Tonight's Tiaotian Mountain can't be quiet, there is a white horse drunk and the beginning of the sword to witness the sword qi between heaven and earth, the wind and clouds, there is a sword fairy and the demon man's epic battle, there is a river map reappearing, there is Li Yuzhi to open the immortal city to help.

Luoyang City can't be quiet tonight.

Since the first sword of the Sword Immortal who appeared in the abyss behind the Tiaotian Mountain came out, Luoyang City flashed with thunder and lightning like a sense, and it was a torrential rain in a short time.

The heavy rain knocked down many spring flowers and extinguished many lights, making Luoyang City, which is still lively after nightfall, less vocal. The pedestrians, spectators, and vendors on the street, returning home, sheltered from the rain, disappeared in the time of half a pillar of incense.

Restaurants, teahouses, gambling houses, and brothels are all as lively as usual, and only those who have a little literature and art and need a certain amount of elegance will go to the tile shop to go to the tile to go to the fence to look a little lonely.

In the most prosperous place of Luoyang City, there is a long river from Lantian to the Yellow River, passing through the middle of the city, dividing Luoyang City into two.

The name of the river is "Luo", also known as Luoshui. It is one of the world's most legendary rivers.

At this time, it is the spring breeze season, the willows and flowers on both sides of the river bank are bright, the lanterns are full of lights, and it is also the annual Yumen meeting, so that people from all walks of life in the world compete to gather here. It's just that this sudden heavy rain messed up the dust on the bank, swept away the excitement of those tourists and spectators, and left no human figure on the riverbank.

The night is getting darker and the rain is getting lighter. Luoyang City turned from a cold wind and cold rain to a continuous drizzle.

The Luo River in the drizzle, reflecting the lights on both banks, is like a starry Tianhe on both sides and sparkling in the middle, silently flowing to the northeast.

A husband who knew the destiny of heaven in his old age walked slowly from the street wearing a coat, holding a gong in his hand and striking it slowly and quickly, and shouting: "It's safe and sound-"

Everyone who hears the change knows that it is the third watch of the sub-hour.

It's just that after the change, Luoyang City did not completely quiet. Instead, there was a sound of lute piercing the drizzle and filling the night sky.

The sound of the pipa is not "The Overlord Unloading the Armor", nor "Ten Years of Ambush", but a nameless tune with a grudge and tactfulness.

In the buildings on both sides of the strait, many people have not yet fallen asleep, or they have just fallen asleep when they are awakened by the sound of the lute.

The sound of the lute is no different except for the desolate crying and complaining. The difference is that there are women singing under the tune of the lute.

The woman's voice is better than the yellow warbler out of the valley, and it is extremely beautiful. But the lyrics made the people who heard it sleepy, and they were all frightened.

When I listened to it, I sang a word:

When is the spring flower and autumn moon?

How much do you know about the past?

Xiaolou had an east wind last night,

The old country is unbearable to look back at the moonlight.

The carved fence and jade masonry should still be there,

It's just that Zhu Yan changed.

How sad can you be?

It is like a river flowing eastward.

The name of this poem is "The Poppy Beauty", and its popularity is known to women and children, and almost everyone knows it, but for more than 100 years, no one has dared to sing this poem so blatantly and wantonly in broad daylight.

It's just because this shocking noun contains the heart of restoration and change of heaven that "people are still there, and their hearts are not dead". The person who wrote this phrase was given poisoned wine because of this phrase, and later generations of merchants and girls sang and this phrase in many ways.

In the minds of the world, this is a forbidden word that cannot be heard, and can only be recited alone behind closed doors.

Who dares to sing this word in this Luoyang city?

Unexpectedly, after a que was finished, a que rose again, and the woman's voice, which was as beautiful as a yellow warbler, sang again:

The rain is murmuring outside the curtain, and the spring is beautiful.

Luo Ji is not tolerant of the five colds.

In my dream, I didn't know that I was a guest, and I was greedy for joy.

Alone, infinite country.

Sometimes it's easier to see, sometimes it's harder.

Flowing water and flowers go in spring, heaven and earth...

This is also a word, just like the "Poppy Beauty" just now, it is also from the hand of the word emperor who was given poisoned wine.

The name of the word is "Waves and Sands".

Those who heard it couldn't hold back any longer, and pushed the windows to peek.

People who are close to Luoshui can see that there is a small boat on Luoshui, which slowly appears in sight along the sparkling river.

At the head of the boat stood a man with a hat on his head.

There was a green veil hanging down around the hat, and the person who looked at it couldn't see the person's face clearly. I couldn't even tell what age the man was, whether he was old or young.

I could only see that the man was dressed in a green coat the same color as the hat, standing motionless in the drizzle, like a puppet.

I don't know why, an indescribable sense of despair arises spontaneously from every pair of eyes that see the man in Tsing Yi.

The man in green clothes seemed to have a layer of frost on his body, which made everyone who saw it feel cold. It seems to have gone through countless worlds and vicissitudes, so that everyone who sees it has some empathy.

The cabin behind the man in Tsing Yi was lit with candles.

The curtain in front of the cabin was slightly blown up by the cold wind, and the painting windows on both sides were stretched outward. There are raindrops dripping from the window.

The sound of the lute and the mournful chanting of the woman wafted out of the cabin.

The woman is still singing "Waves and Sands":

The past is only sad, and it is difficult to arrange the scene.

Autumn wind courtyard moss invasion steps.

If the bead curtain is idle, who will come all day long?

The golden sword has been buried, and the strength is artemisia.

The moon blooms on a cool day in the evening.

I want to get the shadow of the Jade House Yao Palace, and I am empty!

Among the people who heard the singing, there were many people in the rivers and lakes, looking at the Tsing Yi man standing on the bow of the boat with a hat, and their hearts were secretly surprised.

Who is this man, and is he not afraid of death?

There are arrogant and bold people, who want to go up and take a look at the Tsing Yi man who looks a little down, and by the way, he takes off the hat to see who it is, but he is afraid of his own strength and does not dare to step forward.

Although this Tsing Yi man has no spirit, he has the courage to swagger by chanting forbidden words in Luoyang City, and according to the experience of walking the rivers and lakes in the past, he will show people in such a dress, and he knows that this Tsing Yi man must not be simple.

The steady, who were a little peaceful and didn't like to cause trouble, searched their memories for impressions of the man in Tsing Yi, and most of them found nothing.

But there is also a person who seems to have thought of something.

It was a middle-aged man, less than forty years old, with his hair tied and bearded, and his eyebrows revealed a rare high-spirited style.

Watching the boat slowly flow from his sight, the middle-aged man couldn't help but remember some old things that had been going on for a long time.

Those old things have been entangled for hundreds of years, right and wrong are indistinguishable, black and white are difficult to distinguish, and it is impossible to tell who is right and who is wrong.

As soon as the middle-aged man recognized the man in Tsing Yi with a hat, a pair of deep eyes immediately moved away.

There was a look of pity, pity, and pity in his eyes, and he shook his head and sighed: "It seems that tonight, someone is going to spill blood in Luoyang City again." ”

As the night deepened, the river to the northeast became wider and wider, and a mist rose in many places on the wide river.

The boat flowed into a faint mist along with the river.

The man in Tsing Yi with a hat on his head let the cold wind and cold rain blow on his body, and he also let his strange eyes look at him.

The people in Tsing Yi never moved their whole body.

Even the green clothes were wet from the rain and couldn't let the wind blow.

The only thing that was moving was the green yarn that fell from the hat and just covered the face.

The early spring rain in the north is not much different from the snow water, and it is bone-chilling when it falls on people. But the people in Tsing Yi didn't feel cold.

He was soaking wet, but he still held his head up. A straight one is better than a large aspen.

It seems that there is nothing in this world that can make him bend over and bow his head.

In his eyes, he has seen a little starlight, and he has seen a lot of lights.

The beacon fire of more than 100 years ago has never been extinguished, and it is still drifting in the wind and rain.

He walked through the wild song, and watched the years fly quietly under the green gauze hat.

He knows that heroes, like beauties, must endure loneliness.

What is this bone-chilling cold?

He didn't feel it at all.

It's just that the contradiction hidden in his heart makes it difficult for him to bear. He has his own supreme pursuit, and he also has an innate mission.

What pained him the most was that he was not unable to achieve his pursuit, but that his mission inhibited his pursuit and prevented him from continuing to pursue.

You can raise your hand, but you can't raise your hand. This has been the case for more than 100 years.

If it weren't for that, he would be long gone.

He will not lose the debate back then.

He has a golden sword, but unfortunately it has been covered in dust.

He often wonders if the sentence "The golden sword has been buried, and the strong Artemisia Lai" in the later master's "Waves and Sands" was specially written for him?

It should be, he thought.

So he changed the last sentence of "Waves and Sands" to "empty light on Qin Huai" to "empty and negative talents".

The heroes are still there, but is Qin Huai still there?

It's unbearable to look back at the old country in the bright moon, are you still there?

The glowing Qin Huai, is it already a thing?

The people in Tsing Yi don't know.

He has not returned to Jinling, Qinhuai, or Jiangnan for many, many years.

At most, he only asked when he met someone who came from the south of the Yangtze River: "You are from your hometown, you should know about your hometown;

How spectacular are the peach blossoms?

It's just that I haven't seen it for many years, and I can't even be sure if it's still alive.

The people in Tsing Yi thought about going back to have a look, but they felt ashamed of the children of the old man and never dared to set foot on the way home.

The way home is easy, but the knot is difficult to solve.

When the man in Tsing Yi came to Luoyang City tonight, he was ready to start to complete his mission, try to untie the knot, and embark on the way home with peace of mind.

The people of Tsing Yi have planned every step, and tonight is the first step of them.

The destination of the first step is the "Fool Street" in the northeast of Luoyang City, near the Luoshui River.

The end of Fool Street is the place where the Luoshui River flows out of Luoyang, and it is also the most inconspicuous place in the entire Luoyang City. However, this place is located in a liquor store called "Wu Non".

The rest of the "No Rest" liquor store is the same as the general liquor store. There are only two things that are a little out of the ordinary.

The first point is that no businessman would choose to do business in such a remote place.

The second point is that the other liquor stores have shopkeepers and men, and the shopkeepers are generally old, while the Wuxiu wine shops have no men, and the shopkeeper is not old, but a young man in his early twenties.

What kind of young man would open a liquor store in such a place? He would be like a father and a mother, and he would not invite a buddy.

As soon as the boat stopped on the bank of the river outside the innocence, the man in Tsing Yi standing on the bow of the boat immediately saw the strange young man.

The young man standing in the liquor shop seemed to have just finished his work.

While wiping ten fingers that were longer than a woman with a snow-white handkerchief, he smiled at the man in Tsing Yi who was walking towards the wine shop.

"Looks like I'm going to make a fortune tonight. ”