Immortal Sword Pavilion

Chapter 715 Jianghu and I (for subscription, recommendation)
"What, uncle is gone?"

In the evening, when Hua Xiaoyu hopped home with a small schoolbag on her back, after hearing Chen's words, she was taken aback for a moment, then dropped her schoolbag and ran out the door.

boom!
The courtyard next door was unlocked as usual, and the door opened at the push of a button.

But looking at the empty yard and empty chairs, Hua Xiaoyu was not as excited as before, but instead felt an inexplicable sense of fear.

She didn't look at the wooden sign left on the stone table, but ran into the back room, toward the kitchen and wine cellar.

The people are gone, but the wine is still there.

For some reason, her heart relaxed for no reason, and a tear suddenly appeared in her eyes.

"Smelly uncle, bad uncle, you don't say goodbye before you leave, you don't close the door, and you don't worry about the wine being stolen."

Wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes, Hua Xiaoyu said as she skillfully took out a candied fruit from the wine cellar and walked towards the yard.

"I'm leaving, I'm going out to find the ingredients for wine making, I'll be back in a few days, don't cry like a little cat.

The wine in the room is for me to watch, and you can eat candied fruit as you like, which are made of spiritual fruits. If you want to grow up, eat more, but be careful to become a big fat girl.

By the way, when you go out, remember to help out and hang up the sign on the table.

Above, the handsome uncle left. "

"Obviously he's a stinky uncle, yet he's so handsome."

Hua Xiaoyu, who was eating candied fruit with a bulging face, looked at the wooden sign on the stone table with the word "Xiudian" written on it, and said angrily.

"Remember to say goodbye next time."

Taking the wooden sign to the door, looking at the word "Xiu Dian" on the courtyard door, Hua Xiaoyu said a word softly, and then walked towards her home.

Standing at the door, Mrs. Chen looked at her daughter who was in a better mood, and welcomed her back to the yard.

"Definitely next time." On the small road outside Anyang City, Zhou Yu looked at the scene in his palm, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Amidst this smile, Zhou Yu stepped out and disappeared on the road.

Half a year later, in a ruined temple.

Zhou Yu was sitting by the bonfire, roasting chicken with one hand, watching the rainy night outside the temple with the other, drinking wine while listening to the fighting.

After about a stick of incense, a young man with a stern face walked into the temple holding a sword.

This person stepped into the temple and watched Zhou Yu's pupils shrank suddenly. After confirming that he was just an ordinary person, he let go of the hilt of his sword.

"Scholar, are you not afraid of me?"

Half an hour later, the young swordsman who had finished wiping the long sword in his hand looked at Zhou Changqing who was eating tender chicken and drinking a small wine, and couldn't help asking.

You know, when he just entered the door, even though it was washed by the rain, the white clothes were stained with a lot of blood.

Ordinary people would be scared to death when they saw it in this barren mountain, how could they drink and enjoy themselves in such a peaceful way.

What's more, the scholar looked at the rainwater falling from the eaves from time to time, as if enjoying it.

This scholar is either confident, or has a very abnormal mind.

Without the slightest force, if he dared to be so leisurely in front of him, a blood drinker like him, he would not be afraid that he would cut him off with a single sword under envy and jealousy.

"Why should I be afraid of you?" Zhou Yu was amused in his heart, but said seriously on his face.

"Could it be that you hold the sword just to make others afraid of you?"

"Nonsense. I, Jiang Ping, hold the sword to uphold justice. How can I compare with those thieves and thieves."

Hearing this sentence, Jiang Ping, who was obviously still immature, immediately said solemnly.

"Since that's the case, I have no reason to be afraid of you." Zhou Yu smiled.

Just now when this person was fighting with the bandits in the rain, he drew his sword decisively and fiercely.

Unexpectedly, there was such an innocent scene, which surprised him quite a bit.

"You scholar, you are full of courage. If you have extra meat and wine, give me some too." Jiang Ping said with a dumbfounded smile.

Swish!
As soon as the words fell, Jiang Ping saw half a chicken leg thrown by the scholar, and there was also a brand new wine bottle.

"This is Zhuyuanchun from Zuixianglou. I never thought that you, a scholar, would have such a blessing." Opening the bottle, Jiang Ping took a sip and said happily.

"You can drink this wine, obviously you are not an ordinary person, don't you know that if you walk a lot at night, you will also run into ghosts."

One mouthful of meat, one mouthful of wine, satisfied, Jiang Ping asked again.

"I watched you for a long time, you have been staring at the rain outside, what are you looking at?"

"I'm looking for something meaningful and worth looking forward to." Zhou Yu said lightly.

"Someone once told me that he likes to go to a restaurant, not because of the food or wine in the restaurant, but because in the restaurant, he can see a different life."

"You must have been fooled." Hearing this, Jiang Ping joked, as if he understood why the pale-faced scholar would go out in the middle of the night.

"In the rivers and lakes, there are so many fights and killings. Why do you not want to live and work in peace, but you must go this way?" Zhou Yu ignored him, looked at Jiang Ping in front of him, and said.

"Everything you do must be meaningful, otherwise, wouldn't there be no fun in life?"

"Just like this fire, the meaning of its existence at this moment is to keep us warm, to roast hot wine and roast chicken for us."

"You scholars tend to think too much, where does so much meaning come from in life.

If everything has a predetermined goal in advance, wouldn't it be a lack of novelty?

I yearn for the rivers and lakes because there is wine in the rivers and lakes, and there are swords in the rivers and lakes, because when I walk with fine wine and swords, I will feel wanton and unrestrained in my heart.

Because I am happy, I am willing to go, because others are envious, so I am willing to hold a sword.

Some people say that the rivers and lakes are too complicated, but in my opinion, there are only two choices.

Either stay or go.

But no matter whether he left or stayed, when he stepped into it, when the word Jiang Hu was born in his heart, no matter whether he went or not, he had already felt the world.

Do you feel that those who have not stepped into these yet, but who are thinking about them, are the rivers and lakes meaningful?
I don't think so, but they are already in the world.

So, what do you think about so much, if you have wine today, you will be drunk today, you can still hold a sword today, and you will sleep and set sail tomorrow. "

Jiang Ping ate meat while drinking, and said casually when he was excited.

This person said whatever he thought of, obviously illogical, but it made Zhou Yu feel a mysterious feeling.

It was as if the paper on the window was about to be broken, and it was only one last click before you could get a glimpse of the whole picture.

At this moment, I heard Jiang Ping talking with his mouth babbling.

"However, having said so much, I do understand a little bit what you meant before.

That's right, now that I've stepped into the rivers and lakes, I always want to do something memorable.

It just so happened that I killed a group of bandits today, and within three years, they will be famous in this land of Qingzhou.

Although I didn't think so at first, but in the eyes of others, this is also the meaning of my being in Jianghu. "Jiang Ping looked at Zhou Yu and said.

"What do you think, scholar?"

"Move with your thoughts and act with your heart. The so-called life is just a matter of raising your hands."

Zhou Yu murmured in a low voice, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and finally he let out a hearty laugh.

"Like this fire, because I want to be born, so it lights up, this is the meaning of its existence.

If I don't want to, the fire will go out. "

"The fire is already burning. How can you just put it out as soon as you say it? I'm still cold." Jiang Ping said jokingly, adding new firewood to the fire.

But when he was about to throw it in, he was taken aback for a moment, and looked at Zhou Yu with a look of astonishment in his eyes.

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