Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Rising Storm
Jiang San leaned on Qinglin and made a drink: "Xiaolinzi, we have been together for a long time, and I have also seen some problems."
Although your cultivation is high, you don't understand the world, and you are more like a child, you don't have any heart, but you are a good mess.
So I guess you haven't seen much of the world, or you've never been far away.
But you often look into the distance alone, there is an indescribable loneliness in your eyes, although you don't say it, but I know that there must be something in your heart.
Now, tell my brother what it is that you will never forget...
If there's anything that can help you, just ask, I'm not very capable of it now, but I'll do my best to do it. ”
Jiang San looks very arrogant on weekdays, but in fact, he is more careful and transparent than ordinary people, and he knows the subtleties, otherwise Sister Qing always says that he is shrewd.
Qinglin pondered for a long time, and slowly talked about his past and the things he had never confided in others.
"I grew up in an isolated mountain village with three masters and a grandfather.
The master was a shepherd who herded sheep and taught me how to practice knives.
The second master is a gentleman who reads and teaches me to practice swords.
The third master was a blacksmith and taught me how to practice guns.
My grandfather was an ordinary farmer, and he taught me how to behave in a good way.
Teach me to have good thoughts and never forget my original intention.
The bamboo sword on my body and the wooden knife on my waist were made by my grandfather when I was a child, and he and his three masters were very good to me. ”
Qinglin's gaze looked into the distance.
"It's just that one day, they all disappeared, and with them, more than 100 people in the village.
I don't know where they went, it's as if there are no traces of them in this world anymore...
I can't find them..."
Hearing Qinglin's lonely tone, Jiang San comforted him: "I will find it one day." ”
Qinglin didn't continue to speak, he knew that things wouldn't be so simple, all the people in the village disappeared overnight, what happened must be extraordinary, grandpa and the three masters chose to leave him alone.
Then it is quite possible ... It's my current cultivation, and I can't help with that...
Qinglin wanted to take another sip of wine, but when he picked up the bowl, he found that the wine had already bottomed out.
Long Yi couldn't help but sigh: "Your pure essence is an extremely rare pure heart.
You must know that there are many troubles in the world, easy to do with your heart, difficult to go with your heart, eight or nine times out of ten things that are unsatisfactory in life, and people say only two or three out of one, if you can always keep your heart, that is the blessing of the people of the world. ”
Jiang San put his arm around Qinglin's shoulders and grinned: "Xiaolinzi, from now on, I will accompany you to find grandpa, and you will accompany me to the rivers and lakes. ”
Long raised the big bowl in his hand and said, "What a Jianghu boy, then I wish you a smooth journey in advance." ”
Jiang San pushed Long Yi's hand away: "Shun fart, you haven't confessed yet, quick, tell us about you." ”
Long Yi spread his hands one by one: "I am a scholar, I have traveled all over the world, and there is nothing brilliant, what a way." ”
Jiang San "cut" and said: "Don't pretend, I still remember the night we met, you were soaked, your clothes were taken off and roasted on the fire, except for the folding fan, there was nothing else on your body."
But now that you have taken out such a large piece of silver from your body again and again, is it possible that you hid the silver in the crotch of your pants that day?
We are not stupid, but you can imagine that you are definitely not just a reader, there must be a mystery in it. ”
Long Yi smiled dumbly, shaking the folding fan, facing the breeze, there was a dusty artistic conception.
"You and I are in a vast sea of people, it's rare to meet, why bother with past identities, you just need to know that my name is Long Yi, I am a reader, and I read the books of sages, that's it. ”
Jiang San glanced at him and said dissatisfiedly: "Pretending to be a ghost, like a girl, it's not refreshing at all." ”
Then he fell on the bow of the boat, and the snoring gradually began.
The little girl Ye Zhi, because of the previous bowl of wine choked on her face was slightly red, at this time her steps were a little staggering, she came up to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, saw a few people embarrassed, couldn't help but cover her mouth and smile, and saw Jiang San slumped to the ground, couldn't help but remind:
"Brother Jiang is drunk, don't let him sleep on the bow of the boat, otherwise the river wind will blow, and he will inevitably get cold and hurt his body. ”
Qinglin responded, and helped Jiang San like a bed in a black canopy, and then stood on the top of the canopy boat, looking at the vast Tianjiang River somewhere, holding a wooden knife in his hand, and his heart rippled.
"I saw Brother Qing's sword before, floating out of the dust, the sword has a cold glow, and I want to come to the attainment is very deep, but when you hold the wooden knife in your hand, even the Yangtze River is surging with your mood on this day, it seems that your sword intent has reached the ultimate realm, which is very remarkable. ”
Long Yi, the boy in white, stood beside Qinglin at some point, and looked at the river in the distance with his gaze.
"Brother Long is powerful, his cultivation is a mystery, you and I are close at hand, but I can't detect the slightest qi wandering away. ”
Qinglin didn't look back, looking at somewhere on the river, where the waves were turbulent.
Long Yi chuckled lightly, and pointed forward with a folding fan in his hand: "The guy there, it seems to be a little interesting, let's go and have a look?"
Qinglin nodded: "That's exactly what I mean." ”
On the shore, in a hidden grass, the tall ruffian Liu Xiaoyun and his two subordinates were staring at the canopy boat that Qinglin was riding, and one of them said: "Big brother, this loss is big today, but you can't just forget it." ”
Liu Xiaoyun patted him on the head: "I know, I don't need you to remind him, don't you see that they are all drunk, wait for them to sleep to death, and bring back all their silver, damn dare to beat Lao Tzu, wait and throw the person who beat Lao Tzu into the river, give him a long memory." ”
Before the words fell, he suddenly opened his mouth in shock, only to see the top of the canopy boat, the two figures turned into a long rainbow, and swept away into the distance at great speed.
Among them, the man in white, who looked cowardly during the day, smiled and winked at him.
The tall ruffian named Liu Xiaoyun collapsed to the ground all of a sudden, staring at the direction where the two disappeared with his eyes, and suddenly said "wow", hugging his head and running away.
I'm a!
This is a character he can afford to provoke, such a fairy person, a finger can crush him to death, and these two people have been teasing them before...
Qinglin and Long Yi swept more than ten miles to the southwest, stopped in mid-air, and watched the waves on the river rolling, making a rumbling sound.
One person is a strong man, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, a full face and a beard, and his clothes are open, revealing a body of copper skin and iron bones, with his bare hands, and every punch will cause ripples.
One person held a golden spear in his hand, wearing a black robe, with a straight face and an elegant atmosphere, the spear in his hand was swung out, and the opponent's fist collided, which immediately stirred up turbulent waves.
After staggering again, the strong man laughed: "Yi Zhengqing, why do you have trouble with me." ”
The elegant man pointed at the golden spear: "Bei Feng, why don't you stay in your Ping'an County, what are you doing in Qing Court City, the city lord didn't summon you." ”
The big man named Bei Feng clasped his hands to his chest: "In a few days, it will be the day of the city lord's crown, and there are so many outstanding people in Qing Court City now, so I naturally want to join in the fun and see the world." ”
Yi Zhengqing snorted coldly: "I don't think you're well-intentioned." With a wave of his spear, he stabbed straight at Bei Feng.
Bei Feng swept to the side and said with a smile: "Yi Zhengqing, you can stop me today, but you can't stop the rest of the eighteen counties, you have this time to stop me, but you don't know that Qing Court City is now lively!"
Yi Zhengqing said coldly: "You are going to rebel!"
Bei Feng laughed: "I don't dare, although our city lord is young, but with the assistance of Mr. Qing Fei, in the Qing Court City, who dares to make a mistake, I was just invited by someone to go to the Qing Court City to show my face." ”
Yi Zhengqing still wanted to make a move, but Bei Feng's face became cold: "I really think that I am afraid that you will not succeed, you and I will fight again, for a while, it will be difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser, the Qing Court City, but there is no time, you think about it yourself." ”
Yi Zhengqing hesitated slightly, but finally put away the golden spear, turned into a rainbow light, and swept towards the direction of Qing Court City.
Long Yi looked in the direction where Yi Zhengqing disappeared and said softly, "It seems that Qing Court City is about to change the sky." ”
Qinglin was silent, the two people who had fought before, he could feel the majestic qi on the small boat more than ten miles away, and the cultivation was deep, and it was definitely not idle.
"You two, you've seen enough of the play!"
Bei Feng waited for Yi Zhengqing's figure to disappear, and looked coldly at Qinglin and Long Yi.
Long Yi smiled and said: "You are the famous Pei Feng of Ping'an County, I heard that you have a strong fist intent, you have the power to open mountains and split the sea, and in the entire Longyin, you are also a number of boxing masters." ”
Bei Feng hugged his arms to his chest and said coldly: "You two look good in cultivation, when did such a strange master emerge in Qing Court City, let's say, what are your intentions when you come here." ”
Long Yi shook the folding fan lightly and said with a smile: "Like you, go to this Qing court city to join in the fun, however, everyone says that you are powerful with Bei Feng's fists, but when I looked at it before, I was weak and powerless, like a girl." ”
"What!"
The dignified third-grade master was slapped in the face in public, Bei Feng's eyes immediately widened, he twisted his head, and suddenly threw a punch, and the two fierce fists rushed straight at the two of them.
Long flicked his fingers while talking and laughing, and the fist was instantly annihilated.
The bamboo sword behind Qinglin flew out, the tip of the sword pointed directly at the Gangfeng, a cold air blew by, and the invisible fist instantly froze in mid-air, turning into a colorful frost that fell on the Yangtze River.
Bei Feng was taken aback!
Although his seven-layer punch was quite far away from the two of them, it should not be underestimated, but he never wanted to be destroyed in the snap of his fingers.
The cultivation of these two people is stronger than Yi Zhengqing, one of the three commanders of Qing Court City!
Immediately, his face was solemn, knowing that he had encountered an unprecedented enemy.
He had something important to do, and he didn't want to make any extraneous branches at this juncture, and he didn't think much about it, so he turned around and swept away the river in front of him.
Qinglin didn't pay attention to it, leaving him to go, Long Yi looked at the distance on the river, a luxurious ship as big as a palace, where there seemed to be a faint sound of piano.
Qinglin followed his gaze and said, "What's wrong?"
"There's a more interesting one, but she probably doesn't welcome us very much, so let's go back." ”
Qinglin nodded, and swept back to the boat with Long Yi.
In the distance, a majestic ship is like a moving mountain, and in the most luxurious small attic on the top of the big ship, a small window is facing the place where Qinglin used to be.
A peerless Miaoman figure, is sitting in front of the window stroking the piano, she is dressed in purple, like the nine heavens, the fairy who does not eat the fireworks of the world, between the fingers, the melodious sound of the faint piano, tactfully listening, so that those who hear it will not help but marvel.
This song should only be in the sky, and the world can hear it a few times.