small rivers and lakes

Zhong Yi looked at the time when the donkey was half-pillared with affection, stroked the red velvet flower on top of its head, and took a carrot from the trough.

"Aww..." The donkey was stunned for a moment, never expecting that this person could do such a nasty thing, he suddenly became furious and snorted loudly.

Jiubao was shocked: "It-it-it...it's angry!"

"What look?" Zhong Yi fed the carrot to his BMW, and winked at the donkey, "It's clearly saying hello to my hall master in a friendly way, isn't it, brother donkey."

The donkey was so furious that it couldn't bear it anymore, straightened its neck, opened its mouth wide, and let out a long howl like a thunderclap piercing the dusk.

Zhong Yi was stunned: "Brother donkey, what's wrong with you? Brother donkey, your way of expressing joy is very different. Brother donkey, keep a low profile. As a donkey, please don't fluctuate at will..."

"Stay away from my big beauty!" The window of the woodshed opened with a clang, and a disheveled head poked out, roaring angrily.

Zhong Yi immediately smiled, clasped his fists with both hands, and said loudly: "Senior, Jiangcheng will be away for a few days, so you can come here without any harm?"

After the old man Qinggu saw the apprentice molesting his beauty, the anger faded from his eyes, he yawned, and said unhappily, "Why are you here?"

Zhong Yi calmly stood with his hands behind his back, looked at the twilight sky, and said with a smile: "Three parts of the world are moonlit nights, and two parts are rogues in Yangzhou. The bright moon in Jiangcheng is not beautiful enough, so this junior will come to Guangling to have a look."

The old man Qinggu raised his head and saw that the twilight was heavy, and a waning moon was looming behind the thick clouds, so he snorted: "Look at a ghost."

The window slammed shut.

Zhong Yi: "Tsk..."

Walking into the inn, there are a few passers-by drinking and eating scattered in the cramped lobby. When Zhong Yi walks to the counter, the accountant shakes his head and says, "I have a friend who comes from afar. It's hard to say... Or stay in the hotel as a guest officer?"

"Stay here," Jiu Bao took out Lu Yin from his sleeve and patted it on the counter, "Two rooms are up."

The accountant shook his sleeves and picked up his brush: "Two... between... on..."

"No," Zhong Yi interrupted him, "One upper room, I live in the firewood room."

Jiubao was taken aback: "Hall master?"

Zhong Yi asked without reason: "Jiubao, I have taught you, what is the most important thing for young people to walk in the rivers and lakes?"

"It's righteousness."

"...Huh?" Zhong Yi was surprised, "I taught you this?"

Jiubao's expression sank.

Just listen to Zhong Yiyu earnestly said: "It's frugality. As the saying goes, a gentleman seeks refuge with frugality. A porridge and a meal should be thought of as hard-won, and half a thread of constant remembrance is difficult. Looking at the former sages and families, success is achieved by diligence and thrift." Po Youshe..."

"No..." Jiubao covered her ears and lay down on the counter in pain.

After Zhong Yi shook his head and finished speaking, he found that the person in front of him had disappeared, and asked suspiciously, "Where is the person?"

The accountant pointed blankly at the backyard: "I've gone to live in the woodshed."

"It's true that children can be taught, I'm very pleased." Zhong Yi nodded with a smile, threw off his sleeves, and floated away.

Jiubao kicked open the wooden door, walked into the firewood room angrily with two bundles on his back, scanned around, and found that the tented door was covered with cobwebs, and the room was filled with the smell of mosquito repellent wormwood. Just wanted to cry.

"Cough cough cough..."

"Who is this unlucky child?" Qinggu old man reclined on the straw mat, holding a piece of dog's tail grass in his mouth, and said sarcastic remarks happily.

Jiubao threw the bundle in the haystack, sat cross-legged depressedly, looked at him with frown, and asked in a muffled voice after a while, "Are you really the old man Qinggu?"

"Why can't I be the old man Qinggu?"

"What kind of person is the old man of Qinggu!" Jiu Bao stood up suddenly, clapped his fists, and said loudly, "There are rumors in the world that Xia Kuxue, the old man of Qinggu, has the ability to reach the sky, and his life-long unique 'and calm' mentality can imitate It is a place where flowers and trees are withered and flourishing, so pear blossoms are everywhere in the green valley, and the four seasons are like spring."

The old man waved his hand: "Fantastic skills and ingenuity, nothing to worry about."

"Huh!" Jiubao raised his head and said with a surge of enthusiasm, "It is said that many years ago, a madman from the Western Regions entered the Central Plains to challenge various sects. His martial arts were mysterious and unpredictable, and he once won [-] matches in a row In the end, it was the old man Qinggu who stepped forward and crippled his martial arts with a sword, maintaining the face of my martial arts in the Central Plains. It is my great fortune to have such a person in the martial arts world!"

"Well said!" A voice of praise sounded outside the door.

Looking back, Jiubao saw a sky-blue figure walking in the door full of vigor, she couldn't help blushing, she turned around, and sat cross-legged on the straw mat.

Zhong Yi entered the door, bowed his hands to the old man Qinggu, and said with a smile: "My Jiubao family is innocent, please forgive me, senior."

"Young boy, in the prime of his life, this is the luck of martial arts." The old man Qinggu muttered perfunctorily, turned over, and turned his back to him.

Zhong Yi couldn't help laughing, looking at Jiubao facing the wall, and then at the old man pretending to be asleep, he felt that he shouldn't be here.Picking up the thing in his hand and shaking it twice, he said with a smile: "Xiao Jiubao, what is this?"

Beggar chicken!

Jiubao's eyes widened suddenly, and the gloom in his heart was swept away, and he turned around happily, only to see that the old man who was still pretending to sleep just now had appeared in front of Zhong Yi like a gust of wind, slapping away the dirt outside, drooling and peeling off. Open the lotus leaves, and immediately, the small firewood room is full of fragrance.

Swallowing his saliva, he pointed at the old man Qinggu and shouted, "Hey! You..."

"Xiao Jiubao, come here quickly," Zhong Yi interrupted him, took out a jade bottle and two jade cups from the bag, placed them on the ground, and sat on the ground with the old man Qinggu, "Delicious food must be matched with fine wine, senior, would you like to have a drink with me?" A cup?"

The old man Qinggu tore off a chicken wing and stuffed it into his mouth. Hearing this, he glanced at his jade cup, shook his head repeatedly, untied the wine pot from his waist, and threw it over.

Zhong Yi uncorked the pot and took a sip, praising: "Good wine!"

There are only a few thousand cups of wine to meet a bosom friend, the old man Qinggu gnawed on the chicken wings, and said triumphantly: "I passed by the Buzuifang the day before yesterday, and it happened that this year's new wine was pressed, so...hehehe...the little girl in the Buzuifang has a bad temper, The brewed wine is the best in the world.”

"Next month will be the annual White Clothes Night Banquet at the Buzuifang, is senior interested?"

"Don't go, don't go!" The old man flatly refused, "Since Buzuijiufang joined Tianxiameng, this white-clothes night banquet has become more and more like a martial arts conference, it's not fun."

Zhong Yi laughed: "Then I'll go and open my eyes. If there is any fine wine out there, I must leave a copy for senior."

Jiubao sat cross-legged on the ground, tore the chicken legs and ate it. Hearing this, he raised his head and looked at the two people who were drinking, and said inarticulately: "I heard that Hall Master Long likes to collect fine wines. In the world, there is no better wine than him except for the non-drunk shop." Too many wine cellars."

"Oh?" Old Man Qinggu's eyes lit up.

But Zhong Yi said: "No, no, the owner of the Dragon Hall is crazy, and his wine must be crazy too, so I can't drink it."

"Bullshit!"

"However, this Hall Master Long used to be like a lunatic," Jiu Bao said with his mouth full of chicken, his cheeks puffed up, "I heard that he has a cellar full of fine wine, but I am reluctant to drink a drop."

Zhong Yi pinched a piece of chicken rib, looked into the old man Qinggu's eyes with a smile, and said slowly: "But I heard that there is a place in the world that has more wine than Xiuchuntang."

The old man Qinggu said with a smile: "Isn't it a drunk shop?"

"No," Zhong Yi raised the jug and took a sip, looked out the window at the gloomy night, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a distant voice, "That place is more elegant than Buzuifang, more magnificent than Xiuchuntang..."

"What the hell kind of place is that, cut..." The old man Qinggu snorted and refused to talk to him any more.

"That's not a ghost place," Zhong Yi said with a wry smile, "I'm probably the only one who remembers that place now..."

After eating and drinking enough, it was completely dark, Zhong Yi was lying on the straw mat with her clothes on, not long after she closed her eyes, she suddenly had a thought, opened her eyes and turned her head, and found that the straw mat opposite was empty.

——The old man in Qinggu, who didn't know the truth, disappeared under his nose without a sound.

Zhong Yi stood in front of the stables, made sure that the loud donkey was still there, turned around and looked at the night sky, only to see thick clouds wandering around, turbulent, and the last quarter moon that was looming in the first half of the night was completely gone at this time.

He thought for a moment, jumped up, and galloped towards the city with his lightness kung fu.

Xiuchun Hall is located by the Slender West Lake, where willow trees are planted all over the lake, and the soft branches flutter slightly in the night wind.Zhong Yi fell on a big willow tree, looked at the small island in the middle of the lake not far away, saw the sparkling water and picturesque buildings, very pleasant.

"What did the seniors discover?"

In the shadow of the tree branch, a lazy voice said slowly: "Although Guangling is famous for its bright moon, it doesn't have a good moonlight every night."

Zhong Yi smiled and said: "When the moon is dark and the wind is high and the murderous night is high, when the smoke cage is cold and the water ghosts cry."

Before the words were finished, a shrill scream suddenly came from the small island in the middle of the lake: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

A figure flew obliquely out of the shadows, his figure was light and vigorous, his toes touched the water, like a flexible water bird floating on the water surface.A figure suddenly came from behind, the old man Qing Gu was caught off guard, he was hugged by someone suddenly, and he was furious immediately.

"I advise you not to go." Zhong Yi put his arms around his slender waist, turned over in the air, and flew back. The big willow tree he passed by just now did not stop. Get up and disappear into the night.

The commotion of Xiuchun Hall could no longer be heard, only the whistling wind could be heard, the old man Qinggu suddenly got into trouble, stretched out his hand like a claw, and grabbed his throat fiercely.

Zhong Yi landed firmly on the ground, not dodging or dodging, letting him grab his life gate, squinting his eyes at him, and said with a carefree smile: "I knew you were reluctant to kill me."

The old man Qinggu pinched his neck and sneered: "Oh?"

Zhong Yi is eloquent: "Didn't seniors say that I am handsome with sword eyebrows and star eyes, what kind of evaluation is this? Even if it is placed in the entire martial arts world, it is superior. Wouldn't it be a pity to kill it casually?"

The old man Qinggu asked with great interest: "Then how do we kill it so that it is not a pity?"

"Senior must at least wash off the disguise and let me see the real face."

The old man of Qinggu exerted force with his hands, grinding his back molars and approaching him: "Your little mouth is really cute."

"Senior, I haven't used it before, so how do you know how cute my mouth is?" Zhong Yi was pinched until his eyes glowed, and he stuck out his tongue in pain. Tears were about to flow out, but he still said stubbornly, "I'm not going to hide it from you." Say, my little mouth can be a little cuter..."

Pa... The old man Qinggu slapped him on the head, and let go of his hand: "If you are beaten to death someday, it must be because of your cheap mouth."

Zhong Yi was reborn suddenly, gasping for breath: "Will senior help me avenge?"

"Hey, it's none of my business whether you die or not?" The old man Qinggu scoffed, strode away from him and walked forward, shouting loudly, "If I were at the scene, maybe I would have to wave the flag for the other party."

Zhong Yi clutched his aching neck, turned his head to look at his bony back, tears fell from the corners of his eyes quietly in the dark night, and whispered: "But you were beaten to death, but I went to Qiongbi and fell to hell, We must seek justice, be clear, and be clear.”