The so-called senior is actually just a charming person who is ignorant of the world, while the so-called junior is a blue-shirted man with "mindful eyes everywhere".

Chen Kuang did not think that his cognition was the whole world. He was just the most ordinary person in this world. Fortunately, he had many stories in his mind, so it was the most heartwarming to drink with this.

Chen Kuang told Qing Dai about his past events, but did not describe the protagonist as himself.

He had fought and calm along the way, but he was more chasing the wind and the moon.

As the listener, Qingdai was soon brought into Chen Kuan's world. The blue-shirted man appeared in Qingdai's mind. He walked so far before he reached his master. Fortunately, there were other people around him.

Before we knew it, the night was shrouded in the sky, the moon had quietly climbed into the sky, the breeze in the mountains blew, and the fire was swaying under the forest.

By the bonfire, two figures sat opposite each other, Chen Kuang talked loudly, Qingdai listened patiently until the incident in Kangzhu City ended.

"What happened later, where did he go?" Qingdai, who had been listening patiently, asked curiously.

When Chen Kuang heard this, he drank a sip of wine and then smiled: "Later, the swordsman who had turned from a young man to a young man left Kangzhu City one by one. He planned to meet some people he hadn't seen for a long time."

"Are they those girls?"

"Probably!"

At this point, this imperfect story came to a pretty perfect end.

Qingdai, who heard Chen Kuang's words, also felt that the young people who left Kangzhu City would definitely have better results in the future and would not be so tired again.

Qingdai looked at the young man who was drinking slowly in front of her, and she wondered if the world was like this.

In fact, she could feel the change in Chen Kuan's mood from the beginning to the present, which was a change from nervousness to anger and finally relieved, just like he had walked through the world in the story by himself.

Qingdai did not ask the reason, but closed her eyes and prayed silently for the young man in the story. She used her own spiritual power to pull her mind, which was considered her unique technique. It did not help much in fighting with others. It was just a kind of blessing, which could bring some blessings to those who were silently recited.

Chen Kuang looked at Qingdai's movements silently until she opened her eyes again. Chen Kuang did not feel any difference, but Qingdai, who opened her eyes again, saw the traction of the mind that was so thin that it was almost invisible around Chen Kuang. It turned out that the young man in the story was really himself.

At this moment, when Qingdai looked at Chen Kuan again, she suddenly felt that the Qingshan Guest in front of her was so different. He was different from the people in the martial arts world at the foot of the mountain. It was not because of the difference in temperament on the surface, but more like the difference from the small martial arts world from the heart.

Qingdai smiled and said, "Thank you Mr. Chen for your story, it's very exciting."

Chen Kuang smiled and said, "It's just a few stories, just like Miss Qingdai likes it."

Chen Kuang actually didn't plan to finish everything at first, but later, the love came to his mind, and as he talked, the story blurted out for no reason.

When she was just listening to the story, Qingdai would occasionally drink a sip of wine, and before she knew it, her cheeks became slightly red.

Qingdai stood up and gave Chen Kuan a blessing, and said softly: "If Mr. Chen passes by Jiuzi Mountain in the future, you must stay here so that Qingdai can also enjoy the friendship of the landlord."

Seeing this, Chen Kuang gave a bow and nodded and responded.

After that, Qingdai did not stay and gradually faded away in the moonlight.

The breeze lingers in the mountains, and in the night, after the green indian leaves, a layer of invisible barrier slowly gathers around Shenkuang, but Shenkuang does not pay attention to it. The barrier has no effect and can only ensure a safe night's sleep.

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After seeing off his senior again, Chen Kuang no longer had the fear he had before because he knew that this senior Qingdai was easy to talk to.

The story of the story is never just the story itself. After a story about oneself blurts out, those emotions that were originally thought to be difficult to let go will eventually disappear with the wind, because when we pick it up again, it means that we can let go.

This is actually the image of the girl's back when she left, and it gradually disappeared!

The two grilled fish have been completely wiped out by Shen Qun. This accidental encounter now seems to be just right.

The breeze is bright and the cicadas are speechless all night.

The next morning, Chen Kuang woke up a little later than expected, and he also found that he had no dew on his body in the mountains, not even the horse hero.

The sunlight quietly shone through the gaps of the trees. Shen Gu subconsciously reached out to cover it up and looked up. It was another good weather, but I don’t know if there would be a good story.

Chen Kuang got up and stretched his body wide. He came to the cold pond and washed his face randomly. The water in the pond was cold, refreshing and refreshing.

While the sun was not too fierce in the morning, Chen Kuang and the hero set off again.

Jiuzishan, what a nice name.

Later, there were many mountains and forests all the way, and it was not until the evening of that day that Shen Kuang had about to walk out of the continuous mountains, and an endless fertile field appeared in front of him.

The plains have many lakes, so the scenery is also very good.

Slowly, there were more and more pedestrians on the road. On the verge of Chenkuang, there were occasionally literati and scholars rafting on the lake, there were also children who rode green ox on the back of the cow and returned home slowly, and there were also men who came back together with the busy farming service at night.

Chen Kuang thought he was about to arrive in Pingshan City, but he soon discovered that it was just a village. Because several small villages were scattered together, it looked like a small town.

There are crisscrossing mountains and rivers and lakes, and here it looks like a water town in the south of the Yangtze River.

The people I met on the road were not curious about Chen Kuang's outfit, and they were even more familiar. When they passed Chen Kuang, they smiled and praised him for his handsome young man.

Soon, the rows of houses in the village came into view and stretched far away.

Perhaps it is because this place is located between the two mountains, so the climate is impermanent and the clouds and rains are changing. So, it is drizzling slowly at night.

While the rain was not heavy, the sinking conditions accelerated and entered the village.

It was better than expected, because there was a simple inn in the village.

The inn has two floors, two in front and two in the back. There are many rooms in the countryside village inn, which has few pedestrians on weekdays, and there are many rooms and are gorgeously decorated.

The inn shopkeeper was an old man with a kind look. When Chen Kuang entered the inn, he was leaning against the lobby cabinet smoking a dry tobacco. Through the mist, the shopkeeper saw Chen Kuang and smiled and asked the only clerk to come forward to greet him.

The guy is not old, he looks younger than Shenwei, and he is a little afraid of being angry.

"Customer, are you playing the sting or staying in a hotel?" the guy asked slowly.

Chen Kuang replied, "Do you have a good guest room?"

Hearing Chen Kuang's words kind, the guy's expression relaxed a little. "Some guest officials, the guest rooms are still empty, two taels of silver per night, I don't know if the guest officials' wishes..."

Before the waiter finished speaking, Chen Kuang said directly: "Give me one, it's best to go along the way."

When the waiter heard this, he smiled a little on his face. He first glanced at the shopkeeper on the counter and then smiled at Chen Kuang, "Okay, I'll prepare the room for you now. Do you want to rest in the hall and then go up and rest?"

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Although the waiter didn't speak much, a business-minded person thought about the customer's affairs carefully and then gave suggestions, which would not seem to be too much and make the customer willing to spend money.

Chen Kuang nodded and said, "Then give me a few signature dishes, can there be wine in the store?"

"Some guests, the signature wine in our inn is called Qiao Yao, one tael of silver and half a pound of wine."

"Well, half a pound is enough." Chen Kuang said.

The waiter smiled and replied, "Customer, please wait, the food and drink will come soon."

The old shopkeeper who had been leaning against the cabinet looked at the scene in front of him and nodded with relief. The young man had a life in his eyes and couldn't be hungry.

Chen Kuang found a seat by the window and sat down. He looked out the window. It was still drizzling, but the pedestrians on the way home still talked and laughed without rushing or slowing down.

After the waiter left, the old shopkeeper looked at the young man who was in love with him again. Most of them were tourists from all over the world who came from afar to rest here.

"Did the young man come from Misty City?" the old shopkeeper asked.

After hearing the old shopkeeper's words, Chen Kuang retracted his gaze and looked at him, "The shopkeeper's guess is right, he is indeed from Misty City."

Hearing that he guessed correctly, the old shopkeeper smiled proudly and said, "There are the most people in Misty City, and the most complicated ones."

"The shopkeeper has also been to Misty City?"

The old man let out a breath of smoke and nodded, "I have been there, but my legs were still neat at that time, and now I can't walk far away. At that time, Misty City was a must-pass place for pedestrians and merchants from south to north, and now it will probably only be more prosperous."

Chen Kuang replied after hearing this: "Well, there are indeed many outsiders in Misty City."

The old shopkeeper smiled: "It is also the place with the most Qinlou Chu Pavilion, suitable for you young people. By the way, I have drunk the wine in Misty City!"

Chen Kuang nodded and said, "I have drunk it, but I'm just in a tavern."

He seemed to think that the wine in the tavern was not good, but the old man said, "Yes, the wine in the taverns in the streets and alleys is the best, and the delicacies are also more delicious."

Listening to the old shopkeeper's experience, Chen Kuang smiled. Only those who have been there know that what they drink is not the quality of the wine itself, but the taste, which lingers in their hearts and cannot be removed.

Chen Kuang replied with a smile: "Shopkeeper, how much wine in your store is compared to that in Misty City?"

Hearing Chen Kuan's question, the old shopkeeper brushed his beard and smiled complacently: "It's not much different if there is a comparison."

It means that the wine in his shop tastes enough.

"Oh, I've been through this world when I was young. I envy you young people." The old shopkeeper sighed.

Chen Kuang smiled and said, "It's interesting to have a world of trouble when you come to the world. Why should the shopkeeper be confined to his age?"

"That spirit is still there, but the body can't stand the tossing. In the next life, I will strive to travel to the world for a few more years in the next life, and also see the style of the sword god."

Chen Kuan and the old shopkeeper were having a lot of chatting with each other.

Soon after, several dishes and half a pound of wine that Chen Kuang asked for were served one by one.

Chen Kuang was still chatting with the old man while eating, and as he talked, he also talked about this village.

The old shopkeeper said that the village was called Sishui Village, which was a very strange name.

Chen Kuang said he liked it a little, which gave people a good feeling.

When the old shopkeeper heard this, he took the conversation and said that he finally stopped his pace of exploring the world because he liked this place. Since then, he has been here until now, and has been here for half his life. The old shopkeeper said that he is willing.

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