The clouds are open and the fog is dispersed, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and only the dark outline can be seen in the distant mountains; the four fields are silent, and the rivers are rolling, churning with moon shadows and silver waves.

The lotus lantern is long gone, and even the lantern on the black tree is gone, let alone the person who put the lamp.

The colorful Chixia River that night was like a dream.

The branch leaned on the trunk of the black tree, chewing the red bean fruit, looking at the surging river, both excited and puzzled.

It could have come out, but why didn't it succeed ten years ago?

But I can't control it so much at the moment, I have to hurry up and slip away at night, if Peng and Du Ruo find out that she has run away, they will definitely take her back to the dark house.

Zhi looked around for a moment, where should he go?

She took out a red bean fruit from the bamboo basket and threw it casually, the fruit fell to the ground, and she went in that direction.

"Boom!"

The red beans and fruits rolled into the Chixia River......

Zhi was dumbfounded, what does this mean?

Let her jump into the river and go back to the mountain?

It is impossible to return to the mountain, and she always has to walk a few steps to avoid the next life in vain.

Besides, she didn't want to bury this restless spiritual power.

Zhi took out another red bean fruit and threw it at Kongzheng

"Boom!"

The red bean fruit rolled into the mighty river juice again...

Since this was the case, the branch had no choice but to go down the river.

Break a branch from the black tree, and the branch casts a spiritual magic, and the branch turns into a flat boat in a blink of an eye.

She has been practicing diligently recently, and she has been able to skillfully control the spiritual power in her body, and this feeling is completely beyond the boundaries of her imagination as a mortal for three thousand years, which is simply too cool.

Ten years ago, the enchantment of Huilong Mountain would also suppress the use of spiritual power, just like Bai Tang, a dignified demon king, who couldn't fly over if he wanted to go to the other side of Peach Blossom Creek to hoe a place.

When the Ancient Seven Stars Forbidden Spell was lifted, Da Luo Jinxian found an abnormality outside the enchantment, split the enchantment with one palm, and flew in. Although he tried his best to repair it later, it was a pity that the barrier was no longer as strong as before, and it could no longer suppress the spiritual power on Dragon Mountain.

If it weren't for this, I am afraid that the branch would not be able to send and receive spiritual breath freely.

When the moon is in the sky, the river wind is dignified, the branches stand on the boat, turn his head to look at the direction of Huilongshan, gather his mind, and go away one by one.

The sun rises and the moon sinks, the branches have been floating on the river for I don't know how long, she is now a fairy body, drinking wind and dew, not eating grains, no problem at all.

Occasionally, chewing two red beans is satisfied.

On this day, there was still no town to be seen, and the excitement of the branch when he first came down the mountain had already been washed away by the rushing river.

Why are there no towns and villages on either side of the Chixia River, and where will the river go?

Just as Eda was considering whether to abandon the boat and go ashore, a few strips of rags caught her eye in the murky water.

She squatted down and looked carefully, only to see not far from the boat, a man covered in rags was floating face down on the river, and strangely enough, this person was going upstream against the waves.

Zhi was so frightened that he sat on the boat and almost fell into the river

Is this man dead or alive?

Zhi settled down, she is a fairy now, she can't be afraid of a floating corpse, right?

When the man was about to stagger away from the boat, the branch did not know which tendon was wrong, but he reached out and fished the man up.

Well, it's probably what the master often does: saving someone's life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter.

It was an eighteen or nineteen-year-old man, and the clothes on his body were so rotten that they were torn apart, and they were torn like words, as if a child's clothes were this long body, and they couldn't hold it anymore and cracked.

Fortunately, the places that should be covered were covered, and the exposed skin was extremely pale, like a person tied with paper.

His hair was scattered like seaweed on the boat, his face was white from the blistering water, and even his lips were white. He turned over in vain, his eyes closed and his brow furrowed.

Not dead!

Zhi leaned in and took a closer look at the face.

With a straight nose and thin lips, sword eyebrows and sideburns, in addition to being white and terrifying, he still looks very good.

It's really strange, she remembers that in Huilong Mountain before, her fingers were soaked in the water for a long time, and they were always wrinkled.

I don't know how long this man has been soaked in the water, why there is not a single wrinkle on his face? Is there any difference between the skin of his face and his hands?

Zhi looked at his hand again, and there were no wrinkles, and even because the skin was so white, the lines on the palm of the hand were almost invisible.

Zhi patted the man's white paper face and said, "Are you okay?"

As if he couldn't stand the daylight, the man stretched out his hand to block his eyes and muttered, "Where is this?"

His voice was low and hoarse, as if he had been soaked in the river.

"Chixia River. ”

The man was silent for a moment, as if wondering what this Chixia River was.

Without thinking of it, he then asked, "Who are you?"

"Branches. ”

What's this?

The man moved his arm away slightly, squinting at the branch.

"Are you afraid of light?" Eda asked.

"I haven't seen it in a long time. He rolled over, his back to the branch.

"Where are you from?"

Suddenly there was such a big person on the boat, and it seemed a little crowded.

The branch sat down next to the side of the boat, his fingers splashing back and forth.

The man thought for a moment and said, "It's deep, deep underwater. ”

Huh? Is he a water ghost?

Zhi asked again, "What's your name?"

"Name?" the man thought for a moment and said, "I forgot." ”

How could anyone forget their name? Isn't this person a fool?

"And what shall I call you?"

"Whatever. ”

Nothing happened, Zhi was interested, and said, "Then how about I give you a name?"

After drifting on this river for several days, he finally found someone to talk to, and Zhi was afraid that he would fall asleep with his eyes blocked, so he simply found a conversation.

The man also seemed to feel a little interesting when he heard this, turned over again, and continued to look at the branch from the gap between his arm, "Take it to sound good, I don't want it to be ugly." ”

"Got it, what do you think of Jiang?"

"It's unpleasant. ”

"That Jiang Chixia?"

"It's unpleasant. He regretted letting the woman name him.

Zhi pursed his lips, what a nice name.

"By the way, if you come from the water, then you are called aquatic, how about it?"

"It's unpleasant. ”

Zhi also regretted it a little, I knew that it was such a difficult lord to serve, so what do you call it. It's you, and it's you.

Looking at the surging river, the branch propped his chin and worried about his name.

The air is clear, the white clouds are long, the grass and green trees on both sides of the river, and the yellow flowers are dotted.

She suddenly remembered the lotus lantern that night, turned her head to look at the man who was still lying on the boat, occupying most of the territory, and said, "What do you think of Jiang Liansheng?"

No matter how ugly you are, I will call you "whatever" in the future.

The man didn't say anything, but looked at the branch in a daze, and the branch found that his eyes were green, like black eyes.

Being stared at by such a pair of eyes, she felt a little chill in her back, and was thinking about whether to kick him down, but the person lying down suddenly sat up.

The branches were unguarded, and they leaned back, looking like they were about to fall into the rushing river.

A cold hand grabbed her elbow and pulled her back.

Koda stared at a face close at hand.

The eyes that were obviously green just now, but now that the arm is removed, they have changed back to the black and white eyes of ordinary people.

Could it be that she was mistaken?

"With this name, I will be called Jiang Liansheng in the future. The man let go of the branch, moved back, and sat down at the stern of the boat.

He seemed to have adapted to the daylight, and his eyes were cold.