As the sun sets, the morning glow and cirrus clouds infect half of the sky.

On top of that clear and quiet waterhole, an old Taoist in Tsing Yi with big sleeves waving was walking away from the mountain with a young man who kept waving to a certain place.

One is happy, the other is sad.

At this time, a young man in white who had just bent down to salute and slowly walked out of the small bamboo building also raised his head and waved his hand, walking between the mountains and fields.

The difference is that there is a long sword wrapped in gray cloth behind the white clothes, on which someone has the word "Qingfeng" engraved with gold thread.

The young man was drunk, his eyes were hazy, and he staggered and moved slowly.

I don't know how long I walked, a stick of incense, an hour, or a few hours.

It wasn't until the sky was full of stars that the boy stopped and sat down cross-legged, but the mountains and fields were not black under the lights.

As far as the young man could see, there was a splendid mansion with brilliant lights and a majestic mountain.

The young man shook his head, and in an instant, he lost all his sense of alcohol, his eyes were fixed on the line, and he muttered: "Why does such a mansion exist in this inaccessible place, it can't be a monster and a ghost, but why didn't Senior Mo tell me just now?"

Jiang Huai slightly rustily held the long sword behind his back, and even took out a white rice paper to write down a travel talisman, hiding it in his sleeve, if there was really an accident, try not to panic.

He hid in the shadow of the tree, standing on tiptoe and stopping dozens of feet in front of him.

But the scene in front of him made the boy even more suspicious.

In front of the Fuli Gate, there are two thin figures who drink and keep vigil with glasses, talking and laughing, and they are very happy.

Jiang Huai lowered his body, slightly urging Haoran's qi to melt into his eardrums, and listened to his conversation.

I saw one of them raise a pot and drink bitterly, and made a gesture of kneading something with both hands, and said awkwardly: "The woman who the lord of the mansion just invited is really like a fairy, not only charming, especially the two taels of flesh on the chest, it is really a big scared person." ”

The other person smiled: "Look at your unproductive appearance, it's best to remove the hook in your eyes, that woman is extraordinary at a glance, not to mention that she was born so watery, she followed the man beside her, just glanced at me like falling into the abyss, and besides, this place is not far from the green bamboo sword fairy, it is not easy for us to practice, if you become a ghost under the skirt or a soul under the sword because of a while, don't blame me for not reminding you." ”

The man nodded.

Jiang Huai was inevitably a little happy when he heard the conversation between the two.

He clearly felt a strange aura from the two of them, although he didn't look closely, it should be a demonic aura, but the latter's conversation and vision were obviously much higher.

After that, there was a lull.

Jiang Huai turned around and wanted to leave, but the sound of pushing the door drifted into his ears.

A young woman with a graceful posture and a skirt only reaching her thighs danced out, and the young man blushed just by looking at it, as the two said, the big chest scared to death.

The two vigils lowered their heads, and the woman suddenly raised her eyes, as if sensing a hint of voyeurism, and behind her, a tall man with hideous muscles, immediately stepped out, his fists like sandbags, like a fierce tiger rushing, showing his burly posture in the dark night, and slamming down on that shadow in one leap.

Suddenly, the smoke and dirt flew together, but there was no trace of it.

The tall man slowly squatted down and picked up a hand of dirt, sniffed it, kneaded it again, and stood with his fists closed, looking into the distance, with a hint of doubt on his face.

In front of the door of the Fuli Mansion, a young brother with a face like a crown of jade and a dark robe walked out of the door and asked respectfully, "Shangxian still has something to explain?"

But the next moment, the tall man grabbed the collar with one hand and lifted it in the air, and angrily reprimanded: "You little demon dare to play tricks in front of us!"

The man in ink waved his hand again and again, looking nervous, "The two things they explained, the villain wrote them down one by one, but they didn't dare to play tricks." ”

The young woman narrowed her eyes, smiled charmingly, and said softly: "Forget it, in my opinion, that person may just be a passing mountain and wild cultivator, as for the things I explained to you, you must give me a prison, otherwise..."

The charming woman kneaded the earlobe of the ink-robed boy, and muttered a few words of magic on her lips, and the two vigils who bowed their heads and did not dare to raise their eyes instantly turned hideous, exploding from the inside, and flesh and blood flew all over the sky.

The man's ink robe was covered with blood, and his jade face was whiter inside.

On the other hand, the other two were spotless, as if nothing had happened, but the woman except for the waves on her chest, her two thighs were as bright as jade under the moonlight, which was really attractive.

The woman smiled coquettishly and said: "The demon clan has the largest number of rats in you, and it is also widespread, so it shouldn't be difficult for you to help me pay attention to the Jiaolong clan, but why can you be a little mouse spirit and set up camp next to a Yuanying Sword Cultivator, and still live so freely?"

The ink-robed man didn't dare to wipe away the blood on his face, and said in a low voice: "That old man has a yellow dog in front of him, and I have a brotherly relationship with him, and I swear not to do evil things, so that I can live like this." ”

The woman covered her mouth and smiled: "It is said that dogs take mice, and your friendship is also surprising, not to mention that you can still get shelter here, which is really smart." ”

The woman and the man turned and left, and disappeared on a path illuminated by the large lantern of the palatial mansion.

Then someone collapsed to the ground, and the brightly lit mansion disappeared into the mountains.

The tall man, with his muscles as hideous as the undulating hills, walked side by side with the woman, rubbing his nose, a little impatient with the pungent scent.

He looked ahead at the silent scene of the moon sprinkling the mountains and fields, snorted coldly, and asked, "Why don't you let me kill that young man in white, isn't it that my heart is rippling again, and I want to find a little white face to nourish the yang and replenish the yin?"

The delicate woman walked leisurely, her chest trembling slightly.

She pinched out an orchid with two fingers, and said playfully: "You, even if you become a human, your brain is full of paste, and I have set up a few ways to obstruct the eyes in front of the mansion, if there is no one to help it, how can a Confucian student of the Three Realms have such great ability." ”

The man folded his hands on his sleeves and raised his eyebrows, "You mean that the Qingzhu Sword Immortal deliberately let the young man witness this scene, but what is the deep meaning in this?"

The woman shook her head and smiled softly, "How can I guess, it is estimated that the old guy made his favored juniors understand some truths, such as the most poisonous heart of beauty." ”

Thousands of meters away, the white-clothed young man with his back sword who had to use three crossing talismans rushed through the night.

He patted his chest and muttered as if he had realized something: "Chang Zizi is right, girls in short skirts are really not easy to mess with." ”

The young man, regardless of the situation behind him, just scurried forward, slammed his sword on the ground, and leaped forward.

It wasn't until the faint light faded into the night that he panted and slowed down.

The young man patted the empty bag close to his body, took out a jar of private Huadiao wine sent by the old man, opened the mud seal, poured it with his head up, pursed his lips after a burst of heavy drinking, tied the long sword back behind him, and continued to move forward.

Walking on the dark path at night is really not a pleasant thing, but remembering that man's punch like a swift wind is much better than being caught and beaten half to death, or dying before he has become a real sword immortal.

Who would have thought that a teenager would walk alone all night, occasionally drinking, occasionally playing with the long sword behind him, and finally see the light when he looked up.

But there was no dirt road in front of the young man, and the mountains and forests were all hidden behind him, and a vast river slapped across both banks.

Jiang Huai squatted down and held water to wash his face, stretched out his hand to stir the river water, and looked up into the distance.

The sky was slightly white, and the gentle breeze blew on his face, smoothing the young man's brows and rolling up the splash on the river.

I don't know if there is a black python in this river, and whether it is good-hearted and will not maliciously hurt people.

A loud singing voice broke the boy's musings.

On the surface of the river, a lone boat split the river, and the water surface was cut in half along the bow of the boat, bringing the water waves and returning to calm.

An old man in a cloak cranked an oar in one hand, a wine jug in the other, and sang a slightly difficult dialect ballad, standing on top of a boat.

Behind it, thousands of fish hovered and swam as if they were carrying a boat.

It's jaw-dropping.

The young man squatted by the river, holding his cheek with one hand and frowning slightly, "This person is really like the black python of the Canglan River, he is a monster, or he is some monk with advanced Taoism." ”

The old man in the lily robe squinted his eyes, and then smiled heartily: "Baby, get up so early, you are in a hurry to cross the river." ”

Jiang Huai got up and nodded, and asked in a loud voice: "The seniors are specially carrying people across the river, how many silver taels do you have to collect?"

The old man waved his hand, with a smile on his face, "It's not a special boat business, but who would mind the white silver, I'll take you across the river for five taels of silver, how do you feel?" ”

The young man turned around and left, five taels of silver? Then I might as well take a detour.

I'm still able to eat with my legs.

The old man hurriedly changed his words and said, "Is it okay to have three taels of silver?"

"Two-two, two-two!"

The young man turned around and stretched out a finger and shook it, "At most, one or two pieces of silver, seniors can't do it." ”

The old man smiled bleakly, docked the boat to the shore, and laughed at himself: "The old man is a dignified man... I can't even earn five taels of silver to support the boat in person, it's really a declining world, and people's hearts are not ancient. ”

He shook his head again and said, "That's it, come up." ”

The young man quickly jumped onto the boat, sat on the board, pointed to the fish behind him, and asked with a smile: "Senior, is this school of fish following you or this boat?"

The old man propped up the boat and pushed it hard, and the boat turned around and went to the river, saying to himself: "Those who have attained the Tao will come from all directions to greet them." ”

The boy crawled on the stern of the boat and asked, "Then you dragged the stern into the water with the bait?"

The old man stumbled and almost didn't stand firm, and said, "Okay, boy, your eyes are lively." ”

The young man smiled, and understood why there were so many fish following, took out a tael of silver from his arms, thought for a moment and took out five copper plates and put them in the corner of the boat, and when the old man saw it, he smiled and said: "Can the old man talk about some miscellaneous things, or where will he go after crossing this river?"

The old man retracted his gaze from the silver, looked at the boundless water of the picture scroll, and said comfortably: "This river is called Chongxiao River, the two ends of the river head are scattered, increasing upward, although you can't perceive it, you can go from one end to the other end and have invisibly pulled up dozens of meters, so give the word Chongxiao, and you can see the love of people on both sides of the river for it."

"As for the other side, walk along the mountains for more than ten miles, and you will go to Gaohai County, which has some relationship with the Chongxiao River, and as for what happened after passing Gaohai County, then I don't know. ”

The old man sat in the boat, slowly put away the silver, although he did not shake the oars, the boat also moved quickly, I don't know if it was the fish that clinged to the stern of the boat, or as the old man said, "Those who have attained the Tao come from all directions!"

The old man in the cloth took a sip of wine, took out the cigarette stick on his waist, hit the flint, and smoked a thick cigarette, and quipped: "Boy, you came at the right time, Gaohai County is at the time of the summer fish tide, even if it is a dragon's beard fish that costs five taels of silver on weekdays, you can buy one now for only a few hundred yuan, if you have spare money, you can try it." ”

It can be seen that the young man in white neither nodded nor shook his head, but just took out the wine jar and drank the wine.

The old man showed a mouthful of yellow teeth and said with a smile: "Gaohai County is the land of fish and rice, and the girls in it are also extremely beautiful, with red lips and white teeth, thin waists and big breasts, if you have spare money, you can also try." ”

The young man didn't know whether he was drunk, or he was blushed by the thin waist, and shook his head again and again like a rattle.

The old man thought about it quite seriously, and sneered: "Isn't your baby still a chick, when we were at our age, rich families were only in their teens and had wives and concubines in the same house, and even more so they were able to take the baby into the water to fish, which is really not as good as a generation." ”

Jiang Huai looked at the man with a wicked smile on his face, sighed, and took out two more copper coins from his arms and gently put them in front of the old man.

The old man pinched away the copper plate, spit out a thick smoke, and asked seriously: "I'm really not joking with you, what kind of girl do you kid like, don't worry about it, the old man may be able to be a meeting in the future and complete a beautiful marriage." ”

The old man raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Do you like to be gentle and virtuous, sexy and spicy, well-behaved and exquisite, or that dignified and stern noble lady, or that fearless heroine among women?"

The boy panicked, and had to gulp down his drink, his cheeks crimson as if they were burning.

The old man pursed his lips, pinched his fingers with one hand in private, squinted for a while, showed a wicked smile, and sneered: "You kid is really not a fuel-efficient lamp, and I want the girl with three thousand black hair, playing the piano and masking her face, and thinking about the woman in the short skirt with huge breasts and charming legs, okay, you have the style of the old man." ”

For the first time, the young man in white who was out of the house really fell into this kind of helpless embarrassment, even if he faced the man's thunderous punch in front of the rich mansion, he was only a little flustered, but he was not in a state of mind like a lonely boat entering the sea, and he was trapped in it and didn't know how to fall into the boat.

I'm afraid that others won't believe it, and I'm afraid that if I say it, I'll ruin others' innocence.

The heart of a young man is the simplest, as white as paper.

The old man smiled slightly, as if teaching the younger generation, and said softly: "Reader, it doesn't matter, you have to say it out loud if you like it, and not only let yourself know, but also let the world hear it. ”

The young man was fascinated by this, and nodded for the first time, and quickly shook his head: "What the old man said is reasonable, but I really don't like those two girls." ”

Lao Zhouzi said "oh?" and asked, "Then what do you like?"

The young man didn't know that he had stepped into the trap step by step, and there was a hint of yearning on his face, and he murmured: "You don't need to be beautiful, it's better to have a pair of eyes like autumn water, not very charming, just to make people happy when they look at it, you will be happy if she is happy, and it is best to endure some hardship." ”

The more the boy spoke, the quieter his voice became, and in the end it was as thin as a mosquito and a fly.

Lao Zhouzi laughed, rubbed the tears in his eyes and praised: "Good vision." ”

Old Zhou Zi turned to ask: "If others like you but you don't like her, do you know how to refuse without breaking that person's heart." ”

The boy shook his head.

Lao Zhouzi said indifferently: "For example, you are a good person, and for example, a writer who writes interesting essays said, you are very beautiful, don't think about being beautiful." ”

"You're a good guy?"

The young man muttered again, and hurriedly drank in shame, how could anyone like him.

Lao Zhouzi saw through the young man's thoughts, smoked and smiled, "You never know what you look like in other people's hearts, but it's okay to do so, the narrow road may not be able to meet a girl with eyes like autumn water, but there is an old man to remind you, if, I said that if you really meet a girl who makes you yearn for in the future, remember not to let her cry, it is easy to stain your clothes, and it is easy to walk thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, but if you break someone's heart, what compensation do you take!"

The boy shook his head this time unusually firmly, "Definitely not!"

Lao Zhouzi smiled and asked, "What's your name?"

The young man sat precariously and said in a deep voice: "My name is Jiang Huai, from Shangde... Qianping County!"

Lao Zhouzi nodded with a smile on his face, glanced at the long sword behind the young man, and then waved his big hand, and the sound spread across the river.

"Get on board!"

After this, the stern of the boat was densely covered with schools of fish, helping the water to propel forward, and an inconspicuous ravine was drawn on the surface of the river, where the lone boat passed, and the waves swept on both sides.

Then there was a louder sound that echoed in front of the boy's ears.

"Get up and hold your sword!"

Jiang Huai was stunned, then stood up, pulled out the three-foot long sword engraved with the word Qingfeng behind him, held it in both hands, and held it in front of his chest.

After that, a grand voice was sent back into the young man's heart, vibrating back and forth.

"Urge the aura of the mighty to cover the blade of the sword, just like you write a character, just swing it lightly. ”

The young man raised the Qingfeng long sword above his head, and wisps of golden aura on the blade wrapped around his body from top to bottom.

Then it's a gentle downward wave.

A visible golden thread was inspired by the blade of the sword, spreading across the surface of the river and splitting the water.

Above the Chongxiao River, before the boat, there is a shallow ditch cut on the surface of the river.

The young man put away his sword and stood, and then turned back, the page of the boat was gone, and he was already standing on the other side of the high sea county full of fishing.

The young man in white held the sword behind him, bowed to the vast river, and whispered: "If I can really meet the girl I yearn for, I will not only say, but also say loudly, if someone makes her cry..."

The young man raised his long sword and said loudly: "Then it will be like my predecessors taught me to practice swords, let the tears flow backwards, and rush into the sky!"