The Dao dies but I live on, the spiritual energy dries up but I remain evergreen

Niu Xiao didn't think too much and nodded numbly.

His movements were quick and decisive.

He walked to the bamboo raft docked on the shore, bent down, and reached out his hand to the bottom of the raft soaked in the river water.

A fierce slam dunk.

He took out the boat pole fixed under the bamboo raft, then took a deep breath and jumped onto the raft.

The man in white did not speak.

Gently step onto the bamboo raft and sit on the small wooden bench on the raft.

Niu Xiao held the bamboo pole and the bamboo raft floated into the river.

The mountain stream is very cool at night.

The toad's call is quite noisy.

Niu Xiao couldn't tell whether this was a dream or reality, and he just paddled the bamboo raft instinctively.

The night wind blows.

It's mixed with some grass and wood fragrance, and a bit of fishy smell.

The swordsman in white spoke up, saying that the night was really mediocre tonight, pitch black and nothing could be seen.

Niu Xiao agreed, but after a moment's silence, he shook his head, pointed upwards and said, at least the moonlight is nice.

The raft drifted gently.

Peace and tranquility.

Finally, at the foot of a mountain.

The swordsman asked Niu Xiao to stop.

Niu Xiao frowned and told the swordsman that the mountains on both sides of this section of the river were where the bandits lived, and it was extremely dangerous to go ashore here.

The swordsman laughed and said that he knew some sword skills to protect himself, and those pirates could not hurt him, so he could just go ashore here and nothing would be wrong.

Niu Xiao was a little anxious. He thought the swordsman was okay, generous and easy-going, but he was a little drunk. He was probably dumped by the girl.

Niu Xiao really didn't want him to get off the shore here, even though it was night and rowing was quite risky for him. But he was still willing to give the swordsman a ride. After crossing this distance, it wouldn't be too late to get off the shore.

But under the swordsman's smile, he still obediently went ashore.

The swordsman patted the sword in his hand.

After getting off the bamboo raft, he looked back at Niu Xiao and suddenly said, "Little brother, why not go back and ask what the gods look like."

Niu Xiao scratched his head.

I didn't understand why the swordsman suddenly said this.

Li Chang smiled and waved his hand, "Okay, the waterway is dangerous at night, you should go back quickly."

Niu Xiao nodded, asked the swordsman to be careful, and then paddled the small bamboo raft back.

Li Changxiao looked at his back as he gradually disappeared into the darkness.

Turn around and walk along the mountain path.

The mountain road is winding.

Without some agility and lightness skills, it's easy to get hurt.

There are many poisonous snakes on the road.

It seems like someone placed it there intentionally.

It took about half an hour to walk.

In the field of vision.

A small mountain village is looming.

Although the stronghold is small, it has everything it needs. Even at night, it is brightly lit, with built sentry posts and patrols armed with spears.

Li Changxiao was dressed in white.

Especially obvious at night.

Soon, the bandit standing at the sentry post discovered his trail and reported it to his superiors twice.

Afterwards, noisy sounds were heard coming from the village.

The patrolling bandit had a fierce look on his face and cursed at the air. This was another ignorant gangster who dared to plot against the Black Water Village. If he was caught by him, he would be torn into pieces and roasted over fire!

The skill of cursing.

The four pirates had surrounded Li Changxiao. They held spears in their hands and lowered their center of gravity. Although they were outnumbered and in an advantageous position, they did not relax.

Li Changxiao raised the wine gourd high.

Slowly tilting.

The wine flowed out from the gourd.

In the night, it looks like a slender waterfall shining with silver light.

The swordsman drew his sword and then put it away.

With just two simple movements, blood marks appeared on the necks of all four people.

He fell straight down.

The long sword is not stained with blood.

The swordsman didn't like the smell of blood, so he didn't show up, and there was a bloody scene of a sword chopping off the head or a sword cutting it in half.

The four died silently.

The moonlight shines on the white clothes.

The swordsman moves neither too fast nor too slow.

Step by step, he walked towards the village.

He did not use any spiritual energy, but relied entirely on worldly martial arts.

The sentry noticed something unusual and immediately shouted loudly.

Inside the village.

There were laughter and joy. These days, it was hard for ordinary people to live, but those vicious bandits in the mountains were surprisingly well off.

Night life.

Wine and women are all available.

When the leader of Heishui Village heard the commotion outside, a hint of displeasure flashed across his face.

"Boss, I'll take care of it."

A thin man was so proud and brave that he pushed the beauty in his arms away and stood up suddenly.

He is the sixth in command of Heishui Village.

People call him Tin Monkey.

The boss nodded and continued to invite everyone to drink.

"County Magistrate Zhou, I, Wu Ke, would like to offer you a toast. I have been very grateful for your care in these years."

The chief of Heishui Village looked at a middle-aged man in red official uniform with a flattering look.

The middle-aged man in the red official uniform is an official of the Chitian Dynasty.

He nodded lightly, picked up the wine glass, and drank the white substance in one gulp.

"Hahaha." The leader of Heishui Village laughed heartily, very happy.

at this time.

"Do not…"

"Not good!"

"The Sixth Boss... The Sixth Boss has been killed! One sword cut his throat!"

The bandit stumbled into the banquet hall.

"What?!" The boss Wu Ke stood up.

The sixth in command, Iron Monkey, looks thin and small, but he is a master in martial arts. His external kung fu makes him invulnerable to swords and spears. The word "Iron Monkey" is not just a random name.

The boss slammed the table.

The mahogany tea table was smashed into pieces, and the area that touched his palm was smashed into powder!

This palm strike was enough to prove his powerful and domineering internal strength.

Seeing this, everyone felt a little relieved.

With the boss here, who can make waves?

"go!"

"I will meet this person in person."

The boss yelled angrily, picked up the machete beside him, took two steps at a time, and walked out aggressively.

As soon as you go out.

The first thing that catches your eye.

There were corpses everywhere.

The wounds on all the bodies were surprisingly consistent, with a light red scratch on the neck.

Subsequently.

His eyes were focused on a man in white who was walking slowly towards him.

He was furious.

Although it was a turbulent time, the thing that was most abundant was people. He could recruit the dozens of bandits who had died in less than two days.

However, the swordsman's action was undoubtedly a slap in his face. If it were normal times, he might have laughed a few times out of fear of the other party's kung fu, saying that the other party was a rare hero and that he would not kill heroes, and let the other party leave quickly.

But now.

The county magistrate is still watching inside.

My mind raced.

He held a big knife, spread his legs, frowned, and the sound of tigers, leopards and thunder came from his body.

An invisible strong wind was howling.

The momentum is compelling.

Then, with a "Ya" sound, he quickly approached Li Changxiao in three or two steps and chopped with his big knife.

The sword flashed.

The sword is powerful and the man is knocked down.

The swordsman in white continued walking.

Moon light and water.

There was a certain indescribable casualness in the coldness.

After the boss fell.

The terrified pirates all stood there in a daze, like cattle and sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

Every sword strikes the target.

After a stick of incense.

The swordsman's sword was pressed against the neck of the middle-aged man in a red official robe.

"You can't kill me!"

"I'm the county magistrate!"

The middle-aged man was terrified.

The swordsman swung his sword.

The action was quick and clean, and the middle-aged man died quickly and cleanly as well.

Stepping over the middle-aged man's body, Li Changxiao walked straight into the depths.

With one sword, he split open the water prison in the village.

Then he left quietly.

no one knows.

In this quiet night.

A group of collusion between officials and bandits was destroyed just like that.

For a swordsman, it is just a matter of convenience.

But to the passionate boatman, it may be a nice touch of moonlight in this dark world.

(It may be due to the weather. I feel very tired and not in good shape. I will take a day off to rest. There is only one update today.)

(Also ask for some free gifts (??w??)??)