small rivers and lakes

Zhong Yi returned to the firewood room without a sound, and Jiu Bao was still lying on the straw mat in a deep sleep, with her mouth twitching twice, wondering what delicious food she ate in her dream.

"This kid..." Zhong Yi smiled lightly.

The old man Qinggu sat on the window, untied the jug and took a sip of wine, looked up at the hazy night sky, and said softly: "Just now, why did you stop me?"

"I heard that Xiuchun hall is haunted by ghosts, so I'm afraid it will scare senior."

"Where are ghosts in this world?"

"There are ghosts everywhere in this world." Zhong Yi came over, stood by his side, looked at his face with the faint moonlight, raised his hand to poke his heart, and said with a smile, "For example...here."

As soon as the old man Qinggu grasped his hand, he folded it forcefully, twisted the direction abruptly and pressed it against his heart, and snorted coldly: "I'm afraid it's here."

Zhong Yi laughed out loud.

The voices of the two were a little louder, Jiubao seemed to be awakened, turned over, curled up like a kitten, giggling and raving: "It's delicious... mother... hehe..."

The old man Qinggu laughed: "This unlucky kid is dreaming of eating delicious food."

Zhong Yi didn't speak.

The old man Qinggu turned his head and saw that he was looking at Jiubao, with a smile on his lips, but his eyes were as complicated as the moonlight tonight-soft and melting, but hidden and chilling.

"Is this child your son?"

Zhong Yi withdrew his gaze and glanced at him speechlessly: "How did senior know that I can have children at the age of five?"

The old man Qinggu was obsessed with nonsense: "Maybe you are very talented?"

"Senior, you are really flattering me," Zhong Yi joked with a smile, "Senior, at your age... If you were in an ordinary family, you must have already had your grandchildren to share the family relationship. Could it be that the whole life of senior... never Have you ever met a woman you want to spend your life with?"

The old man Qinggu said with a straight face: "Young man, you talk a lot of nonsense."

When he woke up the next day, Zhong Yi's first reaction was to look at the straw mat facing him, but he didn't see the figure of the old man Qinggu. The sunlight came in from the broken window, making his sleepy eyes a little sore, he turned over Standing up, seeing the colorful face of nine buds, he yelled suddenly, and instantly woke up.

Jiu Bao rushed over: "Master! Xiuchun Hall was haunted again last night!"

Zhong Yi pushed his face away with disgust: "Li Lili... stay away from me, my hall master really can't stand your face."

Jiubao yelled: "Is the focus now on my face?"

"what is that?"

"The Xiuchun Hall is haunted again!"

Zhong Yi yawned: "If you make trouble, let's make trouble. If you walk too much at night, you will inevitably encounter ghosts. What does it have to do with me? Go, get ready for breakfast. The hall mainly eats glutinous rice balls."

"No."

Zhong Yi stared.

"Hmph!" Jiubao stomped vigorously and walked out of the firewood room.

"Hey, wait," Zhong Yi called from behind, "Where's old man Qinggu?"

"Going into town early in the morning!"

Zhong Yi ate the glutinous rice balls slowly, and wiped his mouth: "Go, I heard that Guangling City is prosperous like a brocade, so let's go to broaden our horizons."

It was overcast and cloudy last night, but today is a sunny day.Zhong Yi's master and servant rode their horses and raised their whips. After less than two miles on the official road, they saw a figure riding a donkey upside down in front of them.

——The old man Qinggu leaned lazily on the back of the donkey's neck, holding a branch between his fingers, and swinging it back and forth leisurely.

Zhong Yi reined in his horse and slowed down, laughed loudly and said, "Senior, what a coincidence."

A shadow came over, the old man Qinggu raised his head, and saw the young man on a tall horse, he was dressed in morning light, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a handsome figure, which made people feel refreshed and happy, and thought to himself that this kid didn't know which family came from , ranked among the top three villages and six halls at a young age, and his martial arts are still unfathomable.

Zhong Yi was surprised by his scrutinizing gaze: "What are you thinking, senior?"

"Oh..." The old man Qinggu came back to his senses, and rubbed his chin lewdly, "I'm thinking, the little beauty is so amazing, so I don't know which little girl will be cheaper in the future."

Zhong Yi was taken aback for a moment, then burst out laughing, looking down at him, his gaze became softer.

The old man Qinggu suddenly felt his back feel cold for no reason, he swung a branch and smacked the donkey's butt: "Go! Don't dawdle, beauty, you can eat faster than anyone else, hurry up and pretend to be a lady like me! "

Zhong Yi's expression instantly became very subtle: "What do you call it, senior?"

"Are you asking about my beauty?" Old man Qinggu stroked the donkey's round buttocks, "This is my soul mate for many years, the big size has a heart, the small character is a beauty, come here, the beauty, I have met Hall Master Zhong."

Jiu Bao looked at Zhong Yi with complicated eyes, only to see that his face was numb, his eyes died at that moment, and he thought angrily in his heart: Make you float!Look, you are on the same level as a donkey in people's minds. People's donkeys are still big, but you are a small one!

Guangling is indeed one of the most prosperous and prosperous cities. Now the world is in turmoil, and there are hungry people on the roads in the war-torn north, but here is still busy with traffic and pedestrians.

The old man Qinggu rode upside down on the back of the donkey, raised his head, and looked at the row upon row of tall buildings on both sides, his eyes were full of surprise.

Zhong Yi thought it was funny: "Senior, have you never been to Guangling before?"

"What a joke!" the old man Qinggu said loudly, "this old man has traveled all over the world for so many years, how could he not have been to Guangling, a small place? I think back then, when I visited Guangling, the scene... the sound of gongs and drums, the sound of firecrackers, the waving of red flags, and the sea of ​​people... ..."

Zhong Yi blinked her eyes: "This ostentation... those who didn't know thought you were married."

"...Asshole!"

A gust of wind blew in, and the air was filled with a strong aroma of wine. The donkey, who had been walking with its head drooping, flicked its ears and its eyes lit up.

"Huh..." The old man Qinggu took a deep breath, turned his head to look at Zhong Yi, "Little beauty, look at the bright sun today, isn't it a good time to toast and drink and return home drunk?"

Zhong Yi looked up at the wine flag waving in the wind by the side of the road, smiled and shook his head, his clothes fluttered, jumped off the horse, threw the reins to Jiu Bao, and walked into the restaurant.

Xiao Er immediately greeted him with a smile all over his face: "Master, how many are you?"

"Three." Zhong Yi walked to a table by the window and sat down.

The little second hand wiped the table quickly, turned around, saw the old man Qinggu, and immediately shouted: "Well, you are a stinky beggar! Who allowed you to come in? Get out of here quickly! Get out!"

"Who do you say is a beggar?" Qinggu old man was furious, "Dare to look down on this old man, believe it or not, this old man smashed you to death with money?"

"You're still bragging! Grandpa!" Xiao Er rolled up his sleeves, "See if I don't tear your dog's mouth!"

Pa...a piece of silver smashed on Xiao Er's head and rolled to the ground.

Xiao Er turned around suspiciously, and saw Zhong Yi sitting by the window, casually flattening and rounding an ingot of silver ingots in his hands, with a smile line on the corner of his lips, and said lightly: "Little Brother, I advise you to kowtow and apologize immediately. , otherwise...my senior has a bad temper."

"Ahh, hero, please spare me!" Xiao Er's knees softened, and he knelt on the ground with a trembling voice, "Hero, don't be like a villain, just treat your mouth as a butt..."

Zhong Yi played with Yuan Bao: "Who did you kneel for?"

Xiao Eryi turned around, knelt in front of the old man Qinggu, raised his hand to grab his ripped trousers: "Hero, you have a lot, please, just forgive me this time."

The old man Qinggu glanced at Zhong Yi's indifferent profile, and kicked Xiao Er: "Go away, serve the food quickly."

Xiao Er immediately kowtowed and ran away.

The old man Qinggu sat across the table and said with a smile: "Master Zhong is so majestic."

"These dogs look down on people, with a servile face and a bullying face, what they owe is cleaning up," Zhong Yi said lightly, turned to look at the opposite side, his eyes instantly became gentle and kind, and smiled. , "If senior returns to his true colors, this dog slave will surely come to curry favor with you like a pug with a sweet tongue."

Mention Yi Rong again... The old man Qinggu's ears were almost callused, he ignored his temptation, his eyes were fixed on Zhong Yi's face, examining inch by inch.

Zhong Yi felt guilty at the sight of him: "Is there something dirty on my face?"

The old man Qinggu narrowed his eyes slightly, and said slowly: "The old man can't see what kind of background you are."

Zhong Yi was taken aback, laughed loudly, stood up, folded his hands in front of his chest, and saluted solemnly: "We have met for a long time, and I haven't formally met senior, this junior is the son of a salt merchant in the East China Sea. Master Jieyou of the Changsi Sword School studied art under his disciples, joined the Tianxia League at the age of 17, was fortunate to be appreciated by the leader of the Tianxia League, and became the master of the Wangyou Hall of the Tianxia League."

This resume is as clear as a template, but...

The old man Qinggu tapped the table unconsciously with his fingers: "The Master Jieyou of the Changsi Sword School...how come I haven't heard of it?"

"There are many gangs nowadays, and there are 72 sects who have joined the Tianxia League, and there are even more who have not joined," Zhong Yi said with a smile, "It is normal for seniors to never have heard of them. "

The old man Qinggu looked at him suspiciously, then looked away.

Xiao Er learned his lesson, rushed to deliver fine wine and delicacies at a flying speed, and then slipped away.

Zhong Yi gave him a sideways glance, picked up the jug, filled a glass, and brought it to the old man Qinggu: "Senior, please."

With good wine in front of him, everything should stand aside. The old man Qinggu decided not to worry about the origin of this thing, picked up the wine glass, and chatted with Zhong Yi while drinking, and the good pear blossoms on the altar were unknowingly bottomed out.

"This Long Tianba is really cowardly. He was frightened to death in Jiangcheng that day. He thought that the remnants of the Devil's Valley would be punished and he would be better. Unexpectedly, he was frightened crazy that night when he returned to Guangling."

Hearing the familiar name, Zhong Yi turned his head and saw a few people sitting around the next table, talking loudly to a nobleman in brocade clothes and golden crown.

The young master sat with his back facing Zhong Yi and the two of them. There was a sword beside the table. The luxurious scabbard was inlaid with gold and embellished with jade, which was impressively shining with stars.

It turns out that the masters and servants of Mingri Pavilion have also arrived in Guangling.

Chang Zixuan asked: "Are you crazy?"

"Why don't you say he's cowardly?" the subordinate said disdainfully, "He's a hall master after all, yet he's frightened by a ghost and lost his mind!"

"Ghost shadow?" Chang Zixuan asked, "What's going on?"

"Don't mention it! This Long Tianba didn't know what he had done. Seeing that the Chiyan Sect was destroyed, he was so frightened that he went crazy at the time, and then the remnants of the Devil Valley were executed. He finally relaxed and went back to Guangling. Flower and wine at night, get up in the middle of the night, and go crazy when you come back."

Chang Zixuan still didn't understand: "Why did you go crazy when you got up at night?"

The subordinate explained: "I heard that he saw a woman in red in the rattan corridor holding a sword and praying to the moon. That sword is so bright..."

"What?" Chang Zixuan stood up abruptly.

The subordinate lowered his voice: "There are many bright swords in the world, but the ones that are so bright that people can be daunted, only Zhaodan, the young master, the red snow sword, which Long Tianba saw that night, died ten years ago Le Qishu."

Pa... Old Man Qinggu's wine glass fell from his hand and shattered on the ground.

Zhong Yi was taken aback: "Senior?"

The old man Qinggu wiped the wine on the table, and said calmly, "I'm getting old, my eyes are not dazzled, and my hands are shaking."