Yizhou, Longquan Lake. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The wind gently set off ripples on the surface of the lake, and the ripples that gradually dispersed seemed to echo the distant sound of the flute.

At this time, the sound of the flute became more and more gentle, until everything was about to stop, the fingertips of the man in white deftly slid to a certain flute hole, and the corners of his delicate lips overflowed with the sound of agitated flute, and the wanton tune seemed to provoke a violent wind, and for a time the long hair of the man in white who was sitting cross-legged on the boat was violently lifted, like a gorgeous black robe woven in the air, and then scattered.

Only the long cyan hairband was left in the wind, dancing with the falling flowers floating on the opposite bank not far away. And the corner of the man in white's shirt was finally dragged into the lake by the wind.

The man in white still had his eyes closed, cross-legged, straight, and sat on the edge of the boat, his bony hands tapping regularly on the flute. The next moment, the sound of the flute abruptly converged at a very high point, and almost at the same time, a breeze gusted. It is as if the sound of this flute is one with all things in nature. And in this heaven and earth, it rises wantonly.

"Childe, you haven't recovered yet, so let's go into the cabin! What if you suffer from the wind and cold again?" a man in black lifted the curtain in front of him with his right hand and walked out of the cabin.

"Leave him alone! I've been like this since the injury was just a little better, without any regard for my body, how many times have I persuaded him?"

As if he hadn't heard it at all, the man in white said to the man in black, "How long is there going to be a martial arts conference?"

It turned out that these people were Zheng Haoran, Feng, and Chai Zongjin.

Feng said respectfully: "Returning to Gongzi, you have been injured and recuperating for half a month, and the calculation time is less than half a year before the martial arts conference. There is no news from the other three brothers yet. ”

Zheng Haoran said: "Then we should also prepare to leave..."

"Help! Someone's overboard!" At this moment, there was a sudden cry for help from the shore.

Chai Zongjin also heard the voice, walked out of the cabin, and asked, "What's wrong?"

The wind pointed to the shore and said, "It looks like someone has fallen overboard." ”

Zheng Haoran said: "Hurry... Row fast. The three of them pulled the wooden oars, and the boat sailed straight to the shore, and when they reached the shore, Zheng Haoran looked out at a glance, only to see three women shouting on the shore. There was also a woman who kept struggling in the water, her arms flapping the water around her in a panic, splashing countless water, and her body continued to sink, making her feel the cold message of death.

Suffocation, or suffocation.

Suddenly, only hearing the sound of "plop", Zheng Haoran plunged into the water and swam over with his unfamiliar swimming style. Just when the woman was desperate, Zheng Haoran suddenly held the back of her neck with one hand, then hugged her waist tightly with the other hand, and then aimed at her lubricated lips and kissed her gently.

At this time, Zheng Haoran was suddenly tightly strangled by a pair of soft hands. According to the experience of his previous life, he knew that this was the nervous reaction of the drowning person, but fortunately, he immediately gave the other party artificial respiration just now, although the other party grasped it tightly, but the strength was not great.

Zheng Haoran said in his heart: "The most important thing now is to quickly rescue this woman ashore, and after a long time, maybe she will drown." ”

After Zheng Haoran was sure that the other party would no longer lack oxygen, he hurriedly dragged her head and swam to the shore in a backstroke manner. The two dragged and dragged, looking very embarrassed.

When he returned to the shore, Zheng Haoran saw the woman in front of him clearly, only to see that she was wearing a pale pink long skirt with a plain white gauze dress, an extremely elegant outfit, the breeze blowing, a little thin, and also containing a trace of sadness.

Zheng Haoran was looking at her, she was also looking at Zheng Haoran, looking at the man in front of her who had just saved herself. I don't know why she just felt as if her heart was about to jump out, and said, "Little... Little girl Sun Xiuxian, thank you for saving your life!"

Zheng Haoran looked at Sun Xiuxian who was only seventeen or eighteen years old, but he was pitiful in every way, and said: "The girl doesn't have to be polite, in the next thousand uniques, the girl can call me by my name. ”

"Senior sister, senior sister, how are you? It's okay!" At this moment, I saw three women rushing over.

"It's okay, thanks to this thousand-peer son for saving me just now, otherwise..."

Zheng Haoran couldn't bear the beauty crying, and hurriedly said, "I don't know who these three girls are?"

Sun Xiuxian hurriedly said: "This is the little girl's senior sister Zhao Xiuying and Qian Xiuzi, and the junior sister Li Xiuhui." ”

Zheng Haoran exclaimed: "Aren't a few girls Emei Sixiu?" Everyone nodded!

Zheng Haoran looked at the three of them carefully, and saw Zhao Xiuying wearing a large peony emerald green smoke veil Bixia Luo, a pink narcissus scattered flower green leaf skirt mopping the floor, and wearing a thin gold silk smoke emerald green veil. The low-hanging sideburns are obliquely inserted and inlaid with pearls and jasper, and the flowers and moon look out of the water hibiscus.

Qian Xiuzi was wearing a blue emerald cigarette shirt, a pleated skirt with scattered flowers, mist and green grass, and a light blue emerald water thin smoke veil. Fold the waist to micro-step, showing the wrist in the light yarn.

Li Xiuhui was wearing a cyan dress, a cyan pomegranate skirt, and the skirt was embroidered with a white lily, which was a little red in the white, just like the white and ruddy face. The outer group was dressed in a blue gauze robe, and there was a cloak made of fine pale yellow silk on his shoulders.

Zheng Haoran was a large number of people, Sun Xiuxian said: "We are waiting for Emei Sixiu, is it possible that the prince of Qianjue is also a person in the martial arts, and he is also here to participate in the martial arts conference?" The other three glanced at Sun Xiuxian and smiled slightly, Sun Xiuxian's cheeks suddenly flushed, and he was worried and shy.

"Brother, son..."Zheng Haoran didn't know how to answer, Chai Zongjin and "Feng" rushed over. Chai Zongjin looked at Sun Xiuxian, whose cheeks were flushed, and then at Zheng Haoran, who was drenched like her, and asked, "Brother, who are these girls?"

Zheng Haoran said to Chai Zong: "These girls are the famous Emei Sixiu in martial arts!" and said to Emei Sixiu: "This is a thousand unique brothers, and it is not strange that the younger brothers are reckless and forget the four girls." ”

Sun Xiuxian preemptively said: "It's okay... It's okay!"

Chai Zongjin looked at the two of them and said to Zheng Haoran: "Brother, aren't we going to participate in the martial arts conference? The four girls are Emei women, why don't we go with the four girls, okay?"

Zheng Haoran glanced at Chai Zongjin, and Zhao Xiuying said: "We have this intention, but we are afraid of disturbing the thousand peerless sons." He looked at Sun Xiuxian again and said, "Senior sister, what do you say?"

Sun Xiuxian said savagely: "I... I!" the crowd looked at them and laughed.

Everyone laughed all the way, and walked until the evening, when they arrived at a small town, a restaurant in the center of the town stood on the street, and the golden signboard said "Drunken Immortal Building" three big characters. The signboard has been smoked into a cloud of black, but the three golden characters are flashing and shining, and bursts of wine-scented meat smell erupt from the restaurant.

Everyone went upstairs and found a table by the window, and Xiao Er hurriedly came over to greet him. Emei Sixiu and Chai Zongjin neither knew how to drink, so Zheng Haoran asked for a pot of wine alone and a few side dishes. Zheng Haoran poured himself a drink, and a sense of desolation and loneliness hit his heart, and he couldn't help but sigh.

Sun Xiuxian was puzzled: "Why is Childe sighing?" Everyone was also puzzled, just to see how he answered.

Zheng Haoran said: "When I think of my parents, I don't feel sad, so I sigh." ”

Sun Xiuxian said: "Where are Childe's parents now?"

Zheng Haoran took a few more sips of wine and said, "My brothers and sisters died when they were young. ”

Sun Xiuxian said: "I don't want the two sons to have such a background, the little woman is abrupt, and she forgets her son's forgiveness." ”

The crowd also hurriedly comforted them. Zheng Haoran knew everyone's kindness and said, "I'm fine." At this time, Zheng Haoran not only thought of his parents in the Song Dynasty, but also thought of his parents in his previous life, but he couldn't go back.

At this time, a big man on the east side walked over laughing and said, "Lao Tzu is really blessed today! There are so many beauties." Zheng Haoran turned his head, and two cold and lightning-like eyes turned around his face twice. I saw that this man was in his thirties, with a very burly figure and a hideous face.

"Presumptuous! How can the place of the Qingcheng faction allow you to be rampant!" Qingcheng Sixiu was annoyed and angry, and raised his long sword one after another, pointing at the big man.

Zheng Haoran waved his hand, motioned to Qingcheng Sixiu to put down the long sword in his hand for the time being, and said to the big man: "Who are you?

The big man said: "Little white face, get out of the way, it's none of your business here!" Zheng Haoran saw that the situation was not good, and glanced at everyone, saying that he was going to do it, and let everyone protect themselves. Because the other party's appearance is really scary, he doesn't know how capable the other party is.

Zheng Haoran was not verbose, his hands were stretched out, he had already grabbed the big man's vest, and he was about to fall out, so he knew that both of them were good hands. The big man's feet were firmly nailed to the ground, and he couldn't move. Zheng Haoran thought to himself: "This big man really has some skills, no wonder he is so rampant, at least it is similar to the kung fu of the five heroes of Qingcheng." ”

The big man relied on his strong strength, and for a while, the two fought without a win. Zheng Haoran suddenly let go of his hand and swept away with his feet, the big man was making a thousand catties to fight against him, but Zheng Haoran suddenly changed his moves.

Under this sweep, the big man suddenly fell down the stairs, and when he rolled downstairs, he finally got up, gritting his teeth angrily.

"I didn't expect that your little white face still has some skills, today I am lonely and evil to be taught and understood. As soon as the words fell, everyone was shocked! Because this name is so loud, Wuyi is a double evil: Dugu is evil, Dugu is fierce. He is notorious in the Jianghu martial arts, and he does all kinds of evil, and what is even more terrifying is that he also has a master, who is the head of the Wuyi faction.

Zheng Haoran saw that Dugu Yiwei suddenly walked calmly, which was very different from just now, and he seemed to have become a first-class master. It turned out that the other party was just trying his martial arts, and he didn't dare to be contemptuous at the moment, and said: "Wuyi Shuangsha, no wonder it's so rampant!"

That Dugu Yiyi took a step forward and said: "I'll give you two ways to go, either kowtow to me three times, say "fart" three times in a row, or today is your death." ”

Zheng Haoran smiled: "You fart, don't it stink!"

Dugu said evilly: "Look for death!"