Chapter 198: Arrows Shoot Waterfowl

The two of them were killed in one place, this man was naturally higher than Yang Jing's swordsmanship, after killing more than a dozen moves, Yang Jing was gradually exhausted, and the man shouted: "Xiao Wei, go back with me, you can't escape even if you escape to the edge of the sky." ”

Yang Jing was almost hit by the sword and resisted with all his might.

The diners in the restaurant had already run out, and the shopkeeper cared about the beauties, and stood aside to watch nervously.

At this time, there was still a man in a white robe sitting at the table in the restaurant, sipping wine unhurriedly, taking a mouthful of food with chopsticks and putting it in his mouth, chewing with taste, and watching the sword fight with interest. The shopkeeper looked at him, wondering if he was taking the sword competition as a snack, or was he too addicted to alcohol and reluctant to leave?

The man was twenty-seven or eighteen years old, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a handsome face, and at this time he looked at the lean man, opened his mouth and said:

"Are you a hexagram? ”

The man turned around and looked at it, stunned. The negative hexagram religion has developed rapidly in Hebei and Henan, focusing on plundering beautiful women and practicing the evil skills of collecting yin and supplementing yang, so it has a very bad reputation among the people. This man was drunk and his identity was revealed, and he didn't blush, and suddenly calmed down and said:

"What is the negation of hexagrams? I'm not. ”

The man in white said, "Your swordsmanship is the hidden dragon swordsmanship, right?" You are pale and thin, and you still say no. ”

People who watched from afar understood whether this man was a hexagram or not. The negation of the hexagram is a cult that kills women, and everyone is punished for it, but there is a negation of the hexagram in front of him, but no one dares to go up to take revenge and eliminate the harm.

The man was annoyed and angry, and stabbed his sword at the man in white. The man in white sneered, drew his long sword, and swiped a sword to meet it, and the two fought together. The hidden dragon swordsmanship takes the feminine route, the long sword changes direction and stabs at the other party, but the other party's sword is also like a spirit snake, stabbed from the other party's sword, the two sides are similar to the sword, only to see two white sword lights, really like two strange pythons turning over, winding up and down, the posture is extremely beautiful.

After fighting for seven or eight rounds, this man is not a small role in the hexagram sect after all, in the blink of an eye, he has been hit by a sword. The man was shocked, but the man in white smiled at him like a jade tree in the wind.

The man knew that it was not an opponent and shouted, "You wait." ”

The man in white just smiled, very calmly.

The man ran out of the restaurant. The shopkeeper knew that he couldn't compare with the white-clothed hero, so he had to retreat to the corner in a gloomy manner. Later, word spread throughout the town that he wanted to eat swan meat. The reputation of the shopkeeper has deteriorated, and no matchmaker has come to his door for a year or two to say goodbye to him.

Yang Jing stepped forward and thanked the man in white, "Thank you!" and said two words, already blushing, and quickly lowered his head.

The man in white said in a low voice, "Is the girl going to Baiyangdian?" I haven't been there yet. ”

The man in white spoke in a small voice, but Yang Jing heard it clearly. The man smiled slightly, glanced at Yang Jing, and then walked out of the restaurant, untied the reins, and led the horse away. Yang Jing walked out of the hotel, pulled his horse, and saw the man walking in front of him without hurrying or slow, so he lowered his head and followed far behind, feeling nervous and flustered for a while, I don't know why I am like this?

Walking out of the market town, the man turned around and said gently, "Come closer, let's talk." ”

Yang Jing listened, and didn't say a word, just lowered her head and followed from a distance.

The town had been left far behind, and there was no one on the afternoon path. The man stopped, turned around and looked at Yang Jing. Yang Jing didn't stop, just lowered her head, looked at her feet, and walked over step by step and slowly.

When she got closer, Yang Jing stopped, her head still down, her face flushing hot.

The man asked softly, "Girl, may I ask Fang's name?"

Yang Jing replied, "My name is Yang Jing. ”

"Listen to your accent, you're not a northerner. ”

"I'm from Nanjing. ”

The man asked twice, and Yang Jing answered twice, but didn't look up.

The man knew that she was shy, so he no longer asked her, but introduced himself: "My name is Zhang Erzhong, from Shanxi." is twenty-eight years old this year, still single, and is currently the commander of the Jinyi Guard. This time, I was ordered to go to Huguang to go to the official office, and it is not a big matter, I will escort Miss Yang to Nanjing, okay?"

Yang Jing didn't say anything.

Zhang Erzhong said: "The two of them go together, talk on the road, and they won't be lonely." Miss Yang, don't you want to?"

Yang Jing said "um", as thin as a mosquito sound, but Zhang Erzhong heard it and was very happy.

"Miss Yang, please get on the horse, there is still a way to Baiyangdian. ”

This Zhang Erzhong is the nephew of Zhang Guangzhen, the owner of Sweeping Leaf Villa, and he is indeed the commander of Jinyiwei. He was ordered to go to Huguang this time, wanting to lurk in the governor's yamen, spy on the governor's suppression of the bandits in Dabie Mountain, and report to his superiors in a secret letter.

The two rode slowly, softly chuckling. Along the way, the soft sand is dust-free, the grass and trees are yellow, the sky is blue and cloudy, the weather is clear, and the sun is brilliant, reflecting on the body of this pair of beautiful people, which is just the right amount of warmth.

In less than half an hour, the Beiyang Lake can already be seen, shining dazzlingly under the crystal sun. When I came to the lake, under the shade of the willows, there was a small boat moored, and an old man sat on the bow of the boat and took a nap.

When the old man heard the sound of horses' hooves, he opened his cloudy old eyes, and saw a pair of young men approaching, and he immediately came to his senses, and said:

"You two, you're here to swim in the lake, there is no wind in the wind now, it's a good time to swim in the lake. ”

Zhang Erzhong jumped off the horse and didn't ask the price, but said, "Let's swim in the lake." "Tie the horse to the willow tree, and the horse that came to lead Yang Jing was also tied to the willow tree, and the two horses were also familiar, standing side by side, touching each other's lips.

Zhang Erzhong helped Yang Jing onto the boat. "Well, alas. The old man cried out, put a penny on the sandy shore a little, and the boat drifted leisurely into the lake.

The old man sat in the stern of the boat, rowing his oars and creaking...... The sound of squeaky oars floated on the surface of the silent afternoon lake.

It is autumn in the north, and the lake in Baiyangdian is turquoise, and under the agitation of the bow of the boat, there are ripples in circles. The boat slowly moves along the winding lakeway. As far as the eye can see, the reeds in the sky, the reed poles are slim and elegant, the reeds on the branches are snow-white, sometimes under the slight blowing of the lake breeze, they are fluttering, fluttering and sprinkling, like the goddess scattering flowers.

Zhang Erzhong broke off a slender reed from the bow of the boat and handed it to Yang Jing's hand, and he also broke a branch and held it in his hand, so that the reed flowers could be spread in the wind. The two stood side by side in the bow of the boat, walking in the sea of undulating flowers like snow, the lake wind blowing the sleeves of their coats, the reeds in their posture, they looked at each other, and the whole autumn was in their hands. One smiled slightly, the other was silent, and there was a beautiful autumn song in his heart singing softly. They don't need any words anymore, the tacit understanding is in their eyes.

The boundless reed flowers, mighty and mighty, like snow and waves, and the boat is like a reed leaf floating on the snow waves. In the distance, a large flock of white birds flew up, not high, but just flying on the snow waves.

Zhang Erzhong said: "I'll shoot the white bird, and I can eat barbecue tonight." ”

The old man, who had always been silent, spoke: "So far away, these birds are very alert. ”

Zhang Erzhong didn't speak, just smiled, took out a bow from his back, pulled out three arrows from the quiver, pulled the bow full, put on the arrows, "whoosh, whoosh, whoosh", the three arrows fired in succession, shooting straight towards the flock of birds, the arrows were like meteors, the flock of birds flew away, but three birds fell into the reeds.

The old man was so frightened that he opened his mouth wide open, and he couldn't close his mouth for a long time.