When will the spring flowers and autumn moon come, and how much do you know about the past?

For some reason, Sigu Jian, who is more like Jianghu Langke, doesn’t like wine, but likes flowers and plants.

After spring came, a row of thatched huts at the foot of the low mountain were filled with countless unknown mountain flowers. Then Sigujian lay in a sea of ​​flowers, thinking about nothing, doing nothing, and just lying down.

Originally, it was nothing like Sigujian enjoying his own life alone, but after watching this scene for a long time, people always have the idea of ​​wanting to remember the past.

Ye Qi's once in Wudang Mountain was a longer time and space where material desires were flowing. There were both beautiful and bad things. But when you remember them, it always made people feel that it was not particularly comfortable.

He is very low now and doesn't like to look at people with his head tilted, so after he can walk out of the cradle, he can always see him on the roof of a thatched hut in the daytime of Jianlu. Sometimes he chats with Sigu Jian and sometimes reads quietly. Books may be the essence of Jianlu's sword technique, it may be a summary of a martial arts practice by someone in the martial arts world, and it may be a gift from the master Zhuang Mo Han, a man from Northern Qi.

For a few days, Sigu Jian was lying among a mountain flower. Today, Ye Qi threw the book aside, closed his eyes and remained silent for a long time, and then thought of a short word, which sighed and said, "When will the spring flowers and autumn moon come, and how much do you know about the past?"

"Good sentences, junior brother, you are indeed a good person in heaven. After reading a few books by Zhuang Mohan, you can read these sentences. It's amazing."

Ye Qibai glanced at someone lying among the mountain flowers and said, "I said I am not a Heavenly Vein, and this sentence is not mine either."

Sigu Jian looked up at him with contempt and said, "It's not a Heavenly Vein. You can run like a rabbit when you are one year old? You can speak in the kendo Shi Erlang when you are two years old? You can speak in swordsmanship with a speechless voice? Whose sentence is not yours? If it's someone's, how can I not know?"

When a person is one year old, he naturally cannot run like a rabbit. Even another born-known person in Danzhou, Qing Dynasty, could not do it. Ye Qi could not do it, but when he first came to this world, he condensed all his true power into his flesh and blood and bones. As his body grew a little, his body was far more than his peers.

"But I don't understand. You are only four years old. In the past four years, you have been alone in Jianlu. At most, you were only taken to the brothel by the second son's rogue. Where did you feel sad about spring and autumn?"

Ye Qi said: "You don't believe some things I say. Also, you are Sigujian, one of the four great masters in the world. I always have my own way and seem to be very ungrateful."

Sigu Jian didn't care about the sarcasm in his words and said, "Then do you come and hit me?"

Ye Qi was speechless, and he still had a very small fist. As it turned out, no matter what the relationship between the two people quarreling, in the end, the fist was still a win.

He decided not to fight with the hob meat again. Thinking that he hadn't visited Dongyi City for a long time, he suggested asking: "Looking at you like this, I can't read the books, let's go shopping in the city?"

Sigu Jian said, "Okay, I miss the cooked cakes from the south of the city."

...

In addition to the lack of the characteristics of the city wall, Dongyi City is extremely inclusive of foreign things, and when Dongyi City is a small port, it gathers merchants from all over the world. What's more, with the Sigujian, you can see many people from other countries on both sides of the wide street.

There are grassland barbarians wearing Hu clothes, Nanqing people with eyes that seem to grow on the cover of Tianling, Northern Qi scholars wearing Confucian shirts, and even blond and blue-eyed foreigners overseas.

Under a certain roof, Ye Qi was eating the baked pancake with meat in his hand intently. Suddenly, he felt that the swordsman next to him had not spoken for a long time. He looked curiously and found that he was staring at a foreign woman in a daze, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be about to flow out of water.

He was a little far away from the man, and pulled out a candied haw from the small canvas bag produced by Nanqing Neiku behind him and started eating it deliciously.

"Eating too much of this thing is not good for teeth." Sigu Jian looked at Ye Qi who was burying his head and said, unable to bear it.

Ye Qi didn't raise his head, pointing to a place on the street where the blonde beauty was no longer visible, and said, "I have been peeking at the beauty too many times, so I have to have corns."

"Don't you think it's very good?" Sigu Jian didn't explain, and suddenly remembered that the boy next to him was only five years old. He didn't understand the aesthetics of adults. He scratched his head and said, "I forgot that you are still young and don't understand these."

Ye Qi's face turned pale and threw the remaining bamboo sticks on the ground, thinking that he was really an idiot, so he quarreled with the idiot again.

...

Dongyi City is very big, and there is also Xicheng after visiting Nancheng, and there is also Beicheng behind Xicheng. Sigujian is the master. I don’t think so. In short, after visiting Nancheng, Ye Qi’s legs were a little sore and weak. The two of them found a carriage and were about to go to Beicheng to check it back to Jianlu.

Passing by a place outside the suburbs of Beicheng, Sigu Jian asked the driver to stop and walk out of the carriage with Ye Qi. In front of them was a green tree. The green tree was extremely large, like a small hill, with a tall trunk but no distant meaning. Tens of thousands of green leaves gathered at the canopy, like a pool growing on the tree. The tree's shady feet reflected by the sun were several acres of land.

Many people sat under the trees and pointed to the bustling city in the distance and talked about the past, and there were still three or two children playing unknown games around the trunk of the green tree.

"Is this tree?" Ye Qi asked.

Sigu Jian nodded, and then thought of the woman back then.

"Look at it." Ye Qi said, pointing to the rhizomes protruding from a green tree on the ground.

A child was sitting on the rhizome. The child looked at the ground with a serious look on his face. There were two groups of ants fighting fiercely.

"Interesting." Sigu Jian said with a smile.
Chapter completed!