Chapter 58 Chapter 32 Boating on the Lake

The fat bird was quite tired.Yesterday it seemed to have confronted a black shadow in the sky, and then it tore open the sky covered by Yang Zhixiu's formation. It took a lot of effort, but it didn't stop, and searched the place where the lake mud dragon came from. I just came back after a while. When it saw the Yuqian Longjing we brought back, it couldn't help smiling, and said that you guys are not without conscience, you actually know how to prepare tea for me, and it's not in vain for me to work so hard. The partition wall has ears, the adults looked at the miscellaneous hair path with their eyes, Lao Xiao immediately understood, took out an enhanced version of the meditation charm from his arms, and gestured in his hand, we snored very cooperatively, then turned down, and then as thin as Gossamer, a piece of talisman paper is burned, and the miscellaneous hair trail has completed a space barrier to filter out sound.

This cooperation with Ciyuan Pavilion, just as they have concealed everything about the dragon hunt, we have no intention of sharing our little secrets with them. The adults walked up and down on the low table and said to us: "The situation is not good..." Mr. Tiger Cat has been patrolling Dongting Lake for the past few days, and found a particularly strange phenomenon. In the depths of Dongting Lake, there is a faint black light.This is not a good thing, this is a bad omen.In the past few days, we can also see some omens. Those water beasts that frequently attack the shore are all ominous creatures that have been dormant in the marsh for a long time.

When things get to this point, they are out of our control.Lord Tiger Cat said that he had been to Dongting Lake before, but because of a trip to Yin, he still had some memory loss and couldn't remember it.After talking about the status quo, it gave us some advice on how to practice and heal our wounds, then nestled in a corner and fell asleep. At noon, I vaguely heard a melodious singing from the bow: "There are no dark clouds in the sky, why don't you see Yaomei coming, a hundred flowers are waiting for you to pick, don't you like it..." This is a folk ditty in the 1940s. It sounds mellow and melodious, and makes people express their feelings.

After listening to the song, my drowsiness was gone, I looked left and right, and found that I was the only one left in the cabin, and even the tiger cat was gone.After washing up, I came to the bow and found that it was Fang Yi, the little princess of Ciyuan Pavilion, who was singing just now.After a night of rest, she wore a white shirt and jeans, a simple ponytail, and light makeup, looking extraordinarily energetic and beautiful.Beside her are Miscellaneous Hair Xiaodao and Yizijian. The two chatted happily. I walked over to say hello, and after exchanging pleasantries, I realized that their topic was Feijian.

The so-called skill industry has specialization. There are many people who play swords in the world, but few people play flying swords. The best player is the one-word sword Huang Chenqujun among the top ten masters in the world.Yang Zhixiu once said that the way of flying swords is a small skill, because those who have really practiced to a certain level can hurt people by flying flowers and picking leaves, but how many people in the world can really reach that level? At the end of the Southern Song Dynasty, Feijian was at its most glorious time. Later, the Mongols invaded and the way of making swords was lost.It was revived once in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties, but it was finally suppressed by the Qing government. So far, few people have been able to meet it. They are all ancient relics. The emerald stone sword in Mr. Huang Chenqu's hand was also passed down from the ancestors.It is said that the material of this stone sword is special, and it was practiced by the five-color god stone left by Nu Wa to mend the sky, but whether it is true or not, it is up to the beholder to see benevolence, and the wise see wisdom.

Mr. Huang Chenqu has practiced swords all his life, so he is naturally an expert among them.The miscellaneous hair trail and the flying sword can only be regarded as beginners, so I humbly ask for advice.After a bit of dialing with Yizijian, "Only if you can be extremely emotional, can you be extremely sword-like", these words benefited Zamao Xiaodao a lot, and he couldn't help but untie the thunder and punishment and practice. We gathered at the bow of the boat to talk, and someone beside us was fishing for fish from the lake.The most beautiful lake freshness should be in the crisp autumn season.The fish are ready for the winter, and they are the most delicious, but now on the lake, killing them alive and eating them now is quite wild.

I chatted with the shopkeepers of Ciyuan Pavilion for a while.They generally complain that the recent business is not easy to do. It's not that the market is not good. On the contrary, people's demand is increasing, but there are too few good products.Although Mochizuki is not a very good person, the talismans he made are top-notch. Why should such a person come out and hang around? It is justified to draw more talismans in Longhu Mountain. When it comes to talisman making, I can't help but think of Zamao Xiaodao.Over the years, every night of the first and fifteenth day of the lunar new year, as long as there is nothing to do, I will draw symbols, practice diligently, and persist.Hearing their complaints, I began to hesitate a little, should I attract some business to the miscellaneous hair trail?

Mr. Huang Chenqu had a heated chat with Zamao Xiaodao, smelling a scent from the back kitchen, Fang Yi came to the bow and invited us to the front hall for dinner. There is only one table in the front hall, and the only ones who can get a table are the senior executives of Ciyuan Pavilion, Yizijian and the three of us.Although it is on a boat, Ciyuan Pavilion is a family of local tyrants.Rich people are different. There are eight dishes and eight cups on the hardwood table with flower carvings. The main courses are steamed hairy crabs in a sealed cylinder, green peak anchovies shrimp, scorpion in thick soup, braised anggong with bamboo shoots, fried squid with squid, Chopped pepper catfish, fried vermicelli with chiyu, and steamed group fish are all fresh from the lake, carefully cooked, with a strong aroma, tender and attractive.

The fish meat is tender and white, the crab paste is fat and glutinous, the green shrimp is plump and plump, and the soft-shelled turtle body is fat and fresh in soup. It is served with several servings of seasonal vegetables and rice wine. It is so delicious that it almost swallows your tongue down. I couldn't help but praise the skill of the cook on the boat. The young owner of Ciyuan Pavilion told me that his sister made all the noodles on this table, and they wouldn't be able to eat them normally. Still willing to show a hand. Seeing Fang Yi dressed up as a little cook, we were all a little surprised. We thought this girl was a rich lady, but she was able to work in the kitchen.This taste, not to mention us, even the pavilion master can't stop talking about it.He heard everyone praise his daughter one after another, he couldn't help squinting his eyes, he was very relieved, saying that this woman is not very talented, but she is a genius at cooking, but who knows which stinky man has such a good taste.

This made Fang Yi feel ashamed for a while, she acted coquettishly towards the master of Ciyuan Pavilion, and looked at Miscellaneous Mao Dao out of the corner of her eye, only to see that this Taoist was fighting with a plump hairy-legged crab, eating crab paste all over his face . Dishes were served one by one, and the little cook kept her feet busy.Finally, a clay pot was served, which was a secret chicken soup. The aroma was so strong that it made people's index fingers move, and they couldn't help but look up and look inside. When this dish was served, even the pavilion master stood up.Fang Yi smiled and said to everyone, this soup is a good soup with special condiments, guess what?

I sniffed it, and besides the strong chicken scent, there was also an indescribably weird scent, and I thought about it, and wondered if it contained the dragon ball of the lake mud dragon from last night?Fang Yi was a little surprised, but Yizijian nodded, saying that not all of them could be water-savvy when entering the lake this time, so he boiled two water-based pearls in the soup, so that if everyone fell into the water, they would not be helpless like the Taoist of Longhu Mountain. Everyone was overjoyed, stretching out bowls to pick up the chicken soup that Fang Yi gave out.However, when it was Miscellaneous Xiaodao's turn, he stretched out his hand to block it, and said calmly, "I'll forget it."