Hangtown.

A prosperous place since ancient times.

However, during the Republic of China, Hangzhou was far less vast than that of later generations, and east of Qibao outside the Qiantang River was an endless river beach field.

The ancient city is even smaller.

It covers an area of only more than ten miles.

There are six gates.

However, Hangzhou has been open to the port since the late Qing Dynasty, and the shipping is extremely developed, and the West Lake is connected with the Qiantang River.

There are countless shadows of the boat, from the river all the way directly to the waters of the West Lake.

At this moment, at the dock by the lake, a small black canopy boat slowly docked.

The man who supported the boat was an old man in his fifties, who had relied on water for generations.

When I was young, I fished on the water, but now that I am old, I can't stay up from the third watch, and when I return in the middle of the night, in order to support my family, I had to sell the fishing boat and replace it with a small canopy boat.

He makes a living by ferrying on the West Lake.

This kind of small boat can carry three or five people at a time.

If you have more, there will be no place to stand.

"Several, we're on the shore."

Carefully tethering the rope to the pier by the pier, the old man looked back at the first three figures in the boat.

He has been crossing the lake for so many years.

There are countless people who have seen it.

I think I still have some eyesight.

Not to mention that you can see good and evil at a glance, after all, people's hearts are separated from the belly, and it is difficult to draw skin and bones.

But it's enough to look at the approximate identity and origin.

It's just that today's trip, the three people who picked up from the mouth of the river made him feel a little worried from the bottom of his heart, and he secretly pondered all the way, but he couldn't guess it.

The three of them were dressed in Taoist robes.

He doesn't look very old.

Only the man who had closed his eyes since he got on the boat was a little older, but definitely not more than thirty-five.

There are two left, Xiao Kundao, with a long robe, carrying an umbrella, leaning on the side of the boat with a smile, looking at the landscape by the West Lake, looking innocent.

Another small Taoist priest has a strange face and amazing appearance, not like a Han Chinese.

It's a bit similar to those foreign devils who preach in the city.

It's about the same as that middle-aged Taoist.

It's also a stuffy gourd temperament.,I haven't spoken since I got on the boat.。

Behind him hung a bow diagonally.

Although it is covered with strips of cloth, you can guess by looking at the shape.

He only had a few words with Xiao Kundao occasionally.

What made him strange was that the accent was similar to that in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, but it was ...... The questions asked seem to have never been to this area.

The landscape of West Lake has been famous since ancient times.

Even if you haven't seen it, you should have heard of it.

He wondered if there were three Taoists who practiced in the temple all the year round and didn't go out much.

But so it is.

There are no Taoist temples in the city.

Hangzhou's Fuxing Temple, Huanglong Cave, Dongxiao Palace and Baopu Taoist Temple are all thousand-year-old Taoist palaces, and the incense is endless.

He also went there a few times.

Which of those Taoists in the view is not elegant in temperament, fairy wind and bones.

But these few people on the boat, just that little Kun Dao is a little softer and more amiable, and the other two seem to be characters who are not close to people.

Especially the middle-aged Taoist.

Even if he closed his eyes, the deep murderous aura on his body made him stunned.

"...... so fast"

The group of people is naturally the Partridge Whistle brothers and sisters who rushed back from Miaojiang.

At this moment, Ling was still lying on the side of the boat, looking at the white pagoda on the sunset mountain on the south bank, and his heart was full of the story of Xu Xian and the White Lady that the boatman had just said.

couldn't help frowning and muttered reluctantly.

"If Aunt Dao doesn't have enough, the little old man can still take the three of them around the lake, and the eighteen views of the West Lake are different everywhere......"

The old man laughed and talked.

However, before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a partridge whistle.

"No need, how much does the old man cost?"

"We're going to get there as soon as possible."

“…… Four points for one person, just give a dime of copper. ”

Match his slowly opening eyes.

The old man only felt that his eyes were like thunder, landslides, and the indescribable horror of the water pouring into the lake.

A shudder, hurriedly lowered his head and didn't dare to look more.

"Thank you."

Partridge Whistle took out the money, put it on the wooden chair in the boat, and calmly thanked him.

Then he took Ling and the old foreigner, walked to the shore, and walked all the way to the outside of the ferry.

Until the figures of the three disappeared.

The old man dared to raise his head and glanced at it from a distance, and he was scared into a cold sweat on a hot day.

"God, I'm afraid I haven't met a heavenly killer who came to the world."

I rolled up my sleeves and wiped my sweat.

The old man muttered under his breath.

It took a long time for him to withdraw his gaze and land in the boat.

It's just that when I saw the fare they left behind, my heart couldn't help but jump hard.

A piece of silver was placed quietly on the chair.

It was illuminated by the sun overhead, and it was bright.

"Mother's ......"

Where would he not understand this, this is when he encounters a killing star, it is clearly a Taoist immortal who is here to save the suffering.

He had never seen such a large amount of money in his life.

Hold it carefully in your hands.

Grinning straight at all.

Suddenly, he seemed to remember something again.

He brought Yinyang upright to his mouth, blew hard, and then quickly put it next to his ear.

A crisp humming sound was heard.

"It's true...... It's true. ”

This method, he still listened to the second boy next door who worked in a restaurant in the city.

That's how it sounds.

The wind trembles, and the buzzing sound is real money.

He used to listen to the excitement, but now he tried it himself, and it's really like this.

After looking around, he saw that no one noticed, so he carefully hid Yinyang against his chest.

That heavy feeling.

Let him be more down-to-earth than ever.

Now that I have the money to buy medicine, my wife doesn't have to stay up all her life.

The other side.

The three people who had already joined the crowd stopped in front of a small stall.

"Shopkeeper, three bowls of noodles."

"Okay."

A simple greeting.

Partridge Whistle took Ling and the old foreigner to find a no-man's corner and sit down.

Farewell from Miaojiang Bottle Mountain, but although the three of them hurried along the way, they didn't dare to delay at all, and in a blink of an eye, almost ten days had passed.

than he had planned first.

It's been two days late.

Not intentionally, but the world was more chaotic than he had imagined.

When passing through the Poyang area.

The two warlords fought each other, fighting to the death.

In desperation, the three of them could only take a detour.

Now, when he arrived in Hangzhou, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Their trip was based on Peacock Mountain, which was less than forty miles away, an unremarkable hill.

As for why the ancestors of the clan chose that place as the settlement of the clan.

Partridge whistle actually understands.

The moving mountain gate originally originated from the Peacock River in the ancient Western Regions.

Back then, those ancestors went all the way south from their ancestral land, looking for the dust beads, and at the same time wanted to choose a place to settle for their descendants.

Until the time of crossing the Qiantang River.

According to the locals, there is a place called Peacock Mountain.

The ancestors of the clan finally decided to stop the life of wandering and migrating and move to the mountains.

It's just that Peacock Mountain is still a deserted hill.

Ancestors have been cultivating land for generations.

After several generations of hard work, a village was finally built at the foot of the mountain.

I thought that with a place to stay, it would be much easier to go out and look for the dust beads.

But who would have imagined that in the blink of an eye, hundreds of years have passed, and the beads are still nowhere to be found, but the clan land is gradually withering, and it has long lost its former liveliness.

Even so, though.

For the three partridge whistles, as soon as they stepped into the boundary of Hangzhou, the feeling of homesickness could no longer be suppressed.

It is like the turbulent tide encountered when crossing the Qiantang River.

"Three bowls of noodles, slow use."

Partridge Whistle lost his mind in a daze, and it wasn't until the guy brought him three bowls of steaming noodles that he reacted.

Pick the two pieces of meat that are few and put them in the bowl of the younger brother and sister.

"Let's eat."

"We'll have to hurry."

"Yes, senior brother."

The two of them had long been accustomed to this situation, and it was not easy to refuse, so they took the chopsticks and began to eat silently.

Not much.

The three of them left from the noodle shop, and without delay, they went straight to Peacock Mountain.

Until nightfall.

Stars appear in the sky.

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Through the faint light, they were dusty, but they didn't see the slightest tiredness, and finally crossed the mountains and rivers and arrived outside a village.

However, it is different from the village you see along the way.

The mountain village in front of me was pitch black, and there was not half a light in sight.

There are only old houses, faintly revealing a little outline in the night.

There is no cooking smoke, not even ...... There is no popularity.

The silence is a little oozing.

It is like the ancient village where fox demons are entrenched, snakes and rats are rampant, and female ghosts eat people.

But the moment I saw it.

The three brothers and sisters of Partridge Whistle turned red all of a sudden.

Especially the youngest and most sensual spirits, tears fell like rain.

This is Zagrama's land.

In addition to the ancestral land, the place where the clansmen live is also the hometown that carries the countless memories of the three of them.

Looking at the deserted village in front of him, which was no longer populated.

Partridge Whistle only felt that under his chest, it seemed to be blocked by stones, and he was overwhelmed.

It was here that he was born.

At that time, although the village was lonely, it had not yet reached such a deserted state.

There were always a few old people sitting under the trees at the entrance of the village, reminiscing about the former glory of Zagrama.

There are also aunts, who work hard in the fields.

There are old and young.

The family was held up by their weak shoulders.

As for men...... As soon as he is over ten years old, he will have to shoulder the thousand-year-old responsibility of the clan and go out to find the dust beads.

Sometimes it's years when you're gone.

Occasionally come back, stay for a few days and leave again.

But more people never have a chance to come back from the moment they stepped out of Peacock Mountain.

So did he.

When he was ten years old, he followed the previous generation of mountain movers.

Painstaking learning and inheritance.

The two-thousand-year-old mountain gate has many tricks in circulation.

Moving mountains and reclamation of the sea, dividing armor and digging hills, and even subduing demons and subduing demons, suppressing corpses and exorcising evil spirits.

Partridge Whistle is extremely talented.

So much so that the previous generation of mountain movers couldn't help but sigh that if he hadn't been born in the Zagrama family, his achievements would definitely be able to surpass the previous generations of mountain movers.

It's a pity.

Their clan, from the moment they were born, their fate was already predestined.

Follow the previous generation of mountain movers.

It's been five years.

Until the master's ghost curse broke out, vomited blood and died, he brought back the master's ashes.

It was also the first time he had returned to the village since he left.

But in just five years, it has been a matter of fact.

The old men who used to recite the history of their clan under the tree have all passed away.

In fact, he didn't know.

The so-called old man is not very old, he is only in his forties, but when he was young, he was looking for pearls everywhere, and he had old injuries and hidden diseases, which caused the ghost curse to break out in advance.

Often over forty.

is already full of gray hair, drooping and old.

The village is more desolate than ever, and there are even very few children of the younger generation.

The women who worked in the fields.

Many familiar faces are no longer seen.

At that time, the partridge whistle made a great oath that he would find the dust bead in this life no matter what.

It's just that......

Heaven does not fulfill people's wishes.

In the blink of an eye, after so many years, I have achieved nothing.

Even in the entire clan, there are only three of their senior brothers and sisters left.

The past is like smoke, and scenes emerge in his heart.

Unknowingly.

Bean-sized tears burst out of the partridge's eyes and fell to the ground with a click.

The pain that has been suppressed for many years.

At this moment, after all, they all broke out.

The same is true of the old foreigners.

He was not very old, but the burden on his body was equally heavy.

Especially watching my brother grow old day by day.

Although he has a wooden personality and is not good at words, it does not mean that he is a grass and tree.

He was already in tears.

It seems to feel the pain of the trio.

The two armored beasts in the bamboo basket turned back and forth, and there was a whining sound, as if they were crying.

The three of them stood quietly in the night.

Let the mountain wind howl, drying the tears on his face, I don't know how long later, Partridge Whistle sighed, and there was a little more life in his eyes.

"Let's go."

"Go to the back mountain to burn pillar incense."

Silently walk through familiar and unfamiliar villages.

The familiar figures have disappeared, and the traces of life can be found from everywhere.

Not much.

The three of them left the village and entered a cave.

The lights around have long since gone out.

With the moonlight shining overhead, there is still a strange style of architecture.

That is the ancestral shrine of Zagrama.

It is also the home of every generation.

They will come here one day, but I don't know if anyone has sent their bones here to sleep for a long time.

The old foreigner took out the fire sickle.

Rekindle the cold lights on the walls of the surrounding caves.

waited until the firelight broke out, so that this ancestral temple, which had been silent for an unknown amount of time, had a little temperature.

Partridge whistle did not dare to hesitate.

After slightly tidying up the white robe with shampooing, he stepped forward and gently pushed the door open.

A smell that had been sealed for a long time suddenly came to the face.

Looking up, there were countless tablets in it, many of which were already covered in dust because they were left unattended.

See this scene.

The partridge whistle is like a knife.

Among those names, there are his parents, his master, and his familiar uncle.

"Let's get incense......"

It's obviously just a threshold, but to him, it's like a moat.

There was silence for a long time before Partridge Whistle spoke hoarsely.

"Yes, senior brother."

The old foreigner nodded silently.

Walked aside, picked up a bundle of damp incense, and finally lit it before handing it to the senior brother.

The partridge whistle walked forward quietly and inserted the incense into the furnace one by one.

Gradually.

In the cold ancestral hall, curling green smoke rose up.

In that thin smoke.

He raised his head, as if he saw a series of familiar figures, either serious or kind, just looking at him quietly.

……

Guanyun Tower.

Chen Yulou ate a few bites casually, and then put down his chopsticks.

There is no interest in those delicacies, but the new pot of wine tastes good.

Soft but not strong, rich and mellow.

Sitting at the table and pouring himself a drink, he smiled and looked at Kunlun on the opposite side gobbling up.

It can be seen that this kid is really hungry.

The amount of food on weekdays is not small.

But nowhere near the astonishing point it is now.

Chen Yulou was not in a hurry, he drank slowly, and his mind was thinking about things endlessly.

Returning from Bottle Mountain.

It's been almost ten days.

According to the time, the three brothers and sisters of Partridge Whistle should also return to the clan land.

With his character of a promise, I am afraid that he will not stay for too long, so he will set off again and rush to Chenjiazhuang to meet him.

When the time comes, go to Shalong Mountain.

He actually wanted to say that he would go back in a few months, but he also understood that Partridge Whistle could not afford to wait.

For him, pearl hunting is both a mission and a fate.

It's good to leave early.

After all, it takes a lot of work just along the way.

You also have to seize the time to cultivate, and completely stabilize the inner refining realm, and it is best to go further.

If you can refine your consciousness into your consciousness.

Reach the fourth realm of Qi Refining Pass.

At that time, the certainty of entering the tomb of King Xian will undoubtedly increase a few points.

In addition, the mausoleum spectrum, paper armor, and the two magic techniques of viewing the mountain must also be thoroughly understood as soon as possible.

However, it is the Divine Practice, and after his practice day and night during this period, it can be said that he has made rapid progress.

Knock –

Just in his thoughts.

Kunlun put down the dishes and chopsticks with a bang and grinned at him.

"Full?"

"Let's go, it's time to try the method of enlightenment!"

(End of chapter)

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