Chapter 29, Moonlight on the Yangtze River, Jinghong Zhaoying
When August is watching, it is Mid-Autumn Festival. It is night, and the jade plate is hanging high, clearly like a mirror. I know that people are riding a small boat with no sails or oars. Even so, this small boat is walking on the surging river with turbulent waves and rapid tides, and it feels like "calm and steady."
It's fine, but this small boat is not going downstream, but is moving upwards against the river, in a slow and slow manner. This is really strange. It is true that the Taoist Taoist has made great progress recently. With only some of the true energy, the boat can go upstream on the rolling Yangtze River without much effort, but it adds a kind of artistic conception of immortality. This is a very good experience for the Taoist Taoist Taoist who has always liked Taoism.
At night, there are few boats who dare to sail on the river, and it is difficult for the small boat to face the danger of night walking. As for those rich and powerful people with tall buildings, how could they still wander on the river during this festival? They reunite early. It is precisely because of this, I know that the only one who knows that the boat is lonely is a little lonely, but it is also pure enough. The moonlight all over the river is bright and bright, and he enjoys it alone. How can it not be a kind of happiness or satisfaction?
After enjoying the moonlight for a while, Zhifei Taoist was afraid of causing so much so he stopped loving the moon. Zhifei Taoist sat cross-legged on the bow of the boat, and in front of him was a stove with a small charcoal fire. There was a layer of barbed wire on the stove, and two fish were roasted on the net. The smell of fish was filled with the sound of waving. This is another benefit of night walking. In the moonlight, in addition to the ups and downs of the river, there were also fish thorns.
It should be known that the fish are blind, and somehow, these fish jumped out of the water from time to time. Unfortunately, they fell on the boat board and stood it. At first, Zhifa Daoist had the patience to put them back into the water one by one, but later, he was greatly relieved. This is how the two roasted river carp came.
The person who knew not to know would not feel cruel, but just looked at the bright moon in the sky and sighed: "The fish leaped over the water. I think it was raining heavily. It seemed that I had to find a place to moor down and shelter from the rain. Oh, it was a pity that the moonlight on this day. Mid-Autumn Festival night is only once a year."
After making a decision, the Taoist is not in a hurry. As he sees the celestial phenomena, it takes only a while before the heavy rain can fall, so there is no need to lose peace.
The boat was still moving forward slowly, but it slowly deviated from the middle of the river and leaned towards the bank of the river.
The moonlight was hazy, and a thin layer of mist gradually rose on the river. In the moonlight, it was like a dream and a illusion. Zhifei Taoist's eyes moved away from the grilled fish in front of him, but his clear eyes were attracted by a sailboat.
It was a large ship with a high mast, hanging with a sail from the sea, and slowly chasing it from the downstream. As mentioned earlier, the waves on the river were dangerous. If an idle man did not have a tall building ship that could withstand the wind and waves, he would definitely not dare to walk on the river at night. The ship behind was obviously not in this line, which would be a bit strange.
It was not because of this man who was concerned about the sailboat behind him. His own small boat was as small as the other person's boat, so how could he be curious? What attracted him were the two people standing on the bow of the sailboat behind him. To be more precise, the woman standing on the bow of the boat.
That was a woman who was as beautiful as a dream, and she should be the most beautiful and charming woman in her life. Her elegant face reflected the bright moon in the sky, her eyes were as bright as stars, clear and bright. A river breeze blows by, and her light green skirt blows with the wind, she is endlessly elegant and calm. That kind of charm looks like a icy and snowy green lotus, but it also has an inexplicable sense of intimacy, which makes people want to get close to her.
Of course, the man who knew nothing was not a superficial person who was confused by his voice and color. In fact, he was more concerned about the elegant ancient sword hanging on the woman's back, and a sense of swordsmanship. Intuition told him that this woman had extraordinary achievements in swordsmanship, and although not as good as him, it was also impressive. This reminded him of a person, the contemporary saint of Cihang Jingzhai - Shi Feixuan.
Perhaps this strange woman who was suspected to be Shi Feixuan was too outstanding. Zhifei Taoist only paid a little attention to the man next to him from the corner of his eyes. This man was actually very outstanding. He was more beautiful than Pan An, and he was a very handsome man. With a gentle look, his every move was full of charm and a romantic and elegant manner. In him, Zhifei Taoist seemed to have seen some of Shi Zhixuan's shadow, but he had not learned his spirit, and had a little imitation. This appearance further proved his previous judgment. This man was mostly a passionate young man Hou Xibai who was known as "passing among the flowers, without a leaf touching his body."
Perhaps it was because the Daoist Zhifei's eyes attracted the attention of the other party, or perhaps it was because the roasted fish of the Daoist Zhifei's roasted fish alarmed the other party. When the sailboat behind us caught up, the two ships were parallel, it was just the time when the eyes met. After a deep look, Hou Xibai became interested in the Taoist priest who had been paying attention to them. After all, the boat had no sails or oars, but could go against the Yangtze River, which already showed the magic of the other party. What's more, the Dao Qi on Zhifei's Taoist qi could not be faked. He was not afraid that Zhifei's Taoist priest would have any bad thoughts. As a disciple of the evil king Shi Zhixuan, the beauty around him was also the contemporary walking of Cihang Jingzhai, the Baidao Holy Land. They were all first-class young masters. Out of confidence in his own side, he was naturally fearless. Suddenly, "This Taoist priest is so elegant, but why did he repeatedly peek at us? Is it a bit rude?"
Zhifei Taoist smiled and said, "Nothing else, I'm curious."
Shi Feixuan nodded to the Taoist Zhifei and said, "It is rare to meet in this vast river, share the flowing frost in this sky, the bright moon and the Yangtze River, wouldn't it be a great fate? If the Taoist priest is interested, there are still some clear tea and vegetarian wine on the boat, which is just right to use the Taoist priest to grill fish and sit and discuss it. Wouldn't it be beautiful? But I don't know if it's a long time to enjoy the face?" Her voice had a special smell, which was as gentle as jade, and it felt very difficult to refuse.
The Taoist Zhifa smiled and said, "Miss is kind, how can I let go of my good intentions? But I don't know if this brother has any objections? Don't let me offend my friends for no reason."
Hou Xibai smiled bitterly and said, "The Taoist Master is not a common man under the moonlight. Why bother to offend him if he cares about it?" He really didn't expect that this Taoist priest who looked quite a bit Taoist would speak like this. It was obviously his rude first, but he finally ended up not being able to stop himself. Especially the faint sarcasm in his words made him a little difficult to accept. Master is above, and I, Hou Xibai, just admired the beauty, never possessed, let alone be jealous. But these are all secretly calculating in my heart, but I couldn't speak out. In helplessness, I could only smile bitterly.
Chapter completed!