Silent riverbank, boats rise and fall with the waves, candles are lit in the quiet night, fireflies to the moon, a spring warmth is good.

Inside the boat, there was a light oil essay, which was pleasant and cheerful, just like the country voice of the empty moon.

"The river is two doubles, and the wind is curling; The inn is green, and the magpie is high in the moon; The lonely boat floats on the bank of the river, and the white song is graceful; I don't worry about right and wrong, I don't envy the sword and the horse, and I am half asleep and comfortable ......"

The roof of the cabin fell down with a step, and the person in the cabin raised Artemisia and smiled: "You are really leisurely." ”

The man on the roof of the cabin landed at the bow of the boat, stooped into the cabin, and carried two jugs of good wine in his hands.

"If you don't drink, I'll go."

The boatman hurriedly got up and hugged the wine gourd like touching his flesh and bones: "Alas, alas! And slowly~ and slowly, there are friends from afar, how can there be no reason not to welcome? ”

The small lamp hung on the bow of the boat, adding oil and fire, bullying the glimmer of the fireflies on the shore, reflecting the lights of the roulette wheel, competing with the moon in the sky in the water, and a white aftermath.

With a glass of wine in his stomach, the people in the boat looked at the vicissitudes of life and the handsome face opposite, and a claw mark deviated from the root of the ear to the wing of the nose, which was a little funny, and couldn't help but sneer: "Lao Hong, your injury has not healed yet, why are you looking for demons in the mountains and wilderness?" What should I do if I die!? ”

The man smiled indifferently and shook the wine glass in his hand: "I can't be idle." ”

His name is Jing Yihong, and he was once a majestic general in the Imperial City of the Protoss, with great military achievements, loyalty and filial piety.

The old city lord who followed him died young, and the new city lord was anxious to promote his henchmen, and he was also worried that he would be highly accomplished, and his words and deeds were full of estrangement; Jing Yihong knows that if he doesn't learn to be smarter, he may end up with a "no crime, and his reputation will be ruined......

Under the pretext that he has been nearly half a hundred years old and the reputation of returning to his hometown to support his father, he gave up the general's seat and became a commoner, so as to leave a reputation.

After a few years of service, his father and mother went west, and he had no idea, so he traveled in the mountains and forests every day to help the people and villagers who were troubled by demons, and became a ranger praised by the people from a general under one person.

The wine is warm and hard to cover the cold, and it is a little bitter, and Jing Yihong only feels dry when he swallows.

The boatman was rescued by him, and then he often invited him to fish and drink, he was already an old acquaintance, although his personality was very different, but he had nothing to say: "That's it, that's it, the world will be divided for a long time, and it will be divided for a long time, and now in a peaceful and prosperous world, you capable people are sharp white knives, and people will definitely worry about cutting themselves when they put them next to you...... If I were me, I wouldn't want you. ”

Jing Yihong was not angry when he said these words, but his heart was happy, and the boatman talked straightforwardly, but he felt that he was a hundred times stronger than those sanctimonious bureaucrats in court.

Jing Yihong put down the copper cup and said without hurry: "Tomorrow, I will leave here, if I can come back in the future, I will accompany you to fish." ”

The boatman's playful expression stopped abruptly, a little lost, but he understood it in his heart.

"Rumors?"

"Rumors."

He took a sip of the wine and smacked his lips, "Lao Hong, you know that you are going to be vicious, you are no longer a general, why take risks?" That's the best of the best! ”

Even this uneasy boatman heard that the place where the peerless master who had suddenly disappeared was found, and the news spread throughout the Three Realms, in the Ethereal Valley of the mortal world, and several major city lords were all ready to move, wanting to get the power in it.

In such a situation, Jing Yihong naturally understands the difficulties, but he has his own thoughts: "My spear skills have reached a bottleneck, and it is difficult to improve on my own, I originally had my parents to worry about it, so I didn't dare to travel far ......, but now that my parents have passed away, I have no worries, so I want to take this opportunity to break through." ”

Jing Yihong said, the boatman has nothing to refute, what he wants is to have meat today and wine tomorrow, Jing Yihong wants to reach the peak, although he drinks here, but he is not a person all the way after all.

He nodded and stopped dissuading, and said some words of encouragement, "Lao Hong, take care of yourself here............ In the future, if you become famous and become a saint, when I come to you with good wine, you can't turn me away and deny me as an old fellow. ”

The boatman's joke made the serious Jing Yihong couldn't help laughing, he poured a full wine glass and lifted it, full of confidence: "If I can really make some progress, and come back with better wine to catch up with you when the time comes, you have to teach me how to fish for [Silver Ape Carp]!" ”

"Hey, hey! I'm an ancestral craft, and I want to take away a bottle of old wine? Anyway, you're not the general now, come back and give me your piece of general talisman? I'm also a rare thing, and I can show off to people on the street on weekdays. ”

"Hehe, whatever you want...... That's it. ”

……

The wine will eventually be dispersed, and the time will be happy.

In a blink of an eye, twenty years have been like smoke, the riverside is as lush as it once was, the waterfowl leap with the sunset, the fish soar in the clear river, the green willows on the riverside are also a few feet taller, moored under the tree, the wide willow branches are clustered into a ball and swayed in the wind, like a girl with hanging hair and combing her hair.

The boatman hunched his back against his old worn-out bow and drank alone, and today he caught a big fish, and he was too lazy to move again for dinner.

He squinted at the red sunset, took out his cigarette pouch from behind him, lit it, and took a breath of the faint fragrance of memories in the infinitely good afterglow.

"Lao Hong...... how can you not talk about it...... I haven't told anyone about my craft, so I'll leave it to you......"

While talking to himself, the old boatman whimpered and wept, wiping the corners of his red and swollen eyes with his dry palms, and he was innumerably sad.

Although he didn't have any skills, he had to do what he said, and he spent half his life guarding by this river, but his old friend never came back.

How many times did he dream at night, dreaming of a footstep falling from the cabin, and then he pretended not to hear and continued to sleep, but drooled in confusion from the smell of wine...... Jing Yihong gently sat on the bow of the boat and lit the lamp, put the wine into the glass, and told him about his experience along the way, about the moon going down the treetops, about the sun also showing the morning light, drinking all the wine, finding a shady place under the willows, fishing for the rare [silver ape carp]......

He also understands that his old friend values his promise more than him, and he really can't come back.

The rumors outside have been lively for a few years, and when I go out to drink, I can hear people chatting on the street, saying that the ethereal valley is so powerful that it almost overthrows the valley, and it is said that several city lords' generals and mages have fled in disgrace, saying that there are big demons there.

Occasionally, I anxiously stepped forward to ask, and I came to the same conclusion.

"Come to think of it, it's all dead."

It's all dead...... heavy words are so understated in the mouths of others, but they are like a thousand pounds of iron in the ears of the boatman.

"Are you dead? You can't even deal with Lao Hong? The old boatman pulled back his thoughts, shook his head helplessly, picked up the wine beside him and drank it, smacking his lips stupidly, a little sour.

Since that day, the wine he has drunk has not tasted, and I don't know if it was because the wine was exceptionally good that day, or because he was accompanied by a friend.

It doesn't matter, you can't drink it anyway.

The sunset gilds the riverside with brilliant gold, but the fly in the ointment is that there is no rain and snow here, it is the season that only has in the mortal world, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, it is easy to get tired of seeing more.

In a drunken trance, the boatman leaned against the bow of the boat and snored loudly, and vaguely heard someone calling him.

"Old Boatman...... Old Boatman ......"

He rubbed his reddened nose and opened his eyes, and in front of him was a handsome young man with a good demeanor, dressed in white like snow, and his eyes were as black as night.

Seeing that he got up, the young man clenched his fists and bowed, very polite: "The old boatman, the junior is disturbed." ”

"Ah......h Not now, the old man has just woken up. ”

The young man waved his hand, "You misunderstood, the younger generation is not here to buy fish, but to look for someone." ”

"Looking for someone?" The old boatman sneered when he heard this, "There is no village in front of this place, there is no shop in the back, you come to look for fish, you have everything, who can you find if you are looking for someone?" It's just a bad old man in front of you. ”

The young man smiled lightly and took out a gold-engraved sign from his arms.

"The old boatman, do you recognize this general's talisman?"

The old boatman was stunned, he took the sign in the young man's hand, and rubbed it with his rough big hands.

He rolled off the stern with trembling lips and looked at the boy in panic, "Young man! Where did you get this brand from!? ”

Seeing his reaction like this, the young man nodded slightly: "It seems that the person my father told me is you, don't worry, listen to me carefully." ”

This young man was none other than the son of a peerless master who escaped from the valley, and the old boatman realized that in the battle of the Ethereal Valley that year, not everyone died, and some survived.

"That! The owner of this brand! Is he alive now?! Lao Hong, is he doing well?! ”

“…… Jing Daxia, he ...... Unout of the valley ......"

The young man's tone was low, and the old boatman could only nod silently, the smile on the corner of his mouth was so difficult to hide: "... Yes... Oh, yes...... I already knew...... I knew ...... earlier."

"My father was rescued by Jing Daxia, ...... the battle in the valley woke up a powerful existence, and my father and others lived there for several years and had no end in their epiphany; Or Jing Daxia is talented, in the last moment to break through the advancement, the father of the family is known as peerless, but they have never seen such earth-shattering power as Jing Daxia, he alone faced the terrible existence in the valley, for the father and other masters to seal and leave enough time...... In the end, the seal was concluded, and my father and several masters escaped by chance, but Jing Daxia and those who were willing to sacrifice stayed in the valley forever......"

After the story was told, the young man got up and bowed again, "This is what Jing Daxia gave to his father before he advanced, and he asked his father to bring this thing to this place and find a boatman...... My father was seriously ill and couldn't go out, so I sent it on my behalf. ”

The old boatman nodded, rubbing his cloudy eyes with the root of his palm, "Alas...... in the end, it is my old fellow who doesn't talk much, but it's me,...... old guy."

The boy left, before the wind came.

When the wind came, it was already night, and only the old fishing boat was left here, and the willow trees swayed and rattled on the top of the boat, which was a little desolate.

The old boatman lit the lamp at the bow of the boat, and then loosened the rope that was tied to the shore, and let the boat drift slowly with the river.

On both sides of the river were the chirping of insects and frogs on a summer night, and in the midst of a trivial sound, he fell asleep, and slept very soundly, and the talisman was placed on the table, and a glass of wine was placed in front of the card.

In the past 20 years, I have never felt so comfortable and comfortable.

……

In his dream, he sat in the shade of the willows and fished, quietly watching the fish about to bite the hook, swimming close to the surface of the water with strings of ripples.

The roof of the cabin shook suddenly, startling away the fish that had almost been hooked, and he turned his head with some annoyance, and the man sat cross-legged on the roof of the cabin shaking two bottles of good wine, and smiled unharmed.

"Stay with me, old man...... Have another drink. ”