The Green Gourd Sword Fairy

　　 Fireworks in March, the grass grows and the warbler flies.

　　 Whenever this spring equinox occurs, the lower reaches of the Zhao Guoluo River often rises with a faint smoke on the surface of the river.

　　 Even the local residents do not know how to explain this weird phenomenon. However, in the eyes of some wanderers, this place is a rare and beautiful picture, full of hazy beauty.

　　 At this time, a awning boat is coming from the north along the long river.

　　 At the stern of the boat, there is a swan-father wearing a straw hat. Although he was a little older, he had a strong body and strong arms, and he was not slow to row the boat.

　　 On the bow of the boat sat a gray-clothed boy. This man was sixteen or seventeen years old, with his head rested on his arms and sitting on the side of the ship. There was still a reed in his mouth, which gave him a taste of pleasure.

　　 "I said, brother."

　　 While rowing the boat, the man grinned and said, "You are going to Los Angeles now, but it's a good time!"

　　 "Oh?" The gray-clothed boy on the bow raised his eyebrows, and asked, "What do you say?"

"Brother doesn't know. When the spring flowers bloom, there is a kind of flower called'firework' blooming in the streets and alleys in Los Angeles. Although the flowers are small, they tend to gather in groups, and the petals are soft. The most special thing is that the flower color is transparent with a touch of white, just like Yunxia white smoke."

　　 "There are such strange flowers?" The gray-clothed boy turned his eyes slightly.

Seeing his interest, Nagong immediately opened the chatterbox and said with a smile: "It seems that my brother rarely travels far away. The so-called'fireworks will go down to the south of the Yangtze River in March. It's a shame not to be in Los Angeles'... ..."

　　 "Old man, I think you made up this sentence yourself!" The young boy raised his mouth and said jokingly.

The old man blushed, coughed a few times in the stern, and argued: "The old words are rough and not rough. This Los Angeles fireworks is famous. When the flowers bloom, the romantic talents in the south of Zhao State, merchants and dignitaries all come one after another in Los Angeles. Enjoying flowers and poems in the city, and making friends with each other, can be said to be a grand event spanning government and business..."

　　 "That must be the city of Los Angeles must be overcrowded at this time?" The gray-clothed boy suddenly cut his mouth.

　　 "It's true!"

Gong Gong glanced at him and continued: "Los Angeles is only a city, where can so many people be accommodated? Therefore, every year at this time, the city gate will be heavily guarded, unless there are important businessmen, or there are famous scribes, or even dignitaries. Important. Most people would not let him into the city."

　　 "According to what the old man said, isn't that kid unable to enter the city?"

　　 "Not all!" Gonggong smiled slightly, pretending to be mysterious: "The so-called officials have official ways, and the people have people's ways. If you sincerely want to enter the city to enjoy the flowers, there are other ways..."

　　 Just when he wanted to say something more, his face suddenly changed and his eyes looked towards the bow of the boat.

　　 I saw smoke on the river, and a sailing clipper was fast approaching them.

　　 When the ship approached, he could see that there were two people standing on it.

　　 These two are both in official costumes, with a big sword on their waists, and they are born with a round waist, and they have a fierce temperament.

　　 "Where did the Diaomin come from, don't you know that the river here has been sealed?" One of them shouted angrily.

　　 "Oh, bad master! I'm just a father of Luohe, the river is blocked here, I really don't know!" The old man put down the oars, walked quickly to the bow, and continued to talk to the two officials.

　　 "I don't know? Huh! The nobles from the capital are rafting here, and you and others dare to swim with you! I think the crime is not small, come with me first!" The man said that he would stretch out his hand to catch the man.

　　 "I can't help it, bad master! My family is old and weak, relying on me to make a living by boating. I was arrested once, and I am afraid that I am going to collect the body for my old woman when I go back!"

　　 "Hmph, I care about you so much!" After hearing this, the two officials, instead of showing sympathy, jumped onto the canopy boat and reached out to grab him.

　　 At this time, an abrupt sound from the boat sounded:

　　 "This world is really weird. He is obviously a bandit, but he is dressed in an official clothes, and he is transformed into an official!"

　　 The expressions of the two officials changed drastically, and they looked behind Yan Gong.

　　 I saw a gray-clothed boy who was sitting and lying halfway there, his eyes were up to the sky, and he didn't even look at them at all.

　　 "Old Li, how does this person know our details?"

　　 Of the two officials, the younger one suddenly asked the other in a low voice.

　　 "You asked me, but who did I ask?"

　　 The elder officer also looked like the second monk was confused.

　　 "Why don't you just kill someone directly?"

　　 "Well, be swift and clean, don't leave clues!"

"okay!"

　　 After discussing for a while, the two of them suddenly drew a big knife from their waist at the same time, and slashed at the man with a fierce expression.

　　 "Help!"

　　艄 Gong looked at his words and thoughts, and he had long foreseen something bad. At this time, seeing the two of them drawing knives, they were so frightened that their legs were messed up, and they fell on the ground.

　　 In the midst of a crisis, he didn't know where he was courageous, suddenly grabbed one of the oars on the bow, closed his eyes, and stabbed the two of them.

　　 "Puff, puff!"

　　 There were two slight voices, and there was no more movement after that.

"what?"

　　 Gonggong knelt on the ground for a long time, and finally dared to open his eyes, but when he saw the two officials who were still brave before, his eyes were wide and he looked at him with an incredible expression.

　　 "Two officials...what happened?"

　　艄gong seemed a little surprised, and his hands holding the oars couldn't help but tremble slightly.

　　 "Puff! Puff!"

　　 When the two officials were touched by his oars, they fell backwards so straight, and finally rolled into the river both of them.

　　 What the father didn't see was that half of a reed was stuck in each of the two men's throats. At this time, when they sank under the water, a trickle of blood gushed out.

　　 "It's killing!"

　　艄公 yelled and hurriedly threw the oar in his hand into the river, trembling uncontrollably.

　　 "Don't panic!"

　　 Suddenly a faint voice sounded, and then a hand was placed on his shoulder.

　　艄公 looked back and saw that it was his young boat passenger. Strange to say, this person was only sixteen or seventeen years old, but at this time he gave him a sense of peace of mind.

　　 He slightly suppressed his panic in his heart, but his face was still very ugly, just murmured:

　　 "I killed someone, I killed someone! Old man, I have never killed a chicken in my life, but today I killed someone!"

　　 The boy glanced at him~www.ltnovel.com~ said lightly:

　　 "If you don't kill them, they will kill you. Do you want to resist or crane your neck and wait for others to kill?"

Gong Gong was so excited by what he said, "Yes, if I don't kill them, they will kill me. I can't help it, my family...home...and also There is an old lady waiting for me to go back..."

　　 As he said, he got up in a hurry, ran to the stern to support another oar, and then turned the boat back.

　　 "What are you doing?" the gray-clothed boy asked.

　　 "Look back, brother, you can't go ahead!"

"it's useless!"

The gray-clothed boy shook his head and said: "They are here pretending to be an official post to intercept the river closure. There must be a plan ahead. Once they find that the two have not returned in time, they will inevitably send more manpower to support. Get up, you can't get past them!"

　　 "Then what should I do?" Yan Gong panicked for a while.

　　 "Go ashore from here and drag the boat into the woods." The boy pointed towards the river and said lightly.

　　艄公 looked along his finger, and saw that not far from the river bank was a dense jungle, lush, not in full view.

　　 "It makes sense!"

　　Gong nodded his head again and again. He recovered and wanted to say more words of thanks. But he suddenly discovered that at this time, there was no second person on the Wupong boat except himself.

　　 The gray-clothed boy disappeared out of thin air when he turned his head, leaving only a little bit of silver on the bow...