When leaving the tavern, the proprietress smiled and said that she would come often when she had time. Shen Kuang did not refuse and agreed with a smile.
Late at night, a cool breeze suddenly arises. The lights beside the street were still on, and the noise gradually became quieter. Shen Kuang walked alone on the long street, letting the breeze blow his hair.
After drinking, Shen Kuang felt very awake and without any drowsiness.
I had nothing to do and didn't want to go back to the inn, so I decided to wander around the city. Unexpectedly, I walked to a lake lined with boats.
There is a stone tablet by the lake with the word "Wangyou" engraved on it.
The lake is lined with rows of boats and the lights are bright. Standing on the shore, Shen Kuang can occasionally see sparse figures in the rows under the candlelight.
Shen Kuang walked along the lake, slowly moving forward.
In a painting boat docked on the shore, a middle-aged scribe in
small sects in the mountains and wilds came down the mountain to recruit disciples for the continuation of the sect's incense, and also in the hope of finding a few talented disciples to carry forward the sect in the future . However, there were still only a few children with excellent aptitude in the mountainous villages , so until after noon, this small sect only recruited five children with decent aptitude.Under the big tree, Shen Kuang rested leisurely , and the comfortable horses, one person and one horse, not only attracted the attention of several sect disciples, but also attracted the attention of some children.Because the tall horse next to him is really majestic, and also because he is carrying a sword behind him.Children are very curious, and once they have such an idea, it is difficult to stop it. So soon, several children crept together towards the big tree. They didn't dare to get too close, they only dared to watch from a distance.Sh
Tianmen Temple, the name of the sect sounds close to Taoism, but in fact it has nothing to do with Taoism.The foundation of Tianmen Temple is shallow, and the old temple master has only been in the early stage of Guiyuan Realm in his whole life . Among the three second-generation disciples in front of him, the one with the highest cultivation level is the person who spoke, who is in the early stage of Wanxiang Realm.Their realm may be acceptable in their own mountain gate, but to Shen Kuang, it is really not worth mentioning.As soon as the disciple Fang finished speaking, he didn't care about the child in front of Shen Kuang and rushed forward with his sword.Seeing this, Shen Kuang dodged over several children to protect them behind him. However , Shen Kuang didn't even look at the attacking disciple. He held the unsheathed Youya and waved it lightly, and a flash of sword energy flashed out. He rushed to the disciple.The opponent didn't even
Sangyu Village and the brief play with the children added a bit of relaxation and humor to Shen Kuang's journey, and the trace of unhappiness mixed with it quickly dissipated into the sky with the breeze.After leaving Sangyu Village, the sun was actually quite bright. Shen Kuang wore a bamboo hat and rode along the mountain road until the evening. He stopped at a waterfall in the mountains and prepared to camp here tonight.The waterfall is not big, with a drop of about two to three feet, and the water flow is not too fast.However, it may be due to years of erosion that a natural deep pool has been formed under the waterfall. The water in the pool is crystal clear, and there are countless swimming fish in it. Under the sunlight, the fish are swaying.The fish in the pond are plump, which is why Shen Kuang chose to sleep here.There was a lot of green grass in the mountains and forests. After Shen Kuang tied the horse hero in an open space under
I didn't dare to think any more, and I didn't dare to let down my guard.Shen Kuang stayed away from the cold pool a little , lest the senior would come back to punish him later if he was displeased.At this point, Shen Kuang was still somewhat frightened. Mountain spirits and ghosts are extremely rare, but he encountered several of them in just a few months. Fortunately, none of them hurt anyone's feelings, otherwise he would never stand here unharmed.After quietly catching a glimpse of the girl no longer in the distance, Shen Kuang completely relaxed. He sorted out other items placed by the pool, and then walked to the hero. He patted the hero's belly, it looked like he had a good meal.The two plump big fish were quickly disemboweled by Shen Kuang and grilled on the fire. The charcoal fire quickly made the fish shiny and the aroma quickly spread.Hantan fish fat , it's a pity that Shen Kuang didn't have any other seasonings, otherwise it woul
The so-called senior is actually just a charming person who is ignorant of worldly affairs , while the so-called junior is a green-shirted man with "everything in mind".Shen Kuang does not think that his knowledge is the whole world, he is just the most ordinary person in this world. Fortunately, he has a lot of stories in his mind, so drinking with them is the most enjoyable.Shen Kuang told Qingdai what happened along the way, but he did not describe himself as the protagonist.He had fights and calm moments along the way, but more often than not he chased the wind and the moon.As a listener, Qingdai was quickly brought into Shen Kuang's world. In Qingdai's mind, the man in green shirt emerged. He walked such a long way to reach the master. Fortunately, there was someone beside him. other people.Unknowingly, the night has shrouded, the moon has quietly climbed into the sky, the breeze blows in the mountains, and the firelight sways in the fo
The old man who had stayed here for half his life seemed a little proud when he said this.Si Shui Village is a place of wanton behavior.There are not many guests in the inn on weekdays, so there are only two people, the old shopkeeper and the boy, who do everything from sweeping to cooking. What the old shopkeeper did the most on weekdays was to lean on the counter and smoke cigarettes while quietly watching the pedestrians coming and going outside the door, and those people seemed to have never changed. The old were old and the children were children. .After all the food was served, the boy retreated to a square table under the counter and sat down. He occasionally glanced back in the direction of Shen Kuang, as if to observe whether the guests liked it or not.Shen Kuang tasted the Qiaoqiaoshao wine first. The wine tasted soft in the mouth, but the aftertaste was mixed with a bit of violence, which was quite different.After seeing Shen Kuan
Drink a glass of wine and feel contented and happy .The old shopkeeper Tao Ran, whose real name is Tao Yi, is one of the three swordsmen in the Jianghu. In the era when the Crazy Sword Zhu Tan and the Shaking Sun Sword Qi Hongming had not yet become famous, there was only one sword in the Jianghu, so he was also known as the Sword Saint in the Jianghu. However, few people in the Jianghu know his name now.Tao Yi, the Sword Saint , has a name that sounds more like a girl's nickname, but he is never gentle when he strikes with his sword.Sishui Village, in fact, not only has a very strange name, but also has an even stranger place. This place between the mountains is actually a world in a painting. Even Tao Yi accidentally stumbled into this place and only then did he know the mystery.A landscape painting, painted with freehand brushstrokes, depicts a world of its own. As for who painted it, Tao Yi has no idea.Sishui Village are not actually rea
Shen Kuang led his horse and left slowly. The old shopkeeper on the counter just shouted loudly and walked more slowly. After that, he smiled and smoked dry cigarettes again.Coming and going , going round and round, endlessly.As Shen Kuang walked, he looked back and glanced at the old shopkeeper Tao Ran. The old shopkeeper had a smile on his face, as usual.The twilight old man has a temperament that is not inferior to the top strong men. He is an old shopkeeper of a mountain inn, an old man who loves to smoke dry cigarettes, and maybe a martial artist who has retired to the world.But no matter which identity it is, it's weird to put it here .Shen Kuang waved goodbye to the old shopkeeper, saying goodbye and never seeing him again.The more the shopkeeper behaves like this, the more worried Shen Kuang feels. Only when he is far away can he feel at ease. Having met Qingdai before and then straying into this so-called painting world is no