The morning sun, softly falling on the earth, the sky is clear, and feather-like cirrus clouds spread on the sky, and are swayed by the sun. At the beginning of the day, a faint orange-red light is revealed, far away. It looked like a dream.
The sound of dog barking and the curling smoke rising into the air floated out from the inn beside the official road, blending into the world, making this beautiful picture faintly contaminated with the breath of mortals, but it won't make people feel that Abrupt, as if it should have been.
The local dogs in that store were playing with each other, running around by the official road, their tails swaying with their bodies, and they seemed to have the direction of the earth creatures.
But not long after, the sound of horses hoof stepping on the ground came from far away, but a piece of dust was lifted up at the end of the official road, turning into dust and rolling, in the flying dust, several horses galloped, that horse Sitting on their backs were a few big men wearing brocade robes, each with a serious look, whizzing away.
As they approached, the dogs on the official road whimpered and avoided both sides, causing the horses to stay far away under the sound of the wind.
Perhaps the sound of the horse's hoof was too urgent. When passing by the door of the inn, it caused a tremor on the ground, and even the inn beside the official road seemed to tremble with the ground.
The inn was very simple, as if it had gone through a long period of time, trembling everywhere, there were bursts of unbearable crunching sounds. Under this sound, an exclamation in the inn came from the guest room on the second floor.
"It's not in the way, it's not in the way, the old man has been here for hundreds of years. It will be like this every time a horse passes by, and it won't collapse." An old voice echoed in the inn, but it was seen in the corner of the hall, sitting An old man wearing a coarse cloth shirt, the old man took a pistol in his hand, took a sip, and walked away leisurely.
Opposite him, the guy from last night pouted his mouth, put the towel on his shoulders, carried the boiling water bottle, and went upstairs, sending hot water to every guest in the room. .
At this time, in the last guest room on the right side of the second floor, a young man in his clothes was lying on the bed of the house, and the whole room was filled with alcohol.
As the sound of horseshoes whizzed past, and the room trembled, the young man slowly opened his loose eyes, got up, pinched his forehead with his right hand, and looked around blankly.
"Oh, greedy cup, greedy cup... How can I drink so much wine..." This young man looked about eighteen or nine years old, slender and ordinary, with a scroll-like atmosphere.
At this moment, he smiled bitterly, his head hurts, and he stood up on the side of the bed, staggered to the table in dizziness, poured a cup of herbal tea and drank it, and then he felt a little better.
"It seems that you must remember in the future, don't be drunk, almost unconscious last night, if you encounter a gangster, losing silver is a small matter, if you are killed..." The young man sighed and drank a few cups of herbal tea again.
At this moment, there was a thumping sound from outside the door, and then the dude's voice sounded.
"Hot water, do you want the guest officer."
The young man hurriedly got up, Xu was violent, his head dizzy again, and he reluctantly spoke.
"come in."
The door creaked open, and the guy walked in with the kettle. After filling the basin on the side with hot water, he looked back at the young man and laughed.
"I have been here for three years. I have never seen anyone drink my rice wine and become drunk like this after two glasses. No matter how you pushed you last night, I still carried you here to rest. Your little brother can't drink enough. But you need to practice a lot. I heard that the officials in the capital, every one of them can't fail a thousand cups."
The young man's face was reddish with gratitude in his eyes, and he stood up and gave a fist to the guy. He smiled and said, "Thank you, Xiongtai, for taking care of him. Wang also somehow felt that it was okay to drink the first cup, but the second cup was in his abdomen. I fell drunk there."
The guy grinned, and before leaving, holding the kettle, looked at the young man with a playful look, and said, "You are a scholar who went to the county to take the exam. Last night I kept pulling me and said that you had a dream, in a dream. You have become an immortal, haha, what you said is interesting. Tell me when you have time. It's fun."
As he said, the guy walked out amidst the kind laughter, the young man's face was flushed, and he shook his head with a wry smile. After the guy left, he went to the basin and washed his face with hot water to wash away the drunkenness of last night. A lot.
He opened the window of the guest room, and came in with the bright sunshine, and there was a cool wind that blew on his face, which was very comfortable, and the young man let out a long breath.
"After being drunk last night, I really had a dream. This dream is very strange. I didn't forget it at all after waking up..." The young man stood by the window, looking outside, muttering to himself.
"That dream is very real, it is almost indistinguishable... Actually, I joined the Hengyue faction when my fourth uncle came three years ago... Hehe, it's also interesting, but the dream doesn't seem to be finished, just remember to join After entering the Hengyue Sect, the others behind are gone. Hengyue Sect... How could there be such a sect in this world? Where are the immortals, scholars of my generation, who don’t believe in the power of ghosts and gods, are mostly rumors to fool the people. "The young man shook his head, turned and glanced at the teacup on the table behind him. Suddenly he developed his youthful mind. He raised his right hand, pinched out Yinjue as he remembered, and pointed to the teacup.
"Gravity!" The young man laughed and pointed away.
The teacup remained motionless and put it there calmly. The young man laughed again and said to himself: "These magical powers are very interesting."
After playing for a while, the young man put his mind back and sorted out a pair of clothes, silver, dry food, clothes, clothes, and books, and then carefully cleaned the room. After the alcohol in the house was blown away, he changed to a clean one. After he was dressed, he carried the bamboo row of bookcases on his back and walked out of the room.
He has been smart since he was a child, but he is very simple. This is the first time that a young man who grew up in a mountain village has walked out of the house. Under the kind watchfulness of his parents, he walked out of the mountain village under the kind advice of his parents, just like a young bird growing up. It's the same as spreading wings and flying.
This room was messy and drunk, so he would rather clean it up by himself than let the guy who carried him here do it.
In the lobby on the first floor, he simply ate some food, settled the accounts of the accommodation, and smiled at the guy with a fist, faced the sun, and turned away.
The soft sunlight fell on him, making this young man look full of sunshine, and it would give people a very comfortable feeling, and people couldn't help but feel good about him.
Especially the clean clothes and neat attire made his whole body full of vigor and vigor, beside the official road, he looked at the world ahead, at the end of the official road, the invisible place, he was faint, and he seemed to be able to see in front of him. To follow this direction, that distant capital of Zhao State.
"Wang Lin, you must be able to do it! When you are inscribed on the gold list, pick up your parents from the mountain village, wait for them to die, and let them enjoy the blessing." The young man took a deep breath and walked forward step by step.
The spring breeze blows on Wang Lin's clothes with the fragrance of flowers and plants that are rolling from nowhere, making his cyan shirt dance a little, making a soft beating sound, following his footsteps, gradually moving away. The inn is getting farther and farther.
Only the bursts of Yinlang's voice, blowing away in the wind, did not know where it was sent, swirling around all around, slowly blurring, until it became Yusi.
At the age of eighteen or nineteen, he is often tireless. Wang Lin walked along the official road and his eyes were agile. He stopped from time to time and looked at the surrounding mountains and forests in a very comfortable manner.
The time of the day passed quickly. Under Wang Lin's unhurried, time-to-watch steps, the tree shade in front was no longer dense, but slowly exposed a blue river course behind the tree shade.
The river was rushing, coming with the wind. In the State of Zhao, there are several official roads that go with the waterways. This is the way Wang Lin is walking at the moment.
As now, to the left of Wang Lin, the mountains are filled, and not far to the right is the flowing river road like a winding belt, with a few boats on it, going downstream.
Gradually, there was a gloom in the distant horizon. In that gloom, a black cloud slowly gathered together, and a thunderous roar echoed from a distance. Lightning interlaced across the sky and the earth, looking from a distance, it looked like a silver snake.
The weather is still sunny during the day, but before the night has completely come, it has become dense clouds, which is very changeable. The green hills in the distance were filled, and became dark under the clouds. Fortunately, although the color was dark, the dark clouds could not cover it.
Looking from a distance, the mountain is entangled with the cloud, the green mountain seems to break through the dark cloud, but the dark cloud is going to swallow the mountain, like a battle between a dragon and a tiger, there is no wonder of mountains and clouds.
At this moment, there was a thunderous sound, and the rain fell down. Wang Lin hurried to a tree and took out a large umbrella from the bamboo raft behind it. This umbrella was made by his father's skillfully and can be folded and stored. , Fully extended, not only covered the bamboo raft, but also shrouded his body under the umbrella.
Holding the umbrella in his right hand, Wang Lin looked at the black mountain that the dark clouds could not cover in the distance, watching the rain falling on the ground, on the leaves, on the surface of the river beside it, turning into a ripple, but at the same time it bounced. Many water drops splashed on the ships on the water.
"There was an old saying, black clouds turned over the ink without covering the mountains, white rain jumped into the boat indiscriminately... Sure enough." Wang Lin looked at all this, laughed, and groaned loudly.
"You scholar, is it stupid to see my boat spilling rain and still laughing there, it is really annoying!" A clear voice came from the boat on the river that was very close to the shore, but Seeing a pretty girl holding an umbrella standing on the bow of the boat, the girl looked dull and stared at Wang Lin.
Wang Lin was taken aback, his laughter stopped abruptly, and he scratched his head.