The sun rises over the horizon and casts a golden patch.

The warm sunlight pierced through the clouds, passed through the broken temple, and shone on Gu Qingzhou's body.

Gu Qingzhou dreamed that he was lying on a large piece of cotton, fluffy and soft, and still very warm.

"Hmm!"

Gu Qingzhou opened his hazy sleepy eyes and found that it was already bright outside. He stood up and stretched, feeling the tiredness of his body swept away.

"It's time to go back, I haven't returned all night, and I don't know what the old man will think of to punish me. ”

Gu Qingzhou sighed and shook his head. "The boat will naturally go straight to the bridge, why do you want to do so much, and then you will talk about it then. ”

He casually swept around the hall twice, but did not find Xiaoli's shadow, and suddenly felt a little lost.

Suddenly, as if sensing something, he looked up and saw the white fox statue smiling at him.

Gu Qingzhou also gave her a smile back, and her heart was warm.

"Wait for me!"

Gu Qingzhou tidied up his clothes, picked up the straw basket for raising fish from the ground, put the guqin on his back and left the ancient temple directly.

The sky was bright, and the sun hung high in the sky, shedding patches of golden light, illuminating the earth brightly.

In the mountains and forests, the trees are lush and green, but there is still a little sunlight shining through the leaves on the ground, and the spots are like broken gold.

Gu Qingzhou carried the guqin on his back and held a straw basket, walking alone in the mountains and forests, humming a little song all the way, enjoying the beautiful scenery along the way, and walking in the direction of Lingjian.

Mausoleum.

A valley hidden between two high mountains, with a gurgling stream flowing from the mountains, the two high mountains are extremely tall, and the mausoleum stream sandwiched in the middle is more like someone has split it from the middle.

On the periphery of the Lingxi, there are all kinds of demons and ghosts, originally they were in the depths of the Lingxi, but they were later driven here by drunkards to protect the Lingxi.

Gu Qingzhou came to the periphery of the Lingjian and saw the camphor forest in front of him that was directly shrouded by the black mist magic barrier, and he was slightly apprehensive in his heart, wondering if the old man at home had woken up.

Gu Qingzhou walked through the camphor forest along the dark path left behind, and walked all the way down the stream to the depths of the mausoleum stream.

The water in the creek is murmuring and crystal clear, and small fish and shrimp swim around at the bottom. If you hadn't come here in person, I'm afraid no one would have thought that there was a paradise behind this camphor forest full of monsters and poisonous monsters.

Gu Qingzhou came to the middle of the creek, crossed the wooden bridge, and saw the farmland. Gu Qingzhou looked at the farmland and saw that all the crops were wilting and drooping their heads, obviously because of the drought and lack of water, they had not been irrigated for a long time.

Gu Qingzhou's face changed slightly, and he was even more uneasy in his heart.

"I hope that old man doesn't wake up!"

Gu Qingzhou muttered silently in his heart.

Walking through the farmland, he came to the outside of the small courtyard, and Gu Qingzhou stretched out his head and secretly looked inside.

I saw that in the courtyard in front of the two broken thatched houses, an old man with crutches was sitting quietly in front of the stone table, and the crutches were leaning against the stone table, and there was a pot of tea brewed next to him, but it seemed to have been put on for a long time, and there was no longer heat on the teapot, and it seemed to be cold.

Although the old man was over the age of six, he still looked energetic, full of silver hair, but there was still a last strand of black silk left on his sideburns, which was extremely conspicuous and eye-catching. The last strand of black hair looked particularly straight and supple in the sunlight, and it could be seen that the old man cared very much about this last strand of black hair.

This old man is Gu Qingzhou's terrible master drunkard.

The drunkard is addicted to alcohol, and he wants to taste all the best wine in the world, but now he is hiding in this wilderness. Gu Qingzhou asked him when he was a child, and he said that he was probably arrogant when he was young, so there were many enemies outside, and this leg was also broken by the enemies when he was young.

However, over the years, Gu Qingzhou has seen drunkards sullen and depressed after getting drunk many times, and they will talk nonsense in their mouths. From this, he also probably guessed something, this old man was probably a romantic figure when he was young, and a lot of things should have happened in it, which is why he is so depressed now, and he is addicted to alcohol all day long.

At noon, the golden sunlight poured directly into the courtyard, giving a layer of gold to this extremely simple house. Outside the fence around the yard, there are many flowers and plants of different shapes, which look particularly beautiful in the sunlight. In the southeast corner of the courtyard, a huge peach tree rose from the ground, directly covering half of the courtyard.

A stone mill under the peach tree is used to make wine.

Gu Qingzhou secretly looked at the drunkard, only to see him leaning on the stone table with one hand and snoring.

"Hoo ......"

Gu Qingzhou slowly breathed a sigh of relief, slightly apprehensive in his heart. He gently opened the fence door and tiptoed into the courtyard.

The sun just moved overhead, and the sun shone directly on Gu Qingzhou's body, and some beads of sweat the size of beans oozed from his forehead.

Gu Qingzhou walked cautiously in the small courtyard, landing on his toes, and walked lightly towards the thatched house. There was a deep sense of nervousness on that delicate face.

"Don't wake up!"

Gu Qingzhou tiptoed past the stone mill on the east side of the courtyard. He held the leg of his trousers in one hand and the straw basket for raising fish in the other, and walked lightly to the thatched hut on tiptoe.

"It's close, it's almost there. ”

Already halfway through, Gu Qingzhou quietly glanced at the drunkard who was still asleep, and felt a little relieved in his heart. He turned his head and continued to walk cautiously.

"Ten steps away. Gu Qingzhou slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Six steps away. Gu Qingzhou was slightly happy in his heart.

"Three steps away. Gu Qingzhou's face was smug.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the grass carp in the grass basket actually stood up, jumped out of the grass basket and fell to the ground.

The grass carp that had left the water kept slapping the ground, making a commotion, and Gu Qingzhou's face changed greatly, but it was too late.

"Stinky boy, back?"

The drunkard stretched his waist and stared at Gu Qingzhou with a smile on his face.

Gu Qingzhou looked there with an embarrassed face, looked at the drunkard very nervously and vigilantly, and stammered, "Hmm...... Return...... It's back. ”

"Tell me, where did you go yesterday, you didn't return overnight, I thought you were caught by a vixen to make a little white face?"

Gu Qingzhou's face was embarrassed for a while, and he couldn't help but think of the nine-tailed white fox Xiaoli he met in the broken temple.

"Bang bang bang!" his heart raced.

The drunkard smiled: "It's just a joke with you, it scares you, even if there is really a fox spirit, I'm afraid I can't look down on you, a stinky boy who doesn't have any hair!"

Gu Qingzhou couldn't help pursing his lips, and said secretly in his heart: "Who said that my hair hasn't grown yet!"

"If you don't pick up the fish, it's going to die on the spot!" reminded the drunkard.

Gu Qingzhou hurriedly picked up the grass carp that kept slapping the ground on the ground and put it back into the grass basket, and the handsome little face was embarrassed.

"Master, don't be in a hurry to get angry, and listen to me slowly. ”

The drunkard still looked at him with a smile on his face.

"I didn't have fun yesterday, but went to the next village where it rained, and it didn't take me a long time, and then I had to find a place to take refuge for the night. ”

Gu Qingzhou refilled the tea for the drunkard, and said without raising his head.

"Oh, how did I not know when you had such kindness?" the drunkard continued to look at him with a smile on his face.

That smile made Gu Qingzhou's scalp tingle, and a little cold sweat had overflowed on the top of his head at some point, but there was still a smile on his face that looked a little embarrassed.

"Isn't it all your old man's tutor? As a disciple, you should learn from your chivalrous deeds, in addition to bullying the weak, being kind and giving, being high-spirited, virtuous, and shameless......"

"Huh?"

The drunkard was leaning on the stone table with one hand, his head leaning on the palm of his hand and listening to his enjoyment, but suddenly he heard that something was wrong behind him, and he directly opened his eyes and glared at Gu Qingzhou.

Gu Qingzhou hurriedly covered his mouth and smiled evilly.

"You stinky boy, flamboyant all day, it looks like you're going to have to make a long memory today. ”

"Master, I was wrong!" Seeing this, Gu Qingzhou hurriedly bowed and admitted his mistake

"What? Now you know it's wrong?"

The drunkard nodded with great satisfaction, picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip, but he didn't want the tea to be cold, so he squirted out again.

Gu Qingzhou stood aside and covered his mouth and snickered.

"Huh?"

The drunkard turned his head away and continued to glare at him, so angry that his beard floated up and down.

"Master, wait a minute, old man, I'll replace the pot for you right away. ”

Gu Qingzhou hurriedly ran to the house, took out the boiling hot water on the stove, and poured it back for the drunkard.

The drunkard nodded in satisfaction.

"You stinky boy, you know how to change the subject for me, and you dare to run to catch fish with my straw basket. ”

Gu Qingzhou hurriedly brought the straw basket to the drunkard and said, "Master, you have wronged me." Don't you like to eat the fish of the Minjiang River the most, I didn't go to catch it for your old man. ”

"Oh?

The drunkard brushed the handful of black hair that was left and glanced at the grass carp.

Gu Qingzhou took out a pot of wine out of nowhere and approached the drunkard: "Master, what do you think this is?"

The drunkard swept casually, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Qiong Xian in the Wild City is drunk?"

Qiongxian drunk is a must-have in the entire wilderness wine, and it can only be bought in the wilderness city. The entrance is mellow, if you close your eyes, you think about the taste, just like the heavenly Qiongxian drunk and frolicking in the world, which makes people think about it, and the meaning is still unfinished.

Gu Qingzhou nodded with a smile, and said, "I bought this especially for your old man, Minjiang fish with Qiongxian drunk, it's ...... just think about it."

Hearing Gu Qingzhou's description, the drunkard had already narrowed his eyes, as if he had drunk the wine, and he looked like he was enjoying it.

Seeing the drunkard's enjoyment, Gu Qingzhou's heart was slightly relieved, and he couldn't help but secretly praise his wit.

"Thankfully, I was prepared and finally fooled the old guy.

”

"What are you still doing in a daze, why don't you go cook quickly?" the drunkard glared at Gu Qingzhou again and shouted.

“......”

Gu Qingzhou could only grasp the grass carp in the straw basket with a depressed face and walked towards the stove.

"Hey, hey, leave Qiongxian drunk for me!"

Behind him came the voice of the drunkard.

......

After a full meal, the drunkard lay down on the chaise longue and touched his round belly with satisfaction.

"I'll punish you for climbing the Lingjian Cliff tomorrow!"

"Huh?"

Gu Qingzhou, who was cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, was stunned for a moment, and did not react for a while.

"Didn't you hear clearly? I said, you will be punished to climb the Lingjian Cliff in the back mountain tomorrow, and you are not allowed to use spiritual power!" The drunkard smacked his lips, as if he was reminiscing about the aroma of wine just now, and repeated it to Gu Qingzhou in his mouth.

Lingjian Cliff is a cliff in the Lingjian Stream, located on the back mountain. The vertical height can reach 100 meters, like a huge knife splitting through it, which is very steep. Legend has it that during the ancient battlefield period, those dead soldiers were thrown into this mausoleum stream from the cliff of the mausoleum.

"You are not allowed to use spiritual power, Master, you are too ......."

"Ten times if it's too little. ”

Before Gu Qingzhou's words were finished, the drunkard's voice came from watching the excitement.

"I ......"

"Twenty times?"

The drunkard threatened directly.

"A lot, a lot, it's good to do it all over again. Isn't it just climbing the Lingjian cliff with bare hands, I like to climb with bare hands. ”

Gu Qingzhou wanted to cry without tears, and his face was depressed.

After Gu Qingzhou left, the drunkard looked at his somewhat thin back, sighed slightly, and whispered softly: "Things are ready, it's up to you how to do it tomorrow." ”