Kou Hao frowned and said, "Since you are all just ordinary fishermen, why do you seem to have experienced a lot of martial arts ups and downs, and you look calm and have seen through all kinds of situations in the world?"

"Shaoxia, you misunderstood, we are not so inscrutable, just some ordinary fishermen who only know how to fish and live a leisurely life. ”

This fisherman was very smart, understood the meaning of Kou Hao's words, and said with a smile: "Presumably, young man, you think that under normal circumstances, ordinary people will be terrified when they see you heroes of the rivers and lakes." ”

"Yes, I do find it curious, and I'd like to hear about it. Kou Hao arched his hand.

"In fact, on the opposite side of Qingyue Lake, there is a big force called the Qingyue Alliance, which brings together heroes from all walks of life. Usually, we see more chivalrous and big shots, so we get used to it and are no longer afraid. "Fisherman said.

Xie Lingfeng frowned and said, "The Qingyue Alliance I have heard of is only a small force, how many masters can it gather?"

The fisherman was puzzled, and the detective said that he did not know why, but he was still rowing the boat, humming a very comfortable fishing song. Although I couldn't understand what he was singing, the comfortable singing made everyone's mood much better.

"Maybe it's because the fishermen don't have much knowledge, and they feel that those who are burdened with swords and have some martial arts are heroes. Lu Xiaoxue whispered in her ear.

Kou Hao said: "Some situations have to be seen to be believing, and the news that Master heard before was in the past. Later, there was an accident, and it was expected that the Blue Moon Alliance was quite low-key, so it was unwilling to assert the progress of its power. ”

Xie Lingfeng nodded and said, "No matter what the situation is, this is not where the demonic forces are, we can relax a little and enjoy the scenery for a while." After staying in this Qingyue Lake, it is estimated that difficult challenges will follow. ”

It was early in the morning, the sky had not yet fully lit up, and the vast lake was covered with mist, and only the silhouettes of the mountains could be seen from a distance, making it so secluded. Just like the ink landscape painting, its artistic conception is characterized by the fact that it does not seem to be particularly vast and far-reaching, but it has a far-reaching artistic conception.

That kind of artistic conception is actually contemplated by the person who watches the scene, in other words, it is called brain supplement.

In addition to the boating fishermen, the other three fishermen took advantage of their leisure time to catch dozens of fish with fishing nets. They selected a dozen of them, and put the rest in a bamboo basket.

Then, the fishermen quickly washed and peeled the fish, and built a charcoal fire in the stove at the bow of the boat, and cooked the fish in a unique way.

When he had nothing to do, Kou Hao took off the guqin he was carrying, and the brothers were very curious about where Kou Hao got this qin, but Kou Hao just smiled lightly. He felt that since the matter was difficult to explain, he would ignore it.

Then, Kou Hao put the guqin horizontally on his knees, plucked it with both hands, and played a very pleasant sound, just like the tinkling of a stream.

Xie Lingfeng and the others were silent, facing such an elegant piano music, of course, they had to concentrate and listen carefully.

In a short time, the sun rose in the eastern sky, just like a large red orange, hanging in the sky, exuding a misty light. And the fog dispersed slowly, and everything seemed so ethereal.

Xie Lingfeng and the others usually spent most of their time in the mountain gate of the Heavenly Sword Sect, so that they had never seen such a water scene.

It is only in such a natural atmosphere that one can perceive something more profound. When martial arts are practiced to a certain extent, the important thing is no longer what specific tricks are, but a very subtle artistic conception. And these need to be comprehended by the warriors themselves, but there is no ready-made one that can be obtained directly.

The sound of the guqin music played by Kou Hao corresponds to the sound of the water in Qingyue Lake, adding some charm.

After another stick of incense, the fishermen served the prepared dishes. Since they often live their lives on the boat, they prepare a full range of condiments in the fishing boat.

What's more, over the years, fishermen have reached a very high level of fish cooking. I haven't tasted these dishes yet, but just looking at them makes people feel extraordinary.

The good scenery, piano music and delicacies are matched together, plus Kou Hao and others are not mediocre people, everything has some meaning.

Except for Kou Hao, who was still immersed in a song and had no time to pick up chopsticks, everyone else tasted all kinds of fish delicacies on the plate. Who would have thought that on this seemingly ordinary lake, on an ordinary fishing boat, ordinary fishermen could cook such a delicacy.

Not only must this be the case, but the people who come here must have a peaceful heart, otherwise how can they experience the taste of the food?

The orange sun shone on the surface of Qingyue Lake, shimmering and shimmering, and the distant islands and forests also crossed a layer of red light, which looked so extraordinary.

At this time, from the mist, rowed a flat boat, in addition to the rowing boatman, there was only one scribe with Eguan Bo, who meditated cross-legged in the flat boat, and also put a pair of guqin in his hand.

The music he played was quite soothing, and the pitch was so low that no one who was there noticed it before.

But now, when the boat approached, the sound of the guqin became clear, and the sound of the surrounding paddling and the sound of Kou Hao playing the qin did not cover up the faint sound of the guqin of this Eguanbo scribe.

The boatmen on both sides couldn't help but slow down the oars in their hands, and the boat floated slowly on the surface of the lake, and the sound of Kou Hao and the scribe's piano reflected each other.

Everyone was silent, quite relaxed and appreciative. After a while, many fish kept jumping out of the lake. They are all influenced by the sound of the piano, which makes the scene of the lake even more spectacular.

After a while, Kou Hao slowed down the sound of the piano, and finally stopped completely, and the scribes led by Eguanbo also stopped playing the piano. They both smiled and nodded at each other.

"There are so many plates of delicacies in the young man's boat, could you please invite you to taste them?" said the scribe, aloud.

"Meeting is fate, not to mention that Your Excellency is a real gentleman, welcome to taste the delicacies. Kou Hao smiled leisurely. Kou Hao has always been a chic and comfortable person, and he doesn't care about these external red tape.

When the boat was approaching, the scribe slowly came to Kou Hao's boat, and after greeting Xie Lingfeng and the others for a while, he found a place to sit down.

Because it is in the middle of the rivers and lakes, it is not appropriate to ask too much about other people's situations, so I will also talk about the customs and customs of this area, as well as some unique allusions.

"It is said that ahead is the territory of the Blue Moon Alliance, didn't Your Excellency come from there, didn't you encounter any trouble?" Kou Hao asked with a light smile.

"We are just ordinary people, and we are not fierce people, so we have no impact on the interests of the Blue Moon Alliance. The scribe said calmly.

"You'd better not go in that direction, there are people from the corpse chaser faction. The tall man Fan Long said angrily.

"The world is so big, as long as you have an open heart, you can go anywhere. How can a mere corpse chaser stop me?" The scribe spoke with a sense of righteousness at this moment, and his tone was not arrogant, but a fearless and indomitable attitude.

Kou Hao knew in his heart that this scribe could practice the guqin to such a high level, and his internal strength should be very profound. It's not that he looks so weak on the surface, but now it's only late autumn, and this scribe is already wearing a white fox fur on his shoulders.

For this person, Kou Hao and Xie Lingfeng couldn't see through him, so they didn't ask about deeper things.

On the occasion of parting, this person left his name, Mei Xueyu. As soon as Kou Hao heard this name, he felt quite sad, and felt in his heart that most of this person was burdened with a sea of blood and hatred.

Of course, even if he had this doubt, Kou Hao didn't ask too much, otherwise it would be boring to talk about himself.

Moreover, the scribe Mei Xueyu with Eguanbo decided to give his guqin to Kou Hao, which looked simple and luxurious. Jiaowei guqin, not only good wood, but also carved with some subtle patterns, extremely elegant.

Kou Hao felt that he couldn't completely ask for someone else's stuff without paying any price. So Kou Hao gave his piano to Mei Xueyu. Although Kou Hao's piano is much worse, it can be regarded as Kou Hao's heart.

What's more, since the two of them are each other's bosom friends and hate to see each other late, then keep each other's pianos, and they can also see things and think about people when they play in the future.

Then, the scribe led by Eguanbo took the flat boat and drifted away into the distance.

Kou Hao and the others continued to eat delicious food while chatting with each other, quite at ease. There are no powerful demon beasts in Qingyue Lake that dare to come out, and only the magnificence of natural mountains and rivers is presented in front of their eyes.

After a long while, the three fishing boats finally landed, and the boatman said very respectfully: "Heroes, this area ahead is the sphere of influence of the Qingyue Alliance, and it is best for ordinary people such as me to stay away from them." I wish you all a bright future. ”

After Xie Lingfeng paid the money, he took Kou Hao and them to continue walking, according to Xie Lingfeng's previous plan, he didn't consider what experience there was around Qingyue Lake. Therefore, Xie Lingfeng thought that this journey should be very short, and it only took a little time to be able to rush through.

However, as soon as they turned a mountain col, they fell into an ambush, and many arrows attacked like flying locusts, and Kou Hao and the others hurriedly resisted with dense sword qi.

Immediately afterward, hundreds of people stood up behind the surrounding rocks, all of them waving their weapons and making strange noises. This makes the whole valley echo, quite spectacular.

"Presumably the heroes of the Qingyue League, we are just passing by, there is no malice, please let me go." Senior brother Li Zhou stepped forward and said loudly.

"Our spies have long found out that you are not ordinary martial artists, and you will soon be honest and honest, otherwise we will not be merciful. The silver-armored warrior at the head held a halberd and scolded loudly.

Xie Lingfeng said: "You should have heard of the Heavenly Sword Sect, I don't know what you think?"

"In this way, you are from the Heavenly Sword Sect of the Righteous Path, no wonder you are so powerful. But why do any of you carry the harp of our enemies?" said the silver-armored warrior in a deep voice. (To be continued.) )