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An old fisherman was drying his nets. He was not surprised at all when he saw her coming. He nodded at her lightly and said, "Zhou girl, it's not a coincidence, that kid woke up a few days ago and wanted to wait for you for a while. God, itâs really impossible, I just went back to retreat yesterday.â
Zhou Fei sighed indistinctly, and said, "There is some trouble on the way."
The old fisherman pointed to a natural rocky mountain: "Come on, I'll leave a letter for you."
âăChapter 126
Zhou Fei did not move.
She is like a traveler who has come back after a long journey. She may not be unhappy, but she is very tired. She is so tired that she does not want to speak when she sees her relatives who care about her every day. As if indifferent.
Zhou Fei stood by the water for a while, and saw the fine lĂ ng flowers patted the reefs on the shore back and forth, and some of the fishing nets fell into the water. with a strange luster. After a long while, she lightly poked the ground with the broken cover, took out a small porcelain bottle, and said, "I found the legendary 'Zhu Ming Huowei Rough', which was ground into powder before I brought it back, I don't know if there is any Useless."
Zhou Fei got the map from Zhou Yitang and ran to dig Liang Shao's tomb upside down.
Liang Xiangye was also miserable. Before his death, he did everything he could, but after his death there was no peace. The grave was dug up more than once. When Zhou Fei went, he could not even find his bones. The "three longs and two shorts" of dĂ ngdĂ ng are very desolate. Fortunately, the visitors who came first were very purposeful in finding things. Most of the funeral objects did not move. Zhou Fei took out all the things related to the Great Medicine Valley and sent them to Penglai, while the others were sold to individuals. qĂng, sent it to Ying He.
Over the years, Zhou Fei has followed the book "Hundred Poisons" by Lu Run, a prodigy who has gone astray in the past, and has traveled through countless strange places in the world. Experts in rare and rough medicine, but the results always seem to be unsatisfactory, and it is difficult to cure the symptoms.
Sometimes Zhou Fei would also think, if she was Xie Yun, would she be willing to hang her breath like this and spend most of her life in a coma?
Just thinking about it makes her feel crazy.
Zhou Fei often felt very discouraged when her thoughts were so sluggish, but she was a little paranoid in her heart. Although she was discouraged, she never gave up. After a night of depression, she could still "resurrection" the next day.
Xie Yun's awake time was very short. At the beginning, he was awakened by the internal force of the three elders on his island. He was almost unconscious. The "Jiaoxiang" made by Jiaodan has just turned a little bit, and has been able to get up and move around for a while now, but unfortunately... Zhou Fei hurried to catch up, but still didn't catch up.
Zhou Fei said softly, "I haven't found the kind of inner strength that Master Tongming said."
The old fisherman was not surprised. He pulled the fishing net in his hands attentively, and said without raising his head, "I heard that your footsteps were a little heavy when you came in, and you seemed to be hesitant, so you knew there was no result."
There are actually four people in the legendary "Penglai Immortal". In order to save Xie Yun, a senior passed away without the knowledge of the other three, and has passed away. Now, there is only one eminent monk, Tongming, and the other one who is in the dark. Guozijian, Master Lin, who loves misunderstanding children, and this old fisherman.
This old man dressed as a fisherman is named Chen Junfu. His name and appearance are unremarkable. Not many people know about it, but the things he makes are very famous-for example, Shanchuan swords were made for his wife in the early years. , and later fell into the invulnerable "Mu Yunsha" in the hands of Zheng Luosheng, the master of Qinglong.
According to legend, this person has a pair of hands that can turn stone into gold, organs, weapons, treasures... everything is jÄŤng.
Compared with Master Tongming, who always speaks in a Zen machine, and Master Lin, who is less than four or six years old, Zhou Fei is more willing to chat with this old Chen.
For more than three years, even though Zhou Fei was born to be a jerk who likes to jump, she has calmed down after repeated disappointments. She sat with the old fisherman, and said dejected words, but there was no turbulence on her face, as if she was just chatting with him. Homely.
Zhou Fei asked, "Old Chen, what if I can't find it in the end?"
The old fisherman took out a strangely-shaped shuttle and started weaving another layer of net at a hand speed that could not be seen clearly. Mole's satin is even thinner.
Although Chen Jun's hands were fast, he spoke very slowly. He said quietly: "The first time Lao Lin saw you, he wanted to play tricks. At that time, you had nothing to do with him. Now it's only two or three years. I don't dare to mess with you anymore, do you know why?"
Although Zhou Fei is a martial arts idiot, there are times when he doesn't want to discuss martial arts. Hearing the words, he said sullenly, "I don't know.
Chen Junfu stretched out his hand and gently pulled the fishing line, and the fishing line was cut off by him neatly. The big "fishing net" spread out on the ground moved a little, and the scorching light "squeaked" and flowed like a splash. He raised his dark face, squinted and smiled at Zhou Fei, and said, "Because other people are either walking uphill or downhill, or standing still, their feet are ups and downs, and they all have their place. You are different. You are not walking on a slope, but a cliff. There is no way between the stone steps. You can only jump up desperately. I had to fall to pieces, this is the way to die and then live - I ask you, have you ever been afraid?"
Zhou Fei was stunned for a while, then nodded and said, "En."
I'm afraid it's normal for people, but she was infected with bad luck by Xie Yun. Every time she was in danger, she seemed to be stuck in a stone fèng. didn't work either.
Chen Junfu asked, "What do you do when you are afraid?"
"I just thought that I was actually on the first floor... or on the stone steps higher. When I thought about my confidence, I felt that this step was not a problem." Zhou Fei pursed her lips and nodded at Chen Junfu, MianqiĂĄng said with a smile, "I see, thank you Chen Lao for your pointers."
"What are you pointing out, it's just to teach you to deceive yourself and feel better, let's go." Chen Junfu waved at her and got busy again.
Zhou Fei turned around and walked into Xie Yun's retreat. As soon as she arrived at the door, she already felt the heat on the pavement. A peculiar smell came out from it. It was Jiaoxiang. It is said that ordinary people meditate inside for a while and take a few sips of Jiaoxiang. , Internal cultivation can do more with half the effort - just don't stay for a long time, otherwise it will damage the meridians.
Dòng's mansion was brightly lit by these wealthy old people from Penglai. There were no torches on the walls, all of them were luminous pearls the size of fists. Zhou Fei was stunned as soon as she entered - saw that she was bald the last time she came. On the stone wall, a piece of rhododendron was painted with heavy colors. The painting is so good that the red hunting red can almost be faked. Turning up the flame-like red là ng, asked people to take a look, and the lingering depression in chest seemed to lighten a bit.
In the fragrance of Jiao, a person who had lost a lot of weight was lying quietly on it, his pale face was a little bloodier than the painting on the wall, and he was holding a crimson warm jade in his hand.
Zhou Fei walked slowly to his side and sat down, feeling that the whole stone was as hot as a stove, and Xie Yun's side could be cooler with the big ice cubes.
She looked up at the painting on the wall and said to Xie Yun, "What did you paint? Tsk, you are quite leisurely."
Naturally, the person lying down couldn't answer, but Xie Yun answered - Zhou Fei's eyes swept across the red cuckoo on the whole wall, and found a few lines of inscriptions and signed them in the corner, and first wrote a sentence of "Look back" by Bai Letian. The peaches and plums are colorless, and the hibiscus is not a flower in the reflection.â Later, he said, âAfter a big dream, in the dream, I saw mountains and flowers like emeralds. If I saw an old friend, I was overjoyed.â
Zhou Fei laughed involuntarily when she saw the words "think about it".
Then, when she saw the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the small table next to her, she jumped down from the stone bed, walked lightly to the small table, and read the letter Xie Yun left her.
I saw a few paintings spread out on the table, the first one was of a thirteen- or fourteen-year-old girl, very childish, slender and beautiful, standing on one leg on a large rock, tilting her head and looking out of the painting, her eyes widened. Flying, looking very arrogant.
Zhou Fei raised her eyebrows in surprise, vaguely remembering that this was the first time she saw Xie Yun in Xi Mojiang Middle School when she was young. She couldn't remember a little, but she didn't expect Xie Yun's writing to be so complete. Zhou Fei's heart skipped a beat at first... Unexpectedly, when she saw the inscription, she suddenly changed from being moved to being angry - that unlucky thing named Xie named this painting "Shui Rong Ji'ng When I was a Child".
The second picture shows a young girl, grown up, with a handsome face, holding a skull in her hand, and is placing it on a pile of skeletons, next to a pile of dark shadows, only a beam of moonlight shines down, Falling on the girl's back.
Zhou Fei suppressed the turbulence in her heart this time, and went to read the question first, and saw that it was written on the painting, "Going down to the ground alone, preparing for the Black Big Dipper Eight Hundred Little Kings".
Zhou Fei: "..."
She gritted her teeth in place and glanced back at Xie Yun. wonder if it was her illusion, but she always felt that Xie Yun still had a wicked smile on the corner of her mouth.
For a moment, Zhou Fei suddenly felt that her heart that was dragging her feet was really unnecessary. This layman thought that he could play like this, and it seemed that he was still far from death.
She secretly cursed "Damn" and opened the third painting angrily.
The third picture shows a young girl, who is a little older than the previous girl. The facial features are exactly the same as the first two, but the person is smiling. She is wearing a red dress with flying corners and temples like crow feathers. , with the same look, standing in the middle of a large azalea, carrying a long knife behind his back.
Zhou Fei was stunned for a while, and suddenly felt inexplicably that she really should wear such a red dress.
Immediately, she shook her head again and looked at Xie Yun's inscription on the ruined painting. The inscription said: "The immortal in the painting is."
"It's" something, it disappeared after that, Zhou Fei searched for it for a while, and found two words in the corner: "Guess".
Zhou Fei couldn't help but asked, "Your painting is called 'Guess'?"
Xie Yun was silent, but following her movements, a small envelope fell on the scroll with a note attached to it, saying, "I guessed wrong, it's not you, it's my daughter-in-law."
Zhou Fei opened the envelope in disbelief, and saw that the familiar handwriting of "Lie Hate Building" and "The Voice of Jackdaw" was written neatly and neatly.
"A Fei," he wrote, "I am very happy to hear that you are coming soon. There are many shrimp soldiers and crabs on the coast of the East China Sea, all of whom are of the same family as you. It is very delicious to dip in oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and minced ginger. You can share it with you. So close..."
Xie Yun's letter didn't mention a single word, nor did he thank her miserably for running around. While joking to entertain her, he listed the delicious and fun things in Penglai and asked her to look at the pillow. The small box that was inside, mysteriously said that there was a "special treasure" in it, but Zhou Fei opened it according to her words and found a pile of shells that made her laugh and laugh.
At the end, Xie Yun pitifully begged: "The pen and ink have all been placed on the second stone table, I have your pity, the long discussion is very good, just a few words can be used, I hope you can reply one or two, and explain my thoughts in the pen."
Then he added superfluous instructions: "Also: the pen and ink are only for writing on paper, do not use it for other purposes."
Zhou Fei didn't want to pick up a pile of pen and ink, but after reading this sentence, she was instantly inspired, she grinned, rolled up her sleeves, dipped in thick ink, and came to the ignorant Xie Yun, thinking: " You brought it on yourself."
She stretched out her hand to compare Xie Yun's face, and then decisively swiped her pen. She started to smash flowers on Duan Wang's face with nose and eyes. First, she drew a rounded edge on his face, and then His eyebrows were drawn into two black bars, three beards were hooked on each side of his face, and finally a straight "king" was added between his foreheads.
After painting, Zhou Fei tilted her head and looked at him for a moment, but still felt that something was missing, so she pulled Xie Yun's empty hand over and wrote on his palm, "I need a beating."
Zhou Fei hovered in the furnace-like mountain for a while, and when she came out again, the hesitation and exhaustion she felt when she came was swept away.
Chen Junfu said without raising his head, "Are you gone?"
"Let's go." Zhou Fei nodded at him, "Chongyang still has to go home. Once Cao Zhongkun dies, my father will probably be busy again. I'll look around again and find a way to get another gall."
"Don't worry, there is enough to burn for a few years." Chen Junfu said, raised his hand and threw a bright object to her, "Take it."
Zhou Fei caught it, seeing that it was a close-fitting soft armor, slender in size and as light as nothing: "Mu Yunsha?"
"What kind of rubbish is Mu Yunsha?" Chen Junfu laughed, "but it's not a big deal. I have leftover scraps the size of a palm from my fishing net. If I make something that no one else can wear, it's enough for you. Old man. How about giving it a name called 'Caixia'?"
Zhou Fei: "..."
No wonder Xie Yun still has a hobby of collecting shells.
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Zhou Fei picked out a few pretty ones from the box of leftover shells that Xie Yun had left for her, pierced them by herself, and put them in the little shirt knitted by Chen Lao's fishnet leftovers, so she wore this outfit. The rags are gone, and if she goes to get two more sacks with patches, she can be a small leader in the beggar gang with just this outfit.
Zhou Fei planned to go home first to return with Li Jinrong, and then go to Zhou Yitang to see if he had anything to send. No other gall can dig.
All martial arts in the Central Plains have their own systems, with names, surnames and origins. If there is the kind of internal power that Master Tongming said, it should not be unknown. Since it can't be found in the Central Plains martial arts, Zhou Fei thought about it. Maybe you can go outside the Great Wall and try your luck in southern Xinjiang. For this reason, she also agreed to go to the southern border to compete with Yang Jin after the winter, so that he could help him pay attention to the strange people and strange things in the southern border.
There are so many things, big and small, that they can be scheduled for the opening of the next year. Zhou Fei did not dare to delay. She was adorned with shells, and walked all the way down the official road. ââThis is played back a little more subtly, mixed in with a lot of ordinary fireworks, not like some urgent matter, but more obscure communication.
Zhou Fei pulled the reins halfway, and frowned as she looked at the direction of the fireworks dissipating. wonder if all the troublemakers in the Forty-Eight Villages were sent out by Li Jinrong, otherwise, why would they be a monster every few minutes?
However, since she had seen it, she definitely couldn't leave it alone, so she had no choice but to rush over there.
The horses let off their hooves and ran away for a moment. The night sky was like a festival. Fireworks exploded one after another. From a distance, you could hear the roar of people at the place where the flowers were set. More and more people met on the road Get up and seem to be running over there.