I want to cultivate swordsman

Huang Pizi died.

He died before completing his revenge.

Xu Zhiqiu also didn't expect to solve this trouble so quickly. He was still thinking about how to lure Huang Pizi out yesterday, but this guy came to his door by himself.

When I was on Wutong Street before, the old man next door was actually dressed up in yellow leather. Xu Zhiqiu had already seen through him the first time he saw him, because he had a special smell on his body, even though he was covered by a sachet, he could still smell it. Be clear.

In order not to startle the snake, and to prevent Huang Pizi from escaping, Xu Zhiqiu didn't expose it face to face.

He was entrusted by Huang Pizi at that time, and he also wanted to catch them all. Xu Zhiqiu thought that the so-called old friend might be Huang Pizi's companion or family member, but it turned out that the old friend was played by Huang Pizi himself. character, this saves a lot of trouble.

Do not live by committing sins.

That's it.

Xu Zhiqiu glanced at Huang Pizi's body for the last time, but he didn't bury it. He planned to leave here, but when he glanced around, he found that there was still half a piece of flint in the dilapidated wooden box. Let the nearby woods suffer from the disaster, and he deliberately drew a circle outside the hut with a wooden sword to ensure that the fire would not spread.

"Whoohoo-"

The fire grew stronger and black smoke billowed into the sky.

Xu Zhiqiu walked out of the forest with a peach-wood sword in his hand, when a snow rabbit ran by on the road, he threw the wild fruit he hadn't eaten before.

Seeing the orange-red wild fruit, Snow Rabbit was instantly attracted, jumped and ran to him, gnawed a couple of mouthfuls, and within two breaths, Snow Rabbit suddenly convulsed all over, bleeding from all seven orifices, and the snow-white hair all over his body turned black and purple.

The death was extremely terrible.

It is indeed poisonous.

Seeing this scene, Xu Zhiqiu frowned slightly, but he wasn't surprised at all.

.........

Walk out of the birch forest and return along the road, you need to pass through the Yulong River.

Xu Zhiqiu was walking by the river and saw a lonely fishing boat floating in the middle of the river with someone fishing in front of the boat, which made him stop subconsciously.

It's the winter moon now, and it's really a rare thing to see fishing boats.

In Lin'an County, there are not many people who are fishermen, and they seldom go fishing in winter, because the activity of fish is very low in cold temperatures, and it is difficult to catch them.

Of course, those experienced fishermen are not excluded.

Xu Zhiqiu remembered that girl Xu Yueyao liked to eat fish the most. Now that someone was out of the boat, she decided to buy some fish from the fisherman and take them home, but she didn't know if the other party could catch fish.

"Hey—Boatman, did you gain anything today?"

Standing by the river, Xu Zhiqiu yelled at the fishing boat tens of feet away, and the voice echoed across the river. The figures on the boat turned around to look at it, obviously hearing it, but they didn't row over, nor did they respond aloud.

Xu Zhiqiu was not in a hurry, and waited quietly by the river.

Maybe the other party hasn't caught any fish yet, so they don't move.

After a quarter of an hour like this, Xu Zhiqiu saw that the fishing boat was still floating on the river and had no intention of coming over, so he stood there and began to meditate, intending to practice for a while while waiting.

It has almost become his habit to practice while he has time.

Moreover, the spiritual energy near the Yulong River is relatively strong, which is suitable for monks to breath out.

Speaking of it, the Yulong River is a very magical river. It is said that hundreds of years ago, a great Confucianist watched the river and enlightened Taoism, and wrote a poem here. In Jiang Nei, even a fish dragon opened up his spiritual wisdom. Later, the fish dragon became a fairy, and he got the name Yulongjiang.

Xu Zhiqiu had also heard this rumor, but he didn't think it was true.

Because immortals have all disappeared thousands of years ago, how could fish and dragons become immortals hundreds of years ago.

There should be elements of exaggeration in it.

However, Jiang Nei's integration of aura is true, and even the aura around the river has become rich.

.........

After another quarter of an hour, the snowflakes flying and falling in the sky gradually stopped.

Fishing boats are also approaching the shore at this time.

Xu Zhiqiu opened his eyes in response, and saw the fishing boat getting closer. Standing in front of the boat and paddling was an old man in coir raincoat and straw hat.

"Boater, how's your harvest today?"

When the fishing boat docked on the shore, Xu Zhiqiu asked again with a smile.

"It's okay, I caught two crucian carp."

The old man lifted the fish cage hanging on the edge of the bow, and he could see two big crucian carp flipping in the cage, each of which weighed three or four catties.

Xu Zhiqiu saw that the old man had really gained something, so he planned to buy one and cook soup at home.

"Boatman, can you sell me one of these crucian carp?"

He asked, and the answer he got was disappointing.

Holding the fish cage, the old man looked Xu Zhiqiu up and down, and waved his hand: "Young man, I don't sell this fish."

Xu Zhiqiu didn't know whether the old man really didn't want to sell it or wanted to raise the price, so he tentatively said: "It doesn't matter if the price is higher, since such fat crucian carp can be caught in this winter month, we should pay more money. "

Unexpectedly, the old man waved his hand again: "Young man, no matter how much money I pay for this fish, I will not sell it."

Since it's not for sale, it should be something he wants to keep for food. With such a guess in Xu Zhiqiu's mind, he couldn't say anything more, so he turned around and left after saying "excuse me".

But just as he was about to leave, the old man behind him stopped him again.

"Young man, have you ever read a book?"

read?Xu Zhiqiu didn't expect the old man to ask this suddenly, he turned around and was startled for a moment, then nodded.

"I have read it."

Indeed, I have read it. Although in this world, Xu Zhiqiu has practiced in Qingyang Sect since he was a child and has never read any books, but in another world, he has read books for 16 years, so it is naturally good to say that he has read books. .

Hearing what he said, the old man smiled a little more on his face.

"Since you are a scholar, you should be able to compose poetry."

The old man raised the fish cage and said: "You write a poem here, no matter whether it is good or bad, these two crucian carps will be given to the young master."

Xu Zhiqiu was a little strange when he heard the words, and didn't understand what the old man meant.

He wants poetry, not money.

But where can I write poetry?

Seeing that he was silent, the old man smiled again and said: "If the young master is unwilling, then I will take these two good crucian carp away by the old man."

After all, I really want to leave by boat.

"Boater, wait!"

Xu Zhiqiu hurriedly spoke to stop it. Although he didn't know why the old man made such an exchange, the terms of the exchange were not difficult to fulfill, and he had already thought of a way, so how could the two crucian carp be allowed to slip away in vain.

The old man didn't answer, and stood in front of the boat, smiling and holding the fish cage.

Xu Zhiqiu thought about it, and decided to exchange the ancient poems he had memorized with the old man.

To be honest, he can't compose poetry, but he can recite poems.

After pondering for a while, Xu Zhiqiu decided which poem to recite, so he said to the old man: "Boatman, since you are willing to exchange two crucian carp for a poem, then I will write one."

Xu Zhiqiu raised his breath slightly, imitating the manner of a scholar and began to recite ancient poems:

"Thousands of mountains and birds fly away, and ten thousand paths of people disappear."

"Boat PC World Weng, fishing alone trees and snow."

This is Liu Zongyuan's poem, "Jiang Xue", Xu Zhiqiu memorizes it very well, and the scenery in the poem is similar to the present, the lonely boat, the old man, fishing, winter snow... It's just that the artistic conception does not match, after all, Liu Zongyuan is writing this When writing an ancient poem, it was to express political frustration and depression.

But Xu Zhiqiu didn't care about that much, anyway, the poem was written.

On the fishing boat, after listening to the poem "Jiang Xue", the old man didn't come back to his senses for a long time, as if he was savoring it carefully.

Gradually, the slightly cloudy eyes of the old man became brighter and brighter, as if a torch was hidden in them.

"What a solo fisherman!"

"Wonderful, wonderful!"

The old man stood among the fishing boats and laughed loudly. There was an unconcealable joy in his laughter. Immediately afterwards, the old man handed the fish cage in his hand to Xu Zhiqiu, without any sign of reluctance.

"Young master is really a great talent!"

"These are two crucian carp. You can take them home. If you still want to eat fish in the future, you can come to Yulong River to find me. No matter what kind of fish, as long as it is in this river, I can catch it for you, old man." !"

After all, the old man didn't wait for Xu Zhiqiu's reply, waved his oars, and sailed away along the river.

Xu Zhiqiu froze in place, but he didn't expect the old man to react like this.

"As expected of Mr. Hedong's poem!"

"It really is a good poem."

"Today I exchanged two crucian carps with my husband's poem, and I will worship two more sticks of incense for my husband in the future."

Holding the fish cage, Xu Zhiqiu thanked the senior who did not exist in this world.