The mountains are north, the heart is north, and people are also north; watch the mountains and water, and watch the Feng Shui!
The journey was full of sorrow, as we were getting further and further away from the mountain where Cheng Laoxian passed away, and everyone's mood was slowly improving. Before they knew it, it had been more than half a month since they left Lingyuan City in the north.
Liu Yi, who received the Taoist supreme magical power Purple Qi from the East, did not undergo any changes in his body and remained as usual, as if he were a normal person.
And in this young winter, on this distant morning with clear wind and clear clouds, the indifferent Liu Yi walked into the arena in a daze, and unknowingly began to perform his own romantic style.
Wandering around the rivers and lakes reminiscing about old travels, Dongfang Chunsheng, who had the honor to follow Emperor Shenwu in his northern expedition when he was young, kept talking about the past along the way. All the details of the Qin-Han War forty-five years ago were passed down by Dongfang Chunsheng through words and were firmly engraved in Liu's memory. Yi's mind.
Drifting in the rivers and lakes, getting along with each other for half a month, Shi Chen, who had a cold temperament, gradually became active with everyone. He often sang with Xia Qing, or complimented each other, or bickered, which added a lot of joy and sunshine to the journey.
Of course, thanks to Death Shichen along the way, he almost took care of the chores of survival in the wild, such as keeping watch, making fires, chopping firewood, and foraging for food, and served several people properly and comfortably.
Especially in the past few days, the Lingyuan Mountains were covered with snow, snow was heavy on the branches, and the weather was suddenly cold. The whole group was shivering from the cold.
That night, the deceased man stayed up all night, searched around, stabbed three big insects to death, skinned and removed the bones, and bought a tiger skin coat for each person. Everyone wore it to warm their hearts. From then on , Xiao Dongfangyu regarded Shi Chen as a model of honesty, trustworthiness and justice.
At this moment, the dead man wrapped the hilt of his sword in a rag and said to Xia Qing who was opening the water tank next to him, "There are no high mountains in the Lingyuan Mountains, and you will know the cold when the geese pass over Lingyuan. The Lingyuan Mountains have protected the Central Plains a lot." The wind and cold have passed through the Lingyuan Mountains, and the temperature has become so cold that even Zhangwu County, known as the Central Plains Beyond the Great Wall, can freeze people's jaws."
"Quzhou and Bozhou are bounded by the Lingyuan Mountains, with mountains to the south and north. The scenery is different and the people are also different. Quzhou covers almost all of the ancient Central Plains and is the well-deserved first state of Kyushu. Its customs, customs, and nature It's not comparable to Bozhou." Xia Qing shook her crotch, put away the little bird, rubbed the hem of her clothes with her hand, and said carelessly to Shi Chen, "Although Huaxing County, which is now under Quzhou, is the hinterland of the old Yan , but there has been no war for a hundred years, and the legacy has been greatly changed. This Lingyuan! It has been many years since there has been a righteous man with tragic songs, generous, vulgar and chivalrous!"
Death Shichen swayed lightly to the top of a tree, stood on one foot, looked far into the distance, stretched out his hand and pointed far away, saying, "Look, after passing the mountain in front of you, you will reach the boundary of Zhangwu County, Bozhou. Originally, you At my feet is the border of the Han Dynasty, but in that unprecedented battle forty-five years ago, the white mountains and black waters in front of you and me were all covered by the territory of the Han Dynasty. Haha, the Emperor Shenwu was so aggressive when he swept the northern border! "
Xia Qing, who had not been out of Huaxing County for a long time, felt a little emotional at this time. He sat on the tree stump and sighed, "The vast traces of Yu are painted as Jiuzhou. Fifteen years ago, Emperor Liu Yan used the book "Jiuzhou" written by Mr. Dongfang. "Landscape Map" was used as the outline to redefine Jiuzhou. This land to the north of the Lingyuan Mountains was named Bozhou because of its vast territory, rich resources, vast territory and sparsely populated areas, and its heroic spirit. Bozhou has a vast territory and sparsely populated areas. Building the Great Wall, building border defenses, relocating people, repairing bridges and canals, Bozhou has some fireworks, but it will take a generation to make Noda Bozhou as prosperous as the Central Plains."
Death Shichen narrowed his eyes into a thin line, with a look of longing on his face, "The dusk snow rushes to the north of the Great Wall, and the strong wind blows through my clothes. If I didn't come to Bozhou, I wouldn't know the strong folk customs. If I didn't come to Bozhou, I wouldn't know the bitter cold on the frontier. If I didn't come to Bozhou, I wouldn't know how to make liquor. It’s strong. If I can go to the north in my lifetime and take a look at the Sige River in the north of Muzhou and the Great Wall in the north of Bozhou, I will understand the truth that Mount Cao Mengde never gets tired of being high and the sea never gets tired of being deep!”
"I'm talking about Lao Chen, it usually takes a lot of effort to ask you to compose a poem. Why are you sighing like this today?" Death Shichen fell back to the ground, and Xia Qing stepped forward and put his arms around Death Shichen.
"Bah, as soon as I take a shit, you come here and let me write the lyrics, just like a bird! Why, your nickname is the Shithole Immortal? Are you always looking forward to becoming an immortal and amazing with your shit?" Death Shichen looked at it with disgust. He looked at Xia Qing and started to bicker with him.
Dongfang Chunsheng came to the two of them, "Haha, Xiaochen! Your mouth can kill more people than your sword. But when you mentioned shit and urine, I felt a little emotional. I also forgot how many years ago it was, Shuang Jianliang. Steps, the wind carried Youyan, I followed the army to the north of Daqin, and on the way back from the tragic victory, I really peed a lot in the Lingyuan Mountains. Hahaha, of course, many graves were erected here, at that time , Mountains are connected to mountains, graves are connected to graves, they are all similar. In the end, it is not clear whether the mountain is a mountain or whether the grave is a grave. However, there is nothing to lament. When the country is in trouble, everyone has the will to die and no desire to live. Living and singing together, dying in the same cave, that’s good, that’s good too!”
As Dongfang Chunsheng laughed, the wrinkles on the old man's face became more wrinkled, and paired with the tiger fur and white snow, there was a sense of vicissitudes of life.
As time went by, Shi Shichen's injuries healed and his mood became better. At this moment, he only heard Dongfang Chunsheng's praise, and automatically ignored Dongfang Chunsheng's emotional words. He laughed and said humbly, "Oh, Old man, you are putting this junior down by saying this. Although I am the best assassin in the world, people who are sharper than me are ranked north of the Great Wall, hahaha!"
"Bah, you are trying to put money on your own face. Why didn't I see how you could be ranked in the rankings?" Xia Qing looked disgusted.
As they were about to leave the mountain, everyone was in a better mood. Dongfang Chunsheng gradually began to talk more. He looked at the dead man Chen and said with a smile, "You little boy, you are wasting your time in martial arts. If you are in literature, you must be like Young Master Honglu back then." A great hero like Qing Zhouan!"
This compliment made Death Shichen look proud, and he straightened his back in front of Dongfang Chunsheng.
"Where's me? Grandpa! Where's me?" Dongfang Yu stepped forward and hugged Dongfang Chunsheng's arm. After speaking coquettishly, he rubbed his little head against Dongfang Chunsheng's tiger fur.
"Hahaha! My granddaughter will definitely be wearing Zhai clothes and wearing a twelve-flower tree crown in the future!" Dongfang Yu pinched her little nose, showing her indescribable affection.
Zhai Yi is the highest-level dress worn by concubines in ancient China. It can be seen from Dongfang Chunsheng's words that he hoped that his granddaughter would become the empress of the empire in the future.
This ambition is really not small!
"The old man has great ambitions! The younger generation admires him. I think this kid's eyes are as dark as the clouds, his eyebrows are as bright as the rain, and he is born with good fortune. Little Dongfang will be sure to do anything in the future!" Death Shichen's flattery was neither light nor heavy.
Dongfang Yu was very happy after hearing this. The little girl's eyes widened and her lips turned up, looking extremely arrogant.
"Xiao Chen, a few days ago you told me about the assassination of Liu Zhai that night. I have thought about it carefully these past few days. If I am not mistaken, the person you fought with should be Liu Xing, the current head of the Liu family in Lingyuan. It’s true. Hmph! For so many years, this old turtle house has been hidden in a deep dock, with the door closed and the terrace closed. It’s very hidden.” Dongfang Chunsheng smiled contemptuously.
"Hey! Senior, we lost that night because we were careless and underestimated the enemy. Hey, the weasel has fallen into the henhouse!" Death Shichen cried sadly, his face full of grievance.
Seeing the dead man's appearance, Xia Qing sat aside and snickered.
Dongfang Chunsheng patted Xia Qing lovingly, and said to comfort the deceased Chen, "No, Xiaochen, you must not generalize. Liu Xing is suffering from a hidden disease, which is known to the world. If I infer that I am right, That pool of water must be blessed by divine and mysterious magic, which allowed the terminally ill Liu Xing to defeat you. Otherwise, with your ability to break through the city, only a master above the peak of immortality would be able to hurt you with three moves. Huh, don’t blame me. Li, that Liu Xingzhi is so talented, even if he practices for another eight hundred years, he will never live forever!"
Death Shichen asked curiously, "How did senior know that there was something wrong with the water in the pool?"
Dongfang Chunsheng rubbed his old hands and squinted his eyes and said, "You were defeated by Liu Xing with three moves outside Qingheju hut. According to the scene you described at that time, Liu Xing's realm must be slightly higher than yours. I judge that Liu Xing should be in the end of things." , haven’t entered the first stage of immortality yet. After your defeat, if Liu Xing personally pursues you that night, Xiaochen, I’m afraid you won’t even be able to get out of the gate of Qingheju!”
Death Shichen nodded awkwardly.
Dongfang Chunsheng didn't show a trace of emotion on his face and said calmly, "Then, why didn't Liu Xing take action personally, but instead went to all the trouble to let his servants hunt us down? I thought about it, and there is only one reason. Liu Xing can't leave. His three-inch hut, as soon as he leaves the hut, his old disease relapses and he becomes like a useless person!"
Seeing the decadent look on the deceased Chen's face, Dongfang Chunsheng comforted him in time, "Xiao Chen, there is no need to belittle yourself. Liu Xing, an old man who is about to die, how many years does he have left? If you are serious with him, aren't you just getting into trouble with yourself?" ?”
"That's what the old man said!"
Chen Quan, the dead man, thought that these words were Dongfang Chunsheng's comfort and persuasion. He hurriedly responded, but he thought in his heart: Senior Dongfang is an unarmed old man who recites books. How can there be a martial arts practitioner who can kill Jianghan with swords and make pills with anger? The perception. Hey, after this battle, it may take some time for my sword heart to be replenished and restored.
But what Shishichen didn't know was that many, many years ago, Dongfang Chunsheng was once a most talented and beautiful person in the world. However, the years, like wind and sand, gradually buried the past.
The romance in the rivers and lakes never shows nostalgia for old friends, and the history book a hundred years later never records everyone's name.
Everything yesterday is like a dream.
