Compared with the tensions in Huashan, people in Xitang, a thousand-year-old water town in the south, live a peaceful life where they sing fishermen's songs at night. Every street here, every old house, every beam, every tile eaves, and even the corners of the walls are dark green.
The stone moss, especially the winding riverside promenade, is condensed with endless stories.
Xitang at night is by no means quiet and peaceful. Strings of bright red lanterns picked out by people in Hefang are enchanting. Colorful flags and flags are fluttering everywhere. Shops are busy, and small shops are connected to each other with a dazzling array of products...
There are many lanes in Xitang, criss-crossing each other. Thick and thin warp and weft threads are woven with mystery. The narrow ones can only be walked by one person, and the wide ones can accommodate several people walking in parallel. Many lanes connect modern and ancient times. At one end, you are nostalgic for the past, and at the other end, you are longing for it.
Hope this is something you can’t experience anywhere else
Walking through the unique narrow streets and alleys, counting the gray stone slabs, guessing the past, extending the tentacles along the roots of the old walls, a series of fantasies floated up, in the drunken mind, either fresh or blurry
Standing at the most famous Shipi Lane in Xitang, with the mottled old high walls and the pale sky, the strange thing is that people don't feel narrow or depressed at all.
Deep in the alley, a shallow small door suddenly opened with a creaking sound, and the eyes lit up. The mansion was hidden deep inside the universe. A beautiful long-haired beauty in fashionable clothes walked out from behind the small door.
The dim light in the alley shone on the face of the woman who suddenly opened the small door and walked out. This long-haired woman was beautiful but had a stern face. There was a hint of murderous intent between her eyebrows. This woman was clearly the Kirigakure.
Beauty Killer Qu Ling
Shouldn't she be in Huashan at this time? Everyone who practices martial arts in the world hopes to witness the battle between two innately invincible strong men on the top of Huashan tonight on the night of the full moon.
Qu Ling is an ancient warrior, and he is an ancient warrior who has absorbed the vast incomparable innate true energy in Nangong Chu. The role of innate true energy is huge, not only slowly changing her physique, but also making her
Cultivation level rises straight up like a rocket
As of now, Qu Ling's ancient martial arts cultivation has reached the fifth level of ancient martial arts. Doesn't she want to witness an unprecedented battle?
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It had just rained in Xitang in early spring, and the road was a little damp. It was cold and quiet. After nightfall, people in the alley were still coming in and out. The doors were wide open. Men were smoking cigarettes and women were smoking by the river. The door facing the laundry was the famous one.
The Misty Corridor
There were several young people playing cards on the side of the street. There was obviously more than one pair of cards in the thick stack. They were shouting and screaming from time to time, and they seemed to be playing a poker game called "Tractor".
There is a small shop on the left selling printed blue cloth clothes. On the right there is an old fishing gear shop and an agricultural machinery shop. There is a man eating in the shop. The walls are gray and the face is black. Suddenly, a cell phone ringing is heard. The man eating is eating.
He opened his mouth, then took out his mobile phone and talked loudly
Sitting in a small shop surrounded by water on both sides was a young man with a sharp face. He said that he was young because of his appearance and clothes, but there was a sense of vicissitudes of life on the young man's face, as if he had been wallowing in the world of mortals.
An old man who has seen through the world for decades
There are only a few diners in the small shop. It seems that although the environment here is good, the business is not very good. When ordering, the owner of the shop came in person. He was a man, and he was actually very good-looking.
The young man didn't even look at the menu and asked the shopkeeper to make recommendations. He recommended one, and the young man said "good". He recommended another one, and the young man said "good" again. After the table was settled, the young man ordered steamed pork with lotus leaf flour.
Old duck stewed in wonton pot, pork wrapped in bean curd, stinky tofu, fried field snails, Xitang pickled vegetables, etc.
The owner of this small shop really knows how to do business. The table full of dishes is enough even if two or three people come. How can the young man finish the food?
Finally, the shop owner served another bottle of Jiashan rice wine. The young man didn't know whether he was pretending to be stupid or couldn't see the owner's intention. His face was as calm as a frozen lake, and others couldn't tell what he was thinking.
The young man poured himself a glass of wine and drank it. The rice wine was mild at first and then had a rich aroma. Red lanterns had already been hung on both sides of the river bank. The surface of the river was illuminated red, and the boats crossing the river were dyed red.
This poetic and picturesque scenery of the south of the Yangtze River is really intoxicating. But the young man drank one glass after another until the bottle bottomed out, and he didn't feel a trace of drunkenness at all.
An hour later, the young man walked out of the small shop, stepped onto the bluestone road, and walked leisurely, as if he didn't know where he was going or what he was going to do. The young man's eyes were blank.
"Ah... what are you doing... let me go, I want to go home..." Just as the silver-haired young man walked into a small alley, there was a burst of panicked shouts from a girl in front of him.
"Why are you in such a hurry to go home so early? Why don't you go have a drink with your buddies first, and then we can all go together... Haha..." Then there was a burst of wanton laughter, mixed with a few low laughs.
"That's right, from now on, as long as you follow our brother Long, I guarantee that you will be popular and drink spicy food for the rest of your life..."
As the young man approached, three gangsters blocked a woman in an alley and teased the woman with frivolous words. The young man frowned. Such a thing happened in this simple Jiangnan water town. It was really a disgrace.
"Hey, you guys who know how to do it, get out of here and don't stop me from doing my job." At this time, the three gangsters had also seen the young man walking over, and immediately shouted arrogantly at the young man.
The young man had also seen the girl's appearance clearly, but he saw that she was graceful and slender, and her skin was as white as jade. Although she looked panicked at the moment, she did not hide her beauty. No wonder she was targeted by these gangsters.
The alley was only that big. The cold young man hummed and walked slowly towards the four gangsters without any intention of stopping.
"You are deaf, get out of here before your grandfather is angry, or I will destroy you." Seeing this young man who suddenly appeared, not only did he not turn around and leave, but he walked straight towards them. One of the three gangsters
Afro immediately started shouting
The young man still didn't say a word, as if he didn't hear the roar of the afro, and walked over without stopping.
"Damn, you are so shameless, go to hell." A shirtless gangster with a green dragon tattooed on his arm rushed forward and punched the young man in the face.
In the girl's exclamation, there was a snap, and the young man's face came into close contact with the gangster's fist. Unexpectedly, the shirtless gangster punched the young man in the face.