As soon as they reached the shore, the ox also jumped down. As for the boatman, he hurriedly rowed the boat away, obviously he was extremely scared.
Song Qingshu could not help laughing. He had heard that the people on the beach feared Peach Blossom Island as if it was a snake or a scorpion; they did not dare to come within forty 'li' of the island. If he mentioned Peach Blossom Island's name, no matter how much money he offered, no boat would dare to come. Halfway through the boat, the boatman realized something was wrong. He was about to turn the boat around, but Huang Rong with a dagger in her hand forced him to row the boat.
The boatman had heard many rumors about Peach Blossom Island; he said that the master of the island killed without batting an eye and loved to dig out people's liver, lungs and intestines. As soon as he saw the two of them come ashore, he quickly steered the boat back and wanted to escape.
Huang Rong took out a silver ingot and threw it. 'Dang!' it landed on the bow. The boatman did not expect to receive such a generous reward; he was overjoyed, but he did not dare to stop by the island.
"I didn't expect that after you, husband and wife, have been heroes for so long, these boatmen are still afraid of Peach Blossom Island." Song Qingshu could not help but tease them.
Huang Rong blushed, "In a small town on the border, the information is not smooth."
This was a rumor her father deliberately spread because he did not want outsiders to get close to the island. Who would have thought that after so many years, these boatmen still had lingering fears?
Song QingShu smiled. Suddenly, he smelled the fragrance of flowers in the sea breeze. Looking into the distance, he saw that the island was lush and green. There was a mass of green, a mass of red, a mass of yellow, a mass of purple, and a mass of blooming flowers.
Huang Rong smiled sweetly, "Is the scenery here good?"
Song Qingshu sighed, "I have never seen so many beautiful flowers in my life." Actually, this was not entirely true. In his previous life, the flowers in the botanical garden and some city gardens were not inferior to this place, but he could not go back.
Huang Rong was very proud of herself, she laughed and said, "In the third month of spring, when the peach blossoms on the island are in full bloom, it will be very beautiful. Although my father's martial art skill is not the best in the world, his skill in growing flowers is definitely the best in the world. "
"Huang Yaoshi's knowledge is like a celestial being, it is indeed admirable." Speaking of growing flowers, Song Qingshu could not help but think of Li Qingluo of Mantuo Villa. But her main job was to grow camellias, so her comprehensive knowledge was far inferior to Huang Yaoshi's.
She wondered how she and Xiao Long Nu were doing in Ezhou.
Seeing that he was lost in thought, Huang Rong's eyes flashed a crafty glint. She suddenly ran into the forest. He saw her turn east and west among the flowers, and in a flash she disappeared without a trace.
Song Qingshu furrowed his brows and slowly followed. After walking for about a hundred feet, he immediately lost his sense of direction. He saw that there were small paths in all directions, but he didn't know which one to take. After walking for a while, he felt as if he had returned to the same place.
Only now did he remember the description of the Peach Blossom Island in the original work. He knew that Huang Yaoshi had set up the island, with the opening and closing of Yin and Yang, the reversal of Qian and Kun. If he got lost and wandered aimlessly, it would only get worse and worse.
He was not in a hurry. He sat under a peach tree and rested, waiting for Huang Rong to pick him up. But after sitting for a while, there was still no movement. It was quiet all around, unexpectedly not a single shadow could be seen. He suddenly realized that Huang Rong must have deliberately used the maze on Peach Blossom Island to mess with him.
"It's just a maze, how can it trap me?" Song Qingshu coldly snorted and leaped to the top of a tree. He looked around. To the south was the sea, to the west was a barren rock, to the east and north were blossoming trees of different colors, without an end in sight.
Song Qingshu was startled. No matter how big Peach Blossom Island was, it was still a small island. How could there be no end to it?
He did not believe it. He carefully looked around, trying to figure out the pattern of the arrangement of the peach trees. Unfortunately, he only looked dizzy and his eyes blurred. Between the blossoming trees, there were no white walls or black tiles, no smoke or dogs barking. It was so quiet that it was very strange. What was even more troublesome was that there was a faint white fog in the peach trees, which could easily affect one's vision.
"Huang Yaoshi is an expert in the art of qi men dun jia. His reputation is not in vain." Song Qingshu secretly sighed. Huang Yaoshi had made full use of the geographical environment and perfectly integrated the fog on the island into the formation. He did not know whether this skill could be used on the battlefield. If it could, it would be like the legendary Eight Trigrams Formation of Zhuge Liang, which could block thousands of troops and horses.
When Huang Rong returned home, she first arranged for the mute servant to go to the shore and bring back the cow. Then she secretly thought, "I wonder how he is in the forest …"
But soon she snorted coldly, "This bastard treated me like that, it's good to let him suffer a little."
"What did I do to you?" Suddenly a mocking voice came from the air.
Huang Rong looked up and flew down from the air. Soon she stood in front of him. She could not help but be surprised, "How did you get out of the forest?"
The maze-like forest was her father's life's work. Not only could it trap ordinary people, but it could also trap masters. Huang Yaoshi had deliberately prevented masters from using their lightness skills to go to the top of the trees to check. But in such a short time, how could Song Qingshu break out of the formation?
"You also know Qimen Dun Jia?" Huang Rong hurriedly asked. In her opinion, this was the only possibility, and his attainment was not low.
"Of course I don't know this kind of profound thing." Song Qingshu smiled slightly, "But the most terrible thing about this kind of maze is that you can see the whole picture. As long as you see the overall layout, it will be very easy to find the way out."
"That's impossible," Huang Rong exclaimed, "My father deliberately forgot about this. Even if the people inside climbed to the top of the tree, as far as the eye can see, the terrain everywhere is the same."
Song Qingshu lightly replied, "It's just because those people did not climb high enough."
Huang Rong was startled and suddenly realized that the person in front of her was a person who could go up to the sky to pray for rain. If he rose into the air, no matter how ingenious the arrangement was, it would be useless against him.
"Is this the place where you grew up? It really is like a paradise on earth." Song Qingshu looked around and showed a look of admiration.
Huang Rong smiled faintly, "Let me show you around."
Back on Peach Blossom Island, Huang Rong was in a very good mood, and even her energy was slightly better. She began to show Song Qingshu around Peach Blossom Island, even pointing to certain places and telling him about her childhood. She was very happy as she talked.
Looking at her carefree expression, Song QingShu sighed inwardly. All these years, she had racked her brains in Xiangyang and did not dare to relax. It was only here that she did not have to think about those complicated issues and could show her true self.
As they passed by the maze-like forest, Huang Rong also began to explain in detail the essence of the formation, the various positions of the Eight Diagrams, and the correct way to move without reaching a point.
Song Qingshu found that there were many times when there was clearly no path in front of him, but Huang Rong could forcibly lead him through it. He could not help but secretly admire Huang Yaoshi's uncanny workmanship, to be able to perfectly deceive people's eyes.
"Your father is really a genius. I really want to talk with him for three days and three nights." Song Qingshu sincerely sighed.
Huang Rong pouted and recovered some of the playfulness of a young girl, "You want to see my father now, but when you really see him, maybe he will break your legs."
Song Qingshu was stunned, "I have no quarrel with him, why would he hit me?"
Huang Rong blushed, "Shouldn't he hit you because of what you did to me?" After saying that, her heart beat faster, and she hurried forward.
Song Qingshu was secretly happy, because he knew that Huang Rong had been secretive about what happened in the Jin Kingdom previously, but now she took the initiative to mention it. It seemed to be a good sign.
Seeing that she was about to disappear into the woods, Song Qingshu was worried that he would get lost again, so he hurriedly followed. Huang Rong seemed to be satisfied after teasing him once, and did not deliberately try to shake him off. Instead, she deliberately slowed down to wait for him.
Soon, they arrived at the seaside. Huang Rong sat on a rock and looked at the blue sea in the distance. She could not help but murmur, "I haven't looked at the sea so quietly for many years."
Song QingShu looked at her tired expression and could not help but feel pity for her. All these years, she and Guo Jing had guarded Xiangyang together and won the respect of the Han people. Everyone called her Lady Huang or Madam Guo, but behind this respect was the fact that she had spent the most precious years of her life as a woman.
Which woman in the world didn't want to spend the rest of her life in front of flowers and under the moonlight? Which woman in the world didn't want to go sightseeing and live a carefree and happy life?
"Take advantage of this time to stay on Peach Blossom Island for a while, and go back to the Central Plains after you give birth," Song Qingshu said with concern.
"Yes." After the previous few incidents, Huang Rong was indeed a little afraid, and was ready to rest on Peach Blossom Island.
Seeing that she was so focused on the sea, Song Qingshu considerately stopped talking and sat beside her, quietly watching the sea with her.
They sat like this for a long time, and the sea breeze gradually became stronger. Huang Rong tightened her clothes and said, "Let's go back."
Song Qingshu nodded, "Okay." He was the first to stand up, and then he stretched out his hand in front of her.
Huang Rong was startled, and after a moment of hesitation, she finally put her hand in his and let him pull her up.
"Is this how you usually lie to girls?" After standing up, Huang Rong blushed and withdrew her hand without a trace.
Song Qingshu smiled bitterly, "In my hometown, this is a kind of etiquette, a man showing his gentlemanly attitude to a woman."
"It seems that the men in your hometown are all good at lying to women," Huang Rong spat, and suddenly realized, "How can there be such a custom in Xiangyang?"
Mount Wudang was in Hubei, not far from Xiangyang. Huang Rong had lived in Xiangyang for many years, and naturally knew the customs there like the back of her hand.
"Mount Wudang is not my home." Song Qingshu sighed softly, looking very lonely.
He was thinking that he would never be able to return to that colorful world again. For a moment, he was very sad. Huang Rong misunderstood his meaning. She thought that he was still brooding over being expelled by Mount Wudang. For a moment, she did not know how to comfort him.
"Aren't you curious about what I was thinking about when I was watching the sea for so long?" Huang Rong finally decided to say something to divert his attention.
"What were you thinking about?" Song Qingshu was indeed a little curious. After all, she must have been sitting there for four to four hours, and he did not know how she, as lively and active as she was, could sit there for so long.
"I wasn't thinking about anything." Huang Rong smiled, and it was more beautiful than the flowers in the forest.
"Are you kidding me?" Hearing her answer, Song Qingshu suddenly became a little speechless.
Huang Rong shook her head, "I really wasn't thinking about anything. My mind was blank, and my whole body seemed to be empty. That feeling was very comfortable, I have never been so relaxed before."
"You have really worked hard these years." Song Qingshu sighed.
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