The boats are so vast, the water and the sky are so long together.

The rivers and rivers are vertical and horizontal, and the Beidou is horizontal and straight.

The cicadas were noisy, and the forest became increasingly quiet.

The man rowing the boat was rowing hard.

The boat is as light and light as a reed, moving through the waves quickly and steadily.

The sound of swaying reeds and the sound of the boat breaking through the water were harmoniously intertwined.

An old man stood at the bow of the boat with bright eyes.

A young man was sitting on the deck, with a jug of wine and a thick book in front of him.

"Grandpa, you said you have been traveling for more than 20 years, have you seen everything?"

"Of course!" the old man chuckled.

The young man glanced at his grandfather with admiration.

In his early years, my grandfather joined the army in wars and traveled all over the country.

My favorite thing when I was a child was lying on my grandfather's lap and listening to his stories about the past.

A bamboo raft broke through the water at an extremely fast speed.

It's simply not like something a normal person could draw.

"Oh my God, why are these bamboo rafts so fast?"

The old man rowing the boat widened his eyes and looked at this scene in disbelief.

The bamboo raft was like an arrow, stabbing this way quickly in the water waves.

A young man stood in front of the bamboo raft.

He wore a hat on his head, and the hat drooped so low that it almost covered his face, and his expression could not be seen clearly.

He was wearing a blue shirt that was already worn out and full of holes.

The chest is half open, a gourd is tied around the waist, and an erhu is carried behind the back.

There is no one behind the bamboo raft, only a cow.

Um?

Who is rowing?

The bamboo rafts flew by quickly, leaving their boat far behind.

"...Grandpa...is that cow rowing a boat?"

Old man:..........

"It seems...it seems right?"

"Grandpa, have you seen him before?"

Old man: (o_o)??

Whose normal cow can row a boat?

"Old Niu, please paddle for a while."

"Moo!"

Li Ping'an was sitting cross-legged on the bamboo raft. He didn't know what was going on recently.

Walking around behind the enemy's back made me feel relaxed.

Practicing can also get twice the result with half the effort.

Along the way, Li Pingan was almost immersed in practice.

Just like a person who falls into a deep sleep, he rarely wakes up.

The most you can do is just mess around, take a bite, and then enter a state of visualization.

In this process, in every bit of daily life, he understood some of the subtle parts of Turtle Breath Kung Fu.

The more you practice, the more flavor you get, and it seems that you have reached another level.

Li Ping'an was completely silent in it, unaware of the flow of day and night.

The old ox then carried him across mountains and rivers.

A gust of wind blew by, and the fragrance was refreshing.

I don’t know how long it took, but early in the morning.

Li Ping'an first practiced the art of breathing and breathing, and felt calm and at ease.

The breeze whistled in the palm of my hand, and the leaves on the mountain fell rustling.

A surge of vitality spread from his body, carrying a fresh breath that could only be smelled in the deep mountains.

This proves that my skill has reached a new level.

“Not bad~”

Li Pingan nodded with great satisfaction.

He patted Lao Niu's butt and said, "Old Niu, you have worked hard these days. I will reward you with a handful of beef jerky when I get back."

The old cow's tail was spinning, its head was raised high, and its steps were brisk.

They are most likely on the official path now.

Looking at the prosperity of the official road, I guess it leads to some big city.

Li Ping'an asked: "Old Niu, where are we?"

Lao Niu blinked, he should be there soon.

"Where?"

The further they walked, the more Li Pingan felt something was wrong.

So I asked an uncle while I was drinking herbal tea on the roadside.

"Uncle, where are you in front of me?"

"The capital city."

"Capital?"

Li Pingan nodded thoughtfully.

The old cow raised his head high, as if to say, I can still trick you!

Li Pingan smiled and touched its head.

Even if I’m in Beijing, I just miss the delicious food in Beijing.

You can also go to Huailu Academy to see old friends.

By the way, I took the unprocessed spiritual stones I got and found a way to process them.

Li Ping'an thought so and drank a bowl of tea.

I just listened to the chatter of the old man next to me, with no intention of listening to what was said.

Um?

Li Ping'an suddenly frowned, "Uncle, did you just say Beijing? Where is the capital?"

"Are you confused by your sleep?" The uncle looked at the man in front of him strangely, "In addition to the capital of Dayu, where else is the capital?"

Li Ping'an:..........

Day... Dayu?

The old cow clicked his eyes and slowly lowered his head.

"Moo moo!!"

The uncle drank half a bowl of tea and watched the young man pick up a stool and chase an old cow.

"What a fool! This young man is really good at playing!"

In a dense forest outside the capital city of Dayu.

The green trees are luxuriant, and the rattans are intertwined with each other, as if covered with layers of large nets.

The old cow hugged the tree, feeling aggrieved.

Li Pingan sighed helplessly.

I thought I had escaped from the enemy's encirclement, but I didn't know that the good guy went directly to someone else's capital.

Forget it, let's make peace with it now.

I just happened to go to Dayu’s capital for a walk.
To be continued...