Ye Qin came out of the Taoist temple, and what caught his eye was the vast mountains, the branches were staggered, and the green leaves were thick, like layers of green clouds falling.

The two Taoist temples were in the deep mountains and old forests, remote and uninhabited places, I don't know if it was a coincidence or other reasons.

But think about it, if it appears in the downtown area, suddenly a Taoist temple manifests out of thin air, and it may cause chaos in the world.

If you are bumped into by someone, you will think it is a miracle or a strange thing.

Just as Ye Qin's thoughts were diverging, he vaguely heard movement not far away, like a whimper, and like the dull sound of something slapping.

Following the sound, the silver light flickered not far away, sparkling, like a special silver belt interspersed in it.

Bypassing these trees that shade the sky and the sun, the field of vision gradually becomes wider, and I can see the waves in the heart of the river splashing, surging, and sending out the roar of thousands of troops and horses rolling and boiling.

Ye Qin went down the trend, looking at the river in front of him, as if he had a sense of familiarity, it was more open than what he had seen before, and the water surface looked deeper.

Before, he was going to visualize the river, but he didn't expect to pull the mottled power of the years here, and use the Taoist temple as the medium to enter this mysterious state.

Therefore, the scenery he saw should also be interrelated, just like in Zuo Ci's tomb before.

Surrounded by mountains, the rivers sit and lie here like a curved long ring, the water and the sky are the same color, which makes people feel refreshed and happy.

The previous rivers were no different from those seen before, but the surging momentum was a little deeper, and it looked very majestic and majestic.

Looking around, Ye Qin didn't see the village monument, and the village had not yet been formed, it seemed that this place was very remote, and there was no trace of human habitation.

"I don't know what era I'm in."

Ye Qin planned to continue to explore, but Tiangong was not beautiful.

A drop of cold rain fell on his body, and he looked up to see that the sky was overcast at some point.

In the blink of an eye, the originally clear sky was instantly covered with dark clouds, and large black clouds were entrenched in the corner of the sky, and they rapidly expanded their territory towards the surroundings.

The black clouds quickly occupied the entire sky at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the originally calm and transparent river water became deeper at some point.

Thundered.

There was a muffled sound of thunder not far away, which inexplicably made people a little depressed and breathless, and the clouds and mist were thick, and there seemed to be shadows passing through it.

The river became turbulent and faintly turbid, as if a behemoth had turned over in it and moved back to between the hanging rock cliffs, and the wind was rushing and stirring the rolling waves.

"Bang!"

The waves crashed against the stones next to them, and the waves were stormy, with a posture that shattered everything.

At first, it was just a few drops of rain, but soon it grew bigger and bigger, and the sky seemed to be broken, and water continued to pour down from it, like a waterfall, flowing thousands of feet.

Even the surface of the river was smashed out of a lot of waves, countless ripples spread, not as calm as when they first met, menacing, like a long dragon roaring.

What the weather is like doesn't affect Ye Qin, it's just that he doesn't like the feeling of being drenched in the rain, just when Ye Qin is thinking about whether to find a place to shelter from the rain.

I vaguely heard the sound of singing coming from the river.

……

Ye Qin looked at the river, his dark green snake pupils narrowed slightly, with a bit of exploration and curiosity.

A small black dot loomed and appeared in the middle of the river, and soon swayed towards Ye Qin's location.

It was a small boat, and I saw the old man in a cloak shaking his oars in the wind and rain, which was strange to say, but the rain was getting heavier and the river was becoming more turbulent.

Several times Ye Qin saw that the river rolled up huge waves and smashed into the boat, and the boat swayed, as if it was about to be capsized and swallowed in the next second, but it was still intact.

Countless snows rolled up out of thin air, and even the edges of the canopy seemed to be sprinkled with countless snowflakes.

I don't know if it's the boat chasing the waves, or the waves pushing the tide.

The canopy looks shaky, but in fact it has been standing on the surface of the river, like a flat boat.

"The wind and waves on the riverside, why is this small boat so stable?"

Ye Qin had a trace of doubt in his heart, but he saw the small boat floating towards his location.

The canopy boat docked at the riverside, and the old man in the cloth saw Ye Qin's body accurately, and he raised his head slightly, revealing a weather-beaten face.

The wrinkles are dense, like ravines, all of which are traces left by the years, very kind and kind, which makes people feel a little close.

"It's a pleasure to have friends from afar."

"The wind and rain are so strong, why don't you take a boat to take shelter."

The old man's familiar tone seemed to be not a snake in front of him, but an old friend he hadn't seen for a long time.

Ye Qin was slightly surprised, he didn't notice any fluctuations in spiritual power on the old man, and that aura was also very ordinary, just like ordinary people.

But the old man saw that he had no fear at all, and even invited him, as if he was sure that Ye Qin would be able to understand his words.

When ordinary people see the big snake, it stands to reason that they should be afraid of fear, so how can they take the initiative to talk to it?

The old man's reaction was a bit unexpected.

However, Ye Qin's surprised expression only flashed.

He thought of Zuo Ci, and Zuo Ci didn't talk to him at the beginning.

This is just one of the mottled fragments of time, and it is not really a time traveler, so even if something bizarre is produced in it, it is understandable.

If nothing else, he guessed that the old man was also like Zuo Ci and could understand what he said, after all, this place was directly connected with spiritual power.

Ye Qin nodded and thanked, "Thank you." ”

The old man had a kind face, a smile rippled at the corner of his mouth, and he shouted, "Sit tight!" ”

After Ye Qin got on the boat, he found that there was still a pot of wine warm in the canopy boat, the small fire in the stove was burning, and the sound of firewood crackling could be heard.

In a trance, he gave Ye Qin some kind of illusion, everything was ready, and it seemed that he was waiting for his arrival.

Outside there was a torrential storm, but inside the boat seemed to be a world of its own, quiet and peaceful.

The rain curtain continued, like beads with broken threads, blocking the view, and it seemed that everything was in the hazy rain and fog.

Ye Qin was in a small boat, the aroma of wine was wafting around, and he couldn't smell what kind of wine it was, but the mellow aroma was deep, mixed with a bit of spicy feeling.

The old man seemed to sense Ye Qin's doubts, and said with his wooden pulp: "This is the wine I brew casually in my spare time, if you don't dislike it, please try it." ”

After speaking, he poured a cup for Ye Qin and put it in front of him.

Ye Qin raised his head, and the snake letter nodded into the wine glass, the aroma of the wine was strong, and it slid down the snake cavity, and all kinds of flavors came to his heart in an instant.

At first it was a little sweet, then it was spicy and choked into the throat.

That feeling can't be described in words, just like the human world, mixed with indescribable ups and downs, only those who have experienced it can experience it firsthand.

For a while, many pictures appeared in Ye Qin's mind, including fragments of memories from his previous life, as well as when he had just been reborn in this life.

All kinds of intertwined are really embarrassing.

Looking back, he unconsciously went through so much, and now he thinks about it as if it happened just yesterday.

Probably because he was thinking too much, so that the old man shouted a few times, but Ye Qin didn't pay attention.

After a while, Ye Qin sighed faintly.

"Uncle, your wine is really unusual, just like the years, it makes people have a long aftertaste, and I can't help but think of my former self."

The old man laughed, "Actually, my wine itself is ordinary, and only extraordinary people can taste it differently, but then again, everyone's experience is different, and the taste will naturally be different." ”

His words seem to be a pun and have a different meaning.

Only the extraordinary can taste a different taste, does it refer to their own identity?

Ye Qin wanted to ask the old man, but saw that his gaze had already turned into the distance, and what he said just now was just casually.

He could feel the swaying of the hull, the waves of the river pushing the boat away, and the wood pulp in the old man's hand seemed to be an ornament.

After all, the river is turbulent, and it is not something that human power can reverse and change, but the old man obviously doesn't care about this, he is swaying and paddling, looking contented, and it can be said that he is enjoying it.

It is not so much that he is holding the oars to ferry, but rather that the river is pushing the canopy boat forward, and everything goes according to nature, invisibly revealing the truth of the harmony of all things.

Ye Qin became more and more curious about the origin of the old man.

Zuo Ci at least had relevant information before, and there were traces to follow, but the appearance of the old man was like a mystery, as if he had known that he would come.

The wind and rain are like obscurity, and a flat boat across the river is fluttering, which does not seem to be a coincidence.

However, Ye Qin didn't detect the bad intentions in the old man, so he was relieved to get on the boat.

Probably because Ye Qin's gaze was too obvious, the old man also noticed it, and asked with a smile: "Why do you look at me like this?" ”

Ye Qin also calmly met the other party's gaze, the old man's eyes were not as cloudy as ordinary old people, but clear and translucent, vaguely smooth and revealed, making people feel wise and clear.

"I don't know who my husband is?"

The old man touched his beard and said with a smile: "It's just a ferryman, making a living from this, watching the sun set and the moon rise, the tide rises and falls, carrying many people across the rivers, lakes and seas." ”

His expression is a little vicissitudes, as if he has seen through the world, but he is not sophisticated, and he has a kind of freedom to see through everything.

Ye Qin didn't feel any fluctuations in the old man's special strength, which was really unreasonable.

Judging from the old man's words and deeds, he doesn't look like an ordinary ferryman.

But Ye Qin didn't break the casserole and ask in the end, meeting is fate, why bother to get to the bottom of it.

Just like the old man didn't ask him where he came from, maybe the old man was really just a ferryman, he was just a hurried passerby.

Because of this heavy rain, the two sides formed a short-term fate.

Sometimes the answer isn't that important.

Boom!

Suddenly, a huge wind and wave hit and slammed into the small boat of Ubong, which at this moment was like a sinking island in the sea, and it was in danger of sinking at any time.

Ye Qin even felt a lot of cold splashes, which also splashed on his body.

"Poof—"

With a dull movement, something seemed to fall.

"Oops!"

The old man exclaimed, as if something had happened.

Ye Qin hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?" ”

I saw that the old man was holding a wooden pulp, but the other hand was empty, it turned out that in the huge river tide just now, a wooden pulp accidentally fell.

The old man's expression seemed to be annoyed, which made Ye Qin feel very confused.

"It's just a piece of wood pulp, why is the old man here?"

The old man shook his head, "It's not just the wood pulp, the sword I have been carrying with me has also fallen into the river, this sword has been with me for many years, and I also have a lot of feelings." ”

It can be seen that this should be the old man's beloved thing, otherwise he would not have shown such a look.

It's just that this river is deep, and one wave after another is coming, and the things that fall into it don't know where they will be swept away, and it's impossible to find them.

Ye Qingang wanted to say something to comfort.

I saw that the old man quickly reined in his lost look, and turned to find a small carving knife and make a mark on the Wupeng boat.

Looking at his movements, Ye Qin was even more confused, not knowing what he wanted to do.

The old man smiled, his expression full of mystery, "You'll know later." ”

It was difficult to walk alone, so the old man simply put down the wood pulp, let the boat float in the river, and sat opposite Ye Qin to drink heartily, but it was a little casual.

The clear liquor stirs in the glass.

The aroma of wine is wanton, surrounded by the small boat of Wupeng, watching the ebb and flow of the tide, listening to the waves from time to time, there is a unique taste.

The raindrops beat on the canopy, as if in tune with the beat, and people can't help but sing a song.

The old man's white beard fluttered in the river wind, and his eyes fell on the river, the river was flooding, and his expression was a little unpredictable.

"What do you say is eternal in this world?"

The old man's tone was flat and straightforward, and it seemed to be just a casual question, but it was exciting.

Ye Qin couldn't help but fall into contemplation, everything in the world was constantly moving and changing.

It's as if the sun is coming and rising, which means that the day has passed, and it is a new beginning, and no matter how much you remember, you can't go back to yesterday.

In the same way, things will change accordingly over time, to take the most vivid example.

It's like the river he saw before is completely different from the river he sees now, one represents the future and the other represents the past.

Although they are all the same thing, there are different changes between the two sides.

In the long river of time, nothing can remain the same, and time will eventually dilute everything.

Ye Qin pondered for a moment and replied: "Looking at the past and the present, there are very few things that last forever, the sun sets and the moon rises, the flowers bloom and fall, the tide rises and falls, and things rise and fall, and they are always changing. ”

The old man didn't immediately refute Ye Qin's point of view, but asked, "So you think there are no eternal things in this world?" ”

Ye Qin hesitated for a moment, but still nodded, "Sort of." ”

The old man once again showed a meaningful look, "Maybe everything in the world is changing, but there is always an unchanging existence, and there are always a few special ones that will become eternal for a moment." ”

This can't be said right, nor can it be said wrong, Ye Qin didn't express his opinion at the first time.

The old man continued to speak: "You see that the big river is rushing away with the waves, and many characters disappear without a trace with the passing river. ”

"Although they do not exist in the world, the things they left behind are remembered by future generations, and in some ways they are not eternal."

Ye Qin looked at the waves outside, the white waves were like fragments of time, undulating in the long river, his expression was a little trance, as if he was wandering in the long river of time at the moment.

"That being said, such a statement is somewhat one-sided."

It's like although Ye Qin has now stepped into the path of cultivation and his lifespan has been extended, he doesn't dare to boast that Haikou is eternal.

The vicissitudes of life, the white clouds and the dogs, all are in a rapid change.

Inanimate objects that have been washed in the river of time will also appear in the world in a different way.

Living objects cannot escape the principle of birth, old age, sickness and death, and the reincarnation of all things.

Everything in the world is constantly changing, and what can be truly eternal.

The old man smiled but did not speak, and the air suddenly fell into silence, and a silent silence spread.

I only heard the waves crashing on the boat, and there was a slight crashing sound.

After a while, the old man replied: "It's not one-sided, I only said this when I saw it, and there is such an existence in front of you and me." ”

The old man's words were in the clouds, which made Ye Qin a little puzzled, if there was really such an existence, why didn't he see it.

"Why haven't I seen it?"

The old man glanced at Ye Qin, and a faint smile crossed his eyes, "If you think about it carefully, this thing is far away in the sky, close at hand." ”

He didn't say it explicitly, but sold it again.

I don't know when the rain gradually stopped, and a ray of sunlight pierced through the heavy clouds and sprinkled on the river, suddenly shining brightly.

Even the old canopy boats were gilded with a faint light, like golden fallen leaves, floating in this boundless river.

No one knows where it will end, it seems to be floating aimlessly, maybe there will be a day to stay, maybe there will never be a time to stay.

The old man leaned out and looked at the sky, "Ah, the rain has stopped." ”

The river returned to its previous calm, flowing quietly between the mountains and rivers, as if the previous turbulence and turbulence, as well as the stormy waves, were all Ye Qin's illusions.

The mountains on the shore are still the same, and after this rain, they seem to have become more verdant, and a little mist has faintly grown, shrouding the surroundings, and even the scenery has become a little blurred.

It is like a fairyland-like existence on earth, and there is a sense of beauty isolated from the world, as if they have taken a small boat to the place where the water and the sky meet.

The blue sky and the blue river are faintly connected into a line, and at first glance it looks like the blue jade is inlaid between the sky and the earth.

Ye Qin echoed: "Yes, the rain has stopped." ”

At this time, the fire on the small stove had also been burned out, the last faint flame was extinguished, and the wine had bottomed out.

Unconsciously, the boat also swayed and docked on the shore, but it was not the place where Ye Qin first went ashore.

I thought it would take a lot of time to dock, but I didn't expect it to dock so soon.

The mountains on both sides of the strait are endless, and the original scenery is very different, and before you know it, the light boat has passed the weight of 10,000 people, and the green mountains seem to remain unchanged, but in fact they have changed rapidly.

It felt like a few seconds had passed, and it felt like a century had passed.

After the boat docked, he saw the old man begin to take off his coat.

Looking at the old man's movements, Ye Qin asked strangely, "Why is this?" ”

The old man replied solemnly: "Fishing for a sword." ”

Ye Qin was a little stunned, and subconsciously blurted out, "But hasn't your sword already fallen in the river, how can it be salvaged?" ”

The old man pointed to the mark engraved on the ship before, and he was confident, as if everything was under control, "With this mark as proof, it can naturally be salvaged." ”

The old man is obviously a smart person, and he can see a little from the conversation, and even a person with great wisdom, how could he make such a stupid move, which really does not conform to the image he showed before.

His sword fell into the river, although it was marked at that time, but it was only relative to that time, now that the hull is constantly moving, and now it is docked, how can it still be found along the previous mark.

Neither is at the same point in time.

If the ship is stationary, then the sword sinks to the bottom of the water, and a mark is engraved on the place where the ship falls, and the sword is found in the water along the mark.

But the sword sank to the bottom of the water, either it did not move, or it was swept away by the river tide, but the ship kept moving, and the distance between the two was destined to become farther and farther, becoming a parallel line that could not intersect.

According to the wisdom of the old man, he should be able to understand such a simple truth.

After all, from the conversation of the canopy boat just now, Ye Qin had already glimpsed the extraordinaryness of the old man.

However, without waiting for Ye Qin to stop him, he only heard a "poof", and the old man had already jumped into the water, smashing a huge wave, and the boat shook slightly.

Looking at the ripples on the water, Ye Qin was really a little helpless, he couldn't understand how an old man who seemed to be an extraordinary wise man would do such a funny thing.

couldn't help but laugh out loud on the shore, ridiculing the old man for not being wise enough.

This sword is destined to be impossible to find.

But in a moment, the old man surfaced to breathe, although he was old, but he was in good shape, like a big white fish, constantly rolling in the river.

Seeing that the old man was empty-handed, all in Ye Qin's expectations, he smiled and said, "Old man, old man, you can't find it." ”

The old man smiled but didn't answer, and another fierce man plunged in.

After a while, bubbles bubbled on the surface of the river, and the old man reappeared, only this time, there was an extra rusty iron sword in his hand!

The body of the sword is rusty, which has covered the original color, and all the traces of the river corrosion on it are pitted, and it seems that it has been lying at the bottom of the river for a long time, but I never thought that there would be a time to see the light of day again.

"Look, isn't this just there?"

Ye Qin's expression was a little stunned, this sword was rusty, at first glance, it was the kind that had sunk at the bottom of the river for a long time, and it was obviously not the sword that the old man had fallen into the water before.

I didn't expect the old man to be quite tough, isn't this self-deception?

Ye Qin shook his head helplessly, and sighed: "It's useless to find the sword, the sword is no longer the original sword." ”

The old man laughed, pointed at Ye Qin, and then pointed to his chest, and replied: "The sword is actually not lost, isn't the sword inserted in your heart?" ”

(End of chapter)