Guarding the prison for a hundred years, being born to overwhelm the demon king

Chapter 199 Old Man, Scholar, Girl, Ten Miles of Spring Breeze, Thousands of Lights!

Not long after Su Bai left.

Xiao Wuming entered the attic with a slightly apprehensive mood.

"Huh? Where's that senior?"

But when he actually entered the attic, he found with a dull expression that Su Bai seemed to have left.

"Brother Xiao, you're a step too late."

Lord Fulong, who was sitting at the jade table and drinking alone, glanced at Xiao Wuming after hearing the noise.

He took a sip of the sweet and slightly spicy wine, and then said, "That senior has left."

"He really left..."

Xiao Wuming came to sit down beside the Lord Fulong, sighed and said.

Originally, after settling the matter in Lingjun Mansion, he immediately rushed to the restaurant non-stop, with the purpose of visiting Su Bai and thanking him in person.

Now it seems that there is no chance.

"Brother Xiao!"

Suddenly, a curious expression appeared between his brows, and he couldn't help asking: "How much do you know about that senior?"

"That senior..."

Master Fulong Temple thought for a moment, then chuckled and said.

"Then let me tell you the story of the senior who conquered the dragon with one hand in my Fulong Taoist Temple..."

……

Now, there are still about ten days left in Su Bai's half-month vacation.

The return trip was far away, so Su Bai simply took a small boat and prepared to wander around for a while.

The boat was rocked by a hunchbacked old man in coir raincoat smoking dry tobacco, and there was a white-robed scholar with a girl on board.

And this scholar is quite talkative.

Along the way, I also told Su Bai some interesting stories and ancient legends.

At this moment, the scholar had just finished telling a story about the "Ancient Qixia Sect", and then he opened his mouth and smiled.

"What do seniors think of this story?"

"Although the story is big and there are many characters, it is not interesting."

"Haha! I never thought that the senior's ideas coincide with those of me!"

The white-robed scholar then laughed loudly, "I have a cousin who usually likes to listen to my stories. He likes to listen to this kind of myths and legends. The bigger the story, the more mythical characters, immortals and Buddhas are everywhere. The more I like it!"

"Everyone needs what he needs, and it is human nature."

"That's a good statement!"

"Senior, what kind of story do you want to hear?"

"It's kind of interesting."

Seeing that his mouth was dry, Su Bai suggested: "Let's take a rest first."

"Haha! Senior, don't worry about it."

The white-robed scholar said calmly, "I want to compile these stories into a book, so how can I miss this good opportunity to talk to others?"

"Besides, when you are out and about, meeting each other is fate. It's better to be free and casual."

"That makes sense."

Su Bai stopped stopping him and allowed him to continue telling the next story.

And his gaze was on the girl beside him.

While listening to their story, the girl lay lying on the edge of the boat, playing with the water with her little hands, and her face was filled with joy.

Suddenly, she seemed to be attracted by a bit of light in the water, so she leaned forward a little, lying on the edge of the boat, opening her big black eyes, trying to get closer.

And under the surface of the river, there seemed to be a huge black shadow swimming slowly.

Su Bai pointed at the edge of the wooden boat with his fingers, attracting the little girl's attention, and then reminded her with a light smile not to play in the water.

Only after the girl put her little hands in front of her knees and sat obediently in the cabin again did she feel relieved.

Glancing again at the middle of the river, the huge black shadow was already motionless, slowly sinking into the bottom of the river.

……

This boat does not float on the river all day long, it has to dock every night.

Occasionally, when I encounter a ferry, or a villager, or an old man who is rocking a boat, I will go to ask for their opinions, stop temporarily, or replenish some food, or because I am old, I need to rest for a night.

There are often women selling some snacks and refreshments at the ferry crossings in various places, and Su Bai will also buy some of the food he likes to add some flavor to his mouth.

And the old man rocking the boat was right when he said it before. It would be fine if he could only eat one or two meals on the boat, but if he ate too much, he would always get tired of it.

Fortunately, before Su Bai left Lingjun, he brought some fruits and candied fruits with him.

It doesn't taste bad at all.Before I knew it, the boat had been wandering for five days.

Connecting Jiangjun, the scenery on both sides of the river has changed significantly.

There is not a narrow flat land on the bank. Although there are some bumps and holes, at least the field is flat and covered with golden rapeseed flowers.

In early spring, the flowers are in full bloom, and with a gust of wind blowing by, they look like a layer of golden waterfall waves, swaying with the wind.

The wind is also infected with the sweet fragrance of cauliflower.

And on the land, there are countless uplifted strange hills, most of which are densely packed, different from ordinary hills, it has a strange appearance, the whole body is white, like spring bamboo shoots, and the surroundings are relatively smooth, making it difficult for people to climb up.

Countless hills like this are at the end of the line of sight. Looking at it from a distance, they are overlapping. The mountains are like forests, like a silver-white curtain, covering the sky and the earth.

Looking around, there was no human habitation at all.

It is said that this is a kingdom of demons, and many people may believe it.

"Arrived in Pingjiang County!"

While punting the boat, the old boatman said to him with a smile: "The mountains in Pingjiang County are just like this, lump after lump, like spring bamboo shoots."

"In private, we call it Chunsun Mountain. Most of them can't climb up, and there are no steps on it. They are bare. If you want to go up, you can only walk through the middle."

"Quite good looking."

"Everyone says it looks good."

"Is there any Chunsun Mountain that can be climbed?"

"Of course there is!"

The old punting man, with his brown face criss-crossed by ravines carved by time, said with a smile:
"Guest officials can go to Qingshui County. Chunsun Mountain in Qingshui County is the most beautiful. When you get there, you can ask someone to ask, and you will naturally know how to play!"

"Thank you, old man."

Su Bai stood at the bow of the boat, looking at the scenery beside the boat.

At this time, the sunset was approaching, and the sun was slowly sinking towards the west. Before it sank into the horizon, it fell into the mountains and valleys like bamboo shoots.

The last ray of light slanted down from the top of the jagged and uneven mountains. It was pale golden and the shape of the light could be clearly seen.

Like broken golden wine, floating all over the ground.

Half of the river surface is the reflection of mountains and light. A rickety old man wearing a raincoat and a hat is walking on a pole, and a young man in a white robe is standing on the bow of the boat.

In the entire river, there is only this small boat passing through it.

"We should be able to get there tonight at the latest!"

"it is good."

The old man held the pole and took a leisurely puff of dry cigarette. When he got excited, he even sang a song happily.

Su Bai's mind was peaceful, and his mood became better like this mountain and this scene.

"Old man!"

"I'm listening!"

"Is it time to prepare dinner?"

"The guest officer is right, I will find a place to stop right now!"

"I also have some candied fruits and fragrant fruits here to go with my father-in-law's food. Let's try them together."

"okay!"

As a result, among the ten thousand mountains, above the blue river, and under the dim sky, there was another wisp of cooking smoke.

A wisp of smoke that is quite humane.

After the meal, as night fell, the ship continued sailing.

Su Bai borrowed the old man's pole, wore the fur coat given by the old man, and sat at the bow of the boat.

In front of the river, the cold air rises, the smoke is silent, and the surroundings are quiet. Occasionally, white cranes fly into the sky, and the rays of light and water complement each other.

The fishing line stretches into the water, making ripples from time to time, which are difficult to detect in the hazy water mist.

Su Bai didn't care, and sat upright.

The night is deep.

The ship continued sailing, and Su Bai lay down to take a rest.

When the boat floated to Qingshui County.

Lanterns are hung at the ferry, and pedestrians carry bags on their backs.

Open your eyes again.

Ten miles of spring breeze, thousands of lights.

Before you know it, the light boat has passed the Ten Thousand Mountains.

(End of this chapter)