When Zhang Ziming walked to the entrance of the Xiaoliang Mountain Range, there were already people in charge of the three prefectures waiting here.

The person in charge was the steward of the Liu Mansion, he smiled at Zhang Ziming and said, "The little brother is Zhang Ziming." The Xiaoliang Mountains are dangerous, and the little brother remembers to do what he can. ”

Zhang Ziming hugged his fists and thanked him, and then strode inside.

Zhang Ziming walked out of half a mile, saw the surrounding scenery, and couldn't help but sigh, this Xiaoliang Mountain Range is really different, most of the trees outside have withered, but here is still vibrant, just like early spring.

"You have to find an open place and release the fragrance butterflies. Zhang Ziming said to himself, "But here the trees are towering, the leaves cover the sky, and the vines are staggered, where is the emptiness..."

Zhang Ziming walked forward for dozens of meters, and suddenly heard the murmuring of water, looking for the sound and walking, only to see that he was on a cliff, and the torrent on the top of the mountain next to him was rushing down, and the water flow converged, forming a half-round clear pool under the top of the mountain.

It's an open space. Zhang Ziming was overjoyed, jumped over, and flew down the cliff.

Walking into Qingtan, I only feel that the water in the pool is crystal clear, and the fish and shrimp can be seen.

Zhang Ziming saw that the fish was fat and beautiful, he gurgled in his stomach, swallowed his saliva, and thought that it should take some time for the aroma to spread, so it was better to fill his stomach first. So he left the butterfly behind. Set up a pot to make a fire, catch fish and make soup.

After a while, the water vapor was boiling, the aroma was overflowing, Zhang Ziming's index finger moved, took out the wooden bowl and bamboo chopsticks in his bag, and was preparing to eat.

I saw a cold light flying in, the speed was like thunder and lightning, Zhang Ziming didn't look carefully, only to feel that the cold light flashed in front of him, and the wooden bowl in his hand had disappeared.

"The egret flies in front of the Xisai Mountain, and the peach blossom flowing water is fat for mandarin fish. This soup is delicious!" the voice was chic and free, and he was happy.

Zhang Ziming wondered in his heart, and hurriedly listened to the sound to search, only to see a young man in white under the moonlight, holding a sword in his left hand and holding Zhang Ziming's wooden bowl in his right hand, and the bowl was already empty.

Zhang Ziming said angrily: "If you want to drink soup, there is it here, why grab this bowl in my hand." ”

The young man in white laughed, walked up to Zhang Ziming, handed the wooden bowl to Zhang Ziming, clasped his hands, and said: "It's abrupt, it's really a delicious fish soup, I can't help it." ”

Zhang Ziming looked at the young man in white carefully, and felt that his eyebrows were delicate and his temperament was extraordinary, and when he saw the long sword in his hand, he secretly said in his heart, this will not be a test in the training camp in Sanfu, what should I do? The young master didn't tell me that there was such a test.

Seeing Zhang Ziming's silence, the young man in white clasped his hands together again and said, "I don't know, can I drink another bowl?"

"Oh, give. Zhang Ziming came back to his senses and handed the wooden bowl to the young man in white, and with a wave of his fingers, the fish soup in the pot gathered into a stream of water and flowed into the wooden bowl.

Zhang Ziming's eyes lit up, this young man in white looked young, but he was already able to drive away things, I am afraid that he and the young master are both in the middle of the best.

After thinking about it, if he is really a secret tester in Sanfu, I am afraid that ten of them will not be his opponent. No, the young master taught me that if you can't be a tough enemy, you have to outwit it, or I'll put some medicine in the soup.

The young man in white drank all the bowls, took a long sip, and saw Zhang Ziming with a complicated expression on the side, looking preoccupied, and asked: "This brother, why is his face solemn, but he is haunted by things?"

Zhang Ziming was stunned for a moment, is this a test? What should I say? If it is not right, will the meeting start a fight?

After all kinds of entanglement, I saw Zhang Ziming's face turn from white to red, and from red to purple, and he held back for a long time, and said in a hesitant manner: "You, are you the test examiner arranged by the three governments?"

The young man in white looked stunned, pursed his lips and smiled, "Hahahahaha, brother Tai is really interesting." The stars and moon twinkle in this smile, and the sun and moon tilt obliquely.

Zhang Ziming touched his head and laughed with him.

The young man in white took out a jade plate from his cuffs, handed it to Zhang Ziming, and said: "Although you and I meet in Pingshui, it can be regarded as fate, and this jade plate is given to Brother Tai as a gift of fish soup." ”

Zhang Ziming wanted to refuse, but who knew that the young man in white waved his cuffs, his long clothes fluttered, and he disappeared in the blink of an eye. If it weren't for the jade plaque on the rock, Zhang Ziming would really think it was a dream.

"This person is really free and easy, indulges in mountains and rivers, and moves as he likes, the so-called immortals, and his anger is nothing more than that. Zhang Ziming sighed in his heart, "I don't know if there will be a fate to see you again in the future." ”

Zhang Ziming patted his head, it was broken, and I don't know how long it had been at this time, it was time to release Xunxiang Butterfly to find the young master.

So he took out the black vial from his bosom, uncorked it, and saw a white butterfly slowly flying out of it.

This butterfly has slender antennae, black patterns on its wings, and its wings are spread out and are the size of a palm.

Xunxiang Butterfly first rotated around Zhang Ziming, and then stayed at Zhang Ziming's collar for a moment, as if he had received some kind of information, and slowly flew towards the depths of the deep forest.

Zhang Ziming was overjoyed, it seems that the young master left some kind of fragrance mark on me before, and this fragrant butterfly is really extraordinary.

So he quickened his pace and followed closely behind the fragrance butterfly.

Zhang Ziming followed the fragrance butterfly through a deep forest, it was already late at night, but there were many glowing plants in the forest that exuded a faint fragrance, with the faint light, walking through the forest without obstacles.

Zhang Ziming followed Xunxiang Butterfly out of the road for about three miles, wondering in his heart, could it be that the entrance of the young master into the mountain range was far away from me, otherwise why there was no trace.

I was a little impatient in my heart, and my confidence in Xunxiang Butterfly was also a little shaken.

Suddenly, Xunxiang Butterfly stopped and slowly flew to Zhang Ziming's side, Zhang Ziming saw this, took out the vial and put Xunxiang Butterfly in.

Could it be that the young master is nearby. Zhang Ziming shouted: "Young master, young master!", shouted a few times, but only startled the finch in the forest.

Zhang Ziming sat on the vine with his buttocks, depressed, the young master doesn't seem to be here, why does the search for the fragrance butterfly fail, how can I find the young master.

After thinking about it again, no, the young master should have been here originally, otherwise why would Xun Xiangdie bring me here, could it be that the young master was in danger!

Zhang Ziming was thinking crankily in his mind, and suddenly a face appeared upside down in front of Zhang Ziming's eyes.

Zhang Ziming was shocked by what he saw, and he didn't have time to take a closer look, only to feel that the faces he saw, his long hair fluttering, and his face was pale.

Shouting: "Hell, ..."

At the same time, the corners of the man's face and mouth lifted slightly, and he let out a strange laugh.

When Zhang Ziming heard the voice, he didn't dare to look directly, although he was scared in his heart, his fists and feet were not slow, and he still punched in the direction of the person's face.

With a fist in the air, I only heard a girl's voice and said with a smile: "It's the little brother who eats sugar gourds, and Yueyue is scared of the little brother." ”

Zhang Ziming listened, and then hurriedly turned his head, only to see that the person in front of him was not the little girl in purple who he met by the river that day.