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The two sides of the Wushan Mountains are traversal and endless.

The river was surging and roaring, rolling up light waves, and I don't know where it was going.

The rain was dripping, and at the mouth of the riverbank, the old man was dressed in a robe, standing at the stern of the boat, arranging his ropes.

The light rain is dripping, the boats at the mouth of the river bank come and go, there are many boaters on the river, most of the people here make a living by fishing and operating ferries, and in the distance of the mountain, some people give a name to this place, called the fisherman's village.

There is nothing wrong with this, after all, in the beginning, this was just a temporary residence for some captains, and then because of the convenient waterways in all directions, gradually more and more people came here, until it became what it is today.

The old man was carrying the raindrops, and in the cabin, there were already a few literati sitting down.

This is another big deal, the old man thought so, and the wrinkles on his face were relaxed, and he was in a good mood.

When the light rain enters the river, there are always some literati and artists who like to sail on the river, and they recite poems against each other, or occasionally encounter a boat with a painting boat, and there is the sound of the piano, and these literati always like to look at those beautiful girls.

The rope was put away, and the old man tidied up for a while, ready to start the boat.

"Master, do you still ferry people?"

A very pleasant voice sounded, and the captain raised his head and saw a little Taoist with a hat and a robe.

"Crossing, of course. I can't afford to be called a master, little Taoist, this heavy rain is pouring, where are you going?"

The old man asked the little Taoist, and the little Taoist smiled: "It's good if you send me to the other side of the mountain gorge, if it's convenient, you still need to work, I'll give you ten taels of silver for the wages of this ferry." ”

"Eh, it's a lot, cross to the other side of the mountain gorge, is Xiao Dao Ye going to Huashanji?"

The old man asked, and the little Taoist smiled: "Maybe, you can send me over." ”

After getting the answer, the old man laughed, and the old hand quickly tied the telescopic to the pole of the boat, and said hello, while the literati and ink in the cabin looked at the new Taoist, and there was a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

But it had little to do with them, and when the old man greeted his two sons, and the father and son played with the oars and the pole, the boat slowly sailed out of the shore and into the river.

Li Bichen took off the hat and sat at the end of the cabin at this time, listening to the sound of raindrops falling on the roof of the cabin outside, and his mood was extremely quiet.

The literati on the side began to discuss, they were all very young, it was the time of vitality, the youngest was only twenty-nine years old, the age of the weak crown, and the older one was only in his early twenties, about three.

Their aura is easily perceived, but they are nothing more than a group of mortals.

The literati's favorite is still women, the famous prostitutes who play the qin, plucking not only the strings, but also their heartstrings.

Listening to the talk of these young people, it is said that on the river, there is a painting boat, the pavilions and pavilions, like a fairy boat, and the women on it, just the famous word brand girl, there are as many as four, all of them are unattainable characters in the plain plain, but these are just embellishments, and there is a hidden lord on it, saying that it is a fairy in the sky, falling to the mortal world.

Just these words, and then look at the yearning and intoxication on the faces of those literati, you can understand how the woman is looking like a country and a city, and Li Bichen is also quite interesting to listen to, at this time, among the literati, perhaps it is the enthusiasm to talk about it, some people saw Li Bichen sitting alone in the stern of the boat, and felt that it was rude to snub the other party, so they talked to Li Bichen.

"Which Immortal Mountain blessed land is Xiao Dao Master practicing in?"

The literati in his early twenties asked with a smile, and Li Pichen looked at him like this, and responded politely: "I came from the West, far, far away, over thousands of mountains, through quagmire, before I came here." ”

"Xiao Dao Ye said and laughed, you don't have any mud on your body, how can you wade through the quagmire. ”

The literati smiled, and took advantage of this reason to talk with Li Bichen, the two of them spoke, what the literati said, Li Bichen could answer them one by one, and after a while, several literati were attracted, and as the conversation deepened, in those words, they all began to ask Li Bichen about cultivation.

"Cultivation is boring?"

"How old is the Dao Master, how tall is the Dao Xing?"

"Dao Ye look at me, do you have any bones?"

Several literati all asked in a joking way, but Li Bichen said with a smile: "Where is there any root bone, if you are willing to take root in the cultivation path, you have roots, and if you are unwilling, you have no roots." ”

"The root bone is human nature, the human heart, if your heart is not firm, even if you are a genius, you will not do anything on the path of cultivation. ”

When these literati heard this, they immediately burst into laughter, and one of them said: "Little Daoist, you are talking nonsense, then back then, I also met an old cultivator, he said that I have good roots and bones, and I am a genius in cultivation, but it is a pity that in the dust, the turbidity barrier is unspeakable, and I don't see the fairy mountain, after all, I don't know where the avenue is, it is better to enter the court as an official, be a scholar, and be rich and happy in my life." ”

As he said this, his expression suddenly became joyful: "Thanks to that old cultivator, in this year's autumn exam, I actually got the top three, and this three people, although not the first class, but ranked sixth, is already much beyond my expectations!"

The literati laughed, and there was a humane on the side: "It turns out that you borrowed the blessing of others, tsk, this luck is wonderful, by the way, little Taoist, can you also speak for others?"

There was some hope in his eyes, and Li Bichen shook his head with a smile: "What if I said it, it's just to give you a little confidence, this is self-deception, and I don't have this kind of mana." ”

"I heard that the immortal family of Taihua Mountain has a mysterious method, but unfortunately, only the ceremony of sacrificing to the sky can see the fairy face, then there is no chance to see the fairy mountain, if we have a fate, we would have been hit a long time ago and went to the fairyland. ”

Some people sighed, many people nodded, and at this time, suddenly a long piano sound resounded, echoing in the valley, endlessly.

"It's the painting boat!"

Someone was suddenly surprised, and among them, the young man who won the top three was suddenly very happy: "It's really good luck, it's really good luck!

"Danhua is red and purple, not as good as Shui Yao's smile!"

These literati came out of the cabin, and at this time stood on the bow of the boat, and looked around, and soon found a large ship slowly approaching.

All around, countless small boats converged, for this big ship, it was like the stars holding the moon, and many literati poked their heads out at this time, their eyes were burning, and after waiting for a short time, they saw the person they wanted to see.

A woman walked out of the painting boat and opened the cloud gauze bead curtain, with a light veil on her face, but only her eyes turned slightly, obviously full of coldness, but in an instant, countless literati, the soul was about to be hooked.

The strings in her hand moved slightly, and at this time, the veil was brushed away, and the veil was followed by a slight sigh, and then the next moment, when she saw a figure, the movement suddenly froze.

She felt that the figure of the Daoist who appeared at this time was not the breath of the mortal world.

Cultivators, are they immortals, gods or demons?

And when she was frightened, Li Bichen was also looking at her.

A silver carp in the river jumped out of the water, messed up the inky rivers and mountains, and melted into the world.

Li Bichen laughed.

"This girl is a demon. ”

With light steps, Li Bichen crossed the thousand boats in one step and stepped in front of her.

Nie Shui Yao Yingying bowed, and when she saw a fluttering flower on Li Bichen's head, it made the pretty face of the alluring city become a little white.

Of course she knew what a flower meant.

This is a human immortal in person.

"Demon, there is no demon appearance, ran to the painting boat in the world, to be a Qinglou word girl, a river guest who caress the qin, you are also strange. ”

Li Bichen said this, and in the four directions, there were exclamations sounding again and again, especially on the river, on the bow of the boat where the old man was, several literati blinked their eyes, and then turned around, only to find that the original little Taoist had disappeared from the boat.

Nie Shuiyao didn't dare to make a sound, but sweat oozed from her good-looking forehead, and Li Bichen took a step forward, and his hand gently stroked it and pressed it on her forehead.

As if time stood still, Nie Shuiyao was slightly stunned, and her mind was blank, and her face flushed slightly.

She didn't expect the other party to make such an action, an immortal, and his demeanor was so frivolous?

But, it's really comfortable...... At the center of the eyebrows, it is a little warm.

This is a very warm palm, in a trance, like the sun.

Nie Shuiyao didn't know what the other party was going to do, and at this moment, Li Bichen's hand gently stroked upward.

Qingsi was caressed by the palm of her hand, her eyes were facing each other, Nie Shuiyao was stunned, and Li Bichen laughed: "I see, it's not your intention to be here, such a beautiful fish demon, if you go to the boundless sea, I'm afraid you won't be like a dragon girl, and now you are trapped here, it's quite unbeautiful." ”

"You and I are destined, and when we meet today, I will save you. ”

Nie Shuiyao was in a trance when she heard this, and was about to speak, but her mind calmed down in an instant, and she felt inexplicably puzzled, and at the same time, there was a sharp angry rebuke in the painting boat.

"Where did the wild Taoist come from! Dare to go wild in this painting boat!"

With the angry shouts, it was an old woman who walked out together, she was holding a wooden stick, and there were two expressionless maids beside her, and when she saw Li Bichen at this time, she didn't say a word, and a fire rose in her hand, and her two fingers were together, and she shot at Li Bichen.

Nie Shuiyao's face was slightly shocked, and she was about to speak at this time, but she wanted to speak to the old woman, but she didn't expect that she had already made a move.

This is a blazing fire, which can burn everything, and Li Bichen looked at this flame, opened his mouth lightly, and ate the fire directly.

The old woman froze for an instant, and Li Bichen exhaled a breath and smiled: "You planted a spell in the eyebrows of this fish demon, this is the way of the mortal world, the technique of the side door, the multiplication of the bottom, even with your fire, it is not very delicious, some people have evil thoughts and earthy astringency." ”

The words were soft, but the old woman's face changed: "You..... Wait, you've broken my spell!"

Li Bichen sighed lightly, a thunderbolt appeared on the tip of his finger, and with a flick of it at this time, in an instant, the old woman was hit by the thunder, and her whole body turned into charcoal in an instant, and her body curled up, and at this time, she suddenly howled miserably, turning into a prototype.

A catfish spirit was bouncing on the boat at this time, and on both sides, the two beautiful maids also turned into mud and collapsed in an instant.

The catfish spirit jumped and soon fell back into the river, at this time the spirituality had been lost, the true body was broken, and hundreds of years of practice were once turned into nothing.

All the spirits of mountains and rivers, the genus of demons, can transform in a hundred years, and a human form, fade away from the body of a beast, and the former dust cultivation will be dispersed like flowing water.

Now this catfish essence cultivation is gone, and then forget the past, and return to the muddy posture.

"They.... It's all goblins!"

Several mortal women were so frightened that their faces were pale, and some of them shouted directly, pointing at Nie Shuiyao, shouting in their mouths, shouting goblins.

Leprechaun?

Nie Shuiyao was silent, she was a goblin.

His thoughts were a little confused, and at this time, the green silk was suddenly brushed by, and it was the warm palm that gently pressed on his heavenly spirit again.

Raising his head, his eyes were a little confused, looking at the beautiful Taoist in front of him.

The mouth is open and closed, and the pronunciation is like a heavenly sound.

Unconsciously, her eyes lit up, and her head lowered slightly, like a devout believer.

In my ears, I heard the voice of an immortal.

It's so good.

When she opened her eyes again, Nie Shuiyao looked ahead, but it was the water waves wandering, the line of the Tianjiang River. What kind of painting boats, all the boats, all gone, and the light rain is still dripping, she turned her head, but she couldn't see the figure of the fairy family before, after half a sound, the corners of the mouth curved, and smiled lightly.

The piano in her hand was put down, she shook her head gently, the three thousand green silks flew, and the pair of hands played on her head, coiling up her long hair.

She had always been confused, but now, looking at the light rain and Jiang Tian in front of her, she seemed to understand something.

In the faint way, this fish demon seems to hum a ballad:

"Biluo is clear, the rain listens to the strings, and the cloud yarn makes a clever face. ”

"Linjiang Immortal, boat crossing, no Kun Qian. ”

"See me, brush my face, roll me up and sleepless. ”

"Linjiang Immortal ....."