Time flies, since that day Zhao Zhijing and Wang Wu had a chat, Zhao Zhijing found that Wang Wu is different from ordinary martial arts people, not the reckless rivers and lakes in people's cognition. This Wang Wu is like a reclusive talent, and the identity that belongs to the Jianghu people is just a hidden talent for him.

Since leaving Wang Wu, Zhao Zhijing has felt more and more that he is a rare talent, with a unique understanding of gunpowder, a different understanding of the world, and an insight into the world.

At this time, Zhao Zhijing, who was sitting in a small restaurant in Yixing, kept echoing Wang Wu's words in his heart, and even if Zhao Zhijing, who came from later generations, had advanced knowledge of the world, he also felt deep admiration for Wang Wu's insight.

Although Wang Wu did not accept Zhao Zhijing's invitation to join the Ming Sect in the end, Zhao Zhijing was happy and lucky that he had made such a friend, and did not force him after Wang Wu politely refused his invitation.

Zhao Zhijing looked out the window, the breeze came, and the branches shook and made a rustling sound. The sky is clear without a trace of clouds, and a round of red sun in the sky exudes immeasurable brilliance, shining on this piece of heaven and earth, bringing vitality to the world.

Zhao Zhijing thought for a while: "I came to this world, although there are not a few places I have walked, and I have seen a lot of beautiful scenery, but most of them are just a glance, and I have not really appreciated the beautiful scenery of this thousand years ago. ”

After thinking about it, Zhao Zhijing got up to settle the bill, holding a long sword and wearing a white robe, like a handsome son, and left this small but elegant restaurant.

To say that this Yixing is the world's famous pottery capital, between the green mountains and green waters, there are piles of purple sand pottery blanks and another scenery. Heading further east, we soon arrived at the edge of Taihu Lake. The Taihu Lake and the southeast water of the three states are all attributed to here, and the circumference is 500 miles, which was called the Five Lakes in ancient times. Zhao Zhijing stood by the lake with a sword, only to see the long sky and distant waves, all the blue, the seventy-two peaks were green, standing tall in the 36,000 waves, and couldn't help but look up to the sky and roar, like a dragon chant resounding between heaven and earth.

Zhao Zhijing found a fishing village by the lake, gave the owner a small ingot of silver, and borrowed a small boat to paddle into the lake. As the shore drifts farther away, the sky is wide, and I really don't know that the world is in the lake and the sea, and the lake and the sea are in the world.

Zhao Zhijing, who was like a pool of divine jade, felt that his heart was unusually calm, and his heart, which had always been nervous since he came to this world, was relaxed at this time. At this time, there is no sword immortal's sword, the domineering spirit of the sword in the world, and there is no demon god-like ferocity that slaughtered the dead before, but only a rich man who is really happy in his heart.

Zhao Zhijing put his Purple Emperor Sword on the boat, and saw that there was a fishing rod in the boat that the fisherman's owner had not put away, Zhao Zhijing, who was in a good mood at this time, raised the fishing rod and did not hang any bait on the hook.

Just smiling, with a sense of joy in his heart, he shook the fishing rod in his hand, and the hook tied to the fishing line drew a beautiful arc, and there was a slight crisp sound of "ding dong", like a drop of rain falling on the deep pool, submerged in the lake.

The boat continued to sway with the ripples of the lake, and Zhao Zhijing on the boat was still smiling, the fishing rod in his hand did not sway at all, and the fishing line hung straight on the lake. At this time, Zhao Zhijing was not fishing for a fish in the lake, but for a heart fish in Zhao Zhijing's own heart.

On the sparkling lake, not only Zhao Zhijing's boat is drifting with the waves, there are fishermen fishing in this lake for a living, and there are also some sons of wealthy families who are boating. All this is so natural and harmonious in this boundless lake, which did not affect Zhao Zhijing, who was fishing at this time.

Just when everything is so harmonious, someone still breaks it. Not far from Zhao Zhijing, a long boat quickly rowed across the lake, and in the boat stood more than a dozen men in black, all of whom held a long knife with a cold light in their hands, and a few people sat on the boat and quickly slid the oars in their hands.

Zhao Zhijing swept the corner of his eyes, and saw that there was a strong fierce light in the eyes of these people, and the temples on their heads were high and protruding.

Only a long boat moved quickly on the lake, drawing a long white mark, and the fishermen on the lake and the boats of those rich and noble families saw that these people were far away, only Zhao Zhijing, who was still fishing at this time, still did not slide his boat away.

The old man who was fishing in the distance saw Zhao Zhijing at this time, and knew that Zhao Zhijing was not a person from this Taihu Lake, but a guest from afar.

And the sons of those rich and noble families who were on the boat all looked at the boat where Zhao Zhijing was at this time, and showed an unbearable look of kindness in their hearts, while some of the already domineering faces showed a look of schadenfreude, and they were still discussing in a whisper how Zhao Zhijing would be beheaded by these men with long knives.

said that it was too late, and then quickly, the long boat rushed to Zhao Zhijing's side, and a big sweat standing on the long boat shouted: "Boy, get out of the way of the uncle, otherwise you will see how powerful the uncle is!"

I thought fiercely in my heart: "If this kid doesn't let me, the master will let him know why the flowers are so red!"

The big man's cruel words were still echoing, Zhao Zhijing raised his eyes slightly focused on the fishing rod, glanced at the rushing long boat, didn't say anything, and put his eyes on the fishing rod in his hand.

When the man saw Zhao Zhijing like this, and saw the strange look in the eyes of his companions, the flame of shame and anger suddenly rose in his heart, and he immediately shouted: "Boy, you are looking for death!"

The voice was still ringing, and the sharp long knife in his hand had already slashed down at Zhao Zhijing, who was sitting on the boat. There was a strong sense of happiness on his face, as if Zhao Zhijing would be killed by the long knife in his hand in the next second, and this kid who underestimated himself was going to see the king of Hades.

The long knife chopped by his side drove the air in the air, and the sound of a slight air flow sounded in his ears, and Zhao Zhijing was still sitting calmly on the boat at this time, holding the fishing rod without the slightest wave. Seeing that the long knife was about to slash at his body, Zhao Zhijing's hand, which was not holding the fishing rod, appeared in a flash on the path of the long knife, and his slender two fingers were like an iron tong clamping the fast long knife.