Sword of Coming

The night is getting thicker, and the line of clouds and waters outside the main entrance of Qiulu Inn is ringing with the sound of pleasing hooves. Mrs. Liu stands alone outside the door and hangs two tiger-like gold ornaments around her waist.

A carriage stopped outside the door and walked down a middle-aged man wearing a literati shirt. He was not angry and arrogant, and revealed a few Confucian styles. Only the man looked tired at this time and smiled after seeing the beautiful woman. Meaning, "Let you wait a long time, let's go in and talk."

The woman's look turned around and led the way.

The man blinked at the waist of her waist and frowned. "Need to be so nervous?"

The woman sneered: "I am a small inn here. It is better than the county guards who are not allowed to be adults. This has just been demolished for two days. It can only be swallowed up. Now the culprit is still carrying a big bunch of gangs." The disciple, the grandson, came to live here, and I could only hold my nose and wait for the smiles to serve these uncles. All of this is due to the rule of the county guards..."

The man slightly aggravated the voice. "Okay, Jia Hui, I know that you are angry in your heart, but now I am not so good. For this ceremony of worshiping the water temple, from the early hours of the morning to the present, the eyes of the blind are on fire. The reason why you take a break here instead of returning directly to the county guardian is to clean the ears of a moment, not to listen to your complaints."

The beautiful woman’s eyes are resentful, but after all, she is aware of the general advancement and retreat. She quickly packs up her little little woman’s emotions and shifts the topic. “You have been busy for the whole festival for the whole half of the year, and you have to queue up. The old thorny adult has a flaw in his body. Although he can’t be personal, his confidant does not drive the grown-up, but he is showing his face. Together with those famous writers, nominees and hermits, they are full of face, not to mention Lizi, Have Lizi, the private fund in our county, enough to worship two rivers and waters elsewhere?"

The man nodded. "The reason is that."

The woman whispered: "Then we are the cold food of the gods of the river, this time finally added to your eyes? I promised to help, fight for your position?"

After the man’s hands were negative, he walked into an elegant courtyard and shook his head and sighed: “The scatter is really wrong when it appears, and the whole body is moved. He wants to avenge the dying people. Qiulu Inn, found the spiritualist of the spiritual school, a big battle, the Minhang school monk was seriously injured, even the shadow of your inn's shadow wall is destroyed, in fact, if things only come here, I can control the situation For example, as a county magistrate, I can report to the court, put the charges on the head of the sorcerer, and take out the lingering monks who provoked the ex ante, so as to appease the ingrained spirits in our Huang Tingguo, but At the same time, I will secretly let the horses sneak out. At least in the county, the pursuit of the coffers, but some of the external surface of the tightness of the loose, so as to delay the time, let him take the opportunity to fly high, since it is a scattered repair, then the four seas for home, presumably It's not difficult."

Having said that, the man showed a hint of annoyance. "Before the cold food ritual ceremony was held, the public did not say anything. Who did not know that the Jiangshen became a god, was relying on a ancestral master of the spirit school. Helping, only to stand firm? This incense, the spirits carefully maintained for more than two hundred years, never troubled anything about the water god, but in the past two hundred years, once a year to carry a heavy gift to visit, Apart from the catastrophe of the mountain gate, it has never been broken, so what do you think the water **** adults will be biased towards this storm that will alarm the county?"

The woman looked at the county guards who kept on pacing and did not want to sit down. They handed over a cup of hot tea and joked and laughed: "My county guards the adults, can you sit down and talk, you will sway again, slaves will I have to be dizzy."

After the man in the green shirt sat down, he laughed and laughed: "The hidden position of the scattered, I knew it three days ago. I thought I could drag the day to be a day. Anyway, I dragged it to the festival and said it. Maybe you can still leave a life. Jia Hui, do you know what the cold water **** in the water temple today said to me after showing the golden body deity?"

The woman shook her head, and of course she could not guess the mind of a god.

As the principal of Qiulu Inn, the woman is in the door of the teacher. In fact, it is not inferior to the Lingyun School. It is just a large mountain martial art with a strong position. Each has its own fixed site, the land of the three states in the north of Huangting. The Lingyun School is the ear of the dozens of large and small practitioners.

However, whether it is a woman who is born in a martial art, or a mountain in the north of the Huangting Kingdom, the Lingyun school monks can walk sideways, facing the emperor king, the **** of the river, is extremely awe.

After all, Huang Tingguo is not a big dynasty such as Dao Song and Dagu Gao. Since the founding of the country, Huang Ting Hong has been one of the twelve genus of Datun, and there are only a handful of mountains and rivers that can be sealed.

It’s hard to hear, even if the big bangs let go of the imprisonment, Huang Tingguo’s visit to Daxie’s dedication and slogan, and Huang Tingguo’s lack of this foundation, once the territory is limited, and secondly, the mountain’s Xianjia, which is “the town’s separatist” , mastered most of the aura of outstanding landscapes.

Therefore, the rivers and rivers that control the water transport in one place, for the county guards and even the history of the thorns, need to try to pull the important role.

The man put down the teacup and squinted his temples with his hands. "Water **** told me face to face, 'I found out the day before the county guardian knew the place where the hiding place was hiding. Although the county guards were unwilling to enforce the law, I Since you are a **** of cold food, you must abide by the rules that cannot easily interfere with the secular officialdom. In addition, the county guards adults have been arbitrarily diligent in these years, and they are still diligent and diligent. The trouble will be a hindrance to my spiritual practice, so I will not make a small report with the court."

The woman's face was white, "Is this Jiang Shen's meaning, will not help you take a step forward?"

The man smiled bitterly: "This is based on the premise that I will arrest the man tonight."

The woman regrets a little, "I shouldn't be angry with you."

She immediately resented: "This cold food **** has been famous for centuries. When it comes to self-interest, it is not the same as helping the family. The wounded person is only the three generations of the spirits. I dared to see the color in the Chenghuang Temple, coveting the beauty, first killing the couple outside the city, and later learned that after running a child, it was even after the night, Zhuangzi went up and down more than 30 mouths, killing him. After such a terrible act, it happened to be smashed by the name and unscrupulously. Before giving revenge to the family, he wisely chose to spread the news. Even the signings were posted at the door of the department. This time, I found the Qiulu Inn, and hit the murderer. The inside and outside of the county town are the eyes of his water god, I don’t know what?

The man is not as resentful as the woman, but whispered with a soft voice: "The heavenly country and the human condition, the people who practiced are pursuing the heavens and the earth, how is the national law and human nature, and what is it in front of the practicing qi? What is it? This cold food, the **** of the river, is not completely useless. It is useless in the hands of the official of the four-in-one. In the hands of the old thorns, there is a little use. Only when the emperor is in his hands, can he have some use."

The woman whispered: "If your county guard is in the Daxu dynasty?"

The man’s eyes glanced at the handle of the chair. “Liu Jiahui, don’t talk nonsense! The big country is stronger, and it’s also a barbarian. If it’s really dominated by the Song Dynasty, it’s the severance of the northern part of my bottle. day!"

The woman screamed: "You must be an iron skeleton. Why don't you just rebel against the goddess of water? Do you have to protect the name of the sanctuary? I don't believe that the water **** is called the hand-eye, and it can really cover the sky in the north of Huangting. Covering the sun, it is not good, big deal, I moved out of the division, and simply came to the spirit of the spirit of the snake, and my wrist is good!"

The man pointed his finger at the woman and smiled softly: "How old is the age, it is so childish and ridiculous. Do you think that the emperor of the emperor can have the momentum of today, is it all the way to go? We are the land of a county, still So, how can we weigh the pros and cons of the vast territory of the Dalai dynasty? As a king of a country, the sorrow and forbearance are absolutely unimaginable to you."

The woman is bored and does not say anything.

The man drank the tea and leaned back against the chair. He was exhausted and pulled the neckline. He said to himself: "I am a Confucian student. Therefore, I will try my best to follow the rules, but I am still an official of Huang Tingguo. There are millions of people in the jurisdiction, and they need to help them to live a warm and peaceful life, so I will not be a man of righteousness and morality. Because I need to bow my head and the fairy forces to ask for help, to resist each For droughts and floods, you need to go to the door to give gifts, pray for those mountains and rivers that are higher than the top, and keep as much as possible in your own county. If you are a mountain or a good family, you will lose money and be eaten. The immortals are insulting, I can only make up the seams, remove the east wall to make up the Western Wall, and try to appease."

The man closed his eyes. "If it wasn’t for the shark, I’m going to resign or lose my official hat. So when the first notice is posted, he will be taken to the water **** by a certain person. The ventilated county guardian, with the soldiers and horses and the monks together. If not, after the death tonight, there will be no tombstone. Of course, people are dead, there are no tombstones after death, there are no toasts Does anyone remember the kindness he had done during his lifetime, and what is the difference?"

The county guardian stood up and came to the window, his voice was low. "Huang Tingguo Jialu two years, that is, ten years ago, Hezhou was in the three states, and he was not shocked at night. Hezhou was the most serious. All of them were over 60,000 people. After that, in January, or in the first half or a few days, until the year of the year, all the rivers in the north of the cold food river were turbulent, and only my county drowned nearly 100 people. In the year, there was another difference in the migration of Maozhou in the south. In the eight years of Jialu, the southwest Hengzhou water network was vertical and horizontal, and there were countless berths. On the Mid-Autumn Night, a fire broke out, and the fire stretched for more than a thousand boats. More than 10,000 people were wrecked. It is ashes."

The man’s face was stunned and his lips were slightly moving. “Is this natural disaster really a natural disaster? The people don’t know the truth, I know.”

The man turned his head and looked at the woman. "I even know that the spoiler will be jealous of the Lingyun and the cold food of the gods before he was arrested. I hate me more than hate them."

The woman wants to stop talking.

The man's face gradually became flat. "I can already be sure that after the death of the name, within the county town, there will soon be rumors that the slogans deliberately spread, saying that I have worked hard to please the spirit. I found the hiding place of the monk and killed him."

The woman sighed. "Most of it is so."

The man smiled and said: "I said this, it is not for you to listen to, but to give it to me..."

In the old water well of Qiulu Inn, although there is always a white mist rising, and then scattered around, but the water level is extremely low, the inner wall is covered with green moss, suddenly the water level is so fast, the water level is level with the wellhead, then there is one The tall man with a short armpit in the armored armor, stepping out in one step, the two men each have a long beard, but otherwise, it is no different from ordinary people.

The man looked around, as for the teenager who was sitting quietly on the gazebo, he did not look at it. He stood up and fell into the courtyard where the county guards stayed. Lang said: "Wei Shishou, that name is scattered. The head has been cut by my own hands. At that time, there were many outsiders watching the movie. I hate that I don’t know how to be good. I was stunned by Wei County during my lifetime. It’s hard to hear. Wei County keeps you better and sees the dark and private. Erjing, dare to splash dirty water on my adult, I am really angry, I wanted to give him a happy death, it is really for Wei County to keep you in a hurry, he poked him a few holes before he chop off his head. Afterwards, when I go back, I will explain the situation to the adults, and rest assured that I will never let the guy’s miscellaneous words before his death, which will break the friendship between you and my family."

The subordinate of this cold food, the **** of the river, said that he would leave without a trace of water.

The woman stood in the doorway of the hospital.

According to the style of the scattered practice and the temperament of the style, according to the man in the house, it is normal to swear by him before death. It is so normal that in the face of the Lingyun School and the many forces in the county, it is not limited, not very much. It is reasonable, because the man had had private contact with him before, and both sides’ minds have a bottom. If a man is a county guard and a monk is sold out, it is very strange, so it is not normal for the hospice of the scum.

"I thought about it before, but I still looked down on him."

Standing in the window of the county guardian, the public practice for many years, faster than the woman to understand the doorway, he whispered: "There is a chivalry under the mountain."