After separating from Liqiushui, Zhang Muliu finally took a breath. Counting the young man who is a thousand-year-old demon, he doesn't know how to talk to a woman? Actually, I really don't know! Every time I am free, I think a lot, and the woman in the north thinks the most, and Zhang Muliu sometimes wonders, how does the girl who is especially fond of arithmetic think of herself? Thinking of this, I feel sad and happy.

The reason why rivers and lakes attract people's yearning is that it has never been a happy enmity, but those who are willing to say a few words for the weak and are willing to rise up for some injustices, which are the most desirable.

The reason why the rivers and lakes are nostalgic is because there are stories that make people sigh in them.

Zhang Muliu didn't like to watch the excitement before, and he didn't like to go to any Xianjia wine shop inn, but now it is estimated that it will be changed, and people will know what they know after reading the notice, and the young man has to wait for the holy decree. But fortunately I didn't go that day, otherwise I would have seen myself to see the excitement.

After entering the city, he went to the monk's inn for the first time, gave a pill and walked into a room. It seems that the pill he gave is not expensive enough, it is just a room with a random formation, and it is just soundproof.

Qing Ye didn't follow him into the city, he wandered around the mountains alone, and he didn't know what he was looking for, so he didn't say anything when he asked. Zhang Muliu could only carry You Fang into the city on his back.

Today is the Menglan Festival, the outside is extremely lively, the locals mostly make paper flags and plant them at the door, saying that they can avoid disasters and take refuge.

When he lived with his grandparents, he had to hold an oil lamp in his hand when he went to the thatched house at night, and someone had to watch it, as if a little light would be a little more reassuring.

There is an old man in the village who has been a Taoist priest for a few years, and he always likes to squat at the foot of the mountain to tell some ghost stories. When a child who is extremely stubborn sleeps at night, he will always lean to the left side, because the left side of his bed is east. Not far to the west of the village is the ancestral tomb of the Qiao family. It seems that if he sleeps on his left side, he can feel more at ease.

Later, because of this incident, he was laughed at by children of the same age, and Zhang Muliu made up his mind to go to Qiao's grave at night to practice his courage. On the first night, I mustered up the courage to go west, and before I reached the bluestone steps, I ran home crying. After a few days, Zhang Muliu called Qiao Lei and Qiao Yushan to go to the cemetery together, and it was then that Zhang Muliu liked to drink.

The three-and-a-half-year-old children would steal some food and drink at home every evening. After the three of them met, Zhang Muliu gently touched his two arms together, and after making a crisp sound, the three children all smiled knowingly.

There are two bamboo barrels hidden in each sleeve, and in the bamboo barrels, Zhang Muliu steals a little wine a day. During that time, Zhang Muliu was in charge of the wine, Qiao Lei was in charge of eating, and Qiao Yushan was in charge of getting some fruits! The three children were drunk in the cemetery every night.

Slowly, the three children ran farther and farther, every day in front of the thatched hut to accompany Zhang Muliu after practicing the sword without home, running all over the mountains, in order to make a bow, ran to the far mountains to cut peach wood, because there are old people in the village said "peach bow willow arrow", the three children believed it. At first, if you don't go home for a day, you will definitely be beaten, but then the family simply doesn't care. The three children went out with a fire sickle and spices, and they ate much better in a day than at home.

Since the three children learned to whistle, it has become even more difficult to find, and the length of a few voices is what to say, where to meet, all in the code.

What fishing, catching pheasants, catching hares, digging wild vegetables, the three of them are extremely good, and the family knows that starvation will not kill them, so they don't care.

Once Qiao Yushan finally managed to get three pots of wine, Qiao Leifei said that the eggs would be cooked if they were beaten in the wine, and the three of them thought it was very interesting, so they ran to the bottom of the mountain to steal the eggs. After coming back, Zhang Muliu asked how to get it? Qiao Lei beat an egg into it, and in the end the egg was not cooked, and the pot of egg wine was also thrown to Qiao Yushan.

Later, I slowly built a small wooden house on the mountain, and made a small earthen kiln specializing in roasting pheasants and hares, with more and more utensils of all kinds, and more abundant food, but one thing made Zhang Muliu and Qiao Yushan joke a few words when they drank with Qiao Lei.

From a very young age, Jorei said that he would catch pigs under a trap, but in fact he was a kind of mountain badger, and his hometown dialect was called pigs. Every time he had time to go out to play, Jorei would take the two of them under the cover, and the next morning he would climb up the mountain to see if he had been caught, and he would find a few lines of footprints, and the three children would squat there to investigate the case, saying that looking at the footprints, they should have come, but they ran away.

Day after day, year after year, until now, the three of them have left their hometowns and returned to their hometowns, and they have never been caught.

Later, from the first three children, to four or five. From the original five children, to five young people on different sides of the world!

Thinking of this, Zhang Muliu was a little homesick for the first time, the eldest aunt's knife-cut noodles, the snacks made by the younger aunt with a lot of patterns, and the steamed bread crumbs fried by his father.

I don't know what happened to those guys who were far away from home now? Changchang still looked like he was making a fuss? Zhuo Kang was still tiger and naïve?

Zhang Muliu really wanted to say to these Zhushan wanderers scattered in Shengshen Continent, far away, everyone has worked hard!

The young ghost sent the god out and walked to a river, and all kinds of river lamps made a golden ribbon float on the surface of the water, and slowly went downstream, as if the farther it floated, the better the life of the deceased relatives.

There was a child dressed very ordinarily who found a place with the least number of people, and picked up a small white paper lamp, and there was a very small oil lamp in it, and the child held the oil lamp and laughed and burst into tears, and he said softly:

"Daddy, mother, I'm okay, how are you? It shouldn't be hot in the dungeon, right? You're going to miss me, right? Anyway, I miss you very much. I'm well fed and clothed, don't worry, I've learned a lot now! The shopkeeper of the pawnshop gives me fifty tongbao dollars every month!"

The child frowned, reached out and wiped his face, and then said, "I'm fine, so you should be good too." I've heard that good people will be reincarnated, you are all good people, and you will definitely be, if you don't go, then you just look at me, and I will definitely have a future!"

The boy put down the lantern, and the little white lantern went down the river. The little boy chased and ran for a long time, and finally he couldn't see the river lantern, he squatted on the ground suddenly, covered his face with his hands, and choked up:

"I miss you!"

There are some things that many people can't see, like when this child is holding a river lantern and talking, there is a man and a woman standing behind him. The man stood a little farther away, gritting his teeth to keep the tears from falling, and the woman tried to put her arms around the child again and again, passing through the boy's shoulder.

Zhang Muliu sighed, stepped forward and patted the little boy on the shoulder, the child raised his head to look at Zhang Muliu, as if he was afraid that this young man with a sword on his back, but looked very kind, laughed at him, so he buried his head in his sleeve and rubbed it left and right, stood up and asked:

"Is there anything wrong with this gentleman?"

The young man nodded and said with a smile, "Are you a pawnshop buddy?" I want to go and get something, can you take me there?"

The child was very happy when he heard this, but immediately lost his smile: "Today, the shop is closed, and everyone has gone to worship their relatives." ”

Zhang Muliu said: "It's okay! I live in the Sixi Inn, you can come to me when the door opens tomorrow." ”

The child is very happy, thank you sir one by one.

Zhang Muliu took out a few Tongbao coins from his arms and handed them to the little boy, but the little boy shook his head and said to the young man apologetically: "Sir, I can't accept it, and when I finish helping you do it tomorrow, if you are still willing to give it, I will accept it." ”

The young man smiled and withdrew his hand, and said that he would come to me tomorrow.

When the young man had gone, the little boy jumped up happily and ran home one by one.

Zhang Muliu walked alone on the street, with You Fang behind him, there are so many injustices in the world, and it is the easiest to draw a sword.

The next morning, the little boy got up before dawn, cleaned up the house, swept the yard, and carried two small wooden buckets to fill the water tank in the house. The child actually hopes that the gentleman with the sword on his back today will remember to reward himself with a few big coins, but if he doesn't remember, it's okay, if the gentleman wants to mortgage something more valuable, the shopkeeper will also reward him.

The boy finally waited until dawn, and when he went to the shop, the shopkeeper had not yet come out, so he told the man to go and bring the guests, and then turned around and ran to the Four Happiness Inn.

When he walked to the inn, he didn't dare to ask, and he didn't know what the gentleman's name was, so he squatted in a secluded place and waited for the gentleman to come out.

A short time later, a man in white came out with a long black sword behind him.

Seeing Zhang Mu flowing out, the little boy ran over and said, "Sir, our shop has been opened, if it is convenient for Mr., I will take you there." ”

Zhang Muliu smiled and said yes, and went to the pawnshop with the child.

The young man asked the child, "Did you go to the pawnshop to do chores at such a young age?" The child smiled and said that his father and mother were sick and passed away together a few years ago, and it was the pawnshop shopkeeper who paid for the funeral of his father, and in order to repay his kindness, he followed the shopkeeper and helped with the chores.

This kid named Han Cheng seems to be very happy because he pulled a business for the shopkeeper.

Zhang Muliu inquired last night that this pawnshop was opened after the death of the child's parents in front of him, and it was very good to this child. But Zhang Muliu found a trace of demonic energy in the child!

After a short time, I walked to the pawnshop, and there was no signboard, and there was a sign at the door, writing a pawn. Zhang Muliu slowly entered the door, and the guy on the side saw that Han Cheng had brought a white-clothed man with a sword on his back, so he hurriedly brought a plate of fashionable fruits, made a cup of tea, and said that if he waited for a while, the shopkeeper would come soon. The little boy Han Cheng stood aside and was extremely nervous.

A plainly dressed middle-aged man came out of the back hall, except for a strand of white hair in the middle, there was nothing strange about it.

The man went out with a smile on his face, arched his hands, and said:

"No wonder there were always magpies chirping on the beams of the house yesterday, it turned out that a distinguished guest was coming! Xiao Han Cheng'er told his buddy early in the morning that he had pulled a distinguished guest, and I was thinking about what kind of business the little kid could recruit, but I didn't expect this kid to be really good. ”

Without a stammer, when he finished speaking, the person also came closer, sat down and exchanged a few words, and then asked, "What should the gentleman do?"

Zhang Muliu smiled and took out a black brand, with a sword word engraved on one side and an edict on the other. When the shopkeeper saw the sign, he was unstable and sweated profusely.

The little guy on the side saw the shopkeeper's sweating profusely, and said that it must be a baby, so he gave a thumbs up to Han Cheng, who was still a little uneasy.

The shopkeeper waved his hand, several guys and Han Cheng all withdrew, Zhang Muliu casually laid out a soundproof formation, looked at the shopkeeper in front of him and said with a smile:

"Afraid of what?"

The shopkeeper sat on the ground and said aggrievedly: "How do I know how to go, but I'm afraid!"

Zhang Muliu smiled dumbly, looked at this rather interesting magpie and said, "That kid is kind to you?"

The shopkeeper's answer was not what he asked: "Aren't you here to kill demons?"

The young man also asked, "A sign of the Marquis of the Song Kingdom can scare you like this?"

The middle-aged shopkeeper sighed, sat on the ground with a depressed expression, seemed to be dead, and said slowly: "Although we can't afford to provoke the Marquis of Song Kingdom, we won't be afraid of being like this." It's just that there should be a wisp of true meaning in that edict, which naturally overwhelms our demon cultivators. ”

Zhang Muliu really didn't find out about this, Nanshan is really interesting! The next time I pass by Chang'an, I will beat up Yumengmeng again by the way, it is not a big problem.

The shopkeeper, who was really a white-headed magpie, continued: "Han Cheng'er is indeed kind to me, I was injured by a group of children with a slingshot when I was not enlightened, and I flew into his house by mistake, and the kind-hearted child helped me bandage and took care of me carefully. Later, by chance, I accidentally ate a thousand-year-old Liu Jinu, opened the spiritual wisdom and learned to swallow Yuehua, and soon cultivated a human body, and when I came to him to hug him, his parents had already passed away. If I had come a few days earlier, maybe it wouldn't have been!"

Zhang Muliu said that when manpower is finally exhausted, there is no need to blame himself. After that, he raised his hand and scratched a few times, so frightened that the white-headed magpie had already turned his back on his breath with his eyes closed. The young man couldn't cry or laugh, kicked him lightly, and said helplessly:

"If you do this again, I'll stew you and eat magpie meat!"

The middle-aged man got up as soon as he rolled over, flattering, and only after a while did he ask worriedly:

"Really don't kill me?"

Zhang Muliu said angrily: "You look like this, maybe you will really be killed by a passing monk one day! ”

The magpie spirit was really happy to hear the words of this young man in white with a sword on his back and full of fairy spirit, if Han Cheng'er could worship such a master in the future, it would be really good!

Zhang Muliu withdrew the formation, walked out of the door and smiled at the boy: "Come with me, I have something to say to you." ”

The shopkeeper squeezed his eyes at Han Cheng, meaning to hurry up, and the boy followed.

The young man in white with a sword on his back said to the child, who was determined to be promising, "Do you want to learn the sword? I can teach you, but there is one condition. ”

Han Cheng said: "I want to learn, but I may not be able to meet the conditions you propose." ”

Zhang Muliu smiled dumbly, and then said, "What if you learn swords?"

Han Cheng replied: "I don't know yet, can I wait until I have an answer before answering." ”

The young man nodded, and then asked, "What would you do if you found out that the person who was very good to you was an anomaly in the future?"

Perhaps the question was too deep, and the eight or nine-year-old child didn't know how to answer, and after a long time in a daze, he said crisply:

"Sir, how do you distinguish between the different and the like? I have never read a book, I only know a few words, I have heard people say, although Chu is big, it is not my race, how can I care about words?, on the contrary, does it mean that those who are of the same heart are my race?"

Zhang Muliu was a little speechless, this kid stopped himself, so he could only laugh and say to Han Cheng:

"That's a good question, I can't tell you these things now, but when you travel around the rivers and lakes yourself, and see many people and many things, you will find the answer. ”

Han Cheng asked, "Will that gentleman still teach me swords?"

Zhang Muliu said with a smile: "I once learned swords from others, and he only taught me three tricks, which is very boring, are you willing to learn?"

Han Cheng continued to ask, "What are the conditions of that gentleman?"

The young man in white said to the child in front of him: "If you can do your best, if you see injustice, you will raise your sword!"

Han Cheng nodded heavily.

Three days later, a young man in white taught a child what he had learned, and it was only three tricks!

Zhang Muliu hopes that he will be a very promising person in the future, and he hopes that in the long years to come, there will be one more swordsman in the world who came out of the Shengshen Continent in the east.

One evening, the white-headed magpie named Bai Xi took Han Cheng to send Zhang Muliu outside the city, and the young man said with a smile:

"See you next time, and if you can satisfy me, I'll take you as an apprentice. ”

Han Cheng also smiled and said, "Sir, please rest assured, next time we meet, I will definitely be your apprentice." ”

Zhang Mu Liuxin said that this kid is really like himself!

After taking a few steps, he shouted a word to Youfang, the long sword behind his back was unsheathed, and he galloped forward, and the young man in white dodged to catch up with the long sword, and the sword broke through the air.

Bai Xi rubbed Han Cheng's head, smiled and said to the child beside him:

"Han Cheng'er, it can be seen that Zhang Gongzi is indeed a sword immortal, and it is not easy to make him admit it!"

Looking at the canopy of white light, the child without his father and mother is obsessed with something for the first time!

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A group of students slowly swam to Shu Kingdom, and a young man with a slightly dark complexion looked up at the night, thinking that if he was in his hometown, he was probably either simmering tea or drinking wine at this time?

There was an old gentleman in the back, although his hair was gray, but he was very energetic. walked to Qiao Yushan's side, smiled and asked:

"The person you saw outside Chang'an City is the person mentioned in Mr. Chen's letter, right?"

Qiao Yushan asked, "What did the letter say?"

The old gentleman smiled and said nothing, Mr. Chen, who had been in Xiaozhushan for most of his life, wrote most of the letters before his death, most of them were written by Qiao Yushan, and only a short paragraph was written about a naughty teenager.

"Among my students, Yushan is the best at applying what he has learned from books. But there is a child who is very stubborn and seems to be naughty, but he always unconsciously wants to unite knowledge and action, but where is it so easy! It is of course good to picket others only after he is innocent of his own mistakes, but if he is at fault, he has no confidence to hold himself accountable for his big mistakes. ”

The old gentleman sighed and said to Qiao Yushan: "When I was young, I went to a place where people were not allowed to bring pen and ink when they entered the mountain. I thought about giving him a five-baht coin to accommodate one or two, but the young man who guarded the mountain refused to eat it, so I finally put down my pen and ink and went into the mountain alone.

At the time, I thought that person was really pedantic, but after many years, every time I think about it, I am only ashamed!"

Qiao Yushan said with a smile: "Punctuality has never been something worthy of praise, it should be so." But when there are more unpunctual people, this is a great virtue! Like the river dam, the shallower the water, the lower the embankment.

When the world goes down, the world gets worse. ”

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