Chapter 297 Dear, you are too fragile!(1/2)
"Master, we're meeting again." Xiao Yi stood at the bow of the boat and greeted Gao Zhengyang happily.
Today she was wearing a bright green coat and had a pair of straw sandals on her feet. Her beautiful and even calves were still exposed.
The afternoon sun shone, and Xiao Yi's exposed calves were shining brightly, as if the most exquisite white porcelain, and it had white porcelain that was not tender and soft.
What made Gao Zhengyang even more happy was her heartfelt smile. Yuanming and Yuantong's smiles looked kind, but they were hypocritical. Seeing too much makes Gao Zhengyang feel a little disgusting.
It is still a beautiful and cute girl who is pleasing to the eye, and a sincere and natural smile pleasing to the eye.
"Meet again." Gao Zhengyang also said with a smile.
Xiao Yi and Gao Zhengyang got on the boat and asked excitedly: "According to Buddhism, we call fate!"
"Thoughts arise when fate arises." Gao Zhengyang said mysteriously.
Xiao Yi's face was slightly red when she was said, and she vaguely felt that Gao Zhengyang seemed to be laughing at her.
Those who make a living in this ten thousand miles of water are all from the Jiujiang Gang. HP wants to find a boat, how can she hide such a thing from Xiao Yi? She has been wandering around and rushed over immediately after hearing the news.
Xiao Yi was certainly guilty of having sex with her.
But looking at Gao Zhengyang's clear smile, she felt guilty and immediately didn't know where to fly. Now she could only feel unspeakable joy in her heart, which made her so happy that she was about to fly.
Xiao Yi and Gao Zhengyang looked at each other, and suddenly felt that they seemed too frivolous and hid in the back cabin shyly.
After staying for a while, she couldn't help but hum the songs in the Jiujiang waters. The local dialect she used to sing, her voice was soft and sweet.
Although Gao Zhengyang could not understand the lyrics, he could hear the joy in the song.
This kind of joy is very contagious. He is pretending to be serious, and there are smiles on his square face. From time to time, he sneaks around Xiao Yi in the back cabin.
The old boatman who was in charge of the helm and paddling could not help but smile on his face.
A light boat carrying a boat full of joy and flowing down the river. Its freedom and joy attracted the attention of the passing ships around.
When the light boat passed by Wolong Mountain, Gao Zhengyang carefully looked at the mountain. He did not see any problem.
Gao Zhengyang waved to Xiao Yi and asked, "I heard that there is a dragon at the foot of Wolong Mountain. Do you know what's going on?"
Xiao Yi shook her two braids with a proud look on her face and said, "Of course, everyone in Jiujiang knows this story."
HP sitting next to him looked at Gao Zhengyang with some depression and thought to himself why don’t you ask me about this kind of thing! Why don’t you ask me about it?
He heard such ancient legends since he was a child and could speak them casually.
Sure enough, Xiao Yi was talking about that.
It is said that in ancient times there was a purple dragon who caused trouble because of his many evil deeds and harmed sentient beings. As a result, he angered the gods and was dug out of his eyes by the gods, suppressed under the mountain peaks, and never turned over.
The body of this dragon turned into Wolong Mountain, and tears flowed out into Zilong River.
What made HP even more depressed was that after hearing this, Gao Zhengyang even praised Xiao Yi for his good speech.
Looking at Xiao Yi's smug look, HP suddenly felt that this girl was not that cute anymore. But if you just don't look at Xiao Yi, you can't make up your mind.
Gao Zhengyang was thinking about the content of this story.
The inheritance of the human race has not been cut off for thousands of years. This story may be absurd, but it may not be all fake.
Especially when Zilong was dug up his eyes, he couldn't help but think of the Longyan Bodhi Mirror.
This story is very consistent with the treasures of the Dragon Underworld. Either the descendants deliberately made up their minds and linked the legend to the Dragon Underworld. Or, the two really have some relationship.
If it weren't for sitting on the boat, Gao Zhengyang would have wanted to go into the water now. But he also knew that things could not be that simple.
If you can see the dragon when you enter the water, many masters in Jiujiang City are not fools, so it is his turn to investigate.
Gao Zhengyang said: "Xiao Yi, there are any interesting places nearby. Let's go and take a look..."
Xiao Yi's eyes turned and said cunningly: "There is a Baili Lian Lake downstream. Now is the time to pick lotus, which is extremely lively and fun."
"Okay, just go there and have a look." Gao Zhengyang didn't care where he went, but just showed a casual attitude of playing.
To Gao Zhengyang's surprise, Lianhu was more than 200 miles away from Jianglongxiayuan. The light boat went downstream, and the speed was a little faster than the galloping horse. But by the time we arrived at Lianhu, the sun was about to set.
Against the golden light of the sun, the lotus lake waves were shimmering, and the girls were riding small boats, humming tunes, and picking lotus seeds.
"Lotus seeds can not only be eaten, but also used as medicine. If you pick them too much, you can also spend some money."
Xiao Yi said, and reached out to pick a lotus pod, broke open the lotus seeds inside, and handed them to Gao Zhengyang's mouth, "You taste it, it's so sweet..."
After chatting with Gao Zhengyang for an afternoon, Xiao Yi became familiar with Gao Zhengyang. She no longer called him master, just called you, you.
He was so angry that he thought the little girl was really rude. He wanted to teach a few lessons, but was stopped by Gao Zhengyang. As a result, Xiao Yi became more and more arrogant.
HP vaguely felt that Xiao Yi was afraid that she was not cute. But she still had some desire in her heart. I hope Xiao Yi could become more obedient and better stay away from Master Wukong.
Seeing Xiao Yi handing to Gao Zhengyang's mouth, HP felt a stinging pain in his heart. He simply turned his head and stopped looking at Xiao Yi.
Unfortunately, Xiao Yi only saw Gao Zhengyang in his eyes. He didn't care about the restless little monk next to him.
Gao Zhengyang also had the idea of taking a bite with his crystal white and tender fingers. But no matter how the other party said that they were all little girls, it didn't matter if he was joking, but he was afraid that the children would take it seriously.
Gao Zhengyang took the lotus seeds with his hand and grew a few, which was indeed sweet and delicious.
Maybe it was too late, and the girls who picked lotus leaves one after another. A faint mist began to simmer on the lake.
This scene made Gao Zhengyang feel moved and said in a low voice: "The girl in the river picks lotus by the autumn water. She has a narrow sleeve and light silk, and she has two golden bracelets. She looks like a face. She only competes with her silk in a row. She is on the beach with wind and waves. The fog is heavy and the smoke is light. She is not accompanied by her when she comes. She is singing and returning home from a distance..."
Ouyang Xiu's song "Butterfly Love Flower" is placed here, but it is very suitable. As for the "hearts only compete for chaos" in it, it is used by Gao Zhengyang to tease Xiao Yi.
Xiao Yi is only fourteen or fifteen years old, and she is still young and ignorant, and her writing skills are even worse. How can I understand the beauty of the sentence "I only offer my heart to fight for chaos"? I don't understand that the sentence was teased by Gao Zhengyang.
I just felt that this poem was catchy and said the scene of the girl picking lotus very well, as if she was painted on paper.
She patted her hands gently and exclaimed: "This word is good, you can use it to sing it directly..."
Xiao Yi was used to singing the small songs. After humming a few times, she found the appropriate tune and started singing softly.
A small lyric about love and sorrow was sung by her joy and melodiously, and it had another taste.
The sunset is setting, the fog is filled with light fog, and wisps of smoke from afar are drifting with the wind, and golden waves are rippling on the lake. An innocent and beautiful girl sang lightly at the bow of the boat. The scenery is peaceful, clear, beautiful, and gentle, showing the charm of the river waters.
Gao Zhengyang does not know how to write poetry, but he knows aesthetics. Everything in front of him is vivid, real and beautiful, which makes him feel satisfied and moved from the bottom of his heart.
Traveling through this world, getting in touch with stronger power, and seeing the intoxicating beauty.
Power makes people strong, and beauty makes life more colorful.
Through strength and beauty, Gao Zhengyang felt his true existence, and then recognized this world and was also recognized by this world.
This is not pretentious, but re-establishing one's position in the new world.
Gao Zhengyang's mind was clear and ethereal, and the injuries that had been bothering him seemed to suddenly disappear. The feeling was like removing the heavy burden, and his whole body was extremely relaxed.
The secret changes in Gao Zhengyang's body are unaware of them. Unless they are meticulous and ninth-level powerful men, they can detect their changes through their sense of breath.
To Xiao Yi, Gao Zhengyang seems to have become more accented and more likeable.
Her melodious singing unknowingly became more entangled.
In a light boat following Xiao Yi, a young man and woman also heard the subtle changes in the singing, and both of them looked a little ugly.
"Xiao Yi is really thinking about the spring!"
The woman who talked has very high cheekbones, very small eyes, but her mouth was big. The most terrifying thing was that her lips were bright red, which looked quite scary.
"Xiao Yi is mine!"
The young man said in a deep voice, his tone was extremely firm, as if he was just talking about a simple fact. His appearance was similar to a woman, but his face was narrower and longer, so much more grand and powerful than a woman.
The man said it lightly, but it was still difficult to suppress his anger. He held the hilt of the knife at his waist tightly and stared at Gao Zhengyang's eyes and showed a strong murderous aura.
At dusk, there was a lot of smoke, and Gao Zhengyang's moon-white monk's robe was particularly conspicuous.
The woman hurriedly pulled the man, "Tian Yu, don't do anything randomly. That is Wukong, a famous poet in the world."
"Hmph..." Tian Yu sneered, "There is nothing to do with poetry. What kind of poetry can block it with just one knife? It's just a small sixth level, killing him is like killing a chicken."
The woman was anxious, "He has a low martial arts skills and a great reputation. If you kill him, you will provoke Buddhism. Even if you become the leader of the Jiujiang Gang, you will not be able to escape death."
Tian Yu's face was even more angry, "There is no good thing in Buddhism, and the monks in the Jianglong Lower Courtyard are so dirty that they are disgusting."
"Whether good or bad Buddhism is the first-class sect in the world. There are so many ninth-level strong men who can't count them. If they really anger, the Jiujiang Gang can also be destroyed by backhand."
The woman looked ugly but had a gloomy and calm mind. She reminded the man: "I think this monk's weapon Yu Chaofan is afraid that she will not look down on Xiao Yi. Don't worry, either."
"That's not possible. These monks like virginity the most. My wife must not be humiliated!" Tian Yu said this, and the blue veins on his hand holding the knife were bulging.
Tian Yu has a high status in the Jiujiang Gang and knows very well about some things about the Jianglong Xiayuan. He firmly believes that there is no good thing for the monk.
The woman said, "When it's dark, I'll go find Lao Yutou. I will never give the monk a chance to protect your wife's innocence."
At the end of the story, the woman couldn't help but tease Tian Yu.
Tian Yu's turmeric face turned slightly red, and he explained: "I don't like Xiao Yi either. But only by marrying her can you be qualified to fight for the position of the gang leader."
The woman said seriously: "Sister I know the importance of it. You are my brother. If I don't help you, who else can I help you?"
Tian Yu looked grateful, "Sister, thank you so much. When I become the leader of the gang, you will be the chief manager."
The woman couldn't help but laugh happily, "I'll let the Jiujiang Gang's surname be Tian at that time."
Tian Yu also smiled and said, "That's natural. We siblings govern the Jiujiang Gang together. Who dares not accept it?"
To be continued...