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Volume 1: The End of Qingping Chapter 55: The Water of the Manjiang River, the Worry of a Young Man

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    I don't know how long it had passed, but in the lobby downstairs of the inn, there was a "squeaking" sound as the wooden door rotated. It must have been that the waiter of the inn had gotten up and was opening the door to do business.  Inside the inn, there are gradually voices of people, but the travelers who got up early are all very cautious. Apparently they are worried about affecting the rest of the guests who stayed last night.  After all, we all come out to do some small business, and it is not easy to make a living. When we can take care of each other, we should try our best to take care of each other.  A slight sound of footsteps came from the corridor in the distance, awakening Li Mu from his deep meditation.  Li Mu couldn't help but raised his head and glanced out the window, and found that the sky was still gloomy, and the cold autumn wind was coming one after another, blowing the bare branches, and the continuous autumn rain was much denser than before. It seemed that in a short period of time  , there won¡¯t be any changes.  But Li Mu still started to pack his luggage habitually, even though all the luggage in total was just a small package and a somewhat old umbrella.  Because he specifically inquired with the innkeeper yesterday. The enthusiastic but somewhat dim-eyed boss, based on his many years of experience, concluded that the weather would definitely clear up this afternoon.  Although he didn¡¯t know if it was true, Li Mu felt that he would never be wrong if he was prepared.  "It's a pity. Although this umbrella is not bad, it is not as good as the one made by Lao Zhao." After Li Mu packed his luggage, he gently weighed the old umbrella in his hand and sighed softly.  ¡°He bought this from a grocery store in Yunyang City when he was on the road in the rain a few days ago.  The workmanship and quality are pretty good, but they look a bit old. The ribs and the oil paper on the umbrella have changed color, and the handle is even shiny with oil rubbed by fingers. It looks like it has been used for a while.  , but it still looks intact.  There¡¯s nothing surprising about this. It¡¯s just an old umbrella.  Since the autumn rain came suddenly that day, the old business travelers were naturally well prepared, but there were also many novices like Li Mu.  In addition, there were many people eager to get on their way, which made the owner of the grocery store in the south of the city laugh so hard that the umbrellas that had been backlogged all summer were sold out in just half a day.  .  And there was also a silly young man who, because he couldn¡¯t find a suitable umbrella, actually took away his often-used old umbrella behind the door for the price of a new umbrella.  But having said that, when Li Mu snatched away the old umbrella, the skinny old man at the grocery store really looked a little reluctant; after all, although the money is tempting, he will have some feelings for things that he has used for a long time.  "Old Zhao's umbrella is of really good quality. Otherwise, it would not have been possible to carry it with me, and it would have been blown so far by the wind before it fell." Li Mu casually put the baggage on his shoulders, preparing to leave the inn temporarily and go to the opposite  At the food stall, have some breakfast.  Then he smiled bitterly and murmured to himself: "It's a pity. It's a pity that this umbrella that shares life and death cannot be kept in the end and can only be abandoned in the wild. It seems that I, Li Mu, am a bit like burning bridges across rivers." Maybe,  Li Mu does not miss that umbrella, but a wanderer who misses everything in his hometown.  Just when Li Mu was about to open the door, several gentle coughs came from the corridor at the door, and then he heard a voice, lowering his voice and saying: "Old Liu, what do you think of the weather?  Clear up? I can¡¯t bear to store these dozens of pieces of pearl brocade. If something goes wrong, I don¡¯t know what to do.¡± The voice sounded quite old, with a deep sadness.  , but there is no intention of complaining.  They say that reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles, maybe that¡¯s what it means.  After all, business travelers have traveled a lot, and their knowledge has naturally broadened. Perhaps they have already become accustomed to the fickleness of fate, and know that just complaining will never solve the problem.  "Who says it's not?" Another voice sounded, which must be the Old Liu mentioned by the old man, "But old ghost, don't sigh, your pearls and brocades can still be stored for a while; my Old Liu's Red-winged Swallow  If the fish is not sent to Weiyang City quickly, if one or two of them die on the way, it will be a loss. " Old Liu's voice seemed to be a little old, but  But he looked quite vigorous and full of energy, not as old as the old man in front; and this old Liu was obviously born with a loud voice. Although he deliberately lowered his voice, it still made Li Mu's ears buzz.  He knew how the old man next to him would feel.  "You can't say that. How can your red-winged swallowfish die so easily? The water in the Manjiang River is so cold that even if a person goes down, he can't survive even half an hour."I've seen them freeze to death before, but now it's just a few more days of rain, so it's definitely not going to be a big deal.  "The old man, who was called Lao Gui, was probably used to Lao Liu's voice. There was a wry smile in his voice as he talked. "But my pearls and brocades are different.  , those rare 'fishing spider' silks are woven. What I fear most is the rainy weather. If it goes on for a long time, it will be difficult to color" "Definitely, neither of us can complain.  .  "Old Liu seemed a little dumbfounded, and quickly interrupted the old ghost. Then when he passed the door of Li Mu's house, he said with a hint of expectation in his voice: "But old ghost, the old man Huang from the inn can be regarded as an old acquaintance of the two of us.  Although this old guy's eyesight is dim, his ability to see the sky is absolutely unmistakable. Since he said it would clear up in the afternoon, it must be clear.  " "I hope so. I also believe in Lao Huang's ability and character, which is why I stay in his shop every time.  "The old ghost's mood seems to have become slightly better with Old Liu's comfort, "I always feel that this old guy is not an ordinary person. Have you ever seen a guy with old and dim eyes who can still see the sky" The voice gradually faded.  After stopping, the two of them stopped talking for a while. They only heard the sound of slight footsteps and continued walking in the direction of Li Mu. "Manjiang?  Where exactly?  Why do I seem to have heard someone say this?  Li Mu couldn't help but stop opening the door and stood aside to think, "Did you hear it from Aunt Han or Mr. Xilou?"  But it seems to be said that the Manjiang River is a mysterious river among the hundreds of thousands of mountains. The river is so cold that ordinary people cannot survive in it. I don¡¯t know what kind of fish are there in these two old men¡¯s pearls and brocades. What¡¯s going on?  Made it?  " Thinking of this, Li Mu suddenly woke up and said to himself: "Yes, why does it sound so familiar to me? It turns out that the Qianshan Pavilion that Senior Ye mentioned seems to be on the edge of Shiwan Mountain.  Should I ask these two old men how to get to Shiwanda Mountain as quickly as possible?  " Just when Li Mu was about to open the door to ask questions, the footsteps suddenly stopped, and the old ghost lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "Old Liu, I don't know if you have noticed that in the past two days,  In Yunyang City, there are suddenly many people with guys, and they all seem to be from other places. I heard Yanbei's accent yesterday, and I don't know what these guys are here for.  " "These people, after learning some skills, know how to fight and kill all day long. They either want to dominate the world and show their power, or they want to join the imperial court and feed the common people. What good things can they do?  " There was some disdain in Lao Liu's words, and he seemed to dislike those who "led the guys." After saying these words, he seemed to hesitate again, and then continued: "I guess it's someone who is afraid that the world will not be happy.  The chaotic guy spread rumors that there is a treasure in Yunyang City, or that Chu Nan has published a martial arts secret book without an owner, or that there are some shameful stolen goods that are going to be auctioned in Yunyang City!  " "Hey, you can't say that. If the two of us hadn't learned some skills and didn't know how to fight or kill, how could we do this kind of business?  There was a smile in Old Gui's words, as if just to tease Old Liu, "Whoever buys these things from us is either rich or noble?"  If they were all just ordinary people, with our temper, if we didn't want to fight and kill, we would have no choice but to go home and farm.  " Old Liu seemed to be angry, and cursed in a low voice: "You old guy, did you deliberately make me angry?  Why do you object to anything I say? Do you think the weather will clear up in the afternoon and the dozens of pieces of pearl brocade can be bought at a good price?  Later I will go up there and urinate a few times to see which dignitary or rich lady will wear the smell of my urine on their body.  " "Okay, okay, I made a mistake. Is it okay if I made a mistake?  " The old ghost quickly begged for mercy, but there was no hint of worry in his words. He paused for a moment and then continued: "It's just those guys who are leading the guys Why are they talking so awkwardly?  When those guys came to Yunyang City, based on my years of experience, they were probably looking for early treasure.  " "How to say?  "Old Liu seemed a little curious, and asked as he walked forward again. The footsteps gradually faded away, and soon he reached the stairs. In the footsteps going downstairs, he could only hear the old ghost chuckling quite contentedly.  Said: "Because those guys are very cautious and look at the people passing by with a scrutinizing look, as if these strangers are his competitors.  And most of them are three to five people, or more than ten people. Isn't this the look of preparing for a fire and grabbing things?  " "You are talking nonsense. Don't the auctions need only three to five people, or more than ten people together?  If you buy something good, why don't you prevent others from snatching it?  "Lao Liu didn't buy it. This time he started to argue.??That's what the old ghost said.  The old ghost seemed to have a better temper, and he didn't care about Old Liu's attitude at all, and still argued in a low voice: "Old Liu, you still haven't gotten rid of your bad habits after so many years, why do you always only listen to the second half of my words?  If it's an auction, why are you watching others so cautiously? Why do you look like you're ready to draw your sword at any time" The voice gradually faded away, and Old Liu and Old Gui must have arrived in the hall downstairs.  The owner of the inn, Lao Huang, was coughing and greeting the two of them, saying vaguely: " Don't worry, it will definitely clear up Hurry and prepare your things The horses are behind" Li Mu woke up suddenly, and couldn't help feeling worried.  He had some doubts that those "bringing guys" came to Chunan from all over the world, most likely just for the sad Bi in his arms.  No matter from a time or geographical perspective, more than half a month is enough for the news of Sadness Bi's disappearance to spread from Lianshan Town to various places in Chunan, as long as someone is willing to do it.  And Li Mu also believes that someone will definitely do this, because only by doing this can all the forces in the world be mobilized to find Ye Qi who suddenly disappeared without a trace.  As long as the power is strong enough, no matter who finds it in the end, he can be a yellow bird.  "Sadness Bi, Sadness Bi, is your charm really so irresistible? But why do I feel that having you means having bad luck?" Li Mu touched the jade in his arms and sighed softly.  With.  In a daze, my fingertips touched another piece of jade
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