Chapter 8 The mountain is called Qingshan

Someone once said that the water and fire posture of Qing and Yang Erzhou should be blamed on the Qing and Hei Ershan who blocked the road in the middle. The horizontal line, the two states are not close, one south and one north, more alienated, there is the ambition to rush to the clouds, and the foot is Wenqu Road, which is angry with gasification.

Luck is the most ethereal, and the most popular, added to the small people after tea and dinner, provoked laughter, sighs.

There are Confucians, everyone does not care, and it is said that "there is a road in the book mountain and a diligent path, and there is no end to the sea of learning". The two mountains are shoulder-to-shoulder, and they can't resist the wolf's black and black atmosphere, which won applause.

In the third year of Zhaowu, the king of Xiyu led 30,000 people to carry out of Yuguan, passed Jinzhou, went south to Sanzhou, and fed the war with war, to Yangzhou, hundreds of officials admonished, angrily reprimanded this fang, the emperor was furious, 30,000 black horses raised horses Qingshan, leisurely for three days, collected the flag and returned to the west.

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The mountain is thousands of feet high, standing there abruptly, acting as an object to divide the boundaries of the two states. There is a green and quiet cloth, which comes from the sky, and is draped under the mountain, pulling out a deep forest, and there is peace here, but there is no ferocity of those high-ranking people.

Qingfeng Village, no longer peaceful. The gate of the village that opened in the hill is full of white stripes, and in a hot summer breeze, a trace of coolness flutters.

Ah Lian is very unhappy.

Because those ghostly things, for a fight that must be lost, they will take away the young men who guard the door, and they will be calm when they die. She doesn't like it.

Standing guard is extremely cruel, the face is indistinguishable, there is a hole missing in the chest, the blood red washes out the pulp of the wooden shelf, and the seven beaches of meat stand against the sentry sun, but last night was standing, today I am lazy and lying down, and it is difficult to wake up.

Ah Lian asked the villagers to take a large white cloth, spread it on the ground, and put it on a wooden shelf. The ladder made of wood, as soon as you step down, is a footprint, imprinted on the red paint, carrying up debris. Ah Lian walked up to stand guard, and a person came into view, it was glutinous rice. He is the quietest among the young people, smiling with dimples, and he is the only one who is called Sister Lian, who is not even the crown. There are whispers from the corners of the heart, glutinous voice, it is "Sister Lian". Ah Lian wanted to respond, but she found that things were wrong, and she didn't follow her strong temperament, and her fingers trembled.

Chen Zhenben didn't want to get involved in this trivial matter, the gentleman didn't erect a dangerous wall, but for some reason, this Chen gentleman walked up to the wooden frame. I was shocked by the cruelty in front of me, and I wanted to go back, but I caught a glimpse of the slender hand that could hold a big knife on the side, but it was trembling. Made, Chen Zhen covered his mouth and nose with one hand, and walked towards the person who called glutinous rice.

"Glutinous rice" can no longer see glutinous sounds, "sparrows" can no longer see jumping, "black dog" is still so black, "white dog" and brother are extreme, "bear cub" is the fattest one, "bamboo pole" is the tallest but thinner, "liusheng" is the most ordinary, but the most energetic, with alarm bells on his head, knocking blood flowers. Chen Zhen moved it with his hands, and it was heavy, so he had to use his right hand to cover his nose to lift it. With a little more force, her body tilted back, Ah Lian walked up and took the weight in her hand, so as to avoid the funny of falling off the post.

Chen Zhen smiled, wiped the sweat on his face with his hand, choked on the bloody hand and coughed, and felt the red marks on his face, which was very funny.

No one laughed at him, but Chen Daxianggong was even more ashamed. The nominal wife ignored him, and carried them one by one, and put them on the white cloth below, and went up to the guard to carry the rest, and he had to let it go, not the extra one. Leaning on the bloodless railing, looking down the hill, the green fields can make him walk with one foot, so wonderful.

Qingfeng Village has no graves. The dead have to move to the Black Mountain next door, and ask why, this has been the case since ancient times.

Montenegro didn't call this cold name. The people of Qingfeng Village prefer to call it Qingshan, the two mountains are Qingshan together, and Qingliang Mountain is clear!

"Boy, why are you so ignorant, help your senior sister get a few and send them to Montenegro." The old man smiled and kicked at Shang Nantang, who was pondering the sword style beside him.

"Damn!" The orange man, who was kicked out of a dog gnawing mud, spit out the sand in his mouth, and made a gesture to hit the old man with a wooden stick. Watching the old man scratch his crotch with one hand and dig out his nostrils with the other, he couldn't beat it, so he put on a smile.

"Okay!"

Shang Nan Tang picked up the wooden stick and jumped up and walked towards his senior sister. When he came to the front, he felt that this swing was not good, and put down the stick on his shoulder, stood in his hand, and his steps changed to solemnity, so he dared to approach. It's just that with such hard work, it is impossible to escape the angry Senior Sister Ah Lian, who has done the true inheritance of the two masters, and kicked the orange master against the tree, and a breath of yellow gas was shocked and poured back, so uncomfortable.

Shang Nancheng came to his senses, but he didn't dare to shout, and then stepped forward and asked, "Why, senior sister?" ”

Ah Lian ignored it, raised her head, and looked at Shang Nan's hair, and there was no reason. You can't say that you have a breath in your chest, and you can't vomit or be unhappy.

Ah Lian carried two bodies on her back, and two more bodies under her armpits, and she was not tired. Shang Nan Tang simply picked three bodies with a stick, resisted on his shoulders, and shook from time to time left and right, and he couldn't learn it so easily.

On the way to the cold bridge, the leaves tried to block out the sun, but the thief still stole the bits and pieces of light.

Is this death? Shang Nan Tang only felt ridiculous. A few days ago, he was still standing guard and scolding Old Man Ge, who was not very old with him, and he had a hooligan atmosphere. It's just one night, and I can't hear the scolding and laughter anymore, it's weird. The teenager suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. The wooden stick that was being carried away by the corpse felt that it was a great sin, and he hesitated for a while.

Ah Lian sensed the movement behind her, "You don't have to think about anything, just take them to Black Mountain, and they will be free." ”

Shang Nancheng hurriedly asked, "What is liberation?" How can a person be liberated, if, if it were me, I don't want this liberation. I want to live, living is what people should think, why should I define their liberation in this way, it's cruel! ”

Ah Lian sighed: "I'm not qualified, and neither are you!" I, you, we're sending them to be with our ancestors, that's what we're supposed to do! ”

Shang Nancheng didn't understand, he just instinctively felt that people should live well. Only alive is it possible, you can walk out of Zhenjiang County, the size of that pool, you can walk into the rivers and lakes full of flowers, and you can, and most importantly, you can find the green in his heart.

"This is the rivers and lakes, it has nothing to do with Qingfeng Village and temples, as long as there are people, they are rivers and lakes. In addition to the fairy spirit you yearn for, the most is death. I, you, our master, and Qi Yao, who you like, will all die! ”

Ah Lian seemed to know what the young man was thinking, but she didn't know pity, and her mouth was a dragon's head knife, which made the young man cry bitterly.

Without waiting for Shang Nan Tang to refute, he had already walked to the cold bridge. A breath of cold air blew from the bottom, stabbing the young man, and it was even more uncomfortable.

Ah Lian walked in front and pressed the iron chain out of an arc, and a voice came, "This mountain is called Qingshan, Qingfeng Village is Qing, and it is also the Qingliang Mountain occupied by the Qiyao County Lord's Palace." ”

"What is liberation? Why did Qi Zai, the king of Xiyu, stop at Qingshan and stop in Qingshan, one is the hundred bloody mouths of the imperial court, and the other is that hundreds of people from Qingfeng Village have fled. Qi Zai was born in the rivers and lakes, started in the rivers and lakes, became in the Spring and Autumn Period, and then trampled on the rivers and lakes, but in the end, these runaway Jianghu people still have to clear the mountains, and they do not go out, and after their deaths are the northernmost mountain stele in Montenegro, this is their liberation, very stupid! ”

"What's good about that Qi man, he has to fight to saddle him before and after the horse. You too, fascinated by his daughter, ended up being just a white bluestone tablet. ”

Shang Nancheng listened, but these words came to his ears, Yao Niang's full name is Qi Niang, Yao Niang has a fierce father, and Yao Niang's family lives in Qingliang Mountain.

Shang Nanju walked on the cold bridge, and he was not flustered compared to the first time. Stepping on the chain, the chain seems to sink into the soles of the feet, and it is tightly buckled. One step can be walked, and so on.

"I, Shang Nan Tang won't, Old Man Ge said that he would earn me a big dowry, and Yao Niang would wait for me." The young man solves the matter at his feet, and his flamboyant temperament is no longer suppressed, and he eats the cold wind and roars, and he is happy.

"Then you have to hurry up, just a little martial artist with yellow products can't get into the eyes of Qi Manzi." Ah Lian no longer sarcastically mocks her little junior brother, it is rare to be kind.

Shang Nan Tang smiled, feeling that the line under his feet was also cute, and nagged: "Okay, okay, Old Man Ge said that I have the root bone to play with the sword, I don't want too much, there are eight achievements of Old Man Ge..."

So stupid!

Ah Lian disliked this gesture the most. Like those old people in Qingfeng Village, I always feel that it is best to do what I like, and let her be a big boss as a coolie to send them back to the land. I asked why, because of her divine power, because she was a big boss. Complaining? Yes, she is also a happy person, with a playful temperament, she always has to deal with the grave, she doesn't like it but has to suffer.

Although Chen Lang is also such a person, he is stunned, but Chen Lang is the most handsome. is square and square, and a straight waist is the atmosphere of literati, unlike Shang Nantang, who is cheating and playing tricks. Thinking of Chen Zhen, who was still standing guard in a daze, Ah Lian smiled.

"The surname Qi is suffocating, get out, my aunt and grandmother have sent someone to you." Ah Lian walked up to the black mountain, and there was a black throat towards it.

There is a wind coming, the black one, along with Ah Lian, to hit the imaginary young man on the chain!

"I... I'll go. Shang Nan Tang was leaving, turned around with difficulty, and was just about to move.

"It's your kid who wants to marry my A-Yao!" It's not an inquiry, it's a direct hit on Shang Nan Tang's heart.

Shang Nanju felt the awe-inspiring behind him, and wanted to justify, but he couldn't argue, so he stiffened, "Yes, who are you?" ”

The young Hanqiao has gas and can wrap the abyss. But why are my legs and feet numb? Weird.

"Me? Qi Zai, that Qi, hang a flower alone, and spend the full moon flower! I felt that it was too general to say this, "Qi Yao's uncle is down!" “

"Uncle? I ...... "Shang Nan Tang turned his head, well, it seems that he should call Auntie?"

The middle-aged man with the hair named Qi Hua has green eyes through the scattered hair, shining under the sun and can swallow people. The beard on the face of the knife is not long, reaching the sideburns, and the handsome face is more charming, and it is awe-inspiring. There is a sentence that praises him, "The smoke and water are vast, and the sun is twilight for thousands of miles; There are countless mountains, and the laughter is red like rain."