In the next few days, Nie Jiangsheng didn't go out, and Xian Linjiang rolled up a splash several feet high day and night, covering the sky and the sun. It is estimated that with this situation, I am afraid that there is no hope of crossing the river in the past few days, but I can also see how powerful Lin Qingshu is, although he has not seen the immortals of a hundred years ago, but it is nothing more than that!

Looking at the infant child, Nie Jiangsheng smiled a little after a long time, and even he forgot what it was like to laugh. Stiff, far-fetched, unfamiliar. "'The river is separated from people's tears, the clothes are snowy, and a cold night fire is sent to the abandoned people. In the future, I will call you Nie Li. Nie Li, who was so young, obviously didn't understand what this sentence meant, but the smile that bloomed in his eyebrows was a ray of light sprinkled in Nie Jiangsheng's heart at dawn, supporting his hope to go on.

Time flies, five years have passed in a blink of an eye, the past years are like the flowing water of the fairy river, flowing day and night, gone forever, and the flowers and bones planted in front of the door have also changed batch after batch with the green leaves of this dense forest.

"Lao Nie! It's not me saying that you really love this kid! The boatman on the side joked that this Nie Jiangsheng is also an experienced boatman at the ferry, but since five years ago, he will take a child with him every time he rows. But Nie Jiangsheng used his old and spicy skills to make the flowing water of this immortal Linjiang not dare to surge.

The ferry outside the city of Gusu is exactly the same as five years ago, and after the turmoil subsided, the boatmen here also came out one after another, even if people said that the night was the arrival of immortals, but they still had to beg for food after all.

What immortals have nothing to do with the boatman, saying that this immortal Linjiang is left by the immortals, but they don't believe it, they only believe in their own hands. Make money with your ability, if you can rely on believing in the gods and immortals, you can have no worries about food and clothing, where do these struggling mayflies come from.

Rolling red dust, flying in the waves, the whole world is in it. The clouds and the sky are cloudy, the wind is clear and the water is clear, and there is no trace of thousands of miles empty.

"Hehe, don't look at him, what will I do if someone cheats me out. Who will provide for the elderly at that time? Lao Nie said with a smile, looking at Nie Li sleeping soundly in the canopy, his eyes were full of loving light, since this Nie Li, Nie Jiangsheng's life has also changed, he didn't notice that he has laughed more times in the past few years than in the first half of his life, which also makes him easier to get along with, otherwise the usual stinky temper, except for Lao Li, I am afraid that few people are willing to take care of him.

"But, Lao Nie, you look like this, look at your child, if you are not your own. A few people also gathered around, quipping that the sun was scorching at noon, and few people came out, so they sat together and chatted and passed the time.

This incident has always become a reason for everyone to ridicule Lao Nie, Nie Li was still young before, and he couldn't see anything, but now he is five years old, with fair skin, small and cute facial features, he is really a finely carved porcelain doll, and his big smart black eyes add a bit of spirit.

On the other hand, Lao Nie has a wide face and a square mouth, a pair of sword eyebrows and sideburns, but unfortunately it has not been repaired all the year round, it is messy, and a pair of slender eyes are like a knife. Although Lao Nie is not bad, the traces of time still destroy him completely.

"This is not my son, is it still yours!" Lao Nie scolded with a smile, and the others also laughed. Hearty laughter mixed with a warm breeze blowing the catkins by the river. Watching the snow fall on the river, Nie Jiangsheng went back to the snowy night five years ago in a trance, but the hot skin he felt made him come back to his senses instantly.

Everyone was happy and happy, and they all went to their own boats, and life went on. Nie Jiangsheng looked at the sleeping Nie Li, and a smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.

"Dad, what are you laughing at. Nie Li's crisp voice sounded, it turned out that he woke him up when everyone was laughing just now, and then saw his father smiling stupidly, his face was full of confusion and puzzlement.

"It's okay, I'll think about buying you something to eat in a moment. Nie Jiangsheng stroked his son's head and said happily. Over the years, he has brought Nie Li up with a handful of and urine, and he has been a father and a mother. may be by nature, Nie Li rarely speaks on weekdays, and he has never asked Nie Jiangsheng about his mother, which seems to be a tacit understanding between this father and son.

"Then I'm going to eat sea bass. Nie left his heart and hugged Nie Jiangsheng's neck, there was crystal saliva on the side of his mouth, and then he sucked it back. He buried his head in his father's shoulder, and fell into a deep sleep again.

Seeing Nie Li asleep, his sleeping face evoked memories of the past. Looking at the clear river water reflecting his face, at this moment he couldn't recognize himself, the man with a full beard and a pair of cloudy eyes.

"Dad" "Dad" The face and voice in the memory seemed to be in his ears, and a heart-piercing pain came up, Nie Jiangsheng's eyes were blood-red, and two clear tears flowed out, and the moist and cold tears crossed his skin to make him realize that he was out of shape.

Seeing Nie Li looking at himself with a worried face, Nie Jiangsheng realized that he had lost his temper, quickly wiped away his tears, and told himself in his heart that he was not him, and everything was over.

"Dad, why are you crying. Nie Li grabbed his father's rough palm and stroked the heavy cocoon, the rough, thick, and firm feeling was the most long-lasting feeling in his heart, as if it could make up for something.

"Silly boy, your father didn't cry, remember, as a man, you can't cry. Nie Jiangsheng didn't want to be looked down upon by his son, let alone let him know too much, some things could only be carried by himself.

"Uh-huh. Nie Li obviously didn't understand the deep meaning of his father's words, and nodded stupidly, but he kept this sentence in his mind.

Today, the sun has not yet set, Nie Jiangsheng left with his son early, Gusu City in the afternoon is a little less hot in the hazy dusk, on the Linxian River, blowing a cool wind, Nie Li put his hand into the river, fiddling, looking so unhappy.

No matter how he tossed and played, his body shape did not change his position, the bamboo artemisia in Nie Jiangsheng's hand lightly touched the water, pushed the boat forward, and went upstream, even though the Xianlin River was not turbulent, but Nie Jiangsheng's boat did not deviate in the slightest.

However, Nie Jiangsheng didn't worry much, he grew up by the river since he was a child, and the water nature was excellent. Maybe he grew up next to this Xianlin River, and the five-year-old Nie Li could also climb over this river for a while.

"Outcast, sit tight first. Nie Jiangsheng put away the bamboo artemisia, raised it and held it flat on his chest, watching Nie Jiangsheng put up this posture, Nie Li obediently sat in the canopy, watching his father show his might.

A few meters long bamboo artemisia was danced by Nie Jiangsheng's tiger and tiger, like a meteor, quickly falling on the water, but it seemed to be strong and heavy, but there was no splash, "coo", with a flick of the wrist, a gun flower, a fish broke out of the water and landed on the boat, seeing this, Nie Li ran over and grabbed the fish with both hands and put it in the bamboo basket specially prepared by himself.

"Goo Dong" "Goo Dong" A few muffled sounds, the bamboo artemisia in Nie Jiangsheng's hand fell on the river like a storm, and one after another perch flew out.

"Dad, enough fish. Just let them go!" Nie Lixue looked at the few fish that were still tossing in the bamboo basket, and said, seeing Nie Lixue talking, Nie Jiangsheng collected the artemisia, the river was like a mirror, Nie Jiangsheng walked to Nie Lixue's side as usual, and looked at the pleading that flashed in his son's eyes.

He picked up the fish scattered by the boat one by one and threw them back into the river, strange to say, the fish that were caught by Nie Jiangsheng were not hurt at all.

Nie Li also ran over to help release the fish. Looking at his son's pure heart, Nie Jiangsheng also smiled, it is not bad to live an ordinary life with such a heart.

Back home, in the depths of the dense forest, the bamboo leaves rustle, and the green and vigorous bamboo forest hid their home in the depths of nature, walking on the path. After a pillar of incense, Nie Li and Nie Jiangsheng returned home, this home is very simple, the door, fence, house, table, chair, and bed are all made of bamboo.

Nie Li sat in the courtyard and played with the flowers and plants, while Nie Jiangsheng took the caught sea bass to cook. After a while, a stack of delicious sea bass was baked, and looking at the delicious meal with all the color and flavor, Nie Lixue was happy.

Seeing his son eating so happily, Nie Jiangsheng's eyes were full of smiles, this family can only be regarded as a family since he has it.

"Dad, I want to learn martial arts from you. Nie Li said vaguely, his mouth was still full of fish. Nie Jiangsheng's body trembled after hearing this, and he couldn't complain about Nie Li.

The ancient continent is vast, there are mainly three countries, and they are in the Southern Song Dynasty, although there is a court, but the temple is high, and some things need to be decided by means of rivers and lakes, so martial arts prevail, even if Nie Jiangsheng doesn't say it, the word martial arts will be known by this kid.

"You're still young, your body hasn't grown yet, and when you grow up. I'll teach you. "Nie Jiangsheng can only deal with it, he can drag it out, he and Lin Qingshu are both victims of Wu, although I don't know what happened to the mother of the abandoned child. But one thing can be known, martial arts give people the power to protect themselves, and also give themselves the power to destroy others.

Seeing his father promise him, Nie Li's face was full of joy, looking at his father's figure waving bamboo artemisia, he didn't know why an inexplicable feeling appeared in his heart, that kind of pride.

"Daddy, while I'm growing up, can you teach me how to row? I want to cross the river like you. Nie Li spoke again, he had no friends in his childhood, and the people he saw the most were Nie Jiangsheng, as well as the returnees who came and went when crossing the river.

Looking at Nie Li's expectant eyes, Nie Jiangsheng sighed in his heart, martial arts can't be taught, after a hundred years, what does he live on, it is better to teach him a craft, and it is also a little selfishness. If another thing happens and he doesn't take care of himself, he can live.

"Then you will come with me tomorrow, but the boatman is very bitter, you boy, don't cry when you arrive. Nie Jiangsheng patted his son's head and said with a smile.

"No, absolutely not, Dad, you said, men can't cry. Nie Li's eyes flashed with a sharp edge, this is such a young man should not have, Nie Jiang Shengquan was dazzled by himself, and he didn't want to recall this look.

That night, Nie Jiangsheng had a dream, and the dream was full of that eye, and that look was the same as the moon on the Xianlin River at this time, a sharp horse in a long and continuous line.

Qingshan ink and bamboo cooking tobacco households, there are orphans after the immortal. A book of hearts across the smoke waves, and the moon is sharp.

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