At night, the river breeze is gusting and the stars are dotted.

The old man in sackcloth pulled his single clothes, got up and yawned, glanced at Murong Lei, who was standing with a cold face on the side, and took the initiative to give up a round stool and motioned for him to sit down.

Murong Leili's face improved slightly.

The fishing boat shook slightly, the two girls held each other's elbows, Xu Shanshan was obviously knowledgeable, and pulled the scholar woman named Chen Xin, chatting about neither interesting things in the boudoir nor the likes of female celebrities.

Instead, he listened to the river and wrote verses to the poems, saying that one person made a sentence after another, one sentence after another, learning from the literati and composing poems to the moon.

Originally, it was Xu Shanshan and Chen Xin who were poems against each other, but Chen Xin's strength was obviously inferior to Xu Shanshan, and after a few rounds, Chen Xin was unsustainable, Xu Shanshan was exquisite, so she smiled and invited Murong Lei Li and Changqing.

Although Murong Lei Li was born in a martial arts family, he also learned some poetry and songs, he glanced at Changqing, thinking to himself what kind of poetry this poor boy knows, I guess he doesn't even dare to inherit it.

But what he didn't expect was that the kid actually nodded nonchalantly.

Xu Shanshan smiled slightly and asked Changqing what to call him.

"Evergreen"

"The Yangtze River flows into the sea, and the green mountains do not change to green water?"

Changqing nodded, and the woman named Xu Shanshan said Evergreen Child.

This scene made Murong Lei jealous like a river, churning and churning, what kind of son is not a son, and a cat and a dog on the side of the road can also be called a son?

Murong Lei Li secretly despised in his heart.

Xu Shanshan belongs to the kind of people who don't feel amazing when they first see each other, but after getting along for a long time, their gaseous demeanor can make people feel like a spring breeze and have a good feeling.

Although Chen Xin was born in a scholar family, he is slightly better than Xu Shanshan in terms of appearance, but his appearance is skin and his thoughts are bones, so Xu Shanshan has won a lot.

Xu Shanshan clapped her hands gently, slightly playful

"Then I'll come first. ”

"The rivers are different from the sky"

Chen Xinqiao's face was slightly red, her little hands pulled her clothes, and she said slowly:

"Night cage smoke and rain man cage veil"

After Chen Xin finished speaking, he also glanced up at Murong Leili, obviously falling into the flowers.

Murong Lei Li was indifferent, but said in a deep voice:

"Rain beats the pipa and thinks at night"

When he arrived at Changqing's side, he lowered his head and pondered for a moment, although he had read with his husband in the countryside for a few days when he was a child, he was really not good at poetry, but he heard Du Qingsong read many limerick poems, probably about the same, so he said aloud:

"Silent Night Guanyin Lotus Sitting"

The old man who was sitting next to him and listening and napping suddenly perked up and smiled from ear to ear.

Murong Lei was stunned.

Chen Xin's face was full of shame, and Xu Shanshan glanced at Changqing with disgust.

Changqing was slightly embarrassed, thinking to himself what Qingsong taught me, there was really ambiguity.

Here is poetic and joyful, and the boat boss and deputy Li Xiami each pulled out a simple knife from the boat plywood.

When the two approached, Changqing was cooperating with Xu Shanshan to sing a Chu song, Da Chu has three first, Chu ci is the first one, what is said is that Chu Ci enjoys the reputation of "Chu Sanjia".

Changqing played the beat casually, but the beat was vulgar and unbearable, and he couldn't keep up with it at all, and Xu Shanshan didn't mind.

There is love in the words, love is set for three lives, and the singing voice is elegant and tactful, Xu Shanshan is a little stupid, so that she doesn't notice the two villains at all.

It wasn't until Li Xiami slapped the splint with a Pu knife that he interrupted the literati Yaxing of this young lady.

Murong Lei Li was born in a martial arts family, and seeing that these two boatmen dared to draw their swords from him, he naturally expected that this was on a black boat, Chen Xin was already frightened, Xu Shanshan was better, and her bearing was calm, but there were still tears on her face.

Changqing looked at all this indifferently, and did not have any intention of making a move.

Murong Lei Li has been immersed in martial arts since he was a child, and now he has achieved a little success, as if he has reached the realm of Xuanzi Erpin, so he saw that these two boatmen had an ordinary atmosphere, and obviously did not practice martial arts.

He took a step forward, protected in front of everyone, snorted coldly, and the long sword was immediately unsheathed, and the precious long sword pulled a beautiful sword flower, just as he was about to speak out loud.

The old man sitting beside him made a lightning shot, and it was actually a beautiful acupuncture sealing skill, and Changqing could see that the old man seemed to be weaker than that Murong Lei Li.

But Murong Lei was deliberately pretentious, and secretly held himself up, and he didn't put the old man next to him in his eyes from beginning to end, but this old man's kung fu to hide his qi was indeed first-class, and Changqing had specially sensed it before, the old man's qi was like a thirsty stream, and it was worse than ordinary people intermittently.

Changqing didn't know how the other party did it, Changqing currently has a special body, and his breath is extremely restrained, if he wants to, he can even appear silently on the side of the general master, without being discovered by the other party.

Of course, if the realm of Changqing reaches above the ground character, it is still easy to be discovered, and the cultivation above the ground character is like a river flowing, even if it can be converged, but for some real masters, there are still traces to follow, so Changqing is very curious about the old man's qi kung fu.

Murong Lei Li on the side was suddenly full of horror, and several big acupoints on his body were sealed with gold, and suddenly the qi machine was not running smoothly, intermittently, and his cultivation was less than three out of ten.

Seeing that Murong Lei was being restrained, and there was no longer the biggest obstacle, Chen Xin was already trembling, and even Xu Shanshan was looking at it.

Murong Lei Li is a child of the family in the end, although his body is controlled, his panic did not appear for too long, but said slowly:

"Do you know what you're doing, Father Murong Longquan, what you did today, the Murong family will definitely pay back tenfold, if you let us go now, my Murong family will not be guilty of the past. ”

As soon as they heard about the Murong family, the three of them, including the old man, were embarrassed, everyone knew that there was a Murong family in Liangzhou, it was a behemoth, but it was amazing, and the boat boss suddenly retreated.

Changqing shook his head secretly, thinking that this was another reason to give others a reason to kill him.

Sure enough, the old man stepped forward with a punch and hit Murong Leili's dantian, and suddenly suffered a heavy blow, Murong Leili collapsed to the ground with a hideous face.

The old man rubbed his cheeks and said:

"In this case, don't do anything, kill all of them"

When he turned around and glanced at Changqing, he suddenly felt that this kid was quite interesting, so he said:

"The kid over there, I see that you were also born poor, and you will kill one person after a while, which can be regarded as joining the gang, the old man is old, and you are late in practicing martial arts now, but the old man's kung fu does not depend entirely on cultivation, if you follow me, you will inherit my name as a flying mouse in the future, and the great country will be yours"

This old man was originally from Anjing, practiced a flying eaves and walked the wall, the ability to steal rats and dogs, crisscrossed the rivers and lakes for many years, and fought for the name of a flying mouse, and later provoked a criminal department in Anjing City, and then escaped from the capital, and wandered to Yuzhou, and the deputy on this ship was his distant nephew.

This time, negotiate with him, make a big profit, and divide the account fifty-fifty.

The Flying Mouse, who had long intended to retire, wanted to take today as the finale of his career as a thief.

I didn't want to meet a deed boy, and I always have someone to succeed in my mantle.

Changqing smiled and rubbed his head, falling into the eyes of the two girls, and suddenly despaired.