In a hurry, after spending such a long time in the illusion of hundreds of skeletons, it has only been two days and nights since he returned to the real world. Cheng Zhiyuan took pictures of the bamboo slips and had already left Yuci City and was on his way to Handan.

The mountain road is rugged and difficult to walk, and there are many narrow paths. The cliffs on both sides stick out at opposite ends. From a distance, it looks like a natural stone bridge. Cheng Zhiyuan has a yellow snake around his neck, and the money-loser has a small piece of gold in his mouth.

Ben wagged his little tail contentedly.

The summer is hot, but there are also thunderstorms. However, if ordinary people encounter thunderstorms, they are afraid to avoid them. But Cheng Zhiyuan is not like that. The more stormy the weather, the happier he is. Then let go of your steps, control your air and ride the wind, and the sky will follow you all around.

, being called around and drank by him, he turned into six water swords and waved them behind him, and then merged the six swords into one to make a water dragon. He stepped on the dragon's head and walked straight towards Handan Road. The yellow snake shook its head and was so happy that it reached heaven.

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Such strange things are not unheard of. There are many pedestrians in the mountains and fields, some are travelers, some are swordsmen, some are vegetable and medicine people, or some are drivers. No matter how big the hills are, their eyes are frightened.

The water dragon that was seven to eight feet high could not be seen, but those who saw it were so frightened that their eyes popped out. They rubbed it again and found that the sky was still the same and the thunder continued, but that person was wielding a sword and riding a dragon.

Zhong laughed.

"Don't listen to the sound of beating leaves in the forest, why not scream and walk slowly. The bamboo stick and mango shoes are lighter than the horse, who is afraid? You can live your whole life in the misty rain!"

"The cool spring breeze blows me away from my drunkenness. It's slightly cold, but the mountain tops are shining slantingly. Looking back to the desolate place, when I return, there is neither wind, rain nor sunshine!"

Cheng Zhiyuan suddenly realized that the artistic conception was lofty, and he casually said a poem that would be well-known in later generations. This poem "Ding Feng Bo" by Su Zhuzi can be said to be the most famous Song poem that most people in later generations can recite casually.

But there were no Song lyrics in this era, so the voice spread along the wind and rain, and was clearly heard by travelers on the road, including some disciples of the Holy Sect. When they heard this, they first refuted it angrily, then chewed it carefully, and finally, they suddenly

It's astonishing.

So before I even arrived in Handan, there were rumors in some villages, villages, and even the city that there was a strange person appearing on the mountain roads near the Zhang River in Qingqing. He often walked in the wind and rain and gathered water to form a sword dragon.

He sings loudly and behaves like a gentleman.

And the song "Ding Feng Bo" gradually spread in this area.

This kind of "ci" that transcends the times certainly challenges the bottom line of many people, but also, this era has not yet been unified by Confucianism, a hundred schools of thought contend, and Jixia Academy is still there, so this kind of wildness has a great artistic conception

, as if the words came from the wind and rain, they were remembered by many people and aroused their astonishment.

The only thing that doesn't fit the occasion is that the summer rain is rumbling, but the word "spring" is used. However, the person who wants to compose this "ballad" must be a wild person. He only knows spring and autumn but does not know winter and summer. Summer rain and spring breeze are actually not.

If they complement each other, no one will bother to put words here anymore.

As soon as these rumors spread, many people braved the wind and rain to go to the Qingzhang River to try their luck with Zuo Quan. They chose a rainy day and excitedly went out to see the gods. As a result, they got soaked in the rain.

I haven't seen the rumored stranger either.

Cheng Zhiyuan didn't know these legends caused by his dissolute behavior. At this time, he took advantage of the thunderstorm for many days and almost effortlessly walked the first quarter of the long road to Handan. However, this long land was clear and clear.

Loess, Handan City is really far away from Yuci. If it were still the world in the memory of the previous life, we should have arrived long ago.

However, Cheng Zhiyuan just murmured in his heart that this was too close compared to the Su Kingdom to Changhuai. In the world of hundreds of skeletons, if it weren't for the magic of General Fei Lian and the continuous wind and rain, he would have been left behind.

The wind and rain continued, and Cheng Zhiyuan saw a patch of black mountains, white water, and quiet trees. He suddenly felt relaxed and happy. Seeing the dark sky, others had no choice but to curse it as an evildoer, but Cheng Zhiyuan held his hands and laughed, and sang again:

"The big strings are noisy like the rain, the small strings are like whispers; the strings are noisy and mixed, and the big and small beads are falling on the jade plate."

Such words spread, followed the wind and thunder, spread across the black mountains and white waters, and were heard by people from the sky. They were overjoyed and quickly followed the sound. However, when the unknown person arrived, Cheng Zhiyuan had already

After shaking three times, he flew away on the wind.

The second song was praised by ballads, and as soon as it came out, it was immediately cited as a masterpiece by countless disciples of the sect. I would never dare to say it in ancient times, but it is very unrestrained and uninhibited!

"This man is elusive and elusive. He is truly a noble man!"

Some people lamented that they were so itchy that they wished they could intercept and set up an ambush on the road to find this person and talk about the poem with him.

These genres are completely different from the songs in the Book of Songs. When recited in this way, the result is unexpected, giving people a sense of vastness and vastness. If you close your eyes, you can see the scenery mentioned in the poem.

Near the Qingzhang River, near Zuoquan's gathering, near Huangnian's gathering, and near Yiye, countless wanderers took action. They formed gangs and gathered at various places on the road. They made three chapters and prepared to chase and intercept this wild man.

As a result, Cheng Zhiyuan saw a group of people hiding in the grass from time to time on the road, watching the passers-by from time to time. This scene reminded him of a certain armored man who liked to poke people's butts with a big sword, and he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

It turned out that the three brothers in the grass also existed in this era?

Could it be that the Zhao State officials did not control this kind of Cut-Sleeve Gang? Anyone can really escape. It is really corrupt and inactive.

Then he thought about it, maybe they were arresting some wanted criminals. Cheng Zhiyuan found it very interesting, but he was afraid that the other party would anally fuck him, so he still didn't go up to ask what these people were doing, so Shi Shiran took a boat along the river.

The small wooden boat sailed from the Qingzhang River to the upper reaches of the river, and then got off the boat at a fisherman's resting place.

But that group of people waited for ten days to catch a rabbit, but they didn't see any fur. They were immediately furious and lamented in their hearts. Then the group of people got together to express God's injustice to them, and began to compose new songs.

"I once heard that people in the Song Dynasty did stupid things such as waiting for something to happen. I didn't expect that today, all the princes would do the same thing. How stupid!"

The group of people sighed, until a thunderbolt struck from the sky and struck not far away from them, and then the group of guys dispersed in the heavy rain.

And the rightful owner, Cheng Zhiyuan, stopped under a large locust tree. There was a body lying upside down under the tree, already soaked in rain and rotting.

The locust trees were lush and green, growing like corpses. Cheng Zhiyuan suddenly turned his head. The river was flowing slowly, the rain was falling and there was green frost, and there was a cloud of smoke, but he suddenly remembered.
Chapter completed!