floating words

"The Sixth Elder went out to practice, and the Second Elder explained that the woman outside is a tiger, and you must avoid it..." (Please refer to the song "Women Are Tigers")

Withered vines and old trees...well, two faint crows; small bridges and flowing water...huh?There is no one; the ancient road west wind... well, it is not a thin horse; the sunset is setting, and the strange singing echoes on the cliff.

The autumn wind is bleak, the dead leaves are falling, on the winding mountain road, one person and one horse walk slowly, Qian Feng is humming a little tune, while thinking about what the Second Elder Drunken Immortal said to him before, although he does not know what kind of women outside , but every time he thinks of Hong Yuan and his seniors, Qian Feng has a creepy feeling. These women are more terrifying than each other.Besides, Zuixian is different from him, Hongyuan never allowed him to step out of the truth when he was around, while Zuixian often wanders in the secular world and has more knowledge than him, he must be right.

While thinking wildly, he only heard a stabbing sound, and his footsteps faltered. Qian Feng looked down, and sure enough, the hem of his clothes was cut by thorns again. Scratching his head, looking at the big tree with sparse branches and leaves, Qian Feng's big watery eyes were full of doubts.

He turned his head and asked the tall horse next to him: "Xiao Xiaoliu, have we seen this tree before? Or do they all grow the same tree here? That's right, our place is like spring all the year round, but here is a forest of trees. Depression, it's not surprising that species are different."

Xiaoliu snorted disdainfully, rolled his eyes at him, then lowered his head and picked up something from a thorn bush beside him and put it in Qian Feng's hand. Qian Feng took it and saw that it was a strip of cloth, light blue, somewhat look familiar.

"Little Liu, have I seen this thing before?"

Xiao Xiaoliu raised her head proudly, unwilling to talk to him again.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of his clothes, which were almost indistinguishable in color, and Qian Feng suddenly realized: "It turns out that this is a strip of cloth scraped off my clothes."

Xiao Xiaoliu gave him a look of "you have finally enlightened". Qian Feng looked depressed and said dejectedly, "Why did we turn back after walking for a long time. Forget it, let's try in another direction."

Qian Feng raised his head and looked around, then turned around in a circle, and said blankly: "East...South...West...North...It's over, I was only focused on singing just now, I didn't remember the direction!"

"puff!"

A sneer suddenly came from the top of his head, Qian Feng's back tensed instantly, and his fingers hidden in his sleeves curled up unconsciously. The experience of being attacked by several senior brothers all the year round made him vigilant.

Just when he was about to launch an attack, the branch above his head shook slightly, and a person jumped down from the tree and landed in front of him.Qian Feng looked at the young man in front of him, he looked about sixteen or seventeen years old, with ordinary features, a pair of narrow eyes hidden under the bangs, making it difficult to see his expression clearly, the young man was idly holding a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth , the corners of the slightly cool lips were slightly raised, with a touch of evil, and a few patches were scattered on the half-worn blue-gray coarse cloth clothes, which looked a little funny.

Seeing Qian Feng looking at him, this man didn't show any timidity, he let him look at him openly and then asked with a smile: "Which family are you from? Did you sneak out behind your back?"

"What is a young master?" Qian Feng asked, thinking of his family, a sense of depression welled up in his heart, "I don't have any family anymore."

The young man squinted his eyes, rubbed his chin with his fingers and looked at Qian Feng for a while, as if he was thinking about the authenticity of his words. On Qian Feng's shoulder, he said with a sly smile: "Little brother, don't be sad, look at me, I don't have any family, why don't I go through these seventeen years as usual? Why don't you go with my brother! My brother will make you popular I drink spicy ones."

When it comes to eating, Qianfeng's Wuzang Temple began to clamor unsatisfactorily. When he was in Trumen, Hongyuan would make all kinds of weird flower dew for him to drink. He didn't need to eat at all, and he would occasionally eat it. Although the food that the other senior brothers brought back from the outside was fresh and delicious, it was just a teeth-beating ceremony. Qian Feng never felt that eating was necessary.But this time when he came out, he had already drank the remaining two bottles of flower dew the day before yesterday. Little Liu was fine, he could eat some weeds to satisfy his hunger, but he didn't even find a single wild fruit. Counting the time, he Haven't eaten for two days.

Rubbing his growling stomach, Qian Feng scratched his head in embarrassment.

Seeing his appearance, the boy's eyes flashed with surprise, and he couldn't help re-examining the boy in Tsing Yi in front of him. He walked around a man and a horse, and found that except for a long box-shaped thing on his back In addition, this person is really penniless, so he couldn't help muttering softly: "I thought I ran into a fat sheep today, but I didn't expect it to be a fool."

"What fat sheep are you talking about?"

Qian Feng's voice sounded faintly beside him, the young man was startled, he didn't expect this person's hearing to be so good, he quickly covered up the resentment and unwillingness in his eyes, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth again, and he hugged Qian Feng with his long arms and said, "Brother is saying that he wants to take you down the mountain to eat fat sheep."

"Oh!" The excessive intimacy made Qian Feng extremely uncomfortable. He really wanted to cut off the arm hanging around his neck with one palm, but thinking of eating people's mouth, his palms that had just opened closed again. .

"Let's go! I'll take you down the mountain!"

Before Qian Feng's patience reached its limit, the boy let go of him and walked down the mountain first.Qian Feng quickly took Xiao Xiaoliu to follow, as if he was afraid of getting lost again.

The setting sun is like blood, smudged with the glow of the sky, even the blue, gray and three figures on the mountain road are dyed crimson, almost being swallowed up in the sunset, only the intermittent voices are heard in the empty space. The mountain stream echoed: "By the way, little brother, I haven't asked your name yet! My name is Lu Jiu, how about you?"

"Qian Feng..."

eight.

The smoke is surrounded by the moon, the water is surrounded by gauze, and there is nothing to do with the hustle and bustle.Hearing silk and bamboo in the dark is still endless, laughing and twisting flowers when the wine is full.

By the time Qian Feng followed Lu Jiu to Badao, the moon had already climbed to the tip of the willow.The night of Badao is different from that of other places. Thousands of houses are lit up and it is very lively.Walking in the crowded crowd, Qian Feng's big blinking eyes were filled with excitement, and there was always a touch of childishness on the childish doll's face, which made Lu Jiu often lost his mind and didn't realize it.

The breeze caressed, the lights were dimmed, and there were all kinds of cries and shouts, which were also mixed with the cheers of jugglers. The stalls on both sides of the road were full of goods, which made people dizzy.

The new things made Qian Feng temporarily forget his hunger. He looked around, stopped and walked, and asked Lu Jiu a few questions from time to time. At the beginning, Lu Jiu had the patience to answer him one by one, but later, he really couldn't stand him. If he was noisy, he simply ignored him and just kept walking forward.