Fu Canglu

Chapter 42

When Yi Xiao's word "knot" falls, Ye Xiaolou has fulfilled his master's order.

The five sword and wine orders, except for the one reserved for Li Changge in Fengxue Yincheng, have all been given out so far.

Ye Xiaolou didn't stay too long, he got up and was ready to leave.

His figure appeared at the window the next moment, but he suddenly thought of something, and opened his mouth while holding the window with both hands ready to jump down.

"Shen Jianhu lights up lanterns, you might as well go and have a look, maybe you will gain something."

Yi Xiao asked with a smile, "Is this also what the sword master said?"

Ye Xiaolou smiled and blinked, then his figure fell and disappeared into the vast night in an instant.

Yi Xiao looked thoughtfully at the long white hair that fell on the window sill before it had time to fall.

He was alone in the hall again.

Yi Xiao's eyes subconsciously drifted along the long white hair outside the window into the bustling and noisy Fengting night.

A little out of the world trance.

So he thought, it's so lively outside, why not go shopping?
It's so lively outside, why not go shopping.

Yi Xiao smiled self-deprecatingly, put on her clothes and went downstairs.

Coming to the street, the dazzling lights still made His Highness a little uncomfortable.This is the grand event held every six years in Fengting City, the streets are bustling with crowds, more crowded than ever before, even better than the day when the Sky Ranking of Sirius City was opened.He took a deep breath, and his pale face was slightly flushed.June is approaching, and the weather has become warmer or even hotter. Most passers-by on the street are wearing thin clothes, but His Royal Highness is weak, so he can only wrap himself in black clothes, trying to distinguish Shen Jian from the strange eyes of others. direction of the lake.

"It seems to be in that direction." Yi Xiao retracted her tiptoe, and just recognized the direction of Shen Jianhu, and glanced at a small toy stall on the side of the road. The owner of the stall was empty, but there was a powder carved jade Zhuo's little girl is helping the stall owner to watch the stall.

There are many toys popular in the Northern Wei Dynasty on the toy booth, as well as various kinds of flower noodles.

The little girl raised her eyes and looked at the people on the street dimly. She wore a small tabby cat mask that had not been removed on her forehead, like a kitten that hadn't woken up.

A black cat, a white cat, and a small cat, Yi Xiao glanced over. Looking at these slightly funny masks, he couldn't help laughing. He went up and bought a black cat mask, and gently applied it on his face. A voice that he could only hear murmured.

"If I catch mice, am I considered a good cat?"

Then he laughed at himself, "I can't catch mice now."

The little girl with the little tabby cat mask half on her forehead didn't have very good eyesight, she seemed to be a little confused about what happened, and she couldn't even tell where the copper coin landed in front of her stall.

It's just that she tried her best to look at the black-clothed boy wearing the black cat mask until the black-clothed boy disappeared into the crowd.

"Little Cat" frowned and had a small nose, trying to recall the familiar feeling that black clothes brought to him, and suddenly realized after a while.Her blurred eyes swept across the toy booth, but the owner's seat was still empty.

This little cat, who looks just like a six-year-old girl, continued to look at the bustling crowd with blurred eyes.

Soon a second visitor to the toy stand joined the crowd.

It was a girl wearing a veil. "Little Tabby Cat" raised her face, watching the girl choose and choose in this toy booth, hesitating among various flower noodles.

She didn't wear pink clothes, but a white one, with the jet-black sword still on her waist.

Now she picked out a white cat mask.

When she took off her veil and changed her mask, "Little Cat" squinted her eyes hard, trying to see her face clearly.

Her lips are as red as flowers, and her eyebrows are picturesque. Indeed, as people say, she is a beauty embryo, wearing a veil to prevent sensation, not only because of her appearance, but more importantly.

If this dragon sparrow showed up in Fengting City now, it would really cause a lot of commotion.

The little girl wearing a tabby cat mask watched the sparrow go away, and then maintained a dull expression.The crowd in the parade slowly receded, even the lights were a little less, and the night made her look a little pale, like porcelain that had just emerged.

She is alone.That person is very playful, and he doesn't know when he will come back.

"Oops oops"

A mellow and full-bodied voice came from afar. The voice was like a jar of old wine, which was endlessly evocative. A UFO figure slowly floated from afar.

The reason why the word floating is used is because this figure is still three feet away from the ground, the whole person is shrouded in a white lotus ink robe, half leaning lazily in the air, and none of the already sparse crowd around can see this figure Irrational figure.

It's as if those people couldn't see this toy stand.

"Shanzhu." The girl half wearing the little tabby cat mask's eyes were still loose, but this time she could discern the direction of the figure.

The White Lotus Mopao Mountain Master floated in front of the small stall he had set up, and found that two flower faces were missing. He smiled and said, "These two are very interesting, and the mask he chose is even more interesting." Then the Mountain Master reached out and took off the little flower cat mask , took a closer look at the little girl, and said with a tut-tsk smile, "Xiaohuamao, your choice is also interesting."

The little girl said helplessly, "Shanzhu, both of them are heading towards Shen Jian Lake."

Shanzhu narrowed his eyes, tried to put the little tabby cat mask on his face, babbled like a cat, and then laughed to himself.

With a teasing smile.

"Young man, let them go."

Shen Jian Lake has a long history. It is said that in the Shifu period, the sword master and the great master of swordsman Feng Ting formed a hut in this city.

It is the time of the century, and there are countless people who come to the door to seek battle.

Master Sword has just taken in the fourteen disciples who have been passed down from generation to generation, and when the Grand Master first came to this city, he would not refuse anyone who came to challenge him.

However, the sword master who had already stood at the pinnacle of the great world said that those who seek combat will not fight on the basis of realm, but only judge the outcome based on their swordsmanship attainments.

At that time, most of the disciples under Master Swordsman were immature, and some of them had never even touched the ninth-rank realm.

So Fengting built a small island in the lake.

It can hardly be called an island, only a radius of more than [-] meters.

Those who seek battle land on the island, and those who land on the island discuss.

The loser enters the lake, and the sword sinks to the bottom.

On the first day, 98 people went to Fengting City to discuss swords.

Shen Jian 98 on the island in the middle of the lake.

After the so-called door-to-door begging for a battle lasted for a week, almost all the disciples under Fengting made a move.

Those who hold various ideas such as contempt, respect, or disapproval, almost all find an incredible, even surprising, or even desperate thing.

Every disciple under Feng Ting's seat, that is, the 14 people who have been passed down from generation to generation, has reached an unimaginable level of strength in swordsmanship.

Almost no one was defeated.

Afterwards, Fengting closed the hut, and each of the fourteen disciples got their own swords, and no one dared to come to the door to ask for a fight.

Without exception, these fourteen sword masters have become myths in the sword world, succeeding their masters to resist the tide of the world.

As for Shen Jianhu, countless famous swords have sunk.

Shen Jian Lake, hence the name.

Nowadays, there is no one in Shenjian Lake who has ever landed on the island.The City Lord's Mansion has strictly protected the island in the middle of the lake, rather than treating it as a historical relic, it is more of a myth passed down by word of mouth.

Although there is still a living myth in Fengting, compared to the sword master who has never been out of the house, the island in the center of the lake, which can be seen at a glance by the Shenjian Lake, is undoubtedly closer to people's hearts.

Everyone who comes to Fengting will come to Shen Jian Lake to watch.

As for the opening of the Sword Wine Party held every six years, there was an incomparably grand lantern lighting ceremony on Shen Jian Lake.

On the bank of Shenjian Lake, many men and women of similar age walked together, and there were various lanterns floating densely on the lake.

Most of the inner cores of the lanterns are interpretative words, and the implication of lighting up the lanterns is that they have the meaning of placing wishes in the event.

Every lantern has a little meaning, maybe a little bit of blessing, maybe a little bit of prayer.

More, it is a kind of memorial service.

The fourteen sword masters under Fengting back then left their respective tombs on the island in the middle of the lake.

Swordsmen all over the world light up lanterns to pay homage to their seniors. After those lanterns burn out their inner cores, they will be pulled into the lake by an invisible force when they float around the island in the center of the lake.

If you have good eyesight by the lakeside, you can see the lights floating all over the lake, and the nearby island in the middle of the lake flickers twice and disappears.

Tsing Yi Yi Shao ran around the lake in silence.

He has walked around Shen Jian Lake thirteen times.

It's not the kind of busy rush, but a leisurely stroll.

The night wind blows, a little cool.It's just that there are quite a lot of pedestrians by the lake, and this general in blue looks a little inconspicuous.

With a smile on his face, he tilted his head and looked at the center of the lake. With his hands behind his back, he gently twirled a small blue flower, like a young bud that was plucked when it first bloomed, gently turning it between his fingers.

Every time he walked around, his smile became weaker.

By the time he reached the eighth lap, he was already expressionless, and it was difficult for him to show a smile on his face.

In circle No. 13, Tsing Yi stopped, squatted down, gently stroked the blue flower in his hand, and put it into the lake, rippling in a circle, this little flower silently floated forward, and moved forward with some stubbornness towards the island in the middle of the lake.

When we reached the inner circle of the island in the middle of the lake, all the lanterns were extinguished, and the little blue flower struggled in the water before being pulled into the water.

Ripples rippled in circles and circles.

The lights all over the lake flicker like a dream.

In the first year of the Spring and Autumn Period, Lu Sheng was in the world, and Liu Tao was never born again.People in the world think that a sword like Liu Tao has already been born with spiritual wisdom, but it follows its master, so naturally it cannot be found in the world.

It's as if the world thought that those famous swords from many years ago would die with their masters, and have no entanglement with the mundane affairs.

Yi Shaoran's eyes were a bit complicated, his hands gently stirred the frost in the lake, watching the starry sky reflect his cheeks.

It is no longer immature.

So Yi Shaoran restored the smile on his face, and said hello to the lake lightly.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

(End of this chapter)