and slammed, colliding violently with the scabbard, like a bound dragon shouting unevenly to the sky, the sword aura overflowed, but it did not hurt the Quartet, the rain never fell in the courtyard, and the peach leaves were scattered and finely broken.

The old man just stretched out his hand, and the disciple suddenly smiled, and sheathed his hand: "Old man, it's not a blind date, spring has just come, are they all as affectionate as Xiaoliangzi?"

Of course, it was the rumored unreasonable offspring.

What he didn't want to say, Jian said it for him: Lao Tzu is also fucking unreasonable!

He believed that the sword of the outsider was like this, but he seemed to be on the spot.

Swordsman, if you can express it with a sword, why bother to talk about reason.

He had already smelled the smell of a sword, and he even heard the beating of the sword heart, and the old man's eyes were already full of sword energy, floating clouds, and there was the loneliness of the stars and the rolling waves.

Certain memories also flow through time in my mind and flood into the sea.

"Late autumn in the world, what do you think of my sword?!"

"It's been two hundred years since I was lonely in the world, sharpening swords, sharpening swords, sharpening swords, it's really boring."

Negative sword three thousand, from holding the sword, how can you let go?

The unsheathed sword and the coincidental little girl's skin are more than the wine drunk, and it is a great pleasure, it is really fast!

What about the afterlife? When the float is white!

Whether it is a blessing or a curse, the sword comes down and asks, whether it is on earth or in heaven, what does it matter to him?

Why do you have to think about it, the meaning of a drunkard, coming to this rivers and lakes, this is the wine game outside the wine.

"Knock, come in?" The old man bulleted the corner of his coat and finally stood up.

The long sword was naturally unsheathed and suspended in the air, iron blue, and cold light everywhere.

It was a good sword, but unfortunately it was only half cut, and only one foot and a half below the hilt remained, and the fracture was uneven.

The outsider suddenly started and turned his back to the door: "I have concerns, you are not the sword of the year, the sword of the old man." ”

The old man known as Jian Lao laughed loudly: "Xu Luoshan, it is true that the older you are, the less courageous you are. Isn't it just that you can't rest assured that little witch in your family, I just went down the mountain, and I have some relationship with it, so it's good to go down to the earth to experience it secretly. ”

"Three things, one is to protect her, and the other is to find people, it is not easy." The people outside the door shook their shoulders and were very helpless.

The old sword held the suspended sword and smiled lightly: "And the most important thing, worship my old sword." ”

"No, the most important of the three things is to protect my daughter." The outsider stroked his eyebrows, and suddenly relaxed: "It seems that it is not necessary for the time being." ”

"Open the door, enter the door?" The outsider suddenly turned around, and a long sword burst through the air.

"It doesn't seem necessary, so open the door." The old sword pointed at something, and suppressed a smile: "However, you have so much confidence in your daughter, can you really win against my apprentice?" ”

The sword qi realm that originally belonged to the two of them suddenly shattered, and the sound of rain suddenly came.

Xiaolou was once again drawn into the long river of time, and there was no sound of rain.

A sword pierced the wooden door, and the sword suddenly opened!

"Luoshan Xuluoshan, come here to worship the sword!"

Jian Lao looked at the white-clothed man who broke through the door, and complained: "Fortunately, it is a long river of time, otherwise you would have to leave your kid to repair the gate." ”

Then he raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Sword Sect Jianxi, take this sword worship." ”

The sword light is staggered, and the sword has been sealed for thirty years, and it is itchy to the end.