Xiao Hancheng finally worshiped the master, and a fire was built for him in the yard, and several people sat and chatted, and after a while, they all became snowmen.

Fang Cong was very happy to call the little master, but she didn't dare to show her happiness in front of Zhang Muliu, so she had to run over and pull the young man's ear, sneered and said, "Your master has said it, but if I am willing to apprentice, I am the senior sister, do you have any opinions?"

Liu Gong was not convinced, but he kicked Fang Cong on the ground, saying that your Jindan is paper paste in front of me, and Miss Ben is a Jindan monk at the age of eleven.

The great disciple of the founding mountain who was not in a position had to look at his master bitterly, but where was Zhang Muliu willing to deal with him, he just asked Han Cheng about trivial matters recently.

The little guy who is a year older is still a little guy, and he has been practicing swords for a long time, but it is just the three tricks that Mr. Ma taught Zhang Muliu, and Zhang Muliu taught Han Cheng.

Hold the sword, block the sword, and draw the sword.

Han Cheng said that he could help the white shopkeeper pull guests, so the white shopkeeper would give him three big coins every day, saying that he could save it by himself and buy whatever he wanted in the future.

In fact, Bai Xi gave Han Cheng fifty Tongbao money every month, and it was all spent in the account, but Han Cheng was too young, and Bai Xi was not at ease to give him so much money.

The little boy said that the master would wait first, ran to the house by himself and ran back quickly, and when he came out, he held a linen package in his hand, and handed it to Zhang Muliu with a smile.

The young man in white smiled, and said in his heart that this apprenticeship is ready?

Slowly opened the package, and it was a small package that was soft to the touch, but not very good.

Zhang Muliu smiled dumbly, turned his head and asked, "I won't open this package, there is another one in it, right?"

Han Cheng scratched his head, "Master open it and see, the white shopkeeper refuses to give me my salary, I can only rely on saving three Tongbao money every day to buy things, although it is not valuable, but you will definitely like it." ”

The young man smiled and opened the small package, which was a very small and delicate wine cup, the whole body was snow-white and translucent, warm and moist like jade.

Zhang Muliu said helplessly: "It's not worth it? Honestly, how much did you spend to buy it?"

Han Cheng scratched his head and said with a smile: "It's really worthless, it's an old flower in the city, I will give him some steamed buns every day, and he treats this wine cup as a treasure." One day he said he was leaving, and whoever gave him a thousand Tongbao money, he would sell him. It's just that I got a discount, only three hundred dollars. ”

Zhang Muliu smiled angrily: "Don't do this kind of thing next time, although this wine cup is worth more than three hundred yuan, but you little guy, you must have spent all your savings, right?"

The little boy scratched his head again and said with a smile, "Does the master like it?"

Zhang Muliu lifted the wine gourd and poured a glass, smiled after drinking it, stretched out his hand and patted Han Cheng's head, and said, "Of course I like it, but you must not learn to be a drunkard like me!"

The young man looked at Han Cheng, then at Liu Gong, and then remembered Demon Ling, Mo Miaomiao, and his own daughter. I can't stop smiling for no reason.

That Xiaoyao Mountain, it must no longer be called Xiaoyao Mountain, the place where the mountain is located must be in Tongzhou, not too far from home, nor too close to Xiaozhu Mountain. In fact, Zhang Muliu has a place in his heart, a deep mountain at the back of Tongzhou, there are no people in a radius of 100 miles, if he said that he wanted to occupy that piece of land, he didn't need his godfather to help speak, with his current reputation, the Song court rushed to send it.

As for the fall of Xiaoyao Mountain, it will be renamed Muqiu Mountain or Qiumu Mountain, and Qiushui still has the final say.

Zhang Muliu is a little complacent, look at our name.

After that, when I reported my home with others, I couldn't say Xiaozhushan anymore, I had to say Mu Qiushan Zhang Muliu or Qiumu Mountain Zhang Muliu.

Why does it sound a little awkward?

It's just that there are still some poor and white, and I don't get any gifts that I can get. knocked on a mountain in Liangguo, and when the time comes, I will go to Chang'an, so I have to get some benefits. Of course, the Xiao Qiu Mansion in Luoyang City can't be forgotten, Shi Jiaming's guy has to make him bleed.

Zhang Muliuxin said, who made you all rich, but I am a mountain and mud leg.

Sighing for no reason, the young man laughed and drank.

Liqiushui and Jiang Mohang, in fact, have said similar things, but Zhang Muliu didn't listen. Not to mention that the two of them had something to say, Qiao Yushan waited for ten years, and actually wanted to say something similar.

In fact, everyone wants to persuade Zhang Muliu, and now they are going around to visit the old man, which is still a little early.

Some of the less eye-catching scenery on the road, passers-by will want to see the end when they see the beginning. It's like leaving my hometown last year, a seedling broke through the soil on the side of the road, and I returned to my hometown this year, but whenever I pass by that place, I naturally want to take a look.

If Zhang Muliu comes back after 20 years, it will be normal. But now he is in a hurry to visit his old friends, and he is anxious to find a place for a group of little guys and people close to him to find a place to live, which gives people the feeling of just two words.

Farewell.

In the eyes of those who are familiar with Zhang Muliu, this is saying goodbye to everyone.

It's not the kind that wants to go away again, it's the kind that seems to never come back.

So in the small house by Hongdu Lake, He Zitang would say those words to the sleepy Zhang Muliu.

"Master?" Han Cheng shouted softly.

The young man came back to his senses, poured a sip of wine, and beckoned Liu Gong and Fang Cong over. Dressed in white, he sat alone, with three rounds of the rising sun beside him.

Zhang Muliu looked at Liu Gong first, and said with a smile: "Your kid is most similar to me, looking at the thief, but he is actually an honest man." The three words of honest man were originally a beautiful word, but now they are a little ambiguous. The most common thing I hear people say is that honest people are really useless people. I want to tell you today that no matter what others do, we have to have a scale in our hearts, weigh it when we encounter problems, and then do it according to our hearts. At that time, whether it's right or wrong, other people's words are fart, as long as there is nothing in the way. ”

Then he looked at Han Cheng and said softly: "Han Cheng'er is a hard-working child, but there is more than one hard-working child in the world. I hope that whatever happens to you in the future, you will be the same as you were when you faced me. Don't think about the pros and cons first, think about whether I can do it, if I have to do it, ask for my best. If you don't want to do it, don't do it. It's just that one day, you will find that what you thought very clearly before is not what you originally thought when you arrive in front of you. You will find that there are many things that you don't do if you want to, and don't do if you don't want to. In fact, many truths in the world are very right, and the difference lies in which side you stand on. As I once heard someone say, 'Freedom is not something you can do if you want to, but something you don't want to do.' ”

Han Cheng nodded, Zhang Mu turned his head to look at Fang Cong, and the young man shook his head and said, "You will follow me for a long time, maybe one day it will be difficult for me to return to my hometown, but you will return to your hometown alone, will you still be the current Fang Cong at that time?"

The girl frowned and asked, "Why is it so difficult for you to return to your hometown?"

Zhang Muliu replied to the question, and said with a smile: "Who can say things in the world clearly? I hope that whether I'm by your side or not, whether you've grown into a big girl or not, you remember one thing. ”

Fang Cong nodded, and the young man continued: "It's naturally good to think that my life is up to me, but those who can rely on it, rest assured to rely on it." No matter how much I want to carry, my shoulders are only a palm's width. ”

The young man in white poured a sip of wine and reached out to catch the snowflakes, but the snowflakes melted as soon as they started.

"When I am here, I must have carried these things first, and who made me old and tall? If I am gone, whoever is the tallest among you will carry it. At that point, you'll really be on your own. ”

Liu Gong frowned and said: "Master, what do you mean by this? How can you say some frustrating words, what is not there, I will become a sword immortal in the future, this is what I promised you, and you will have to worry about me when I marry my daughter-in-law." ”

Fang Cong and Han Cheng rolled their eyes, and Zhang Muliu smiled angrily: "Are you thinking about marrying a daughter-in-law?"

The young man smiled and began to snap his fingers, "Sister Cai'er is a must, and the rest of the space will be reserved first." ”

Zhang Muliu wanted to cover his head, but his family was unfortunate! This little rabbit cub never thought of marrying only one daughter-in-law from the beginning.

Fang Cong didn't say a word since Fang Cai, and then she secretly said: "Don't be sad!"

The young man did not refute it, because it was indeed a little sad.

The closer you get to your hometown, the sadder you feel. Before I knew it, I had been in this world for twenty years and had grown up. But when you grow up, you will definitely grow old.

The big guys felt that he was a little depressed and had a sense of farewell.

They guessed right, Zhang Muliu was really not sure if he would come back alive on his next trip to his hometown.

Now there are people who are so killed, after the completion of the mountain, Bai Lu crosses the catastrophe, the mountain that has not yet thought about whether it is called Muqiu Mountain or Qiumu Mountain, will definitely become the target of the public, once the people behind it know that Zhang Mu is away from his hometown, there will be many setbacks on the road.

Zhang Muliu stretched out his hand and pressed Fang Onion's head, and said helplessly: "This is the first time I've been in a hurry to accept apprentices, and you still don't want to do it." ”

The girl muttered, "You don't wear the shoes I put so much effort to make, why should I worship you as a master." ”

Zhang Muliu smiled bitterly and said to Han Cheng, "Are you going to follow me, or will you go later." ”

The little boy thought for a while, smiled and said, "Then I'll wait for the master to return to his hometown next time, and then go to the master's mountain." If it takes a long time, then I will grow up and go to walk the rivers and lakes, and then I will not be afraid that the master will dislike me. ”

Zhang Muliu shook his head with a smile, stood up and said to himself:

"It's winter again, I'm like snow, and snow is like poplar flowers. ”

............

Luoyang City still didn't go, Zhang Muliu only wrote two letters to the past, one to Zhang Tengshuang and them, and one to Shi Jiaming.

In the small courtyard behind the bun shop, Chen Xinzuo went back with a letter, and Boss Chen, who was already a little old, was crying with a sad face at this time.

Xu Wanhe smiled and asked, "What's wrong? Who smashed your pot? Look at this appearance, I don't know how I think you bullied others." ”

Chen Xinzuo sighed, handed over the envelope in his hand, and said depressedly: "Big brother has sent a letter, I don't think I will come to Luoyang." Look at this envelope, it says Tengshuang personally opened, the eldest brother is really eccentric!"

A girl ran out of the house with a whoosh, snatched the envelope, and said proudly, "What's the matter? That's my brother! ”

Xu Wanhe couldn't cry or laugh, these two guys were jealous for a letter, thanks to Zhang Yu's absence. Otherwise, don't make a mess.

Zhang Tengshuang opened the envelope with a smile, glanced at it, and then handed it to Chen Xinzuo with a pout, "Na, I'll tell you first." ”

Chen Xinzuo took the letter with a smile, and just glanced at it, as if there was a spit splashing out of between the lines.

The letter said: "Boss Chen is making a lot of money now, and he is so angry? I haven't been to Zhuolu once in the past year, how can I cheat someone else's daughter, and I will be a white-eyed wolf? If I see you in Xiaozhushan, I will break your legs." ”

Chen Xinzuo wiped his face, as if he was wiping the spit star that splashed Zhang Muliu's face.

The young man smiled bitterly and said, "I'm fucking wronged!"

Shi Jiaming received the letter over there, and when he took it, he scolded him with his head and face, "Zhang Muliu, you have a long fucking ability? You don't come to see me when you come to Luoyang? Our friendship over the years is over, you are really not a fucking thing!"

When I opened the envelope, the first sentence was: "I have a daughter-in-law, a daughter, two apprentices, and I have to stand on my own. If it's less, don't take it out and be embarrassed, and our buddy friendship will come to an end. Besides, your Great Commander Shi is a rich man, so it shouldn't be a big problem to casually take a long sword with a famous sword on the sword list as a gift, right?"

Shi Jiaming's flesh trembled angrily, and he scolded: "The surname is Zhang, Lao Tzu knows you now, don't run away when you see me." ”

Although he kept scolding, the former commander couldn't stop laughing. Because the letter said: "I have benefited a lot from this trip to Zhanbu Continent, and I have become a sword cultivator and a distraction realm." ”

A white-clothed swordsman took a man and a woman with swords on their backs, and took a passenger ship to Tonggu Pass. The three of them looked at the confluence of the two rivers from afar, the young man drinking, and the young man and the girl each frowning.

As soon as Liu Gong stopped, he lit a bag of cigarettes, spit out a smoke ring at this time, and wondered: "What's the water dripping in this river?

Fang Cong glared at him, and said lightly: "Haven't you heard of the water of the Yellow River coming from the sky of the poet immortal? ”

The young man pulled the corners of his mouth and nodded, not daring to talk back!

The two had already competed before, although Fang Cong still didn't apprentice, but Liu Gong was already willing to be the second senior brother and not compete with Fang Cong for the position of boss.

A few nights ago, the two secretly went outside to fight, and after a while, Liu Gong became a pig's face, and Fang Onion was very considerate and took out a high-grade medicinal wine. Since then, Liu Gong has given up the position of senior brother.

So although he has not yet apprenticed, Liu Gong has already called a senior sister quite smoothly.

Zhang Muliu said with a smile: "Don't really say it, I can't figure out the water of the Yellow River, it's about this big river." ”

The young man turned his head to look north, and within a few hundred miles was the Fengling Ferry. Liu Xiaobei said that he couldn't go even if he was killed, so he wouldn't go.

There is a deceased family, the four continents in the world, several small continents, almost everyone knows what he did. It is also thanks to that one, the young people and girls in the world, who longed for the rivers and lakes when they were young.

The gentleman had a book that said: "When we first met at the Fengling Ferry, we met someone for the first time. ”

Zhang Muliu really wanted to go for a walk, but since Liu Xiaobei said it, he had to endure it.

This Tonggu Pass, since ancient times, has been a battleground for soldiers, several battles are here, and the Song State has a lot of troops here.

If they were dressed in ordinary clothes, these soldiers would not bother to ask, and they would be allowed to leave when the city gates were opened. But Zhang Muliu was carrying two swords, and it was difficult not to let people check it.

Liu Gong's kid walked proudly, and was about to take out the sword token, glared at Zhang Muliu, and walked back.

Zhang Muliu smiled and said to the guards guarding the city: "I am a Song person, the old land of Qiuchi, and a native of Qiaoxi County, Tongzhou. ”

The guards of the city originally disliked it, the kid in the green shirt with a sword on his back was too annoying, but when he heard that the young man in white with a hosta on his head was from Tongzhou, he immediately had a smiling face.

"Since this prince is from Tongzhou, can you know our Lord Jianhou?" said one of the soldiers.

Zhang Muliu smiled faintly, "Tongzhou is such a big place, and they are all related to each other, so they naturally know each other." ”

With a sentence of kinship, he immediately asked the guards guarding the city to relax their vigilance, and they didn't ask Fang Cong and Liu Gong, and let them go with a smile.

Fang Cong was puzzled: "You are so popular in Song Kingdom?"

The young man shook his head and said with a smile: "Where is it popular, it's just that they think that their own marquis has gone to Liang Country and will immediately become a prince, with a long face." ”

What kind of atmosphere a country is can be seen here.

If it were those ordinary small countries, they would definitely scold Zhang Muliu for being a traitor.

Zhang Muliu sighed, Tongguguan is here, but what are you doing here? No one is telling him now. If he wants to see Liu Xiaobei again, at least a hundred years have passed, Zhang Muliu doesn't feel that the female sword immortal is lying to himself.

Walking around the street, Zhang Muliu found that there were many soldiers on this street. Those who drank together, went to some fireworks alleys, took off their armor, and walked around in a thick red shirt. I didn't see the people disgusted, that Emperor Zhao Kai, he governed the country well!

found a stall at random, and the three of them each asked for a meat bun, which was sandwiched by the fire. After just one bite, Fang Cong and Liu Gong were about to cry.

Liu Gong chewed heavily, and his speech was slurred, "Master, senior sister, this is too delicious!"

As he spoke, he ran to the old woman who was selling meat and steamed buns, and said loudly, "Old woman, bring me ten more." ”

The old woman smiled and said, "Eat slowly, I'll make it for you after you finish eating, you feel delicious now, and if you eat too much, it will become unpalatable." ”

Zhang Muliu looked at the old man, and said in his heart that age is really the best light, and the road of life is really the best book.

Whether it is a monk or a mortal, when the time is approaching, there will always be something that is not easy to see. Those elderly mortals, who are good at the wood, export at will, but in Zhang Muliu's ears, they are comparable to poets and immortals, comparable to Suzi.

Zhang Muliu asked for a bowl of cold skin each, and the old woman still sold it in winter. In the Qinlong area, pasta is indispensable on the dinner table, and cold skin is sold all year round.

After Liu Gong's stomach was bulging, Zhang Muliu asked the old woman, "Old woman, how many years have you been in Tongguguan?"

The old man smiled and said: "It's time to beat the birth of the child, my wife doesn't have any skills, so she will cook some food, and seeing that the soil is buried to the root of her neck, she has never taken a step out of this county." ”

Zhang Muliu said with a smile: "That's the blessing of the old man, and he doesn't have to be displaced for the rest of his life." ”

The old woman smiled and said that this young man was really good at talking, so Zhang Muliu asked, "Has the old woman heard of Liu Xiaobei?"

The old woman brought three bowls of hot soup and said with a smile, "I don't think anyone in our locals knows about it." This name sounds vulgar and cheesy, but it is a goddess who we have passed on by word of mouth. According to legend, I don't know how many years ago, the river was blocked by a big monster, seeing that the Weishui and the river were not connected, and the flood was about to hit the Tonggu Pass, it was the goddess who slaughtered the monster with a long sword, so that our people survived. Later, the ancestors wanted to build a temple for her and make a golden body, but the goddess was unwilling, so we passed it on by word of mouth and remembered her in our hearts. ”

The young man was relieved, and if she said this, she said that this was not a lie.

The peace of mind is my hometown.

Zhang Muliu asked again: "Then what strange things have happened in our county recently?"

The old man sighed, "Don't ask around, don't ask, let's leave as soon as you're done eating." ”

The young man nodded, and said no more.

When leaving, Liu Gong carried a large bag of meat buns, stuffed one in his mouth, carried a dozen in his arms, and held one in each hand.

Fang Cong wanted to kick this guy into the river to feed the fish.

Zhang Muliu took a sip of wine, but in fact, he kept thinking, why did that sword fairy sister have to let her come to Tonggu Pass?

The young man paused suddenly, took out a piece of yellow paper from his cuff, and scratched it, and in a short time there was a golden talisman. Zhang Muliu used his aura to trigger the talisman, and the talisman in his hand instantly seemed to have fallen into an ink jar, turning into a pitch-black piece of paper.

Fang Cong was puzzled, "Is there anything weird?"

Zhang Muliu pondered for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "Where the ancient battlefield is, countless deaths have been made. At present, it is about to go down, or solve the misfortune, or recommend death. This is the soul of the underbelly, and the winter clothes have not been collected!"

Liu Gong scratched his head and asked, "Do you mean there will be ghosts?"

The young man in white shook his head, on the day of the Winter Clothes Festival, there will be people who will send clothes to this underground soul, and if they don't receive it, someone will interfere with it. This is someone who wants to sacrifice the people of a city!

Zhang Muliu walked straight to the City God Temple, stepping in, without hiding his sword intent at all. The city god took the civil and military judges, the gods of the underworld, day and night, trembling and trembling to the front of the palace.

The city god hunched over and stammered, "No...... I don't know what the Sword Immortal Lord is doing?"

Zhang Muliu sneered: "A small county city god, the title is just to show Youbo, there is no shortage of six departments and six divisions, why not set up twenty-six divisions?"

Wu Juan frowned and stepped forward, shouting: "Where is the person?

Zhang Muliu just sneered and said, "Why don't you invite Ganliu Divine Position?"

Seeing that the military judge was about to choke again, Chenghuang hurriedly stepped forward and said helplessly: "The sword immortal sensed the yin qi in this place and came to ask for the sin, right?"

Fang Cong and Liu Gong arrived at this time, and the two looked at the City God Temple as if they were going to the court, and they couldn't help but pull the corners of their mouths.

What a fucking pomp.

Zhang Muliu said in a deep voice: "I was just passing by here, and when I saw the yin qi being monstrous, I asked you, what is going on?"

Chenghuang sighed and said with a wry smile: "Sword Immortal doesn't know, I am indeed only an earl, and there is no name and surname in the Daomen and Confucianism, but in this ancient battlefield, I don't have such a division, and I really can't be busy." On the day of the winter clothes, someone from the government specially sent clothes to these deceased, but for some reason, they didn't receive it. Now I am also anxious, I have sent letters to the academy several times, and I have also asked the Song court for help, but even if they come, it will not have much effect. ”

Wen Juan was silent on the side, and Wu Ju was angry. The officials of the underworld did not dare to come out, and the day and night wandering gods were more like watching a play.

Zhang Muliu suddenly laughed and said, "What does it matter to me if they live or die?"

After speaking, he turned around and went out, Fang Cong and Liu Gong were confused.

Only then did the judge sneer and said, "What is the leader of the Divine Continent, the person who sells his reputation and reputation." ”

Everyone in the temple turned their heads to look at Judge Wen, who then sneered, "That person is the sword candidate of the Song Kingdom, Zhang Chopping and Chopping back and forth between the two continents. ”

Lord Chenghuang poured cold water on his head, and when he turned around to drink, the two judges beside him were already holding a long sword against their foreheads.

Zhang Muliu went and returned, stepping into the City God Temple, his face gloomy like water.

"Who did it, do you want me to ask myself?"