Out of Humen Pass is Linjiang County, Linjiang County is as its name, there are many rivers and lakes in the county is the world's famous land of fish and rice, but the more you go north, the more desolate it is, the three counties of Liangzhou are like this.

Poor mountains and bad waters come out of the people, this sentence is not unreasonable,

Only Liangzhou, which has strong folk customs, can raise 300,000 iron horsemen.

However, this beautiful Linjiang County can raise people and raise a large number of interesting people in the rivers and lakes.

At this moment, there is a nameless lake in Linjiang County,

"Will they come?"

A girl with a pretty face wearing a stone hairpin is sitting on a boat, boredly slapping the water with a wooden stick.

It was a shortcut, and they were bound to pass through it in such a hurry. ”

"What's more, the news of the Wind and Rain Building has never been disappointed!"

An old man in the bow of the boat, dressed in a robe, was staring at the water, and he had been sitting dry for a morning, and there was still not a single fish in the bamboo basket.

"Old man, where did you say that soft persimmon got the guts to assassinate Emperor Qing. The girl threw a stone and fell into the water with a "plop" and scared away the crucian carp that was biting the bait.

"I don't know. ”

"But now his head is worth a lot!"

"Even if I catch fish for ten lifetimes, I can't match that bounty. The fisherman's tone was very indifferent, and the hand holding the rod was very steady, and he was not annoyed that the stone dropped by the girl had scared the fish away.

"You old man, you're so boring!"

"You deserve to eat fish for a lifetime!"

When the girl heard this, her lips pursed slightly, she stood up and stomped her feet lightly, the hull of the boat did not shake, but the lake water stirred up fine ripples, and after a while, hundreds of fish floated on the surface of the water, which was not spectacular.

"After the fight, you can still boil a big pot of fish soup to nourish it, beautiful, beautiful. The fisherman was not angry, but smiled and stretched out his hand and waved a hundred and ten fish, and fell into the bamboo basket, and the excess fell on the bow of the boat and piled up into a hill.

By the lake, a woodcutter carried a large bundle of dry wood on his back,

The bundle of dry firewood was taller than a man, but the woodcutter did not feel the slightest difficulty, and continued to chop the dead wood with the firewood knife in his hand, and looked closely to see that each knife fell in the same place, without the slightest deviation, and a large pile of wood was harvested in three or two strokes.

Perhaps tired, the woodcutter put down the dry wood and sat down by the lake, wiped the sweat from his forehead, took a handful of lake water and washed his face happily.

"Hey, woodcutter. ”

"The old man is for the silver, and what are you for?" shouted the maiden in the boat to the woodcutter by the lake.

"There is a son in the family who is not a weapon, not a material for martial arts, and I can't read the sage book, I just want to leave him a family business before I die, but I can't do anything about chopping wood and killing people, so I want to give it a try. ”

The woodcutter took the hat and was a stout man, and at first glance he looked no different from the usual farmer, except that the calluses on his hands were very thick, not the hand that held the hoe and the rake, but the hand that held the knife.

"If you really become the marquis of Wanhu of Nalaoshzi, I am afraid that I will also let the court raise pigs like pigs, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to walk, how can there be rivers and lakes at ease. ”

The girl on the boat seemed to think of something happy, smiled very happily, patted the gourd on her waist, and the clear wine flowed out and drank it on her head.

"It's good to raise pigs, white and fat, can't freeze, can't starve, my unsuccessful son can live as a pig, which is also a blessing from the previous life. The woodcutter scratched his head innocently.

"It's not fun, it's not fun......"

"It's boring, it's boring......"

The girl at the bow of the boat wiped the wine stains from the corners of her mouth and sat cross-legged, her hands dragging her chin and eyelashes flickering, as if she was longing for something, thinking that the corners of her mouth were unconsciously hooked in the depths, revealing two shallow dimples.

"What are you for, little girl?"

After washing his face, the woodcutter took off his straw sandals and stretched his mud-stained feet into the lake, muddying a large pool of water.

"Me?"

Naturally, it was to take a look at the legendary soft persimmon, and I heard that he was born with red lips and white teeth, white eyebrows, and beautiful eyes, and was very handsome. The girl shook her hand, and the silver bell on her wrist laughed.

"Girl, what if you are lost in that world and can't do it?"

"It depends on whether he can take my Li Jiu'er's sword, after all, there are more handsome men in the world, and I can't look down on men with good skins. Li Jiu'er pulled out a short sword from his cuffs, and the cold light shimmered, even sharp.

"I heard that His Royal Highness the Prince of the World is very good at swordsmanship, and he stabbed to death Li Gaoliang with a sword, so don't be accepted as a maid at that time. Fisherman said.

"Come on, I've seen the information of Fengyulou, Li Gaoliang was already short of blood when he came out of the customs, and he was beaten to death by the two peerless swordsmen beside him, which made him pick up the cheap. ”

Li Jiu'er put the sword into his sleeve and shook the silver bell on his wrist with a casual look.

"Good, good. ”

"The poor monk has seen all the benefactors. ”

An old monk with a compassionate eye stood on the shore with his hands folded, and his voice was not loud but clearly reached the ears of everyone present.

"Old monk, you're here!"

"The poor monk came late, and he dealt with some chores on the way. ”

When the words fell, the monk who was far away on the shore had already landed on the boat, except for a few ripples on the mirror-like lake.

"Old monk, your light skill in crossing the river has increased again. ”

"Huh,"

"But why is your breath unsteady?"

Feeling the chaotic flow of true qi in the old monk's body, Diao Su said in surprise.

"On the way here, I met an interesting old benefactor, who was very good at his work, and the poor monk also forcibly raised a breath of true qi before he barely caught up, and gave him a palm, so as not to spoil our plan. ”

"How many products does that person have?"

The poor monk made him spit blood in his mouth with a palm of his hand, and he couldn't think of five grades. ”

"Five pins?"

"Five products!"

The old monk folded his hands and was a little ashamed.

Diao Suo glanced back at the old monk, it was hard to believe this statement, in the world's three grades, the old monk's light skills are definitely the existence of the top rank, and the five grades are a good hand in the huge rivers and lakes, but in the eyes of everyone present, it is really not on the table.

But just such a fifth-grade person, so that the third-grade old monk with excellent light skills is beyond the reach of the dust, is this too ridiculous?

"Is it the man of the world?"

"Eight or nine is not far from ten. ”

"No problem, that person has been seriously injured by the poor monk and fled into the mountains and forests in a hurry, and there is absolutely no way to report the news. ”

The old monk said firmly.

"That's it!"

"Don't scare the big fish. ”

The fishing rod put away a carp in three or four catties, and jumped on the board of the boat, and the masters of Linjiang County came to the top of the name, and the whole four three-grade masters are now the time to close the rod.

(The previous text has been changed, Beichuan County is changed to Liangzhou, and Liangzhou is divided into three counties, which does not affect the reading experience.) )