The Yangtze River is gorgeous and colorful, and there will be different scenes at different times, sometimes the water is beautiful, sometimes the smoke is vast, sometimes it is mysterious, sometimes it is rough and majestic.

Xie Chenfeng walked along the river bank in a lost and lonely way, looking for a boat to cross the river to Nanjing, but walked a long distance but did not see the moored ferry.

He curiously inquired with passers-by and learned that most of the fishermen were mainly fishing, and due to the slump in the business of ferrying during the war, few fishermen were willing to ferry passengers across the river.

Xie Chenfeng comforted himself that he would be safe when he came, and there would always be a way. Feeling tired and hungry, he went to a nearby village to find an inn to stay in, and asked for a few delicious snacks to drink while he pondered.

Time is like water, and before you know it, it is night, the night sky is like a dai, and the stars are shining, like a wild swan in a beautiful fairy tale spreading its blue and gray wings and sweeping across the sky.

Finally, when he was full of wine and food, he decided to take advantage of his leisure time to watch the night view of the Yangtze River and walk to the river.

The moonlight is hazy and blurry, the wisps of clouds and mist seem to be light and transparent silk yarn fluttering in the clear water, and the moon's face is faintly like a beautiful girl shyly peeping at her lover.

The Yangtze River in the night is gentle and tranquil, and has another charm, if the Yangtze River in the day is a heroic and rugged man, then the Yangtze River at night is a girl with affection.

The night of the Yangtze River is dreamy, soft and tranquil, pleasant, and makes people look forward to and reverie.

The moonlight is like a dream, and the river waves are light.

At the end, a thin foam swelled up like frost sideburns, which made people feel melancholy. The childhood dream is already a frosty cold, just like the river contains the ebb and flow of right and wrong, love and hatred, leaving a damp and pale memory.

The boat drifts with the waves, surrounded by mottled marks by the wind and waves, and gently hums childhood songs to the rhythm of the waves, as if telling the wandering life and the exhaustion of the soul.

The wandering mind is always full of sorrow and weariness.

The gentle waves are like a mother's hands gently rocking the boat, as if rocking the dreams of a child sleeping soundly in the cradle.

But it is difficult to heal the scars of the soul that have gone through vicissitudes.

The fate of the boat is destined to be adrift.

Chenfeng's fate is destined to be wandering.

In order to forget and dream, his mind and footsteps wandered everywhere and never really rested.

The river breeze gradually stirred up the dreamy soft water surface and shattered the calm and warm dream.

It is the dream that will always wake up, and the dream that will always be broken.

The broken waves are sparkling, and the light is shining gold.

He seemed to see Xiao Shang's bright face disappearing in the water, and his bright eyes were especially resentful.

Tatsukaze's mood became sad and sour.

used to say that it was good to go to the end of the world, but now he is a stranger.

Love is like wine, when it is brewed at the right time, it will be fragrant and intoxicating, and love will eventually become bitter if it is brewed for too long.

No matter how bitter or astringent, sour or spicy, he must taste it for the rest of his life, he must accept his fate, and he must have no regrets.

Since childhood, he has believed that the fate of suffering has been predestined in his previous life, and he has long learned to bear grief and sorrow silently, and has learned to lick his wounds alone like a wolf.

He knows enough to be able to live a life of abundant food and clothing, and he has never dared to have the luxury of having this beautiful and precious love.

The unspeakable is known only to him.

Now he realizes that no matter what he chooses, it is a mistake that will cause deep damage to love or righteousness. He can't choose, but he has to.

He had to give up everything that wasn't supposed to be his own.

He can only be in debt, and from then on he owes a love debt that he cannot repay in this life. Even if the two are happy, what if they are happy! Lovers do not end up married.

He is eternally guilty, he is eternally miserable.

He is forever obsessed with the rights and wrongs of this choice, and he is drunk and only wants to punish himself cruelly and mercilessly for peace of mind.

People in the world are always faced with realistic or fantastic choices based on whether they are happy or not. Nine times out of ten, life is unsatisfactory, some people are trapped in nightmares but must accept it, and some people are tired of the world but must face it.

It's a nightmare and you should wake up, or if it's a sweet dream, why get drunk?

He really wanted to sleep forever and never wake up again, which was a great happiness for him.

The night is quiet, and the chill hits. He turned to return to the inn.

Suddenly, someone rushed to the beach from the side of him, and there was no one around him without the slightest intention of stopping, as if there was something very important.

Xie Chenfeng had already seen the person's demeanor clearly in a flash.

It turned out to be a poor child of eight or nine years old, dressed in rags, with a rough straw rope tied around his belt, and bright copper-colored skin.

The appearance is funny and awkward and pitiful, as if the naughty boy drew it at random is too exaggerated, the head is like a big winter melon, the mouth is wide and big, and the lips are as fat as a fish, and the expression looks honest and silly.

Whose kid is this? What are you doing so late?

Tatsukaze followed the child curiously.

The child suddenly stood by the choppy river, motionless for a long time, as if he had an infinite inextricable heart.

People are sad and crying, and too many grievances for too long finally can't hold back and surging out like a flood.

The child burst into tears and suddenly cried, and shouted loudly to the river: "Dad! Dad—— come back quickly! I miss you! I miss you! If I hadn't taken care of my grandmother, I would have gone to look for you a long time ago!"

Bursts of sobbing like a knife cut the most sensitive and fragile part of Chenfeng's heart, and Chenfeng couldn't help but shed tears when he remembered his own life experience with sympathy.

Another child from an unfortunate background!

The child walked into the water.

Xie Chen jumped up in a hurry, like lightning floating in front of the child.

The child stood there stunned, his mouth open and he looked at Chen Feng speechless.

Xie Chenfeng couldn't help but say that he took the child back to the shore and put it down, squatted down and looked at the child's eyes lovingly, and said kindly: "Little friend, what happened? Can you tell your uncle?"

The child is timid and doesn't like to talk much, and his eyes are a little demented and a little timid, looking at Chenfeng.

Xie Chenfeng asked a few words but did not respond, and was disappointed to think that the child was dumb or mentally retarded.

The child seemed to burst out of the crack in the door and finally burst out of the sentence: "Are you a fairy brother?"

Xie Chenfeng couldn't help but smile, pursed his lips, pretended to be serious, nodded and said, "I can help all the children realize their wishes, can you tell me your wishes?"

It turned out that the child's father once went out of the river to fish, and the fishing boat ran aground and did not come back.

The adult kindly made up a lie for the child, saying that his father would return sooner or later from a visit on an unnamed island at the end of the Yangtze River.

But the child took it as the truth, and came to the riverside every moonlit night to wait with hope, waiting for the return of his father's love. Hope or disappointment goes back and forth, rain or shine, year after year, and that waits for three whole years.

No one could laugh anymore, Xie Chenfeng covered his sour nose and suppressed his sadness, fearing that tears would flow down in a disorderly manner.

He didn't know what to say, and no one could bear to shatter this only dream that was a little extravagant, a little fragile, a little longing for a child.

So be it, it's better to have a dream than nothing, and innocent children are incapable and should not accept this cruel fact.

Xie Chenfeng sincerely looked into the child's eyes and said solemnly: "I promise, your wish will definitely come true, your father will definitely come back, he will definitely come back!"

"Thank you, Brother Fairy, thank you, Brother Fairy!" The child was much more cheerful and said: "Let's send him a letter together!"

The child took out a dozen small bamboo tubes from the front of his abdomen while talking, and each piece of cloth contained in it was scribbled with a pattern representing his wishes, recording the life of firewood, rice, oil and salt, with warmth and touch, nostalgia and longing.

Xie Chenfeng's heart couldn't help but tremble for a moment. Isn't this the ordinary life I dreamed of? Now it has become such a luxury.

If your dream comes true, let it go with the wind and the river.

Chen Feng and the child threw the wish bamboo tube to the Jiangzhong competition, who would be farther, and the child said that his father would come back as soon as he received the letter.

Chen Feng silently prayed in his heart: I hope so, I hope so!

"A-Wei, A-Wei-"

Xie Chenfeng seemed to hear a shout intermittently, and his voice was old and dry.

In the faint moonlight, a figure was moving slowly in this direction. Nearly 100 meters, Chen Feng saw an old Longzhong's mother-in-law, hunched over, fortunately with a long cane, her head almost touched the ground, and her body arched forward when she walked, like an old-fashioned lobster.

"Grandma!" the child cheered and ran towards the comer.

The mother-in-law stretched out a dry hand to grope around, and said lovingly and resentfully: "Why did you come here again, it's easy to get sick when it's cold outside." ”

The child took Grandma's hand with both hands and asked earnestly, "Grandma, where am I, when will Father come back?"

The old woman turned out to be a blind man, with gray hair, a face full of furrows and wrinkles like walnut shells, and pupils as muddy as dead fish.

The old man was speechless for a long time when he heard his grandson's question, his face twitched inadvertently in pain, his eyes blinked but there were no tears, and the tears had already dried up.

I don't know if it's to comfort herself or her grandson, she muttered to herself: "It's going to come back, it's going to come back, it's going to come back one day......"

The pace of the child's mood and thinking transformation is very fast, and he happily told his grandmother about Tatsufeng.

Chen Feng and the old woman naturally had a pleasantry.

"Since the accident of his grandson and his father, the child's personality has gradually become introverted, and he usually doesn't talk much when he sees people, and he always seems to have something on his mind. ”

The grandfather and grandson's home is a thatched house with a bamboo frame structure, and the roof of cow felt is covered with straw, and the fence wall made of straw is clamped. The whole house looked cold and desolate.

The mother-in-law fumbled her way into the house and lit the lamp, and the dim and flickering light revealed from it.

Chenfeng then entered, and the furnishings of the room were in full view, with a low table in the center, two old benches beside the table, and altars and jars and fishing gear scattered around the wall.

The mother-in-law supported her grandson to do things, and slowly recounted the changes in the family sadly.

The son and daughter-in-law originally lived an ordinary life as a fisherman, but they were also harmonious, and the young couple saved some money and later opened an inn, and the business was also passable. The daughter-in-law may have broadened her horizons when she saw many merchants coming and going from the south to the north, and began to count her husband useless, began to paint grease and powder, and loved to dress up, and finally one day hooked up with a generous traveler and abandoned her husband and children and eloped. The house leak happened to rain for a day, and once the son went out of the river to fish and the fishing boat hit the reef and did not come back, leaving only an old man and a young man to rely on each other. The white-haired man was sent to the black-haired man, and the mother-in-law was grief-stricken and washed her face with tears all day long, and gradually lost her sight.

Xie Chenfeng sighed when he heard it; women's love for vanity eventually became ruthless.

"Did the child's mother come back to visit the child later?"

The mother-in-law thought for a while and said: "Four years ago, I secretly came once and then left in a hurry, it is said that the husband's family is very tight, Ah Wei is clamoring to see his mother on weekdays, but he really met but didn't recognize her much." ”

Xie Chenfeng inquired about the ferry by the way.

The old woman said that there was a man in Liujia Village nicknamed "Fengchen Qin Sheng" who also did a ferry business, but the price was expensive.

When Xie Chenfeng said goodbye, he said that he would leave some money for the child as a gift, but it was a gold ingot.

How did the mother-in-law know that it was so valuable, so she just blindly thanked her.

Then Xie Chenfeng returned to the inn to rest.

The next day, Chenfeng walked along the river bank in the direction of Liujia Village.

The scenery along the coast is breathtaking.

The river is rippling and the water is shining. The fishing sails are dotted, and the sand gulls hit the waves.

As he was walking, Chen Feng heard the melodious sound of the flute coming from the riverside, revealing a faint sadness and hazy confusion.

Like fireworks and apricot rain, like light smoke willow shadows.

If the dream is true, if it is like leaving.

A steep rock tiger sits on the bank of the river, and the torrential waves hit the chassis strongly, and the bottom of the rock is full of potholes.

On the top of the rock, a young man in a yellow robe sat cross-legged and played a short flute, and the band of the bun on the back of his head fluttered in the wind, looking chic and elegant.

The figure that can't be familiar anymore, the sound of the flute that can't be familiar anymore.

Xie Chenfeng smiled and said loudly: "Brother Yuan has such a leisurely feeling, he is really envious of the little brother!"

The young man suddenly stood up and turned around, and joked humorously: "Brother Tai's demeanor is still the same as it was back then!"

The young man is his friend Yuan Chengzhi! His handsome face is angular, reserved and resolute, and his eyes are bright and contain terrifying power.

Yuan Chengzhi, the son of Yuan Chonghuan, a famous anti-Jin general, a disciple of the Golden Snake Langjun, and the former leader of the Martial Arts League, did several earth-shattering things; destroyed the red-clothed cannons of the Qing army, assassinated Huang Taiji, beheaded the Qing Xuan Daoist, assassinated Emperor Chongzhen, and received King Chuang into Beijing.

The rivers and lakes are nicknamed "Blue Blood Swordsman", and the Golden Snake Sword is used unably, and the sword is exquisite, endless, and endless.

After he became the emperor and became the emperor, he retreated bravely and lived a life of idle clouds and wild cranes.

Xie Chenfeng wondered in his heart: How did you meet here? Could it be a coincidence?

"Brother Yuan, isn't it hard to find a red face, do you need me to be an old man under the moon?"

The two looked at each other and immediately clapped their palms and laughed.

Chen Fengyi is very angry: "On the white-haired fisherman Jiangzhu, a pot of turbid wine is happy to meet, many things in ancient and modern times are laughing and talking, such a beautiful scenery, you and I drink happily!"

"Happy! Qingfeng didn't try, but after his death, it's rare for Brother Tai to have such elegance, you and I will rest as soon as we get drunk!"

A wave of water is moving, and the river water is layered into a torrent of waves that crash against the rocks, making a roaring sound.

Two like-minded teenagers sat and drank opposite each other, talking about anecdotes with similar interests.

Yuan Chengzhi suddenly slapped his thigh and seemed to remember something important and said: "The Red Lady Hongyan passed the book: The spy has been found out from the army, and Jinling has laid a net to persuade Brother Tai to give up his actions. ”

The red lady has been grief-stricken and disheartened since her husband's death, hasn't she already left the rebels?

Yuan Chengzhi said that the Red Lady returned to the righteous army and assisted the 'Xiaochuang King' regardless of his previous suspicions.

Xie Chenfeng had mixed feelings and admiration: a woman has such a magnanimous mind!

They were speechless for a while, and the two young men almost unanimously remembered the perverse behavior of Li Zicheng, the king of Chuang.

Isn't a seven-foot man as good as a woman? Xie Chenfeng made up his mind in his heart, and said without hesitation: "Even if it is the Longtan Tiger's Den, I will break through, why not be afraid of a group of roosters and dog thieves!"

Yuan Chengzhi's expression suddenly became grim and said: "Brother Tai don't underestimate the enemy, this opponent is not trivial." ”

Chen Feng's heart was cold, there was someone who made the "Blue Blood Swordsman" feel timid, Yuan Chengzhi was already the top master in the world.

"Who is it?"

"Heartless Swordsman. ”

Xie Chenfeng couldn't help but show a look of disdain that was unheard of.

Chen Feng wanted to speak and stopped, as if there was an unbearable past, and his pupils revealed sadness and loneliness.

He had finally made up his mind to tell his friend about an old story that he did not want to mention, and he had planned to let it rot in his heart for four years, and his heart tingled when he thought of it.

"One day four years ago, I sneaked into the Forbidden City to assassinate Chongzhen, but unexpectedly the traces were exposed and were chased and intercepted by the masters of the Great Interior, among them, there is Emei head Qing Xuandao long sword is particularly sharp, we are entangled together in a short period of time inseparable from each other, the appearance of the unintentional swordsman changed all this, her figure is like a shock, her soft sword is as fast as lightning, she seems to swing the sword so casually, not only easily opened my golden snake sword, but also stabbed my right chest, I still can't believe how she came out of the sword, I can't see or understand her moves at all。 ”

Although her face is covered with green veil, I can feel that she is a peerless beauty, her eyebrows are like willow leaves, her charming and intelligent Danfeng eyes reveal a cold and scorching light, and her body is as light as a green smoke willow shadow. ”

Appalling indeed!

The "Blue Blood Swordsman" was so easily defeated by a woman.

If it weren't for hearing it from a friend, Xie Chenfeng would definitely think it was a beautiful and magical story.

Xie Chenfeng instantly felt that the future was becoming more and more unpredictable, but for the sake of the common people and his responsibility, he had no way out.

He pretended to joke lightly: "There is such a peerless beauty in the world, if you don't see the beauty, wouldn't you be a man in vain?"

Yuan Chengzhi was infected by Chenfeng's fearless mentality, and said with a pun, "Then I bless my brother Tai's heart as he wishes!"

Inaction is on the road, and the children are stained with scarves.

Even though there are thousands of reluctance in their hearts, there is no unbroken feast in the world, and the two of them cherish each other after all.

Passers-by pointed out that they had to cross Jinlong Mountain to reach Liujia Village.

The mountain peaks are steep and the scenery is beautiful, and the peaks are shrouded in clouds and mist.

Xie Chenfeng climbed the rock wall into the mountain, the forest is dark and cold, the forest is lush, the branches and leaves cover the sky and the sun, like the silver line of sunlight occasionally flickering and leaking in from the gap, which makes people feel mysterious.

The smell of rotting leaves and animal feces makes the hair dizzy, and the mountains are gloomy and damp, making it feel like clothes can wring out water.

The mountains are so quiet that they make people feel inexplicably frightened. In the depths of the forest, there are sometimes terrifying sounds, or the wind and grass, or the chirping of birds and insects, or the howling of wolves and apes.

Suddenly, a withered branch twisted and writhed, and Chen Feng reflexively stepped back to look closely, and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

It turned out to be a gray-brown snake that resembled the bark of a tree! It raised its head, and spat out red snake letters from its mouth, and its eyes like beans stared at the visitor fiercely, as if it was annoyed that someone had disturbed a good dream.

Xie Chenfeng suddenly faintly heard the noise of the waterfall, like the wind galloping, like a mountain and a tsunami, passionate and majestic, which made people fascinated.

He followed the sound and cut through the thorns and stubbornly advanced.

Suddenly it opened up in front of me, and it was a paradise!