My name is Wang Qingsong, and my original name is Wang Xiaosan. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoThe name Qingsong was given to me by Master later. I'm supposed to be a swordsman, well, yes, a swordsman. Why do I say yes, because I have practiced swordsmanship with my master for ten years, but I have never fought with others, let alone wandered the rivers and lakes, so I don't know what level I am.

Wait, you ask me if I have never fought with my master? Yes, my master said that this "Heart Sword" was taught to him by a mysterious old-timer, and this trick is too powerful, and if you are not careful, you will die or I will die, and you will see blood when you come out of the sword. Master used this reason to perfunctory me for decades, and he didn't fight with me until he was killed by the enemy a few days ago, so this is a lot of pain for the big pine tree on the mountain behind me, and I stabbed and poked every day・・・・・

What? You ask me if I don't have a brother? Yes, there is, and there is more than one. I am the fifth in line, with four senior brothers and one senior sister in front and a junior sister in the back. Unfortunately, when I started learning the Mind Sword, they were gone.

You ask me how difficult it is to survive such a miserable situation? Yes, it is not easy. When I caught up with the king in the north, "Qingjun Side", I lost my parents in a battle. Later, he was rescued by the master, and he had brothers and sisters, but now he has become like this again. Originally, I didn't think it was interesting to be alive, but I forgot to die. But I think I'm still very filial. When I was dying of starvation on the streets, Master saved me. I thought of Master as my father, and before he died, Master told me to live well no matter what happened, so I dispelled the idea of drawing my sword and killing myself.

Well, yes, I also want to ask, why do good people don't live long? In the end, people like me survived. You say you're not interested in listening to my stories, and I don't have time to tell you stories, because I'm on my way.

Why do you ask me what I'm going to do? Now that my master is dead, my brother is dead, and I am left with only a broken Taoist temple that I grew up with, and I am penniless and have no skills, so what else can I do except go to the rivers and lakes?

I stood up, patted the dirt on my buttocks, jumped down the steps, and looked back at the temple that I grew up with. The plaque on the door has long been removed and burned as firewood, and I have forgotten what the original temple was called. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as ruined and broken, but after living for so many years, I didn't think it was broken, and now that I am leaving, I feel that it is broken, but even so, I am a little reluctant.

"Little brother, I want to beg for a bowl of water to drink. A voice came. When I heard the voice, I saw a man in black walking towards me, and he gave me a fist salute. The man walked with his head held high, and he was dressed in a black suit and the big knife at his waist, which added a bit of energy. It's just that he has a hat on his head, and the hat comes up with a black veil, so that people can't see the face clearly, and can only vaguely see the eyes like tiger eyes. This man is very much like the "mysterious man" in the mouth of the storyteller. But people are just begging for a bowl of water to drink, and they are so polite, they shouldn't be a bad person, and this dress should also have some hidden feelings, maybe it's called "people can't help themselves in the rivers and lakes".

I smiled and clenched my fists in return: "Big brother, wait a minute." So he went back to the house, first went to the kitchen and got a bowl, then ran to the well and fetched a bucket of water, and poured it into the bowl. I picked up the bowl and tried to bring it to him, but when I turned around, I found the man standing behind me. I handed him the bowl and he took it and drank it in a big gulp, and it was all over in two sips.

He thanked him, scooped a few more bowls from his bowl, gulped them down, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and exhaled a long breath. "What do you have to be thirsty for?" I thought. At this time, he handed me the bowl, I reached out to take it, but before I reached over, the bowl had slipped out of his hand, and before I could say the word "ah", the man had already caught the bowl, he moved very fast, it seems that the kung fu should be very good.

I couldn't help but praise him: "Big brother is so good at kung fu!" He shook his head and waved his hand: "It's still far away." The atmosphere was a little awkward, I didn't know what to say, what did he mean by the scene that just appeared? Is he testing my martial arts or is he showing off his martial arts? or... or something else? He didn't say much, and after drinking the water, he sat down on the well very casually and rested.

"Isn't it necessary for people in the rivers and lakes to exchange names when they meet? Why doesn't he squeak? Does he think there is no need to get to know me? Oh, by the way, I'm the master here, and I should introduce myself first. Thinking of this, I also sat down beside him, and arched my hand: "In Xia Wang Qingsong, what do you call the eldest brother?" "I... I don't have a name. He replied, his voice flat. I still wondered if he had anything to do, but he didn't say a word again. I felt like I was a little bored, and I stopped squeaking. I don't think I have a lot of children left, and if I don't go out to find something to do, I'm going to starve to death on the streets again.

I stood up and was about to say something like "farewell," but then the man spoke, "How long have you been living here?" After saying that, I was about to leave, thinking that there seemed to be something missing, so I turned around and wanted to say something like "the green mountains do not change, and the green water will flow for a long time". But he said, "Where are you going? Isn't this your home?"

I finally said the last sentence, and it also aroused my sadness, I said helplessly: "It was, but now it's not." Where are you going? He said "oh", I thought he was going to say something, just in time to open the topic and ask about the things on the rivers and lakes, but I didn't see him squeak after waiting for a long time.

I couldn't stand this guy anymore, and I had to get angry and sick if I stayed with him for a while, so I saluted him and turned to leave. "Rivers and lakes. He said slowly, and I ignored him, but quickened my pace.

"Rivers and lakes. Where are the rivers and lakes?" the mysterious man behind him said again, although I didn't want to pay attention to him, I still couldn't help but reply: "Where are the rivers and lakes?" "You are already in the rivers and lakes." "What?" "If it's fate, we might see each other again." I hope that then..."

What is this? What is this mystery? It wasted a lot of my time. I walked briskly into the distance, no matter the direction, anyway, I didn't know the way, just go. left the home where he had lived for more than ten years and walked towards the rivers and lakes. I'm already on the rivers and lakes, okay, let me see what the rivers and lakes are like!