Cold Mountain Bells to Passenger Ships

Today is You hour, February [-]th, and Qinsu will leave Hanshan tomorrow after handing over to Houxian Mansion. Since he left the mountain, Qinsu has been traveling in remote mountainous areas or Penglai Xiandao. This is the longest time he has stayed in the Central Plains. He packed up his luggage, thinking of taking a walk around Hanshan Mountain on the last night, as a thought.

After staying in Hanshan for a long time, he couldn't help feeling reluctant to part with him. Since he received the package here, in order to find out who the sender was, he got to know many different people again. The humorous Miao Yuejun, Congmin The kind-hearted Qiandeng, the daring Yaoze, the cheerful and cheerful Sanniang...and his longtime sweetheart Zhong Lidao.

In the past few months, Lang Yingjie sent more than a dozen letters asking about Lou Jingxiang's whereabouts. Qin Su packed them into a package, tied them with rope, and told Lang Yingjie that he was leaving Hanshan, but no matter where he went, he I will definitely continue to help find Lou Jingxiang. Qin Su feels that it is not good to deceive Lang Yingjie like this. A white lie is a lie after all, no matter how nicely it is whitewashed, it is still a lie, but now he has learned to compromise, he cannot be with Lang Yingjie. Saying that Lou Jingxiang stayed with Ji Zongchen, even if he was wrong, he could only freeze at this point.

He also can't persuade Lou Jingxiang, because he knows that Lou Jingxiang's self-destructive heart can't stand any kind of damage. The only thing Qin Su can do is to make promises that are far away and impossible to fulfill. He sent a letter to Lang Yingjie and prayed for Lou Jingxiang to get better every day.

Chen Yijie has been here a few times, and she always brings a lot of dried fruit and candied fruit to Qinsu. It is her favorite food and she wants to share it with Qinsu. After all, she has no acquaintances here in the Central Plains, except for the squinting eyes The brother-in-law Hong Anping who hates her job is closest to Qinsu, but Qinsu is not worried about her. Chen Yijie is different from her sister Chen Wanjie. She can do whatever she wants. When she was young, waiting for her sister was too bitter and lonely. Since she came to Penglai Island to cultivate immortals, she gradually recovered her quarrelsome temperament.

Now Chen Yijie is the assistant of the financial officer of Shuiyunzong. She is very excited to tell Qinsu about her new life and position. She said that her brother-in-law Hong Anping is often absent-minded. Hong Zhien interviewed many times in private and there was no improvement. Qin Su felt that Hong Anping didn't like this position very much. Seeing that Chen Yijie, who had been worried about her in her heart, was safe and sound, she might have started planning to leave Shuiyunzong.

Qin Su put on his coat and carried a lantern, and walked downhill. He liked the quietness here and the natural smell of damp water vapor. It was different from the whiteness that had been on the snow-capped mountains for thousands of years. The coming noise and vitality are like the anticipation of all things for the dawn, as if they are waiting for the beginning of all good life.

Qin Su found that he really liked it here, he missed all the people he met here, he let the low-hanging branches brush his shoulders, and enjoyed the baptism of being loved by the moonlight.

Fortunately, Qinsu is also used to the days of wandering all over the world. No matter how long he lives here, he is still a temporary worker of Shuiyunzong. He smells the fragrance of plants and trees, the lights are flickering, and the orange light on the opposite side of Tianjiang is flickering. The lights set off the tranquility of the night, and there are red lanterns in the restaurants of the high-end restaurants. He stood on the bank and smiled to appreciate the starry sky in the sky, the world and the world, the wonderful night without any barriers but facing each other.

With the night wind blowing, a joking male voice said from above Qin Su's head: "Yo! This little brother also likes to watch Jiang Feng's fishing fire, cold mountains and lonely mountains?"

Qin Su looked up and saw a black figure sitting on the tree fork.

A gust of wind blew by, and the dark clouds in the sky gradually dispersed, revealing the crescent moon shining brightly on the man's face, a long and dignified man in old washed blue cloth looked down and showed a smile.

Qinsu bowed and said: "Pindao is Qinsu, a temporary worker of Shuiyunzong, disturbing your elegance."

The man jumped up, turned down the tree fork deftly, waved his hand and said: "Oh! You are too polite, I just suddenly became interested and wanted to come here for a walk, you just say that the swordsmanship is terrible Qinsu? Oh, sorry, I also heard from others that I did not mean anything, hahaha."

Qin Su is very used to these rumors and gossips, and has already treated them with a normal mind. He smiled and said: "It's okay, the poor swordsmanship is mediocre, this is not groundless, the wind turns cold after the cold mountain falls at night, Your Excellency should go home early so as not to catch the cold."

The man walked towards him, and saw that his left foot was light and his right foot was heavy, his steps were weak, his left knee was weak, he was actually a lame man.

The man walked up to him, the green and plain coarse cloth had patches on the elbows and hem, rolled up the sleeves, smiled at him and said: "I used to have a good friend who also worked as a temporary worker in Shuiyunzong, but later made a mistake. I didn’t stay here any longer, and he has the same square seal hanging around his neck like you, do you think it’s a coincidence?”

He spoke in a rising tone from behind, and under the whitewashed cuffs, the knuckles of Shizhong moved.

A sense of doubt suddenly rose in Qin Su's heart. When the man took a step, he took a step back. The man limped when he walked, which caused the left shoulder to be higher. Temperament, it seems that I am not lame at all, and it is others who are lame.

Qin Su always felt that the other party was about to make trouble. He already had some idea of ​​Fang Yin's origin. Sanniang's words were true. This Dongsha Yujun button must be a token from the empress to Zhong Linian. Ah Li's father, does this person know Zhong Linian or the nobles of the Dongsha Demon Clan who are here to help the Empress recover Fang Yin?

Qin Su has never liked to stir up troubles, this square seal is only for Zhong Lidao if he wants to give it to him.

He couldn't hear the clues from the other party's ambiguous polite lies, and said: "Excuse me, what is your name, Gao? My seal is a gift from a person I met by chance, and it is not my own. After all, it must be returned to the original owner." , please forgive me."

The man looked at him suspiciously, and hesitantly said: "I am the altar master of Danyang Altar, Yue Baichuan, don't you remember me?"

It's really embarrassing, I can't say that I bumped myself into a wall and lost my memory when I met an old person unexpectedly!Yue Baichuan Yue Baichuan...huh?Isn't he the one who was hit in the legs by the green fire stray bullet in the battle?

Qin Su was in the battle at that time, except for the three brothers Que Yuying, Lou Jingxiang and Chu Zijing of the Tianxiao School who performed beyond imagination, the young Wan Ye, and Ye Zhentian and his son who led a hundred schools of immortals with a strong sense of presence, but, Danyang Temple is mainly used for medical transportation, and Lu Weiran in Lushan is responsible for the logistics of supplying ammunition and fodder. Qin Su is used to standing at the forefront. He has a very indifferent memory of the immortal sects and hundreds of families in the rear, and his brain is damaged. He completely forgot all about people and affairs, Yue Baichuan reported his net worth at this time, he was able to wake up a little impression, but how could he be friends with Zhongli Nian?

Qin Su hesitated and said, "It seems...a little impression...."

Yue Baichuan limped to his side, his eyes drifted past the square seal on his neck, and said in a tone of surprise to the other party: "Hey, you really don't know me, right? Zhongli, didn't you say If you seize the house, will you continue to be a temporary worker of the Shuiyun Sect and piss Ye Zhentian off? Although you will die earlier than him, you can try to piss him off!" Then he put his hand on his shoulder, smiled, and looked forward to his response.

Qin Su looked at the other party in shock, with the blue shadow of the woods swaying in the darkness behind him, turned his head to make sure there was no one behind him, and said uncertainly: "You...are you talking to me?"

Seeing that he didn't believe his appearance at all, Yue Baichuan frowned and pointed at him and asked, "I'm talking to you right? What do you think is going on?"

Qin Su said: "Your Excellency, you have misunderstood the person. The poor man is not Zhong Linian, but the poor man is Qin Su at the gate of the snow mountain."

Yue Baichuan took a few steps back, resting his hand on the tree trunk, stepping on the tip of his right foot to climb up the branch. The golden moonlight and light blue clouds exuded a sense of contentment from his majestic appearance.

Yue Baichuan looked down at Qinsu and said, "How is it? Do you remember anything? When we first met, it was also under the tree under the moonlight. I like to sit on the tree and watch the Baijia on the opposite side of the Tianjiang River. You always Standing under the tree and chatting with me, we have always spent hundreds of days of troubled fire and strife like this, Zhongli, I have withdrawn from the Four Elephant Alliance, the spiritual land of Emerald Valley will be transferred to Houxian Mansion My little owner, come with me! I have been looking for you for a long time, and I miss you a little."

Yue Baichuan smiled and said such sincere thoughts, Qin Su could hear the deep thoughts and sadness hidden in that brisk tone, the friend he liked so much was rumored to be a demon who betrayed Shuiyunzong, Yue Baichuan must have been unhappy in the past few years, resulting in all the affairs of the Danyang Altar being handed over to Miao Yuejun. After Miao Yuejun passed away, Yue Baichuan had no intention of continuing to rectify the affairs of the altar, so he transferred the land of Emerald Valley to the Houxian Mansion up.

Qin Su sympathized with the other party in his heart, so he said: "" If the altar master doesn't mind, you can sit with me in the hut on the hillside and see if I can help you. Pindao will definitely do my best. "

Yue Baichuan looked at him, turned down the tree trunk, patted his hands on the soil and said, "Okay, that's really great, let's go! The wind here blows so hard that I have a headache."

Seeing that his legs were lame, Qin Su slowed down and walked slowly. It seemed that he was walking slowly, but he didn't show his intentions clearly, for fear of hurting the other person's inner scars. Yue Baichuan was not a careless person, so he could tell I liked this handsome and gentle man more and more in my heart, and I couldn't help laughing when I was happy.

When the two came to the hut, Qin Su poured him a glass of warm water. Yue Baichuan quickly scanned the narrow room, but the other party didn't even have a fairy sword. The chipped small porcelain cup was placed on the edge of the table, and he said, "Zhongli, it's okay if you don't remember the past, I'll tell you about it, and you will definitely recover your memory!"

Qin Su said: "Master Yue, you really have the wrong person, poor and unknown, not your friend Zhong Linian."

Yue Baichuan interrupted him and said, "Didn't you like spicy strips the most before? When I was on the Dragon Boat Festival, the Four Elephant Transformation Alliance hadn't been established that year, and those newcomers from the Danyang Temple's Dragon Boat Festival banquet The student put the hot sauce in the wrong place..."

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Ye Zhentian, who is on the right side of the main seat, is talking with Feng Weiran. The Danyang Altar is built on the mountain, and the terrain is open. The fluffy tail is staring at the people coming, the sun is shining on the mountain wall, hundreds of people gathered on the golden slope, wearing the school uniforms of various families, the door flags cover the sky, and the prominent fairy sect masters, heads and female relatives are sitting in the carriage .

The sky is blue and bright, and the stone walls on both sides of the ramp are engraved with the gestures of the masters of Danyang Altar singing Taoist rhyme. Every disciple of Danyang Altar is a master of Taoist rhyme, and the master is even more outstanding. Outstanding side.

This year was the year before the establishment of the Four Elephant Transformation Alliance. Yue Baichuan had just become the head. In order to show the tolerance and friendship of the new head, he invited all the heads to come to meet friends with martial arts, communicate with each other, and hold a Dragon Boat Festival banquet. It is located in the wisteria garden at the east end of the Danyang Altar, with wisteria flowers hanging from the purple trellis above, looking up, it looks purple and fragrant, very leisurely and natural. The disciples outside the Danyang Altar receive the distinguished guests with tea, and the apricot-yellow Taoist robe wraps the stone wall There was an air of being out of this world, a kind man with a friendly smile, followed by a handsome junior with aloof and contemptuous eyes.

Ye Zhentian of Shuiyun Sect arrived early, while Que Yuying, head of Tianxiao Sect, and Chu Zijing, Tiandi Weilu, arrived very punctually and were ushered into the seats of Dongshou.

Several girls surrounded a romantic man with twinkling eyes. Ye Liang, the only son of the Sect Master of Shuiyun, was teasing them. The girls covered their mouths and smiled with crooked eyebrows, five steps away from Ye Liang. It was Hong Zhien with a polite smile, he was chatting with other sect disciples with his An Ding sword in his hand, Ye Zhentian called him to sit next to Lu Weiran when he saw Lu Weiran with a single-sided brass lens, behind Lu Weiran Jiaomu and Song Quan hurriedly followed , the disciples of the Danyang Altar are guiding the late guests.

Next to a solemn man in wine-red evening cherry pattern clothes was a beautiful young woman, who was the owner of Wanjiabao and his wife. Yue Baichuan cupped his hands and said with a smile: "The owner of the castle has worked hard, please be sure to come and stay here for a few more days. I have the opportunity to treat you well."

Lord Wanbao replied, "No, I've been quite busy in busy castle recently, so I'm a little late today, sorry for that!"

Yue Baichuan waved his hand sideways and said, "Where is the Lord Wanbao, please hurry up!"

Dozens of distinguished guests in the Wisteria Garden were all high-ranking leaders, and the rest of the disciples' families were invited to the side hall for dinner and drinks.

Yue Baichuan sat on the main seat and asked Zhong Li in a low voice: "What about others?"

Lu Weiran sitting down was wiping his one-sided glasses blurred by the heat of the fresh fish soup with his sleeve. Master Wanbao had to scoop up a bowl for Mrs. Wan before each dish was served. Ye Liang was already submerged in the beauties. Hear their laughter.

Zhong Ren shook his head, covered his lips with his palm and said in a low voice: "I don't know, just now I saw him chatting with Hong Zhien outside, and he disappeared as soon as he turned his head."

Zhong Li, who was peeling the rice dumplings on the right, said, "Cut, I think I'm going to visit somewhere again."

Chu Zijing stared at the zongzi on the plate, as if he was considering whether to eat it or not, but felt that it would be dishonest to get his hands dirty. Just when he was about to give up, his eyes drifted to another plate of roasted peanuts. After one peeled, the big rice dumpling wrapped with wild rice pork belly and whole egg yolk is fragrant.

Que Yuying, who helped her junior peel the zongzi, said warmly, "Eat it! This sauce is made by Baichuan's family, and it's very delicious."

Chu Zijing picked up a pair of chopsticks rice dumpling with an expressionless face, dipped it in reddish-brown sauce on the plate, and put it in his mouth solemnly.

Ye Zhentian said: "... If we can form an alliance to eliminate the Dongsha demons along the coast, it is not a bad idea, after all, the boundaries of that area can be divided..."

Lu Weiran put it back on the shelf again, pushed the unilateral lens and thought: "The queen of the demons has always advocated peaceful coexistence. It will cause public resentment."

Ye Zhentian said: "Hmph! What kind of righteousness do those thugs know? Those demons occupy the coast, Jiangdong has a superior terrain and is surrounded by Lingjiang, if they can win..."

Lu Weiran drank a glass of wine, pursed his lips and said, "Why don't I choose an auspicious day and set up an altar to ask the heavens first! The important affairs of the country are between the priests and the soldiers, this should not be taken lightly, right?"

Ye Zhentian felt that the servants were slow, so he poured wine for himself. Jiaomu covered his mouth with a wine glass, and asked Song Quan who was eating rice dumplings next to him, "Would the head master want to follow the example of the ancient barren river country and use portraits to sacrifice?"

Song Quan poked peanuts with his chopsticks, and said casually: "What's the matter? There are three levels of talent. The main battle is naturally to use the highest sacrificial etiquette. They have far-sightedness than now. They are wisdom, not prophets, and Huangxi is not a barbarian." , That’s called having foresight, but many ordinary people think of themselves as aloof and refuse to accept things they don’t understand, that’s short-sighted and insightful.”

Jiaomu bit the rim of his cup, half understanding, and said, "Well, it sounds amazing!"

Song Quan looked at him and the others contemptuously, thinking about all kinds of complaints, sneered and continued to eat zongzi with his head down.

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Que Yuying raised her head and looked at her junior brother who suddenly stood up next to her, and asked with concern: "What's wrong?"

Chu Zijing's face was flushed red and his body was stiff, his hands hanging by his sides were clenched into fists. Many people in the seats shot their gazes over. Yue Baichuan also noticed, put down his wine glass and said, "Pavilion Master Chu, what's wrong?"

Chu Zijing said expressionlessly, "Please accompany me less!"

Then he quickly turned around and left with a flick of his sleeves. Everyone in the room understood the habit of this lonesome pavilion master, and didn't mind this weird behavior at all. They looked at Que Yuying pretending to be concerned. A close friend said: "Junior brother went to find water, it's all right."

Everyone immediately continued drinking and chatting, Yue Baichuan said to Zhong Li: "Oh! We all know that Pavilion Master Chu doesn't eat spicy food, why did you put the spicy sauce on his table?"

Zhong Li held the spicy fried nuts in his hand and said indifferently: "He put it in there! Don't look at me, I am not in charge of the kitchen."

Yue Baichuan turned his head to look at Zhong Ren, and Zhong Ren said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Sect Master, I didn't pay attention, I should have checked it when the plate was placed."

Yue Baichuan saw that everyone was talking about each other, and the qin master was playing "Good Night Yin". Ye Liang held up his wine glass and laughed happily with the other girls, and said, "Oh, forget it, where did he go? Please help me take care of it." Here, I'll go to the backyard to look for it, and don't make any monsters."

Zhong Ren got up and said, "Yes, if someone is looking for the head, I will tell the head to go to Hun Yuan Hall to deal with the matter."

Zhong Li ate peanuts with his legs propped up and said, "Everyone in Hun Yuan Hall is here, what else can we do?"

Zhong Ren anxiously said: "Then what should I say?"

Yue Baichuan said: "Okay, don't say anything, Zhong Li, sit up and take care of the situation."

Zhong Li put down Peanut and complained, "Why am I sitting? Are you asking me to deal with them?"

Yue Baichuan pushed his shoulder and said, "I'll be back in a while, hurry up!"

Zhong Li moved his golden body and said, "It's so troublesome, hurry up! Oops, my legs are numb."

Yue Baichuan quickly straightened his hem, and hurriedly slipped out through the crowd.

The wisteria garden was full of people, and when they turned to the backyard, the voices were cut off in an instant. There was no one there. An ax was thrown on the ground. There are slender mud footprints mixed in here, like the result of wild cats running in and running around.

Yue Baichuan squatted down and traced the footprints with his index finger, wondering, "What is this..."

The footprints were slender and long, three times longer than the feet of an adult man. Yue Baichuan didn't need to compare his feet to see that these were definitely not human footprints, nor were there claws, not animal claws.

Yue Baichuan saw that the mud print faded away as it got farther away, and he followed up all the way crookedly. The long footprints turned randomly all the way, like a drunk person walking around. Did something get mixed in?

He began to worry, the footprints extended into the Hall of Hunyuan. He stood at the door of his main hall, a depressing chaotic atmosphere seemed to squeeze the air in the middle. side.

There was no one around in the silence, he seemed to be struggling to breathe, he felt his body was being pressed into the water, he opened his mouth to inhale, his chest heaved, sweat slid down his cheeks to his chin, slapped, and dripped on the ground.

He stared at the slender footprints that disappeared on the threshold, and suddenly a puff of hot air was sprayed on the back of his neck from his shoulders, and there was a strange laugh behind him!

"Slender and long people want to find slender and long friends!"