Talk about the world of mortals in detail

Yi Shuyuan was standing on the shore. Qi Zhongbin looked at the fisherman over there and couldn't help but sigh.

"Mai Daxia's martial arts innate realm is not as long as immortality, but he still has good looks, but now he looks a bit old."

Yi Shuyuan closed his eyes slightly, as if he felt a lot of things. When he opened his eyes again, he seemed to feel all kinds of complex emotions in the fisherman's body through the aura around him.

In Yi Shuyuan's eyes, Ah Fei was always full of energy, perhaps because he met Yi Shuyuan when Ah Fei was at his most energetic.

A lot of things must have happened to A Fei in these years, and he has gone through many vicissitudes of life.

While Yi Shuyuan was sighing in his heart, the fighting on the shore had already reached a fever pitch.

The sound of "clinking" of swords clashing could be heard endlessly. Both sides used their full strength, and every time the weapons collided, there would be more gaps.

It was obvious that both parties were willing to lick blood. They were mentally prepared to kill or be killed, and they used all possible methods.

There were more than 20 people in the chasing party, while there were only six people in the originally escaping party, and one was young. Although he seemed to have good martial arts skills, he was obviously injured beforehand, and he seemed to be the focus of everyone's protection.

"ah--"

There was a scream, and a woman was hit in the palm, causing a gap in the protective circle to open instantly, and several more people were injured.

However, one of the six people was obviously much better in martial arts than the others. He alone attracted the attention of at least ten people. At this moment, he used his greatest strength. An iron rod danced like a howling wind, and the siege Almost no one dared to step forward too much.

"Dang~"

The knife in the besieger's hand was struck, the entire blade was twisted, the knife flew out, and his hand continued to tremble.

"Back off, back off - he hasn't mastered the crazy magic stick technique yet, he won't last long!"

Obviously the pursuer knew all six of them very well, and the crazy magic stick technique was not only a matter of being extremely drained of internal energy and not being able to last long, but also a matter of whether it could be controlled.

When the man danced wildly, the pursuers retreated one after another, and the people on his side also kept retreating. If the man became red-blooded, he might not even be able to distinguish between his own people.

At this moment, the fisherman on the boat not far away turned his head and looked in that direction. Even Yi Shuyuan and Qi Zhongbin looked sideways at him.

"Master, there is an unusual brute force in this stick technique. The force is stronger than the intention. It seems to be missing something."

"Even if it's an evil way, it still has some skills!"

As Yi Shuyuan spoke, he looked at the man wielding the iron rod. The wind around him seemed to be getting stronger as the shadow of the stick roared.

"Woohoo. Woohoo"

This would turn into the man chasing his pursuers to run away, perhaps in order not to accidentally injure his companions. However, none of the pursuers dared to confront him head-on, so they all fled.

"Bang~" One person was directly hit by a stick and lost his breath in mid-air.

Even if someone runs to the edge of the forest on one side, they cannot restrain this iron rod.

"boom--"

He hit a tree with a stick and made a big hole in the tree. The tree kept swaying, which also made the person who had just jumped into the tree unsteady. Before he could react, he and the tree branch were also trapped. Hit with a stick, blood and flesh splattered in an instant.

Some people were even about to get on their horses, but were hit by a "bang~" and a stick hit the horse. The man and the horse were lifted up and flew up. The screams and exclamations of the horses and people made others even more panicked.

As for how long the so-called "can't last long" actually means, half of the men were lost in just a few breaths. The leader of the pursuit gave up and chose to lead a decisive retreat, but only a few horses were left.

"Woohoo. Woohoo woohoo"

The man wielding the stick was still dancing like crazy. An iron stick was swiping wildly in his hand, hitting stones to break them, and knocking wood to shake or fall.

The companion kept retreating, keeping a considerable distance, until after a while, the man seemed to have exhausted his strength, and after swinging the stick randomly a few times, he stood there holding on to the stick.

After a "bang" sound, the man fell down.

At this moment, several people who were originally afraid started shouting in panic.

"Ban Daxia——" "Uncle Ban——" "Brother Ban——"

The five people rushed over and rushed to the side of the man wielding the stick, but the man was only temporarily exhausted.

"Hoo, ho, ho, ho, I'm fine."

The man could still speak and smile even while breathing, which made everyone feel relieved, especially the one who was being protected.

After resting for a while, the man did not dare to stay any longer. Instead, he let everyone help him get up. Then everyone brought the horses and prepared to use them as a means of transportation to escape.

"Great, there's dry food up there!" "Let's go, maybe they'll come back!"

Unexpectedly, the pursuers had something to eat right away. Everyone was so happy that they were about to get on their horses. After all, they had to flee far away to treat their wounds.

But at this time, the man just now suddenly turned back and looked at the riverside not far away.

"What's wrong, brother?"

A woman traveling with him asked, following the man's line of sight to the riverside, and naturally saw the small boat.

"This boat has never been moved?"

"It seems so"

After saying this, some people also reacted and looked at the small boat.

"Then the fisherman hasn't moved?" "I didn't even notice this just now!"

Except for the boy who was being protected, the others were all very experienced in the world. Not to mention them, the group of pursuers just now were also not ordinary people.

Normally, neither party should ignore the fisherman on the small boat.

The man wielding the stick narrowed his eyes slightly and frowned at the fishing boat over there. The fisherman was wearing a raincoat and fishing with a pole, but he remained indifferent.

"If he were an ordinary fisherman, he would have been frightened if we had such a fierce fight just now, but he is still sitting there motionless?"

"Maybe you're scared already?"

"I think we'd better go."

Several people whispered a few words. The young man in the middle looked a little pale, but looked at the fisherman over there and asked curiously.

"It's not raining, so why is he wearing a raincoat?"

As if because of these words, or maybe it was destined to happen, a burst of thunder suddenly sounded from the horizon.

"Rumble"

Everyone looked up in shock. It turned out that the sky was sunny when they were fighting, but now there were clouds, and not long after, the rain began to fall.

“Crash, la, la, la”

From pattering to more dense, the rain was not heavy, but it could not be ignored. The entire river surface was enveloped in the ripples caused by the raindrops.

On the riverside, the wind and rain avoided Yi Shuyuan and Qi Zhongbin, or in other words, the wind and rain would naturally slide off them if they fell on them.

Qi Zhongbin stroked his beard and looked at the group of people on the shore, then looked at the fisherman, and couldn't help but sigh again.

"Master Mai is close to becoming a Taoist by martial arts!"

For many years, people in the world have regarded this as something between legend and yearning, but it seems that they have never seen such a person. Maybe Mai Lingfei has been close to him or even touched him.

"Master Ban, let's go."

Ban Yuguang's physical strength has recovered a little now. He raised his hand to stop everyone, slammed the iron rod on the ground, and then walked step by step towards the river and arrived in front of the boat. He was only two feet away from Yi Shuyuan and Qi Zhongbin. .

After others looked at each other, they followed suit.

"My master once said before his death that there are martial arts seniors living here in seclusion, which is a hundred times better than those so-called martial arts masters with great reputations. This is also the reason why I have been searching in this area for so long."

As he spoke, the man had already arrived at the edge of the boat, and his voice became a little softer.

"It's just that the senior is an expert from outside the world. He is not from Dayan. He may have gone to other places long ago."

These words were obviously meant for the fishing old man, but the latter didn't seem to hear him and still sat quietly on the bow of the boat.

Amidst the sound of rain, the man and the people behind him were about to be soaked by the rain, but in this case, no one moved casually.

Suddenly, the fish float moved, the fisherman raised his pole, and the water surface suddenly started to shake.

The fishing rod swung left and right and finally lifted the fish. The fisherman closed the rod and pinched the fish in one go, without any trace of panic.

This situation has become obvious. The fisherman is definitely not an ordinary person.

It wasn't until the fisherman caught the fish that Ban Yuguang clasped his fists and made a sound.

"This senior, Yu Guang, is off duty. His master is Chi Dian and his master is Chi Qinghu. I wonder if you know your senior's surname? Does your senior know Daxia Mai?"

Only then did the fisherman look back.

"What do you want with him?"

The man looked surprised.

"We hope that Mr. Mai can help us to find the remains of the previous dynasty and help the Northwest Rebels reorganize the country!"

"Rebels? Another rebel. Hehe"

The fisherman put down his fishing rod, walked step by step to the stern of the boat, picked up the oar and pushed it to the shore. The boat gradually left the shore, and he sat on the stern and rowed away.

The man and everyone on the riverside were startled. The man leading the horse chased him and kept moving forward on the shore. The boat simply did not go to the other side of the river, but just moved parallel to the river bank.

"Senior - Senior - wait a minute -"

The fisherman was rowing in the rain, always taking his time. Yi Shuyuan and Qi Zhongbin were already standing on the bow of the boat. However, they seemed as light as nothing at the moment and did not seem to affect the ups and downs of the boat.

"Over the years, we have seen too many so-called rebel armies. Why do we call them 'righteousness'? How do we call them 'army'? The world is in chaos, and the common people like us are suffering. After seeing too many rebel armies, we don't believe it anymore."

As he said that, the fisherman sighed as he rowed the boat.

"Hey, let's go. There is no one you are looking for here."

Yi Shuyuan stood on the bow of the boat and smiled. This scene made him feel like he had stepped into a movie and TV drama in his previous life. But Ah Fei, who would leave if you say that?

Or maybe the masters sometimes say this on purpose?

Sure enough, the people on the shore were chasing after him and it was impossible to leave, and they kept shouting "senior, senior".

In the end, the fisherman rowed for several miles and ended up in a small fenced-in courtyard on a meandering tributary of the river. The people behind him, who had already been soaked in the rain, followed him.

Because their injuries were not treated in time, the blood on the faces of two people had lost all color.

The fisherman didn't drive people away anymore, but invited them into the house to take shelter from the cold. He lit a fire to boil water, and started cooking and cooking fish.

There is a large thatched house, kitchen, bed, etc. all in one big room, separated by several rooms, each located in different corners.

There are fishing gear and farm tools in the thatched house, which is full of the atmosphere of life. There are no traces of Jianghu people, and of course there are no other people. It seems to be just a lonely place for an ordinary old man.

After bringing hot water, passing cloth towels, and temporarily changing out of wet clothes, everyone rested in the room.

"Zi la la la la"

The sound of cooking fish could be heard, and the aroma soon rose. The old man caught more than one fish, and they were not all small.

Ban Yuguang has been watching the old man's movements in front of the stove, helping him add firewood and control the fire.

I thought I had met an expert, but after the initial excitement passed, in the next few days, the old man stayed with six people for food and accommodation, and shared his meager food, but he did not show any martial arts or anything special. at.

After a period of time, the six people regained their energy and their injuries improved. A lot of the old man's food was also eaten, and they were really embarrassed to keep it.

Before leaving, the man wanted to leave some silver, but the old man declined and just sent them to the river. Then he stopped fishing today and just strolled home.

At the intersection of the river's tributaries, Yi Shuyuan and Qi Zhongbin, who were originally looking at the river, turned around. It was the six people who led the horses away. When passing by them, some people showed wary eyes, but they made no unnecessary moves.

At this time, the master and the disciple did not use any tricks.

When everyone left, neither of them moved. Hui Mian stood on Yi Shuyuan's shoulder and looked at those people and shook his head.

"Let's go!"

Yi Shuyuan said something, and walked with Qi Zhongbin in the direction those people had just come from. The thatched cottage was in the distance along the tributary.

Ban Yuguang and others had already walked away, but now he looked back at the mouth of the river. The two people who were standing there had disappeared.

The courtyard door of the thatched cottage was half open, and smoke was already rising inside. It was obvious that the old man had lit a fire and boiled water in advance, as if he had a premonition.

However, although the old man was lighting the fire at the moment, he was sitting there in a daze. The emotions at this moment were full of endless memories and complexity, and Yi Shuyuan, who had already arrived outside the door, sighed softly, as if just at this moment, he I felt all the experiences A Fei had in this life.

"Dong dong dong"

Yi Shuyuan knocked on the courtyard door, and the old man in the kitchen looked sideways at the door.

Yi Shuyuan did not sing a song called "Happy Sigh", but whispered it when he entered the house.

"How much is the reward for high ambitions? It's rare to keep a few close friends. When I look back, I hear that they were laughed at in a drunken dream."

Laughing and sighing are poor, the ancient madness and modern madness will eventually become empty

The sword is dull and the edge is weak, and the dream will be shattered if the kindness and righteousness are severed.

I sigh at the desolate road, no one understands my footprints

I have been trying to see through it for so many years, but I can’t see through the rolling world of mortals.”