On the second day, Shen Guhong hadn't woken up yet, and the entire inn had already turned upside down. A noisy voice came, Shen Guhong opened his eyes, got up, smelled his own wine, and couldn't help but smile bitterly. He is really not very good at wine, and after drinking these three meals last night, he only feels uncomfortable today, and the noise outside the door is even more annoying. After putting on his clothes, Shen Guhong walked to the door, but when he saw that there were overlapping figures outside, he couldn't help but wonder in his heart: "Is something wrong?"

Shen Guhong put the Xuantie box on his back and opened the door, only to see that all the people standing in front of the door were martial arts people. The person at the front stretched out his hand, pressed against the door opened by Shen Guhong, and said loudly: "Under the eight-armed ape, challenge Shen Daxia." ”

Then dozens or hundreds of people shouted to challenge Shen Guhong, and Shen Guhong stood still, not knowing what to do for a while. After thinking about it carefully, he already understood that it must be caused by the uncontrollable eight mouths of the Jinling Eight Tigers, but thinking that Xiao Sangongzi also helped, now that so many people want to challenge him and block his way out, how should this be?

But at this moment, a thunderous voice came: "You want to challenge Brother Shen? Come! Come! Come! Fight with me Zhuo Da first, see if you are qualified!"

Shen Guhong listened to this arrogant voice and knew that it was the Jinling Eight Tigers who had arrived. The reputation of these Eight Tigers is famous far and wide, not a person who has just become famous like Shen Guhong, and those who are challenging at the moment think about it carefully, and they all think that the Jinling Eight Tigers are not easy to mess with, so they all retreat. In fact, they wanted to challenge Shen Guhong, in addition to being famous, they also felt that Shen Guhong was just alone, but they never thought that Shen Guhong would become friends with the Eight Tigers of Jinling, so they were naturally bored.

After everyone retreated, the Eight Tigers of Jinling rushed forward, and before Zhuo Da could speak, Zhuo Er preemptively said: "Brother Shen, let's take you to a good place today." ”

Shen Guhong glanced at a few people suspiciously, and said with a smile: "Won't you go to the bar again?"

When the Zhuo brothers heard this, they all smiled, Zhuo Dadao: "Today, we are going to this place, not only drinking, but also singing, if anyone comes to this Jinling City and does not go to this good place, it will really be in vain." ”

The brothers of the Zhuo family echoed and talked nonsense, and Shen Guhong understood that these people were going to Mochou Lake.

Shen Guhong smiled: "I thought you were going to drink flower wine and listen to music." ”

Zhuo Er sneered: "In that kind of fireworks field, our brothers rarely go. ”

"Second brother is lying, we haven't been there at all!" Zhuo Ba said.

Zhuo Er's face turned red, knocked Zhuo Ba's head, and said, "Tell you to raise the bar!"

Zhuo Ba had to stand there aggrieved and touch his head, Shen Guhong saw this, but he smiled, he really couldn't imagine that the fierce Jinling Eight Tigers who were in Qifeng Tower last night were eight living treasures today.

Zhuo Dadao: "If Brother Shen doesn't like to listen to music, let's return another place." ”

Shen Guhong said: "This Mochou Lake is the song and dance girl of the legendary King of Chu Qingxiang?"

"We don't know what the king is, or whatever, but the music played by the Mochou girl on the Mochou Lake is really good, and in addition, she is estimated to be extremely beautiful. "Zhuo Avenue.

Of course, Shen Guhong knew that this Mo Chou here would not be the legendary Mo Chou who had collaborated with Jing Cha, Qu Yuan and others on the elegant music of "Yangchun White Snow", he just said this casually, but he didn't know that when the Eight Tigers of Jinling talked about martial arts, it was like drinking fine wine, and when they talked about these historical legends, they would fall asleep. They are not people who like to listen to music, they will sleep when they listen to music, they just regard Shen Guhong as a friend, and Shen Guhong is the first time to come to Jinling, they naturally want to lead Shen Guhong to swim well, and the eight brothers discussed for a while before choosing this Mochou Lake. Shen Guhong didn't know the reason for this, but when he heard Zhuo Da's words, he was stunned for a moment, and said, "Brother Zhuo said that it was an estimate, what does this mean?"

"Brother Shen doesn't know, this Mochou girl sings well, plays the piano well, but she likes to cover her face with a veil, and others can't see her appearance, but her body and voice, that is nothing to say. "Zhuo Avenue.

Shen Guhong's eyes flashed when he heard this, Zhuang Mei'er, the number one beauty in martial arts today, also covered her face with a veil, it seems that this Mochou girl does have a bit of mystery.

"What are you talking about? So energetic?" Wen Yongjie left the inn early to do things, naturally he didn't know what those people in the martial arts came to challenge, when he came upstairs, he saw Shen Guhong's door wide open, and looked inside, the eight brothers of the Zhuo family were either sitting or sitting, and Shen Guhong formed a table.

Shen Guhong got up late because of drinking, and when he saw Wen Yongjie returning, he said with a smile: "Brother Zhuo, they want to take me to listen to music, I wonder if Brother Wen is interested?"

Wen Yongjie was also stunned when he heard this, when did he like this kind of elegant thing in his impression, when did he like this kind of elegant thing? ”

"Okay, let's go!" Zhuo Da saw that Shen Guhong was interested, and he was extremely happy in his heart. When I went back from drinking last night, when the Eight Tigers discussed, everyone else felt that listening to music was done by those white-faced scholars, and people in the martial arts should eat meat in large pieces, and drinking in a big bowl is a pleasure. It's just that Zhuo Da thinks that Shen Guhong is different from others, so he insists on listening to the music. At this moment, Zhuo Da looked at his seven brothers, and his eyes were full of pride.

After walking for half an hour, I finally came to Mochou Lake. This Mochou Lake in Jinling was called Hengtang in the Southern Tang Dynasty, and it was also called Shicheng Lake because it was adjacent to Stone City.

When Shen Guhong and his entourage arrived here, they saw a painting boat parked in the center of the lake, and the sound of the piano came slowly, which was in harmony with the surrounding mountains and rivers, forming a beautiful natural landscape map.

"That's Miss Mochou's ship, how are we going to get there?" shouted Zhuo Er. Shen Guhong was moved when he heard this: "It seems that this Zhuo family brother has never been to Mochou Lake!"

Shen Guhong said: "We have to ask Miss Mochou about this, but this Miss Mochou has lived for so long, she won't be a fairy who is hundreds of years old, right?"

Wen Yongjie said with a smile: "This Mochou girl is not the legendary Mochou girl, but her music is famous, this girl has been famous for five years, but now she should only be a double ten age." ”

Shen Guhong glanced at Wen Yongjie in surprise and said with a smile: "It seems that Brother Wen is the merry person." ”

Wen Yongjie shook his head and smiled, and Shen Guhong then asked, "Then it's Brother Wen to talk about, how can we get to Miss Mochou's boat?"

Wen Yongjie said: "I can't do anything about this, it is rumored that only if Miss Mochou thinks that the person is worthy of her boat, she will drive the boat to the shore and pick up the person on the boat." ”

"But we're standing here, can she know we're coming?" Zhuo Da asked again, which showed that he didn't know anything about the Mochou girl on Mochou Lake.

Zhuo San said: "Could it be that this Mochou girl is really a fairy, and she will know when we come to Mochou Lake?"

Zhuo Ba said lazily: "It's so much trouble to listen to a little song, it's better to eat meat and drink wine." ”

Eight brothers, you say a word, I say a word, the lively place is no different from the street market. Wen Yongjie and Shen Guhong both smiled helplessly, and followed the Zhuo brothers out, and there were naturally a lot of fun things. Shen Guhong suddenly said: "This Mochou girl's rules are really interesting, but under normal circumstances, people just stand on the shore, can she see clearly which one is worthy of listening to her music?"

Wen Yongjie said: "You should know the story of Boya and Ziji, right?"

Shen Guhong nodded: "Could it be that this Mochou girl is looking for a bosom friend?"

Wen Yongjie said: "That's pretty much what it means, but her conditions are more demanding." ”

Shen Guhong was about to ask what kind of harsh method it was, but at this moment, a flute sound sounded on the shore. The sound of the flute was already low, and the sound of the flute played by this person at this time was even more resentful, sad and depressing, and depressing.

The sound of the flute continued to spread, and the picture in Shen Guhong's mind unfolded, as if he was in a cold autumn, with continuous smoke and rain, sitting alone on a lonely boat, staring at a lonely lamp and unable to sleep.

"It's so sad, it's so lonely!" Shen Guhong's eyes showed vicissitudes, and even his voice became low.

The sound of the flute sounded again, and when it stopped, there was a sound of the piano in the painting boat, and the sound of the piano and the sound of the flute were the best ensemble instruments. The sound of the flute was played solo until the sound of the flute was terminated, and the sound of the piano sounded, and the meaning of this was already clear. Moreover, the sound of this piano is different from the low and sad sound of the flute, and there is a bit of a cheerful atmosphere in between. In general, whether it is the sound of the flute or the sound of the qin, the skills of these two people can be regarded as top-notch, and the meaning between them can also be understood by each other, but the sound of the qin obviously rejects the sound of the flute.

When the sound of the piano stopped, Shen Guhong looked up to the side, only to see a young man dressed as a scholar standing on the shore, listening to the sound of the piano, he knew that there was no hope of inviting him today, and he couldn't help but let out a sad sound, the whistling sound was more poignant than the sound of the flute just now, and he didn't go for a long time. On Mochou Lake, the painting boat is still the same, and a few waterfowl glide by, but it is even more lonely.

"Mo Chou, why is this?" the young man suddenly cried out loudly.

Although it was far away, Shen Guhong could still hear a melancholy sigh from the painting boat, and it was this sigh that deeply touched his heart, and he couldn't help but think: "What kind of woman is this?" Her name is Mo Chou, but her voice is sad. ”

"Tian Gongzi, you and I have no fate, please go back!" A nice voice came from the painting boat, but Shen Guhong heard a lot of helplessness and hatred from it.

"Is there a fate? ha······" The young man suddenly burst out laughing wildly, and his voice reverberated through Mochou Lake, startling the frolicking waterfowl on the water.

"What kind of broken song is this, it's annoying to listen to, and what is that little white face doing there crying wolf?"