"There is a saying that since ancient times, beauties are like famous generals, and the world is not allowed to see gray hair. A hero is only a name in front of him, but where will he pay his respects in a hundred years..." After finishing this paragraph, Erhu Yila, Yiyi started singing.
Qin Qing couldn't understand the singing, and listened blankly for a while, then floated back and forth in front of the young man sitting upright, and suddenly remembered something again, curiously said:
"The man he said has the same name as yours."
"yes."
They set a sailing schedule and are currently staying in Jiangning Mansion. Qin Qing followed them all the way, wherever there were other people, it would hide itself obediently, and no one could see it except Ye Ziyun.
I once wandered in the world ignorantly, suffered a lot, and frightened people. Later, after being enlightened by a Taoist priest, I learned to hide myself half-understood. It gradually realizes that it is different from "people", and after meeting Ye Zi, it regards this "alien" who is dumber than it as a companion.
Maybe it's like the first person a baby bird will look for when it hatches out of its shell. Although it has gradually seen more things in the world, gained a lot of knowledge, and met people with different personalities, it still feels Ye Ziyun is more kind and makes her feel safe. Even because he trusted Ye Ziyun, he also incidentally trusted Luo Yin, a genuine "person".
When Qin Qing knew Ye Ziyun, he knew that he was a ghost, and of course he never thought about who this companion was before he died. What the storyteller just said was about Ye Ziyun making friends with righteous men and helping those in need in the north when he was young. Qin Qing heard that familiar name appearing repeatedly, but he couldn't think of any connection between his companions and the person in the storyteller's mouth.
What's more, because I like to listen to stories, when a person wanders in the world, he often listens to people's stories in teahouses, restaurants and other places. The story told by the storyteller, at least, was hundreds of years ago. The characters in the story, from life to death, are vigorous and vigorous, and at the end they add a sigh and sing a few more lines.
"Sounds like such a great person, why are they all dead?"
Life is alive, who can not die? This is not something that elves who have formed their consciousness after thousands of years can understand.
Ye Ziyun smiled lightly: "Maybe it's because few people can become legends before them."
There are very few people who are lucky enough to sit with friends and listen to the legends about themselves after death.
Qin Qing couldn't understand what he said, but he didn't care too much. Its attention was quickly attracted by the plum cake on the table. The plum-shaped glutinous rice cake is filled with sweet red bean paste, Ye Ziyun has a mild taste, and doesn't like too sweet and greasy, but Qin Qing likes it very much.
When I usually float around in the market, I always salivate at the various pastries. But the Taoist told it that the rules of the world must be self-obtained, so it can only watch helplessly. After keeping up with this partner in front of him, his life is different, and he is very satisfied. As long as there are sweets in front of him, even the ice face that follows them will look pleasing to the eye.
When Luo Yin came back, he saw Ye Ziyun drinking tea with his head bowed, while the pastry in front of him disappeared out of thin air. He paused as he pushed the door open, then walked in and closed the door behind him.
"Is it always just like that?"
Now that he can speak, and can appear and disappear as he pleases, isn't it impossible to transform into a human being? No matter how bad it is, you can change into a cat or a dog, and people won't see such supernatural scenes often.
Qin Qing was intoxicated by the taste of plum cake, so he didn't pay attention to what he said.
Ye Ziyun glanced at it and smiled slightly, "It probably hasn't thought about what kind of person it wants to be."
I have seen birth, old age, sickness and death, love, hate, greed and hatred, lingering in the world, but I only think of myself as a bystander, and I haven't thought about why I exist.
During those days in Suzhou City, Qin Qing would tell Ye Ziyun many stories every day, but he couldn't empathize with the joys and sorrows in the stories. In this world, there are no obsessive people and things, no desire to be recognized by others, and no thought about whether to change your appearance.
The door was ajar, but the loud discussions of the drinkers downstairs could still be vaguely heard.
"Even though Mr. Guo's words are good, it's a bit too sad. Imagine a person who became famous at a young age, and can still be famous after death. What regrets do you have?"
"This statement is wrong. Mr. Guo should be expressing his feelings. He thought that President Ye was a hero before him, but there is no peace after his death. How can people not sigh?"
"Brother Liu's words, are you referring to the tomb robbery incident that caused a lot of noise a few days ago?"
"Shut up! Right now, the Yishuimeng is facing a major event, why bother to make trouble for them..."
Suddenly there was a sneer of "hehe", as if it sounded in everyone's ears, all the drinkers present could hear it clearly, and then a sinister voice said:
"The members of the Yishuimeng are getting more and more incompetent. No wonder the martial arts in the south of the Yangtze River have become a mess."
Everyone looked sideways, but they saw that the person speaking was a thin man, sitting on the right hand side of a handsome middle-aged man, and a fat man opposite him took the words with a smile: "Isn't that right, the head of the house died a year ago, Now that the tomb has been dug up, it is still possible to invite heroes from all over the world to see their embarrassing appearance."
The two tables next to these three people sat three or four people each, implying that they were guards.
Since Yi Shuimeng's rise in Jianghu, he has never been discussed in such a contemptuous tone, let alone in the territory of Jiangnan.
There were also a few people present who were on the Jiangnan martial arts road. Hearing such words slandering Yishuimeng and the entire Jiangnan martial arts, they couldn't help arousing righteous indignation. : "You can only speak quickly. If you have the ability, you go to Suzhou to meet the heroes of the Yishui League. Could it be that you haven't even received the hero post?"
After hearing this, everyone burst into laughter, but was suppressed by the thin man with two sneers of "hehe", still in a sinister tone, but because he had exhausted his true energy, not only did the voices of the rest of the restaurant be silenced. Covering the past, even half a mile away, it is probably clear:
"Even if I put this aside in front of the Sixth Hall Master of the Yishui League, what can we do to win us?"
Just listening to a haughty voice outside said coldly:
"The Guardian Thunder of Eagle Castle is really majestic—" Accompanied by a drum-like sound of horseshoes galloping forward.
When he said the first word, it sounded like he was still tens of feet away. After the voice fell, the man had already stopped in front of the door. What a fast horse!
The glamorous woman who stepped in first was dressed in black, but she put on a somewhat wild and enthusiastic posture. With a pair of black and white eyes, she looked coldly at the middle-aged man who was the leader of the group.
The thin man who made sarcastic remarks was directly ignored by her, and his expression suddenly became ugly. Just as he was about to say something, he saw the middle-aged man waved his hand and said with a smile: "Master Shen is ridiculous."
The Yishui League has six halls of wind, thunder, water, fire, and civil engineering. Shen Hong, the commander of the "Ruoshui Hall", is the only woman among the six hall masters. Needless to say, all the Jiang Hu people present understood the identity of the woman in black.
After the knights behind her tied up their horses, they also followed in, and one of the young men stood by her side.
The middle-aged man glanced at the young man, smiled slightly and said: "Lei has just crossed the river, so he troubled the two hall masters of Yishuimeng to come here, I am really terrified."
The young man with a calm demeanor took a step forward, cupped his fists and said, "Zhuang Lan has heard the name of Feiying Baolei Guardian for a long time, it's a pleasure to meet you."
There was another exclamation from the crowd, it turned out that the head Zhuang of the "Great Wind Hall" had also come. What is even more surprising is the identity of the group of people pointed out by Zhuang Lan.
It turned out to be a member of the famous Flying Eagle Fort in the northern martial arts!
There are endless conflicts of interest in the arena. Even if the various sects form a martial arts alliance, the martial arts alliance is not monolithic. As the most eye-catching force in the northern and southern martial arts, it is no secret that the "Flying Eagle Fort" that has dominated the Jiangbei for many years and the newly rising "Yishui League" in the south of the Yangtze River have been at odds for many years.
It was heard that Eagle Castle also intended to fight for the position of martial arts leader back then, but Ye Ziyun was even more popular. Since then, it has been heard that the owner of Eagle Castle has always said that he is not sick.
The two protectors on the left and right of Flying Eagle Castle are second only to the castle master in terms of status in the castle, and everyone knows their martial arts. Since this person's surname is Lei, he must be Lei Xiao, the left protector.
He came to the south of the Yangtze River this time, and he brought with him two capable men, the thin one was named Fan Yue, and the fat one was Wei Xing. Just now Fan Yue was ignored by Shen Hong, annoyed in his heart, and sneered, "Didn't everyone say that the Yishui League is going to choose a new leader? The two leaders are so leisurely and carefree that they are not in a hurry to return to Suzhou. Could it be that the choice of the leader of the alliance has already been decided?" Down? I don’t know which one from your faction, but he also came to Jiangning Mansion?”
Shen Hong's face turned even colder, Zhuang Lan asked first, "Why did you say that?"
Fan Yue pretended to be surprised and said: "Isn't your faction trying to choose a new leader this time? It's no wonder, after all, it hasn't been chosen for a year. It's better to take advantage of the gathering of heroes from all over the world and choose someone else..."
Zhuang Lan ignored him, but focused on Lei Xiao, and said in a deep voice: "The hero post was also sent to Feiying Castle, did Guardian Lei never read it? What did this friend mean just now?"
Lei Xiao's complexion changed slightly, and the Jianghu people who were present listened to these words with a little heart, and couldn't help being secretly surprised. You must know that the Yishui League's vigorous election of a new leader has already spread in the Jianghu. If it is true, at this time There is no need to deny it. Could it be that the rumors are not true
Yi Shuimeng does not choose a leader, so is it really an invitation to enjoy the moon during the 15th of August
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