The old courtyard, the old tree, the old man, and the old wine.

The old man was lying on a yellowed rattan chair, the sun was just right, the old man was basking in the sun, and from time to time he took a sip of old wine, which seemed extraordinarily leisurely.

"Good old helmsman. Passers-by greeted the old man warmly. The old man smiled and nodded in response.

"Old helmsman, I have just brought a few hares from the mountains, and I specially brought them to you to drink. A short time later, a young man came in with a bow on his back.

"You kid thief, you're here to be greedy for my old pub again, so why don't you go to the kitchen and deal with it. The old man scolded with a smile.

"Hey!" the young man didn't care, and walked into a room in the courtyard, and after a while remembered the sound of ping-pong pots and pans, and then a smell of meat wafted out.

This old man's name is Qiao San, he was originally a scholar, he got half a fragment of the book by chance, and embarked on the path of cultivation, thinking that there would be a road open to him, but later he found out that the half of the fragment was just an ordinary practice cheats that could no longer be ordinary, and he was also because of his roots, he did not have a gate to accept him as a disciple, and he became a casual cultivator.

After arriving at the rudder, Qiao San knew that the sect of this rudder was in the demon world, called the Corpse King Temple, and the rudder here was just one of the many rudders of the Corpse King Temple in the world. This rudder is not big, and the old helmsman is only a dozen people, the Corpse King Temple is known as the evil demon crooked path in the cultivation world, but Qiao San doesn't care, after wandering in the cultivation world for many years, it is not easy to have a place to settle down.

After another forty years, the old helmsman passed away, and Qiao San naturally became the helmsman of this rudder, and I don't know when he started to change from the helmsman to the old helmsman.

Although this is a rudder of the Corpse King Temple, since Qiao San has been here for nearly a hundred years, he has never seen anyone from the Corpse King Temple. I wonder if this place has been forgotten by the Corpse King Temple, Qiao San thought.

Every few years, he adopts some homeless orphans, passes on some basic cultivation spells, and when they grow up and have independent survival ability, those who don't want to stay let them go on their own, and those who are willing to stay let them settle here.

Qiao San didn't have any other thoughts, just because he was grateful to the old helmsman for saving his life, thinking that he could leave some incense for the rudder, and in a few decades, he would be about to enter the ground. When the time comes, choose a stable boy to be the helmsman and guard here. The Zhao boy in front of him is good and calm. You can let him go out for two or three years, see the world, and then come back to pass on the exercises left by his old helmsman. You can inherit this position smoothly.

Anyway, Song Xiaozi was willing to stay, but he didn't expect it, but unfortunately he didn't have the roots of cultivation, but he was also twenty years old, and it was time to tell him a daughter-in-law, Xiaohua in the next village seemed to be very interesting to him, and he would talk to Xiaohua's father in a few days, and then let those boys make some money and help Song Xiaozi make a yard in the next village, which can be regarded as a home.

"Old helmsman, the rabbit meat is ready. As he spoke, he saw that the young man had taken out a small table from the room and placed it under the shade of a tree. Then he brought out two bowls of meat and a few side dishes.

"The wine is in my room, go get it yourself. Qiao San took a piece of meat and put it in his mouth and said with satisfaction.

"Okay!" Hearing the old helmsman's words, the young man in front of him nodded excitedly and hurriedly ran into the room in the courtyard. After a while, he came out, with a small jar of wine in his hand, and sat down with Qiao San and drank it.

"Dog, tomorrow you go to the market and sell the mink that you beat some time ago. Qiao San said.

"That's the finest fur, and I called to make a coat for the old helmsman. The young man in front of him said hurriedly, "And the old helmsman, can you not call me by my nickname, Seventh Brother, they always laugh at me, my name is Zhao Qingfeng." ”

"What's you yelling about?" Qiao San knocked Zhao Qingfeng's head dissatisfied, "Your Song Qi brother is not too young, I think that Xiaohua in the next village is very interesting to him, I plan to talk to Xiaohua and his father in a few days." Tomorrow you go and sell the mink, buy some rice and noodles, and buy two pieces of cloth. There must always be a look of proposing, no. ”

"Hey!" Zhao Qingfeng nodded happily, obviously happy for Song Qige.

The wine was gone, and it was evening. Zhao Qingfeng hummed a little song with satisfaction and left, leaving Qiao San alone on the rattan chair. "Stinky boy, I don't know how to help the old man clean up. Looking at the mess in the courtyard, Qiao San scolded with a smile. Looking at the sky again, two or three stars have been revealed, watching these children grow up, this life is very good.

The small village is not big, a happy event can make the whole village lively for two or three days, Qiao San and Ah Hua and his father are total, and it is good to see the two children, so they are ready to do it on the third day of the proposal, saying that they will help Song Qingshu to get the yard together after finishing the work, and after mentioning the family, the whole village knows that there is a happy event coming, the west family kills the chicken, the east family kills the duck, and is ready to hold the wedding banquet together.

At this moment, the groom official was reading hard in the east wing of the courtyard, Zhao Qingfeng looked at Song Qingshu with envy on the side, although Song Qingshu had no talent for cultivation, but it did not prevent Zhao Qingfeng from worshiping Song Qingshu, because Song Qingshu was the only person in the entire village who had the talent to read.

According to Qiao San, Song Qingshu's current knowledge has long surpassed him, and it is absolutely appropriate to go outside to take a top prize. Song Qingshu also thought so, when he married Xiaohua, he would go to the examination to gain fame, and then take Qiao Lao away, so that Qiao Lao could enjoy his old age in peace. No one in the village knew that they had already passed the Xiucai examination last time they went to the province.

"Seventh brother, you're about to marry a daughter-in-law, how can you still have the heart to study, I really admire your temperament. ”

Song Qingshu shook his head with a smile, "You, you're not too young, it's time to put away your thoughts, if you have time, how good it would be to read the sage book with me." ”

"You don't want any fairy books, the gods are heavenly, the groom and the groom hurry up to change the clothes and pick up the bride!" The welcoming team was already waiting, and when the groom rode on the horse, everyone couldn't help but sigh that it was a young man in fresh clothes and angry horses.

The greeting ceremony was not expressed, it was noon when he came back, and the banquet was held in Qiao San's courtyard, which was specially proposed by Song Qingshu, because Qiao Lao raised himself, and he also took Qiao Lao as his high hall.

In the distance, two men and one woman walked three young people, the woman dragged the floor in a long skirt, embroidered with a picture of a hundred birds, and with the woman's beautiful face, it seemed that the hundred birds were worshipping her proud phoenix, while the other two men were dressed in black and blue, both were handsome young people, and the man in blue had a short beard, revealing a steady atmosphere. The only thing the three have in common is a small Taiji diagram embroidered on their left shoulder.

"Senior Brother Wind and Thunder, are you sure this place? Are we really going to ......," the woman asked.

"Believe me, it's definitely right, Senior Sister Luo Ling, I don't know the sinister heart of the human heart, last time a guy came to my Taiyi Sect to be called as a servant, fortunately, the third uncle was well-informed, and he saw the shadow of the corpse king hall in the exercises he used, and captured him and tortured him to ask him where he came from, hey, that kid is quite tough, don't say whether he lives or dies, or Uncle Shi used the soul searching method on that kid to get here. The young man in black couldn't help but be a little worried about her when he saw that the junior sister in front of him was so kind.

Song Qingshu, who had been greeting at the door, saw that these three people were extraordinary, and knew that they must not be ordinary people, so he came over and said: "Look at a few people who are not locals, it really happens that there is a happy event here today, if you don't dislike it, you might as well come and participate together." ”

"Let's do it!" the man in black looked at Song Qingshu and said contemptuously.

Before Song Qingshu could react, a sword light had already swept through his heart. Song Qingshu looked at each other in astonishment, as if he couldn't believe that this moment was the end of his life, today was the day of his little Dengke, he stretched out his hand to grab something, and finally fell down weakly.

At this moment, everyone had already noticed this, and I don't know who screamed, everyone ran away in all directions, but several young men were surrounding Luo Ling and the three of them, and the speed was no longer comparable to ordinary people.

"Seventh Brother!" Zhao Qingfeng was even more familiar with the anger, watching Song Qingshu gradually disappear. "You are looking for death. Zhao Qingfeng roared and smashed his fist into the man in black.

"The light of rice grains also dares to compete for glory. The man in black was very disdainful of Zhao Qingfeng's fist, and he didn't see any movement from him, the Taiji diagram on his left shoulder emitted a faint yellow light, and Zhao Qingfeng's fist was difficult to enter.

Before Zhao Qingfeng could make any other moves, a sword slashed, and Zhao Qingfeng's outstretched hand was broken shoulder to shoulder. Zhao Qingfeng didn't care about the broken arm at all, and waved his other fist to thunder.

"Hmph, cut off any hand you stretch out. As he spoke, another sword slashed and another arm fell.

"Ahh

"It is your remnants of the devil who will be punished! Feng Lei squatted down, looked at Zhao Qingfeng, who was like a human stick, and sneered.

"Phew!" a mouthful of saliva spat out towards the wind thunder, which landed on the face of the wind thunder.

This move made Feng Lei lose face, especially in front of Senior Sister Luo Ling, which immediately made Feng Lei annoyed, "Miscellaneous, dare to spit on me! I want you to survive, you can't die!" In an instant, dozens of sword rays appeared and flew towards Zhao Qingfeng.

In the blink of an eye, Zhao Qingfeng had turned into a bloody man, and it turned out that every sword light had taken away a piece of flesh and blood from Zhao Qingfeng's body, but it didn't hurt his life—Ling Chi!

The wind and thunder still seemed to be angry, and more than a dozen sword rays flew out!

"Forget it, senior brother, why bother him, give him a good time!" Luo Ling sighed and said, as the voice fell, a blue light pierced Zhao Qingfeng's eyebrows, and returned to Luo Ling's hand, but it was a hairpin.

"Senior Brother Fengyuan, let's do it!" Luo Ling said again, and the man in blue answered, waving the magic trick with both hands, and four small flags flew out, and the wind turned into four big flags to enclose the entire village.

"Fellow Daoist, please stop!"