Lost Narrative Poetry

The four sword lights traveled tens of thousands of miles in a short period of time, from Kunlun in the northwest to Jimo in the East China Sea. In just a cup of tea, they had completed a journey that ordinary people would never dare to imagine.

After the sword light fell, it quickly dispersed. Yuntianhe and the four of them were already standing on a steep cliff protruding from the seaside, and saw the coastal towns built in layers against the mountains not far away.

It has to be said that the talents of the three of them are very good. For ordinary beginners who practice sword control, it is already very good to be able to stand on a flying sword and swing into the air in half a month, let alone control the light of the sword.

However, the three of them in Yun Tianhe can learn to wield a sword in two hours and then start flying around. Even Yun Tianhe is the fastest to learn.

Just like he was practicing immortality, Han Lingsha herself had read the Five Spirits Immortal Techniques from ancient books before, but she hadn't mastered anything yet. He was so good, after listening to the girl chanting and thinking randomly, his hands and feet were out of control, and he could directly release basic spells.

From Murong Ziying's point of view, the wild man on the top of the mountain had clear breathing, restrained energy, and extraordinary ease in his movements. It was clearly a state that ordinary people could reach after many years of meditation, and he was alone in the mountains and forests. After living together for many years, I unknowingly returned to my original nature.

Such people will naturally get twice the result with half the effort when cultivating. Given time, it is not difficult to understand that their cultivation will improve by leaps and bounds. Although Liu Mengli and Han Lingsha were inferior to the savages on the top of the mountain in this respect, they were only second to none.

So by now, the three of them have been able to control sword light, master sword escape, and reach mountains thousands of miles away in an instant... This is also a necessary prerequisite for them to be able to gallop across the land of China, travel between heaven and earth, and search for the coldest spiritual objects in the world. .

"Is this the sea..."

Liu Mengli gently stroked the black hair beside her ears, feeling the sound of the sea breeze passing through her ears, and her eyes were gazing at the open scenery of the sea and sky in front of her.

The waves hit the rocks, splashing white crystal water several feet high. The azure ocean is like a flawless sapphire. The skylight and sea colors further away blend into each other, reflecting sparkling light under the sun. , shining and somewhat dazzling.

"Strange, I don't know why, but I suddenly feel that this place looks so familiar..."

Han Lingsha looked around suspiciously, and couldn't help but muttered. She didn't know why, but she always felt as if she had seen this scenery in a dream, whether it was the open sea or the sky. The scenery is still the town by the sea.

Jimo used to be a small fishing village, but with good weather and good weather for many years, and the people living a prosperous and healthy life, it will naturally develop rapidly and attract foreigners. Now it is a... medium-sized town.

Although there were differences, the differences were not particularly big. This gave her an inexplicable sense of déjà vu, and she suddenly felt confused.

Although she led the way, she only knew the direction of Jimo. She knew that Jimo was located on the edge of the East China Sea, but she had never really been here... So why did she feel that this place seemed familiar?

The more she looked at it carefully, the more she felt that it might not be an illusion. A similar scene appeared in her mind, vaguely as if it had been touched by a special "cut scene" she had seen.

"Eh? Lingsha, are you like this too? I feel the same way. It seems that I have been here before and seen the appearance of this village, but I just can't remember it. It's so strange..."

Yuntianhe smiled and touched the back of his head. He was about to talk about this just now, but Lingsha did it first.

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Murong Ziying's expression was as paralyzed as ever, but she also looked thoughtful. After all, he also had such a strange feeling, but he originally thought it was his own problem, but it turned out that the other two people also had it?

Subconsciously, he looked at Liu Mengli, who was at the end. If three of the four had such strange feelings, then the last one should be no exception, right?

"Look at the town over there. Why are they decorated with lights? Is there some kind of celebration today?"

At this time, Liu Mengli stretched out her bare hands and pointed towards the bustling seaside town opposite, which was filled with joy, hung with lanterns and tied with colorful silks.

She pretended not to see Murong Ziying's questioning eyes, and skipped such a topic as if it was nothing serious.

"Eh? It seems so. Could it be... what... is it bringing? Oh oh oh! By the way, it's the Dragon Boat Festival? Today is the Dragon Boat Festival!"

The wild man's eyes lit up at the top of the mountain: "I thought of Zongzi...Zongzi! Where are they?!"

In his opinion, celebrations with lanterns and colorful decorations are equivalent to festivals, and he doesn't know many festivals. The most profound one is the Dragon Boat Festival that he celebrated in Taiping Village before. So after some rounding calculations, he came to the conclusion that "festivals are The reliable conclusion of "Dragon Boat Festival".

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"Do you want to be such a treasure? How long has the Dragon Boat Festival passed? How could it be the Dragon Boat Festival again now! This summer is not over yet!"

Han Lingsha took a deep breath and gritted her teeth.

She felt that she had probably found the reason why she had been feeling unwell at intervals during this period. Maybe my heart is not big enough and I am always angry with this guy...

Regarding the common sense of this mountaintop savage, Miss Han really became more and more desperate the more she taught her, because this mountaintop savage's worldview was very stubborn and was probably made up of wild boar. Apart from that, it was difficult to accept any other common sense.

And it's not that Yun Tianhe really can't remember these things, but that he lacks too much common sense and cannot make up for it in a short time. But he also likes to apply the little common sense and violence he knows to all situations. This is what often makes people laugh.

"It's not the Dragon Boat Festival? Does it mean there are no rice dumplings?" Yun Tianhe's eyes widened suddenly, as if he had been deeply shocked, and he couldn't believe it.

"You...that's all you heard?"

"Okay, okay, let's go over and take a look first, and then we'll know what's going on." Murong Ziying interrupted with a headache, and was successfully led astray by the two of them, leaving behind her initial doubts. The back of the head.

Seeing the three of them walking forward, Liu Mengli smiled slightly and quickly followed them.

The coastal town was indeed very lively today, with people coming and going. Many men were carrying burdens, and the women beside them were carrying baskets. They were slowly crowding forward under the scorching sun, following the flow of people.

It seems that many people are rushing towards the temple filled with incense and filled with smoke in the center of the village and town.

"Hey! Have you ever heard of something called Guang Ji Han Tu?"

Yun Tianhe conveniently grabbed a person and directly inquired about the news about Hanqi. He probably thought that Guangji Hantu was something that anyone could know, and he only needed to grab a passerby and ask. Know.

"Never heard of it... Oops! Didn't you see that I was busy?"

The passerby who was grabbed waved his hand impatiently and broke free from the palm of the savage on the top of the mountain: "I have to rush to the Fox Fairy Temple now to deliver the tribute...I will definitely not be able to make the first stick of incense in time, but I can't delay the time. Ah, today is a good day for the Fox Fairy’s birthday.”

"Fox Fairy? Birthday?" Yuntianhe asked curiously.

However, the passers-by seemed to be in a hurry to pay tribute and offer incense, and were not willing to waste time talking to him. They just waved their hands and moved forward slowly with the flow of people.

"Dare I ask this old man, please ask this fox fairy..."

Murong Ziying raised her eyebrows, took a look, found an old man on crutches and walked over, politely clasped his fists and asked, but stopped before he finished speaking.

Because the old man also walked forward anxiously, without even looking at him or even listening to what he was saying. It was as if someone in front was paying according to each person's hair, and if he was a step too late, he would not be able to catch up.

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The young swordsman twitched his lips, not feeling embarrassed at all, but looking worriedly at the scene of the old man struggling to move forward among the crowd.

——You are already so old, osteoporosis is a certainty, so there is no need to fight so hard, right?

——If there is a stampede, who does it belong to?

Han Lingsha also saw what Murong Ziying was thinking. She didn't think ordinary people would have any clues about Guang Ji Hantu, but the fox fairy was a good entry point.

If there was just a Fox Fairy Temple, it would be nothing, but today is the Fox Fairy’s birthday? This is quite serious, and it makes people subconsciously suspect that the fox fairy may actually exist.

A few people tried hard to talk to the people passing by in a hurry, but they got nothing. Many people seemed to be rushing to the Fox Fairy Temple, not wanting to waste time on them, and not willing to take a look at other irrelevant things. .

"Is that fox fairy so powerful?" Han Lingsha was a little surprised, "This incense is too prosperous, the Thousand Buddha Temple in Chenzhou is nothing more than this."

"Perhaps it's an Earth Immortal who is a successful cultivator, protecting us?" Murong Ziying guessed, and she happened to see a scholar-looking young man on the seaside boardwalk not far away from the corner of her eye, bending down to face a little boy. The girl said something.

"Look at that man, he doesn't seem to be in a hurry to go and offer incense. How about we go over and ask him?"

A few people walked towards the seaside, and the sea breeze blew in their faces, making people feel relaxed and happy. The heat and irritability of summer seemed to be swept away.

"This young master—" Murong Ziying took the lead in greeting the scholar in front of her.

"Who are...?"

The scholar turned around and looked at the four people dressed neatly in blue and white, with a strange look in his eyes.

"We have something to visit and came to Jimo. We are just here for the first time. It seems that today is another local celebration..." Liu Mengli said softly, "There are many things I don't know, and everyone is very busy and has no time to answer us..."

"So I happened to see you here, young master. You don't seem to be in a hurry, so I wanted to ask if I could ask for advice?" Murong Ziying said.

"I see, then you really came at the wrong time." The scholar laughed and said in a gentle tone, "Today is actually not a festival, it is just the birthday of Fox...Fox Fairy, so people in Jimo are just congratulating Fox Fairy on his birthday. As time goes by, It became an annual local celebration.”