The streets on both sides of the city have been hung with red lanterns, and the people are hanging Spring Festival couplets, blessing characters, and window flowers on the doors of their homes, and they are happy to see it.

Every household is busy, saying goodbye to the old and the new, putting up lights, and people who travel far away are not far away, going home for the New Year to worship their ancestors.

Even a small place like Jinhuai City, which is located on the border, has become crowded and lively.

As soon as there are more people, the popularity will be booming, making the winter night seem to become warm and amiable.

Everyone has a smile on their faces, and everyone can enjoy the family.

On the streets, there are groups of opera troupes, dancing lion all the way.

Li Zijin took his little sister Hongshao, carrying some New Year's goods purchased from the market, and embarked on the return journey to the Feixue Inn. Li Zijin was patient and stood by the street with her for a while, until the lion dance team gradually walked away, and the young man slapped his junior sister's head and shouted that she could go back.

Hong Shao's questions were as many as ever, she glanced down and asked curiously: "Senior brother, I just heard Master Chai say in the inn that today is the last day of the year, so what will happen tomorrow?"

Li Zijin was stunned, after he got the "guidance" of the strange woman from the Xiaoxiang ferry and knew that the little junior sister was actually a koi born from a ghost, the young man was no longer surprised by some of the seemingly strange but ordinary questions of the junior sister.

However, the little junior sister's sentence "What will happen tomorrow" also asked him down.

After thinking about it, the young man said: "Tonight is Chinese New Year's Eve, a day for the world to say goodbye to the old and welcome the new, reunite with the family, and sacrifice to the ancestors. Chinese New Year's Eve means that the old year is now gone, and the next day the new year is changed. Nothing will happen tomorrow, it just means that the new year is coming, and the new year is new. ”

"Oh. The girl raised her head, glanced at her brother secretly, and then lowered her head slightly, not knowing what to think.

Walking all the way back to the inn carrying a lot of things from the market, Hong Shao was so tired that her hands were sore, but when she saw that her senior brother was carrying more in his hands, she didn't dare to complain.

When the two walked back to the Feixue Inn, they unexpectedly saw the old gentleman of the bookstore who had not left the Jinhuai bookstore for a long time, and walked outside.

When he saw the girl in a green shirt and a white dress returning to the inn with a large number of New Year's goods in her hands, the old man stopped what he was doing, smiled and looked at the young girl.

"Grandpa knows everything!"

Hong Shao jumped up, gained strength again, rushed into the inn lobby, put the things in his hand on the table, and screamed sweetly.

The old gentleman smiled kindly, nodded in agreement, and then glanced at the young swordsman in green shirt who slowly walked into the inn, and greeted him with his eyes.

Today, there are no guests at the Snow Inn.

Those who stay for the reunion dinner are not considered "guests", they are considered friends.

The three of them took a look at each other, and a fat cook walked out of the back kitchen, he was a little embarrassed, walked to the middle-aged shopkeeper, and said helplessly: "Shopkeeper, what is the origin of that Song lady······

Old Man Chai couldn't move and fiddled with the golden abacus, and replied without raising his head when he heard the words: "What's wrong?"

The fat cook sighed: "That's where I have been cooking for ten years, but I can't help at all, so I helped her?"

The middle-aged shopkeeper laughed and soothed: "Someone is busy for you, so that you are busy and busy, and you are not satisfied?"

The fat cook was kicked in the ass and trotted back to the back kitchen.

Li Zijin put the goods in his hand on the table, counted them and shouted, "Master Chai, are we going to paste the Spring Festival couplets before the meal, or after that?"

"If you're not tired, post it now. The middle-aged shopkeeper squinted and smiled, after all, Li Zijin had just come back from outside, and he didn't take a few breaths.

The girl in white with a hosta on her head immediately took over the conversation, her eyes lit up and said, "Senior brother, I'll help you paste Spring Festival couplets, I have never pasted Spring Festival couplets!"

Only girls who have never worked before will be curious and interesting about this kind of thing, and they also want to make themselves a little involved on the busy Chinese New Year's Eve.

The old man in Jinhuai Bookstore joked: "Hongshao, if this Spring Festival couplet is crooked for the firewood shopkeeper, you will lose money." ”

Master Chai thought so, walked in front of a few people with a serious face, and said with an abacus pretending to be a gesture: "Yes, yes, yes, I'll help you calculate how much you should pay if you stick it crookedly." ”

The girl's face turned pale in an instant, and her helpless little eyes could only look at her senior brother.

Li Zijin said helplessly: "Two seniors, you don't have to work together to scare a little girl." ”

The two "disrespectful" guys looked at each other and laughed.

Li Zijin patted the little junior sister Xiang on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "The old gentleman and the old man Chai are scaring you, don't worry, the senior brother is standing behind to help you watch, the paste is not crooked." Even if it's crooked, Master Chai wants us to lose money, let's just pay him, senior brother is rich!"

Hong Shao was still submissive, until the young swordsman in the green shirt handed her a pair of Spring Festival couplets.

"What about Ergou?" Li Zijin looked up and down the inn, but found no trace of Yang Ergou.

Aunt Song was busy in the back kitchen, and she didn't know where the little guy from Ergou had gone.

"I was still here just now, it's strange, could it be that I went to the backyard?" said Master Chai casually.

The young man in green shirt nodded, and asked Hong Shao to go to the gate to paste the Spring Festival couplets first, and he went to look for Ergou, saying that there were more than a dozen pairs of window flowers on the table, and he could call Ergou to help paste them together.

"Two dogs, two dogs?" Li Zijin came to the backyard of the Feixue Inn and looked around.

He found a figure in a bamboo pavilion, and when he stepped forward to take a look, it was really Yang Ergou.

"Ergou, what are you doing here alone?" asked Li Zijin.

The young man took a closer look, only to find that Yang Ergou was holding a pen in his hand, and there were two blank red papers on the bamboo table.

Yang Ergou was immersed in thinking, thinking about what to write, and didn't notice that someone was coming behind him, and when he heard the young man's voice, he was startled, and after turning his head to see the person who came, he said, "Brother Zijin." Mother said that you and Sister Hongshao invited us to come to Feixue Inn for the New Year, and we can't come empty-handed, so ······"

Li Zijin said with a smile: "Earlier, didn't Aunt Song bring a lot of food." ”

The boy shook his head and said solemnly, "It was given by my mother." ”

Li Zijin was puzzled at first, and after thinking about it, he gave him the meaning of Yang Ergou.

It was the little guy who felt that it was not enough for the mother to bring something, and he should also give a gift, so as not to eat a Chinese New Year's Eve meal at the Feixue Inn in vain.

"Want to write a couplet for the Flying Snow Inn?" asked Li Zijin.

The boy nodded a little embarrassedly, "It's just······ When the book is used, I hated it less, and I bought the red paper with confidence, but when it was time to write, I didn't know what to write. ”

Yang Ergou has this thought, which is a good thing, Li Zijin said: "Then I'll help you think of one, and you can write it?"

His eyes lit up, "Good!"

After thinking about it for a while, Li Zijin said: "Master Chai has a golden abacus at any time, and he is a businessman, so I wish him a lot of money." Ergou, you write a 'welcome the New Year's wealth and wealth, and receive the blessing of the treasure to produce gold', and the horizontal criticism of the fortune into the treasure is. ”

The boy had already begun to write, and said gratefully, "Thank you, Brother Zijin." ”

The young man in the green shirt nodded with satisfaction and said politely, but he immediately remembered something, his face changed sharply, and he threw down a sentence: "Ergou, you write first, and I'll come when I go." ”

Li Zijin condensed a breath of martial arts true qi, used his body technique, and instantly flashed from the bamboo pavilion in the backyard of the Feixue Inn to the lobby of the inn, and then came to the door of the inn, pulling out several afterimages.

Master Chai squinted, so fast.

The young man came to the door of the inn, and saw that the little junior sister was still holding a pair of Spring Festival couplets, in a daze, looking left and right, always uncertain, probably really frightened by the previous sentence of Master Chai, "If you stick crookedly, you will lose money", so he didn't dare to start.

Seeing that the senior brother was coming, the girl said nervously: "Senior brother, why don't you post it, I'm afraid it won't be good······"

Li Zijin waved his hand, pulled the little junior sister into the lobby, came to the old man of Jinhuai Bookstore and Master Chai, and revealed Yang Ergou's heart to a few people.

The old gentleman of the bookstore in cotton clothes sighed: "Ergou is really a sensible child. ”

The middle-aged shopkeeper nodded, "Rare." ”

Li Zijin finally said: "Master Chai, let's pretend not to buy the Spring Festival couplets later, and let Ergou paste the Spring Festival couplets he wrote for the Feixue Inn, how about it?"

Naturally, the opinion of the shopkeeper should be sought on this matter.

Master Chai didn't think about it, and immediately agreed.

Hong Shao was not disappointed because he couldn't post the Spring Festival couplets, but breathed a sigh of relief and relieved the burden in his heart.

Li Zijin quietly hid the pair of Spring Festival couplets he bought, and Master Chai also picked up a few window flowers from the table, and made up for it: "Miss Hongshao, since you can't paste this Spring Festival couplet, then please ask you to help paste a few window flowers, how about it? ”

"Hmm!" the girl nodded happily, took the window grille and left.

A group of people were busy at the Feixue Inn, about half a stick of incense, Yang Ergou held a pair of Spring Festival couplets in his hand, slowly walked into the inn lobby from the backyard, and asked in a low voice: "That ······"

Li Zijin stood on the second floor of the inn, and hurriedly gave the middle-aged shopkeeper downstairs a look, the latter understood, coughed, and began to act hard: "Ah, Li Zijin, why did you go out just now and leave the Spring Festival couplets behind?

Yang Ergou stood in place and plucked up the courage to say, "Chai... Master Chai, I have a pair of Spring Festival couplets here, if you don't dislike it······"

The middle-aged shopkeeper with excellent acting skills pretended to be shocked, then rejoiced, and finally rushed straight to the swarthy boy, looked at the Spring Festival couplets in the boy's hand with a "surprised" look, and said in surprise: "Ergou, you have it here?"

The old gentleman of the bookstore also chimed in: "Yes, it's almost dark today, and if you don't put it on quickly, it won't work." ”

The middle-aged shopkeeper looked at Yang Ergou, made a way for him, and motioned for the boy to go to the door of the inn and paste the Spring Festival couplets for the Feixue Inn with his own hands.

It's just that the swarthy boy stood in place, without movement, looking a little unconfident, either worried that he couldn't write well, or afraid that he would paste the Spring Festival couplets crookedly.

Master Chai could only help people to the end, cleared his throat again, and said, "Ergou, we are all busy with work, can I trouble you and paste the Spring Festival couplets for us?"

"Can I?" he hesitated.

"Yes. ”

"Absolutely. ”

"No, it can't be any better. ”

The three words came from Mr. Chai, Mr. Bookstore, and the young swordsman in green shirts who couldn't stand it and jumped down from the second floor of the inn, wanting to help the trouble.

This scene really scared Yang Ergou a little, but looking at the eyes of several people, the boy still mustered up the courage, walked outside the inn gate, raised his head, looked up and down, and thought about how he should paste the Spring Festival couplets.

Yang Ergou lowered his head again, and the few people who peeked at him just now in the lobby of the inn instantly pretended not to care at all, and they were "busy", the old man of the bookstore who repeatedly wiped a table with a rag, or the young swordsman in green shirt who repeatedly swept a piece of land with a broom, or the old man Chai who did nothing but ran back and forth in the house quickly, making a rather busy appearance.

Seeing that everyone was doing their own thing, Yang Ergou took a deep breath, lifted the spirit of twelve, gathered to the door, and began to post Spring Festival couplets.

His movements are extremely cautious, like caring for a weak flower. After posting the Spring Festival couplets on both sides, there was a banner with "Fortune and Treasure" written on it, and the little guy stood on tiptoe and was far from the door frame above.

Li Zijin put down the broom, walked out of the inn door, patted Yang Ergou on the shoulder with a smile, and said, "Let me come." ”

The boy hummed, handed the "Fortune and Treasure" to Li Zijin, then took a step back, looked up at the young swordsman in green shirt in front of him who was taller than his two heads, raised his hand high, and posted the four-character banner in the middle of the top.

When Li Zijin withdrew his hand, he was slightly stunned, because a person had unconsciously appeared behind him.

The middle-aged shopkeeper held his chin with one hand, and held his elbow with the other, and after looking at the Spring Festival couplets outside the door, he nodded and praised: "The word is a good word, the union is a good couplet, Ergou, thank you." ”

The swarthy boy was a little embarrassed, and wanted to say that the couplet was actually thought by Brother Zijin, but just as he said the word "actually", he was interrupted by Li Zijin: "Master Chai, should we go in and serve the food?" I smell the smell of meat, and I can't wait to move the chopsticks!"

After saying that, he rubbed his hands.

The middle-aged shopkeeper made a "sniff" and said very cooperatively: "Eh, don't say it, it's really, eat." ”

The fat cook and the sweaty Aunt Song walked out of the back kitchen in turn, both of them served a plate of dishes with both hands, and the old gentleman of Hongshao and Jinhuai Bookstore also went into the back kitchen to help with the dishes and chopsticks. Li Zijin, Master Chai, and Yang Ergou, the three lately arrived guys, spliced the two wine tables in the lobby together, and then removed the benches that had been placed before, and vacated a spacious place in the lobby of the Feixue Inn.

Two wine tables, put together into one table, from nothing on the table, to being placed on the table, chopsticks, meals, wine pots and wine glasses one after another.

Although the people present were not close relatives to each other, they also followed the rules of the elders and the young, and sat down in order and in turn.

first the middle-aged shopkeeper who was the host, then the old gentleman of Jinhuai Bookstore, and then the fat cook and Aunt Song.

After several elders sat down, they talked about Li Zijin, Hong Shao, and Yang Ergou.

No one reminded them out loud, they all "did it spontaneously".

Sitting around a table, talking and laughing, it was fun.

When it was completely dark, the sound of firecrackers sounded in the city, and Master Chai raised his wine glass, stood up and said with a smile: "One year old in the sound of firecrackers, I wish everyone here a new year, all wishes come true." ”

Yang Ergou's children's family also wanted to drink, so he first glanced at his mother, and when he saw Aunt Song smiling, he didn't support or object, so he mustered up his courage, picked up his wine glass, and looked at the young man in green shirt beside him. During the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, Li Zigen did not bring a sword on him, nor did he need to bring a sword, so he just poured a small half cup of soju for the swarthy boy next to him, and instructed: "Only a little bit is allowed." ”

The latter nodded obediently, picked up the wine glass and took a sip, his face flushed with spiciness, but he couldn't bear to show it.

The middle-aged shopkeeper laughed, saying that Ergou is so large at a young age, and it will be great in the future.

The girl in white saw that everyone was drinking, so she gently bumped her elbow against her senior brother, "Senior brother, can I taste some?"

Li Zijin glanced at her obliquely, and saw her aggrieved appearance, that little look seemed to say, even Ergou can drink, why can't I?

In desperation, the young man, who didn't want to be too favoritistic, also raised the wine jug and poured a little bit for the little junior sister, but it was even rarer than the wine poured for Yang Ergou, it was really only enough for a sip.

However, the girl, who was very satisfied with a little bit, still smiled and squinted, and after thanking her senior brother, she raised her head and drank the wine in the cup, and everyone was secretly speechless. Li Zijin caught a glimpse of the little junior sister's cheerful drinking, and was glad that he didn't pour her more, otherwise wouldn't she be drunk on the spot?

Master Chai also poured a glass of wine for the old gentleman of the bookstore next to him, and the wine even overflowed the wine glass, the smile on his face weakened a little, and said with concern: "Drinking can keep out the cold, let's have a drink?"

The old gentleman with frosty temples hummed, did not refuse, picked up the cup and bumped the cup with the old man Chai and drank half a cup, and then played with the cup of wealth in his hand, and said with emotion: "I haven't drunk for many years, I drank well when I was young, and I always felt that I couldn't drink enough. When people reach middle age, they leave this second thing behind. ”

Although he has been a friend for many years, he is not the god of wealth of Zheng Guo, who knows the old gentleman well, is the first time to hear the old gentleman of Jinhuai Bookstore take the initiative to mention his own past, and when he talked about this, the middle-aged shopkeeper asked curiously: "Are you tired of drinking?"

A look of regret flashed in the old man's eyes, and he shook his head and smiled bitterly: "There are too many books to read." ”

Master Chai was dumbfounded, "You scholars, don't you have a saying called 'only when you suffer hardships can you become a master', is this how you came to be?"

The old gentleman of the bookstore was noncommittal, "nonsense." If there is a choice, who is willing to only endure hardships and not sweetness? However, life is a long road, and drinking sweet is like drinking, although the taste is good, drinking every day, drinking every day, will also be tired and boring. It doesn't really matter whether the sweetness is after the bitterness or before the bitterness. The important thing is that sweet and bitter should be tasted alternately, so that you will not get tired of it for a long time. ”

"Can this still be tasted? After tasting the sweetness, is there anyone willing to endure hardship?" The God of Wealth was puzzled and frowned slightly, obviously brought into thinking by the old man in the bookstore, and began to seriously consider this problem.

And the old gentleman of Jinhuai Bookstore had a look of incomprehension on his face, stretched out his index finger, and pointed upward, "So, there is a constant way in the sky." Things that are beyond man's control need to be decided by 'providence'. Make sure everything makes sense. Many times, the suffering that fate gives us may be to prevent our lives from being so sweet that we panic and are so sweet that we are tired. ”

Speaking of this, the old man turned his head to look at the young man in green shirt, intentionally or unintentionally.

The chopsticks in Li Zijin's hand hovered in mid-air, did not pick up the piece of braised pork that he had seen in advance, retracted his hand, put the chopsticks flat on the bowl, picked up the wine glass, and drank the wine in the cup, as if he had something in mind.

Master Chai noticed this, coughed, and changed the topic: "Don't talk about this, let's talk about something else, it's better to talk about it······ Dream, Ergou, what do you want to do when you grow up?"

As soon as these words came out, Aunt Song, who had been chewing and swallowing slowly, and had never spoken, also pricked up her ears.

The swarthy boy's eyes were clear, he glanced at Li Zijin, and refused to speak.

In fact, Li Zijin knew Ergou's dream, and when he took his little sister Hongshao to visit Aunt Song that day, Yang Ergou chatted a lot with the boy in the yard. From the time when the three of them went to the market and suddenly turned around and left, to the time he returned to the eldest lady's noodle stall with a worried face. Yang Ergou said that it was Gillian at the next table, who was about to move her family, leave Jinhuai City, leave Zheng Guo, and even ······ I left Honghu Prefecture and went to a far place.

At that time, Yang Ergou innocently asked Li Zijin in the courtyard: "Brother Zijin, can the Xianjia ferry fly very fast? Can you and Sister Hongshao also fly to the sky like the Xianjia ferry?

Li Zijin answered one by one. said that the Xianjia ferry is also fast and slow, and not every ferry can travel thousands of miles a day. He also said that he and Hong Shao's current realm is not high, and they can't resist the wind and sword and travel the sky.

Although the realm of the teenager is not high, he can distinguish the difference between ordinary people and qi refiners, and he can also recognize the qualifications of mortals, he can see at a glance that the swarthy young man in the backyard, the flesh is mortal, and he is not suitable for cultivation by nature, and it is estimated that it will be difficult to open up the sea of knowledge and become a mountain qi refiner for the rest of his life.

But at that time, facing Yang Ergou's clear eyes and looking at his expectant appearance, Li Zijin lied.

When Yang Ergou asked, "If I learn immortal art in the future, can I be like those immortal masters on the mountain, and fly far away against the wind and sword?" As long as you become a sword immortal, you can fly very high, very fast, far away, although the world is big, you have nowhere to go. ”

When asked by Master Chai about his future dreams, Yang Ergou, who had no cultivation qualifications, replied in a low voice with a hint of hope on his face: "Sword ······ Sword Immortal. ”

His voice was inaudible, but everyone at the wine table happened to be listening carefully.

There was silence at the table.

The old gentleman of the bookstore and the middle-aged shopkeeper, one was a monk on the top of the mountain, and the other was a god in the world, and their eyesight was naturally excellent, and they could see at a glance that this timid and shy young man was not suitable for cultivation, and there was almost no possibility of becoming a qi refiner.

The fat cook and the girl Hong Shao didn't expect Yang Ergou's dream to really be so big.

Although the former is not from the mountain, he has also heard about the things on the mountain, and knows the way of cultivation, even if it is a sword cultivator in the three realms and four realms, he can walk sideways in a small place like Jinhuai City, and the sword immortal in the boy's mouth ······

What is a Sword Immortal? When a Qi Refiner enters the Seven Realms, the Jindan Realm, he can be called an "Earth Immortal".

And the sword cultivation breakthrough realm is more difficult than other branches in the qi refiner, and the sword cultivation of the Jindan realm can be called "sword immortal".

Looking at the immortal sects of all states in the world, the sword immortals who can cultivate to the Jindan realm are also a minority of the few.

So Yang Ergou's dream sounds too unrealistic.

Even Aunt Song didn't know that her son would have such a ······ Unattainable dreams, so the woman who has never read a book does not know what to say for a while.

Seeing that everyone was silent, the swarthy boy buried his head very low, thinking that he was really whimsical, and now it was a shame.

The young man in the green shirt took the initiative to break the deadlock, slapped the table, got up suddenly, and said with a radiant expression: "Coincidentally, Ergou, I am very close to your dream." It's just that my dreams are a little bigger than your dreams. Because, after my Li Zijin, I want to be the first sword immortal in the sky and underground. ”

The swarthy boy who had buried his head very low just now slowly raised his head and looked at Li Zijin in disbelief who was not carrying a sword behind him today.

When the fat cook heard this, he instantly squirted out the wine in his mouth and spilled it on the ground, and he laughed and said, "Good guy, it turns out that our Feixue Inn is such a crouching tiger, hidden dragon, and a sword immortal, and the first sword immortal in the sky and on the ground." If the two of them really become the legendary Great Sword Immortal in the future, Gou Fugui will not forget each other!"

Li Zijin smiled, his expression was calm, he peeked at the swarthy boy, and saw that his expression was really much soothed.

Boys are like this, strong self-esteem, when they are young, they inevitably have great ambitions, big dreams, if they are teased after speaking, they may be remembered in their hearts for a lifetime, sometimes such a "good memory" can become the driving force for a boy's growth, but sometimes, such a good memory will also become a shadow that destroys the teenager.

Good today.

There was also a teenager, at the wine table, who spoke of an even more whimsical dream. To be the first to be ridiculed than that younger boy, the boy of the future.

The fat chef is not bad-hearted, he feels funny out of instinct, not deliberately making fun of Li Zijin, after all, being a sword immortal is shocking enough, not to mention the number one sword immortal in the sky and the earth in the mouth of the young man in green shirts.

After realizing that he was rude, and the middle-aged shopkeeper on the side glanced at him with murderous eyes, the fat cook immediately cleared his throat, restrained his smile, and said, "I'm out of shape, that ······ Everyone eats vegetables and eats vegetables. ”

The people here, Xin Yang Ergou can become a sword immortal in the future, but Li Zijin is alone.

Coincidentally, I believe that Li Zijin can become the first sword immortal in the sky and on the earth, just a koi.

In a small cave called "Years", a swordsman, the palm of the Jinhuai Inn in the happy scene, the heart of the emotion, in the sky a ray of sword light, after breaking the sky, he put away the palm of the mountains and rivers of the supernatural power, his expression was soft, thinking about some people, some things.

When we were young, the dreams we always put on our lips did not matter whether they were realized or not.

What really matters is whether there is anyone who will think deeply and be serious when we are young and frivolous, when we are "unleashing nonsense", when we don't know the height of the sky, and believe and look forward to the day when we realize our dreams.

If there are such people, then what if the dream is not realized?

I already have the whole world.

After closing his eyes, the green-shirted swordsman muttered, "What's the harm of an idiot talking about dreams?", and thousands of sword qi lingered around him, conjuring up a poem that he had read when he was young, shining in the sky.

It is necessary to know that the young days are the first in the world.

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Everyone continued to talk about each other, talking and laughing.

Hong Shao mentioned that she wanted to see the sea in the future, after all, the matter of "sky high", with her current cultivation realm, is still far away, and now she has not even opened up the sea for miles. However, the sea is indeed relatively easy to do, just look at the cliff from afar.

Li Zijin agreed with a smile, saying that he would definitely take Hongshao to see the sea, and also to see the largest sea in the world. Look at the legend of the East China Sea, where a hundred dragons fly together.

At this moment, the two noisy little guys also ran into the lobby from the backyard of the inn scolding, and saw that everyone was sitting there and making chopsticks like flying, and the two little guys were indignant, jumped on the wine table together, and sat down separately.

The incense villain sat on the side of the middle-aged shopkeeper and turned his head to look at him.

Old Master Chai looked in a good mood and said indifferently: "Tonight is Chinese New Year's Eve, so I won't rush you off the table, be more disciplined, don't make noise at the dinner table." ”

The incense villain immediately kept silent, a little too well-behaved, he spread out his hands, I don't know where to take out a pair of pocket chopsticks, and also began to pick up dishes on the wine table, eating with relish, so that the people at the table were amazed.

The paper man just sat quietly by the bowl of the girl in white, watched the girl gobble up, and felt satisfied when he saw her eating happily.

Probably everyone's initial liking is so simple, so pure, so unrequited, as long as the other party is doing well, it's fine.

How good it would be if life was only as it first saw it.

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A girl who is gradually accustomed to wearing a ponytail, with a green gauze skirt, holding the Yanxia Sword upside down, came to the Qifang Peak through the teleportation circle of the main peak of Yunxia Mountain.

She looked at the female sword fairy sitting on a pine and cypress branch on the cliff face, and saluted and shouted, "Master." ”

The stunning woman with a graceful demeanor suddenly looked back, looked at the girl who was already slim and graceful, and her posture was not inferior to herself, and asked with a smile, "What's wrong?"

Lu Zhixing shook his head, walked to the edge of the cliff, also hung his legs in the air, and put the Yanxia Sword lightly beside him, and the Yanxia Sword, which was humane, saw the previous owner, and the sword body trembled slightly, as if to speak.

Tang Yin glanced at the Yanxia sword body and said, "Old friend, you are still sharp." ”

When Lu Zhixing practiced swords, he didn't like to have a scabbard next to him, so he always put the Yanxia scabbard in the house, and practiced the sword in the mountain behind Yunxia with the unsheathed Yanxia.

In addition to the basic swordsmanship of Yunxia Mountain, she also often went to observe the two inscription poems at the gate of Yunxia Mountain according to her own experience of calligraphy.

Walking the sword move path of combining rigidity and softness, yin and yang, practicing swords like this, the progress is destined to be slow, but the upper limit is extremely high.

Tang Yin almost never instructed her disciple who opened and closed the door when it came to sword practice, and in her words, "If the disciple is smart, what can she teach her to do, and if the disciple is not smart, what should she teach to do?"

It sounds too arbitrary and a little unreasonable.

But this female sword fairy has been this kind of "unreasonable" temperament since she was a child, and she can't be speculated by common sense.

The girl also learned from the girl to take off her boots, sit on the edge of the cliff, her jade feet hung in the air, blowing the night breeze, looked at the stars in the sky, and said: "Senior Sister Wei Zhi went to the master's room to deliver food in the morning, and after a few hours, she wanted to take back the food box, but when she saw that the food was cold but did not move, and there was no trace of the master, she asked me. ”

"So, you're here. Tang Yin didn't look at the disciple, but looked up at the night sky.

The moonlight is like a wash, and the stars are shining.

Lu Zhixing nodded, seeing that Tang Yin was in a good mood, but he still had something on his mind.

When you look into the distance, you don't seem to be looking at the scenery, but at people.

The woman's sword fairy is in front of her, there is naturally no one, what she can see, I am afraid that it is the sweetheart who has just frowned and gone to her heart.

The girl can experience this mood and say with a smile: "There are flowers in spring, there are moons in autumn, cool breeze in summer and snow in winter." If there is nothing to worry about, it is a good time in the world. ”

"Yo, the master has come to teach you a lesson?" the female sword fairy smiled playfully and looked back.

"I don't dare. The girl smiled and said no more.

It's just that both of them know it.

The master and apprentice are both stunning, sitting on the edge of the cliff together, even if they are compared to the color of the stars and the moon in the sky, they are not far behind.

The two of them were quiet for a long time, and the female sword immortal took the lead in breaking the silence and asked casually: "Recently, the cultivation has been smooth, are the swordsmanship improving?"

The girl replied truthfully: "In front of the master, I don't dare to talk about the improvement of swordsmanship, and it is not worth mentioning if I have achieved something." ”

Tang Yin rolled his eyes, crossed his hands on his hips, looked at the girl sitting on the side, and said angrily: "Then you are still so proud, you talk so bullishly, say, who taught you?!"

Lu Zhixing was calm and relaxed, and he was not alarmed, he just smiled and looked at the strange-tempered, but actually extremely cute woman Sword Immortal, waiting for her to pick up her words.

Sure enough, with such a four-eyed effort, Tang Yin couldn't pretend anymore, and grinned: "What, I can't scare you at all." ”

The girl was speechless, and suddenly asked, "Master, is it only after Jindan that you can fly with the sword?"

The female sword fairy was puzzled at first, but when the girl asked how to fly into the sky, she explained: "No, although the wind and sword can only be done after the Jindan realm, but before that, you can also travel to the sky with the help of the Fu boat, the immortal ferry, the trap bird, and some immortal magic weapons on the left side." ”

The ponytail girl in the green gauze skirt, with firm eyes, shook her head and said, "No, only the words of the wind and the sword." ”

Tang Yin was stunned, looked at the girl's eyes, and replied, "That really has to be Jindan." The Wind and Sword needs to consume a lot of spiritual energy all the time, and ordinary monks can't afford it. Only after the knot, in addition to the heaven and earth aura stored in the sea of knowledge, the golden pill in the body can also be used as a small world, storing and accommodating the aura of heaven and earth for qi refiners, and the golden pill can consume the aura while absorbing the aura to supplement the consumption on the way to the wind and sword. That's why they can travel in the sky for a long time, otherwise the qi refiners under the golden pill can only be as light as a swallow at most, walking on the waves, flying eaves and walking on the wall, and they are far from being able to soar. ”

"Got it. After Lu Zhixing listened, he got up and put on his boots, picked up the Yanxia Sword and left.

The female sword fairy who was still sitting on the pine and cypress looked surprised, "Where are you going?"

"Go to sword practice. The girl was concise and to the point.

Tang Yin's face was full of inexplicability, it was so late, and he still went to practice swords, but a diligent apprentice is better than a lazy apprentice.

If she likes to practice swords, she will go, and the female sword fairy will not say much, and will continue to enjoy the scenery by herself, thinking about her lover's words, with a smile on her face.

It seems that at this moment in the mountain, it is probably time for the New Year, right?

I don't know if the negative man will go back to eat and become a fat man, and when he sees himself again, he will already be fat.

Thinking of this, Tang Yin couldn't help but laugh.

The girl in the distance, who was holding the smoke in the distance, suddenly turned around and said, "Master." ”

The woman looked back at the girl and tilted her head slightly, looking puzzled.

She continued: "Actually, I envy Shizun, I heard that a mountaintop monk like Shizun can not only resist the wind and sword, but also be able to shrink the mountains and seas, travel across states, although the end of the world is big, such as Shizun is an immortal, but there is nowhere to go, it is the 'great free body' in the mouth of the Qi Refiner." ”

Tang Yin asked curiously: "Zhixing, what's wrong with you, you don't look like a person who can pat Shizun's ass?"

The girl shook her head, "It's not flattery, it's true envy." But Master, I don't think that your current free body is far from being called 'great freedom'. ”

The female sword immortal on the edge of the cliff squinted her eyes, began to get serious, and asked with a smile: "Then according to what you said, how can it be called 'great freedom'?"

Lu Zhixing turned around and faced the female sword immortal who was amazingly awe-inspiring even if he completely restrained the aura of the Ten Realms Sword Immortal, and replied: "Shizun is already a Ten Realm Immortal, what he wants to do, where he wants to go, and who he wants to meet, it can all depend on his preferences, if he is still bound by various rules and regulations, it is not enough to be freewheeling." The disciple believes that the master can do whatever he wants, because only when the mind is free can he truly be free and unrestrained, and it is for the 'great freedom'. In my humble opinion, even if the master has heard it, there is no need to take it seriously······"

In fact, when the girl said, "Who do you want to see", the female sword fairy on the edge of the cliff has gradually lifted the ban on a mountaintop sword fairy, and when the girl's words ended, she had already flashed her figure, appeared in front of the girl, brought a strong wind, and reprimanded angrily: "You dare to say that the master is in mind, Lu Zhixing, you are bold!"

The wind blew, extremely dazzling, and the girl's hair danced wildly, and she stood motionless in the face of danger.

She didn't say a word, raised her head slightly, and looked directly into the eyes of the terrifying female sword immortal.

The next moment, Tang Yin, who seemed to be about to kill someone in the previous moment, instantly softened his eyes again, and said with a smile: "But I like it." ”

As a disciple of Lao Niang, you should have something to say and do directly!

The apprentice is still so clear-minded, how can she, who is a teacher, not practice it?

The girl blinked again, and the figure of the female sword fairy had turned into thousands of wisps of sword light, turning into a rainbow and going away to chase someone.

The sight of the woman in the distance is like a sword and a flower.

On the peak, such as a hundred flowers blooming, it is beautiful.

"Gathering Fang, gathering Fang, it is actually the fragrance of the sword flower. The girl chuckled and stepped into the teleportation circle.

Chase a person too.