Nantui Pass,

It is thousands of miles away from the Han Dynasty, and the towering city walls can be seen on several mountains, which shows the great cost of the treasury of the Han Dynasty.

The terrain here is full of mountains and mountains, so it is called "Nan Chui Pass" by the people here, and there are literati who write down for this purpose, "The twilight is long and thousands of miles, and the pass under the Nanyang Luxia Pass rises." ”

At this time, on the yellow sand road under the pass of the city wall, a simple and unpretentious carriage was slowly driving in the border pass of the Han Dynasty.

"Da-da-"

When the carriage walked, he sat on the front of the carriage and swayed with the carriage with one leg down, he leaned against the door, held the reins in his left hand, picked up the purple gourd on his waist with his right hand and drank a sip of wine, this green-shirted ranger Hao Ran became the driver of this carriage.

I saw that after he took a sip of wine, he turned his head sideways to the old man in the car who was sitting with his eyes closed and asked with a smile, "Old man Yu, how far is it, it's been a while." ”

The old man Hao Ran who sat firmly in the carriage was the old man of Yu Ge in the Han Dynasty, that is, the shopkeeper of the medicine shop in Baiju Town in the past.

The old man wore a Confucian robe today, and a sandalwood hairpin was inserted on his head, and he had never worn a high crown, which was the best demeanor for him.

Hearing Li Changge's laughter, the old man who was closing his eyes and recuperating opened his eyes and chuckled, "I'm afraid that Lizhongjun can't wait to drink that plum blossom wine." ”

"Smack!"

The green-shirted ranger outside threw off the reins, and the horse's ass was struck, and the horse's hooves went faster.

I saw him laugh and scold, "Old man Yu, you are not kind, you are talking about wine, and besides, you don't know that Lao Tzu is most afraid of hearing the word wine, but hearing it in your ears makes people's hearts itch." ”

Hearing this, the old man smiled and habitually took out the old smoking gun from his sleeve, but he suddenly thought that the old friend didn't like the smell, so he put the old smoking gun that had been with him for decades aside.

After that, the old man, who had lived in the temple all his life, folded his hands and sleeves and thanked the green-shirted ranger outside, "The old man is here to thank the Chinese army." ”

What he thanked was the way of the green-shirted ranger when he passed through the territory of the Han Dynasty.

I saw that the green-shirted ranger laughed and scolded again, "Old man Yu, if you want to thank me, take that plum blossom wine to thank me, don't talk about all this uselessness." ”

In the car, the old man, who had always been unsmiling in the temple, heard this, and laughed loudly, "Then don't get drunk and don't return!"

Li Changge smiled silently, and a sword qi suddenly shot out quietly from the carriage he was sitting in, directly piercing through the sky and slashing towards a distant mountain peak behind, and a terrifying scream sounded after the sword qi fell there.

The green-shirted ranger was still leaning on the carriage, his eyes staring straight ahead as if he had never heard the scream, only to see the corners of his mouth raise an arc, and the fluctuations of his ascension realm instantly spread all over a radius of hundreds of miles, which actually alarmed the birds and beasts on the surrounding mountains to disperse.

He sneered in his heart, a bunch of things that don't know whether to live or die.

"Drive!"

The green-shirted ranger who had just released the Flying Ascension Realm cultivation into fluctuations, and as soon as he raised the reins in his hand, the carriage sped forward, and soon disappeared slowly on this yellow sand road......

meanwhile

At the place where the sword qi fell, a figure squatting in the dense forest on the mountain lowered his head and stared in horror at the corpse lying on the ground next to him, which had been split in two by the sword qi.

I saw that he swallowed his saliva after reacting, and hurriedly reached out to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, but unfortunately the clothes behind him were already soaked with cold sweat......

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At noon,

The carriage arrived at the Han Dynasty thousands of miles away, a village called "Luomei", the village is as its name suggests, you can see a large number of plum trees everywhere, but this plum blossom only blooms in winter, and now it is the time when the spring flowers bloom, so although there are many plum trees, there are no flowers in full bloom.

After stopping the car at the entrance of the village, Li Changge sat in the carriage and stretched out and jumped out of the car, turned his head sideways and smiled at the old man inside, "It's here." ”

The old man bent up and stretched out his hand to lift the curtain, Hao Ran saw the appearance of this village, and at this time he was a little more timid in his heart.

Thinking of this, the old man shook his head and said with a smile in his heart, he had a good memory when he was young, and whenever he was homesick, he remembered the people vividly, and his heart moved, and he was immersed in the scene, just like returning home.

Now that I am older, my memory is blurred, and every time I feel homesick, I feel farther away from my hometown. Life is helpless, probably here.

Without interrupting the old man's thoughts, he walked to the village that seemed to be the size of the square circle, and was a little curious in his heart, what kind of place could he walk out of the amazing old man in front of him.

The green-shirted ranger immediately put away his thoughts, and scolded with a smile in his heart, Lao Tzu is looking for the plum blossom wine to drink, why do you want to do these useless things.

Having said that, where did the plum blossom wine come from now that the plum tree is not blooming, I'm afraid that Old Man Yu is not fooling himself, right?

After Yu Wansheng bent down and got out of the carriage and lifted his feet and fell, he stood up and glanced at the village, his heart trembled a little, and he didn't expect to come back after all.

It's just that what made Li Changge puzzled next was that the old man in a Confucian shirt raised his feet and walked forward, but instead of walking towards the village, he walked towards the road up the mountain on the other side.

Seeing this scene, the green-shirted ranger asked suspiciously, "Why don't you go in and take a look?"

I saw the old man pause and shake his head with his back to him, and after a while, he sighed softly and said, "No." Even if you go in, it's useless to add sadness, let's go, it's important to get down to business. ”

Li Changge pursed his lips when he heard this, raised his feet helplessly followed the old man's footsteps, and walked towards the mountain together.

The two walked on the mountain road, but after passing the plum forest, they found that there was an extra bamboo forest in front of them, although it was noon, it would not be too hot in this shadowy bamboo forest, but there was a little coolness.

The more he walked away from Changge, the more he felt that this place was not simple, the aura here was too strong, and the richness was a little terrifying, and what surprised him was that there was no discomfort in it.

Just as the two of them walked forward, a bamboo building appeared in front of them, the bamboo building is about two stories high, surrounded by a green bamboo wall, and on the left side of the bamboo wall is a wooden door, at a glance it is quite a bit of the artistic conception of seclusion in the mountains and forests.

Yu Wansheng walked to the entrance of the door of the bamboo wall, gently pushed open the wooden door as if he was going home, and walked inside.

Seeing this scene, the green-shirted ranger followed closely behind and walked inside.

"Whoever realizes the big dream first, I know it in my life. The grass hall sleeps enough in spring, and the day outside the window is late. ”

Just as the two of them raised their feet and walked inside, Hao Ran heard a lazy mellow laughter as if he had just woken up.

Then there was a rush of footsteps downstairs, and after the two heard the sound and looked over, they saw that by the door of this bamboo building, a middle-aged Confucian man wearing a jade-colored robe stood there barefoot, looking at this side with a smile in his eyes.

Seeing this scene,

The old man trembled with excitement, his eyes were already a little red, and he saw him raise his feet and hurriedly walk forward.

The middle-aged Confucian who was standing barefoot at the door also walked down at the same time.

The old man and the middle-aged Confucian Hao Ran hugged each other, and the middle-aged Confucian let go of his hand and took the lead in laughing, "Wen Chang, you are back after all." ”

Hearing this, the old man, that is, Yu Wansheng, took a careful look at the middle-aged Confucian scholar's face like a warm jade, and then said with a smile, "After so many years, you are still like this, and you haven't changed at all." ”

The middle-aged Confucian first smiled and said nothing, and then saw the green-shirted ranger with a sword behind the old man, and then asked him, "Who is this?"

Li Changge, who was standing not far away, had never made a sound, and at this time, he saw the middle-aged Confucian priest asking, so he hugged his fists and said, "In the downstream Xia Li Changge, I have seen Mr." ”

When he came, Yu Wansheng had already told himself that the old man he saw this time was the same age as him, but he never thought that he was a middle-aged Confucian scholar.

The middle-aged Confucian priest put his hands on his sleeves, saluted and said with a smile, "In Xia Yan Chunqiu, I have seen Brother Li. ”

After greeting each other, Yan Chunqiu smiled at the two of them, "Let's talk in the house." ”

The two nodded, and followed him into the bamboo building together.

After leaving Changge and entering the bamboo building, he found that there were many dense light and shadow words on the ground, and to his surprise, this place actually had the feeling of a small world.

As the name suggests, the small world of square inches is similar to the small world of the human body owned by cultivators, both of which belong to themselves, but they are different, the former is in the manifestation of the avenue and invisibly summarizes the square inch, which can be regarded as an invisible cage or as its own domain.

The latter is self-contained in the body and purely belongs to the cultivation meridians, while one is in the body and the other is outside the body, which is naturally different.

When this green-shirted ranger came in, he already knew in his heart that this matter of conforming to the Tao only belonged to the Confucian protégé, and it was obvious that this Mr. Yan's cultivation realm was only higher than his own, and he could even say that it was unfathomable.

2nd floor of bamboo building,

The three of them sat cross-legged at a low table, on which were several pots of plum blossom wine that Changge had been thinking about, and the green-shirted ranger couldn't wait to hold one of the pots after seeing the middle-aged Confucian take out the wine.

He lifted the red cloth and sniffed vigorously with his nose, and immediately stretched out a thumbs up to the middle-aged Confucian scholar, and laughed loudly, "Fragrant, fragrant!

Seeing this scene, Yu Wansheng laughed and scolded angrily, "Crazy drinking is like being obsessed." ”

The green-shirted ranger laughed when he heard this, and then picked up the pot of plum blossom wine in his hand and took a sip.

This plum wine is made with great attention to the flowering period, which requires careful picking of the plum blossoms before they have withered, and then a lot of effort is taken to make it, regardless of the tedious preservation of this wine.

It's no wonder that the long song, which has always been above the top of the wine, can be said to be a rare wine.

Yan Chunqiu is not surprised to see this scene, there are many people in the world, only people with such a true temperament can look at it and be pleasing to the eye.

After a while,

The middle-aged Confucian scholar smiled gently at the old man on the side, "Wen Chang is looking for me this time, in addition to visiting friends, I'm afraid there are other things." ”

Hearing this, the old man nodded and smiled, "I want you to take a trip to the Han Dynasty." ”

Yan Chunqiu glanced at this old friend who he hadn't seen for many years, who would have thought that he was the same age as him, but now he was gray-haired.

I saw him ask softly, "Are you here for the Han Dynasty?"

The old man shook his head and said solemnly, "The old man is here for the people of this world. ”

After the words fell, this old man who had lived in the temple of the Han Dynasty for a long time turned his head and glanced at the many neatly arranged books on the bamboo building.

But who would have thought that the middle-aged Confucian in front of him, his old friend, had already been in line with the world's books, both arts and sciences.

And this time, he was entrusted by the national teacher Li Qingze to invite out this old friend who lived in seclusion.

In the past, there was a Confucian protégé, in the Confucian academy known as the "Holy Land", who wrote, "The benevolent are not worried, the wise are not confused, and the brave are not afraid." This sentence was regarded as a treasure of the world, and then he entered the book of sages and became a Confucian sage.

The middle-aged Confucian saw the hope in the old man's eyes, remembered that this old friend had "folded the pen from Rong" in the past, and resolutely devoted himself to the Han Dynasty, and finally retired to the temple for the Han Dynasty.

He smiled and nodded, "In that case, I'll go with you to the Han Dynasty." ”

When the old man saw his old friend's promise, he stroked his beard and smiled, and then saw the green-shirted ranger who only cared about drinking on the side, but he missed the man in black shirt and sword in Baiju Town.