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The sound of horses' hooves is near, and the rivers are flowing with ice and snow.

Desolate, the mountains are far away, but it is difficult to see any living creatures, a feeling of the vast and lonely world swept up, but soon dispersed like a cloud.

After hundreds of years of practice, it is no longer as emotional as it was back then.

Li Bichen stared at the twilight snow of the cold mountain, and then looked at the clouds and mist in the distance, and the dragon horse traveled to the bank of a river, where the white stones were rugged, and in this season, it was difficult to set off a wave in the cold world.

In the vicinity, there is a sparse fishing house.

On the banks of the river, there are still fishermen.

Ice and snow cover the river, and the originally clear water below it has become pitch black, as beautiful as the white mountains and black waters.

The four seasons turn, the rivers also reflect the almost Taoist side, with thunder and tremors in spring, roaring with rain in summer, walking with the wind in autumn, and clouds in winter.

It seems to be violent, it seems to be peaceful, it seems to be indefinite.

"Ascend to the spectacular world, the river is boundless and does not return;"

"The yellow clouds are moving, and the white waves are nine snow-capped mountains. ”

This is a long song sung by the famous poet immortal, describing the four seasons of the Lushan under the heaven and earth, and it is just right to use it here.

Regardless of the past and future, the cold mountain is still like this, no matter the sky or the world, the green mountains outside the mountain will always remain the same.

A mountain is also a mountain high, a mountain is heavy, and the water is heavy, and where there are mountains, there must be water.

Under the snow-capped mountains with the cold river, see a lonely boat here.

The day is shining, and the river is cold, as if there are white clouds.

There was a breeze blowing, and it seemed to mess up the years.

There was laughter and whispering in the time, Li Bichen raised his head and exhaled, and Ryoma slowed down his pace at this moment.

"Winter snow and water marks are collected. The shallow blue scales expose the distant continent. ”

"The strength of the wine is fading, the wind is soft, and it is swaying. Broken hat is amorous but in love. ”

"If the festive season is a reward. But the Qingzun is cut off from the spring and autumn. ”

"Everything is a dream in the end, rest. Don't sigh for today's happiness and sorrow. ”

The voice came from the riverside, and it was not very loud, as if it was talking to itself, and it did not think of being heard by others.

But when the breeze blew, Li Bichen had no intention of hearing it, and he had no intention of seeing it, so he turned his head away, and he had no intention of doing business in his heart.

The breeze was attached to the wine, lingering beside him, Li Bichen laughed, and saw that at the edge of the river, there was a flat boat docked.

Carrying the fishing strings, with a hat, and a robe, he rubbed around the riverside and untied the rope on the ancient boat, and at this time he heard the sound of horses' hooves, and the fisherman turned his head and saw Li Bichen.

"Yo, where is the Taoist chief?"

The old man greeted Li Bichen, but Li Bichen didn't answer, but asked him, "Where is Yusuo?"

"Where am I going? On the Panbo River, catch some cold snow fish, do you want to come with the Taoist Chief?"

The old man seemed to be in a good mood and sent an invitation to Li Bichen, but Li Bichen smiled, turned over and got off Ryoma's back, patted its head, and said, "You just stay here, don't go around." ”

Stepping on the red dust will naturally not walk around, and he should go down at this time, but the old man is mortal with the naked eye, and he can't see the true face of the unicorn, so he is slightly surprised: "Hey, it's a good horse, and he can actually nod and answer, and he is really psychic." ”

He praised it, and then untied the ancient boat, Li Pichen sat on the boat, and the fishing boat also went up, the weather was cold, and the boat drifted with the tide and began to float on the river.

The water was almost still, and only a few fishermen came out in a radius of thousands of miles, and the fisherman gave Li Bichen a pair of fishing rods, passed the bait through the hook, and threw it into the river water that had not frozen in the distance.

"Go, go, go, but catch a big man!"

The fisherman shouted softly, the fish string fell, and Li Bichen also hung the fish string in his hand into the water, raised his head, and looked at the fisher with a smile: "In the cold winter, are there big fish?"

"Naturally, there is no way to understand the fish, the fish, whether it is a river or a lake or a sea, whether it is a fish pond or a pond, in the middle of winter, there are very few juveniles, and most of the fish go into dormancy, among them, there are particularly large ones hidden. ”

"There are many fish in the summer, and there are many fish in the spring, but they are all juveniles, and they can't be the climate! In autumn and winter, the deeper the water is, the more the ice sinks, and that is also the time when the big fish are full. ”

Diaosu has a lot of experience in this matter, such as the old copper man who sells oil, everything talks about a practice makes perfect, and the head of the way to make it is the way, which of the three thousand craftsmen in the world is not a university question?

Li Pichen and Diaosuo boated on the riverside, and that day became more and more drowsy, Diaosuo touched his clothes, took out a wine jug made of sheepskin.

This thing looks a little old, and it has a smell that is unique to a bygone era.

"Chief, do you want to warm up? ”

Li Bichen saw this sheepskin wine jug.

So, he spoke.

"Fisherman, this parchment flask ......"

Without saying the whole thing, Diao Su smiled, shook the sheepskin pot, and said, "Do you smell the wine?" Xiaodao Chief, let me tell you, this wine is good, but here, you can't drink it at all." ”

"Sniff...... Eh, isn't it fragrant?"

"Eighty miles of windy and snowy roads in the distance, and eighty miles of small heavy mountains, walking such a long way, this is the only way to drink this wine. ”

"All along, I have exchanged copper coins for wine, and every time the rough man who delivered wine came, I gave him more than a dozen copper plates, which was nothing, just let him buy two more sips of wine to warm up. ”

"He brought me wine, I caught a fat fish, and made the fish into a delicious fish soup for him to enjoy, and I dare not say anything else about my craft, but I have been making this fish for 60 years. ”

The fisherman made a gesture of cutting the fish, but quickly sighed: "However, he has not brought me wine for a long time, counting the days, and there is half a year...... I don't know what's wrong with him, without his drink, I'm really panicked. ”

"This pot is a pot, I have to buy a dozen pots at a time, and if he doesn't come, I will cut off the source of drink, and I have to save ...... drinking"

"The taste of his wine is really good, and I, a seventy-year-old man, have been raised by him. ”

Diao Su was a little worried, and then a little strange, and said that when the day passed, he planned to cross the eighty-mile windy and snowy road, and then cross the eighty-mile small mountain, and go over there to see what happened to this guy.

At the beginning, it opened the conversation box, and when we talked, we talked about the fish.

Fishing eyebrows fluttering, praising his own skills, claiming that for the fish's body everywhere, where to eat, whether steamed or boiled, fried or cooked, the fish bones boiled soup, plus green onion and minced garlic, so that the delicious taste penetrated the heart, it was really wonderful.

The rod shook slightly, and the fisherman stopped talking, and turned his gaze back to stare straight ahead.

"It's coming. ”

He whispered this, and then whispered to Li Bichen: "Wait for the big one, please eat the five-flowered perch and try it." ”

His cloudy eyes brightened a little, and there was a glow in them that was not of his age.

The rod shook and shook widely, and the angler's body trembled slightly at this moment.

Just look at his wrist, the fishing rod seems to have spirituality, and it looks up like a dragon.

The dragon raised its head, and the fish rolled over the waves, and a big fish suddenly appeared, biting the hook and flying up, pulled by the thin fishing line, and fell to the boat with a bang.

"Good!"

When the fisherman saw the big fish hit the ground, he immediately slapped the fishing rod, and the rod shook slightly, as if in response to the fisherman's appreciation.

"Big fish, big fish, this is a red perch!"

Fishing Su looked at the big fish, all caught up with half of his body, and was immediately overjoyed, just watching the fish struggling, jumping on the boat, Li Bichen looked at the big fish, and suddenly stretched out his hand.

However, before his hand could touch the fish, he was stopped by the fisherman.

"Cultivators of the small path, this matter of fish bondage, don't dare to contaminate your cultivation hands, it will ruin your practice, that is a big deal. ”

"I'm afraid that the killing of dyed hands is counted in karma, and this big fish is afraid that it will become essence, but if it is not dyed and eaten, it will not be counted as the head of the Taoist. ”

"I'm coming, I'm coming, don't look at my seventy old man, no matter how strong this big fish is, in front of me, it can't be the little dragon king of the rivers!"

Yu Su laughed: "Great auspicious! The little Taoist is waiting to eat meat and drink soup!"

As he said this, he tied up the big fish in three or two times, his hands and feet were sharp, and he lowered the fishing rod again, and when the fish string fell, he saw the river wave lightly.

After catching such a big fish, the mood of the fisherman became unusually good, and at this time, Li Pichen's fishing rod was also shaking, shaking gently.

"Eh, the Taoist is here too!"

The fisherman was interested, but Li Pichen's fishing rod shook a few times, and then fell silent.

The surface of the water rippled, as if the fish were laughing.

"Hey, ran away. ”

Diaosu smiled and sighed, and Li Bichen said: "I played with fish on the boat, but I didn't know that the fish were hooking to play with me."

"The joy of people is playing with fish, and the joy of fish is playing with me. ”

Li Bichen said this, turned his head, and looked at the big fish.

At this time, the red perch was lying quietly, no longer moving, but there was a hint of a smile in the eyes of the double fish.

"Huh. ”

Li Bichen chuckled, looked at Diaosu again, and said: "People have a dream to spend the Spring and Autumn Period, do fish have dreams?"

"People and water look at the reflection, fish see the world in the water, people are not fish?"

"Zifei fish. ”

Li Bichen said this, and said to Diaosuo: "Look, the fish in this river are very interesting!"

The fisherman turned his head to look at the sound, but suddenly his ears fluttered, and then he found that the big fish he had caught before suddenly appeared in front of him.

The big fish rolls over the waves, the tail hits the shore, and the wind and snow are thrown off the glacier.

The angler looked ahead, the cold mountains and icy water, the fog was misty, and the water waves waved, but he saw a big fish poking out of the water.

No, that's not a big fish, that's yourself.

The fish was carrying the strings, and it looked very much like itself.

"Huangliang Dream~"

The big fish spoke, and at this time, it was like singing a big play, and the face changed, red, white, black, and green...... The righteous, the evil, the good, the evil, the traitorous, the faithful, the opposed......

The big fish spit out a voice, but it turned into a human body and a fish head, and listened to a few roars, singing that the earth was cracking and the sky was collapsing!

Looking at it again, the big fish turned around on the spot, but changed the appearance of an old man.

The real incarnation of the little fish left, and Lao Suo raised his head and smiled at himself.

Is that yourself?

That's yourself.

Is that...... Myself!

Three questions in a row, three surprises in a row.

When he looked down, he saw that he had no hands and looked like a fish.

And the old man stood on the shore, grinning with bared teeth.

Thereupon......

Like waking up from a big dream.

Like a winter thunderstorm.

Diaosu suddenly came back to his senses, and when he looked at it again, he found that Li Bichen was still sitting beside him.

Hanjiang is still old, and in front of him, a pot of old wine was put down.

The reflection in the water seems to have changed.

"I ...... Fish ......"

Diaosuo's eyes shone brightly, and Li Bichen said at this time:

"You've waited for him for three hundred years, but he won't come, Fisherman, drink this pot of wine, it's a tribute to him. ”

"It's hot, it's still the same as it was three hundred years ago?"

"A big dream in the void, in the end, Shaohua Baishou, that fish has not been sent out, are you a fish, or a fisher?"

"I forgot myself, but I also shaped another self, and now I forget what I used to be. ”

"Your obsession...... What is it?"

Li Bichen held the fishing rod in his hand and whispered softly: "Do you want to see a heavy snowfall in the Hanjiang River?" or drink the old wine and listen to the dragon's chanting...... Water Sky Que. ”

The fairy asked, and the fisherman shook his head, and he looked at the sky, and then at the fishing rod, and shook it slightly, and let out a laugh.

Then there was a sigh.

"It turns out that I am an old fish, and it turns out that I am just a guest in a dream. ”

"Seventy years of spring and autumn, the Taoist immortal family, let's fight, let me ask you, do I really exist?"

"Or am I just a dream of the big fish?"

The fishing opened his mouth, and at this time, it began to snow heavily in the sky.

The sky and the earth were white, Li Bichen held the fishing rod and smiled.

"The big fish yearns for the world, and the thoughts fly, and you are cast, the red perch, hidden in the rivers, the fish play people, but they also yearn for people. ”

"Fishing, Zi Fei Fish, didn't you say? ”

The corners of Li Bichen's mouth smiled, and Diaosu also laughed, and at the end, he sighed softly.

So he lifted his head and drank the pot of old wine.

The liquor is in the throat, and the heart is not very happy.

So, he sang again.

"Winter snow and water marks are collected. The shallow blue scales expose the distant continent. ”

"The strength of the wine is fading, the wind is soft, and it is swaying. Broken hat is amorous but in love. ”

"If the festive season is a reward. But the Qingzun is cut off from the spring and autumn. ”

"Everything is a dream in the end, rest. Don't sigh for today's happiness and sorrow. ”

"Everything is a dream in the end, big fish, big fish!"

Diao Su shook his head, smiled again, and said to Li Bichen: "It's been drunk, it's been three hundred years, it's been three hundred years, you immortal......

"Did he keep a pot for me? It's just a pity, it's just a pity......! It's gone—"

"I'm just a dreamer! I'm in a dream, I know me in a dream, I don't know ......."

"When I listened to the words of the riverside, I was encountering a new pot of spirits, so I started the sea of ice and turned a big dream into a human journey. ”

"Zi Fei Fish, Zi Fei Fish! I am me! I am me!"

"I know it today...... I'm me—"

Three hundred years of rain and snow have turned into crystalline and hot as blood.

"It's a pity that I can't invite you to eat fish......"

The clouds and smoke rose, and with the laughter of the fisherman, it gradually became difficult to find.

Li Bichen sat on the lonely boat, and the hats and robes around him dispersed, and at this moment, Li Bichen stretched out his hand and grabbed it gently.

So the fishing rod was held in his hand, and Li Bichen laughed: "Zifei fish, the joy of knowing fish?"

"But then again, how can you know the joy of the child?"

"You are both a fish and a child, but you look at the fish and are not fishes, and you yearn for the child. ”

"Use your fishing rod to invite me. ”

Li Bichen raised his head, and in the river water, there seemed to be big fish floating, rippling and rippling.

So, his mouth opened and closed, as if he was talking about a big dream that would be difficult to extinguish.

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"Morning and twilight snow, eighty miles of road said heavy mountains. ”

"White water fish beam, only listen to the cold sound of winter thunderstorms. ”

"The lonely boat heard the sound, and the strings in the dream were dark. ”

"Zifei is not a fish shadow, and the green ants are smiling and smiling. ”

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