Li Si got into the carriage.

The carriage continued its march towards Changling.

The road is long and difficult, I don't know how many twists and turns, I don't know when I will be able to get to Changling, and I don't know what will happen after I get to Changling.

Thousands of mountains and rivers are blocked, and the news is not well-informed after all, even he does not know that Wang Jingmeng is the disciple of the first sword master who has been recognized in the world.

It's really good to meet such interesting and dreamy people who can give yourself some confidence and warmth.

Li Si lifted the curtains of the car, looking at the green hidden in the road, he gradually smiled, and his ears seemed to sound the songs of many cities in Handi.

......

It's time to eat.

When it's time to eat, you have to eat.

Cultivators often have extraordinary attention to food, and for practitioners, pure heaven and earth aura is naturally the cleanest holy thing, and any other food will leave some adverse effects on the human body to a greater or lesser extent.

But Wang Jingmeng is not particularly particular, and Gu Liren is not particularly particular.

He casually ordered a bowl of red oil spicy soup noodles and two side dishes.

In fact, he is not poor.

The horse thieves he had killed before had a lot of belongings, and even if he divided half of them, it would be enough for him to spend many years.

What's more, he didn't have to worry about whether he had money to eat since a few years ago.

Just looking at the thick layer of greasy and the fat slices looming in the noodle soup, a middle-aged man who walked in front of Wang Jingmeng still felt that Wang Jingmeng was the kind of very poor swordsman who had just come out of the mountain after penance.

He had already eaten it, and he couldn't see such a greasy noodle soup and fatty slices, so his brows wrinkled slightly unconsciously, but his eyes lit up.

The more newly out of the mountain, the rarer the cultivators in the world, the easier it is to be persuaded and swayed by others.

There was no one on the opposite side of Wang Jingmeng, so he sat down directly opposite Wang Jingmeng.

Then he bowed his head slightly and smiled: "In the rest of the night, my master wants to see Mr., I don't know if Mr. is free." ”

Wang Jingmeng took a sip of noodle soup.

He didn't think it was strong enough, so he directly poured the two side dishes into the noodles and turned them with chopsticks, "Who is your master, what are you looking for me to do?"

After saying this, he took a sip of the noodle soup, which was very flavorful, and he was very satisfied.

He replied to the middle-aged man's words very naturally, without any hypocrisy, in his opinion, of course, anything is not only a question of whether he is available, whether he is free or not, but also depends on what the matter is, and what the other party means.

If he doesn't seem to be interested in this matter at all, then even if he has time, he doesn't need to talk about it.

He is very young, and his face still looks very young and immature, but he is relatively quiet by nature, and he is like this at this time, but in the eyes of this middle-aged man, he is a little deliberate, very urban.

"My master's surname is Tang, and he has a lot of business in Changling. And some of them are related to the Gongsun family. The middle-aged man lowered his head slightly, seemingly humble, but it was a matter of habit, and he didn't want people to find out that he might show displeasure, "My master wants to see Mr., he wants to ask Mr. if he is interested in going to Changling with us, and he will treat Mr. well." ”

"Thank you for your kindness. ”

Wang Jingmeng began to eat noodles and said, "It's just that I'm not interested." ”

The middle-aged man froze slightly, but did not give up, and said: "My master is not thin on the soldiers, although it is impossible to say that countless money is at your disposal, but..."

"It's not about money, it's really not about interest. Wang Jingmeng interrupted him.

"Where is there a cultivator who doesn't want to occupy a place in Changling?"

The middle-aged man left with doubts.

In his opinion, this is the same as the fact that water flows downward.

"Sure enough..."

Wang Jingmeng looked at the road when Li Si's carriage left, at this time he naturally had a great curiosity about Changling, but the conversation with this unknown middle-aged man made him feel the most emotional, Li Si was right, there are really not many people in this world who can make people feel interesting.

So people like Li Si will indeed be lonely a lot of the time.

Wang Jingmeng was a little emotional.

The sword intent is the most heart-seeking, and the mind is nothing more than an emotion that bursts out from the heart.

The green mountains and rivers are long, and the lonely people don't know where to return home.

He felt the loneliness of Li Si.

In the alley not far to the left in front of him, a cluster of purple roses was blooming brightly at this time.

It is shrouded in shadows, unnoticed.

It's just that it looks at the blue sky, and looks at the blue along the mottled courtyard wall.

He had sword intent in his heart.

Gu Liren's judgment of himself and him was not wrong.

In Gu Liren's opinion, he was naturally more sensitive to things related to swords, whether it was the sword scripture left by his predecessors, or the faint sword marks, but in his judgment, Wang Jingmeng's talent should be stronger than him.

At this time, Wang Jingmeng learned two sword scriptures, but he created his own first sword move.

......

The sound of the piano is dingdong, like a big bead and a small bead falling on a jade plate.

The light tea is fragrant, dyed so that even a dish of the most ordinary salted peanuts seems to glow.

Outside the pavilion with curtains are lotus ponds, the lotus flowers do not bloom, and occasionally red carp wear between the leaves, spitting out some blisters.

The woman and Gu Liren sat opposite each other, went out with their hands a little casually, threw some cake crumbs to those red carp, and said in a manly voice, "It seems that you are very satisfied with that disciple of yours?"

The woman was wearing plain clothes, not young, but not old, there were no traces at the corners of her eyes, but there was a charm left by the years in her eyes.

"Very satisfied, except that some are too old. ”

Gu Liren smiled and said, "Even if it is easy to see things too clearly, I always feel that young people should always look like young people, which is good like Lin Cooking Wine, very sunny and cheerful." ”

"It seems that your disciple, like you, is too much of his own personality to be impressed. The woman smiled faintly.

Gu Liren thought for a while and said, "It's almost, but it's not the same, you should know that I'm too casual and casual." ”

"So you've traveled hundreds of miles just because you know I'm here and want to hear me play?" the woman smiled faintly.

"People in the world are not to live every day, not to see the scenery they like, to see the people they like, to do what they like? Some people think that Wang Tu hegemony is the right thing, but in my opinion, living the life you like casually is the right thing. Gu Liren said with a smile.

The woman shook her head, "Just to disappoint you." ”

Gu Liren smiled bitterly.

The woman said: "Blood-stained hands are no longer suitable for playing the piano, my junior sister's piano rhyme is no less than mine, if you are disappointed again, it will make her sad." ”

Gu Liren turned his head to look at the woman in the emerald yellow shirt who was playing the piano, and smiled apologetically.

The woman also smiled, but shook her head at him, signaling him not to force it anymore.

Gu Liren also shook his head at the woman who was playing the piano, then looked at the woman opposite and said, "The person you killed is the Dongyang Gate Valve... That man killed your husband, and you killed him and died a natural death, but they don't know who you really are, and I heard that they hired someone to deal with you. ”

"I've come here from Qi Liu, just looking for a quiet place to be an ordinary person. The woman said quietly: "If someone really finds it, I will kill it together, but since you are here, I don't think I need to do it again." ”

She seemed to be talking about things, but Gu Liren just heard her intentions, and said softly: "See you again in the future?"

"It's hard to see in the future. ”

The woman's eyes also became complicated, and she poured a cup of tea for Gu Liren.

A good piano is rare, and a bosom friend is even more difficult to find.

Gu Liren didn't ask where she went, but he knew that people like him, even if they were casual, would still roll up the world, so it was better to miss each other.

......

The breeze is high and far, and there is a big boat flowing down the vast river.

Gu Liren walked out of a laundry alley, he walked straight to the water, and then walked on the waves, walking towards the big boat.

The big ship had a wide field of vision, and the group of people at the bow of the ship were full of pride, but when they saw Gu Liren who was stepping on the waves, the pride and complacency of these people disappeared in an instant.

The ship's anchor was dropped suddenly, and the big ship came to an abrupt halt.

A cultivator was at the front of the bow of the boat, bowed to Gu Liren, and was about to speak.

"I'm Gu Liren of Bashan Sword Field. ”

Gu Liren's voice had already sounded.

"If Dongyang Gate Valve still wants to exist in this world, don't think about making trouble with that person anymore. ”

Gu Liren was most afraid of trouble, so when he said this, he casually slashed a sword.

His hands did not move, but his mind moved.

The cultivator at the bow of the ship found himself feeling a slight chill in his sleeve.

He hung his head in shock, only to find that his sleeve was torn.

Many people behind him also found that their sleeves were torn.

No one dared to speak again.

No one dared to be angry anymore.

The big boat quickly turned around, and went faster against the current than when it came.

There was applause on the river.

"It seems that Yu Zuochi didn't lie to me, you are indeed stronger than him. ”

Gu Liren turned around in such a voice, looked at the cultivator who was also treading water, and said, "My junior brother really never tells lies. ”