Chapter 398 Ten Miles of Heavenly Show (Third Update)
Yingcheng, the county town of Lingjun, is one of the most prosperous places in Jiangdong. There is the Yanyu Mountain with endless singing and dancing on the terraces, Yuehu Lake where it is always suitable to wear heavy makeup and light makeup, Tianxiu River where makeup and powder flow for ten miles, and the fragrance of wine and coriander. In the outer buildings of the city, there are also the prosperous Puxian Zhai, the Wuxin Temple where Huangting is read in a thatched cottage, the Shuluyuan which is famous in Jiangdong, the Yuehua Gate which is a chivalrous and righteous person, as well as the aristocratic families that have been passed down for thousands of years.
This is the place with the largest number of outdoor scenes in Jiangzhou after Guangling, the city of Zhoucheng. It is known as the most beautiful place in the world!
It is a typical Jiangdong city with waterways extending in all directions. It is known as a three-vertical and four-lateral dragnet. When you are boating on the river, the willows on both sides of the river are hanging upside down. The rippling water surface is set off with white walls, black tiles, and bronze door knockers. It is so beautiful.
Even though the winter is extremely cold, it is difficult to see such beautiful scenery, but as the New Year is approaching, both sides of the bank are decorated with lanterns, the lights are brilliant, and they are connected with the reflections in the water, just like the Milky Way falling from the sky, which is another kind of beauty.
Meng Qi was dressed in black attire, carrying a long knife at his waist, and was sitting on a small boat. In front of him was a gray-haired old man rocking an oar. On both sides were extremely luxurious building boats, either going down the river or upstream. From time to time, women's laughter, the sound of musical instruments, the sound of guessing games, and the faint fragrance of powder wafted up, making it a night-long spectacle.
This is how beautiful the sky is and how romantic it is!
Meng Qi looked around with interest, looking over the boat from time to time towards the houses on the shore, admiring the waterside style.
From time to time, there were high-rise boats passing by on both sides, and the rich people leaning on the railings and hugging women could not bear to look down at them, allowing Meng Qi to find a unique tranquility in the hustle and bustle.
"Old man, Xiao Ke is visiting Ying City for the first time. Is there any place he must go to?" Meng Qi sat in the middle of the boat and looked at the old man rocking the oar with a smile.
The old boatman chuckled and said, "It depends on what you like, little brother. If you respect Tathagata, you must visit Samantabhadra. The monks there have great power and compassion. If you respect Yuanshi and are happy and carefree, you can take advantage of the opportunity." Wouldn’t it be great to go to Beishan in the early morning and enjoy a pot of tea while lying in bed?”
"Old man, I didn't expect that you were so articulate and elegant in your words. Everyone said that Jiangdong's humanities were at their peak. I just believed it today." Meng Qi was stunned at first, then smiled.
The old boatman's conversation is like that of a Confucian scholar who has read poetry and books.
The old boatman laughed at himself: "It's just a few days of reading in Shuluyuan when I was young. If you admire the words of saints, little brother, Shuluyuan is also a good place to go. In the Middle Ages, there were saints who gave lectures here." , left behind a small message of great righteousness, and before Shuluyuan declined, it was always known as the Holy Land of Confucianism together with the Wang family of Zhou County. "
"I get a headache when I hear the saint's words." Meng Qi teased with a smile, "I am quite interested in the food."
"Eat? You have to go to Louwailou. Beggar's Chicken, Yuehu Vinegar Fish, and Yanyu Rice Noodles. They are all famous delicacies and wines in the world. Even if they are not to your taste, you can talk more after tasting them." The old boatman immediately introduced. He said, and then rambled on about the many delicacies in the streets and alleys, speaking sincerely and with great devotion.
It took him a long time to come back to his senses and found that Meng Qi was smiling all the time and was not impatient at all.
"Brother is a hero, right?" He looked at the distinctive long knife on Meng Qi's waist.
"I have a good eye," Meng Qi praised exaggeratedly, the smile on his face not diminishing.
The old boatman sighed: "I have lived for most of my life, but this is the first time I have seen a hero like you, little brother."
"How do you say this?" Sensing that the old boatman was praising him, Meng Qi immediately perked up, sat upright, listened to the praise, and smiled a little reservedly.
"Not to mention the exterior scene experts, some of the other heroes are arrogant and refuse to look at people seriously, some are vulgar and think that swearing is bold, some are indifferent and indifferent, ordinary things can hardly disturb their mood, and some are elegant and polite. Politeness, and so on, it is rare to see a hero like you, who is so easy-going and always smiling," the old boatman said sincerely.
Since boarding the ship, he has found that this young man is always smiling. Sometimes he smiles because of the moving scenery and bustling things in the world. Sometimes he keeps smiling because he talks about topics of interest. Sometimes his words are humorous and his smile is teasing. Getting along with him makes people feel happy. Feeling better.
"Haha, my master always said that I have a quick temper." Meng Qi smiled sincerely after receiving the praise.
At this time, the sound of silk, bamboo and noise came to my ears. I looked up and saw a building boat passing by. Several young men dressed as knights were playing a blindfolded hug game with their fans. Thanks to their good ears, they succeeded every time. , attracting squeals of delight.
"I didn't expect that this New Year's Day, when the weather is extremely cold, Yingcheng would still be so lively, with so many people from all walks of life..." Meng Qi sneered.
The old boatman said: "This year, it is not like this usually. The 'Invisible Sword' He Jiu, who is number one on the list of people, hosted a banquet in Xingyun Village to entertain several other top players on the list. This is a recent sensation in the world. It is rare for him to be a knight. The chivalrous ladies come to join in the fun, even if they just watch the battle, they will benefit a lot, and here are the ones on the boat. "
He raised his chin.
"Haha, I didn't expect that the Xingyun Banquet would attract so much attention." Meng Qi sighed with a bit of vanity.
"Of course, stepping into an outdoor location is a different world. You can fly to the sky and escape from the earth, sit in one place, rarely travel on horseback, and travel around the rivers and lakes. This is no longer something we ordinary people can see. Even if you are a master of enlightenment, I am afraid that you have less exposure, so the list of people The battle is the real grand event in the world, and it can attract nine out of ten martial arts practitioners. "Born in a time when martial arts was prosperous, the old boatman rarely showed a hint of interest when he mentioned the world of martial arts.
He coughed, swung his oars, and made ripples: "I have always heard about the extraordinary powers of those who work on location. I have long understood that they are not ordinary."
Huh, is this how ordinary people view the exterior scene... Meng Qi was a little dazed, his eyes still focused on the building and boat just now.
On the boat, a young man in purple robe was so drunk that he rushed to the railing and vomited. He happened to find Meng Qi looking at him, so he took advantage of the drunkenness and yelled: "What are you looking at? If you can charter a boat yourself, it’s up to your mother to do it!”
Meng Qi smiled and said nothing, letting him curse.
The old boatman took a breath: "Brother, you are indeed different from ordinary heroes. If you are them, face is important, and you must have a fight at this time."
What a good self-cultivation!
Meng Qi smiled and said: "As a person, if you are barked by a wild dog, you can't bark at it or bite it, right?"
"It makes sense, but how can you be as knowledgeable as a wild dog? This is how a master behaves." The old boatman suddenly realized that this metaphor was good.
Hearing this, Meng Qi nodded with a serious look on his face: "So I always take a brick and throw it from a distance."
"Ah..." The old boatman didn't know what was going on, and his expression was blank.
At this time, the two ships had pulled away. Meng Qi flicked his finger, and a small piece of wood shot out, landing right in front of the purple-robed man, allowing him to step on it.
With a bang, the man in purple robe fell onto his back, and his cursing stopped immediately.
"That's it." Meng Qi smiled brightly, showing eight white teeth.
...The old boatman opened his mouth, but finally said nothing. He was speechless.
The man in purple robe struggled to get up and told his companions about the tragedy that had happened to him. The young heroes who were drunk suddenly blushed and felt that they had lost their master. They quickly urged the madam to ask the boatman to change direction and chase the boat in front. Plan to give the other person a good beating.
Seeing this scene, the old boatman was slightly panicked, but seeing the presence of the old god Meng Qi with a smile on his face, he calmed down again.
The big boat had sails and the wind was favorable, and it quickly caught up with the boat. The young men all rushed to their heads, rolled up their sleeves, and were about to jump into the river.
At this moment, the boat passed a stone arch bridge, and several people passed by on the bridge.
One of them was wearing black attire and holding a long sword. His facial features were straight, not outstanding, but his temperament was strong and heroic, like a sword unsheathed.
Meng Qi didn't pay attention to the young masters behind him. He glanced at the people on the bridge and suddenly froze, so strong!
Pulled by Qi, the man holding the knife suddenly turned his head, and his eyes met with Meng Qi's, and their pupils reflected each other.
"The River of Sword Qi" Yan Chong?
"Crazy Sword" Su Meng?
There seemed to be a sword aura surging between the two people's eyes, and the river water behind Meng Qi made a splash, setting off a big wave and hitting the building boat.
Meng Qi smiled and bowed his hands.
Yan Chong nodded and said as if he were an equal to his opponent: "See you at Xingyun Village."
After speaking, he turned his head, woke up his dull companion, and stepped off the stone arch bridge.
His companions, both male and female, kept looking back with astonishment in their eyes.
Is this "Crazy Sword" Su Meng?
Several drunk young men were doused by the water and suddenly woke up. Thinking back to the confrontation between the two, their hair stood on end and they quickly ordered the madam to turn around.
"Brother is indeed a master." The old boatman sighed.
Meng Qi accepted the praise reservedly, and just as he was about to speak, he suddenly felt something in his heart and turned to look at the building boat going down the river on the other side.
This building boat was ordinary and had no obvious features. It was currently brightly lit, and a curtain was raised in a certain room, revealing the people inside.
She is wearing plain clothes and a white skirt, and is ethereal and beautiful. Her eyes are deep, reflecting the light, like stars in the sky, bright and moving, and she seems to be affectionate and smiling.
Gu Xiaosang, the demon girl!
How dare she come?
Gu Xiaosang looked at Meng Qi with a smile. Standing next to him was a little girl of several years old, with a round face, a pink face, and a red cotton jacket.
The boat was moving very fast along the current, and the two boats were about to miss each other. Meng Qi was about to yell, "Gu Xiaosang, Gu Yaonu is here!"
At this moment, Gu Xiaosang pulled the little girl.
She immediately looked at Meng Qi and shouted:
"father!"
Meng Qi's mouth opened wide and he had forgotten what he wanted to shout.
The building boat blended into the river of boats in front and lost its trace. The old boatman shook the oar, unaware of what had just happened. When he was about to speak, he found that the younger brother was dumbfounded.