That's what the man said. Mo Qiangqiang hurriedly stepped forward and saluted.

The sleeves also hurriedly saluted.

"Ashu, why are you back?" Qingmu took a step forward.

"I didn't find it, and I don't know where to hide, but the eldest brother asked us to find him, but it's really like climbing to the sky. Shu Yunu put the dust in the crook of her arm, and sat down cross-legged in her robe.

"It's good that I didn't let you find the second brother. ”

"The second hall master is the land guest Lu Daxia?" Ze Sleeve is interested in this.

"Yes. ”

The reason why it is called a land guest is because people are too fast, and everything is like a guest, a glance at the ear, when you look for it, the most you can see is just a gust of wind left by the footsteps.

Shu Yunu looked at the fan on the sleeve and said, "Your fan is so familiar, I only know that your weapon is a bamboo fan, and I really haven't seen the real thing, why is it so familiar?......" said and frowned deeper.

Then he took out his sleeve and showed it to Shu Yunu.

"Be careful when you look at it. Mo Qiangqiang hurriedly said.

"Who gave it to you, hairy hands and feet......" then withdrew his hand, glanced at her, and stomped his feet angrily.

As soon as Shu Yunu opened it, she opened the box of the past.

"Bamboo gentleman!" Shu Yunu stood up suddenly, and Pastor Qing's father was also startled, and then he also leaned over to take a look.

"Back then, we met the bamboo gentleman on the road when he rushed to save the bamboo dynasty. Shu Yunu suddenly became violent.

"Why are you there?" Shu Yunu whipped the dust, a fox fire ignited in her eyes, and put the dust on the neck of the sleeve.

Qing Mu hurriedly stepped forward: "Ashu, what are you doing here?"

"He's my dad. Then his sleeves drooped his eyes, and the moonlight was dim under his eyes.

Shu Yunu's heart sank, and her expression turned to shock, she slowly put down the dust and lowered her eyes: "I really didn't expect that the bamboo gentleman's child is still alive." ”

Pastor Qing glanced at the bamboo fan and pulled the corners of his mouth: "I'll bring the medicine." ”

Then he put the bamboo fan around his waist, turned around, and walked towards the collapse.

"And you're going to get revenge?" Shu Yunu's voice remembered again.

Then his sleeves paused, and his tall body was lonely and helpless: "I want to go back and ask my father first." ”

"That's fine. Shu Yunu nodded.

Mo Qiangqiang looked at Ze Sleeve, his hair flowed on his shoulders, he was like a fairy, but now he was like an immortal who fell into the mortal world and was nothing, and he didn't even have a bright expression.

"Why did Master come to Jiang Xuezhai?" Jiang Andong asked with tea as he offered tea.

"If anyone is going to pass through here, I'm going to meet them here. The Moon Fishing Monk looked at Jiang Andong, paused for a few seconds, smiled and took a sip of tea, and narrowed his eyes.

Jiang Andong was puzzled, she probably didn't expect that the Moon Fishing Monk was waiting for Brother Puyu, who she was missing.

"What is the biggest difference between a sword and a stick, do you know?" Liu Moxiao put on a bamboo hat.

"What?" Pu Yu listened carefully.

"The sword, mainly hurts its flesh and bones, one move can kill, the stick, mainly hurts its muscles and veins, a move can be fatal, the stick method of the Foshan school is, spare strength, can't bear to kill people in one move, this is the difference between the stick and the sword, the stick, no matter how cold the texture, is also a warm and sunny thing, the sword, how is it also a cold weapon, no matter how hot the iron is also a cold thing. Liu Moxiao put away his sword, raised his head and smiled.

"What does Liu Daxia mean, tell me to have mercy?" asked Pu Yu.

"Taoism talks about Ji, Buddhism talks about compassion, and righteous people and gentlemen talk about reason, people and sticks are one, so it is the same, it is good to go to your evil spirit, and it is also good for you to cross the rivers and lakes. ”

"Reason?......" Pu Yu is still a little puzzled, what does this reason mean?

Liu Mo smiled and nodded, and left with a flying eaves on the wall.

"Pu Yu, do you understand what the hero means?" Gao Buluo stepped forward and said with a smile.

Pu Yu also tugged at the corners of his mouth: "Mr. should know, Lingmen should know more about the truth in his words." ”

"Do you know why the Falling Mist Dao is long, or Lao Bukan told you to find a moon fishing monk to learn the stick method?" Gao Buluo looked at the ripples on the river.

"I think, it's not just because of the Moon Monk's stick technique, right?" Pu Yu smiled and looked high.

"That's right, what is in the Moon Fishing Monk? The spirit of the wise, the goodness of the benevolent, and the righteousness of the reasonable. ”

"It's the evil spirit of the soul in you, sooner or later this evil spirit will swallow your heart, and you can't get rid of the demons in your heart, and you are worried that you will kill yourself if you do too much injustice. Gao Buluo's brows gradually furrowed, and he turned his head to look at Pu Yu's eyes, which were a pool of deep water, hanging with the wind of a winter night.

"Demons?"

"Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to get the Dejing stick? Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to find the Guangtian Book? Have you also thought about it, Lingmen doesn't have the Guangtian Book, and Biyan Cave doesn't have the Guangtian Book, so where did the Guangtian Book go? Who was the mastermind back then? Biyan Cave, half provoked, or Lingmen, or Fengyu Pavilion? What if you can't take revenge? What should Jiang Xuezhai do? Jiang Anxue's entrustment, the century-old righteous foundation has been ruined, but you are helpless?"

"Mr. Gao. Gui Que took a step forward, he wanted to stop Gao Buluo, but was stopped by Gui Yan.

"It's okay, let me tell. Pu Yu frowned, the wind was blowing stronger and stronger, and the scenery in his eyes was a torrential wind and snow, entangled in anger and grief.

Gao Buluo raised the corners of his mouth: "Because of this, you want to get rid of your evil spirit, this reason, which means that you cross the rivers and lakes basically, why do you cross the rivers and lakes, why do you cross the rivers and lakes, in order to take revenge? Revenge is indispensable for life and death, but how many people will die? Do you know who to kill? Kill cleanly? Have you ever had this idea?"

Pu Yu didn't speak, but the sun was suddenly very dazzling, and he couldn't open his eyes a little.

"Trust me, someone will ask you that in the future. ”

Gao Buluo turned to leave, Pu Yu stood alone on the riverside, his eyes closed, his forehead band fluttering behind his head, and the bamboo embroidered on his forehead was still shining, dark green like a mountain, and strong as a mountain.

The mountains on the opposite side of the river bank are ten thousand ravines, the number of rivers and lakes buried in the ten thousand ravines is no one knows the exact number, go forward for more than ten miles to return to the place where the river flows into the Songjiang River, to there, it is not too far from Zhuzitang and Jiang Xuezhai, and now where to find the moon fishing monk?

Pu Yu sat under the window, looking at the moon, the shadow of the jade tree qionghua above loomed, and the clouds and smoke drifted away from time to time, covering the moonlight and covering his eyes.

"Why do you cross the rivers and lakes, why do you cross the rivers and lakes?...... if you really ask yourself, what should you do?

"Big brother, go to sleep. Gui Yan came over and blew out the candles.

Pu Yu nodded, rolled over and lay down.

Gui Yan sighed lightly and turned to leave.

The moonlight was the same, shrouded in the eaves like a veil, the sound of the jade flute was broken, and the past was sprinkled like rain under his eyes.

"You teach me to make this cup of tea, and I pay for it, not only for this cup, but for many, many cups. The wind kite lay on the counter, smiling and looking high.

"Wind girl, don't make fun of Gao, the tea of flowers and birds can't be passed on, besides, the wind girl is still the young lady of the Moon Queen Villa, how can she not understand this little leaf bitter ding brewing method?" Gao Buluo looked at the waist card of the Moon Queen Villa on the waist of the wind kite, and a short jade flute, and said with a smile.

"But I want you to teach me how to soak. The kite stood up and walked behind the counter.

"I really don't understand, ...... is the wind girl" Gao Buluo said this, and closed his mouth helplessly. She noticed it, laughed twice, and said, "What, do I like you somewhere?"

Gao Buluo dodged his eyes, flicked his sleeves and walked to the back hall.

"Everywhere I have taken a fancy to it, the people of Lingmen actually put down everything to open a teahouse in the town, are we still different in ambition?" Passing through the porch and coming to the main hall of the living room, the next person bowed down and went out to make tea, he sat behind the low table, and the wind kite sat behind the side case.

"Where is the same? You are trying to avoid the control of the old man Feng, I look down on fame and fortune, and seek the tranquility and self-sufficiency of the mortal world. Gao Buluo glanced at him.

"What, I'm better here in the villa, at least people are afraid of your reputation as the world's No. 1 teahouse...... I also want to be calm and self-sufficient, and find a man to settle down......" She moved to Gao Buluo's side, and her two eyes flashed and looked at Gao Buluo. She's like a dog skin plaster, and she can't be picked off.

Later, when the Shangyuan Festival was noisy, she said: "I don't have the surname Feng, the surname is Ge." ”

When the wind really blew, the high scimitar didn't save her. It was still a cold night with winter snow, and the one who came was a half-imprisoned killer, led by a guy who used a chain of iron.

In the end, Gao Buluo woke up in the courtyard of the neighbor's house, and when he returned, there was no body of Ah Kite in a building, and the ground was a dilapidated ruin left by the fight, and there was a pool of blood. There's a piccolo in the blood.

The wind went into his sleeve again, which was the reason why he crossed the rivers and lakes, to take revenge, to find his kite, and to protect her.

This is the people in the rivers and lakes, everyone has a heart, so they brewed a gray eye, and a gorgeous dress without patterns. I don't know if it's the preference of the dynasty, or everyone's heart can't fit it, no one loves Huase, no one loves Chunrong. Some people have a pair of eyes filled with fire, and some people have burned out the fire in their eyes, and there is only a handful of ashes.