The night is a bit deep, where will the swans you see in the afternoon spend? Their so-called paradise must be built by the water with moonlight. Ye Wuqiu thought so with a little sadness.

Not far away, the rippling waves slipped into Ye Wuchou's eyes. His eyelashes flashed, and he looked forward. A small boat was sailing on the water, waving fan-shaped ripples. The boating fisherman was an old man with a simple face and a day's fatigue. He struggled to hold the bamboo pole and paddled the boat into a reed. Tie the boat, the old man wiped the sweat on his face, packed up, and lit up the oil lamp in the boat tent. His eyes were blurred at the lights scattered on the ground like stars on the other side of the river, sighed, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to have increased a lot in a moment. His

Life is too hard. He gets up early and works in the middle of work, tired to death, but the money he earns can only make a living. The money he earns has to be exploited by the nobles. Those nobles do nothing and can still spend money. The rich family smells like wine and meat, and the road is frozen to death. How can people live this life? His wife dies early and his son dies on the battlefield for those nobles. What is the exchange for? But all this cannot be blamed by others. The survival of the weak is the law of this world. Only the strong will live better. In order to survive, the weak will be bullied and swallow their anger. Alas, who makes him have no strength?

He sighed again, shook his head, and turned into the canopy.

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In front, there are many reeds, deep in the reeds, where the moonlight is difficult to shine, it seems that there are fishing fires that are bright, and it is dyed with warm orange red in the night. Looking into the distance, the other side of the lake seems to be living in someone’s house, two or three sparks are scattered, outlining a gentle atmosphere on the other side.

In this chaotic world, this situation cannot be said to be a rare thing. Ye Wuqiu stood on the shore, looking at the beauty in front of him, as if he was fascinated by the spirit. So much so that the sound of Enae was heard, and the reeds were shaking unnaturally, the old man's small fishing boat was leaning towards him without even realizing it.

"Who, do you want to cross the lake? The old man said loudly in his old voice.

Ye Wuchou suddenly came back to his senses. When he saw the visitor, he smiled slightly and nodded. Although his smile was invisible to the old man. Some people say that if you fall in love with someone, you will fall in love with the city where he is. Ye Wuchou is the place where he is, and he is very happy about everything here. If you want to ask the reason, then it is enough to maintain a pureness in the troubled times.

Ye Wuqiu waited for the fishing boat to dock, stepped on it and took off his wide hat. Fengshen's handsome face was exposed to the moonlight, and the moonlight flowed and gathered, sweeping away the little haze.

"Oh, it's a little friend." The old man held the straw hat and smiled.

"Old man, I'll go to the other side of the lake." Ye Wuchou nodded slightly and said with a smile.

"Okay, but this money..." the old man stammered.

When the young man heard this, he interrupted the old man's words, took out one tael of silver from his arms and stuffed it into the old man's hands. The old man looked at the value represented by the things in his hands, and quickly stuffed it back into Ye Wuqiu's arms.

"Little brother, this is not enough. The travel fee is only five copper coins. I can't afford such a lot of money."

The young man was slightly stunned, then looked at the old man seriously, and then exchanged silver for copper coins to the old man. Then the old man happily carried the copper coins into the tent and took it away.

The small fishing boat swayed like a drunk man, sailing to the other side. Ye Wuchou sat at the bow of the boat, breathing gently the coolness and tranquility of the night. Alas, the glittering smoke scenes have disappeared in a moment. As a sect of the ages, the Tianxuan Sword Sect has its decline today. How long can it be calm here in this chaotic world? Ye Wuchou shook his head mockingly and murmured to himself: "It's a joke that he has no strength but is worried about the world. Let's take good care of the current situation first."

After saying that, Ye Wuchou looked at the stars-like lights from afar. He knew through the map that it was a town called Lushui Town. It belongs to a second-rate force, the sphere of influence of Wanjie Sect. The Wanjie Sect is roughly located in the northeast corner of the Xuanxing Empire. It is far away from the Tianxuan Mountains and the mountains are far away. It is not known how far away it is. During these days, we have traveled day and night, sleeping in the wind and dining in the open, and we have really walked a long distance.

"It's really not easy." Young Master sighed, and wiped the slightly moist part of his eyes with the back of his hand, sighed, "I don't know how Master is doing now, and whether he is still... still... alive." Young Master said

Although Nian was extremely reluctant to admit it or say this word, he was helpless. The facts always required a brave heart to face.

With the sound of water, the lake shore is getting closer and closer, and finally reaching it.

"Young man, this is your first time in Xuanxing Empire?"

The old man's voice suddenly rang from the stern of the boat.

"yes."

"Then you have to be careful to avoid getting into trouble. Those people are very powerful and domineering. If you can, just bear it."

"Thank you for your concern."

"Oh, by the way, Xiang just entered Lushui Town and saw an inn. The prices there are fair and affordable, and the service is good!"

Ye Wuqiu smiled warmly at the bow of the boat. He didn't know the old man, but he was like this to a stranger. No one could do this. Good people will repay them. If no one will repay them, then I will repay them. There is no other money. If you improve the elderly and improve their lives, just think that they are my heart.

Ye Wuchou looked away, his eyes warm and rich. He had a deep understanding of the sufferings and the coldness of the world. His parents died early since childhood. He begged along the street, and how many insults he had ever been rolled and insulted! His young soul tasted the indifference of people. Later, the master felt pity for him and saw that he was very talented and accepted him as his disciple. Tianxuan Sword God often brought Ye Wuchou to the bottom and the top people. He had a little knowledge of the hypocrisy and cruelty between people. "Using the blood of bad people to wet the robes to defend everything about the kind people." This is the first lesson that Tianxuan Sword God taught when Ye Wuchou was young. This sentence is very simple and easy to understand because Wuchou was still young, but Tianxuan Sword God may not know that this sentence is completely practiced in Ye Wuchou's peak life, that is, in the middle and late stages of his life!

He turned around and glanced at the fisherman again, and Ye Wuchou walked towards Lushui Town with great strides.

After more than ten minutes of walking and passing through the sparsely populated village next to the town, Ye Wuchou vaguely saw the gate of the blurred town in the night. The town had no city walls, only an arched door. Ye Wuchou accelerated his advance without expression. In a few breaths, Ye Wuchou came to the gate of the town. Two huge red pillars supported this large plaque with three large gilded characters: Lushui Town. Although at night, Ye Wuchou was still surprised to find that the typings were all cast in gold.

It is so rich, it is definitely not the work of a small town. The surroundings of other towns are just carved with the name of the town on a piece of bluestone to show the name of the town. This comparison surprised Ye Wuqiu. A mere town is so rich, even surpassing some small towns, and Lushui Town must have a good source of economic resources.
Chapter completed!