The mountains are majestic, undulating for hundreds of miles.

In this far away from the world, between the mountains that have been untouched for a long time, there is a beautiful pavilion, a welcome pine that bends down and sticks out of its branches, a table, and tea.

The swordsman talks to the mountain god.

"Tea, please."

"Thank you."

The swordsman was tired all the way, and he happened to be thirsty.

There is nothing to worry about and be cautious, and there is no need to twist and excuse yourself, just hold the teacup and drink it all with your head up, showing a heroic temperament.

Frowning, he put the teacup down again.

"Gollum ......"

Water bubbled up from the bottom of the cup, and the teacup was full again.

"Entering the Tao with martial arts?"

The mountain god looked at him with a smile.

"How do you know?"

"I have been a god here for more than a thousand years, and this road was much more prosperous before than it is now." The mountain god pointed to the mountain road behind the swordsman, which was rarely visited but did not grow weeds, and seemed to sigh with some emotion, "I don't know how many people have walked here for more than a thousand years, and after a long time, it will be boring, and I have also talked to the top martial artists in the world." ”

"I see."

"I can see that you have reached the edge of entering the Tao with martial arts, only one step away."

"It's not even close."

The mountain god shook his head and smiled, not to say much about it, but continued to ask, "Are you from the snow?" ”

"Hezhou is the north of the county, formerly known as Heyuan, and the border with Yanzhou." The swordsman will also understand, in detail, "Heyuan is two hundred and fifty miles long, two hundred miles wide, there is Lingze underground, and Lingyun was born by chance, becoming the innate god of one side of the earth, because of the war and the Tao Xing, incarnated as a demon, entrenched in one side, and harmed the people, it has been more than ten years, last year I went to Hezhou with my husband, and this year I went to the snow field to eliminate demons." ”

"Where's the Heavenly Palace?"

"The Heavenly Palace is cleared every year, but I heard that the demon has an incredible life-saving supernatural power, unless it drains the underground spirit or destroys the snow primordial machine, it can't be exterminated."

"I have the ability to do this."

"Mr. didn't want the fertile land of Heyuan to turn into a wasteland, and there was not a single mountain in the entire county, so Tuoshu came to borrow a mountain from the mountain god and suppressed it."

"I see."

Although the mountain god has a short temper and a pure temperament, after all, he has lived for thousands of years and is well-informed, and he knows the trick after just a little thought.

Why turn Heyuan into snow?

Why do you want mountains to control water?

Why do you come here to borrow a mountain?

It's all clear in an instant.

If you think about it a little more, you can also taste the benefits of this thing for yourself.

When he came back to his senses, the swordsman was still looking at him.

The eyes seemed to be inquiring and urging.

The mountain god smiled at it.

"Tea, please."

"......," the swordsman picked up his teacup again, took a sip, and said to him, "Sir said, just a random mountain." ”

"How can you be casual?"

"Your Excellency means ......"

"I wonder if I can wait a moment?"

"Shu came from Hezhou, 5,000 miles, has been walking for six days, and is not in a hurry."

"Six days?"

The mountain god seemed to be a little surprised, and then turned his head to look at the black horse resting and grazing next to him, and then said, "It's hard to find a thousand horses." ”

The swordsman wanted to be modest, saying that it was just an ordinary horse, or that it was all Mr. To's blessing, but when the words came to his lips, he thought of Mr.'s attitude towards the jujube red horse and the three-flowered cat, so he said again:

"Exactly."

"Haha......"

The mountain god smiled heartily, and then said, "Just wait a moment!" ”

"Hoo ......"

The mountain wind blew, and his figure disappeared abruptly.

Halfway up the mountain, only pavilions, welcome pines and tea on the table remain.

The swordsman slammed his mouth, put down the teacup, and sat quietly, meditating on kendo while waiting for the return of the mountain god.

The mountain breeze is blowing, and it is somewhat cool.

After waiting for at least half a day, another gust of wind blew, and there was no sound around him, and there was a trace of the mountain god.

At this time, the mountain god carried a small wooden box.

The wooden box was about the size of a book, about a finger high, I don't know what kind of wood it was made of, the color was dark red with lines, there were buckles and no locks, and the mountain god put it on the table and pushed it to the swordsman.

"It's ......"

"Mountain!"

"Mountain?"

The swordsman solemnly took it, only to feel that there was no weight in his hand, as if he was holding an empty box.

"This mountain bento is considered to be a gift from me to your husband, and I don't ask to return it. It's just that this road is getting more and more deserted, and if you go back to Pingzhou in the future, you should come to me for another cup of tea. The mountain god said, staring at the swordsman with a slight smile, "Although you may not be able to open it, I also have to warn you not to open it casually." ”

"Shu knows!"

"It's late today, you've been waiting for a long time, the mountains are deserted, I won't leave you, go down the mountain." If you are in a hurry, you can spend the night in the castle below. ”

"Thank you, Your Excellency! Leave! ”

The swordsman immediately stood up and saluted with his sword.

I just walked out of the pavilion when I heard a voice behind me.

"Jianghu people."

"Huh?"

The swordsman turned in confusion.

I saw the mountain god sitting in front of the pavilion and drinking tea, turned his head to look at him, and said with a smile: "I once heard a chivalrous man who entered the Tao with martial arts in ancient times say: When you think hard, you are most troubled, if there is no progress for a long time, you might as well try to use a few days...... Do nothing. ”

"Do nothing?"

"Do nothing, think about nothing." The mountain god said leisurely, "Maybe after a few days, you will forget some things that you shouldn't be attached to, and find some things that you missed before, or have new experiences." ”

“……”

The swordsman was thoughtful, and then hugged the sword again: "Thank you, Your Excellency the Mountain God, Shu is gone." ”

This time it's much more sincere.

Then he turned over and got on his horse.

When the horse departed, he looked back and saw that there was nothing but a pile of weeds on the side of the mountain road, with no pavilions or ancient pines, and the mountain gods had long since disappeared.

Everything is still silent.

"Tosh!"

The black horse galloped through the mountains.

By the time the sun descended to the west, and at the foot of the mountain had already set to the horizon, and it was time to go to the city for a night's rest.

For a few days, it has been bumpy and tiring, I don't know how the dark horse is, anyway, with the swordsman's almost iron-beaten body, he is also a little tired. Staying overnight in an inn in the city doesn't take much time than staying overnight in a barren mountain, and the swordsman just wants to take a hot shower, put on spare clothes, and give the dark horse a good meal.

This place is called Nanhua, a small city.

It was dusk when we entered the city.

The swordsman did not fight his horse in the city, but when he entered the city, he dismounted and walked on foot, leading his horse slowly along the dimly lit streets.

This side is completely different from Hezhou.

It's bustling and stable.

There are also shops that open at dusk.

The swordsman remembered the words of the mountain god, so he really let go of his mind, and no longer meditated on his own kendo, but looked at the streets around him, and the people who sat at the door in the evening chatting, and looked at the faces that looked at him with curiosity, and also looked for the inn.

Suddenly I remembered another thing—

When Mr. entered Pingzhou from Xuzhou, it seems that he took this old road that has been abandoned, so he must have also come to this Nanhua County.

I've probably been in the city too.

I can't say that the street I walked on at this time is the street that my husband once walked, and the people I meet now can't say that they also met with my husband a few years ago.

It feels a little more amazing.

Finally found an inn called Jingfu.

Without thinking about it, the swordsman walked over.

"Tuk Tuk ......"

Although the door was open, there was a knock on the door frame.

The shopkeeper came out of the backyard and asked him if he wanted to stay in the hotel, and he was very enthusiastic, saying that there was just the last room left in the store, and then led the horse to the stable and took him to his room.

Luggage can be put down, but boxes and swords cannot.

"The guest officer is a Jianghu man?"

"Idlers."

"Just entered the city?"

"Just entered the city."

"I guess I haven't had dinner yet, but what do you want to eat?" The shopkeeper didn't dare to ask what was in the box, and he didn't care, just looked at him with a smile.

"My Marco has to give the best concentrate."

"Okay, the finest fines."

Only then did the swordsman relax, sit down and ask, "What do you have here?" ”

"Ouch, this is not a small shop boasting, if you want to say that we have here, the best food is soup cakes, if you want to say which one is the best, it must be the fairy noodles of the small shop, and even the gods are full of praise for eating it." The shopkeeper said to him with a smile, "Although some people in other families have begun to call this soup cake fairy noodles now, who doesn't know in Nanhua County, the most authentic one is here in the shop." Last year, the county guard took office, and when he heard about the deeds of the gods, he came to the small shop from the county town to eat once. ”

"What fairy noodles?"

"It's a Nanhua soup cake, a thin and wide soup cake, a bowl of carefully boiled bone broth, only 20 yuan, and a stick bone."

"Why the name?"

"The guest officer didn't know, four years ago, there were immortals who walked in the world as mortals, came to us, lived in a small shop, lived for several days, ate the soup cakes in the shop, and ate them every day, and when they left, they were full of praise, saying that they would come to eat if they had the opportunity." The shopkeeper is happy, his face is full of pride, "The small shop has been like a day for several years, choosing the freshest stick bones every day, carefully boiling soup, and choosing the best noodles, not daring to be sloppy at all, just waiting for the gods to come back to eat." ”

"Immortals?"

The swordsman looked a little dazed, but said, "It can't be a lie, right?" ”

"Ouch, don't dare! That's going to be thunder from the sky! Everyone in Nanhua County knows that who dares to tell lies? ”

"Tell me about it."

"This ......"

"Three bowls!"

"Three bowls?"

"Just on it!"

"Okay!"

The shopkeeper went in and ordered the back kitchen, and then came out again, and then he told the swordsman in detail.

The swordsman listened and spoke very little.

Although I have been following Mr. in Hezhou for a year to eliminate demons, I don't know how many demons and monsters have been removed, and how many traitors and evils have been dropped, but I have come here by accident, staying in the city at night is accidental, and it is also accidental to go to this store.

It's as if I met my husband four years ago here.

I think Mr. Lai will have a lot of emotion in his heart when he hears about the changes in this place in the past four years, right?

The swordsman listened patiently and smiled slightly.

At this moment, there is no sword path in my heart.

In the evening, I ate three bowls of soup cakes, took a hot bath, ate three more bowls the next morning, said goodbye to the shopkeeper, led the horse through the whole southern painting, and then got on the horse again and galloped away.

This matter is urgent, and there is still no delay.

Although the speed on the way back remains the same, it is no longer the same as when I came, and I always think about the way of the sword when I ride on the horse, but put it down for the time being, look at the mud and flowers and grass on the side of the road, the landscape scenery, and the evil ghost will be cut off at will, and the sword of the thief on the road is also stained with blood.

Occasionally, drinking tea next to the official road, there are people who are not particular about seeing him alone and a horse, but he is always guarding a small wooden box, thinking that it is a treasure, and he also picks up a treasure of feng shui without anyone to find a dead end.

Finally entered Hezhou again and arrived at Guijun.

After passing the North Wind Pass, we will go straight to the snowfield.

It's really a solo ride.

……

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