In the early morning, after the rain, a seven-colored rainbow spanned the distant mountains. Casting a bright eye from the east, you can see the smoke gradually dissipating on the wide and calm river, and a small boat sails down the river to the middle of the river. The air is fresh, the breeze is slow, the willows and greens blow across the riverbank, and the spring flowers and plants are blowing, which is refreshing and refreshing on the face.

In addition to the thin old man who supported the boat, there was also a white-clothed boy on the bow of the boat, with a peach fan shaking comfortably, and the two daughters were all in white shirts, with red lips and white teeth, and beautiful appearance. These three people are Yang Jingyu and the Qi sisters. The boat gently sailed out of the Gusu wharf and swayed along the winding river. Qishuang Qilu also knew that her son-in-law was quiet, so the three of them rarely spoke along the way.

Yang Jingyu stayed in Gusu Town to rest for a few days, and his injuries have healed. Standing at the bow of the boat at this time, his face was ruddy, and his gestures were full of elegant demeanor. A long black hair was draped between the back of the neck, slightly fixed with a silver-white hosta, leaving only the two strands of long hair on the forehead, which were gently raised in the direction of the earlobes with the breeze. The boat is moving fast, the strange rocks on both sides of the bank are craggy, towering, and there are strange flowers and grasses, and the yellow pine trees grow out of the cliffs, and the monotony of the mountains is dotted with mottled colors. The morning fog here has not been completely dispelled by the sun, coiling in the distance between the mountains, wisps rising, constituting a picture of heaven and earth, mountains and rivers, clouds and shadows in front of the boat, Yang Jingyu clasped the palm of his hand, and then there was no movement, he could see it.

At the Gusu Wharf, an old woman with snowy sideburns and frosty mustaches was hunched up, holding a drum and drum jacket filled with silver taels in her hand, her face was full of sadness, and she didn't know how to express her emotions. A few days ago, when she went to Gusu Temple to give up her life to avenge her son, it was Yang Jingyu who brought her back and told her that she was willing to avenge her son. However, at this time, she stood on the shore like this, watching the man in white with high hopes leave, and she felt a little bit in her heart, let alone where to start.

It was like a light shining in front of her eyes in the night, and before she could reach out and touch it, the light disappeared.

Next to the old woman, there is also a woman dressed up charmingly, she is Du Shi Niang, the proprietress of the Taibaiju Inn. At this moment, he watched the boat that Yang Jingyu was sitting on disappear on the river, flicked his wide sleeves, and was so angry that his mouth was piled into a beam, and he muttered in a low voice: "It won't work if you stay for a few more days, I'm afraid that the old lady will eat you......?" The old lady finally found a man who was tempting, but she couldn't let you leave like this...... Calculate the time, and it won't be long!"

Du Shi Niang threw down the half-grown Jiang Zijuan, turned around elegantly with her whole body, glanced at the old woman who was full of sadness, and complained dissatisfiedly: "Everyone is gone, what else to see, go, go back, you have to greet the guests!"

After that, she kicked her broken steps and twisted her hips, twisted and walked forward, her skirt mopping the floor, half-exposing her breasts, it was really plump and attractive.

The old woman is now homeless, but fortunately Du Shi Niang accepted her to stay in Taibaiju to help do some light work, she is naturally very grateful to this boss lady who has a sour mouth, but is very honest in her heart. Retracting her thoughts, she sighed deeply, and weighed the blanket containing silver taels given by Qishuang in her hand, it was very heavy, in this life, she had never seen so much silver.

But she would rather not have such charity!

Weakly dragging her steps, she followed the proprietress to the Taibaiju Inn. The wisps of dazzling sunlight that drilled out of the fog fell on her crooked back, projecting her lonely and lonely, wind-and-candle body for more than half a year, helpless, and hanging from each other!

When she returned to the inn, she sighed and sat on the haystack of the firewood house where she was placed, her heart was completely desperate, and tears were ringing in her eyes. At present, she can only find a suitable place to end her life as a cocoon, and be the companion of her son who sleeps in the ground.

As for the silver taels in her hand, to her now, it was just a pile of broken copper and iron. She stomped up and threw it out with all her might.

The blanket spread out, and the silver fell to the ground. Suddenly, the old woman's body shook, and she clearly saw that there was a note full of words falling out of the blanket. She excitedly picked it up, handed it to her eyes, and looked at it carefully:

"The matter of Moon Mei is confusing, and the younger generation guesses that there must be a main messenger behind the scenes. Old man, don't trust anyone, wait for Jing Yu to avoid their eyes and ears, rush back on the night of the next full moon, catch that demon, and avenge your son and the people of Gusu Town!"

The few numbers made the old woman tremble when she read it, her cloudy eyes shone brightly, and the hand holding the note was so excited that she kept trembling.

Knowing the seriousness of the matter, she hurriedly closed the door of the half-concealed firewood room and burned the paper with a fire breaker to avoid being discovered.

Coincidentally, Xiao Wu, who was passing by, smelled a smell of fire smoke in the air, thinking that it was a fire in the firewood room, so he was so frightened that he hurriedly kicked the door of the firewood room open, but saw the old woman squatting on the ground, holding a few pieces of silver, and hurriedly stuffed it into her waist bag.

Xiao Wu looked suspicious, turned around and went back to the store, and told Du Shi Niang about the old woman's sneaky secret possession of silver tael, but Du Shi Niang unceremoniously pointed at Xiao Wu's head and scolded him fiercely. At this point, Xiao Wu was aggrieved and knew that these silver taels were originally given to the old woman by Yang Jingyu and others.

At this moment, Yang Jingyu and the three of them have stayed away from Gusu Town.

The old man wearing a hat at the stern of the boat was holding a bamboo pole while facing the clear sky and the landscape, humming a fishing song loudly, and his interest was very high.

Qishuang took advantage of this time to ask Yang Jingyu the doubts in her heart: "Childe, everyone in Gusu Town is suspicious, why do you want to inform Granny Zhang of the plan through a paper letter, don't you worry that she is the instigator behind this scene?"

Yang Jingyu suddenly turned his head, gently tapped Qishuang's head with a peach wood fan, and said with a slight smile: "Look at your head melon seeds, you are usually quite clever, how can you ask such a stupid question now?"

Qishuang scratched her head embarrassedly, and said in a low voice: "Childe taught you a lesson, but Shuang'er ...... I really don't know what Childe thinks?"

The blood-sucking silver needle in her hand is enough to prove that this moon ghost is definitely not a ghost derived from sniping evil energy, but someone is doing ghosts behind it. If she is the one behind this and tells me such a big secret, for what purpose does she have to put herself at a disadvantage?"

Yang Jingyu put up his hands and saw a few families on the shore in front of him from a distance, so he bent down and walked towards the old man who was singing.

Qilu flashed a pair of smart eyes, looked at Qishuang who suddenly realized with a smile on her face, and said with a smile: "Sister, you are so stupid." If you don't understand, you don't need to ask, Childe has always had his right plan to do things!"

"You damn girl!"

Qishuang pretended to be angry and went to pull Qilu's ears, but she felt that the speed of the boat was gradually slowing down, and she saw that the bow of the ship had turned around and was docking to the shore.

Qishuang straightened her color, returned to her usual cold color, and when the boat stopped, she jumped onto the trestle on the shore first, and surveyed the surroundings.

The old man of the boat stopped humming, supported the hull of the boat with a bamboo pole, untied the rope and tied it to the willow tree on the shore to stabilize the hull of the boat, and then let Yang Jingyu and Qilu walk down.

The willow branches swing in the water, the sparkling water surface reflects the glimmer of the sunset in the sky, it is already the sunset, the birds love the old forest, fly among the bushes, and call for companionship to the forest.

After Qishuang paid the fare, the old man of the boat shook the boat and went back the way he came, but this time, it was going upstream.

Stepping on the fragrance of spring mud, Yang Jingyu looked up at several blue-gray tile houses located in the mountains. Gently spread the peach fan, shook a gust of wind, blew his bright forehead, lifted the two strands of long hair slightly, and the elegant aura on his face was like an immortal fluttering down the sky. Dressed in white, his handsome face is extraordinary.

"Frost Lu'er, let's find a place to stay here, everything goes according to the original plan!"

The sunset leads to the mountain, and the sunset shines back, quietly crossing the eaves of people's houses, reflecting the golden clouds on the top of the mountain. The grass on the ground withstood the bright sunlight of the day, gently stretched the waist and swayed slightly in the wind. In the distance, smoke rose from the rooftops of people's houses, and a few dog barks were heard from time to time. Everything is actually the leisure of the farmhouse, in this sunset evening, enjoy the quiet of the years. It is expected that this is a fairyland on earth, and the mountains are covered with heavy makeup, and the low clouds are standing on top, and the hazy greetings are busy with the return of the busy planters.

The endless mountains at a glance are like towering spring bamboo shoots, in the vigorous and ethereal virtual and real blindness, you can see the magnificent scenery of the dragon driving the fog to travel the world, and the magpie welcomes the rainbow dividing the sky and the river and the moon.

Yang Jingyu opened his arms with great interest, waiting for the red glow in the west to fade away. A few meteors were drawn from the sky, leaving a round of the moon that was about to be full to hang in the sky, as clear and shining as jasper. There was a sound of frogs and crickets all around. The dream-like silence on the original ridge of a few broken steps, the familiar fragrance of the grass, and the soft and rotten leaves are all fun and leisurely.

Until, they entered this small village.

The village immediately rejoiced. Surrounded by snotty children, an old man sitting under a locust tree enjoying the coolness, and a group of boys and girls...... They all welcomed these three extraordinary-looking young people.

On the afternoon of the third day, a small boat coming from below was stopped by two knights on the shore who were wrapped in coarse cloth and black shirts. I saw that they were tall and thin, with swords in their hands, sharp eyes, and their chins were full of dense black and swarthy beards.

If it weren't for the two of them preparing a large amount of silver, the boatman would not dare to row the boat over.

When the two of them got on the boat, they were silent, just holding the long sword in their hands tightly, standing on the bow of the boat, their cold eyes seemed to be filled with awe-inspiring murderous aura.

The boatman couldn't help but be a little frightened, and asked in a trembling voice, "Where are the two friends going?"

"You can sail the boat!"

A chivalrous man glanced coldly at the boatman, and said angrily, so frightened that the boatman's hairs stood on end. Speed up the pole in your hand, for fear of accidentally angering these two murderous men.

As the two of them left, somewhere on the shore, a handsome man in white who was hiding under a tree walked out, his body unfolded, and he tapped the ground lightly, urging his true qi to fly in the air, as fast as a swallow passing by.

On the river at sunset, a small boat is moving forward quickly, and the boatman is struggling to prop the boat up the river, his face is covered with beads of sweat the size of beans, and he is so tired that he keeps wheezing, but he does not dare to slow down the movements in his hands.

Tonight would be the day of the full moon, and he had to get the two fierce men ashore before the hour.

There seemed to be a flash of golden light in the distant mountains, and after rushing up to the clouds, it could no longer be seen, and it was suspected that the Buddhist Sword Immortal had returned in twilight. There was a hidden bell in the sky echoing in the ears, and it seemed that the Sanskrit sound of the monks was singing again, and the crowd waiting for the dock suddenly became nervous, and they looked up in fear as the light of the distant mountain disappeared into the clouds, and they were so frightened that they panicked and jumped around.

The boatman took a deep breath, and when the night completely compressed the sky, he sent the two guests on the ship to the shore of Gusu Town with a sense of relief.

Seeing the two men walking up to the dock with swords and entering Yangliu Street, the boatman breathed a sigh of relief, holding the heavy silver taels in his hands, and his face showed a happy smile, as if everything was worth his risk.

After putting away the silver taels, he packed up his things and prepared to leave, and a pale golden moonlight was cast down. The full moon is like a jade plate, facing the sky above his head, emitting a bright and bright moonlight, as if to indicate that there is a person who will be buried in the hands of the moon charm tonight.