Chapter 308: Just Talking
Chapter 308: Just Talking
The white-clothed masked man picked up Hu Qiong's long sword with only one sword, Hu Qiong was stunned in place, at this time, another person saw it and hurriedly came to the rescue, and the white-clothed man gave up Hu Qiong and killed him together. The swordsmanship of the two of them is light and agile, one is like a spirit snake, the other is like a mist and haze, the two are entangled together, like butterflies flying, like purple swallows dancing.
The man shouted again, "What are you doing there? Go and save someone." ”
When Hu Qiong heard this, she ran to open the big cloth bag, and when the group saw this, they all ran over with knives. Hu Qiong hurriedly picked up his long sword, solved the group of people first, and then rushed into this group of people, showed his life's skills, and ran back and forth in the sword light, such as wearing flowers and butterflies, stabbing a sword in the east and a sword in the west, and two people were injured in an instant.
The group of people still did not retreat, fought around Hu Qiong, separated the two of them, carried the big cloth bag to the shore and put it down on the boat, turned around, and carried the rest of the big cloth bag. When Hu Qiong saw it, she wanted to turn around to stop her, but she was entangled by this group of people and couldn't get out.
Over there, the masked man in white just pestered the man and wouldn't let him get out. Seeing that the big cloth bags on the ground had been moved to the three small boats, the group left Hu Qiong, ran to the small boats, rowed the boats, and rowed towards the center of the lake. Hu Qiong ran over, and the man in white rushed to stop Hu Qiong.
Seeing that the other boat had left the shore, the pursuer rushed away, and the man in white gave up Hu Qiong again, killed with the pursuer, and rowed the boat to the center of the lake. Then, the third boat also rowed away from the shore of the lake, and the white-clothed masked man killed them so that they could not escape.
Three small boats have sailed towards the smoke and fog. The white-clothed masked man let out a long roar and flew towards the small boat, and the pursuer hurriedly threw out a long rope, and the white-clothed man turned around in mid-air, took a long sword and opened the long rope, and with the power of this grid, his body fell lightly on the small boat, and soon, the three small boats disappeared in a fog.
Hu Qiong hurriedly urged her boat to row to chase it. The chaser sighed, "I can't catch up." "Turn and leave.
Hu Qiong hurriedly said: "Hero, please stay." ”
The hero turned around and asked, "Is there something wrong?"
Hu Qiong said sincerely: "I admire the hero's rescue of people! I am a native of Jingzhou, surnamed Hu Mingqiong, may I ask the hero's surname?"
The hero said: "I am Pei Yingjun of Spirit Snake Villa. ”
Hu Qiong asked, "Does Pei Daxia know the origin of these people?"
Pei Yingjun shook his head and said, "I just happened to meet them, they kidnapped women at night, what good thing can be? I can find out their details sooner or later." With that, he turned and walked away.
Hu Qiong looked at Pei Yingjun's back, knowing that he couldn't save people, and was depressed.
Hu Qiong had no choice but to go back to the hotel to rest.
Nothing was said all night.
The next day, after breakfast, Zheng Wenjun took Hu Qiong and went up to Yueyang Tower step by step. This Yueyang Tower is one of the three famous buildings in the south of the Yangtze River, Lu Dongbin left immortal traces, Du Fu wrote poems, Fan Zhongyan wrote the text of sorrow and happiness, there are many celebrities and virtuous people in ancient and modern times have climbed this building. One plaque reads:
"Dongting is in the water, and Yueyang is downstairs. ”
You can imagine how famous Yueyang Tower is.
The two of them went upstairs and looked at the Dongting Lake, which was vast and swinging, endless, cloudy and sky-skiving, and the scenery was magnificent. The two of them admired the building. Only then did I go downstairs and drink tea in the lakeside teahouse.
The next day, they disembarked and came south along the shore of the lake. In a few days, I walked through Dongting Lake, came to the Xiangjiang River, went upstream, and came to the south.
Day and night, not just one day. On this day, on top of the great ship, I saw a peak floating in the clouds in the distance, and someone shouted:
"This is Nanyue Hengshan. ”
Zheng Wenjun was very interested and decided to climb Hengshan. So they got out of the boat, mounted their horses, and headed northwest. After walking for two days, I came to the foot of Hengshan Mountain and stayed in a temple. On the second day, I got up and walked up the hill step by step. After the Nanyue Temple, walk through the Martyrs' Shrine, and come to the Banshan Pavilion. Sitting in the pavilion, the mountain wind blows from all sides, looking down at the surrounding mountains and looking down, turning his head to look at the Zhurong Peak, which is still in the sky. After tea, continue to climb up, has come to the Tibetan scripture hall, go in to watch for half a day,
Outside the hall, I saw that the Yan Peak, the Purple Cover Peak, the Furong Peak, and the Tianzhu Peak towered on the cloud surface. At this time, the sky was overcast, and it seemed that it was going to rain, and the clouds in the mountains were misty. Zheng Wenjun didn't want to stay in the mountains, so he had to turn back and come down the mountain. Looking back at the mountain, the clouds and mist are shrouded, the green peaks are hidden in the clouds and mist, only to see a piece of white, like the sea and waves, only to see that Zhu Rongfeng floating on the white clouds, the whole body is emerald green, such as the island like an island, such as the fairy mountain ethereal.
I walked all the way, and finally when the rain came, I rushed to the bottom of the mountain. At this time, the heavy rain was pouring down, and I hurriedly entered a temple, followed by a monk, who sat in a hut, and the monk offered tea.
After tea, it was already dusk, and I had dinner in the temple. It was already a tiring day, and everyone quickly fell asleep.
Hu Qiong lay in the meditation room. At this time, the shower had stopped, and the moon had come through the clouds, shining through the window, and the house was full of light. Hu Qiong didn't feel sleepy, so she dressed and walked out of the meditation room, and there was no one in the temple. Walking to the side door, the door was plugged in, Hu Qiong opened the wooden door and walked out of the temple.
There is a path outside the temple, paved with white stones, washed bright by rainwater. Hu Qiong walked by the moon and gradually walked towards the south of the mountain. The mountains and fields after the rain are cool and comfortable, the honeysuckle flowers are clustered, bright as stars, the fragrance of flowers is around the sleeves, the sky is covered with black clouds, and the moonlight is exceptionally bright, the summer insects chirp, the lotus wind sends the fragrance, and the bamboo dew drops are clear.
Hu Qiong took a night tour, and unconsciously walked for half an hour, and came to the south of Hengshan Twenty miles away.
At this time, there was a light in front of the mountain, and I thought it was a night reader. Hu Qiong is a scholar, and when she saw someone reading at night, she naturally had a sense of closeness, so she walked up the mountain and walked towards the light.
Walking to the front of a village, I heard the sound of a long piano inside, and in this silent summer night, its sound was clear and melodious. Hu Qiong came to the gate of the village, stopped to admire, only to feel that the sound of this song was soothing and tactful, listening to it made people quiet, listening to it for a long time, not feeling stupid.
At this time, the sound of the piano has stopped. Hu Qiong was still immersed in reverie, standing outside the door, without knocking or leaving. At this time, the door "ah", the door opened on both sides, and a beautiful girl appeared at the door, and said with a smile:
"Husband, Madame, please. ”
Hu Qiong hurriedly gave a salute and said, "Girl, who is Madame?"
The girl said, "My wife's name is Zhang Ruoying, alias Mrs. Hengnan." Mrs. knows that the prime minister is very elegant, and she specially invites the prime minister to talk about it in the room. ”
Hu Qiong said: "I'm sorry." Then the girl walked into the courtyard.
This village courtyard is built on the mountain, in the middle is a stone road, on both sides of the flowers and trees are grown, the fragrance of flowers is fragrant. Walking up the stairs and through the two courtyards, I saw another tall building with lights on the upper floor. The girl led Hu Qiong into the tall building and walked to the second floor. The girl said, "Madam, the prime minister is here." ”
That Zhang Ruoying stood up, Hu Qiong hurriedly walked a few steps, stepped forward to meet his wife, and said, "Xiaosheng has seen Madame." ”
Zhang Ruoying said: "I saw you stumbling outside the village gate, so I asked Xiaohong to invite you to come up and ask where you are from?
Hu Qiong said: "I am Hu Qiong of Jingzhou, and I go to Hengshan to play." I walked around at night, and when I heard the sound of the piano, I didn't feel that I was overwhelmed by the clear sound, so I stayed outside the door for a long time, and asked my wife to forgive me. ”
That Zhang Ruoying smiled and said: "Xianggong is a bosom friend, I was ugly just now." ”
Hu Qiong said: "Mrs. plays the piano, elegant and refined, ancient rhyme, Xiaosheng is a feast for the ears." ”
At this time, Xiaohong made tea. Zhang Ruoying said: "Master Hu, please drink tea." ”
Hu Qiong sat down, picked up the tea, took a sip, the fragrance was fragrant, and said, "It's jasmine tea." ”
Zhang Ruoying said: "Exactly." ”
At this time, Hu Qiong saw that this house was elegantly decorated, there was a wall of books, there was a shelf of antiques, and a pot of narcissus was offered on the flower stand, at this time two or three flowers had bloomed, and the fragrance had drifted over with the night breeze, and there was a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone on the desk, a guqin, and a pair of Go. This Ruoying is twenty-seven or eighteen years old, with skin like condensation, exquisite facial features, dignified and elegant, and a peerless demeanor.
This Zhang Ruoying's voice is crisp, her conversation is elegant, and what she talks about is not related to mundane matters, but just talks about some piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, which is also in line with Hu Qiong's meaning, so although the two met for the first time, they talked very well. Hu Qiong sat like a spring breeze, and she hated seeing each other late, but she didn't realize that half an hour had passed.
The night was deep, Hu Qiong said goodbye, and Zhang Ruoying sent it downstairs in person. Xiaohong led Hu Qiong out of the courtyard. The door was closed, and Hu Qiong left nostalgically.
Hu Qiong has left. Zhang Ruoying walked up to the second floor. At this moment, a black shadow flew down from the wall, saw that there was still a light on the second floor, flew up to the second floor from the window, and saw Zhang Ruoying standing in the house, wearing a white shirt as thin as cicada wings, the delicate figure looming, the skin of the frost and snow, the beautiful and upright peaks, the straight and long legs, nothing is not beautiful, nothing is not wonderful, her face is like the morning glow at this time, her eyes are bright and affectionate.
The man in black shouted in a trembling voice, "Ruoying......"
Suddenly, he saw two teacups on the table and asked, "Who is it?"
Zhang Ruoying said: "A scholar invited him to sit for a while, just to talk and have a cup of tea." ”
The man in black stepped forward and put his fingers into the tea, which was still hot, knowing that the scholar had just left.
The man in black turned around and jumped out of the window, and ran out of the gate of the village in a few steps, only to see a figure under the bright moon along the mountain road heading north. The man in black performed a light skill and chased after the man.