It was already afternoon, and the sun was shining through the window lattice, and a cluster of daffodils was planted in a clay pot by the windowsill, which looked more sober and bright in the sunlight.

I didn't expect that after the hangover, it was already afternoon when I woke up.

After a while, Su Su brought out a large bowl of sauerkraut and silver carp soup, as well as two side dishes and chopsticks from the kitchen.

Ou Peng may have been awakened by the smell of fish soup, he came over with a smile, and said while drinking fish soup with Duan Yu and Su Su: "It's time to make some practical preparations, this time I don't have to make a fuss like before, I have to contact a few respected martial arts heroes to jointly eradicate the vultures." ”

The sorrow and decadence were gone, and they were all left yesterday, and he was now determined to fight the vulture to the end.

Duan Yu tasted the sauerkraut fish soup, and it was really delicious, and the wine gradually dispersed, and he was completely sober.

What's more, in this slightly cold early spring season, after drinking the steaming fish soup, you will feel warm and indescribably comfortable.

"This soup is so good. Duan Yu smiled, "Miss Susu, you are very good at making fish." ”

"Actually, in March, I can make cuckoo drunken fish...... Su Su said softly.

Ou Peng immediately interrupted: "Hey, you two little guys, are you listening to me?"

"Of course there is, Uncle Ou, you have any ideas and plans, but it doesn't hurt to say it, listen to it. Duan Yu smiled.

"I have an estimate that there are three people, we must visit, and it is best to invite all three of them, and then get together, make a blood alliance, and work together to deal with the vultures. Ou Peng said solemnly.

"Uncle Ou, don't forget one thing, the thief vulture has the superb strength of the Innate Shidan realm, what is the strength of the three people you are going to visit? Otherwise, although there are many of us, we are just going to die. Duan Yu said truthfully.

Su Su also listened very carefully, in the past, Ou Peng was just going to disrupt the business of Flying Eagle Castle, but this time he decided to do a big deal, thinking that it was a matter of importance, and it would be thrilling.

"These three people are all very famous, two of them are already in seclusion like me, and one of them now also has a gang force, namely Tie Yong, the Innate Void Pill realm, Hong Haoran, the peak realm of the acquired martial artist, and the other is Shangguan Jiannan of the Golden Sword Sect, who has the strength of the Innate Solid Dan realm. The three of them had always been jealous and hateful, but they hadn't made up their minds to deal with the vultures. Overall, they are absolutely reliable, and we will visit Tie Yong tonight. Ou Peng said with great interest.

"I'm afraid it's inappropriate to go at night, right?" Duan Yu frowned.

"You're wrong, it's the right time to go and see Tie Yong at night, and you'll understand when you get there. Ou Peng's eyes looked out of the door, looking very far away, as if he remembered something far away.

After they drank all the sauerkraut and fish soup made by vegetarian vegetables, they went out to rest and waited for the evening to go on business.

The small fishing village is next to the big lake, there are a lot of reeds, the majestic wind continues to blow, like white goose feathers, it is flying all over the sky, it looks very spectacular.

On the lake, there are many fishermen rowing boats to fish, on the side of the boat stand some silent and bowed waterfowl, from time to time like an arrow from the string of a fierce man into the lake, cover the water a few times, and then jump off back to the boat, its beak is holding a large fat fish, throw it on the board of the boat. Then the waterfowl continued to stand on the side of the boat, repeating the next fishing.

This is somewhat similar to the scene Duan Yu saw in Xiangxi Water Town, but there is still a big difference.

After all, there is no such intoxicating singing of the rockers, nor does it have the primitive charm that is far from the world.

The water towns in the south of the Yangtze River have more gentleness and charm, as well as some bookish atmosphere.

Duan Yu looked at the vast lake and the silhouette of Rudai Qingshan in the distance. As well as the reed flowers flying in the void on the water surface, the slightly rotten aquatic plants on the water surface, and the dilapidated fishing boats, a melancholy term comes to mind, that is, "history".

And in a general sense, the so-called 480 temples of the Southern Dynasty, how many buildings in the smoke and rain of these 25 histories, except for telling us some accidents about another group of people in another era killing each other on this ground, we will never know more about what we should know.

But the vast lake, as well as the endless river that Duan Yu once saw in Xiangxi, have told people the joys, sorrows, and sorrows of generations for several years.

Duan Yu looked around, several dilapidated fishing boats, the sides and roofs of which were filled with many silent fishing waterfowl, slowly rowing towards a farther place.

On those islands, there are also slender men who pull boats, these seem to have nothing to do with history, and they will never change a hundred years ago or a hundred years later, as if they are now. As Zhang Ruoxu of the Tang Dynasty said: "Life is infinite from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue looks similar every year." I don't know who Jiang Yue treats, but I see the Yangtze River sending water......"

Duan Yu felt a complicated feeling, he sat cross-legged on the bow of the boat, concentrating on calming down, and did not deliberately cultivate internal strength, just savoring this inexplicable feeling.

These people who work on the water bear their share of destiny, and work hard every day for themselves and for their children. No matter how poor and difficult the life is, he never shies away from the hard work he should have in order to survive.

In the love and hate of their lives, history seems to have no meaning for them.

But the unrecorded history of their generations of ordinary laborers makes those who inadvertently see these feelings of speechless sorrow.

Duan Yu had already run the internal power of the Shenzhao Sutra unconsciously, and he didn't have to think about how to operate the internal breath to wander in the meridians and let it run on its own.

Uncle Ou Peng and Su Su both noticed Duan Yu's abnormality, and Su Su couldn't help frowning and asked, "What's wrong with Duan Gongzi?

"It's okay, this kid is very perceptive, I don't know what he has realized, he is in an excellent state of cultivation now, we can't disturb him. Don't row, if you alarm him, maybe it will make his internal breath diverge, and the consequences will be unimaginable. Ou Peng said solemnly.

He stared at Duan Yu for a long time, still unable to figure out why, and muttered: "Most people in the martial arts can only have such a peculiar state of comprehension in fierce battles, this kid is really a freak! He should have reached the peak realm of the acquired martial artist, if he continues to cultivate according to this development trend, it will not be long before he will definitely reach the innate realm." It's really out of my reach!"