Legend of Fei Chapter 4: Xie Yun
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"Crossing the Mojiang River" is a catch phrase often used by the younger disciples of the Forty-eight Village. It is the same as "kill you" and "please eat some other day", just talk casually, it has no practical meaning. .
And the reason for this is a long story.
Since the rebellion of the Sanzhaizhai, Forty-Eight Village has suffered a serious injury. However, in recent years, the north-south confrontation has caused more chaos and complexity. Forty-Eight Village has harbored many imperial court criminals, so it has to be strictly controlled. .
This place is mountainous, and there are countless secret roads and guard posts along the mountain road. There is a change in one party, and the news can be spread across the entire Shu immediately. Usually, you have to keep a record of whoever enters and exits. Who, because of what, How long you have been there, etc., the ins and outs must be complete, so that you can check it at any time. Everyone has his own token, with a name and a surname on it, so stealing other people’s tokens is not acceptable.
The young disciples who have not yet come to the teacher are not allowed to go down the mountain casually. Even if the teacher is counted, the masters of each family will check them out. The master does not nod, and the ability to fly to the sky is not good-but there is an exception, which is to be oneself. The strength of the people who have crossed the Ximojiang River.
Ximojiang is the only place in the entire Forty-Eight Villages that does not have guards day and night. At the southeast end, two places are separated like cowherd and weaver **** the high mountain and stone walls. There is a wide Ximojiang in the middle, which is a sky moat.
There are countless local folk tales about the Ximo River. Because the water in the river is neither blue nor green, it looks dark, and when it is condescending, it looks like a huge black agate. When the old village owner was alive, he used to spend it. For more than three years, it took countless manpower and material resources to polish away the trees and the big bumps on both sides of the mountain wall little by little. The two large mirrors on the mountain wall were also darkened by the river water. , Not only is it not easy to climb on both sides of the mountain walls, but it can also be patrolled.
Even if someone really has nothing to do, it’s okay to be able to get down to the middle of the river. There is an old man in the heart of Ximojiang. I don’t know how old he is, and I don’t know his ins and outs. Zhou Fei feels that he has been there since his life. He was called "Lao Yu", and he was the **** of the forty-eight villages.
In addition to an old fisherman in the Ximo River, there are countless traps.
Zhou Fei remembered that when he was a child, the entry and exit of the Forty-eight Village was not so strict. There was a wave of unlucky brothers who didn’t know what medicine they had taken wrong. However, the next day without exception, they were all **** with twine and hung from the cliff.
Lao Yu is very tidy. Not only did he tie his feet, he aligned the feet of these people and arranged them in a row according to the tall and short ones. From a long distance, the neatness was very pleasing to the eye.
At that time, Li Jinrong ordered people to put down these disciples who didn't know the heights of the earth, and joked that if anyone can pass Ximojiang in the future, he will be regarded as a teacher. When these words came out, it sparked the enthusiasm of generations of disciples trying to cross the river, but unfortunately they all failed.
Unsuccessful so far.
Zhou Fei frowned slightly, feeling that Li Sheng was fine looking for trouble.
Li Sheng stared at her closely, with a malicious smile, and said in a low voice: "It's okay if you're afraid. I know you are not a person who likes to complain. Today, I have not said that you Never heard of it."
The so-called "excited generals" is sometimes really powerful. No matter how you say "I won't eat your radicals" in your mouth, you will still get angry with anger.
The more you yell at you, the more angry you are. Zhou Fei has no interest in provoking Yu Lao in the middle of the night. He thinks Li Sheng is sick intellectually, but emotionally, he can't hear the "scared" sound.
At this time, Miss Li Yan, the dung stick, said she thought she was justified and said: "A Fei, let’s go, ignore him. No one has ever crossed the Ximo River in the middle of the night. Li Sheng, you must be crazy, forty-eight. Can’t you be installed in the village?"
Li Sheng shook his head, and laughed very restrained and arrogantly: "How big is the world, how big is the world? The masters of this generation are like the crucian carp who crosses the river, there are countless, and there is a forty-eight village. No one can live it before, so I can't live it? I want to be the first person like this!"
When every young man blurted out such rhetoric, he was full of true feelings, but he did not consider himself a little disciple. "There are as many peerless masters as crucian carp across the river" and he has no relationship with him. .
Anyway, since the ability can no longer be aloof, at least the line of sight can be far away. In this way, people can also have the illusion that they are "not in the pool."
While Zhou Fei thought he was ridiculous, he was involuntarily stunned by the phrase "how big is the world". This is not a contradiction, because they all think that the "first person" is themselves.
She glanced at Li Sheng: "When shall I fish for you?"
Li Sheng ignored her verbal provocation, and only said: "The day after tomorrow, three quarters of a hour."
"Oh, fifteen," Zhou Fei smiled unclearly, "Good day, the moon is shining, in case of an accident, howl, Lao Yu can see who you are."
She did not say to go, nor did she say nothing, she reached out and patted Li Yan on the shoulder, very carefully wiped back the snot and tears of the smelly girl, and then she carried her narrow-backed knife. go with.
No matter what Li Sheng plans, Tiangong is very unbeautiful—the fifteenth of this month is a cloudy day.
The moon is dark and the wind is high.
Xie Yun lay quietly on the top of the tree, breathing in and out, as if he had merged with the tree. There is a nest of birds far away from his two fists. The big bird is protecting the young, and the nest of young and old is sleeping on all sides, not at all disturbed by the human sarcoma next to him.
Suddenly, a gust of wind swept across, and the big bird jerked his spirits and opened his eyes vigilantly. I saw two legitimate outposts in Forty-Eight Village galloping past the dense forest.
The people in Forty-Eight Village are not relatives. They are both father and son brothers and soldiers. There is an unspeakable understanding between them. The two of them looked at each other from a distance of eight feet. They didn't even have to make gestures, even if they had communicated. , Immediately divided into two groups, one searching the main road and the other searching the small road, and both disappeared in a blink of an eye.
When the two walked away, Big Bird turned his head and tilted his head to stare at Xie Yun.
Xie Yun didn't move his eyelids, his eyes were quiet and dead, and the bird stared at him for a moment. Except for the strange appearance of this "branch", he didn't see any problems, so he moved his head to the wings with confidence. Buried next and fell asleep again.
Quietly in the dense forest, the sound of frogs from unknown places has a narrow rhythm, whispering to bugs big and small, about the time of a stick of incense, just two sentries suddenly jump from nowhere. Come out and gather in place-it turns out that the two of them just pretended to chase.
The two searched the neighborhood, but the ghost shadow didn't find one.
The younger one said, "Fourth brother, maybe we are mistaken."
The older man said cautiously: "One day may be wrong, we two have four eyes, can we still see wrong every day? This person must be very light at work. These days, he has been around our village, I don’t know. What's the intention... Anyway, go back and send a letter to tell my brothers to stay alert tonight. If something happens, we haven't caught anyone, but the first one hundred and eight light and dark piles, he is alone, even a living sparrow. Can’t fly over."
When the two of them left, after about half an hour, the moon covered by the clouds showed up again, and Xie Yun's gaze moved lightly, and in an instant he changed back to life. The thing, and then fell to the ground like a feather.
He is about the age of a crown, and he has a pair of flat lake-like eyes, as if he could converge in all the faint moonlight around him, reflecting a motionless moonlight, extremely bright and extremely quiet.
He leaned on the tree trunk and thought for a moment, reached out into his arms, and drew out a palm-sized token--if there were some important figures here, he would be shocked, and it was engraved with a big seal on it." The emperor’s letter treasures, the nation’s luck is prosperous," the eight characters are exactly the same as the seal carving on the jade seal!
Xie Yun took this weird and arrogant sign in her hand and threw it twice, then casually figured it out. He heard people say that there were one hundred and eight light and dark piles in front, and he did not panic. He plucked a palm-sized leaf on the spot and folded it in half to draw the dew into a line. He drank and moistened his mouth, and then slid out.
He seemed to have no weight at all. He tapped his toes on the branches and fluttered across the treetops. Wherever he passed, the branches often quaked very lightly, and the dew on the leaves would not fall off.
According to legend, this hand is called "Feng Guo Wuhen". It is one of the top light skills in the world. It is comparable to wearing flowers and trees and stepping on snow without a mark. He is a young man, and he is truly a master of light skills.
He doesn't take the big road or the small road, instead he goes around the forty-eight villages.
Xie Yun came to Forty-Eight Village to meet someone and give something away.
He knew that forty-eight villages were not easy to enter. If he reports that he wants to see his school, maybe the person he wants to meet hasn't seen him, he will be sliced into a hot pot by Li Jinrong's Yasha first. It's even more undesirable to break in or sneak in secretly—that's what the big traitor Cao Zhongkun didn't do, and Xie Yun felt that he was not a thief.
He is very patient. He has been lurking outside the Forty-eight Village for half a year. First, he pretended to be a trader for a month. Forty-eight Village cannot be completely isolated from the world. There are always some things that cannot be self-sufficient, and he has to send people out to go to the market to purchase. Xie Yun was familiar with the terrain as he listened to an ear of gossip, even "Li Da's family loves to eat dumplings stuffed with radish" has a nose and eye.
One month later, he got involved in a delivery job, but failed to enter the mountain.
The people in Zhaizhong only let them deliver the goods to the outside, and send people to pick them up. Xie Yun acknowledged the door and came to visit that night relying on his brilliance. Unexpectedly, he underestimated the tight security of the Forty-eight Village. He had a taste of it. Before he could show his face, he was almost chased and killed as a dog, and finally got out.
After that, he settled down and went around forty-eight villages for more than three months. He counted the rabbit holes on several hills clearly, and repeatedly tried carefully on the edges. Finally, the effort paid off. The only road that didn't have so many light and dark guards was the sky moat in Ximojiang.
Li Shengda Road will suffer if no one picks it. Xie Yun doesn’t know if his light work has the level of “unparalleled in the world”, but there are probably a few people who can endure this big river. Li Jinrong is so relieved, Jiang Shang There must be weird. Xie Yun walked around the riverside every day, but he didn't rush down and watched the shore day by day.
There is a small pavilion in the heart of the river, and a layer of lights floats every night, indicating that someone is guarding it.
However, on the night of the fifteenth day, Xie Yun sneaked into the Forty-eight Village again, and when he came to the Ximo River, he unexpectedly didn't see the lamp.
Xie Yun made a decisive decision and decided that it would be better to hit the sun instead of choosing a day, so she dived from the cliff.
He was dressed in night clothes, bowed his head to face the surging Ximojiang, and then took out a copper coin from his arms.
"Let's make a divination," Xie Yun thought, "The front is all good, the back is surprises and no dangers."
God may have never seen such a shameless questioning hexagram, determined to cure him, Xie Yun just threw the copper coin into the sky, and there was a sudden noise not far away, as if something heavy had fallen into the deep stream. , There was a string of crisp noises in the silent valley. On both sides of the mountain wall, there were disciples who patrolled the mountain. The lights were immediately turned on. Xie Yun couldn't help being distracted. Who knew it was just such a moment, and it happened to be a gust of wind, light and fluttering. He blown away the copper coin, but he didn't catch it.
The copper coin fell to the ground in front of him, neither positive nor negative. It was stuck between two rocks in a coquettish side lying position.