Originally, she was just taking a little girl, but who knew that when she went to Shengshenzhou all the way, there were a lot of people in a daze, and she was tied up with a meat ticket.

Zhang Muliu has done a lot of things about stealing chickens and touching dogs, but with the dream realm for 3,000 years, it is the first time to kidnap a ticket.

Fang Cong was afraid that he would be taken to the cabin by the dragon, so he was reluctant to leave the deck. Even when the ferry was running at night, she was just hiding on the back deck.

A group of people is not suitable for taking the ferry to Shengshenzhou, after all, there are too many people, and it is difficult to protect and have accidents. So I had to take this nuclear boat back home. But after passing the Penny Continent, you will arrive at the East China Sea of the world, which is equivalent to the east of Sumeru Mountain, and go straight to the northeast to Shengshen Continent.

There are few islands on this way to the north, and the nuclear boat can only rest in the sea.

Fang Onion's brutal measures actually hurt Long Da a lot. Although the tortoise shell is a foreign object, it has long been adhered to the dragon, and removing the armor is equivalent to peeling the skin. Long Da has a total of three multicolored dragon scales on his body, according to Zhang Muliu's estimate, that is where his lifeline is, after pulling it out to Fang Cong, it is similar to the human race losing a soul.

So this guy can't be a coolie anymore, healing in the cabin all day, and occasionally coming out to scare Fang Onion.

Xu still doesn't come out to meet people, and he doesn't know what he's doing. Zhang Lan's father and daughter have completely become the queen chefs of Demon Ling, and every meal is full of tricks, which makes the little girl very happy.

Yu Qian often drank the free wine from Zhang Lan's wine shop, and then hit the railing with his head mallet, taking a sip of a cool bead girl.

And the one-armed Jiang Huang, like Zhang Muliu, has never been to the cabin once, and has been practicing swords on the deck, and when he is tired, he asks Zhang Muliu for a few bowls of wine to drink.

It is mid-autumn at dawn, and the birthday of Qiushui has arrived, but he is still floating on the sea, and when he lands on Shengshenzhou, it is estimated that it will be another round of crescent moon.

It is said that the moon is round on the fifteenth, but in fact, on the night of the fourteenth of August, the moon is also good.

Jiang Huang's sword play was too annoying, Zhang Muliu walked over and handed over a wine bag, and the one-armed swordsman poured a few mouthfuls, and fell down before he could dance the sword a few times.

Zhang Muliuxin said that it was finally quiet, and sighed and picked up the one-armed swordsman, thinking about throwing it to the cabin and waking him up tomorrow morning.

At this moment, Fang Onion, who had been on the rear deck, ran to the galley to look for something, and saw a one-armed young man in white carrying a one-armed young man to the cabin through the gap.

The second ancestor of Juluzhou was so frightened that his hands trembled, and he covered his mouth and didn't dare to make a sound.

She said in her heart: "No wonder this guy wants to give me to that fish as a daughter-in-law, so he is so good?"

Fang Scallion hurriedly shook his head, stole a chicken leg and ran back to the back deck.

The girl curled up in the corner, and kept raising her hand to hold her chest.

You just need to know this secret, but you must not tell it, otherwise you will definitely kill that black-hearted swordsman.

This girl, who has almost been held in her mouth until she is fifteen years old, dragged Zhang Hanshu to change into a dress that says green is not green and green is not green. It's like the color of the leftover grass for cattle and sheep to eat when the northland grassland is about to enter winter, and it is yellow and green.

For the first time, Fang Cong felt that the chicken thighs were so delicious, and while opening his mouth to tear, he wiped his tears, and he didn't dare to cry out if he was aggrieved.

Zhang Muliu appeared on the rear deck like a ghost, and said to the girl with pear blossoms and rain, and the oily corners of her mouth: "Go to sleep." ”

Fang Shallot cried out, and a large ball of meat fell straight out. She cried and said, "I don't want to sleep with you." ”

The young man in white held his forehead with his hand, what is this?

Zhang Muliu sighed, walked to the far edge of the deck, took off the swimmer and leaned against the railing, turned over and sat on the railing, one leg drooping overboard, and the other foot stepping on the gang.

After taking off the wine gourd and taking a sip of wine, Zhang Muliu asked, "Why do you want to fight the demon ling? Why do you pull out the dragon's big scales." ”

The girl wiped her tears and looked oily.

She gritted her teeth, and said in her heart that we would not obey it. You bullshit swordsman, when my grandfather sends someone, I'll dismantle you, and I'll take you back to feed the dogs.

But when the white-clothed swordsman glanced at it, Fang Cong was a little scared, because his eyes were extremely cold.

Fang Cong kept sobbing, but showed a slightly cruel look, "Why does she hurt, why do you hurt her?"

The sentence was confusing, but Zhang Muliu understood.

The young man in white took another sip of wine and said coldly: "From today on, you have to follow me for a long time, not a year or two, but more than ten years." I'm not afraid that your family will come looking for you, if you have a backer, I won't have it?"

Fang Cong cried again and choked up, "What are you doing with me?"

Zhang Muliu said: "Your cultivation has been imprisoned by me with secret methods, I have self-confidence, and no one can solve it under the tribulation." Therefore, after arriving at Shengshen Continent, I will send them away first, and only take you to my hometown on foot. If you want to eat, you have to do it yourself, and if you want to buy something, you have to earn your own money. At the end of the day, whatever you want to do, you're on your own. ”

Hearing this, Fang Cong hurriedly took out a small purse from his arms, poured out a spring and handed it to Zhang Muliu, choked and said, "I have money, can I buy food and drink with you?"

The young man shook his head, and with a wave of his hand, he took away the purse and the spring in Fang Onion's hand.

The girl was stunned, and then suddenly cried heartbreakingly, and the strength from nowhere suddenly got up and ran towards Zhang Muliu, with teeth and claws as if to tear Zhang Muliu apart. But a slender hand pressed her head, and she could only roar in place.

Fang Cong cried and scolded at the same time, his voice was a little hoarse.

"The surname is Zhang, what kind of thing are you? Do you really think you are a sword immortal? Don't you just want money? I will give you all the bag of money, you let me go! You let me go!"

has been spoiled for 14 years, because her family is too pampered, she has always been able to get what she wants. Everything was right for her.

After roaring like this for more than half an hour, the girl couldn't make the slightest sound. Zhang Muliu pushed it to the deck with a slight force, and then picked You Fang and inserted it beside her, and said lightly: "From today on, you will carry a sword for me." But if you can take this sword and hurt me even a single hair, I will let you go, and I will do what I say. ”

Fang Cong's eyes became ruthless, he got up and pulled You Fang out with both hands, distorting his face, as if he wanted to kill Zhang Muliu with all his strength. But when the sword reached the side of the white-clothed young man, two fingers stretched out to clamp the tip of the sword, no matter how hard Fang Cong tried, it was useless.

The girl suddenly seemed to have been drained of her strength, and sat on the ground and cried silently.

Because I can't cry anymore.

Zhang Muliu untied the leather sheath behind his back and put it beside the girl, ignoring the crying girl, and went straight to the front deck.

On the rear deck, a woman in green, who seemed to have no hope left, sat slumped and wept.

Zhang Muliu knew that tonight would be the most desperate night since Fang Onion grew so big.

But he just wanted her to know that nothing was easy.

Without her father and mother to accompany her, it is not a reason for her to trample on the things that others cherish at will.

Bai Qilin said, "Isn't it a bit too much?"

Zhang Muliu didn't speak, walked to the front deck, still in the same posture, and drank to the moon.

There is a word called upbringing, and Zhang Muliu thinks that it should actually be upbringing.

He once told Shi Jiaming a story in Luoyang City, compared to Fang Cong, that woman was much more miserable.

There will always be some people who think that they have seen the world in a hot and cold state, but their lives are not satisfactory, will put the sentence "My heart is good, but the world is turbid".

Zhang Muliu also thought that he had been deeply fouled for a long time, and no matter how he was, he would not be able to wash it off. But the holy lotus on Lotus Boat Island, the purple petals shone brightly, giving him the answer.

The world is unstained, and the heart is pure.

When mortals are born, they are all blank papers, and it is difficult to determine whether they are black or white.

Everyone will be stained by the people around them and the place they are. But on the way to growing up, isn't it a process of finding yourself?

On a moonlit night, I can only help myself ask myself, what I have done in the past, good or bad.

Fang onion, why not himself?

Zhang Muliu twisted the spring that Fang Shallot took out of his purse, and poured another sip of wine.

Wine and sword seem to have never been separated. It's just that I can only express myself. If you come back in the future, you must be with Liqiushui, and you must learn a few tricks from Heiru.

I laughed for no reason as I drank it, and said in my heart that the soldier monk with a golden mace in his hand was not as black as the book said?

Zhang Muliu made a small deal with that senior.

Zhanbuzhou's use of the boiling noodle pond as the thread will provoke an uproar based on the large and small dynasties of a continent and the head of the monk mountain. There will be no reckoning, but the money that has been swallowed for 20 years must be spit out, and the things that have a bad conscience must be made up in other ways, either by contributing money or by contributing.

And the entire Zhanbu Continent, people with weak hearts or mountains, will slowly jump out.

And Penny Island, with the Aries Palace as the chicken, wants to make this penny on the sea that can be regarded as a continent for 20 years ago, and everyone in the older generation is in danger. Until this thin penny island is turned into a penny that can really support a boat.

Zhang Muliu actually knew that the Two Realms Mountain, where his father was located, couldn't last long. A hundred years at a minimum, a thousand years at most, and the world will be wide open.

Therefore, Zhang Muliu agreed with the soldier monk in Slender Penny Continent that if he found what he wanted within a hundred years, the burly man would make a move for Xiaozhushan.

After taking a sip of wine, looking up at the moon, and then turning his head to look at the deck at the stern of the ship, Zhang Muliu said to himself:

"The cold moon is sad, and the green onion is sad. ”

Zhang Lan walked slowly and said with a smile: "The weather of the Mountain Lord Sword Immortal is really good, but he almost wrote poetry. ”

It turned out that it wasn't just Zhang Lan who came out, Zhang Hanshu walked to the stern of the boat, and cast a small spell to make Fang Cong sleep, and then he carried the girl to the cabin, and glared at Zhang Muliu fiercely before going down the stairs.

Yu Qian also ran out, sitting in front of the tea table and smirking.

Zhang Lan suddenly looked serious, and said to Zhang Muliu: "I haven't heard about Zhang Chopping on the islands on the sea, but it seems that this has slowly spread across the continents. Someone wants to kill the mountain master, right?"

The young Taoist priest echoed: "Some boring people like to make some genius lists. Now it seems that there is a tendency to push Brother Zhang to the first place in the younger generation of Shengshenzhou. ”

Zhang Muliu shook his head and smiled, and said indifferently: "These people will talk nonsense, and if they talk about others, I can't beat my daughter-in-law." ”

Yu Qian's face was strange, and he said in his heart, "That sister-in-law, how powerful is it?"

The young man in white stood up, looked at the moon in the sky, and said with a smile: "Fifty thousand miles ahead, there seems to be a reef, and even if the tide rises, there will be a few stones exposed. When the time comes, let's see if there is a wind in that place, and if there is, then we will ask Long Da and Xiaobai to go fishing, and I will cook it myself, and we will have a festival, right?"

Zhang Lan smiled and said, "Then I'll make moon cakes for the big guys." ”

The young Taoist priest had a strange face, he really didn't know how to do anything, but everyone had to show his cooking skills, how could he be indifferent? So he sneered, "Have you ever eaten pork stewed vermicelli?"

A woman in white with a dragon horn slowly got on the boat, and she was not inferior to Zhang Hanshu at all.

Zhang Muliu quipped: "Xiaobai is willing to turn into a human body, but it's rare!

The two of them looked at the white unicorn in unison and grew their mouths.

Bai Qilin said something that surprised Zhang Muliu. She said:

"Zhang Muliu, give me a name. ”

Zhang Muliu smiled: "How about calling it cabbage?"

The white unicorn squinted and sneered.

Frightened, Zhang Muliu hurriedly said, "It's called Bai Lu, right?"

The Antlers Woman really laughed.

In fact, Zhang Muliu thought about it, named it Cabbage, and hurriedly named Qing Ye Qingzhu when he went back.

But if you arch it, won't it be done?

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

The steamed bun shop in Luoyang City is not open today, Zhang Tengshuang and Xu Wanhe are shopping, and Zhang Yu and Chen Xinzuo are carrying things behind.

If a woman is on the edge of the street, there will inevitably be many things.

If you are wealthy, you may buy something that looks good and is slightly valuable. Even if you are not very rich, you will buy a lot of radish and cabbage and go back.

In fact, since the business in Chen Xin's left hand has started, several people have never been short of money in their hands.

A few days ago, Shi Jiaming was specially placed in the most conspicuous position on the newly opened and extremely best-selling paper, called the Gossip Newspaper. It's all about what the young ruler did that day and who he said to whom.

Among the several people, Chen Xinzuo was the oldest, and he arranged for Zhang Tengshuang to follow Shi Jiaming for a day to write about the life of a young leader.

At that time, the woman who was like frost in front of outsiders was extremely reluctant. The heart said that why should he write? Writing a city south of the osmanthus blossom is better than this.

But Chen Xinzuo can't be strong, so he can only listen to Boss Chen's orders.

So at this time, Zhang Tengshuang bought a lot of things, all of which were carried by Chen Xinzuo, and Zhang Yu was stunned and didn't dare to help.

Zhang Yu knows that in this world, except for Zhang Muliu, no one can cure this little girl.

Xu Wanhe pulled Zhang Tengshuang's arm and asked with a smile, "Did you say that Brother Shi likes you?"

Zhang Tengshuang rolled her eyes and said with a smile: "Otherwise, Sister Wanhe won't sleep with me tonight?"

Two young girls frolicked in front of them, one scratching each other's crunching nests, and the other touching each other's little faces, attracting passers-by.

What is the best in the world?

It is like spring water moisturizing things, silent and beautiful.

It's like a pink bud, ashamed but pitiful.

It's like a girl dancing on the long street, and pedestrians look sideways.

Zhang Tengshuang suddenly paused, looked straight ahead, and his eyes became gloomy. She gritted her teeth at an old man in front of her who was wearing black cloth shoes and had yellow teeth, and said, "Old dog, how dare you come?"

The old man sighed and said, "Why is there no politeness at all? Grandpa doesn't know what to call?"

Zhang Yu stepped forward in a few steps, protected the two women, and said coldly: "There are a group of elders in Xiaozhushan, but we only don't recognize you, Chen Shucheng." ”

Chen Xinzuo walked slowly in front of Chen Shucheng, clenched his fist and punched the old man in the face. The envoy of the Song State of the Xiao Qiu Mansion did not resist at all, and allowed him to stagger back with a fist.

Chen Xinzuo said softly: "Xiao Yu, you take them to go first, cook a hot pot at Uncle Liu's house and wait for me, I will talk about the past with this old man." ”

Zhang Yu nodded and beckoned Zhang Tengshuang to go with Xu Wanhe first.

The woman who grew up in Zhuolu City, the chief of the Wind Dart, stood still and refused to move, until Chen Xin threw a reassuring look at her, she smiled slightly and turned to leave.

Chen Shucheng found a place with few people, walked over slowly, sat on the steps, and said softly: "I really just wanted to save my life back then, but I never felt that I was wrong. However, the children of the Zhang family and the children of the Qiao family saw me as if they had met an enemy, which was normal. You are a child of the Chen family, you shouldn't be like this to me. ”

The young man stood far away, reluctant to move to Chen Shucheng's side, shook his head and sneered: "I heard that Lord Chen went back to Xiaozhushan a few days ago? ”

The old man smiled bitterly: "Xiao Muliu didn't tear his face with me, why are you?"

Chen Xin turned around and prepared to leave, and said coldly: "Why do you think the eldest brother didn't look for you?"

The already extremely rich young man smiled bitterly and said slightly: "It's not that I think you're right, but because ...... There are too many people who have died in our Xiaozhushan. ”

Chen Shucheng opened his mouth, smiled bitterly, and took out a piece of moon cake from his arms, which was filled with osmanthus flowers taken from the mountain behind Xiaozhu Mountain.

In the end, he couldn't help but shout: "Xin Zuo, it's a holiday, eat something delicious." Your grandparents are gone, and you don't recognize me, but no matter what, you cowardly baby still have to remember that there is an old man who is your elder!"

Chen Xinzuo didn't say a word, and buried his head in the west. In fact, the young man's face was already full of tears.

At this moment, Chen Shucheng is like just an old man who crosses the street alone and spends the festival alone.

In a small courtyard, there is a middle-aged man, in his forties, who sets up a cauldron in a small courtyard. Not far away was a gray-haired woman in her forties, with a barrel full of water and washing a large piece of meat.

In Luoyang City last year, a flower thief killed thirteen women and destroyed thirteen homes. This woodcutter's daughter was the first to be killed by Xue Yang.

The middle-aged man turned his head and said with a smile: "Lu Hua'er, your hands and feet are sharp, and the vine frost is coming." ”

The woman glared and shouted: "The surname Liu, I told you to buy good meat, what kind of thing do you buy? You still blame me, when the vine frost comes, I will see how you explain." ”

The man's name is extremely cheesy, called Liu Jinshan, maybe his father and mother, thinking of leaving him, is to leave a mountain of gold.

Liu Jinshan said helplessly: "It's not too late to go, no matter how good the meat is, it's already been bought!"

Since the girl left, the two couples suddenly seemed to have no hope for anything, but they were just living in a daze, and even thought about how good it would be to have a gang of robbers.

Later, Liu Jinshan accidentally saw the little girl in the bun shop, who really looked very similar to his daughter. So when he went back from collecting firewood, he would always take a detour and take a look from afar. Go home and say to my daughter-in-law who is already crying and is a little delirious, "That girl looks very similar to our daughter, it's nothing." ”

In the days that followed, Zhang Tengshuang would come to this small courtyard every day with a drawer of buns to help chop wood and boil water.

Until then, the couple seemed to have a little bit of a way to live.

The two girls walked in front of them arm in arm, and the young man with two large bags and small bags behind him walked into the courtyard back and forth.

Zhang Tengshuang shouted to her godfather and godmother, turned around and snatched a basket from Zhang Yu's hand, which contained moon cakes.

The girl smiled and said, "I didn't make buns today, but Tengshuang made moon cakes for you!"

The woman smiled, wiped her hands, stood up, walked to the two girls, grabbed one in one hand, and turned to look at the two young men.

The gray-haired woman said gently, "Although this is not a hometown, it is not a foreign land. ”

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

There was a short swarthy young man in a plain robe who came from Beihai and arrived in Zhongshan Kingdom.

The world is difficult to complete, Qiao Changchang went to Zhongshan on the way back to his hometown, but Qiao Lei was in his hometown. The little friend who hasn't seen me for a few years just wanted to have a drink, but I didn't expect it to be so difficult.

In desperation, Qiao Changchang could only find a wine shop to drink alone.

After all these years of being alone, he finally understood the truth of those four words.

Lack of alcohol is hard to drink.

The monk wine shop has always been well-informed, Qiao Changchang drank wine, and heard someone on the side talking about the young man who had never heard of it, and was shocked as soon as he was born, and there was a faint posture of the head of the young monks of the continent, Zhang Muliu.

There was a middle-aged man who drank wine and laughed and said: "It's really worthy of giving people a shout Zhang Chop, this guy almost beat the prince of Yue to death a few years ago, and last year he beat the real protector of the Song Kingdom half to death, and when he heard about Zhuolu, he beat the Beishan Bo of the Liang State again, and hacked the real person of the Yue Kingdom to death." After that, I went all the way to Zhanbuzhou, demolished a few hills, and a palace!"

A drinker responded: "According to what you say, that kid is really a troublemaker! But if that's the case, doesn't that mean that this Zhang Muliu is well-known?"

Qiao Changchang took a sip of wine and asked with a smile, "How did the two eldest brothers know the reason?

The middle-aged man who spoke before frowned and said: "You don't go to the south to inquire, he is the marquis of the Song State and the king of the Liang State, and now his reputation is greater than the sky, do you know the reason for this?"

The swarthy young man turned his head and squinted, "I know, but I don't know as much as the two of you." Think about it, is there someone like the two of you in every country who will explain to us in detail?"

The two nurses got up abruptly and said in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

The swarthy young man slowly got up and conjured a ball of silver needles and spread them on his arm. Said with a smile:

"Xiaozhushan people, who treat livestock. ”

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

Qiao Lei was actually still in Qiaoxi County, but he was not in Xiaozhu Mountain, but went to another small hill hundreds of miles away, named Zhao Mountain. The name can be said to be very straightforward, it is a small monk sect founded by a family surnamed Zhao.

There was a woman in a dark green dress, leading a sturdy man to climb the mountain slowly.

Zhao Qian said angrily: "I see that your father and mother are not like this, why do you look like this ghost? You are afraid of a hammer!"

Jorei rolled his eyes and conjured a bamboo tube to drink, but he couldn't bear it when he handed it to his mouth.

The young man said in his heart, if this is for the old man and his mother-in-law to smell the smell of wine, don't you think you are a drunkard? Forget it, I will say that I can't even drink tea later.

After listening to Zhao Qian's words, Qiao Lei muttered: "You see that my father and mother are afraid of a hammer, and the ugly daughter-in-law is afraid of seeing her in-laws, you are so good-looking, of course you are not afraid." But when I go to my father-in-law's house, there is always a feeling that a poor boy comes to the door to propose marriage. ”

Zhao Qian laughed angrily: "You are still a poor boy? I don't know who it is, I look at the money all day long, and I dislike my waist is not slender enough, but if there is a way to lose weight, I will already get into it, right? You are poor and have money left!"

Qiao Lei sneered: "No matter how poor you are, you don't have a daughter-in-law." ”

As he spoke, he had already arrived at a mansion on the mountain, no different from the courtyard of a layman's house.

I took a breath of strength and strength, but I still had some tendons in my legs. He trembled and followed Zhao Qian into the courtyard, and saw a couple sitting under the laurel tree from afar, as if he had seen something terrifying.

Qiao Lei swallowed a mouthful of saliva, held back a smile, took a few steps to surpass Zhao Qian, and poured out a lot of things from his sleeve.

He smiled at the couple and said, "I don't know what to buy, why don't you pick it yourself?"

Zhao Qian, who was behind, wanted to cover her forehead.

The woman coughed lightly, and Zhang Muliu understood in seconds. said loudly: "Don't pick, I'll give you both." ”

At this moment, Zhao Qian wanted to kick him to death.

Lord Zhao shook his head and smiled, glanced at his wife, and said in unison, "This child is so honest." ”

It's over! Joree stood at his desk for a moment as if he had been struck by lightning, not knowing what to do.

With his experience of running around all these years, if he says that this child is really honest, the next sentence will say, "My daughter is not suitable for you." ”

Just as he was about to use all his strength, he didn't want the mountain lord to suddenly ask, "Can you drink?"

Qiao Lei looked bitter, and said in his heart that he could drink or not?

Turning his head to look at Zhao Qian, he cast a look of help, but the latter snorted coldly and ignored the young man.

Joree had no choice but to tell the truth: "Drink a little?"

First, the mother-in-law raised her glass and said to drink, and Qiao Lei picked up the basin in front of him and poured it violently. The old man said to touch one again, and Jorei almost brought the wine bowl to the table and lowered it, and poured it down again with a light touch.

Xianjia liquor is brewed, and it is an extremely intoxicating wine. After pouring the two large bowls, Jorei was already a little fluttering.

At this time, Qiao Lei said in his heart, you can't treat your father-in-law and mother-in-law badly, right?

The sturdy man kept holding up the wine utensils that said it was a bowl but was actually a basin, handed it to the mountain lord and the mountain lord's wife, and toasted.

As a result, I drank from the dark to the full moon.

The lady of the mountain lord helped a maid back to the house, but the mountain lord Zhao still refused to leave.

Zhao Qian went up to persuade her, but was yelled at by the man: "Who are you?

The middle-aged man pointed at Qiao Lei and said, "See, this is my son-in-law, starting tonight, it will be my brother." ”

Zhao Qian said helplessly: "Dad, I am your daughter." ”

The mountain lord kept saying no, until he collapsed on the table.

As the woman carried her father back into the house, Jorey walked out of the courtyard with his hands on the wall, sat down the wall, and looked up at the moon and giggled incessantly.

Zhao Qian ran out, squatted beside Qiao Lei, and asked with a smile: "What are you smiling at?

The sturdy young man just smirked: "There is no rain in mid-autumn this year, so I finally don't have to step on two feet of mud." ”

A few years ago, three tiger-headed teenagers always liked to run to a small mountain in the east. That little mountain bag called Xue Xiaoliang carries too many childhood memories.

The last mid-autumn that the three young people spent together was longer than the time Zhang Muliu had left his hometown. It rained all the time in August of that year, endlessly. Finally, on the day of mid-autumn, it was sunny to go to the snow howling beam in the east, and there was no bluestone road, so the three young men stepped on two feet of mud, and climbed up to the snow howling beam, broke a few branches and put them under their buttocks, and drank the stolen wine and giggled non-stop.

Zhao Qian asked: "Do you miss them? You are still kind to think, you look at everyone is a big official, what about you?"

The woman deliberately quipped: "Shinong Gonggong, you are at the bottom of the line!"

Qiao Lei took out the bamboo tube for no reason, poured a sip of wine, stretched out his arm around the woman's shoulder, and said softly: "Actually, we are all people who don't love home, let alone family. ”

After a pause, the sturdy young man said: "But I can be alone in a foreign land, and it is a festival." ”

I think it's also a double family.

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

There is a double hammer in his hand, and he is finally no longer fleshy, like a god general, and he is still on an island in the east of Qi at the moment.

suffered a big loss in Fuyao City, and lay like a dumpling for several months. The only good thing is to get rid of dozens of pounds of fat.

Zhang Zhuokang leaned against a towering tree with his back to the double hammer, looked at the round moon, and wanted to drink for no reason. But that old guy just won't let himself drink!

Alas, other people's masters are all apprentices, and this master seems to have never had a score. I don't even give mooncakes for the big holidays, so I have to throw some meat seasonings!

Zhang Zhuokang muttered: "I don't know what those guys are doing? How many people can be in the two-year appointment?"

The young man suddenly had a bitter face and muttered: "No matter what, there must be people around them, as far as I am the most bitter, this broken island is a place where birds don't shit, no, he doesn't even get birds." ”

An old man with a white beard walked not far away and sighed, "Didn't you eat all the birds?"

The old man threw a letter to Zhang Zhuokang, and the latter opened the envelope, and the more he looked at it, the tighter his brows wrinkled.

Zhang Zhuokang raised his head and frowned, "Kill? This is someone who wants to harm Xiao Muliu! Old man, you have to let me go back." ”

The old man shook his head and sighed, "Zhang Muliu hasn't returned to Shengshenzhou yet, and his reputation is already so loud. If he had set up his own mountain at this time, he would have become the target of the public, and he would have been questioned by the young monks of the world. ”

Zhang Zhuokang stood up angrily and said coldly: "Then I will go back to my hometown and block him for him." ”

When I was a child, who didn't block anyone's fist? Who didn't beat anyone? Now that I've grown up, I have a little ability. Someone is looking for trouble? When I came out of Xiaozhushan, all the children died!

The old man walked over and pressed the young man's shoulder, and said softly: "Do you think about why he is in a hurry to stand on his own?

Zhang Zhuokang was stunned.

It seems that the guy who has been pale since he was a child, always likes to take care of everything, stealing cigarettes and alcohol, it seems that everyone has done it, but he takes out the most.

The young man looked up at the moon and said in a low voice: "There is no way to drink together on the fifteenth day of August, everyone must be here on the fifteenth day of the first month!"

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

There was suddenly an extra divine dog in the Jinling Imperial City, claiming to be a friend of King Xiaoyao and wanting to see the little emperor.

Xiao Pan is young, but for more than a year, that iron fist has taught people not to underestimate, and now in the Liang Kingdom, no one dares to mention the word little emperor.

Today, a big dog came and shouted the little emperor directly in the inner garden of the palace, which scared people a lot.

The most surprising thing is that the young emperor personally went out to greet the big dog, and the big dog turned into a small dog and squatted on Xiao Pan's shoulder, and the young emperor still smiled.

After the news of this matter spread, everyone could only blame the reason why Xiao Pan was so generous on the now famous King Xiaoyao.

Qiao Yushan was still in Jinling, meditating all day long on a picture of mountains and seas. In a huge house, in addition to the owner, there is only a maid who brings tea and water and an old man who is a cook and a groom.

The study was suddenly covered with a layer of prohibition, Qiao Yushan squinted and turned around, but suddenly laughed.

It turned out that Xiao Pan was pulling a puppy with dragon horns and jumping here from the palace.

The beautiful puppy said, "My name is Le Qing, and my surname is Zhang." ”

Xiao Pan and Qiao Yushan instantly understood.

Le Qing said with a smile: "Zhang Xiaozi will set up a mountain on his own when he returns to Shenzhou, I heard that Empress Dowager Lu is in control of a free blessed land, the free king and the free blessed land, I think it is a special match." ”

Xiao Pan's eyes were strange, and he said in his heart that this was coming for himself?

Qiao Yushan shook his head and said softly: "Where you can settle down, it's not a legitimate way, and Mu Liu won't want it." ”

Le Qing nodded vigorously, and said in his heart that he really deserved to be the second brother, and he really understood that kid.

As for Zhang Muliu's stubborn temperament, if he knew his plan with Jiang Mohang, he would not have wanted that happy land if he was killed.

So at this time, Le Qing dragged Xiao Pan to find Qiao Yushan, and he had to think of a way, didn't he?

Xiao Pan sighed, and said helplessly: "How simple is this? Brother Zhang doesn't want it, it's not over if you sell him, it's okay to get credit! You can let him be the king of the thousand-year-old Xiaoyao and change to a Xiaoyao Mountain." ”

Le Qinggou's eyes lit up, and he was almost about to praise the little emperor.

But Xiao Pan smiled bitterly: "But the problem is that Xiaoyao Mountain is in the hands of the queen mother, and there are a large number of monks, and I can't do it!"

Qiao Yushan said with a smile: "The problem is not here, the problem is how do you make him feel at ease." ”

According to what Le Qing thought, he and Jiang Mohang casually cleaned up the group of monks who were raised, handed them over to Xiao Pan at that time, and let the little emperor sell them to Zhang Muliu.

But Qiao Yushan knew that that guy wouldn't take it easily.

Growing up together, that guy is not a person who can take advantage of himself.

He laughed for no reason, conjured a jug of wine in his hand, and turned to walk out of the study. Seeing this, Le Qing opened the ban, and the little emperor was completely inappropriate.

I saw the young man in the Confucian shirt carrying the wine jug, walking to the garden outside the door, looking up at the moon, and smiling constantly.

Xiao Pan came out and asked, "What is Mr. Qiao laughing at?"

Qiao Yushan said with a smile: "I remembered that when I was a child, there was a little guy who stole someone's inkstone and hid it in the chimney, and he didn't sleep all night. At dawn the next day, he went to the house of a stonemason in the mountains with a smoked black, dripping stone inkstone, and returned it with a frown, saying that if it could not be used, he would learn to chisel the stone and make a new one and return it. ”

Le Qing and Xiao Pan understood, why Qiao Yushan said that the problem was how to let Zhang Muliu take over with peace of mind.

Just like the lotus boat, Zhang Muliu still gave a spring, even if it was a gift from his predecessors, he felt that this was the only way to feel at ease.

And since that theft of the inkstone, Zhang Muliu has never stolen anything again.

The young man in the Confucian shirt muttered: "It seems that I have grown up unconsciously, and before I know it, the big guys are scattered in all directions." They all have good skills, but they are getting farther and farther away from home. ”

Xiao Pan said softly: "Ordinary people have to be old to remember a fallen leaf and return to their roots, let alone a monk. In fact, everyone is not afraid of being far away from home, but afraid that when I go back, the old people will no longer be there, but I will be white-headed. ”

Qiao Yushan took another sip of wine and said with a smile:

"A good old man is gone, but I am white-headed. ”

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

Zhang returned to Baiyue with Liqiushui early, and followed his mother to marry in the mountains, and both of them liked to swing barefoot in the stream.

This mountain, called West Peak, is now the highest peak in Baiyue.

Liqiushui is in the mountains, but there is an ice crystal sword hovering on the top of the mountain. The chill on the top of the West Peak is boundless, and until today, no one has come to commit Baiyue, and no one has come to Xingshi to ask for guilt because this woman who has changed into a light blue dress has split a hundred miles of trenches with a sword.

Li Zhu brought a bowl of longevity noodles early and gave Li Qiushui a clean drink.

After all, he is a Baiyue shaman, and he can hardly do things every day, and now it is a special period, and he is so busy with candles that he can only bring a bowl of noodles early to his daughter's birthday.

Today, the grass house in the mountains is not lively, but there is a woman who can't carry clearly, short skirt and leather boots, and a mother-in-law when she sees the autumn water.

Zhang has long hated this guy, his mother is his father's mother-in-law, not hers.

So Fu Ruan'er was not welcomed by Zhang Zaozao's side, and the little girl had to stare at her coldly when she came and went.

This woman, who grew up with Liqiushui since she was a child, was also very helpless, thinking about pinching the little girl's face a few times, but was told by Liqiushui, "You may not be able to beat my daughter." ”

Fu Ruan'er sighed, leaned over to Qiushui's side and said: "Now that Lang Jun of yours is very famous, someone deliberately spread the news in various big cities, saying that in the northwest of Nansheng Divine Continent, there is a guy named Zhang Muliu, who has the spirit of a sword immortal, and can be the first young monk in a continent. ”

Li Qiushui frowned and said, "Did you find out who spread it?"

If you want to find a mountain, you must know about Qiushui. At this time of year, it will never be a good thing for someone to lift him up to the sky.

Fu Ruan'er asked: "Is he really so capable of causing trouble?" said that he cut all the way to Zhanbuzhou, and now he is cutting back again, and people give him the nickname Zhang Chop. Is it really that fierce?"

When she said that fierce word, the woman in the short skirt kept smiling, but she smiled a little ...... Not very well-intentioned.

Li Qiushui glared at him, he had not been serious since he was a child.

The two of them have almost grown up playing since childhood, and they have become monks one after another, and their relationship is even better. It's just that Fu Ruan'er seems to have a very early understanding of some aspects, and she talked a lot when she was eleven or twelve years old.

The woman who was no longer red said with a smile: "It's true that you cut from Shengshen Continent to Zhanbu Continent, as for cutting back from Zhanbu Continent, I don't know." ”

Fu Ruan'er was dumbfounded and muttered, "It's really that fierce?"

Li Qiushui smiled and said, "Even I have cut it, do you say it is fierce?"

The woman in the short skirt reached out and wiped the sweat on her forehead, and said in her heart that this is not dead? That guy is really fierce!

There was a slight smile on his mouth, but he had already taken his sword out of the mountain to find the people who spread it, and asked them, what is their intention?

That's my man, how can I make you calculate!

But she can't leave now, she's waiting, waiting for the first one who can't hold back to come to Xifeng to find trouble.

Fu Ruan'er left not long after, and Zhang Zao could be regarded as relieved. The little girl walked to her mother's side angrily, hugged her arms around her chest, glanced at her mother-in-law, snorted and turned her head.

Liqiushui amused the little girl, and asked with a smile: "Are you jealous for your father?"

Zhang pouted early and said, "My father secretly stuffed something for me, and said that when my mother celebrates her birthday, I will give it to my mother." But my mother is actually confused with the old girl whose brain is in water day by day!"

Li Qiushui rewarded the little girl with a brain, and said with a straight face: "What did your father give, take it out." ”

The little girl looked aggrieved, took out a piece of white silk handkerchief and handed it to Liqiushui.

Zhang Zao kept talking in his heart at this time, "When my father comes back, I will tell him that my mother will beat me!"

But after thinking about it, it seems that it is useless to say it, maybe my mother and father will have to fight together.

Lifting the silk handkerchief, inside is a pink and green bracelet.

The stunning woman twisted the bracelet with two fingers, lifted it high, and looked at the sky with one eye closed.

This pink and green bracelet just holds a full moon, as if it is a thick coat for the moon.

Li Qiushui suddenly smiled, two dimples, and smiled very sweetly.

Because this bracelet is custom-made from the shrimp fishing lake, there are eight small characters engraved on the inner wall.

"Autumn water sees the moon, I see autumn water. ”

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

Before it was dark, the ferry had already arrived at the reef, and the group stopped over the reef, all of them were overjoyed.

Although this reef beach is small, it also has a small space within a radius of several miles, and there is no wind.

Why does the wind on the sea exist, and why does it disperse? There are so many people who ask questions, but no one gives answers.

It's like some huge islands, which are full of wind. But just like this nameless reef beach, there is also a "pure" place within a few miles.

Yu Qian and Jiang Huang said that they wanted to compete in fishing skills, so they dragged Zhang Muliu with them. The latter pretended to be deep, saying that today's festival, everyone who reads books must compose poems, and he must think about it well, and strive to write a beautiful poem that will be passed down through the ages.

The young Taoist priest and the one-armed young man were reluctant to deal with him, so only Demon Ling went fishing with him in disbelief, but he still expected the master of the meal to make a big deal in his heart.

Zhang Lan's father and daughter were making moon cakes in the kitchen, noisy, and Zhang Hanshu was still an old guy.

There are not a lot of words on his lips, but he is extremely silent in his heart, and Zhang Muliu, who knows from somewhere, likes to eat fried clams, so he lifted his trousers and went barefoot to catch the sea on the reef beach.

Long Da and the white unicorn with a name are no longer dull cabins, and come out to wait for the dark and the moon.

But Bai Lu is no longer human, but he didn't let the little girl see it, otherwise a lot of sycophants are indispensable.

Everyone was very happy, and their faces were full of smiles. Only a girl wearing a dark green dress and carrying You Fang on her back followed Zhang Muliu, not happy or sad, and didn't say a word.

Fang Cong woke up and found himself alone in the cabin, so he hurriedly checked his clothes and found that he was okay.

It's just that when she recalls the events of last night, she is still full of hatred.

This second ancestor has been comforting himself in his heart, "The surname is Zhang, you wait! When the ferry arrives on land and my grandfather sends someone to pick me up, Miss Ben will see how you cry." ”

So she consciously swam her back to the side, and followed with a cold look in her eyes. Even if grandpa can save herself, once she has the chance, she will really stab him to death.

Murderous heart, Fang Onion has always had.

But where did the girl play with a person like Zhang Muliu?

The young man in white just said lightly: "If you want to eat, you can catch fish by yourself and change today's meal." ”

In a word, Fang Onion was so angry that he trembled.

She was sealed by that black-hearted sword cultivator, and now she is just a fifteen-year-old girl, where can she not be hungry?

Fang Cong gritted his teeth and said, "Why? Others don't have to work hard to eat, so do I have to exchange anything for eating?"

Zhang Muliu squinted and smiled: "Because they are my own family, but you are not." ”

The girl was powerless to refute, and although she trembled with anger, she still stepped out of the ferry and went to the reef to catch fish.

The girl could only comfort herself and said: "People are iron and rice are steel, and if you don't eat and poke, you can't die with a black heart." ”

But after living for fifteen years, they are all clothes to reach out for food to open their mouths, and now there is no cultivation, where is the fish so easy to catch?

From dawn to dark, the fishermen over there were already two bamboo baskets, and she didn't even catch a single crab.

Fang Cong wanted to cry again, but she felt that she couldn't let that black-hearted swordsman look down on her anymore, so she continued to catch fish with tears in her eyes.

But when the fishermen and clams caught the clams went back to the ferry, she was wandering around alone in the moonlight, especially when she saw her white feet that had been soaked, she still couldn't hold back her tears. He covered his mouth with both hands and whimpered silently.

At this moment, a little girl in a pink skirt lifted her skirt with one hand, walked a few steps and looked back at the deck, and saw that the young man in white seemed to be only admiring the moon, so she walked a few more steps.

Demon Ling turned her head vigorously and stared at the deck, stuffed a small black fish with one hand, and said anxiously: "You take it quickly, the master of the meal is in a daze at this moment, and he can't see us." ”

Fang Cong took a deep breath, couldn't control himself and sobbed again, and then asked in a low voice, "Why are you helping me?"

Demon Ling turned her head, grinned, scratched her head, and said, "After all, it's a holiday! ”

After speaking, he lifted the pink skirt with both hands, and tiptoed back to the ferry with bare feet.

Fang Cong suddenly raised the arm holding the fish, wanting to throw away the fish given by the demon ling, but he suddenly stopped, and finally left the fish.

Despite her wet clothes, the girl squatted down in the water, put her arms around her knees, buried her head in them, and wept bitterly.

Tears are the least valuable, but tears seem to be the most valuable at this time.

In the end, Fang Cong still took the fish to board the ferry, walked up to Zhang Muliu and held it with both hands, his eyes were red.

Zhang Muliu nodded and said, "Let's change our clothes and eat together later." ”

The girl pursed her lips and whispered after a moment, "I only have this one dress." ”

Zhang Muliu smiled, stretched out his hand, and out of thin air, there was an extra neatly folded long skirt in his hand, although it was a coarse cloth, it was exactly the same color as the one Fang Onion was wearing.

The young man in white smiled: "I did it last night, I haven't sewed clothes for many years, you can make do with it." ”

Fang Cong had a delusion at the moment, as if this swordsman was not as bad as she thought. But the next words instantly made this second ancestor, who had just endured hardship, angry.

Because Zhang Muliu said: "The clothes are coarse cloth, and they are worthless, so I won't ask for another money, but what about handmade money, just five baht a piece?"

In the past, she would not bend down to pick up a hundred five-baht coins when they fell on the ground, but now, she couldn't even take out a single Tongbao coin.

It's just that the clothes still have to be changed, and the money is owed.

Fang Cong took the clothes, flipped through them for a long time, looked up at Zhang Muliu, but didn't say a word for most of the day.

Zhang Hanshu snatched the dark green dress made of coarse cloth and pulled Fang Cong back to the cabin.

The young man in white stretched out his hand to cover his face, he didn't think it through!

No, even if we think about it, we can't just make it for her!

Everyone was busy working, but Zhang Muliu was still sitting alone on the railing, drinking non-stop.

Before he knew it, the moon was already hanging high, and the young man in white clenched his fist and bent his right hand into a hole, which was just enough to hold the next round of full moon.

The young man silently recited: "The autumn water in the moon, the white clothes on the sea." ”

Suddenly laughed, poured a burst of wine, turned to look at the already full crowd, and said loudly:

"All in a foreign land!"

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

An unknown place, there are mountains and rivers, and there are lush vegetation.

There was a woman in white with bare jade feet, lying lazily in front of a neat stone platform, holding a pen and paper in her hand, not knowing what she was drawing.

It's supposed to be moonlight.

This female sword immortal who prefers others to call her Liu Xiaobei is extremely old.

I don't know when someone in the world picked out the twenty-four solar terms in a year, and on the day of the autumn equinox, the human race sacrificed to the moon.

After an unknown number of years, some people think that the fifteenth moon is full, and people should also be reunited, so the world changed the time of worshiping the moon to the fifteenth day of August, which is called the moon night.

Zhongqiu's statement seemed to be confused and called out.

People will always associate it with a rabbit that pounds medicine, a woodcutter who chops cinnamon, and a fairy who abandons her husband.

Over the years, those literati and writers have written many poems about the moon.

But there was only one sentence written by a guy who was very young to her, and she liked it very much. She thought that if she saw the young man in the future, she would definitely say hello to him.

Since there is a Su Zi in the world, Liu Xiaobei will write a few crooked words every year and today.

"May people last a long time. ”

(Yesterday I took a leave of absence, today I have 13,000 words)