The boat is sailing on the lake, smooth and steady, the breeze is blowing, the water is calm, the sky is clearing after a sudden rain, the winter sun shines warmly on the tall Xunlong, like a layer of golden gauze, look out the window
I really didn’t expect that this inland lake would be so wide, and I couldn’t help but be amazed and amazed.
Someone from Ciyuan Pavilion told me that he had left Yueyang, but he didn't tell me where he was going.
Yesterday in that deserted village, during the conflict with the Evil Spirit Cult, especially during the fight with Yang Zhixiu, Zamao Xiaodao and I suffered some injuries, both external and internal, as did my uncle, so we returned to the crowded room to rest.
We crossed our legs and performed the Zhou Tian method, and listened to Master Tiger Cat telling us about our experiences along the way.
The fat bird was quite tired after it came back. After all, yesterday we saw it seem to have had a confrontation with a black shadow in the sky, and then it tore open the sky covered by Yang Zhixiu's formation. I think it took a lot of effort, but it didn't
He didn't stop, but kept walking, following the path of the lake mud dragon. After searching for a while, he turned back.
When it saw the Yuqian Longjing we brought back, it couldn't help but smile and said that you guys are not heartless. You actually know how to prepare tea for me, sir. It's not in vain for me to put in all the hard work.
The cabin is not big, and the partition walls have ears. The adults did not speak at the beginning, but looked at the hairy path with their eyes. Lao Xiao understood immediately, took out an enhanced version of the Calm Talisman from his arms, and made gestures in his hands. We were very cooperative.
The ground began to snore, and then became quieter, and then as thin as a gossamer. After a piece of talisman paper was burned, the mixed hair path had completed a spatial barrier to filter out the sound.
Although we are cooperating with Ciyuan Pavilion this time, just as they have concealed the dragon search, we have no intention of sharing our little secrets with them.
After everything was over, the adults walked around the low table and said to us: "The situation is not good..."
We didn't care, but as the adult narrated, his face became serious.
After the last mistake, the gangsters saw that the people coming were all predators, so they basically had no luck. If they accidentally chewed them up, not even the bones were left, so they stopped picking things up.
One's thoughts are either dependent on others, or they are happy to have nothing to do. However, it is precisely because of this that the people involved in the multi-party escalation of the Dongting Lake Dragon Hunting Incident are all top names in the world.
Longhu Mountain, Ciyuan Pavilion, Laoshan Mountain, Evil Spirit Sect, and many others who hide in the dark and don't show their faces, the specifications are astonishing.
This is still a small matter. Mr. Tiger Cat has been patrolling Dongting Lake these days and found a particularly strange phenomenon. That is, in the depths of Dongting Lake, there is a faint black light coming out. This is not a good thing. It is a sign of great evil. These days
Today we can also see some omens. The water beasts that frequently attack the shore are all dangerous creatures that have been hiding in the swamp for a long time. They were originally aloof from the world, but in the past few days they have forgotten their true nature and perished.
When things have reached this point, we are no longer able to control it. The tiger cat didn't say much. He said that he had been to Dongting Lake before, but because of a trip to the underworld, he still had some memory loss. He couldn't think of anything.
After talking about the current situation and instructing us on how to practice healing, he nestled in the corner and fell asleep.
The good time in the morning was wasted as the few of us fell asleep. At noon, I heard a melodious and distant song coming from the bow of the boat: "There are no dark clouds in the sky. Why don't you see Yaomei coming? The flowers are blooming."
Waiting for you to pick it up, don’t you like it too..."
This song is a folk ditty, a song from the 1940s in the last world. It is sweet and sweet, making people feel emotional.
After the song was over, I felt sleepy. I looked around and found that I was the only one left in the cabin. Even the tiger cat was nowhere to be seen. So I put on my clothes and walked out of the room. I saw
The uncle passed by, grabbed him and asked where the bathroom was.
After washing up, I came to the bow of the boat and found that the person who sang the song just now was actually Fang Yi, the little princess of Ciyuan Pavilion. After a night of rest, she was wearing a white shirt and jeans, a simple ponytail, and light makeup.
She looked particularly energetic and beautiful. Next to her was Zamao Xiaodao and Yizijian. The two were chatting happily.
I walked over to say hello, and after chatting for a while, I found that the topic they were talking about was flying swords.
As the saying goes, there are specializations in the arts. There are many people playing swords in the world, but few playing flying swords. And the one who plays the best swordsman is Huang Chenqujun, one of the top ten masters in the world. Yang Zhixiu once said that among the flying swords
The Tao is only a small skill, that's because people who have truly cultivated to a certain level can fly flowers and pick leaves without hurting others, and grabbing a sword with bare hands is just a trivial matter in breathing. However, there are only a few people in the world who can truly reach that level.
people?
In the late Northern and Southern Song Dynasties, the flying sword was at its most glorious. However, after the Mongolian invasion, the art of making swords was lost. Although it was revived once in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties, it was eventually suppressed by the Qing government. People who can still master it today
Rarely, they are all passed down from ancient relics. The turquoise stone sword in Huang Chenqujun's hand was also passed down from his ancestors. It was uploaded to the South China Sea cultivators. It is said that this stone sword is made of special materials and was made from the five-color sacred stone left by Nuwa to patch the sky. However,
As to whether it is true or not, this is a matter of opinion and wisdom.
Huang Chenqujun has been practicing swordsmanship all his life. He specializes in swordsmanship, so he is naturally an expert in it. Zamao Xiaodao, the flying sword art, can only be regarded as a beginner, so he humbly asks for advice, and he will not say no to the one-zi swordsman who is in the same boat.
The teacher also gave some advice, "Only one who can be strong in love can be strong in swords." These words also benefited Zamao Xiaodao a lot. He felt like eating ginseng fruit, from the inside out, every part of it.
My pores felt extremely comfortable, I couldn't help but untie the thunder punishment, and started practicing immediately.
For a moment, the sword light swayed, and it was so cold and awe-inspiring.
The two people were talking with great interest. Fang Yi, the little princess of Ciyuan Pavilion, sang a little inappropriately and ran to the kitchen to look at the food. I sat next to it and listened with a few shopkeepers.
It’s considered an increase in knowledge.
We were gathering at the bow of the boat to talk, while someone was fishing for fresh food from the lake next to us. The most beautiful fresh food from the lake should be in the clear autumn season. The fish are ready for the winter, and they are full and full of fat. It is most delicious when cooked, but now
Wandering on the lake, fishing in winter, killing and eating, it is actually very wild and interesting.
I chatted with the shopkeepers of Ciyuan Pavilion for a while. They generally complained that business has not been easy recently. This does not mean that the market is not good. On the contrary, people's demand is getting bigger and bigger, but there are too few good products. Wangyue
Although the real person is not that good, the talismans he makes are first-class. Why would such a person hang out? It would be better to draw more talismans in Longhu Mountain.
Speaking of making talismans, I couldn't help but think of Zamao Xiaodao. This person learned the craft under the talisman king Li Daozi. Over the years, every night on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, as long as there was nothing to do, he would draw talisman and practice diligently.
, it is rare to be able to persist all the time. He used the talisman pen made of Huang Daxian's tail hair that day, and he passed mine along. Although I have learned it, I have no talent after all.
Just let him.
Hearing their complaints, I began to hesitate a little, wondering if I should attract some business to Zamao Trail?
Mr. Huang Chenqu had a lively chat with Zamao Xiaodao. He smelled a hint of fragrance from the back kitchen and seemed to think of something. He left without saying a few words. About half an hour later, Fang Yi came to the bow of the ship and invited us to the front hall.
Meal.
There is only one table in the front hall, and the only people who can get a seat are the senior executives of Ciyuan Pavilion, Yizijian and the three of us. Although we are on the boat, Ciyuan Pavilion is a wealthy family after all, and rich people are not
Same, eight dishes and eight cups on the flower-carved hardwood table. The main dishes are steamed hairy-legged crab with sealed vat wine, Qingfeng anchovies shrimp, thick soup of Fenpozi, braised Angong with bamboo shoots, pan-fried cock-mouthed trevally, and chopped pepper catfish.
, Chiyu Fried Vermicelli and Steam Pot Tuanyu are both made from top quality lake fresh food, carefully cooked, with a strong aroma, freshness and attractiveness.
The meat of this fish is tender and white, the crab paste is fat and glutinous, the green shrimps are plump and plump, and the soft-shelled turtles are fat and expensive. It is served with several portions of seasonal vegetables and rice wine. It is so delicious that you almost eat it.
The tongue swallowed it.
I couldn't help praising the cooking skills of the cook on the ship, but the young master of Ciyuan Pavilion told me that his sister had prepared this table of food. Normally they couldn't eat it, and they didn't know what kind of entertainment she was here today.
, and he was actually willing to show his hand.
We were all a little surprised when we looked at Fang Yi who was greeting people next to her, dressed like a little cook. We thought this girl was a wealthy lady, but she could still cook in the kitchen. This smell, let alone us, was that of Ciyuan Pavilion.
The master of the pavilion couldn't stop eating, and he raised his chopsticks one after another. When he heard everyone praising his daughter, he couldn't help but narrow his eyes. He was greatly comforted, saying that this woman was not very capable, but she was a genius at cooking.
But I didn’t know that the stinky man who was so cheap could have such a good taste.
Fang Yi was embarrassed when he said this. While acting coquettishly towards the master of Ciyuan Pavilion, he looked at the hairy path with the corner of his eye. However, he never thought that this Taoist was competing with a plump hairy-legged crab and ate it all.
Face crab cream.
In order to maintain the taste of the food, the dishes are naturally placed on the floor one after another. The little chef is busy non-stop, saying hello and leaving, and keeps serving dishes. At the end, a clay pot is brought out, but it is secret chicken soup, which has a particularly fragrant aroma.
It's so strong that it makes people move their index fingers, and they can't help but raise their heads and look inside.
When this dish was served, even the master of Ciyuan Pavilion stood up. Fang Yi smiled and told everyone that this soup is indeed a good soup, but it has special ingredients. Guess what it is?
I smelled it, and in addition to the strong smell of chicken, there was also an indescribable weird aroma. My mind turned and I wondered, could it be that the dragon ball of the mud dragon from the lake last night was put in it? Fang Yi was a little surprised, but the one-word sword was
He nodded and said that not everyone who entered the lake might be water-based, so he boiled two water-based beads in the soup so that if everyone fell into the water, they would not be helpless like the Taoist priests from Longhu Mountain.
Everyone else was happy and stretched out their bowls to take the chicken soup that Fang Yi gave out. However, when it was Zamao Xiaodao's turn, he stretched out his hand to block it and said calmly: "I'll forget it."