A small flat boat slowly stopped on the shallows.

"This little brother, you can rest here for one night, the waterway in front is difficult to walk, and you can't see clearly at night, I also have to go and exchange the fish and shrimp I called today for some copper coins." ”

Okay. A young man with a black-sheathed sword at his waist stood at the bow of the boat and nodded.

With the boy's approval, the boatman slowly brought the boat onto the shallows. The young man left the boat, walked along the river bank for a while, looked at the nearby scenery for a while, and got into a slightly dilapidated painting boat.

The green-lined dilapidated painting boat has a wine word obliquely picked out, but it is a wine shop.

Inside, there were a dozen or so guests, dressed up, all of them were travelers passing through the place or merchants and men on merchant ships.

When the young man walked into the liquor shop made of a stranded painting boat, they were all listening intently to an old man on the bow of the boat.

This thin old man was in his fifties, with several holes in a blue cloth shirt, his face was wrinkled, his hair was all white, and beside him sat a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old, with braids, who looked like his granddaughter, very delicate.

I saw that his pear blossom plank touched a few times, but the granddaughter next to him was holding a Humu pipa and playing loudly, singing: "The country is broken, and every little bit is tears", the thin old man knocked the plank a few more times, cleared his throat, and was about to say this troubled story again, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of the young man who walked in, and was stunned for a moment before retracting his gaze and continuing his way.

"But it is said that after the white-clothed swordsman slashed back the monk of the King Realm with a sword, he sat down on the road to the end of the world, and this sitting is two hundred years, and in the past two hundred years, no one from the major sects dared to step forward again......."

This young man who appeared in the painting boat was the one who was separated from Zhou Jian on the river that day. At this moment, Mo Yu also heard the old man say something interesting, so he found an empty table by himself, called Xiao Er and ordered two side dishes and sat down.

"At this point, all the sects and families in the Chen Kingdom do not dare to take another step beyond this end of the world! Xie Anran, with one sword, transformed into a mortal, and finally entered the realm of immortals. Speaking of this, the thin old man took off the gourd from his waist, took a big sip, and then tied the gourd back to his waist with satisfaction.

This moistened his throat, but the thin old man did not speak, but stood up, signaled that he would be here today, and then packed up his things with his granddaughter, and turned to find the shopkeeper of the wine shop to take his money today.

Without the storyteller, Mo Yu didn't feel disappointed, but tasted his dishes seriously.

In the past month, he and Zhou Jian have relied on Bigu Dan to fill their stomachs underwater, and now they are eating fish and shrimp from the river water, and there is some indescribable satisfaction in their hearts.

"I take the liberty to disturb Childe, and I ask Childe to forgive me. ”

A slightly respectful voice beside him sounded softly, and when he looked up, it was the thin old man who walked carefully in front of Mo Yu, and his granddaughter was holding the pipa on the side, standing obediently half a step behind the old man.

"If the old man has something to do, he might as well sit down and talk slowly. While speaking, Mo Yu did not stop moving in his hands, picked up a piece of tender white fish meat from the plate with chopsticks, put it in his mouth, and tasted it carefully.

The thin old man sat down with a smile, straightened his blue cloth shirt and said softly: "The son must not be from Chen Guo. ”

Mo Yu was a little surprised, but his expression was still flat, and he put down the bamboo chopsticks in his hand, "The story that the old man just told is very interesting, I wonder if there is really such a thing in the world?"

The old man stroked the beard on his chin, shook his head and said: "It's just a mixed mouth, as for the things in this world, there are so many, the old man knows a little bit about it." ”

Mo Yu was a little surprised by the tone of this old man, he was silent for a moment and said directly: "What does the old man ask for?"

He didn't quite believe that this old man who could see through his origin at a glance, came to him just to chat, and immediately asked straight to the point.

Listening to Mo Yu's words, the smile on the face of such an old man was a little better, and even the strength of brushing his beard unconsciously increased.

"Childe might as well talk about it first, what do you want to know, if the old man can solve the doubts for the childe, it is not too late to talk about the old decay. ”

Mo Yu lowered his head and lifted his bamboo chopsticks, sandwiched a piece of fish meat again, dipped the soup on the plate and said, "Tu Feng, Xie Duanping!"

The little girl behind the old man looked at the scenery outside the window and didn't look at the two people at the table, so she didn't see her grandfather's instant gaffe.

At the moment when Mo Yu said these five words concisely and neatly, the thin old man suddenly tore off the beard he was caressing, and a trace of essence flashed in his eyes.

"What is this person and you?"

Mo Yu swallowed the meat foam in his mouth and shook his head slowly.

"Old man, but never been to that place. ”

Hearing this, the old man took out a bamboo chopstick from the bamboo tube, and also put a piece of fish meat in his mouth, shook his head, turned to his granddaughter and said, "This craft is still a few points behind Xiaoyao." ”

When the little girl heard this, her fingers holding the pipa couldn't help but exert a little force, and her face flushed slightly.

"It's hard to say?" Mo Yu saw that the other party diverted the topic, thinking that the other party must know the news he wanted.

The old man took a bite of meat again, took a big sip of the gourd on his waist and said, "There is nothing bad to say, everyone in the rivers and lakes knows a little about this matter." Xie Duanping is from Tu Feng, and six years ago, he inadvertently got a heavy treasure and was hunted down!

But the people who chased and killed him were very afraid of Tu Feng behind him, so these people were always masked and looking for him everywhere. Later, Xie Duanping fought back all the way to kill the masked man who wanted to take his life, running around all the way, and finally heard that he went to Xia Kingdom, and then there was no news of him in the rivers and lakes. ”

Mo Yu frowned slightly, "Gone?" I can probably guess these things myself.

The old man wiped the mouth of the gourd with his sleeve, and then covered it tightly, although Mo Yu felt that his cuffs were also dirty, but the old man didn't care, and said proudly with a chuckle: "I only said that the rivers and lakes have no news of him, and I didn't say that there is no old man!" Xie Duanping has recently returned, because there is something in Wushan that is about to mature, and he will definitely go to Wushan!"

"Why?"

"For one of his senior sisters!" The thin old man looked at Mo Yu, who was a little stunned, and his face wrinkled and smiled even tighter, "Isn't it a very old-fashioned story?

The little girl couldn't help but roll her eyes when she looked at her grandfather, and then looked at the young man who bowed her head in contemplation, and finally she also lowered her head and played with her lute.

"How often will he go to Wushan?"

"Half a year later!"

"What do you want me to do for this little girl?"

Boom~

The little girl who was plucking the four-stringed lute with her head down was taken aback, and she didn't pay attention, and her fingers staggered to make a sound.

"I'm going to do something that I want you to help take care of my granddaughter for a while, from a month to half a year. When the time comes, if I don't come to pick her up, someone she knows will pick her up. The old man put away his smile and looked at Mo Yu with a serious face.

Mo Yu was stunned for a moment, and then had a headache, "Six months...... You should know that I will go to Wushan, and at that time, I may not be able to protect myself. ”

The old man reached out and took out an object from his arms, put it on the table, pushed it to him, and said, "You know, with this thing, when you can't protect yourself, you will show it, and those people will let my granddaughter go." ”

"What about me?"

"What you did must be something that is dead, there is nothing to talk about!" the old man shook his head.

Although I don't get along with each other for half a pillar of incense, things are also a troublesome matter. However, the other party did give him the much-needed news, and if he relied on himself, he might not be able to find any trace of Xie Duanping.

The premise is, of course, this news...... It's true!

The corners of Mo Yu's mouth twitched slightly, put away the piece of wood on the table, and said curiously: "That...... When are you leaving?"

"Meeting is fate, and the old man is gone now. Ignoring Mo Yu, who was stunned on the side, the old man turned his head to look at his granddaughter with a puff of anger, and said with a soft comfort in his eyes, "Xiao Yao, there is indeed an important matter waiting for grandpa to deal with." During this time, this kid will take care of you, if he dares to bully you, grandpa will come back and lie on his skin and light the sky lantern. ”

Mo Yu couldn't help but shudder when he heard the other party being so amiable and like a spring breeze. Obviously, before, this old man was still screaming with a kind face, and he was going to bring himself to light the sky lantern here!

The little girl bit her lower lip, held back what she wanted to say with a red eye, and finally nodded as if admitting defeat.

Looking at the little girl's appearance, Mo Yu couldn't help but feel a trace of grievance in his heart, thinking that he had just come to the Chen Kingdom Continent, and he had taken over such a burden, which made him sigh in his heart.

The thin old man pulled the little girl aside and whispered, the little girl nodded repeatedly, but looking like that, she couldn't even hold back her tears.

In the end, the little girl was finally coaxed, the thin old man turned around and pulled the little girl over, took a deep breath and said to Mo Yu: "Boy, the old man took care of my granddaughter in exchange for a message, which can be regarded as the old man taking advantage of you, but if you really care about my granddaughter, when the old man comes back, I will give you a great opportunity." ”

The thin old man pulled Mo Yu aside again to see that no one was paying attention to them around, and then he quietly said, "Boy, you escaped from the Xia Kingdom, what is the situation over there now?"

Mo Yu's eyes shrank suddenly, and he was silent, just looking at the other party vigilantly.

Seeing his appearance, the thin old man slapped Mo Yu's head, and said angrily: "You kid, I'm afraid that my old man will harm you!"

Mo Yu originally wanted to avoid this slap, but as soon as he had this idea, he found that his body did not obey the call at all, so he had to take this slap firmly, but fortunately, the other party's slap was not forced.