The silver brilliance of meteors crossed hundreds of miles in an instant, passing through the place like day, and after a while, only a straight white mark was left in the night sky!

A simple long sword with silver light hovered in front of Zhang Muliu's body, and the sword body was engraved with three words full of ancient charm - Julujing!

Zhang Muliu laughed at himself, and looked in the direction of Fengcheng, it turned out that he was a small witch! The young man who thought that he had never underestimated the people of the world was still slapped in the face by this old man who gave melons.

For the time being, the young man with the heart of the sword, as soon as he grasped this giant deer well, his momentum rose sharply, and the bottleneck of Yuanying, which had not been loosened for several years, suddenly broke open!

Zhang Muliu stood up and looked at the second tail, who had obviously entered the realm of distraction:

"I'll let you see what it would be like if you had a sword!"

From the time that silver light originated in Fengcheng, Yu Mengmeng had already retreated, and some of the inside stories Zhang Muliu couldn't know. Who initiated the integration of Dongsheng Shenzhou a hundred years ago, and who restrained a large number of monks who served as the protector of the country? Zhang Muliu didn't know these things, but how could Yu Mengmeng, who served as the protector of the country, not know? I thought that after the major repairs had gone to that place, he would become a distraction by virtue of the brazier he had taken from the mountain that was still breathing, and there was no one in the world who could do anything except a Mahayana monk who stayed behind, and now it seems that there is indeed some support!

It was only when Zhang Muliu held the sword that he didn't hear any more words from the sword borrower, and Yu Mengmeng breathed a sigh of relief. After softening down a bit, he lifted his breath and said loudly:

"How about letting me fight alone with this kid? I'm one level higher than him, and he's holding a giant deer well, it's fair, right?"

Yunhai was silent for a moment, and then the old man's voice sounded again:

"Whatever you want. ”

Yu Mengmeng laughed, looking at Zhang Muliu with a sword in front of him, the three figures suddenly rushed towards Zhang Muliu, and the place where he was originally was covered with white mist.

The two axes approached first, leaping to their feet and spinning and slashing at the youth, the arrows following closely behind. After the deity Yu Mengmeng blasted the unicorn down the sea of clouds with his fist, he also threw punches to Zhang Mu without stopping. Each of the three of them defended one side and besieged Zhang Muliu.

The sword-wielding young man who is already in the realm of Yuanying is just like when he practiced swords, holding a sword to block the rain, and the sword flowers are continuous!

Seeing that they couldn't do any substantial damage to Zhang Muliu, the three of them retreated. Yu Mengmeng gritted his teeth and said:

"Will you block it? The leper only taught you to be a turtle with a shrunken head?"

Zhang Muliu replied that he learned three tricks!

Yu Mengmeng laughed insolently and said to Zhang Muliu:

"What three moves!"

Zhang Muliu retracted the Julujing, stood in front of his chest with his sword in his right hand, the tip of the sword facing the sky, and wiped his left hand and fingers upwards from the hilt of the sword. There is an extra layer of blue light in addition to the silver light of the giant deer well!

"The first move is the most difficult, the second move is average, and the third move is arbitrary!"

Then he will draw his sword!

Holding a sword is the most difficult! Blocking the sword is general! Playing the sword at will!

Zhang Muliu retreated with a real fire, but only the Julujing sword body remained a little.

The first time you hold a sword, then you will use the sword!

The young man held the sword in one hand, and instantly broke the plate axe and smashed the silver armor, and the middle-aged man dissipated after hitting the sword, and the white-clothed fish Mengmeng sprinkled a mouthful of blood into the sea of clouds! Another woman in purple with a longbow was also missing!

The embarrassed protector of the country smiled sadly, what is the apprentice of a leper!

"Never die?"

Zhang Muliu replied with a cold face:

"Where did the brazier come from?"

Yu Mengmeng had to pass on the sound and Zhang Muliu to say who got this basin. After a while, seeing that the young man did not move, he asked:

"Don't fight, then I'll go. Yu Mengmeng spoke in a woman's voice again.

Zhang Muliu said in disgust: "The brazier is still here!"

Zhang Muliu raised his hand and put the brazier into his sleeve, and a silver light had disappeared from the giant deer well, and he returned to his place. Zhang Muliu sighed, not because he felt sorry, but he still couldn't afford it.

The young man turned his back to Yu Mengmeng, who was leaving, and slowly spoke:

"Mr. Ma told me that in the future, if he meets a second tail hiding in Chang'an City, he wants me to say a word to that person for him. ”

Yu Mengmeng: "Oh?"

He asked me to tell you, "What do I have to do with others!"

Yu Mengmeng, who broke through the air, laughed loudly, and laughed very desolately.

After the figure of the real protector of the country was gone, Zhang Muliu no longer had the strength to stand in the sea of clouds, and fell straight down.

On the castle tower, the emperor asked the prince, "What did you open?"

The prince squinted at the emperor: "Do you think I am like you?

Emperor Zhao Kai suddenly jumped like thunder, pointing at Zhao Xuan's nose like a child and scolding, spitting stars everywhere!

"You have the fucking face to mention this? If it weren't for you, the elder brother, running away, would I still be this fucking emperor? It's been almost twenty years! This is the farthest fucking I've ever been from Miyagi!"

Zhao Xuan sneered: "Pay attention to the image, pay attention to the image, and besides, my mother is also your mother!"

The emperor is angry!

At this moment, a figure fell from the clouds above Ba Shui, Zhao Xuan flew into the air without any words, and before he could get close, he saw a young man with a broadsword on his back jumping up. Zhang Muliu smashed on Zhao Changsheng, and Zhao Changsheng smashed on the ground. The prince in the distance and the emperor in the distance all laughed, and they laughed very heartily.

Zhao Changsheng stood up with Zhang Muliu on his back, and said loudly to the two women on the other side of the Broken Intestine Bridge:

"It's all right! He's just too tired. ”

Hu Sasa shook off Zhao Sisi's hand, and walked to Zhao Changsheng's side step by step, holding a silk handkerchief in his hand to wipe the blood on the young man's face, and crying silently!

......

There are many people in the back garden of Tianxuan Palace, Liao Xianren and thousands of people who rushed to hear the news, a family of four in the palace, the prince Zhao Lu who came yesterday, and Hu Sa who sat on the steps for three days and did not dare to enter the room.

Jiang Rui walked over and sat beside Hu Sasa, put her arms around the little girl's shoulders and said:

"It's okay! Liu'er Dao Xing is already profound, but this time the consumption is too great, and he wakes up after a few days of sleep. ”

Hu Sa squeezed out a smile, but he really couldn't laugh in his heart.

The door creaked open from the inside, as if Zhang Muliu, who had returned to the young man, his face was pale. Zhao Xuan rushed up and wanted to pat the young man on the shoulder, but after raising his hand, he smiled awkwardly. Jiang Rui asked for a while, and only gave up after making sure that Zhang Muliu was indeed fine. The people in the courtyard talked to Zhang Muliu one after another, but Hu Sasa stood aside and watched the young man and did not step forward.

In fact, she wanted to say, why do you always fight, and she can't protect herself well. But she also found that the most unqualified person in this place was herself!

After talking to these people one by one, Zhang Muliu looked at the little girl who was standing farther and farther away, walked up and squatted down, smiled at the little girl, and said:

"You don't care about me?"

Hu sprinkled his arms around Zhang Muliu's neck, put his head on the young man's shoulder and choked up, and said softly after a long time:

"I'm sorry!"

Zhang Muliu stretched out his hand and rubbed the little girl's head, and said softly, What do you have to do with it? Standing up, one hand was placed on Hu Sasa's shoulder, and the other hand wiped the little girl's tears, and said softly:

"I'll go to you after I see my mother in Hongdu, you have to explain to your nursing home what I look like, it's best to recognize me at a glance!"

Hu sprinkled his head and said yes, yes.

......

After saying goodbye to humanity on the bank of the Weishui River, the young man pulled the green donkey and got on a big boat and went straight to Luoyang.

Hu Sasa and his party abandoned the carriage and went due south. The little girl rode on a big red horse and held a handful of grape seeds in her hand. He said it was under his pillow that he had been sleeping under when he was a child.

Zhao Sisi separated a wisp of soul, pretending to be a female ghost and scaring people everywhere. Zhao Changsheng also bought a big horse and went to Yan Kingdom!

The crown prince Zhao Lu knelt at the emperor's feet and kowtowed three times, and he no longer had to go to the rivers and lakes like Zhao Lu, who lived in the East Palace. Zhao Kai sat alone in the imperial study to review the folds, listened to the wind outside the door, laughed and muttered:

"I can't go to see all the mountains and rivers, how can I force my son to sit on the throne!"

A deep palace, on which Yu Mengmeng sits. Yu Zhanlin, who had long since recovered from his injuries, wore only a dress as thin as a cicada's wings and danced in the hall.

The green donkey was led to the cabin, and Zhang Muliu and a group of tourists stood on the bow deck of the boat, watching the waves that were about to merge into the river.

Finally broke through the bottleneck of Yuanying, and finally started the young man with the heart of the sword, at this moment he just wanted to yell at the rivers and mountains in front of him:

"I'll do it too!"

Chang'an is not far from Luoyang, and it is a big city, so there are many merchants coming and going. In the past, it was only possible to travel by land, and there was no way to use it by water. After our new emperor took office, he tried his best to clean up the river, so there were some ferries to carry passengers, compared to before, the boats are much larger, but if you compare with the river or the ships on the sea, it seems a little unsightly.

In the end, the prince bought the ticket, and a separate cabin was only for Zhang Muliu to rest. The young man was lying on the bed and suddenly remembered the incident of this trip to Chang'an City, which was really a coincidence.

Yu Mengmeng received the brazier given by Chen Shucheng and placed it in Taibai Mountain, the highest within a radius of several hundred miles, and the python that swallowed a fire spirit was the best cover, if it weren't for Zhang Muliu's ruthless methods, that Taoist priest would definitely not say it easily. After the fire python brought it back to Nanshan, that person probably wouldn't survive. Under the guise of helping to protect the real people of the country, Nanshan can't tolerate those people. Yumengmeng will inevitably be approached by Nanshan to find an explanation!

Most of the old man Liu in Fengcheng came out of Xiaozhushan for a long time, and at least he had a close relationship with Xiaozhushan. When he saw the giant deer well, Zhang Muliu already knew it. There is no such coincidence in the world, a well in the south of Xiaozhu Mountain, the manhole cover was only allowed to be opened in the year of the great drought, and the well was called the Julu Well.

When Mr. Ma entered Xiaozhu Mountain, he climbed up from the cliff not far from the Surabaya Well!

The villages of Xiaozhushan are all located on the North Mountain, which is covered with thin bamboos, and sits on the mountain facing south. From the bottom to the top, it forms a triangle, and the highest point is the private school of the past, from which it is the middle line of a bluestone staircase leading to the foot of the mountain. There is also a bluestone road that separates the houses. Therefore, the higher you go, the fewer the households! The well at the bottom of the bluestone steps is called the big long well, and the explanation is unknown. To the east is the Surabaya Well, and Zhang Muliu's family is under a private school, and the east is in the middle. Because it is boxy, it has been called Surabaya Well since ancient times. There is a big well in the west, which means that the mouth of the well is huge! Only a giant deer well is not in the north mountain, but in the south.

Julu Well is said to be dug by the ancestors of Xiaozhushan during the great drought, only dug less than one zhang before the water, and then dig out a huge head when digging deeper, the eye socket can climb into an adult man, originally called the giant skull, feel unlucky and called Julu. In the following years, people often saw a nine-colored deer drinking water on its side, and it was also called the giant deer well.

Now it seems that the four wells of Xiaozhushan are four swords!

Jiuzhang Mountain is just a sect of a small country in the north, if it is just that Tubaozi Taoist, I am afraid that it will not be able to threaten the Hu family, so there will be trouble after coming to Hongdu, but fortunately, now it is finally a baby.

In fact, this promotion has little to do with that fight, but it is Hu Sprinkle who has the most credit. If there was no little girl to be a mirror by Zhang Muliu's side, the young man would not dare to face those unbearable selves, even if there were a few more death matches, it would not be very interesting. So Zhang Muliu gave the little girl the grape seeds he has carried with him to this day, and only hopes that in the future, when there is no youth guarding her outside the door, the little girl can still have extremely beautiful dreams!

......

Zhang Muliu got off the ferry halfway and landed at the foot of the mountain where a big man was buried.

All the way to this point, it is already the boundary of Luoyang, and further along, it will cross Heyin County and go straight to Luoyang. Along the way, there are quite a few local students here, or they are drinking with their confidants in Qingshan, leaning on the river and getting drunk. Or with the red face to show knowledge, green mountains and clear water, the place where the bones of the ancient Ming Jun are buried, there are many students who want to catch poetry, but there is only the sentence "Kunyang thunderstorm is still in full swing, and the soul of the red charm returns to the jade letter." "People can't help but be in awe of the people under their feet.

Zhang Muliu picked a winding path, led the donkey, hung the cage on the donkey's back, rolled up his sleeves and headed towards the top of the mountain. After Luoyang and his line, he went down to the river and then to the deer, went straight down to Jinling, and then went up the river after bringing Qiao Yushan's letter to Pengze to pay tribute to the old man and then rushed to Hongdu.

When I reached the top of the mountain, I saw an old man in the distance, holding a hoe to pick up a large number of dead saplings, and not far away there was an ox cart, which was full of new seedlings. Zhang Muliu led the donkey to the front, first bowed to the old man, and then asked:

"Old man, what you planted is a persimmon tree?"

The old man also saw this scholar from afar, not like a local, but he was really not a local, and he spoke an official language. He only turned his head and glanced at it, then bent down again to dig up the wood.

"Oh, the scholars are all sage-writers, drinking and having fun here, fertilizing the mountains and rivers, and fixing shares in the Han Emperor, but they also know that I, a little mountain man, can not grow a persimmon tree that cannot live?"

Listening to the old old Central Plains official dialect, which is also the local dialect, and uttered slightly resentful and sarcastic words, Zhang Muliu was very happy in his heart. So he rolled up the sleeves that had just fallen again, let the donkey go to the weeds, went to the "dry forest" by himself, gently ploughed the soil with his hands, helped the old man remove the dead seedlings, and then said to the old man with a smile:

"Old man, you can scold all the students on this mountain with this sentence, and the younger generations should take this as a warning. ”

The old man actually saw this scholar from afar and bowed to him this old man, and saw that he was dressed for a long journey, in fact, there was not much dislike, and now he saw him pouting the soil with his bare hands, so he felt good, so he stood up, patted the soil on his body, and made a salute.

"The little old man is abrupt, the little gentleman is not strange!"

Zhang Muliu took two steps and made a step to the old man, and gently put his hands on the dry old hands.

"The old man has tormented the younger generation, don't do this! The elder said, how can there be any reason to blame. The younger generation just thinks he is a reader. ”

The old man straightened up, and the corners of his mouth were a little more smiling, and then he was puzzled: "What do you mean by being a self-righteous scholar?"

"The old man asks well, the younger generation thinks he is a scholar, but whether it is actually or not cannot be decided by himself. It's like, if I think I can do it, I go to the sky, it's just a joke. The younger generation has read some books, but they dare not consider themselves readers, and only dare to say that they are half scholars. ”

Zhang Muliu replied to the old man with a smile, and when the old man heard this, he simply handed the hoe in his hand to the young man, and he sat directly on the side, took out a cigarette gun in his arms and smoked it by himself. Zhang Muliu didn't care, and took the hoe and started. The excavated soil is piled on one side, and after the dead trees are pulled out, there is a pit to be filled in when new branches are planted.

When the old man finished smoking a bag of cigarettes, Zhang Muliu had already pulled out most of the dead trees. The old man stood up and said to Zhang Muliu:

"People are self-aware! The young man is very good. ”

"The boy's surname is Zhang Muliu, and the old man can call me by my name directly. ”

"Old man, my surname is Mo, and my name is Zhanyuan, if you don't dislike it, call your uncle?" Mo Zhanyuan looked at Zhang Muliu as if asking. Zhang Muliu turned his head and arched his hand, and said:

"Uncle Mo, then I'll take advantage of you!"

"Why take advantage?" Mo Zhanyuan was puzzled.

"My grandfather and Uncle Mo are about the same age. Zhang Muliu said with a smile.

When Mo Laohan heard this, he immediately burst into laughter, and even said, "Medium!"

The two were busy for most of the day, and finally planted all the new trees. At this time, it was already dark, Mo Zhanyuan had to drag Zhang Muliu to his home as a guest, and no matter what Zhang Muliu said, he tied Zhang Muliu's donkey to his ox cart and walked down the mountain.

The midsummer on the boundary of the Central Plains is not much inferior to the greenery of the south of the Yangtze River, and this place is originally a scenic spot, known as the "Eight Great Scenes". In the night in the mountains, Zhang Muliu suddenly looked up, there was a half-round moon hanging in the sky, and he felt a little lonely, and he reached out and touched his waist, stunned for a moment, and then remembered that his wine bag was given to Zhao Changsheng. He smiled to himself, shook his head and walked on.

Mo Laohan walked in front and led the ox, and Zhang Muliu helped to help the car. The old man chatted with Zhang Muliu about his family, saying that he had a little granddaughter, named Mo Miaomiao, who will be seven years old this year, very smart and clever, and is the old man's intimate little padded jacket. He also said that he was rough and yellow, and when he was young, he often went to practice medicine around Heyin. Later, he had to take care of his little granddaughter, and he was getting older, so he only prescribed prescriptions at home, but there was no cure. Zhang Muliu also told him about himself, he came to the old land of Qiuchi in the north, and this time he went to Jiangnan to see a relative.

On the road, there was a chat, and after walking for half an hour, I arrived at a small house. A fence encloses a few small houses, and there is a small stream next to it. It's a very comfortable place.

A little girl sat in front of the fence door, and when she saw Mo Laohan from afar, she ran forward, Mo Laohan held her granddaughter in her arms and introduced Zhang Muliu to her little granddaughter.

Zhang Muliu put his hand into his arms, in fact, he took out a very delicate small jar made of bamboo from his sleeve, and handed it to the little girl, who politely said thank you, uncle!

Zhang Muliu could only force a smile.

Even if you don't grow a beard, you're still called uncle, alas! But it's okay, no one will say that they are old and young.

It is not easy for the elderly to take their children alone. Zhang Muliu helped Mo Laohan cook, and the young man fried a plate of shredded artichoke that he was good at, and Mo Zhanyuan put down the noodles and ate them.

"Isn't it a little disappointing to drag your kid to the house, and there are no big fish and meat?"

Zhang Muliu shook his head and said:

Uncle Mo doesn't know, I don't really like meat. A few bites are okay, but if you have more, you will vomit. When I was a child, my grandfather took me for a while, and he was so old that he hadn't cooked a few times. All day long, I was a bowl of somen noodles with lard, and from that time on, I was disgusted when I ate a little too much meat. ”

Mo Zhanyuan asked Zhang Muliu to stretch out his hand, and after taking the pulse of the young man, he frowned and said:

"Your pulse is very disordered, vague and slippery, but it doesn't look like you have a serious illness. ”

Zhang Muliu saw that the old man looked serious, so he stopped joking with him, and asked Mo Zhanyuan to re-call the pulse, and the old man frowned after touching the pulse and said, It's weird! It's okay again!

The girl Mo Miaomiao drank the leftover fish soup at noon, holding a large bowl in both hands and handing it to Zhang Muliu, who lowered his head and sniffed it. Said it's so fragrant, Miao Miao eat it herself, I want to drink a few sips, but I'm already full, and I touched my stomach as I spoke.

But it is not easy for my grandfather to go to the other side of the mountain to catch fish, and I am reluctant to drink it every time, but if I can't finish it, it will spoil, uncle, what do you say?

Mo Zhanyuan smiled very happily, held the girl in his arms and said with a smile:

"Miao Miao likes it, grandpa will catch a big fish for you tomorrow!"

......

The old man always felt little, and the next morning he gathered a pile of fire in the yard to make tea and drink. The sky was slightly bright, and the old man heard some movement in the brook beside him, and when he walked over, he found that the part where the water was relatively gentle was piled up with gravel in a circle, and the sand in the water was taken aside. In that pool, a few large carp were swimming alive.

The old man hurriedly ran back and pushed open the door of a house, but found that the house was neat, except for a bamboo bucket on the ground, which was covered with a newly made lid, and there were a few holes on the lid, and the bamboo bucket seemed to be made of a whole section of bamboo, and it would not seep out at all.

Mo Laohan smiled and said, what a good boy!

Zhang Muliu, who was already outside Luoyang City, thought that the old man could use a bamboo bucket to put the fish home and raise them, and when his granddaughter wanted to eat it, he could catch it in the creek, and the shrimp and small fish in the creek were enough to raise a few fish, and he smiled very happily when he thought about it.

The green donkey's injury is actually not a big deal, but this young unicorn was hurt by the punch of the two tails, and he always felt that he was too embarrassed, and he didn't speak all the way.

The streets are still bustling, with all kinds of buyers shouting and shouting. At this moment, a young man dressed in what seemed to be the official uniform walked up to Zhang Muliu and bowed before asking:

"But Zhang Gongzi?"

Zhang Muliu looked at the young man in front of him and asked:

"Xiao Qiu Mansion?"