Shanlong looked a little embarrassed when he heard this and sighed deeply.
"Alas! Such are the details."
After some explanation, Shen Yifei understood that it turned out that the boy in white robe called Mu Shen was the father of the bride. Not only that, he was also the lord of the entire Tianjiang; and the crazy-haired swordsman who exuded ghostly aura was the father of the bride. He is a close friend of the faun.
"Since it's a family matter, it's really hard for me as an outsider to get involved. I wonder what Brother Shanlong plans to do?" Shen Yifei put away the cicada and asked.
"The sword ghost has released its ghost nature. This battle will not stop for a while. I plan to return to Guzhou Yiziheng first. Brother Shen, why don't you come with me?" Shanlong Yinxiu meant that he did not want to get involved in this. thing.
Because the ancient war between Tianjiang and Moriyu was endless, the God of Shepherd hated the people of Moriyu very much, and the dead groom happened to be a member of Ruoye's family in Moriyu; the God of Shepherd used his daughter as an advantage to induce Ruoye Zhiqiu to build protection for Tianjiang. The mechanism of [Heaven's Protection], the moment of success is the day of marrying the daughter, but unexpectedly, the God of Shepherd has been blinded by hatred, and actually kills the groom on the wedding day, which is really a joy to see.
At this thought, Shen Yifei suddenly lost his good impression of Tianjiang.
"That's fine."
Not long after the two left, a man holding a jade ruler risked his life to resist the sword of the Shepherd and stopped the fight between the two. On another peak in the sky, Lin Ruomei looked at her husband's body and held a hand in her hand. He was playing a leaf flute but could not play it.
There was snow in the night sky, the mountain peaks were white, and it was desolate.
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There were a few willow trees blowing in the wind beside the clear river ferry, and the hanging lights on the ferry fluttered in the wind, reflecting a sense of tranquility; suddenly, the tide rose sharply, and an uncontrolled raft swayed with the waves and creaked. sound.
"The spring tide brings rain in the evening, and there is no boat on the wild crossing; it is such a worldly place." Shen Yifei stretched out his arms and exhaled a deep breath.
Feel the sense of being far away from the world due to the tranquility around you.
"The house is humble and simple. I hope Brother Shen won't dislike it."
In the pavilion at the ferry, Shanlong Yinxiu and Shen Yifei each held tea and sat opposite each other.
"Where is this, fortunately Brother Shanlong rescued me, otherwise I would have been a withered skeleton in the desert;
With this cup, I would like to toast Brother Shanlong with tea instead of wine." Shen Yifei held up the tea cup and drank lightly with a grateful expression on his face.
Seeing this, Shanlong Yinxiu also raised a cup in return, "Brother Shen, you're welcome."
After the two of them put down their teacups, Shanlong Yinxiu asked, "I see that Brother Shen's aura is not that of a person in a miserable state. I don't know what my next plan is. If I have no place to go, I can just stay in Yiziheng."
Although they had not been together for a short time, Shanlong Yinxiu felt that he was someone he could make friends with, so he sincerely invited him.
It happened that he was in an unfamiliar place and had nowhere to go, so Shen Yifei readily agreed.
"It just so happens that I have made a breakthrough in my martial arts recently, so I'm sorry."
"Where." Shanlong Yinxiu said with a smile, the smile on his face seemed to be happy to have made a new friend.
In the evening, there was an extra thatched cottage across the lone boat.
For the next period of time, Shen Yifei stayed in Guzhou Yiziheng and drank tea and talked with Shanlong Yinxiu. They also discussed each other from time to time. As time went by, Shen Yifei's understanding of the plight increased.
The days passed in such a boring and peaceful way.
On this day, Shen Yifei and Shanlong Yinxiu were drinking tea and chatting in the pavilion. Suddenly, a voice broke the tranquility.
"Sassasa, Shanlong, you are indeed here. Hey, who is this?" the visitor asked in surprise.
Shanlong Yinxiu waved and raised his sleeves, and a tea set appeared on the stone table. He then picked up the teapot and poured tea while introducing, "This is Shen Yifei, my new friend."
Then he introduced to Shen Yifei: "This is the sword ghost. It is inhuman."
"Hello." Shen Yifei nodded and said hello with a smile. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart that people in this world have such strange names.
"I've seen you, the one who was rescued by Shanlong that day. Just call me old ghost."
The sword ghost picked up the tea cup on the table and drank it in one gulp. After drinking it, he turned back and said, "It's not as tasty as wine."
"Haha." Shanlong Yinxiu said with a smile: "I didn't think carefully. Why did the old ghost think of me today?"
Speaking of this sword ghost, his face frowned and he sighed: "It's almost impossible to stay in Tianjiang today. Have you noticed that the Shepherd has changed a lot this time when he wakes up?"
Yamaryu Yinxiu groaned and said: "Indeed, the former Shepherd God would never do such things as attacking and killing Wakaba Chiaki for the sake of profit, which would chill the saintess."
"Yes! I don't know since when, Lao Mu has become different from the Lao Mu I know." He said that the atmosphere in the pavilion was a bit dull.
Shanlong Yinxiu was not good at talking, but Shen Yifei, as an outsider, naturally found it difficult to interrupt. The three of them drank tea separately, but no one said anything.
Seemingly aware of this, Sword Ghost changed the topic, "Ling Tai is no longer here. Shanlong, when do you plan to return to the Lin Clan to take charge of the overall situation?"
As soon as these words came out, the originally dull atmosphere became even duller.
When Shen Yifei saw this, he called him a good guy. He didn't realize that Sword Demon was still a chat stopper. He quickly stood up and said, "I'm a little tired after drinking. I'll go to the lake for a walk."
After saying that, without waiting for the two people to reply, Shen Yifei left the pavilion and went to the lake. He picked up the fishing rod that he had planted two days ago and started to catch fish. From time to time, he turned his head to look at the two people in the pavilion.
After a while, the two people in the pavilion should have finished chatting and came to Shen Yifei. Shanlong directly picked up a fishing rod and walked not far away.
"You two really enjoyed it." Sword Demon curled his lips and found that there was an extra fishing rod, so he picked it up and walked to Shen Yifei's side to start fishing.
"Hey, stay away from me." Shen Yifei looked at the sword ghost next to him and shouted.
"Why?" Sword Demon was a little confused.
"I just made the fishing nests, you stack them aside." Shen Yifei waved to the sword ghost.
"What is the fishing nest?" Hearing this, the sword ghost did not stay away, but approached Shen Yifei with a curious look on his face.
Country bumpkin.
Shen Yifei snorted lightly without explaining.
"I won't leave until you tell me." After saying that, Sword Demon sat up next to Shen Yifei and started fishing with him.
Seeing this, Shen Yifei had no choice but to fight and drive him away, so he had to acquiesce to the other party's behavior.
About half an hour later, Sword Demon began to feel a little unable to sit still, and asked Shen Yifei: "Hey, kid, where are you from?"
"Shh~ You need to be calm when fishing." Shen Yifei did not answer but made a silent gesture.
After another half hour or so, the two of them didn't catch any fish, and Shen Yifei became a little impatient.
Sword Demon sneered, "Your nest isn't that good either."
Shen Yifei said angrily: "Nonsense, it must be the problem of this lake. Maybe there are no fish in this lake at all."
As Shen Yifei was talking, there was a crashing sound next to him, and both of them turned their heads to look.
Not far away, Shanlong Yinxiu pulled the bamboo pole in his hand and caught a grass carp weighing seven or eight kilograms.
The sword ghost looked at Shen Yifei, the meaning in his eyes was self-evident.
Shen Yifei argued: "Maybe, maybe we are unlucky and there just happen to be no fish in this area."
At this time, the same grass carp, weighing seven or eight pounds, swam to the shore and came to Shen Yifei's feet. The grass carp turned over and splashed into the waves, then stayed here and puffed up bubbles.