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Chapter 56 Qinhuai

Lu Chengchou roared in a voice, half of his head fell straight into the valley, and the remaining half of his head was still connected to his body, biting Xu Xuan's neck tightly. The fishy blood sprayed his whole body, and he couldn't tell which ones were from him and which were from Lu Chengchou.

These few times, rabbits rose and fell, as fast as lightning. When Xu Xuan came to his senses, he was pulled up to the huge rock by Bai Suzhen. Thinking of the danger just now, cold sweat couldn't help but spread all over his body, as if he was exhausted.

Lin Lingsu jumped down from the cliff rock, grabbed his palm and smiled, "It's so wonderful! The descendant of the Jindan Sect finally angrily killed his old enemy and avenged his master. Old Man Chen knew about it in the spring, so he could rest in peace." He reached out and grabbed Lu Chengchou's body, divided his fingers into a wrong way, and suddenly tore his belly apart.

Bai Suzhen was upset and turned her head quickly. Even though Xu Xuan was bold, she was still terrified.

Lin Lingsu reached out to stir the body for a while, then pulled out the bleeding intestines, pinching them inch, as if looking for something. After a while, he turned around and smiled, "Very good, very good, you really didn't lie to me. Otherwise, this place would be a place where two people died for love."

Bai Suzhen's face turned red and she said coldly: "What are you talking about!"

"I'm sorry little fairy!" Lin Lingsu clapped his hands and stood up, laughing, "You have practiced for so long and finally realized some humanity. It's also considered that you have achieved some success. However, after you practice for a longer time in the future, you will find that the most vicious and sinister and unkind people in this world are human beings. It's not very cost-effective for you to sacrifice your life for such a boy."

Xu Xuan knew that Bai Suzhen was thin-skinned. After he said this, he was afraid that he would get along with him again. He hurriedly shouted loudly: "Devil, don't use your heart to save others' worries. Sister Bai and I share the same hatred and share weal and woe. What's the cost-effective thing about the righteousness? Do you think everyone in the world is as cold and heartless as you?"

Lin Lingsu shook his head and said, "The love is in love, and the piano and zither are harmonious. Unfortunately, the poor mountains and rivers are not the place for love. It's better to find a fireworks place and a gold and pink capital, so that you can enjoy the flowers under the moon." His figure flashed, and he grabbed the two of them again and flew into the sky.

The oars are swaying, and the moonlight is shining on the Qinhuai River, full of rippling silver light.

The painting boat squeaked through the pumice bridge cave and sailed forward for a while. The sound of silk and bamboos and laughter spread frequently, and it became lively.

The lights were shaking, Bai Suzhen's cheeks were stained, leaning against the porthole of the painting boat, looking out curiously. The singing towers and dancing pavilions on both sides of the shore were continuous, illuminating the entire river as magnificent as a rainbow.

Perhaps because tomorrow is the Dragon Boat Festival, boats are shuttled across the river, and flutes and drums are endless. Looking around, the lights are bright, and the boats are flying on the water, like the Milky Way. The breeze gently blows on the face, and the mind is drunk, and I don’t know what tonight.

Several flower boats came towards us, and everyone in the boat was drinking and laughing happily. One of them was drunk and stood up staggeringly, singing Li Bai's poems loudly, while trying to bend down to catch the moon. With a "bang", the feet were hanging upside down on the side of the boat, and the boat was filled with laughter.

As we moved forward, there were more tourists. In addition to the boats, there were many unprecedented juggling performances on the river. Several long boats were scattered along the coast, with swings on the bows. Seven or eight teenagers were throwing their way forward and flew up, and suddenly took advantage of the momentum to fly up in the air, and leaped into the water lightly, attracting cheers from both sides of the straits.

There are people dancing lions, dragons, and people performing poles and tracing. Not to mention Bai Suzhen, even Xu Xuan rarely sees such a lively scene.

He had long heard of "Ten Miles of Qinhuai, the world". Jiankang was the former capital of the Southern Tang Dynasty, with gold and powder in the Six Dynasties. The prosperity was even higher than Lin'an. Today, he witnessed it with his own eyes and realized that it was true. He was also dazzling for a moment.

Suddenly, someone shouted, "The plague ship will be opened soon!" The crowd suddenly surged and rushed to the Zhuque Bridge not far away.

Under the Zhuque Bridge was a colorful wooden boat with no one-manned statues of the Five Plague Gods on the boat, piled up with all kinds of paper-paste men and women and livestock.

Everyone rushed to the bridge and threw the stacks of papers written on their prayers into the boat. After a moment, gongs and drums were played together, firecrackers were made, and the ship sent to the plague slowly walked along the flow.

Everyone cheered and threw the lanterns into the boat, and several flames rose up, which were swept by the strong wind. The entire boat immediately burned, and the flames shone brightly and headed out of the city.

Lin Lingsu said, "The disaster cannot be stopped, and the blessing cannot be kept. Just a wooden boat wants to kill the plague god, which is simply a fool." He turned his head and glanced at the people in the boat, raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you think so?"

In addition to him, Bai Suzhen and Xu Xuan, there were two boatmen, one of the young masters in the painting boat and five musicians. Everyone looked at each other and didn't know how to answer, and they all looked at the young masters in the dress. The young masters in the dress looked like dirt and nodded repeatedly.

The young master of Huafu was named Wang. He was originally a rich senator in Jiankang City. He rented this boat to travel to the river, and even those women were family traits in his mansion.

On the eve of the festival, Prince Wang was lying on the red and cuddling in the Qinhuai River, and was happily surfing the Qinhuai River. But these three plague gods suddenly fell from the sky. Several of his servants resisted slightly and were immediately thrown into the river by Lin Lingsu. He was so scared that he didn't dare to let out, so he could only hide and watch them eat large pieces of meat and drink in big mouthfuls. At this time, he heard the plague god ask, how dare he have another word?

Lin Lingsu raised his head and drank the wine, clapped the table and said, "Good wine! Such a beautiful wine, and such a beautiful scenery, how can we not be able to liven up without singing and dancing? Come and sing a few songs that meet the scene immediately and sing them to me."

Several musicians looked at each other again, and a purple-clothed singer cleared her throat, fiddled with the pipa, and sang timidly: "Who can remember the grand events of the Southern Dynasty? The mountains surrounded the homeland and surrounded the Qing River, and the hair was facing each other, the raging waves hit the lonely city, and the wind and mounds crossed the sky..."

Xu Xuan was stunned. He didn't expect that it was Zhou Bangyan's song "Xihe".

The singer's voice was soft and solemn, and the sentence she sang "The mountains surrounded the homeland and surrounded the Qing River" was particularly lingering. Lin Lingsu hummed, and a hint of anger and pain flashed across her face. She picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one sip.

Xu Xuan was shocked and suddenly realized what Lin Lingsu said about luring Lu Chengchou on Shennong's top, "The bitch who fled to Jiankang" was Yu Ruyi's master!

Zhou Bangyan was once the magistrate of Lishui. This song "Xihe" is also known as "Jinling Nostalgia", which sings the sigh of the rise and fall of Jiankang. The woman pretended to be dead by corpses and carved this poem on the cave wall, which was naturally hinting at Lin Lingsu's whereabouts.

Lin Lingsu took them to Shennongding, trying to confirm it from Lu Chengchou, so he said the words, "You did not lie to me, otherwise this would be the place where two people committed suicide."

These days, he was taken by Lin Lingsu and traveled thousands of miles, running around, just thinking about how to escape and rescue his parents, but he never thought about this festival.

I thought again, the woman didn't know what close relationship she had with Lin Lingsu. When she went to Emei, it was probably related to this demon. What was the thing she took from Lu Chengqiu and the demons in front of the demon? Lin Lingsu was looking for a person when she chased Jiankang, or was it a thing in Lu Chengqiu's womb?

While thinking about it, I heard the singer sing: "The cliff trees are still leaning against each other; don't worry about the boats being tied. The old traces are lush and the fog is sinking halfway. The moon passes the woman's wall late at night, and I look at the Huai River in sadness. The wine flags and drums play in the city are so popular? I want to be vague, Wang Xie's neighbors. I don't know where the swallows go, but they go into the streets and the strangers' houses, and they are like rising and falling, in the setting sun..."

Although Bai Suzhen didn't understand the meaning of the lyrics, she couldn't help but feel inexplicably sad when she heard the melody of desolate and sadness. The various lively scenes outside the boat became far away and estranged.

Lin Lingsu poured himself a drink, and after drinking more than a dozen glasses of wine, his expression became even more strange. He sneered: "The boy named Zhou, who was named Zhou, never published a few decent lyrics in his life, and he deserved to be compared with Su Dongpo? His grandmother's poems are transformed into three other people's poems. Is it amazing?"

Zhou Bangyan's poem is very famous, and this song "Xihe" is even more popular. When Xu Xuan heard that he belittled so much, he couldn't help but feel rebellious. He had a good memory and immediately remembered the diners' debate he had heard at home in the past, and blurted out: "Use other people's poems, often things, and use them in one way, so they are naturally capable. According to you, Yan Jidao's "Falling Flowers are independent, and the light rain ***" has become a literary thief? Li Yu's "Ask you how much sorrow can you have, just like a river of spring water flowing eastward" is also transformed from Liu Yuxi's "The water flow is infinite like sorrow"..."

"Stop!" Lin Lingsu suddenly became furious, and Xu Xuan's eyes turned dark, and he was suddenly shaken by his aura and flew out two feet away.

With a "buzz" sound, the strings of the pipa broke, and the musicians were so scared that they were no longer looking at each other and shrank into a ball.

Xu Xuan was very happy, got up, laughed and said, "I was so angry that I was so angry that I could only debate? What kind of 'Hundred Body Dafa' can you use to amputate people's limbs, take people's internal organs, and reshape the body. You are not allowed to borrow a few poems from previous generations? What's the bullshit?" He dusted his clothes as if nothing had happened and returned to his seat calmly.

Lin Lingsu glared at him for a moment, slapped the table, laughed and said, "It's reasonable!" He poured another glass of wine, drank it all, and said, "Boy, you are brave and no one is a bird. It's very suitable for me. If you abandon the darkness and turn to the light and draw a clear line with those pedantic priests and hypocrites, I'm happy. Don't say you're saving your parents, maybe you'll have accepted you as your apprentice long ago."

After several days of getting along, Bai Suzhen knew that although this devil was moody, he adhered to the principle of revenge for his grudges. Therefore, he never killed Xu Xuan. He heard him make a point of prominence, and he felt even more "crushed" in his heart, for fear that Xu Xuan would be tempted by him in order to save his parents. He shook his head and said, "He has already received the mantle of Ge Xianren and will not be your disciple."

Lin Lingsu glanced at her and smiled, "Little Fairy, I like to go against the will of heaven and fight against others the most. If you want me to not have this idea, please make this kid kowtow and beg me as your teacher."
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