Ya'er had a dream last night, it was a spring in Chang'an, and ten miles of peach blossoms were all over the city. She and Ling Jiang were walking on the streets of Chang'an City, facing the peach blossoms wafting, she reached out and pinched a petal, and a faint fragrance poured into the tip of her nose.

Suddenly, peach blossoms flew all over the city, and a peach blossom rain fell in Chang'an.

In the rain, she saw her son-in-law, moving farther and farther away, and her figure was slowly covered by this sudden peach blossom rain and disappeared into the streets of Chang'an.

"Ya'er ......"

"Ya'er!" Da Bai called softly, which pulled Ya'er out of her musings.

This is the ferry port of a tributary of the Gangneung River, and from here you can take a boat upstream to reach Gangneung Fortress in two days. The turquoise spring water slowly passed eastward, and there were only a few flat boats sailing on the open river, which seemed so small in this sky.

"Big White Brother?" replied Ya'er.

"The ferry has arrived, it's time for us to get on board. Ya'er looked down the stone steps, and at this moment Chen Baohan was already standing next to the ferry, waving happily to the two. This was her first time taking a boat ride on the river, so she naturally felt quite novel.

"Hmm......" Ya'er nodded, walking up the steps.

Da Bai glanced back at the passers-by, as if looking for something, but quickly gave up.

The spring water in the south of the Yangtze River is blue in the sky, draw the boat to listen to the rain sleep, and then it will be the rainy season in some time, and then the land in the south of the Yangtze River will be covered with a layer of fog, then you only need to support a bamboo raft on the bank of the rivers and lakes, as if you are in a fairyland.

"It's a pity that someone may not see it. The moment Da Bai stepped on the ferry, he somehow muttered in a low voice. When did he become so sentimental?

Ya'er couldn't figure it out, and he couldn't figure it out either.

The boat went upstream, and the ferry gradually disappeared into the river, leaving only the rippling waves to wander the sky.

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The early morning birdsong is very pleasant, and the chirping wakes up all the creatures that have been sleeping all night. Ling Jiang wanted to sleep a little longer, but he really couldn't stand the noisy bird calls.

When he opened his eyes, a bright ray of sunlight shone down, looking a little dazzling.

"This is ......" Ling Jiang blinked, only to see a green mountain in front of him, a spring water meandering through the mountain stream, breezy and full of spring, "I came out of the tomb?"

Ling Jiang hurriedly looked around, he was on a mountain cliff, and behind him was a pitch-black bottomless cave.

"What about Xiaobai?" Ling Jiang had a bad premonition in his heart, which made him a little impatient to run into the darkness.

Just then, a crisp cat meow came from outside the cave. I saw a white kitten, coming in the morning light, with a big fish in its mouth, and it looked like it weighed three pounds.

Ling Jiang breathed a sigh of relief and happily greeted it, gently combing its hair.

"Meow ......" The white cat put down the fish and barked at Ling Jiang, with a look of longing in his eyes.

"Are you going to let me grill fish for you to eat?" Ling Jiang asked, looking at the fat fish in front of him.

The white cat nodded repeatedly.

Looking at its hungry appearance, Ling Jiang couldn't help but smile and said, "It's really a gluttonous cat, and it's still so picky about eating fish." ”

The white cat gave him a blank look, meowed, turned around, and sat on the side basking in the morning sun.

Ling Jiang first checked the things on his body, the Qiu Hao, and the black charcoal sword on his back were still there, and then he picked up the fish and walked down the mountain road. He gathered some dry wood and went to the creek. Just when he was worried about how to live, he saw the white cat jump on the dry wood and rub it, and a wisp of green smoke slowly came out, and after a while, the fire became ignited.

Ling Jiang secretly admired the white cat's ability, thinking that if it was as nimble as himself, he might have to grill fish and eat it every day.

After one person and one cat ate the fish separately, they began to hit the road. Fortunately, the sun will rise in the east, and Ling Jiang knows which direction to go, no matter how much he doesn't know the way. It wasn't so boring to have Ya'er with you along the way before, but now although the speed of the journey is much faster, it is inevitable that it will feel a little boring.

After all, the green waters and green mountains in the south of the Yangtze River feel novel at a glance, I like it when I look at it twice, and after looking at it three or four times, I feel that it is just like that.

"I don't know what the mountains over there look like in Chang'an. Ling Jiang glanced at the white cat beside him and said, "Xiaobai, do you know where Chang'an is?"

The white cat meowed.

"Forget it, when I didn't ask. Ling Jiang scratched his head and said.

Along the way, he was also thinking about how he got out of the tomb, thinking about it, it could only be the good deeds done by that old-timer. After all, Xiaobai has already lifted the so-called seal, so he will naturally be able to go out.

Although Ling Jiang was also very curious about what would happen to Xiao Bai after eating the two flying swords, there should be no problem looking at it like this now. And in Ling Jiang's heart, he was always worried about Ya'er, and he had to speed up his journey and go to Jiangling City to find her.

I have been delayed for more than a month, and Ya'er should go to Jiangling City soon.

"Miss Xi Yao persuaded me several times to go out of Pinghai Town to see how big the world is and what is beyond the mountain. Now that I've come out, I always feel that the world outside this mountain is not as peaceful and peaceful as Pinghai Town. Ling Jiang muttered to himself as he walked.

When the white cat heard Ling Jiang's words, she couldn't help but keep up with him, pricking up her ears and listening carefully.

"Xiaobai, where do you say Miss Xi Yao's home is? If you can't even take Chang'an in your eyes, it should be farther away than Chang'an, right?" Ling Jiang couldn't help but feel a little distressed, "I don't even know where you live, even if there are difficulties, how to send Qingping Ye to you? Xiaobai, you said yes? Anyway, you don't understand, you don't know, Miss Xi Yao is really powerful, just like ...... It's like a god in the sky, but she said that there are no gods in this world. ”

"Meow?" the white cat whispered.

"I don't know how she's doing now, maybe she's forgotten about me. Maybe one day she will think about it and return to Pinghai Town to find the bamboo flute she left behind......" Ling Jiang said, his expression suddenly a little dark.

The white cat didn't say anything, silently following him.

In Ling Jiang's heart, the short ten days in Pinghai Town was undoubtedly the most unforgettable starting point in his life.

It wasn't until many years later that he remembered what had driven him out of town, and perhaps that force had come from the persuasion of a young girl, consciously or unconsciously.

It was nearly noon when the two of them happened to pass by another river, and the white cat saw the river from afar, and plunged into it without hesitation, and it took a while to float up with a wet fur in his mouth, and a fish bigger than this morning in his mouth.

I guess I didn't eat enough in the morning, and this time I want to kill.

The little white cat ate nearly sixty percent of the grilled fish this time, and it was hard to imagine how big its appetite was, which made Ling Jiang can't help muttering, I haven't seen how fat you are if you can eat it so much, I really don't know how your body grows.

After eating the fish, Ling Jiang took a nap in the shade of the tree for a while, and the white cat also lay on his chest and slowly fell asleep. It wasn't until the sun went down that Ling Jiang woke up in a daze and continued on his way.

In an instant, the sun was setting, Ling Jiang and the white cat pulled up a long reflection on the ground, they had already walked out of the mountain forest, along a rugged path forward, the remnant sun reflected their faces red, like a burning person.

Suddenly, I saw a wisp of cooking smoke curling a mile away, and the sound of gurgling stream faintly came to my ears.

Small bridges and flowing water, this situation should be this scene, this scene is set off.

If you were a literati and a writer who visited this place, you would probably be able to write a poem. It's a pity that Ling Jiang doesn't know how to compose poetry for a long time, and the little feelings in his heart can only be suppressed.

He suddenly missed the thatched house in Pinghai Town......

The flowing water under the bridge is not turbulent, you can vaguely see fish and shrimp frolicking in the water, Xiaobai saw this picture, and subconsciously shouted, if it wasn't for Ling Jiang Youyan not to let it go into the water first, I'm afraid that I would have been impatient to pounce into it.

Seeing that it was about to get dark, at this time, the hair was wet, and it was inevitable that she would suffer from the cold, although this did not seem to be anything to the white cat, but the latter also knew that Ling Jiang was caring about her, so he listened silently.

Next to the bridge is a small courtyard, from which cooking smoke wafts out. Ling Jiang touched his pocket, fortunately he left some broken silver when he went out, so he thought about going to this family's house to exchange for some rations.

After all, eating fish day after day will eventually get tired of it, but Ling Jiang was still a little surprised when he recalled those days in the tomb. It's a miracle that I didn't eat for a month, but I was able to survive just drinking a drop of water.

Ling Jiang came to the gate of the courtyard, and the courtyard was not built with an earthen wall, but only enclosed with a fence. He knocked on the door twice, and through the fence he could see that a woman slowly walked out of the closed door, and she opened the door to see that it was only a man who looked like a scholar, and she couldn't help but be a little surprised, and the solemn look on her face eased a little.

She asked softly, "Is there something wrong?"

Ling Jiang saw that the woman's eyes were a little red, and he thought that something should have happened at home, and he didn't want to disturb, but after thinking about it, he still said: "I am from Pinghai Town, Tonghai City, and I want to go to you here to buy some food and hurry, is it convenient?"

"Tonghai City?" exclaimed the woman in a low voice, and she nodded immediately, "Come in and sit down." ”

Ling Jiang was about to refuse, but seeing that the woman's expression was a little anxious, he didn't say more, he turned around and hugged the white hair behind him and walked in. After all, this is someone else's house, and he is afraid that Xiaobai will cause some unnecessary trouble, so he still holds his heart and is steady.

After the woman closed the door, she led Ling Jiang into the courtyard. The white cat seemed to be back in such a place for the first time, poking its little head out and looking around. The woman glanced at the white cat in Ling Jiang's hand, feeling a little strange, but she didn't dare to ask more.

"Mother, why did you bring outsiders in?"

As soon as Ling Jiang walked into the room, she saw a pale-faced girl asking at her. The girl, about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a pale complexion, sat on a chair with scissors in her hand and cut the nails of a seven-year-old boy in front of her.

"He's stopping by to buy some food, and there's some coarse bread at home, so I'll bring it to you later." So the woman opened the cupboard and rummaged through it.

Ling Jiang glanced at the room, a table of food had already been placed, and two plates of chicken were obviously freshly stewed.

On the floor of the house, Ling Jiang saw some unsightly objects. It was a paper horse, two paper-binding figures, and a blood-red wedding dress, also cut out of red paper. He had only seen these things in Uncle Jiu's house.

"Meow ......"

The little boy who had cut his nails heard the call of the white cat, and couldn't help but come over curiously, but he didn't dare to step forward, just stood aside and watched.

The pale-faced girl saw Ling Jiang's thoughts, and couldn't help but say in a weak voice: "Something happened in our family, if you don't want to get into trouble, it's best to leave early." ”