The boy in a bad mood went to Jianshan with the broken knife on his back. He left the ferry without seeing the official road. The post road of the Dayu Dynasty was not as good as that of Yanling and Liangxi. In such border areas, it was even worse. So it's normal that we can't see it.
However, after half a day's walking along the mountain road, another big river appeared, which was different from that on the border. Fortunately, it was also facing Jianshan. Li Fuyao stood at the ferry and thought for a moment, and then he boarded a large ferry. The ferry was not big, so there was only one boatman supporting the boat. The middle-aged boatman was a strong man. After receiving Li Fuyao a penny, he asked him to go on the boat with a smile. There were only seven or eight guests on the boat. Besides, Li Fuyao couldn't make up ten people. The boatman didn't ask these people to wait at the ferry because the boat was not full. He just yelled at the ferry and left.
It seems very free and easy.
With the current going down, it was not difficult to support the boat, so the man had time to stand at the bow of the boat and say something to the people. Most of the guests on the boat didn't dislike the boatman. They were willing to talk to the boatman, but Li Fuyao, who is still somewhat melancholy now, is watching the river in silence.
At the stern of the boat, a woman was cooking a pot of fish soup when Li Fuyao boarded the boat. When the boat had been on a small board for an hour, the fish soup was almost cooked. The woman took out ten sea bowls and gave each guest a bowl full of milk white fish soup. For a time, the aroma of the bow overflowed.
The boatman drank the fish soup in twos and threes, wiped his mouth and said with a smile: "if you want to eat in this river, you are reluctant to give up this fresh water."
As the voice dropped, a laughter was heard from the bow of the boat.
the woman handed the last bowl of fish soup to Li Fuyao, who took it and took a sip, then put it on the deck and continued to look at the river.
Instead of rushing back to the stern, the woman squatted beside Li Fuyao, looking at the young man's melancholy appearance, she asked with a smile, "little fellow, do you want your sweetheart?"
Li Fu shook his face slightly red, did not nod, did not shake his head, and did not speak.
Seeing that Li Fuyao looked like this, the woman just laughed and said to herself, "you are so old, you must still be studying. Which school are you in? Even if we don't enter the school, it's OK to have private schools. Our Dayu is not like Yanling, where there are schools everywhere. Therefore, it's amazing that people can enter the school. So, even if we don't study, no one will laugh. "
Li Fuyao whispered, "I'm not a Dayu person."
In fact, the moment Li Fuyao spoke, the woman already knew that he was not from Dayu. Although the Mandarin of Yanling and that of Dayu were not much different, there was still some difference between them. Therefore, after Li Fuyao opened his mouth, anyone in Dayu could hear the difference between Li Fuyao's Yanling Mandarin and Dayu Mandarin only because of this In fact, the historians of Yanling and Dayu even carefully pondered over the details of the two dynasties. They wanted to know whether Dayu came from Yanling or Yanling from Dayu. However, there was no definite evidence, so historians on both sides did not dare to draw conclusions.
The woman looked up at the cloth on Li Fuyao's back. She asked with a smile, "have you practiced sword?"
Li Fuyao turned his head and said, "yes."
The woman asked again, "come all the way to the sword mountain?"
Li Fuyao looked at the woman in surprise.
The woman said with disapproval: "we have a sword mountain in Dayu. What's the secret? It's just that the swordsmen in the world want to climb this mountain and learn some unique swordsmanship. However, there are many rumors in the river and lake that they haven't climbed the sword mountain. The old people all say that they live on this mountain and can fly to the sky with their swords The sword immortal is not one that ordinary swordsmen can climb. If you have a long insight, don't be too determined to go up the mountain. It is said that the mountain roads are full of swordsmen who can't climb the mountain and lead to madness. Some of them are well-known experts in the rivers and lakes of Dayu. You're so young, don't drill into this horn. "
Li Fuyao didn't refute, but said with a smile: "since all swordsmen in the world want to go to see the sword mountain, I've learned sword, so naturally I want to see it, but I really know that I have a few catties or two, so I won't be forced to come."
The woman didn't talk about this issue deeply, but suddenly she said with a smile: "you don't know how many swordsmen have to do a feat of crossing the river once a day. It seems that if you don't cross the river once, you will make people laugh when you get to Jianshan. In fact, if you really have the ability, you can split the river with one sword, which will open my eyes."
Li Fu shook his head and looked at the river. He said with a smile, "I'm afraid not many people can tear the river with one sword."
The woman said thoughtfully, "we have the largest number of swordsmen in the world. If we don't say 10000, there are 8000. We haven't seen anyone with this ability."
"Not to mention tearing up the river, not even to make the river rough once."
Li Fuyao was excited by this, but soon he sighed, "it's just that there's no sword to weigh, otherwise I really want to have a try."When the woman saw Li Fuyao's back, she thought it was the young man's casual words, but she didn't take them seriously. Just after laughing, he thought about how the boy was so slippery at a young age?
It shouldn't be. This teenager should not feel so bad to her.
After the ferry left the ferry for a long time, she saw the next ferry in front of her eyes. The woman stopped chatting with Li Fuyao. She took back the sea bowls and washed the river water. Then she went to the bow to wipe her men's sweat. Finally, she sat at the stern of the boat, knitting straw sandals.
The ferry slowly pulled in, and all the passengers on board bowed their hands to say goodbye, leaving Li Fuyao standing alone in the bow of the boat, looking at the river with a complicated look.
The boatman came to Li Fuyao's side, looked at him like this, and asked, "what's the matter, something has fallen into the river. I'll get it out of the water for you."
Li Fu shook his head and said, "No
The boatman rarely asked, "what is that?"
Li Fuyao said with a smile, "my hands are itching."
What? The boatman looked dazed.
Standing in the bow of the boat, Li Fuyao seems to have made some major decision. Li Fuyao unscrewed the broken knife on his back. Then he stood in the bow of the boat, looking at the river and holding the wood knife tightly.
In Li Fuyao's lingfu mansion, Qi machines gushed out along the meridians like a big river into the sea.
A sword is a sword.
With a sword, the waves are rough.
Those gas engines can only do that.
Unfortunately, there are not many people who have seen this scene. Apart from Li Fuyao himself, they are only the couple.
Li Fuyao, pale faced, stood at the bow of the boat, contented.
He looked at the woman.
The woman opened her mouth wide.
The boatman gave him a thumbs up.
Li Fuyao got on the boat and left contentedly.
When Li Fuyao's back disappeared, only two people were left on the ferry.
The man and the woman sat side by side in the bow of the boat. The man said with emotion: "I thought you teased him like this, he would not make this sword. After all, a swordsman with a knife is really shabby and shameful."
The woman tut praised: "still out of this sword, a swordsman's first level, can have such a prestige is also great, no wonder those advanced level of the demon soil, not afraid of the saints of the three religions, but afraid of the Qing and autumn."
The man murmured: "he is a Sword Fairy."
The woman nodded and said something with a smile.
For the sword immortal, the friars of the three religions all taboo Mo Shen, but the demon Xiu on the demon soil side is talking about him, not a simple nuisance.
A moment later, the two men almost raised their heads at the same time. There was an old man "coming from afar" in the distance. In a blink of an eye, he had stepped on the bow of the boat.
The man got up to see the ceremony. "I've met the old man."
The woman followed her words.
This old guy is the old Confucian scholar in the wine shop who is out of the body again.
The guest, who came from Yanling from afar, said with a smile, "that boy must have made a sword at last, otherwise I will worry about whether I have read it wrong."
"The old gentleman is a Confucian monk. Why do you care about this?" the man asked
The old Confucian said with a smile: "I don't know. Why don't you explain to me?"
The man bowed his head in a hurry and was silent as a cold cicada. He did not dare to ask more questions.
The old Confucian scholar shook his head. "You two are in this river, which is just the best paradise. It's not that this river is a treasure land, but you two just fit in. Therefore, we need to cherish it more and not make any excessive actions. Otherwise, it's hard to say whether the blessed land will be a blessed land after that."
The middle-aged man arched his hand and said, "surely remember the old gentleman's instruction."
Women are quiet and silent. There are more demon practitioners in Dayu mountains and rivers than Yanling and Liangxi combined. However, there are not many swordsmen who like to cut the demons when there are demons. Compared with the monks of the two dynasties around them, they are very rare and should be very lucky!
The old Confucian scholar laughed and left alone without leaving a word.
When the old Confucian scholar disappeared completely, the man raised his head and looked at the river.
The woman laughed and said nothing more. She jumped like a fish into the river.
The man immediately jumped down.
Two big fish.
Someone once wrote a travel note, "there are many river demons in Dayu River, river demons, big fish!"
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