Chapter 182: Intention

Hearing the fisherman's words, a smile appeared on Li Mochou's face, and he opened his mouth to tell the intention of this time, but at this moment, Zhao Zhijing stretched out his hand to stop Li Mochou who was about to speak. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info said with a smile on his face: "I'm waiting for the intention, it's not too late to talk about it later, it's just these two golden dolls of the predecessors, if you don't hurry now, I'm afraid you won't be able to find it later." ”

Zhao Zhijing's eyes swept with a gentle gaze, and he said slowly: "Borrow the fishing rod of the seniors." The words fell, one hand became a claw, and the true qi suddenly swallowed out, and the broken fishing rod with the end of the line hook flew up from the ground and landed in Zhao Zhijing's hand. The next moment, Zhao Zhijing was already holding a fishing rod and standing by the waterfall, a look like sword light flashed in his eyes, and his eyes suddenly increased greatly, and the two golden dolls hidden under the stones fell into Zhao Zhijing's eyes.

Zhao Zhijing, who had a smile on his face, shook the fishing rod in his hand, and the hook wrapped around the fishing rod had a real air rotation, and the long fishing line, like a sword wire, tore the water of the waterfall apart, and the hook fell into the water. The fishing line rotated with the real air in the water, turning into arcs and rolling up the two golden dolls hidden under the stones.

The fishing line left the water, and the two golden dolls were entangled in the fishing line, pulled out of the water by the fishing line, and kept shaking in the air. Zhao Zhijing, who turned around, smiled slightly, and handed the fishing rod in his hand to the fisherman. The fisherman was overjoyed and held the two golden dolls in his hands, and the two golden dolls were churning and struggling in the fisherman's hands, and they screamed like children. Li Mochou smiled: "No wonder it's called a baby fish, it's like a child crying." ”

The fisherman who received the two-tailed golden doll had a look of joy on his face. At this time, Zhao Zhijing slowly spoke: "Let the seniors know that the junior is Zhao Zhijing, a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect, who studied under the Iron Foot Immortal King." I came here today to see Nandi, and I hope that my predecessors will give me advice. ”

When the fisherman heard this, although he was holding the golden doll in his hand, there was no look of joy on his face, but a look of chagrin on his face, and there was a coldness in his eyes when he looked at Zhao Zhijing and Li Mochou. Na Sen's cold words said: "My master doesn't see outsiders, who asked you to come?"

Zhao Zhijing laughed and said: "Seniors don't have to be angry, no one asked me to come, I came by myself, and I didn't come to Nandi for treatment." If Nandi knew my intention, he would be very happy to come, and let go of the obsession in his heart, and you four brothers and sisters would no longer have to be on guard against Aunt Ying's retaliation. ”

Hearing Zhao Zhijing's words, the fisherman slightly restrained the anger on his face, revealing a thoughtful look. Seeing this, Zhao Zhijing then spoke: "If the seniors are not at ease, you can also go up the mountain with me, so that you are not afraid that I will do anything bad to the Southern Emperor." ”

When the fisherman heard this, he thought in his heart, it was really such a thing, and someone who came to know Aunt Ying, and listened to his words, he also knew about the matter between Aunt Ying and the master, and if he took them up the mountain, there would be nothing to do.

After thinking about it, I saw that the fisherman put the two golden dolls in his hands in the thatched hut, and out of the thatched hut came out of the hut with a swarthy boat on his left shoulder, and two iron oars in his right hand. The man put the iron boat into the rapids, stretched out his hand to invite Zhao Zhijing and Li Mochou to step into the iron boat, and then saw his two hands pulling the iron oars respectively and going upriver in the rapids.

After walking for a while, I paddled through two rapids, turned a corner, the scenery in front of me was picturesque, the clear stream was murmuring, and the water flow was so steady that it almost seemed to be still. The stream is about a foot wide, about a foot wide, the weeping willows on both sides are blowing the water, and countless peach trees are planted between the green willows. At this time, although there are no peach blossoms, there are clusters of small white flowers growing at the water's edge, which are fragrant and fragrant.

Zhao Zhijing and Li Mochou were suddenly relaxed, and they didn't expect that there was a different world on the top of this high mountain, the stream was as green as jade, and it was difficult to see the bottom, and the iron boat slowly sailed forward, and there were birds singing among the green willows.

Zhao Zhijing and Li Mochou were still enjoying the scenery along the way, and they didn't want the iron boat to suddenly get into a cave. Aroma in the cave

The water was thicker, but the water was turbulent, and only a snorting sound could be heard. Li Mochou said: "What kind of voice is that?" Zhao Zhijing shook his head slightly and said, "I don't know either." ”

At this moment, the iron boat was already out of the hole, and the two couldn't help but cheer in unison: "Okay!" It turned out that outside the cave was a huge fountain, more than two feet high, and a huge column of water sprayed up from the stone hole, flying into the air, and the sound of sneering was coming out of the fountain.

The water of the stream stopped there, and the fountain was apparently the source of the stream and the waterfall below. Zhao Zhijing, Li Mochou and the fisherman went ashore, and the fisherman pulled up the iron boat and put it on the stone. Zhao Zhijing and Li Mochou turned around, but saw a dazzling rainbow reflected in the sun.

The fisherman stretched out his hand and said, "Please!" Then he led the way in front of Zhao Zhijing and Li Mochou, and the three of them walked a few steps, and suddenly heard a burst of singing behind the rainbow. I only heard him sing a song of "hillside sheep": "The city is bad, the heroes are here, how many times has Yunlong confessed, and he wants to rise and fall." The Tang family has only risen, and the Sui family has changed. Sickness is also the difference between heaven and earth! Delay is also the difference between heaven and earth!"

Searching for the sound, the three of them kept moving forward, and after a while, they saw a person appear in front of them, who was holding a bundle of pine wood in his left hand and an axe in his right hand, and it turned out to be a woodcutter. The woodcutter slowly approached, and glanced at Zhao Zhijing and Li Mochou at random, as if they were gone, but when he saw the fisherman beside the two, there was a trace of strange emotional fluctuations on his face, but it had been restrained in an instant, if it weren't for Zhao Zhijing's extraordinary eyesight, he would have thought that he had seen it wrong. Immediately, the woodcutter picked up the axe and chopped wood on the side of the mountain, not caring about the existence of Zhao Zhijing and the others.

Zhao Zhijing saw that his face was heroic, his demeanor was tigerish, and he raised his hand, and he seemed to be a general with eight majestic faces. If he hadn't been wearing coarse cloth clothes and woodwood in the mountains and forests, he would have been a commanding general. Zhao Zhijing's heart moved, and he already knew that he was originally a general of Dali at this time, and he only came here to live in seclusion in order to follow the Southern Emperor.

Suddenly, Zhao Zhijing couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "Sure enough, he is a loyal and talented person, if Mingjiao also has such talents, then it is not difficult to train sergeants." ”

At this time, the fisherman said: "There is no need to cut it anymore, these two little friends today are here to see the master, and we will also go together, if there is anything, we can take care of it." ”

When the woodcutter heard this, he put down the axe in his hand and said, "Okay!" and then pointed to the side of the mountain: "Go up!" Hearing this, Zhao Zhijing looked at it, and saw a long vine with the thickness of an arm on the side of the mountain going up the peak, looking up and seeing the upper half of the peak hidden in the clouds and mist, I don't know how high the peak is. (To be continued.) )