Both sides of the river have always been beautiful, and many people are reading people who are boating on the river. It's just that now that Jiuze has reappeared, the overflowing water from the two Daze places alone has caused the river to flood, and many predecessors and masters have each defended it with their lives, otherwise the Liang State that is entrenched on both sides of the river will not have fewer casualties.

In fact, Zhang Muliu knew that those stone statues were just in meditation for the time being, and they were not dead. But when I heard that the woman in my heart had also become a stone statue, how could I not be sad? If I wanted to step into the Mahayana, how easy was it to talk about it? The Mahayana of the four continents combined was only a few of the two hands. There are many patriarchs of the hundred schools who are just monks who have crossed the tribulation, and most of the top monks are from the three sects.

For thousands of years, the pattern of the world has been uncertain, and there are countless small continents that have been broken out of Mount Meru. How big is Mount Meru? The four continents are divided into fragments from their surroundings, and then they are divided, and all the landmasses in this world together are not one-third the size of that mountain!

Jiuze is the ancient Ze of Shengshen Continent, in fact, it is also the nine Daze concentrated in the east before the four continents were separated, and the water control thousands of years ago was this Jiuze, and among them, Meng Zhuze was the most dangerous, so there were several great monks in the town.

Although the matter of Xiaozhushan seems to have little to do with the great changes in the world, Zhang Muliu always feels that there must be a hidden secret. But the adults in Zhushan didn't mention it, and his father and Mr. Ma were nowhere to be found, so they went to ask his mother? Zhang Muliu even felt that his mother's relatives were in Hongdu, which also had a deep meaning.

The stone statue of Yun Mengze, holding the sword is Jing Zhen, so which is the true in the dream or the Zhen after waking up from the dream? Or are both true? Black Ru predecessor and the black dragon king are hiding in Julu Ze, and the black dragon king recognizes the gentian. The unicorn has also been detained in it for tens of thousands of years, and the woman in the dream is the same as the woman in his heart?

Therefore, Zhang Muliu didn't think that the person behind Xiaozhushan's incident had such great skills. At most, it only takes Xiaozhushan as a deed.

It's a pity that now I can only hold a sword, and I don't know when I will be able to cultivate my sword heart. Zhang Muliu actually knew from the moment he had You Fang on his back, but whenever he had a sword, if he wanted to become a distraction, he had to at least have a sword-wielding heart, and the further he went, the more difficult it became. Zhang Muliu knows how heavy his demons are!

Although that Shan Zhenren was not destroyed by Zhang Muliu, it was he who destroyed his body with a sword, and there must be many troubles in the future. It's Xiao Pan's kid, after returning to Jinling, he can really hold power. Although Lu Zhongyun may not be able to threaten Empress Lu, he can definitely scare this queen mother in her early thirties, unless this queen mother can find a distracted monk.

This seems to be complicated, but as long as you find one of the contexts, you can distinguish the other several, and the more you find out, the closer you are to the truth behind it, but now it seems that it is not easy!

Qiao Yushan said that the recipient was in the depths of the dense forest, Zhang Muliu went directly to the sword to a hundred miles away, Mo Miaomiao was already flying around, but she hugged the young man's neck tightly, she was really afraid that her only relative would leave her again.

There is really a dense forest, full of smoke, like a chaotic formation, but it has been refined by a large means, so if you want to enter, someone needs to "open the door".

Zhang Muliu pulled Mo Miaomiao to a locust tree and said loudly: "The juniors came to deliver the letter." ”

A faint sound came from the depths of the dense forest, and Zhang Muliu stepped into the forest, just one step, the world had changed.

Mo Miaomiao was still a little afraid, her little hands were sweaty, and she was holding Zhang Muliu's arm tightly, she was ready to kill and not let go.

It is really a cave, and it is freezing outside at the moment, but this forest is like a spring day, which makes people extremely comfortable. Directly in front of it is the Arch Bridge of the Stream, a stream of crystal clear water that comes from nowhere, and goes to nothingness. Walking across the stone arch bridge, you can see that there is a low stone mound in the distance, like a fist pointing diagonally to the sky. There is a platform on it, three crooked neck pine trees lining a grass house on the platform, a stone table and three rattan chairs under the tree, an incense burner on the table, and the smoke is also full of wine.

It is really a fairyland on earth!

Zhang Muliu strode forward, and Mo Miaomiao followed very obediently. From time to time, I looked up at the stone platform, or turned my head to look at the stream, as if I wanted to find a place where it came from and a place to go. It's just that it didn't take long to give up, the butterflies fluttered in front of them, a group of people gathered around the two, the little girl caught up and frolicked with the butterflies, a few butterflies circulated around Zhang Mu, and a little girl circled the butterflies. Zhang Muliu did not stop it, and on the way to the long journey, she already knew what this girl's temperament was, and she would never reach out to catch butterflies. Because this little girl has always felt that all things have spirits, she doesn't want to destroy any beauty because she doesn't need things, she always thinks that whether it is butterflies or swimming fish, there is a grandfather who loves them very much, if they are not caught so much, then how sad should the family of these creatures be?

Even along the way, she would not deliberately step on those snowfields without footprints. Zhang Muliu knew that this was actually not good, but he couldn't say why it was bad, he wanted Mo Miaomiao to be like this all the time, and he was afraid that she would always be like this. On the way to grow up, some things that have always been thought to be difficult to choose, as you grow older, you will help people choose, and some things are destined to have no answers, just like why eat fish?

After a while, I walked to the side of the stone platform, but I didn't pay attention when I looked at it from a distance, a few very thick rattan rotated around the stone platform, and rotated up from the bottom, but it was a natural step.

The young man let go of Mo Miaomiao's hand, rubbed his little head, smiled and said Don't be afraid, and then bowed very solemnly, and then said, "Senior Zhang Muliu, come to deliver the letter." ”

Someone on the top of the platform asked, "Aren't you here to learn swords?"

The young man replied, "How about learning swords?"

The man said, "Come up first!"

Without warning, everything around seemed to be still, butterflies hung in the air, flowing water stopped, and Mo Miaomiao was also like time frozen at this moment. Only the incense burner above is still smoky.

Zhang Muliu lifted his robe and walked up, and as soon as he stepped on the rattan, countless past events came to his mind. The young man was sweating profusely and pushed forward.

At this moment, the man asked again, "How can I hold a sword when my heart barrier is so heavy?"

Zhang Muliu didn't answer, and continued to walk forward, but the corners of his mouth were already overflowing with blood. It's just a three-zhang high platform, and the more demons become heavier when you take a step forward.

The man sneered again: "In your so-called dream, every time you get drunk and tell the truth to a woman, are you really drunk and spit out the truth? Are you really drunk? The so-called admiration, you really like that woman, but you just want her body, right? Tell people again and again how you love her, and after talking about it for a long time, you will believe it, right? Such a hypocritical person, how can you learn a sword from me?"

Zhang Muliu suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, knelt on one knee on the rattan ladder, closed his eyes for a long time, and still didn't know how to answer. Propping up the body and slowly going up again is as difficult as climbing to the sky.

At this moment, someone once again said: "It's sad to hear that the woman you think you like very much has turned into a stone statue? Where is the sadness? It's nothing more than guilt, right? Saying that other people's hearts are ghostly, why don't you be, everything is for your own peace of mind, where are you in the other person's place?"

The young man in white seemed to be stunned, silent, just reluctantly took a breath to climb to the platform, step by step, I don't know how long it took to climb under the pine tree, sit cross-legged under the tree, bleeding from seven orifices, looking like he was in a trance. The man was no longer speaking, as if waiting for the young man to answer. The smoke of the incense burner was endless, and the hut was silent. After a long time, Zhang Muliu slowly opened his eyes, but his eyes were expressionless, as if his heart was dead.

Zhang Muliu was stunned and said, "Please teach me from my seniors." ”

The door of the thatched hut opened from the inside, and out came a drunken Taoist, looking like he was in his forties, looking at the embarrassed young man, and sighed: "No matter how unbearable the past is, it really happened to you, and where you think it is a dream, you think that woman doesn't know your thoughts?

Zhang Muliu gritted his teeth and said, "It's really true." ”

The Taoist asked, "Then why did you leave her?"

The young man smiled bitterly: "At that time, I thought that men should read countless women. ”

The Taoist asked again: "Then why are you still obsessed?"

Zhang Muliu fell into deep thought, not only was the seven orifices bleeding, but many acupoints on his body were overflowing with blood, and the white clothes had already become red clothes. After a while, the young man seemed to have great courage and slowly spoke: "At first, I went back to look for her because the later woman was not as good as her, and then I thought she was really good, so I went back to find her. ”

The Taoist asked again: "Then why is it that in the later lives of the dream, there are many women around you, and there are countless infatuated with you, but they are more and more respectful and far away?"

Zhang Muliu said slowly: "Since you know that you are wrong, you shouldn't make mistakes again." Women should never be regarded as a clear spring to wash their hearts, nor should they be a substitute for losing someone and then shoehorning into their hearts to plug the gaps. ”

The Taoist smiled: "So you want to refine your heart with red dust?"

Zhang Muliu also smiled wryly: "My father once gave me a book when I left my hometown for the first time, quoting the words of an ancient monarch as a gift. So the younger generation wants to see all kinds of people, take people as a mirror, and correct mistakes. ”

After a pause, Zhang Muliu continued: "It's only now that I understand that the things that have passed away can't be repeated, and taking a step back is no longer the state of mind of the year, some mistakes are mistakes, even if they are buried in the deepest part of their hearts and pressed by countless thoughts, they still can't erase the fact that they once existed, and those things are like engraved in the bones and can't be cleaned." ”

The Taoist threw over a pot of wine, and after the young man took a sip, he smiled and said, "What should I do?"

Zhang Mu dispersed his blood, returned to the white-clothed young man with a sword on his back, bowed deeply and said, "So please teach me from my seniors." ”

The Taoist walked slowly and lay on the rattan chair, looked at Zhang Muliu, took another sip of wine, and said with a smile: "I can use means to freeze the moment, and it is only the nature of life and not time. Open the letter and see what the writer says. ”

When Zhang Muliu heard this, he took out the letter from his sleeve, the cover was indeed Qiao Yushan's handwriting, but he took out the letter paper and looked at it, it turned out to be the one who taught him the sword. The letter said:

"I remember the first day you learned the sword, you asked you to fill your own water tank, and you deliberately knocked the well water with a small bucket, just to let me know that you are not lazy, right? Moreover, although you have a stubborn personality, you can never insist on your own affairs, only for the sake of others, can you insist on something for a long time. That's where I'm disappointed as well. But after traveling south and returning to the north, you have changed. It has become twilight and heavy, although the foundation has been built, but I don't even know where to lose the heart of the sword, so I will tell you that it is not easy to know, and the sword can be more stable in the future. I know you think I'm disappointed, but on the contrary, I wasn't just disappointed, I was even a little happy.

Because you finally know that many things are not controlled by manpower, no matter when, the most difficult thing is not to pass the test and move forward, the most difficult thing is to be able to face your heart after making a mistake, of course, it will be very difficult. I don't know what happened to you that year, but I know that you must have something difficult to deal with, so I left this letter.

I know your character, but if you know that you are wrong, it will be difficult to turn the page, and you will become a demon day after day, year after year. There's really nothing I can do about it, I can only tell you one thing.

People make mistakes, and the difficulty lies in how to correct them. ”

A passage actually did not make the young man feel much relieved, after all, no matter how to correct his mistakes, the mistakes of the past have been decided.

The drunken Taoist was really drunk, and a long sword suddenly appeared behind him, slashing straight towards Zhang Muliu, instantly disemboweling the young man, and a cloud of black gas gushed out of his stomach.

The Taoist scolded and scolded: "Damn unpleasant, ask your mother's heart, the leper of the dog day wrote such a long paragraph of words and played a bullshit role, it is better for Lao Tzu to break this kid's stomach with a sword." ”

Zhang Muliu looked down at his stomach that had been cut open, and suddenly fell backwards, and the black qi overflowing from his stomach was shattered by a few swords from the drunken Daoist.

The drunken Taoist took another sip of wine, and still scolded and said: "Stupid lack of things, it's all fucking Yuan Baby, I don't even know that the demons are planted on my body by others, and I wash my fart heart, I would have given myself a sword according to Lao Tzu like this, and let them rush out." ”

Zhang Muliu had recovered as before, his eyes were very bright, and he got up and smiled bitterly: "Could it be the old man on Peng Ze's fishing boat back then?"

The drunken Taoist smiled: "That old guy didn't have the leisure to make such a fuss with you, and he gambled his life, I guess he just made a bet with a group of people, but fortunately, your kid didn't let him down!"

The drunken Taoist closed his eyes after saying that, in fact, this old-timer who likes to scold people is a little sad at this time. The leper first pinned his hopes on the young man in front of him, because the guy knew that he would not be able to hold a sword in this life. Peng Ze's old man can be regarded as his predecessor with the leper, if it weren't for the picture he sent to himself when the remnants of his divine thoughts dissipated, it would really be difficult to get rid of the demons in his heart for this kid. But it's really too bad, all the wrong things in the young man's dream are just dreams within dreams conjured up by that heart demon seed.

His mother's kid knew what was fake and what was true, and he still couldn't let go of it for a long time, he was really a stubborn fool, so he said angrily: "Get out!"

Zhang Muliu bowed deeply: "Thank you seniors for solving your doubts!"

The drunken Tao is extremely popular, and kicks the young man away.

The heavens and the earth changed suddenly, and the young man in white with a sword on his back took the hand of a little girl on the edge of a dense forest. Mo Miaomiao touched her little head and said, "Strange, strange! I dreamed when I stood in broad daylight? I was in a very beautiful place just now, why am I still here in a blink of an eye?"

Turning his head to look at Zhang Muliu, the young man picked up the little girl and said softly: "Ah!

Mo Miaomiao pouted and said, "No, yes, I'm not from your family, I'm from my grandfather's family." ”

The young man pouted as the little girl pouted, "Miao Miao doesn't want me anymore?"

The little girl blushed, put her head on Zhang Muliu's shoulder, took off her chin and poked the young man's shoulder. Then I heard a young man in white shouting as he walked away, "Okay! ”

Mo Miaomiao looked at the river flowing down and secretly smiled happily. Sure enough, he looks the most reassuring.

......

Qiao Yushan sat alone in the study and looked at the latest water potential map that Liang Guo gave him, frowning and thinking about how to sort out the flood. Take Yun Mengze and Peng Ze as examples, in the past, most of the floods were caused by the backflow of the river, but now it is the other way around, the water in the two Daze has skyrocketed, and the river water has continued to pour in, losing many predecessors, otherwise the people downstream will be sad to have a peaceful year.

After a while, the young man, who had the highest position in the world in terms of water control, rubbed his brows and turned to look out the window. The snow in Jinling is really a beautiful scenery in the world, but I don't know what happened to that kid now.

When he learned swords, Qiao Yushan and Qiao Lei were later considered to be Mr. Ma's disciples. When Zhang Muliu left home for the first time, Mr. Ma called the two to his side, and one of them gave a letter. said that whether he could help Zhang Muliu pass through his heart in the future depends on the two recipients.

The reason why Qiao Yushan was holding this letter was because of the "Cattle and Horse Collection" that was taken away, only he could see a few words written on it, "Kunshan drunken Taoist borrowing".

......

Chen Xinzuo went to Luoyang with the girl he liked, and most of the boys and girls were shy. Even if you are tired of being together every day, you will miss it very much if you don't see each other all night. But when they met the next day, they didn't know what to say, they just looked at each other and blushed at each other.

Zhang Muliu took a little girl to continue to swim upstream, missing a trip to Kunshan, which really saved a lot of time. I also have to change my skin, and the whole country, including the mountain where the Shan Zhenren is located, will definitely not give up with him.

In this world, the monks' methods are really endless, although they are a hodgepodge, but they can't stand everything but they are not proficient!

When it comes to reading, Zhang Muliu has always been so-so. Marksmanship? Where can I do it? It's nothing more than taking it and hitting people. Not to mention swordsmanship, Mr. Ma taught three tricks. However, now that I have stabilized my sword holding heart a little, I can learn swordsmanship slowly.

That night, when I went to a small town again, the little girl no longer had a light blue dress, and Zhang Muliu no longer wore a sword in white. An old man took his granddaughter and walked slowly to the city gate, with three big characters in front of his head: "Qiupu City!"

Zhang Muliu said with a smile: "You want to stop me here? Just use it to test the sword! When you come here, you have no reason to make a poem before you enter the city!"

Mo Miaomiao said strangely: "You can also compose poems, you won't be like the scholar in the small restaurant, right?"

Zhang Muliu, who looked like an old man, smiled and said, "What is he called a poem? He is a smooth mouth, and listen to me make a poem for you!"

Mo Miaomiao was full of anticipation and looked at Zhang Mu with a look of admiration.

Zhang Muliu was a little embarrassed, but he still said slowly:

"Qingtang rains, Ganzhou summer ends, and the remnants of the gun point at the north and the south letter. It smells bad when you send it, and it is difficult to sigh and walk in a dream. Borrowing the scoop fruit wine to think about drinking, so far I have stayed in Fan for 19 years, and the dust is half a silver plate, and I also celebrate! The whole robe, the wind and snow are dashing, and the red dust heart is refined!"

Mo Miaomiao learned from Zhang Muliu's appearance that day, pursed her lips, and said for a long time:

"Hmmm!"