Chapter 8 Chapter Seven: Lying in the Rain and Youhua's Unlimited Thoughts

Guo Ao's expression finally changed. No matter how good his martial arts are, it is impossible for him to walk into the desert with such a big bronze drum.What's more, there are eight jars of wine, not to mention Qiuxuan.This woman looked smiling, but she was more ghostly than a ghost, more refined than a ghost.If he really brought so many things on the road, she would definitely run away and disappear when he didn't pay attention. Can he not bring these things? cannot. Because Qiuxuan said: "If you don't bring these things, I'll be pissed off." What would a playful Qiuxuan look like?Anyway, Guo Ao didn't really want to see him.

So he had to take her with him. how to goGuo Ao sighed. Huaying Pavilion is at the foot of Tianmu Mountain, in a body of water.There are two ways to enter and exit Huayinge, land and water.Especially the waterway scenery is the most beautiful, the water path is quiet and quiet, and the weeds are green.Go out along the waterway, go up the boat, pass through Poyang and Dongting, enter Sichuan, pass through Qinghai, and then enter the desert of the Western Regions.No matter how many things you carry with you when sailing by water, you are not afraid. Guo Ao disappeared like a puff of smoke.Qiuxuan sat among the flowers and waited.She waited with a smile on her face, neither in a hurry nor running away.Xiangsi was still sleeping on the flower bed with her eyebrows locked, and she didn't know if she was poisoned or had acupuncture points pressed by Guo Ao.

Not long after, a painting boat slowly came over.That painting boat was extremely huge, yet extremely delicate.The shipbuilding technology of the Ming Dynasty was already extremely high, and this painting boat was condensed with the painstaking efforts of dozens of craftsmen. Even a sea storm could not destroy it.The entire painting boat is seven feet three feet long, one foot eight feet wide, and one foot three feet high, like a black dragon crouching quietly in the water. Qiuxuan smiled: "Zhuo Wangsun has been the master of the pavilion for many years, he is not good at playing with weapons, and he doesn't even raise a few famous horses. These two boats were built in total, and they are exactly the same. They are extremely gorgeous and exquisite. Even the bow of the boat The dragon ornaments are all exactly the same. If it weren't for the different characters engraved on the dragon head, it would be almost indistinguishable. I usually hold it like a treasure, and even I am reluctant to give it to you. Fortunately, you stole it while he was away. If he Come back, I will never let you go."

She clicked her tongue in praise, lifted her skirt, stepped onto the bow, and left a lot of things for Guo Ao to clean up. "This boat is called 'Mulan', and the other is called 'Shatang'. They are both made of stainless steel as the keel, and the hull is made of sea willow. There is still a foot and three feet at the bottom of the water. The cabin is divided into two layers. The bottom layer stores all kinds of delicacies and wines, dried meat and vegetables, which is enough for a dozen people to eat and drink for a year. The upper layer is arranged with nine houses. Crafted by the skilled craftsmen of the Mao Kingdom, it will not be subject to any bumps even in strong winds and waves, and is extremely comfortable. You have chosen this boat, you are really discerning, even I can't help but praise you."

"A dozen people can eat and drink for a year, but do I have to eat for more than ten years by myself? That's great." Guo Ao: "And me." Qiu Xuan was surprised: "You want to eat too? I thought you couldn't talk or eat!" She smiled: "If only you ate as little as you said, it would be fine." The deck of the boat is very flat, not decorated like a boat, but like a garden.There is a pavilion in the middle, which is full of flowers.What is especially wonderful is that there is a tree under which is a couch made of Xiangfei bamboo.Qiu Xuan didn't care about Guo Ao, just sat on it, curled up her legs leisurely, rubbed her ankles lightly, and sighed to herself: "I really walked a lot today, I don't know if I can take a bath on this boat..."

Guo Ao ignored her, and just transported a large load of clothes, eight large wine jars, the huge drum and lovesickness to the boat. Everything else is easy to handle, the clothes are sent to the cabin, the acacia is placed next to Qiuxuan, the wine is placed on the bottom floor, and one is placed on the deck for Qiuxuan to drink at any time.Only the big bronze drum was the most difficult thing to deal with. After a long time of effort, Guo Ao finally lifted it up to the stern, tied it with ropes, and barely fixed it. When he sat on the bow, Qiu Xuan had already trimmed all his nails. Qiu Xuan: "Can I go?"

As she spoke, she lightly moved the dragon head on the edge of the recliner, and there was a creaking sound, and the boat vibrated slightly, and moved forward slowly. Qiu Xuan laughed and said: "The mechanism of this painting boat was built by technicians from the Red Hair Country. No, if you row from here to the Western Regions, you will be exhausted." Guo Ao agreed with her words. In any case, it is better to save effort than not to save effort. The pavilions and paintings are tied to the spring pool, until the pedestrians are half drunk.Regardless of mist and wind and rain, Zai will leave and hate Jiangnan.

Among the poems of the Song Dynasty, this poem is the most romantic.The sky was getting cloudy, and there was a burst of spring rain in due course.The rain in the south of the Yangtze River is pattering, it doesn't wet people's clothes, but it soaks all kinds of worries.Amidst the mist and mist, the red walls and green trees of Huayin Pavilion were shrouded in a faint mist, and gradually went away. Qiuxuan was leaning on the imperial concubine's couch, her bright red clothes were hanging down, and the amber lamp was in her hand, she was full of lazy style.The water path is deep and deep, gradually out of the Huayin Pavilion, and the eyes open up.The green hills on both sides of the bank stand densely, like ink that is too thick to dissolve in the mist and rain. Just about to face a huge landscape, the painting boat walks among the green mountains and green waters, which is a little red among all kinds of emerald greens.

The river twists and turns, goes around the mountain, and makes nine bends and eighteen bends.Every bend and every turn reveals a fresh and beautiful scenery, which is dizzying.Guo Ao sat indifferently, his eyes were like looking at the distant mountains, looking a little lonely. The mountains and rivers are picturesque, but there is no place for him to stand. He has been forgotten by this world. Qiuxuan suddenly raised her hand, pointed to the distance and said: "It is said that there is a peculiar flower in the mountains here, the flower name is 'Siege', which only blooms in the rain, because the raindrops on the flower are all tears of parting.

"Now that I'm leaving home soon, can you pick a flower for me?" Her voice was full of sadness, like a haze in the mountains, gently lingering. Guo Ao looked along what she pointed.It was a flower on the cliff, the color of the flower was crimson, and the color was exactly the same as the clothes on Qiuxuan.The flowers grow on the green hills in the distance, so eye-catching in the thick mist and rain. Before Guo Ao could answer, Qiu Xuan turned the dragon's head and walked towards the cliff. Guo Ao didn't stop it.Although the boat is huge, it is very easy to control. If the dragon head is turned to the left, the boat will turn to the left; if the dragon head is turned to the right, the boat will turn to the right;

It's just that although the cliff looks close, when you actually walk, it gets farther and farther away.The painting boat circled around among the green hills and made an unknown number of turns before reaching the bottom of the cliff.Guo Ao jumped up lightly, picked the safflower and put it in Qiuxuan's hand. Qiu Xuan took it with a smile, looked at it for a moment, but sighed: "It turns out that the farewell flower in the legend is nothing more than that when I put it in my hand." She shook her head, leaned over and put the flower in the water, letting it go with the water.In an instant, the waves of light reflected back, reflecting her red dress and emerald doll, her face like a lotus, like a fairy in Lingbo in the legend. She glanced at Guo Ao: "Are you not in a hurry?" Guo Ao said indifferently: "No. It is you who should be anxious." Qiu Xuan: "Why should I be in a hurry?" Guo Ao was silent, and said slowly: "Don't you think it's not normal for Miss Acacia to sleep all the time?" Qiu Xuan's expression changed. Guo Ao: "There is a sword technique, also known as the evil sword technique. Although it is not as famous as the Flying Blood sword technique, everyone who has seen it will turn pale. They will all gradually become stiff, unable to speak or move gradually. After seventy-seven forty-nine days, they will become a puppet, and there is no cure for it. Do you know what this sword technique is called?" Qiu Xuan said word by word: "Puppet swordsmanship. You stabbed her with puppet swordsmanship?" Guo Ao: "No. I just said that there is such a sword technique." Qiu Xuan stared at him.Guo Ao's eyes were indifferent, his expression was hidden in the mist and rain, and he seemed to never be able to see clearly.No one knew what was going on in his mind. Qiu Xuan didn't speak any more, and pushed the dragon's head hard, and the boat moved forward. Guo Ao sat silently, as if no matter what Qiu Xuan did, it had nothing to do with him. The boat rowed across the green hills and entered the more curved water path, but didn't know where it was going. The smoke and rain became thicker. Jiangnan in April is about to enter the rainy season. When it rains, it usually lasts for more than half a month.The boat gradually sailed out of the winding paths of the green hills and into the open river.The water is steaming, and it is even more difficult to see the direction. The night gradually darkened, the thin twilight and water steamed together, a red light was lit on the painting boat, swaying gently in the wind and mist, like a drowsy eye. Qiu Xuan lay on her side on the imperial concubine's couch, as if she had already fallen asleep.Guo Aoduan sat on the bow of the boat, as if he was thinking about endless thoughts.For three years, he was too used to thinking, which made him often immersed in his own world, forgetting the scenery around him. The night was getting darker, and it was getting brighter again.This painting boat sailed on the river for a whole night.When the dawn light illuminated his eyes, Misty Rain was even more confused.The clouds seemed to be so heavy that they were just overhead.The air was almost breathless.The river water is also glowing with deep black. Guo Ao suddenly felt something was wrong. When he turned his head, he saw Qiu Xuan curled up on the imperial concubine's couch, smiling at him with her spring-like eyes narrowed into thin lines. "Welcome to the sea." Guo Ao was taken aback. the sea? Aren't they sailing on the river? Seeing that he could no longer keep a straight face, Qiu Xuan found it funny. She stretched leisurely and said with a smile: "Do you think we are on the river? You are wrong. We have been on the sea since we picked that flower. Because that mountain is not a mountain, but an island. Have you ever heard of a poem? 'Juling is lush and dense, and the dragon palace lock is lonely. The building looks at the sea and the sun, and the door faces the tide of Zhejiang.' This is the Lingyin Temple chanted by Song Zhiwen. It means standing in Lingyin Temple Upstairs, you can see the sunrise over the sea; and when you open the door of Lingyin Temple, you can enjoy the tide in Zhejiang. Huaying Pavilion is not far from Lingyin Temple." Guo Ao suddenly remembered that when Qiuxuan went to pick the red flower, she made at least seven or eight detours in the mountains.Obviously, these turns were not made for nothing. The result of the winding was to quietly pass through the water path along the Qiantang River and drive the boat to the mouth of the sea.Those islands are indeed very similar to mountains, and the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River is extremely thick, so they have deceived themselves. Qiuxuan said leisurely: "If you want to deceive you, you have to choose a place where you don't know the way. Actually, when I was in the pavilion, I wanted to lead you to the organ. But after several trials, I didn't expect you to be in a place where you don't know the way. The middle road is very familiar, so that the 9,376 organs in the pavilion are useless. If it were someone else, they must have given up, but I believe that there must be other reasons. Because after you were locked up, The organs and roads in the pavilion have changed a lot, so it’s definitely not because you know the way, it must be because someone told you or gave you a map.” Her smile was full of cunning: "Since it is a map, there is always an end. Sure enough, once you leave the Huayin Pavilion, you hardly know the way. The section of the road where I will take you to pick flowers is called Mihun Ten." Baqu, once you enter it, no matter how smart you are, you can't tell the difference between the south, the north, and the north. If you know the name of this place, you will definitely refuse to enter. But you not only entered, but also walked with me to the innermost part of the enchantment. , you didn’t even realize that the direction is no longer west, but east. That proves that the map you know is only limited to Huayin Pavilion! So I calmly lead you into Among the islands, and then sailed the boat into the sea." Guo Ao was silent, and said slowly: "It turns out that you took the clothes, wine, and drums, all of which were just testing me." Qiu Xuan smiled: "On the one hand, it is to test you. On the other hand, I really cannot do without these things. The most important thing is that I must let you choose the water route. Because the land route will always leave traces, the water route is different. Guo Wuhen, even if you find something is wrong, you can’t find the way back.” The sky was cloudy and the sun and stars were invisible, so it was indeed difficult to tell the direction.They had entered the sea in the evening, and sailed for a whole night. They may have sailed more than a hundred miles. If the direction is just a little bit off, there will be a lot of difference, and they will never be able to return to the original starting point. She wanted to fetch things and pick flowers again. He knew she was delaying time, but he always thought that she wanted to wait for Zhuo Wangsun to come back, but he didn't expect that she would be waiting for the night to come. When night came, her plans were impeccable. Qiu Xuan sighed and said, "I'm really sorry, you can't go to the desert anymore." Her sigh was too insincere. How could anyone sigh while smiling like a flower? "I really don't like the desert. It's so dry and hot. Living there will make your skin bad. Why don't we go to the sea? Haven't you heard of it? Suddenly there are fairy mountains on the sea, and the mountains are in the void. Just find A mountain like this must have no people on it, and it’s not too different from a desert. What do you think?” Guo Ao said nothing, but nodded slowly. Qiuxuan's words are not bad, if he just wants Qiuxuan to be with him forever, he really doesn't have to go to the desert.But when he saw the smile on Qiu Xuan's face, he suddenly felt something wrong. He always felt that he had been fooled by this ghostly woman again. As the sun set, the two were speechless for a while. Qiu Xuan poured a glass of wine and gently pushed the glass in front of him: "Drink." The wine is the color of amber, just touching Qiuxuan's vermilion lips. The painting boat is cold, and the spring scenery is sultry. Guo Ao slowly picked up the cup. Mulan's Tangzhou boat in the sand, jade flutes and golden pipes sit at both ends.There are thousands of dendrobiums in the middle of the fine wine, and Zaiji will go and stay with Bo. In the world of floating life, can we really let him go or stay? In an instant, there is already infinite emotion.