Slender clouds floated gently in the blue sky, the ginkgo trees in the courtyard swayed gently in the wind, and the sunlight cast by them formed dense spots of light among the lush branches and leaves, which shimmered in the woman's eyes.
The edge of the morning light pushed up to the window lattice, and the courtyard was already bustling with noise.
When the courtyard door was pushed open, the crazy old man laughed loudly, swaggered in with a rattle in his hand, and ran around the small courtyard with a bang.
Amidst the noise, the old cow swung its tail, chewed the grass, and looked curiously at the old man running around in circles.
The noisy and lively courtyard made the woman smile. She walked out of the room. The owner of the room opposite had already left early, so she walked out of the eaves with her sword in hand, and walked to the market in the town with her white skirt floating in the air.
When the steamer stall is opened, the fragrance is overflowing, the shouts of the vendors are heard, the salesman carrying the windmill walks through the streets, the woman flapping her clothes is cursing in the room, and the naughty children push the door open and chase with their friends.
slapstick.
The street, the morning light, and the cool breeze blew in, blowing the skirt of the woman. Looking at the children playing away from her, a different emotion appeared on her cold face.
The long sword in her hand was held behind her, and she actually liked this kind of human fireworks.
Arriving at the troupe's open space and walking through the outer fence, I saw a chubby Taoist like a cashier, with a big belly and a red face, counting the silver coins and occasionally digging out copper coins to make up for it.
Outside the crowd, an old man who looked like a student was sitting there obediently. Opposite him, a man in green clothes was drawing with pen and ink on the paper, making gestures, clicking on the content, and saying something with a smile.
As if aware of the gaze, Chen Yuan turned his head, looked at the woman walking past the fence and laughed. Soon, after finishing the matter here, Chen Yuan took the fat Taoist and walked back to the small courtyard with the woman.
Passing by a street stall, I bought Master a nice mask and a fun windmill, which made the old man jump up and down in the yard with joy.
Sometimes there are unpleasant scenes.
Groups of chickens and ducks were imprisoned in the backyard. Their panicked screams turned into streaks of blood and flew into Chen Yuan's hands, exuding a trace of evil energy that made her worried.
Later in the evening, the leader of the theater troupe came over.
Jingshu sat in the room holding her magic sword. The oil lamp shone on her frost-like side face, which occasionally moved. Through the gap in the door, she looked at the figure talking under the light. The man's expression was focused and he wrote
What, he was also telling some stories that he had never heard before.
"... It is said that in the late Sui Dynasty, there were wars all over Kyushu, and heroes emerged in large numbers. There was the heroic Qin Qiong, named Shubao, who first served in the Sui Dynasty, and then passed through several masters. He had a pair of powerful and brave men..."
"There is also a man named Wei Chigong who is invincible with two whips..."
The light shines on Chen Yuan, turning the long story into simple and easy-to-understand short paragraphs, and adding tracks such as "Charging the Army and Killing the Generals" and "Loyalty", telling the old man to listen, and discussing suitable lines.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the slightly opened door. When Chen Yuan mentioned the wonderful point, he couldn't help but raise his voice, as if to let the woman inside hear clearly. The woman holding the sword curled her lips, and then quickly pursed her lips.
, turning her pretty face away from her cold face.
It wasn't until nightfall that the old man who was listening to the story hugged a stack of paper and left. He heard the courtyard door creaking shut and the monotonous footsteps walking to the door.
"Get some rest early, we'll be leaving in a few days."
The sound fell, and the shadow of the person walked away from the gap under the door. Then the lights outside went out, and then there was the sound of the door opening and closing.
Everything in the courtyard was quiet.
The woman quietly opened the window, and the cold moonlight was pouring into the small courtyard, illuminating the ginkgo biloba swaying slightly in the wind, and the bluestone tables and stools shed a silvery white and soft light.
Thinking about the interesting stories just now and the man's little thought of deliberately raising his voice, Zhu Jingshu couldn't help but chuckle.
I don’t know how many more stories this person has…
How do you look like a monk?
Listening to the Taoist's intermittent snoring in the other two rooms, and the crazy old man's sleeping murmur floating in the courtyard, the woman thought with emotion.
…
The bright stars and moon pave the night sky, and the illuminated Canglan River stretches to the west.
Amid the sound of the water waves crashing, two figures staggered forward in the moonlight. In the direction of the river extending, the outline of the mountains appeared in the night, shrouded in misty clouds, and occasionally stars could be seen.
The firelight shines on the stone path in the forest.
The two people staggered up the stone steps and climbed the fallen leaves. Fei Xuan supported his senior brother, and the sound of magic drums spread.
"Master——"
The forest swayed, and two figures floated down with swords. They were both young disciples in the mountain. They quickly stepped forward to inquire about the situation, and used magic to burn away the night air.
For a moment, the air twisted, and a towering mountain gate appeared out of thin air among the ordinary mountain roads. It went straight up. It was a pavilion with several floors standing on the top of the mountain. When the wind came, the wind chimes hung on the eaves of several floors kept jingling.
Soon after.
The clear bells echoed in the night in the mountains, and figures from the four palaces in the east, west, south, and north flew out of the halls, rushing to the tower in the middle.
Sword Hall.
The leader, Wang Xuanyi, sat in the middle. The sword heads of the four courtyards who came over took his disciples to the left and right, all looking at Fei Xuanze in the main hall.
"Master, what happened?" The sword leader of the North Courtyard looked at Fei Xuanze over there. He was a disciple of the inner sect under him. He hurried over when he heard the bell ringing. He didn't know what happened.
Wang Xuanyi lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, pressed his hands on the handrails, and was silent for a moment: "The three of them were returning from the demon eradication. When passing through Qingshan County, they found that the outer disciple Li Yuanshan had been killed... Shouyan, Xuanze, and Jingshu started to inquire along the way.
, I found out that there is a monster causing trouble in the city, first harming Li Yuanshan, and then the county magistrate in the city. It is really arrogant."
Hearing this, the North Courtyard swordsman saw Fei Xuanze alone there, and his face darkened. Qin Shouyan was also one of his disciples with outstanding qualifications. If he was not here, could he have been...
He stood up suddenly: "Xuanze, where is your senior brother?"
The woman in a long white dress with a sword in the west courtyard also stood up. There were all women sitting down, and Zhu Jingshu was her disciple. However, the woman was looking at the leader of the group, waiting for his reply.
The hall was quiet for a while.
Fei Xuanze then tremblingly recounted the story, but he concealed the fact that the demon was avenging Li and Liu's house. He only said that the three of them were pursuing each other, and they saw along the way that the other party encouraged evil practices and harmed ordinary people.
After a fight, they were unable to defeat the opponent. The senior brother was injured and the whereabouts of the senior sister were unknown. It was estimated that she had been kidnapped by the opponent.
"Bold! Bold!"
The sword head of the North Courtyard slammed the table, "Brother, please allow me to come down the mountain."
In the Canglan River area, Canglan Sword Sect is the leader in cultivating Taoism. Almost all the demons in the mountains and waters have been killed, let alone the evil cultivators. Wang Xuanyi nodded calmly, and before he could speak, Nanyuan Sword
Shou also stood up, stroking his long beard and speaking to dissuade him.
"It would be a bit arbitrary for us to only listen to one side of the story."
"Junior Brother Qingfeng, it's not your disciples who are in trouble, so there is no need to worry!" Beiyuan Sword Head snorted and threw his head away.
Xu Qingfeng smiled and cupped his hands towards the headmaster, and said slowly: "The following disciples will say whatever they say, it is too childish. The emperor has the world, and there are not only a few eunuchs in the palace who listen to what they say. The whole thing, in the end,
It’s better to find out more clearly so as not to misunderstand a good person.”
Each of the three courts had their own reasons, but the East Courtyard watched them argue and was too lazy to get involved. Over there, the head Wang Xuanyi thought about it for a long time and finally nodded in agreement with Xu Qingfeng's words.
"Then Junior Brother Qingfeng will go down the mountain tomorrow."