On the day of the Lantern Festival, the young man who was in a good mood left the Qingyuan capital with a sword and a pot of wine bag on his waist, and continued to march towards the road that had been delayed for a long time.

It's just that there is a lot of heavy snow these days, although the snow on the official road has been shoveled clean, but there are still some roads that have formed a thick layer of frost, and the soles of the feet can't help but slip when walking on them, so it is rare for people to walk on this road.

With the sound of the wind and snowflakes, walking on the barren road, there is a feeling of being the only one in the world.

After walking a while, the scenery I saw increased, and the green pines planted on the roadside were still clear and green, complementing the ice pillars hanging from above, but at this time it was winter after all, and only green pines could be seen.

Xu Baichuan took off the wine bag from his waist, raised his head and took a sip, after feeling the heat in his body that slowly emanated like his limbs, he couldn't help but smile a little, this pot of wine was given to him by Chu Feng, saying that it was used in it with many rare spiritual objects to keep warm and drive away the cold, and he didn't shirk too much, the weather has been a little cold recently.

Hang the wine bag on his waist again, walk again, and walk along the road for half a day, he will see a post station, not far behind him is a stone bridge, as long as he crosses this stone bridge, even if he officially leaves the Qingyuan national capital, Xu Baichuan walked over slowly, took out the silver money that had been prepared from his body and stuffed it into the hands of the guards guarding the post station, so it was logical to leave the post station and step on the stone bridge.

The stone bridge is very mottled, it is covered with large and small traces, even if there is snow cover, you can smell the faint smell of iron and blood on it, many people died on this stone bridge, and the blood has dyed all the stone bridge, but this is a thing of the past after all, it is not worth caring too much, Xu Baichuan just wants to cross the stone bridge.

After crossing the stone bridge, the road was completely different from the previous one, there were official roads, and there were also trails that had been trampled out over the years, and it was the trail that he had to walk.

Xu Baichuan took out a map and looked at it, made sure that he had made no mistake, and after putting it away, he stepped into the trail very happily.

This is the capital of Qingyuan Kingdom, and every move is in the eyes of His Majesty the Emperor, so these trails really shouldn't appear, according to Xu Baichuan, there are even a few of these trails in the direction of the enemy country, but why His Majesty the Emperor didn't bury it, no one knows his mind about this matter.

Xu Baichuan had seen the emperor once in these days, but in fact, it was not right to say that, but he just glanced at it from a distance and was a little surprised.

Not because of the emperor, but because of the scholars who followed the emperor and were familiar with him.

The scholar is called Su Changjing.

Wearing that official robe is actually very magnanimous, Xu Baichuan read an article before and wrote a sentence called raising his qi in his position, presumably so.

Su Changjing actually saw him that day, but his eyes were a little evasive.

After all, it is a stranger, just like now, there are several paths in front of us, and everyone has to choose the same impossibility, there will always be disagreements.

In fact, this is not bad, at least after leaving the capital of Qingyuan, there is nothing to worry about.

Thinking about it, Xu Baichuan suddenly felt a little depressed, he thought that Xie Qinghuan could be his friend, and thought that Su Changjing could be his friend, but now it seems that the only person who counts the top half of his friend is Liu Yansong, the scholar who looks a little stupid.

But soon, he dissipated his depressed will, and his heart became more determined, just a friend, and there will be no less after learning swords and becoming famous in the future.

The young man who figured all this out muttered a few words softly to the autumn breeze, feeling a lot happier in his heart, so he showed a great smile.

The pace of his feet is much faster.

So at dusk, he arrived at an abandoned mountain temple, although the eaves on it had been broken with a big hole, and from time to time there was flying snow and cold winds, he still felt very satisfied, at least there was a place to spend the night at night, and there was no need to endure as hard as last time in the ice and snow, and besides, there was at least a pile of thatch in the mountain temple, which was enough to live in peace.

He picked up some dead branches outside the mountain temple and lit them, and it didn't take long for a fire to rise, and after staring at the fire for a long time, he suddenly remembered that since he left the city gate in the early morning, he had been on the road, and he had not eaten breakfast or lunch, so he took out the splendid bag and took out some dry food, and slowly put it into his mouth with wine.

The light of the fire shone on him, reflecting a long shadow.

In fact, he didn't have to make this fire, it was not difficult for him to keep out the cold with his sword qi, but he didn't think it was interesting for him, so he did it, and even took out some unfinished pastries and put them in front of the statue of the mountain god.

After doing it, I felt that it was always a little worse, and after thinking about it, I spilled some wine on the statue of the god, which was regarded as inviting him to drink together.

After all, it is the Lantern Festival at this time.

After the sky was slightly bright, Xu Baichuan got up from the thatched pile, took out all the things into the splendid bag, only left the autumn wind in his hand, and did not make much nostalgia for it, and soon left by the slightly dim skylight.

It looks chic and casual.

Soon after he left, a gust of wind suddenly blew in the mountain temple, and a figure dressed as a general detached from the statue of the god.

The figure looked at the pastry in front of him, smiled, opened his mouth and inhaled, and kicked up another cloud of dust.

When the dust is gone, it is empty.

The figure walked to the gate of the temple, looked at Xu Baichuan who was gradually moving away, and muttered to himself: "Thank you, I will thank you for your kindness." ”

"After all, it's still good. ”

Xu Baichuan didn't know what happened in the mountain temple, and he didn't know that the pastries he put on because of his unintentional actions were contaminated with a trace of faith power and sword energy, which made the mountain god who had not been destined for a long time feel a lot better, but after all, he had already left, and the follow-up had nothing to do with him, and now what was in front of him was another thing that made him really care.

He had reached a cliff with a rough river beneath it.

Originally, there should be a wooden bridge here, but it was very unfortunate that the wooden bridge accumulated a lot of snow in the heavy snow for several days, and it fell into disrepair all year round, so the whole line was broken, and now there are only two broken ropes left on the cliff, and there are several wooden boats floating in the river under the cliff, if he is not mistaken, it must be a fishing boat fisherman.

Xu Baichuan stood on the cliff and watched quietly for a moment, and made up his mind in his heart, if he was allowed to return the same way, it would definitely be impossible, besides, he was not familiar with this place, and the only thing he could believe now was the road that Chu Feng only gave him, so this cliff must be passed.

Since there is no bridge anymore, I can cross it by boat.

Xu Baichuan found a road leading to the river below the mountain during the time he was watching from the cliff, so he didn't hesitate too much, and walked straight down, and it didn't take long for him to reach the bottom of the cliff, and there happened to be a fishing boat not far from him.

The fishing boat was not large, barely standing with four or five people under it, and before he got on the boat, there were already three in the fishing boat.

A middle-aged fisherman couple, the other is a child wearing a sheepskin hat, holding a piece of bamboo in his hand and gesturing around, knocking on the water from time to time, splashing one after another.

Xu Baichuan handed a piece of silver to the woman, so he naturally boarded the fishing boat, and under the woman's kind invitation, he also sat in the best position, that is, the center of the fishing boat.

He didn't shirk it, just smiled and accepted, he could actually understand the woman's thoughts, after all, his piece of silver was indeed not small, enough to buy this boat, so it was natural to be treated so warmly.

The river was so wide that it was difficult to cross the river by boat, so the fisherman collected his net early and went straight down the river after consulting Xu Baichuan.

The fisherman has lived in the river for a long time and knows everything about it, so that no matter how big the river is, this small fishing boat can always survive the whirlpools and reefs.

Xu Baichuan walked out of the cabin and stood in a stable place, looking at the scenery that kept passing by, and couldn't help but smile on his face.

The view was the second best he'd seen since he had traveled.

As for the first good, he hasn't seen it yet, and there will always be a better one.

With my eyes closed, I felt the sound of the wind blowing on my face, and there was a pleasant smell.

It was soon that he opened his eyes again, and looked down at the childish child who was pulling at the hem of his clothes, a little puzzled.

The childish boy stared at the sword in his hand with his eyes and asked loudly, "Are you a swordsman?"

Xu Baichuan nodded when he heard this, and said calmly: "Sort of." ”

In fact, he is a swordsman, he is a sword cultivator.

The child's eyes lit up when he heard this, and his eyes became even hotter when he looked at the autumn wind, and he reluctantly let go of his gaze after looking at it for a while, and looked down at the bamboo branch in his hand, revealing a look of disgust, which was so cute in his eyes.

The childish boy waved the bamboo branch a few times, listened to the sound of breaking the air, and soon had an idea, looked up at Xu Baichuan, and said seriously: "Can you let me touch it?"

Xu Baichuan was noncommittal, but just asked, "Why?"

The childish boy muttered in response: "Because you are a swordsman, I am also a swordsman, I will give you my sword to touch, can yours touch it for me?"

After finishing speaking, he quickly raised the bamboo branch in his hand.

In the eyes of this child, this bamboo branch is his sword.

Xu Baichuan thought for a while, and said with a smile: "You can't touch my sword." ”

The child asked, "Why?"

Xu Baichuan held down the autumn wind and said softly: "Because, there is sword energy." ”

The childish boy was stunned when he heard this, his expression was visibly lowered, and he was not too persistent to watch the autumn wind, after all, if others were unwilling, he could not force it.

But soon, the young boy asked again, "What is sword qi?"