Li Si got on the carriage.

The carriage continued to march towards Changling.

The road is long and difficult, I don’t know how many twists and turns it will be, and I don’t know when I will arrive at Changling, and I don’t know what will happen after I arrive at Changling.

Thousands of mountains and rivers block, and the news is not well-informed after all. Even he did not know that Wang Jingmeng was a disciple of the world's recognized No. 1 sword master.

It would be really good to meet such an interesting and dreamy person and give yourself some confidence and warmth.

Li Si lifted the curtains of the car and looked at the green hidden in the road. He gradually smiled, and there seemed to be singing from many cities in Han Dynasty in his ears.

...

It's time to have a meal.

It's time to eat.

Practitioners often have extraordinary attention to diet. For practitioners, pure spiritual energy of heaven and earth is naturally the cleanest holy object. Any other food will more or less leave some adverse effects on the human body.

But Wang Jingmeng didn't pay any special attention to it, and Gu Liren didn't pay any special attention to it.

He casually ordered a bowl of red spicy noodle soup slices and two dishes of side dishes.

Actually, he is not poor.

The horse thieves he killed before had a lot of belongings, and even if they were half of them, it would be enough for him to spend many years.

What's more, he has no need to worry about whether he has money to eat since a few years ago.

Just looking at the thick layer of putty and the fat slices that were looming in the noodle soup, a middle-aged man who walked to Wang Jingmeng still felt that Wang Jingmeng was the kind of poor swordsman who had just come out of the mountain after practicing hard.

He had eaten it, and he couldn't stand such greasy noodle soup and fat slices. His brows frowned unconsciously, but his eyes lit up.

The more you are, the less you see the world, the more likely you are to be persuaded and influenced by others.

There was no one across from Wang Jingmeng, so he sat down directly opposite Wang Jingmeng.

Then he nodded slightly and smiled, "In Xiayusu, my master wants to see Mr. I don't know if he is free."

Wang Jingmeng took a sip of the noodle soup.

He thought it was not strong enough, so he poured two plates of side dishes into the noodles and turned them over with chopsticks, "Who is your master? What are you asking me for?"

After saying this, he took a sip of the noodle soup, and the taste was strong and he was very satisfied.

It was natural for him to reply to the middle-aged man's words, without any pretentiousness. In his opinion, anything is not just about whether he has time or not. Whether he has time or not, it also depends on what the matter is and what the other party means.

If he doesn't think he is interested in this matter at all, he doesn't need to talk about it even if he has time.

He was very young and looked very young and tender, but he was born calm. When he was like this at this time, he was a little deliberate and scheming in the eyes of this middle-aged man.

"My owner's surname is Tang, and he has many businesses in Changling. Some of them are related to the Gongsun family." The middle-aged man lowered his head slightly, looking humble, but because of habit, he did not want people to find that he might be unhappy. "My owner wants to see Mr. I want to ask if he is interested in following us to Changling, and he will treat Mr. kindly."

"Thank you, sir."

Wang Jingmeng started eating noodles and said, "I just didn't have any interest."

The middle-aged man was slightly stagnant, but he didn't give up and said, "My master is very kind to the people. Although it is impossible to say that you can use countless money, but..."

"It's not a matter of money, it's really not interested." Wang Jingmeng interrupted him.

"Where is a practitioner who doesn't want to gain a place in Changling?"

The middle-aged man was still full of doubt when he left.

In his opinion, this is the same thing as water flowing to the lower part.

“It’s indeed…”

Wang Jingmeng looked at the road when Li Si's carriage left. At this time, he naturally became very curious about Changling. However, the most touching thing that made him feel when talking to this unknown middle-aged man was Li Si's right. There are really not many people in this world who can make people feel interesting.

So people like Li Si are indeed lonely for a lot of time.

Wang Jingmeng sighed a little.

The sword intent is the most important thing to ask for the heart, and the heart is nothing more than the emotions bursting from the heart.

The green mountains are long and the water is long, and lonely people don’t know where they return home.

He felt the loneliness of Li Si.

In the alley not far from the left in front of him, there was a cluster of purple roses blooming brightly at this time.

It is caged in the shadows and is not noticed.

But it looked at the blue sky and looked at the blueness along the mottled courtyard wall.

His mind was filled with sword intention.

Gu Liren is not wrong in his judgment of himself or him.

In Gu Liren's opinion, he was born to be more sensitive to things related to swords. Whether it was the works of the Sword Sutra left by his predecessors or the faint sword marks, in his judgment, Wang Jingmeng's talent should be stronger than him.

At this moment, Wang Jingmeng learned two sword scriptures, but he created his first sword move.

...

The sound of the piano is like a big bead falling on a jade plate.

The light tea is fragrant, and even the most common dish of salted peanuts seems to be radiant.

Outside the pavilion with gauze curtains is a lotus pond. The lotus flowers have not bloomed. Occasionally, red carp is penetrated among the leaves and spit out some blisters.

The woman sat opposite Gu Liren, drooped her hands a little casually, threw some cake crumbs to the red carp, and said in a man's voice: "It seems that you are very satisfied with your disciple?"

The woman is wearing plain clothes, not young, but not old, with no traces at the corners of her eyes, but the charm left by the years in her eyes.

"Very satisfied, except that it's a little too mature."

Gu Liren smiled and said, "Even if you can see things too clearly, I always feel that young people should look like young people. This is good like Lin Zhuijiu, very sunny and happy."

"It seems that your disciple is like you, too much of his own personality and unlikely to be moved by others." The woman smiled faintly.

Gu Liren thought for a while and said, "It's almost the same, but it's not the same. You should know that I'm too casual and casual."

"So you rushed for hundreds of miles, just because you knew I was here and wanted to listen to me playing the piano?" the woman smiled faintly.

"When a person is alive, he should not live every day well, or look at the scenery he likes, meet the people he likes, and do what he likes? Some people think that the king's dominance is the main business, but in my opinion, living the life he likes casually is the main business." Gu Liren said with a smile.

The woman shook her head, "Just want to disappoint you."

Gu Liren smiled bitterly.

The woman said, "The hands that are stained with blood are no longer suitable for playing the piano. My junior sister's piano rhyme is no less than mine. If you are disappointed, it will make her sad."

Gu Liren turned his head and looked at the woman in emerald yellow clothes playing the piano, and smiled apologetically.

The woman also smiled sweetly, but shook her head at him, signaling him not to force her anymore.

Gu Liren shook his head at the woman playing the piano, then looked at the woman opposite him and said, "The person you killed is the Dongyang clan... That person killed your husband, and you will naturally die if you kill him, but they don't know your true identity. I heard that they invited someone to deal with you."

"I came here from Qi Liu, just want to find a place to be a normal person in peace." The woman said quietly: "If someone really comes, I will kill them together. But since you are all here, I will probably no longer need to take action."

She seemed to be on the matter, but Gu Liren heard her wish for return, felt a little moved, and said softly: "Can you see you again in the future?"

“It will be hard to see in the future.”

The woman's eyes also became complicated, and she poured Gu Liren a cup of tea.

A good piano is rare, and even more difficult to find a soulmate.

Gu Liren didn't ask where she was going, but he knew that even if he was casual, he would still stir up the world's storm, so it would be better to miss him than to meet him.

...

The breeze is high and the vast river is full of a large boat flowing down the river.

Gu Liren walked out of a laundry alley, and he walked straight to the water, then walked on the waves and walked towards the big ship.

The big ship had a wide view, and the group of people on the bow were full of ambitions. However, when they saw Gu Liren walking on the waves, the pride and complacent of these people disappeared instantly.

The anchor on the ship was immediately thrown down, and the ship ended abruptly.

A practitioner bowed to Gu Liren at the front of the bow, and was about to speak.

"I am from Gu Li, a native of Bashan Jianchang."

But Gu Liren's voice had already started.

"If the Dongyang clan still wants to exist in this world, don't think about causing trouble for that person anymore."

Gu Liren was most afraid of trouble, so when he said this, he casually slashed his sword.

His hands were not moved, but his mind moved.

The practitioner at the bow of the ship found that his sleeves were slightly cold.

He bowed his head in horror and found that his sleeves were cracked.

Many people behind him also found that their sleeves were cracked.

No one dares to speak again.

No one dares to get angry anymore.

The big ship quickly turned around and went against the current faster than when it came.

But there was applause on the river.

"It seems that Yu Zuochi has not lie to me. You are indeed stronger than him."
Chapter completed!