In the autumn rain, the maple falls and the earth is cold.

The gradual frost and wind are tight, and the twilight rain sprinkles the river sky.

Fenglindu Inn.

Looking at the twilight rain and the red maple leaves spread all over the ground, Yu Youquan couldn't help but sigh with emotion, since the fusion of the Dragon Balls, he and the wind and rain have become more and more connected.

This ferry port is not very big, and it is not even comparable to the pier of Cheng's Water Villa.

The passenger flow is also relatively small, and the means of transportation is only a wooden boat that is not particularly large.

But it is such a small ferry, because of the deserted and dangerous section, there is almost no alternative ferry port for dozens of miles around, and guests continue to arrive.

Because of this sudden autumn rain, it even caused a rare congestion at the ferry.

He and his master were "trapped" at this ferry for only two or three days, and then a team of darts came, a young monk, a vulgar assassin who was about to take office, and his beautiful concubine.

The dart team has nothing to say, they are all good players, and they have a lot of kung fu!

It is suspected that the dumb dart with a high degree of secrecy is very cautious throughout the whole process, and everyone looks like a green forest hero who wants to rob the dart, and he looks like he is not close to anyone.

This also caused everyone in the inn to be very interested and too lazy to take care of these dart masters.

And Thorn Shi is also accompanied by a group of stewards and entourage guards, which is very magnificent.

As for the most special one, there is a young handsome man, who seems to be a poor scholar who defected to the history of assassination.

Lupine scarf, graceful and suave, looking at it from Yu Youquan's point of view, it seems that it has some meaning with the concubine that Thorn Shi is carrying.

And the most interesting thing belongs to the young monk, with a delicate face, giving people a sense of cleanliness, purity, kindness, and compassion.

Wearing some tattered linen monk robes, he looks a little down, very much like a "poor monk" with no status.

But in fact, this Mai monk is very superb!

Yu Youquan guessed that this monk was likely to be an ascetic monk from a temple in the Northern Wei Dynasty who went south to promote Buddhism.

I have to admit that faith is indeed breathtaking in some aspects.

Especially when a religion is still in the rising period of "pioneering", those "missionaries" have great ideals and perseverance.

For the faith in their hearts, they are willing to endure hardships!

This is a bit like Xuanzang in his previous life, learning from the scriptures, learning from the truth, overcoming many difficulties, and dying nine times, which are all of great positive significance......

If you count their masters and apprentices, this small Fenglindu is a rare "cultivation" that is a bit high!

And it is these different identities and different classes of river crossers who have arrived one after another, making Fenglindu, a small ferry, slowly lively.

Of course.

If it weren't for the fact that the master and apprentice didn't mind being trapped, the wind and rain and turbulence wouldn't have been able to really "trap" them both in the strict sense.

In the eyes of Master Zheng Xuancheng, Yu Youquan's cultivation of the sword is naturally related to the wind and rain, and this ferry and this wind and rain are undoubtedly an excellent cultivation experience.

So, the master and apprentice were so willing to be "trapped" in this Fenglindu by the wind and rain!

Because of the relatively early arrival, the master and apprentice occupied a better guest room, and as far as the eye could see, it was the endless smoke and vast river.

Or it has already reached the late autumn season, but it has added a few points of bleakness and coldness.

At this moment, the sound of reciting poems sounded in Yu Youquan's ears.

"It's good to release the boat in the twilight rain, and the breeze and waves are late.

Bamboo deep guest place, when the maple falls and enjoys the coolness.

The son mixes ice water, and the beauty snow lotus silk.

The head of the cloud is black, and it should be the rain urging poetry. (Note)

Yu Youquan followed the prestige, and saw Pang Bi Pang Thorn Shi, who was fat and short, and looked a bit like a monkey, shaking his head and reciting poetry.

And the object of his pretense is the beautiful concubine beside him, who is holding an oil-paper umbrella with a light waist.

I saw her with green silk, holding a lazy bun, a crow and crow's hair swayed diagonally, lined with a long neck, the skirt was frugal and plump, the body part was tight-fitting and fitted, and the figure was indescribably romantic, which aroused people's infinite reverie.

And when she heard the dedicated lord reciting poems for her affectionately, the beautiful woman's wonderful eyes were tactful, and she couldn't say anything affectionate.

Seeing this, Yu Youquan was a little powerless to complain.

not only sighed that there was no lower limit to this pampering history, and he didn't even know what he was pressing, but also admired his good acting skills as an umbrella concubine.

Does this little concubine not know what level of poetry the lord of the assassination history is?

No, she knows it all too well!

Because not long ago, this Pompin Shi wrote a peerless poem.

"Fenglin Ferry, crossing Lin Feng, there is a broken boat at Fenglin Ferry."

"There is an old man on the broken boat, limping and half-bald."

After listening to it at that time, Yu Youquan directly doubted life.

The level of this poetry is comparable to Zhang Zongchang of the Republic of China in the previous life!

And what made him doubt life even more was that it was such a poem, and this young woman was stunned to interpret the infinite meaning.

Such as.

In the first half, in just a few words, the dilapidated and decayed Fenglindu was written.

The broken boat and the lame bald old man show that he cares about the national economy and the people's livelihood and loves the people like a son......

As soon as the woman's words came out, Lord Thorn Shi was stunned.

After some taste, I also have an endless aftertaste, it turns out that he is so talented in writing this poem?

Worried about the national economy and people's livelihood, ah yes yes yes, I really let the little beauty guess correctly!

Pang Tingshi turned his head and rewarded the old man who was holding the boat with a piece of silver, which made the boat boss cry with gratitude.

Yu Youquan couldn't cry or laugh, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

This little concubine is eight-faced, has excellent acting skills, knows how to please men very well, and can say that black is white with one lip, no matter how you look at it, she is not a good person in the traditional sense.

But it seems to be a little kind, and while coaxing the lord to be happy, the boat boss has gained substantial benefits.

It's annoying!

Presumably, the woman holding the umbrella already knew that this poem was plagiarized by Lu Heng, a staff member of the assassin history, but the performance was really seamless.

The water-like eyes are full of admiration and tenderness, and the thorn history that Mu Monkey and the crown is called a fluttering.

But no matter what, he could still see the attitude of Pang Tingshi and his staff Lu Heng towards this rain...... Joy!

Especially for staff member Lu Heng, this "guest urging poetry rain" gave him an excellent opportunity to perform.

After becoming interested, Pang Tingshi directly pulled the beauty in his arms into the house, followed by an impromptu cloud rain.

The spring tide brings rain and comes in a hurry, and the clouds and rain Wushan are red.

It's just that the staff member Lu Heng is hard, not long ago he was excited about "clouds and rain urging poetry", and it became miserable and miserable in an instant.

The bitter wine hurts in the throat, and there is no her in the dream!

I think he is full of talent, but he is under the history of this straw bag...... The sky is long, why is it thinner than me?

Of course.

Also anxious is the team of darts team, led by Mr. Zhang, who repeatedly came to the ferry to watch the sky and rain.

However, he did not have the leisure and elegance of Pang Tingshi and Lu's staff, and the purpose of watching the rain was to see if the continuous autumn rain had the intention of stopping.

Seeing that even the rain was delaying, the bearded dart head was even more sad, as if everyone owed him millions of dollars.

In the process, the bearded man asked the boat boss more than once if he could cross the river, and the boat boss only shook his head again and again.

In this storm, his little broken boat really didn't dare to cross the river, and if it wasn't good, it would be a loss of both people and boats!

As for the most calm, it still belongs to Yu Youquan's master and apprentice and the Mai monk.

In the face of this miserable wind and rain, the Mai monks have always been safe, chanting and doing homework on time every day.

As a result, in the small inn of Fenglindu, the sound of monks knocking on wooden fish can be heard every morning and evening.

In addition to doing his homework every day, Yu Youquan will spend more time watching the rain and water, and the wind and rain and endless turbulence are more like an opportunity for him to become enlightened.

It can only be said that the feelings between people are not connected!

"Ku Li, when will you be able to comprehend the 'potential'?"

"Anytime."

Yu Youquan said very confidently.

For the vast majority of cultivators, comprehending "potential" is the key threshold for stepping from the Heavenly Gate Realm to the Eating Qi Realm.

This is like the first realm needs to break through the gate of heaven, and the key to the cultivation of the second realm is to use the "potential" to refine the various treasures of the food more efficiently.

For Yu Youquan, who is able to look inwardly at himself, there is no secret to him about the flow of vitality, transformation, the amount of yuan power, the flow of meridians, the introverted accumulation of momentum, and the explosive release.

Zheng Xuancheng: "Then don't pierce that layer of window paper for the time being, and then start refining the treasure qi exchanged for this way." ”

Now to get into the gas sector? And not with the help of "potential" to refine?

Yu Youquan didn't understand Master's arrangement for a while, because this was essentially a bit against the common sense of cultivation!

(Note: Adapted from Du Fu's "Bringing Prostitutes to Cool Cool Evenings and Encounter Rain".) ）