The red sun is coming to an end, and the clouds are all over the sky.

The cool breeze by the river makes people feel refreshed.

It blew the glow in the river and the remnant sun like blood.

Blowing his clothes and long hair, the boat was like a leaf, slowly drifting towards the shore.

There was a fisherman who returned from fishing, with a tired and bitter past, and a stomach full of idleness.

It's sulking, and it's very stuffy!

It's completely unexpected, and I really didn't catch a single bird feather!

This is impossible! Daoist Fang told himself, no!

However, the ideal is as plump as the steamed fish in the pot, but unfortunately the reality is as skinny as eating the leftover fish bones.

It is said that because of the stimulation, the Taoist priest is stimulated by the heroic feelings of the hermit old man who is screaming and proud of the sunset, and he must make a big career under the excitement, so as to catch a boat of live fish, in order to show his newborn calf-like spirit and the value of existence, so he impatiently pushed the boat down the river and became a glorious fisherman. As a result, physical and mental exhaustion and self-esteem and self-confidence have been severely damaged.

Of course, the more reason is because Daoist Fang was tempted by the delicious fish, and he was originally drooling while talking big. In terms of heroes and heroes, a number of romantic characters, it has nothing to do with Daoist Fang's original dime, and it is not as good as a pot of good fish to say a thousand things and ten thousand. In addition, Daoist Fang is fresh and curious, playful and active, and the nature of the wild donkey has been exposed in a few words.

A wild donkey went down to the river to fish, and the results can be imagined.

The river is too big! The wind is strong, the waves are big! I can't row, the net is not easy to spread, this broken boat is always disobedient, who knows what those broken fish are doing! stupid! too stupid! idiot! This is the reason why Daoist Fang is analyzing the failure, there are many reasons, and they all make sense, so I really can't blame him for this matter. Of course, no matter how you make excuses, you can't hide the iron-clad fact that you returned empty-handed, so Daoist Fang is still very angry, he is angry with himself, he is angry, he is angry, he is speechless, and his mood at this time is very similar to the first time he went hunting with a bow and arrow and a firewood knife in Shangqing Mountain, and he also came back empty-handed. Discouraged, discouraged, and frustrated!

It's not as good as that time, and that time I got at least one bird feather.

But he also couldn't explain that he had no face to see people, and he helplessly watched again, blowing through the cowhide.

- Prepare the cauldron, burn the firewood, and wait!

Hey, not far away, in the thatched hut, the old master was still sitting and drinking tea, his back motionless, as if he was reading a book. Thinking about it, I want to stop talking, this is really a little embarrassing, it seems that the two of them can only eat dry buns at night. It's really a little unwilling, I just hope that one of them will jump into the net, even if it's a small one, it's good to have an explanation! God, open your eyes, will a miracle happen?

As soon as Daoist Fang turned around, he was taken aback!

No fish in the net!

Surprisingly, the net is gone!

The net is gone because the boat is gone!

There were no miracles, only the empty river hitting the grass on the shore, clattering, cheering, as if laughing softly.

What about the ship?

The boat was not far away, dozens of feet from the shore, went down the river, and ran away by itself. After the unfortunate fisherman jumped ashore irresponsibly, he quietly and resolutely abandoned him. Therefore, Daoist Fang is an extraordinary person at all, and he will not make people worry about it anywhere, not only did the fish not catch, but even the fishing stuff was tossed along with the boat.

"Ahh He pointed unhurriedly, and Daoist Fang was already so anxious that he jumped up: "Kong Bo, I, hey, what to do?" The old master walked calmly, tepidly: "Don't worry, don't panic, wait for me-" Speaking to the riverside, nodded, and smiled slightly: "When I take it back, that is." ”

Then he flew and jumped straight to the river!

How similar this scene is, and the old immortal at the top of Shangqing Peak is also-

I didn't have time to think about it, Fang Yin hugged him, and said in amazement: "Kong, Kong Bo, who are you?" The old master hugged him tightly and couldn't move, and he couldn't get rid of it after two struggles, so he had to say helplessly: "Didn't you say that you went to get the boat, what do you think I'm going to do?" The boat is in the middle of the river, how can I get it? Isn't it like that fairy, but I want to climb the Ping to cross the water? Fang Yin didn't believe it, Fang Yin couldn't believe it, but looking at his gray hair and wrinkles on his face, he finally realized who he was: "Yes, yes." ”

He is a recluse.

The talking boat gradually drifted away, fluttering and swaying with the river.

There is a miracle, this is the moment to witness the miracle! Fang Yin's eyes widened, and he was looking forward to it in his heart!

But seeing him leap forward, fluttering lightly across the river, in an instant, he had reached a few zhang away from the shore! As soon as he fell into the water, he rose up slightly, straight like a bird sweeping low, straight as a foot on the ground! Counting, counting, and falling, the river flow between the ups and downs seemed to be unfazed, and I saw the white hair fluttering and the sleeves dancing together, lining the thousands of rays of sunset under the sparkling, accompanied by the sand gulls and waterbirds flying in all directions, what a god from the sky!

The time has come, and the people who have fallen off the boat as far as the eye can see.

He seemed to be smiling, standing on the bow of the boat and looking over from afar, Fang Yin couldn't see his appearance clearly.

Straight as the day, when you first see it.

If it weren't for the lack of a hat on the top of the head, if it wasn't for the sunset.

It's a dream.

Until the waning moon was like a hook and the sky full of stars, Fang Yin had not woken up.

"Boy, have you ever killed someone?"

Fang Yin raised his head in surprise, looked left and right, and looked at him in a daze: "What, what?"

"I'm asking you, have you ever killed someone?" the old master said lightly, but did not raise his eyes. There was no light in the room, only the stars and the moon were accompanied, and Fang Yin couldn't see it really, but he saw him with his head down on the small table and looked at what Suo Suo was looking at: "Kill? The old master stopped talking, but sighed softly, as if lost. In the darkness, the sky and the earth are silent, and the sound of insects, water, and wind is faintly heard, and it is extremely clear in the ears.

Yes, Fang Yin was still immersed in the wonderful scene in the evening, only suspected that it was a dream. But it wasn't a dream, Fang Yin knew, and saw him swing the boat back, and then the two went back to the house to drink tea and eat dry food. In the meantime, he said a lot of words, and most of Fang Yin couldn't remember clearly, always reluctant to give up his thoughts, always excited and sometimes depressed, Fang Yin also wanted to be able to experience the feeling of walking on the river like him one day.

It was far away, like a dream, empty and vain.

It's also very close, it's happening right in front of you, it's real.

Will it be?

Yes, he said.

He said that he would, he will, which made Fang Yin once again ignite the fire of hope in his heart.

Maybe he was originally an immortal, maybe Fang Yin was lucky enough to meet him again, and the dream in his heart was about to come true.

"Uncle Kong, you must have killed, no, you killed a lot of people?" After a long time, Fang Yin asked cautiously, breaking the tranquility in the hut. The old master whispered softly, straight as a dream: "Yes, there are many, Uncle Kong has killed more people than Uncle Kong has eaten fish. This is a true sentence, Fang Yin has already believed it, he doesn't want this seemingly thin, weak and inconspicuous bad old man to be a murderous big devil, Daoist Fang was terrified for a while, and he didn't dare to say anything.

"I ask you, when you came here, until this time, you can see that there are ships passing by in the river?"

"Well, no, not one. ”

"Guji Ring Island, three Jiao of the Yangtze River, have you ever heard of it?"

"No, Fang Yin doesn't know, could it be-"

"Yes, the three Jiao are the first evil, leading more than 100 people, and they are thirty miles downstream of here, let me ask you, should you kill or not?"

"Heh, Fang Yin doesn't know, could it be that Uncle Kong has settled here for this purpose?"

"Let me ask you again, if they don't leave a living mouth under the knife, the old man also kills the children and kills, the means are cruel and inhumane, resulting in countless dry bones at the bottom of the river, resulting in no one within a radius of 100 miles, causing the passenger and cargo ships in this river to be banned, should they be killed or not?"

"Yes, there is a kind!" The old master raised his head and said, "The Yangtze River Sanjiao will be handed over to you." ”

"Huh?" This is an extremely difficult or impossible task, Daoist Fang was stupid on the spot, and then shook his head again and again and waved his hand, indicating that he was not capable of doing it at all. The old master smiled and said, "If you don't go, my bad old man will be sent to death, how can you bear it?" Daoist Fang smiled and sat back again: "Uncle Kong is laughing again, who is a hidden Confucian?

The old master shook his head and smiled, and said: "It's not difficult to kill people, but the difficulty lies in who should kill and who should not kill, if you kill one person in vain, how is the old man different from the bandits?"

The old master nodded and continued: "So I have been repeatedly inspecting and comparing recently, and I have lived in him for more than three months, you see. What he saw was a few things on the table, but it was a few books, and in the darkness, Fang Yin stared at it carefully, but he couldn't see it clearly, only the big characters on the cover were visible. A thick county government household registration, a thick official case record, and a thin investment register. There are also three official documents on sea fishing in the book, and there are portraits on them. Fang Yin looked at it for a long time, and he was also confused: "This, this, hey! Uncle Kong, this is really difficult for you!"

"The appearance of the three Jiao is already there, and one hundred and forty-seven water cowards are all in this list. In fact, since the bandits and the like allow you to join the gang and join the gang, they will teach you to come and go, counting the one hundred and forty-seven people in Sanjiao, everyone is a case of betrayal and murder, and everyone should be punished!" The old master let out a long sigh and said: "However, human life is a matter of heaven, and there is no room for a fallacy, so I took the household registration of the case from the government to find it, and then investigated near the waters of the island and compared them one by one, so more than three months have passed. ”

After listening quietly, Fang Yin was convinced, and exclaimed: "When it comes to killing people and eliminating evil, when it comes to chivalry and righteousness, I am afraid that no one in this world is like Uncle Kong, ha! It's really troublesome!" The old master turned his face and said, "Don't laugh! Human life is at stake, how can it be child's play!" Fang Yin glanced at him and said with a smile: "If you don't laugh, Fang Yin also knows that it is not child's play, fire is the fire of benevolence, and chivalry is the anger of benevolence!" Fang Yin remembered that the kid was taught!"

"Be in awe and do fearless things, you know?" the old master did not smile, and said with a straight face. Fang Yin nodded and said seriously, "Yes." The old master smiled slightly, his eyes were full of light: "What is martial arts? What is a sword? Mind and courage are invincible, can you know?" Fang Yin pondered for a moment, and smiled: "Yes!" The old master laughed, and then laughed again: "Since you are here, you will go tomorrow, I will kill people, and you will suppress the formation!"

"Done!"

Kill, kill, kill