As he was speaking, the old servant suddenly stood up and shouted loudly, "Be careful
A few people were stunned. As soon as Jiang Fan looked up, he saw several figures suddenly appear on a fast boat on the river. In the next second, more than ten black lights shot towards him.
Suddenly, the hunchbacked old servant let out a sigh, his fingers stretched out, and a gust of wind rolled like a dragon probing its claws. With one strike, he caught the flying black light in the sky, which turned out to be more than a dozen long iron arrows shimmering with blue light.
Bold madman! "The old servant was like an angry lion at this moment, throwing it out casually. Even though it was no less than three miles away, the ship was still in a state of upheaval.
The hunchbacked old servant snorted coldly and was about to jump down the ninth floor. However, the old man waved his hand calmly and said, "Forget it, the little rascals are just testing. Let them go, there's no need to ruin the drinking experience
Upon hearing these words, the old servant remained silent and slowly returned to the corner to sit down. He closed his eyes slightly and regained his old posture, allowing the speedboat to quickly escape.
The two of them looked normal, as if it was just an ordinary matter.
Jiang Fan was stunned.
That's more than ten five foot long iron arrows, which were caught and thrown out easily, killing several people. It should be noted that this inconspicuous hunchbacked old man is such a master, as he is more than three miles away from the speedboat on the river.
This world is too scary!
Jiang Fan felt white sweat coming out. If it weren't for the hunchbacked old servant's intervention earlier, none of the three of them, including himself, would have been spared. And he can see it clearly, the arrow with blue eyes doesn't seem like a good start at first glance.
The old man seemed to be fine, pouring his own drink and continuing to laugh and talk.
Seeing him calm and composed in the face of changes, Jiang Fan secretly admired him. He was originally a good drinker, and as a result, he frequently toasted and talked big with each other, surprisingly fitting in well.
Halfway through the drink, the old man said, "Today, with this fine wine and delicious food, and with such an interesting young man like Xiao Lang, I have not been so happy in a long time
Jiang Fan also regained his true nature at this moment and waved his hand upon hearing the words: "The old gentleman has left his seal at the Floating Cloud Pavilion, leaving behind half of the remaining game of chess. It can be seen that he has already let go of his worries. Why not find a refined place to teach and educate people, and use his remaining energy
The old man's chopsticks stopped, and Pei Yunjin quickly gave Jiang Fan a disdainful glance, saying, "Old man, don't listen to his nonsense
The old man put down his chopsticks, lost in thought. Looking at the young man for a moment, he said, "Xiaolang's words are reasonable. Teaching and nurturing people, and unleashing the residual energy, can also be considered the last thing I do for this world
Jiang Fandao said, "It's mainly about happiness. It takes ten years to grow trees and a hundred years to cultivate people. Teaching and educating people is such a noble thing. Think about it, many years later, a group of ambitious young people will be active in the martial arts temple like you were before, inheriting your ideas and firewood. Besides, being with young people has a good mentality and longevity
The old man stared blankly at the young man, although his face was a bit flushed and floaty, every word could be thought-provoking. It takes ten years to grow a tree and a hundred years to grow a person. What a profound truth, it can be said casually. And what he said actually opened another window for his already numb heart to this temple and martial arts world. Teaching and educating people, passing on the torch, this world ultimately needs inheritance.
For a moment, this Zaifu master who had dominated the world for decades couldn't quite see through the young man in front of him.
Although this person is dressed in hemp clothes and grass shoes, is he really just a fisherman?
Pei Yunjin didn't dare to say much at this moment. She came from a family of poetry and books, and naturally understood the principles in the young man's words. Her eyes were already shining brightly. Can't you see that Zhang Zaifu, who wears the Five Nations Seal, is also pondering deeply?
What kind of person is the younger brother I picked up, and what kind of family background can cultivate such a young man?
The old man pondered for a long time and said, "I often play chess with that old friend at the Floating Cloud Pavilion. As a great offering, that old friend often plays chess and has something to do. As the saying goes, he will come as soon as he goes. When we meet again this time, I don't want that old friend to work hard for half a year and have run out of oil. After a game at the Floating Cloud Pavilion, the old friend suddenly said, 'I won't play, I won't move, I'll go, I won't come again... Take care.' With a smile on his face, he lowered his head and went west. I didn't feel sad in my heart and sat alone for half a day. I thought about the world and the country, and I had done my best, just like the half game of chess. Since I can't finish, let's stop here. What else can't I do? 'So he hung his seal and left. He had originally planned to retire to the countryside, but now that he is alive, he doesn't want to meet Xiaolang with just a meal and a drink today. It's rare that my mind has changed as an old man. It's really unpredictable in the world
Jiang Fan suddenly became excited and said, "Sir, I will use this as a word to comfort you throughout your life
Upon hearing this, the old man was also filled with enthusiasm and said, "Hahaha, think of me, Zhang Zhiling, who has lived my entire life. Today, I have found a kindred spirit with Xiao Lang. Anyway, let me ask Xiao Lang to write the lyrics, and I will personally write them
Pei Yunjin was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly surprised. He quickly got up and shouted, "Quick! Bring me the best rice paper
Big, big, "Jiang Fan said with a big tongue.
Want the largest scroll, quickly, assemble the table! If the old gentleman doesn't abandon the little woman to study ink for you
Pei Yunjin was really excited. If this young man in front of him were the Longjiang Fishing Boy, he would surely have a good word today, let alone Zhang Zaifu personally writing it. The opportunity for Linjiang Pavilion has come.
The two young girls, Yijiqing and Fen, personally laid out the table paper.
The old man rolled up his sleeves and laughed heartily, "Xiaolang, I want to hear how this word works. If it's not good, I'll burn it on the spot
Jiang Fan patted the table and shook it unsteadily, saying, "Since I got drunk at Linjiang Pavilion today, I took the word card Linjiang Immortal
After speaking, he stood up and lifted his glass of wine, drinking it all in one gulp. On the ninth floor, the voice of a young boy, though innocent, echoed as if crossing the ages:
The rolling Yangtze River flows eastward,
The waves wash away the heroes
As soon as the first two sentences were spoken, a desolate and majestic aura rushed towards him. The old man's mind was shaken, and he grabbed a spring and autumn pen, dipped it in ink and wrote vigorously.
Success or failure turns to emptiness,
The green mountains are still there,
How many degrees of sunset red
Shangque recited in the mouth of the young man, and the old man trembled all over his body, except for the steady hand holding the pen. Even the hunchbacked old servant widened his eyes and couldn't help but stand up.
White haired fishermen and woodcutters on the banks of the river,
Accustomed to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze.
A pot of turbid wine brings joy to meet,
How many things have happened in ancient and modern times,
Everyone is laughing and chatting
As soon as he stepped out, the old man seemed stunned.
This poem praises the eternity of the world through history, with rivers flowing endlessly and green mountains always present. It laments the passing of heroes from generation to generation, while the poem shifts its focus to express noble sentiments and broad mindedness to the fullest.
The rise and fall of all dynasties is nothing but a pot of murky wine to talk about. The secular world is far away, but detachment and freedom come rushing towards us. Heartwrenching, filled with countless emotions, only to feel endless aftertaste.
How many things from ancient to modern times are all talked about with laughter
This is the life of my Zhang Zhiling, and it is also the life of a hero in the world. Once this word is coined, what is meant by success or failure, and what is meant by the rise and fall of the world, are all gone!
The old man recited it over and over again, and after a long time, he suddenly laughed loudly and shook the sky.
What a fairy on the Linjiang Pavilion, what a fisherman on the Canglan River! I have this word for the rest of my life today
Looking back, I saw the boy patting the table, already singing in a strange yet desolate tone.
Before long, the young man lay on the table and fell into a deep sleep