In the past two months, Wang Youyu, the chef at the Jianghu Inn, feels that life is very boring, because there is one less interesting and appetizing kid in the inn.

If it weren't for the wine and meat that would disappear inexplicably at every turn in the inn, he really thought that the young shopkeeper had run away from home.

"Youyu, what are you doing here?"

The big shopkeeper came to the back kitchen, only to see the thin middle-aged man with his hands on his cheeks, he used to be always full of energy, even if he didn't need to come to cook now, but he was still the first to come to the back kitchen every day, personally preparing the daily ingredients.

Of course, occasionally I will make some bizarre dishes by myself, such as chicken and green oranges, stewed pork belly with mooncakes, etc.

Every time he finishes cooking, he will find the guys in the store to try the dishes, even if most of them are not very delicious, he still enjoys it, and the shopkeeper also turns a blind eye to it.

He these guys are all guilty, Wang Youyu's real name is Wang Youyu, in the early years he was the yard plate guy of the Stork Bird Building, because he was wanted by the government because he cut the throat of his enemy with broken porcelain pieces in the Stork Bird Tower, and then was brought to Huainan by Wei Xianbao, renamed Wang Youyu, and those jars of Guangjiu Ming Lou were brought from the Stork Bird Tower at that time.

"Hey, shopkeeper, I often think I may not have a talent for cooking."

He is a lively person who never questions his professional level, but what is the matter with this appearance of questioning himself?

"You don't eat the new dishes I made, only that kid will eat all the leftovers, and now that he's gone, I feel very embarrassed."

Hearing this, Wei Xian understood the reason, laughed heartily, and then remained silent and didn't say much.

Outside the Jade Wine Shop, Liu Huaiyi was absent-mindedly drinking, he had been drinking in person for a month.

"How do I remember that Lord Thorn is not a good drinker?"

Chen Yanyu looked at this handsome boy with thief eyebrows and rat eyes and said.

Liu Huaiyi didn't look back, just stared at the direction of the gate of the Jianghu Inn.

"Isn't this Aunt Wan's best wine in the world?"

"Don't look at it!" Chen Yanyu patted him on the shoulder and said, "It's been nearly ten years since Miss Yan left. ”

"What!" The wine jug in Liu Huaiyi's hand fell to the ground, slightly at a loss.

"Aunt Yan, she'...... Where did she go? ”

"I don't know, she is a person in the rivers and lakes, where is her real destination."

Liu Huaiyi turned his head silently, and walked towards Liu's Mansion in the city step by step, looking at his lonely back, Chen Wanyu sighed and shook his head helplessly.

"Hey, you and she are not from the same world."

The two looked at the direction of Yongjinmen together, and their eyes were full of gloom.

On the shore of the Junhu Lake, in front of the Dragon King Temple, under the old willow tree.

Su Qi'er was lying in the branches, her hair was tied with an emerald green wicker, her legs were crossed, humming a little song, drinking a little wine, and watching Wei Zigeng and Zhou Ying under the tree.

The two of you come and go, Zhou Ying's knife is extremely powerful, and the word "Qing" matched by Bai Lian is fierce, opening and closing.

And Wei Zigeng's light skills are treacherous, like a ghost, which is incomprehensible.

"Ah Ying, be careful."

Wei Zigeng held a wooden sword in one hand and a spear in the other, and every swift knife attack was pierced and disintegrated by his shot, while the wooden sword in his right hand drove his own strength, and the sword went away like a galaxy.

"Waterfall Sword!"

Zhou Ying was in front of the horizontal sword, the sword qi fell from the top of his head, the right hand holding the knife drew a circle casually, blocking the attack in front of him, and the left hand supported the ground so that his body could perfectly withstand the sword qi pouring down, which was worth an inch.

Before he could stand still, Zhou Ying leaned upward, the knife quickly went upward, and Wei Zigeng kicked the body of the gun, which could be resolved.

"It's a tie again, what kind of demon is Zhou Ying, with such a high talent?!"

In the past two months, the three of them have come to Songjun Lake every day to find Su Qi'er to practice, and the four of them will learn from each other, and if they encounter something incomprehensible, they will find Su Qi'er, the "predecessor of the rivers and lakes", to explain, even Zhou Ying is no exception.

Occasionally, I will hear from Su Qi'er what I saw and heard during my travels in the rivers and lakes.

At noon, the sun is high, and summer has quietly arrived.

The four of them sat on the ground in the ruined temple, took out the wine and food they brought from the inn, and ate them with taste.

Wei Zigeng looked at Su Qi'er and poured a sip of wine, and his Adam's apple couldn't help but roll. The latter glanced at him and said with a smile:

"What, want to drink?"

Wei Zigeng didn't answer, Su Qi'er threw the wine jug over with a smile, the young man grabbed it, and followed his example and poured it up, and suddenly the spicy taste surged, and he coughed violently twice.

"Here you go, I really don't understand, what's so good about this thing."

The boy threw the flask back to the beggar, who took it and laughed heartily:

"Hahahaha, the wine is not drunk like you, you have the intention to neutralize the fierceness of the wine, otherwise it will hurt you."

As he spoke, he tilted his head and took another sip, closing his eyes as if he was enjoying himself.

"Tut-tut, how to solve worries, only good wine. And what sorrow can a young man have? ”

Wei Ziqing chuckled lightly, sneering at Su Qi'er's disease-free moaning, but Zhou Ying was still gentle and elegant.

"Su Qi'er, how many places have you walked? What is this like in the rivers and lakes? ”

The beggar fell into a brief memory, looking north, as if he was about to pass through the Qingbei Mountain in front of him, and cross the river.

"Do you know that there was once a mysterious sect in the rivers and lakes, Qi Tianfu?"

Wei Zigeng suddenly felt that he could listen to the story, and suddenly became interested, Zhou Ying and Wei Ziqing also looked up at Su Qi'er.

"Is it the Qi Tianfu that worked with the Patriarch of the Pure Spirit Terrace to collect the forces of the rivers and lakes for Emperor Gaozu and set up the system of monks and martial artists with three products and nine realms? Didn't you disappear into the rivers and lakes a long time ago? ”

"Well, that's true, but I've been fortunate enough to go to Qitianfu, where the mountains are stacked on top of each other, steep and abnormal, there is a waterfall at the mountain gate, like the water in the sky pouring thousands of miles, the house is really majestic and delicate, the yellow cranes are singing in unison, the clouds and mist are swirling, a fairy scene, worthy of the name of the Monkey King blessed land, one of the seventy-two blessed lands in Jiuzhou."

Wei Zigeng's brother and sister's eyes lit up, they only felt that they were already there, and Zhou Ying's eyes couldn't help but shine, extremely yearning.

"There is a Tibetan Immortal Pavilion in Qi Tianfu, during the period there are countless martial arts cheats, there are countless magic weapons of the Immortal Family, and there is a Bodhi tree, according to the people of Qi Tianfu, a Bodhi seed can forcibly promote a person without a foundation to the second grade Yao Light Realm. Moreover, the four immortal monarchs in Qi Tianfu are immortals who have long been out of the ordinary, and they are characters who are free from heaven and earth. ”

Su Qi'er took a sip of wine, grabbed a piece of sauced beef, and said to the three of them with a smile.

"Comfortable and free, the fairy Lao Tzu can't take care of it! In the future, if you have the opportunity, you must go to the rivers and lakes to walk, not only Qitianfu, but also Xudu, there is Gulou Mountain, of course, I Lingzhou Shenxiu Peak Jinglingtai is a bit of an unearthly beauty, the rivers and lakes are big, far from your imagination. ”

Zhou Ying was fascinated and said to herself: "I really want to go to the rivers and lakes to see and see this happy rivers and lakes." ”

"Okay, let's be together, the four of us together, we must go to see the happy rivers and lakes when we have the opportunity!"

Wei Zigeng smiled and stretched out his hand, Zhou Ying, Wei Ziqing stretched out his hand and put it on the back of the young man's hand, and finally turned his head at the beggar who was drinking and was at a loss, the latter was slightly embarrassed, but after a while, he reluctantly handed his hand up.

"Okay, together!"

Spring goes to autumn, and throughout the year, the three of them will come to the shore of Songjun Lake every day, sometimes learning from each other, sometimes self-realizing. During this period, Su Qi'er always held a pen and scribbled on a piece of rice paper, and her handwriting was like a dragon flying and a phoenix dancing, and she couldn't bear to look at it directly.

"Hey, Su Qi'er, are you going to write your travelogue in the rivers and lakes? Don't forget to add us too! ”

Su Qi'er glanced at him and didn't answer his boring question.

During breaks, Su Qi'er would always explain what he had seen and heard in the rivers and lakes.

"Do you know something, once I passed by Xudu, and saw the situation of a hundred ghosts walking at night, as soon as the time passed, the ghost door was opened, and countless undead came out of the city, and behind them was a group of judges and ghosts, responsible for counting people...... The number of ghosts, as well as maintaining order, tonight everyone will prepare a meal in their main house, put the bowl upside down on the table, and be sure to prepare an extra pair of chopsticks, because the ghost must also be prepared......"

Wei Ziqing, who said this, trembled, curled up beside Zhou Ying, and grabbed her arm tightly.

Another example:

"I once saw a black city in Luojing Mountain, it was empty, the building was so high, even the Yuyu Tower of Yuzhou City was in front of it, there were cars that did not need to be pulled on the street, there were huge flying swords hovering in the sky, there was a tall building more than 10,000 zhang high in the city, and there were countless humanoid statues on both sides of the main city road, which was terrifying and weird. It's just that the whole city is a dead city, there is not a trace of people, black is the main tone of the whole city, I don't know where it comes from, I don't know what it is. ”

Speaking of which, the three of them had already realized that Su Qi'er was drunk again, because when he was drunk, he would say something inconsequential.

"Let me tell you, I am an immortal who is expected to achieve a level above the immortal realm, and no one knows about my Pure Spirit Terrace Sword Immortal Su Zhan on the rivers and lakes."

It always made a few people shake their heads helplessly.

The autumn wind ruthlessly blows up and falls countless leaves, and there is no way back to the roots.

Wei Zigeng sat cross-legged under the old willow tree, the fallen leaves piled him up, a gust of autumn wind passed, the fallen leaves on the young man's body gradually disappeared, and countless sword qi passed in front of him, chopping the fallen leaves into powder.

"Two Realms Cave Ming Realm."

Wei Zigeng opened his eyes, his vertical pupils like a sharp sword flashed and disappeared, and his eyes could be a little sharper.

"Good guy, I really picked up the treasure, the day after tomorrow sword fetus!"

Wei Ziqing squatted in the broken temple a little dazed and looked at the old brother outside, only to feel that his old brother seemed to be different from before, Zhou Ying on the side curled the corners of her eyebrows and smiled.

"I said a long time ago, this guy is simply a tyrannical thing if he doesn't do sword cultivation, and the rivers and lakes will be lively in the future!"

Winter is slowly coming, the ice and snow decorate the entire city of Yuzhou, and the moat is also covered with a thick layer of ice, and there are children playing on it.

This year's winter is particularly cold, but it can't stop the peddlers and pawns from selling along the street, they are still busy with life, just hope that a load of goods will be sold, and when they get home at night, they can hug Mei Jiao Niang to have a good time, and they also hope to bring back the four treasures of the study room for a few days for the children.

The 30th day of the lunar month, Chinese New Year's Eve.

Red lanterns are hung all over the main city road, and every house is pasted with a door god, and children come and go with a red lantern in one hand and a small fireworks stick in the other, walking through the streets and alleys, cheering.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Large families set off fireworks in their own courtyards, dazzling colors, and the Milky Way in the sky was a little dimmed because of this.

In the box on the second floor of the Jianghu Inn, the big shopkeeper Wei Xian, Zhou Fangru of Qingru Academy and Chen Yanyu, the brewer of the Jade Wine Workshop, sat around a table, drinking wine and chatting.

They have known each other for more than ten years, and they get together every year, drinking wine, and chatting about their parents.

"Alas, if Yan Xin hadn't left Yuzhou City, there would have been four people drinking together this year."

Zhou Fangru sighed, Wei Xian's smile was a little stagnant, but he used drinking to cover up the past, but Chen Yanyu on the side saw his every move in his heart.

"Fang Ru, Miss Yan is very familiar with you?"

Zhou Fangru was so sophisticated, she immediately heard the meaning of Chen Wanyu's words, although she had not asked in the past year, she had some thoughts in her heart.

"We used to work together in the army, Wei Xian was the deputy commander, and I was just a captain, as for Yan Xin, she was just a yellow-haired girl when she came, hahahaha."

Hearing this, Chen Yanyu also put down the stone in his heart. A few people talked about the past, and they were also quite touched.

"What about the three of them? I haven't seen them on Chinese New Year's Eve for several years. Chen Wanyu asked.

"Needless to say, there must be a beggar in Songjun Lake outside the city, who can be regarded as their friend, a swordsman from the Pure Spirit Terrace."

As for Su Qi'er's identity, Wei Xian did some investigation, only knowing that this person was from the Pure Spirit Terrace, and he was a ranger wanderer who traveled all over Jiuzhou, and the rest was not found, so sometimes he would wonder if this person had other obscure things that were inconvenient to talk to others, but over time, he found that this person was extremely simple, and Wei Xian was happy to ignore it.

Outside the city, on the shore of Junhu Lake.

"You really don't have to send me these every year, so that I look like a beggar, and the incense offerings are about to catch up with the city gods in the city...... Woohoo......"

Su Qi'er was just about to say something, but Wei Zigeng covered her mouth.

"There are gods three feet above the head, a hundred ghosts travel during the Spring Festival, and the same is true for countless mountain gods, if your words reach the ears of the city god, they will definitely not be blessed."

The beggar broke free from the boy's grasp and said:

"Rest assured, after the fall of the Dakang Dynasty, the gods of mountains and rivers connected to its national fortune have also feathered together, and the Dali Dynasty has not been sealed for seven hundred years, so even if it is fortunate to become a city god, it is also shallow, and can only rely on the yin god of the mountains and rivers.

Regarding the gods of mountains and rivers, Wei Zigeng has heard about it through the big shopkeeper Wei Xian, but as for the specifics, he only knows a little about it, so he simply doesn't think about it anymore, this matter is too far away from himself at this time.

The four of them cleaned the ruined temple together, and occasionally the people passing by in the city saw this situation and thought that the dilapidated temple had reopened to welcome the incense.

In front of the Dragon King Temple, the boy and girl lit the fuse of the fireworks, and clusters of firelight illuminated the ruined temple that cut off the incense at some point.

Su Qi'er leaned under the old willow tree, holding a wine jug in her hand, holding the worn long sword that had never been put down in her arms, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she looked at the fireworks in the sky with a smile.

"Su Qi'er, come on, come and set off fireworks!"

Wei Ziqing was a girl, holding a cluster of small fireworks in her hand, and distributed them to her brother and close friends one by one, and then lit them, shaking her arms while running.

Su Qi'er smiled, looked at the three of them, looked at the wine jug in her hand, and smiled so pure and heartfelt.

"Hey, giggle what! Come on, come and set off fireworks! ”

Wei Zigeng beckoned while holding a fireworks stick, calling out to Su Qi'er, who was standing on the side and smirking.

"The wine is good, the lake is good, the old willow tree is good, the life is good, and the friends are also very good, why do you need a sword?"

Su Qi'er stretched her waist, put the wine jug in her hand and the long sword in her arms under the old willow tree, clapped her hands, and strode towards the three of them.

The sword, which he held in his arms even when he slept, was the first time he had put it down.

"It's coming! Don't finish it all! Zi Geng, you stinky boy, leave one for me! ”

Zhou Ying smiled and handed the fireworks stick in her hand to Su Qi'er, and then ran over with a smile.

"It's the New Year, it's the New Year!"

Su Qi'er looked at the fireworks stick in his hand and wet his eyes, and after he endured it, he smiled and chased after the three of them.

"Xiao Yu, if you have a chance, you should also go out of the Purification Platform to take a look, here, I seem to have found my own peace of mind and a reason to draw my sword."

Twenty-eight years of Xinkang, winter.

The snow in Yuzhou City is falling, the lights of thousands of homes in the city are bright, and there are laughs outside the city.