Lanke Chess Edge

"Wait a minute, I'll turn the fish over..."

Seeing that one side of the steamed fish on the plate was eaten up, a scholar hurriedly turned over the fish, but the words he used annoyed the boatman and his son very much.

"What nonsense! It's to turn the fish right! It's 'right', this scholar, the word you said is unlucky for those who live on the water!"

The tone of the old boatman's explanation was obviously a little unhappy, but the scholar immediately figured out the joint and apologized quickly.

"Hey, look at my mouth, don't blame the boatman, don't blame the boatman, Xiaosheng doesn't understand the language of the water, he will be punished with a glass of wine!"

"Haha, you scholar, you're greedy for alcohol! I'll take the fish backbone away, don't move it, just eat it."

There was constant noise and laughter in the cabin, mixed with the crisp laughter of children "giggling". Occasionally, some people got stuck in their bones when they ate fish too quickly, and the old boatman brought out chopsticks to rescue them.

The fisherman's rice wine is not high in alcohol and tastes good. In addition, there are a lot of fish and meat dishes tonight, and it's the first meeting of everyone. After half an hour of eating a meal, I still can't get enough of it.

"Father, I'll go and relieve myself!"

At this moment, the young boatman felt a tightness in his lower abdomen and wanted to pee.

"Go, go, stay away, you know!"

"Why!"

The young boatman agreed, put down his chopsticks, got up and left the cabin.

Although he drank a lot of rice wine, the alcohol content was not high in the first place, and the young man had exercised a good physique by sailing and working, so naturally he would not make people feel dizzy when walking.

Standing steadily by the side of the mast, close to the side of the ship, after taking off the belt of his trousers, his body relaxed for a while, and a waterline flew into the river.

"call……"

After releasing the water, it was extremely comfortable, but when he was fastening his trouser belt, the young boatman suddenly heard the sound of splashing water on the other side of the boat, and turned his head to look, only to see ripples on the water surface on one side.

"Clatter..."

The sound of water came again, this time from the bow.

The boatman was so nervous that he tiptoed close to the bow of the boat to look around, but he still saw nothing but water patterns, so he felt a little hairy and hurried back to the cabin.

The people inside were still eating and drinking, and the few people who saw the young boatman running back with a bad face didn't know why.

"Father...it seems that there is Lord Shui..."

The young boatman lowered his voice and said this to the old boatman. Just peeing, he seemed to feel that the underwater splash beside the boat was too abnormal, much like some situations in the rumors.

The old boatman's expression became serious when he heard the words, he looked at the others and didn't say anything, he walked out of the cabin holding a wine glass.

Everyone else was a little unclear about what happened, only the old man with his grandson seemed to think of something, and pulled his grandson to prevent him from going out to watch the excitement.

In this world, there are knights who are at the peak of the martial arts world looking for opportunities to break through, and obsessed people looking for the fate of immortals, but gods and immortals meet very few people, and the weird and terrifying things of ghosts and monsters are actually not far away among the people.

Some people even encountered it without knowing it, some people maintained enough awe in word of mouth, and some people died inexplicably without knowing it.

To put it bluntly, it is just seeking to be different. Demons and spirits are greedy for human body, soul, flesh, and yang, and ordinary people are very afraid; while ordinary people seek immortality and gods after all, they still have selfish desires, and the direction of entanglement is reversed. As far as the seeker is concerned, most of them can't afford to get involved.

Even the city gods and the like, not to mention the busyness, how many greedy, selfish and dirty things can be heard in the temples every year, and they are tired and tired of death. If it is not necessary, no one will care about you.

However, the differences in terms of time between the various parties are too great. Not to mention immortal cultivators and gods, even demons have practiced for many years at every turn. In addition, the information is blocked. The world is so big that few people know it, and what happened is widely circulated. There are many, and the latter can find even fewer traces. On the contrary, some allusions and local methods of the villagers are mostly passed on by word of mouth.

In the area of ​​Xiaoshun River and Chunmu River, people who run boats all the year round have more or less known or even encountered strange things related to water. The so-called "Shui Gong" is a respectful name for water ghosts.

Although the other people in the Wupeng cabin were a little confused at first, they also vaguely understood something. Watching the old boatman walk to the side of the boat with the wine, he stretched out his hand and poured the wine into the river.

"If you don't offend me, I won't offend you. A glass of water and wine is a sign of respect. Shuigong, Shuigong, get back!"

After pouring down a glass of wine and chanting a few more words, although the naked eye couldn't see what was going on, it seemed as if he could see waves shaking away.

"Okay, let's continue eating. As long as we don't go into the water, we'll be fine. Everyone will go to the Chunmu River Shrine to worship later."

Although no one saw anything about what happened just now, it also made some people get goosebumps, and they sat back to the cabin one after another, just standing in the black awning and squinting at the river.

A man like Li Daniu is full of energy, blood, life, and fire. It is estimated that even if there is a water ghost, he can swim in the water, and ordinary water ghosts can't do anything to him. It will also drown the bottom of the river.

But Ji Yuan knew very well that what was underwater at this time was not some Shui Gong, but a big herring greedy for alcohol.

"Hehe, others relieved their hands on the side of the boat, and you still come here to beg for a drink?"

Ji Yuan said with a smile, the water rippled again, and the big herring swam away directly.

‘If only ghosts were this cute! '

...

In the early morning, the boat passengers woke up from the occasional slight shaking of the boat, and found that it was already bright, Ji Yuan had already sat on the bow and meditated, while the old boatman woke up before dawn and sailed, waiting to have breakfast later. I will catch up on sleep after my son takes over.

Ji Yuan didn't hold the book in his hand now, but pinched another piece of white jade lotus in his sleeve, which was the God-jutting Incomplete Seal given by Qiu Feng.

The so-called magical method of restraining the gods has two meanings. One is that for the practitioners themselves, it can restrain the mind and assist in the practice.

In my previous life, when I read Journey to the West, Sun Wukong said "Where is the old man of the land", and the Lord of the Land appeared to see him, and another aspect of Jushen has this meaning.

However, this kind of thing is also very taboo, and those who have this ability have to use it according to the actual situation and occasion. Simply put, if Ji Yuan really has learned all about Jushen now, and then stands on the boat to let the spring bathe in the river. god see you...

It's ok, if the extreme death is successful, it is estimated that Jiang Shen's body will have no effect, but instead, he will be angry with a big wave and beat him to death.

What are the real suitable occasions?

For example, some mountains, rivers, lakes, or some beautiful places often breed some magical existences. Through talent or acquired hard work, they are more or less connected with the earth veins and water veins. They barely belong to the gods who have not been sealed, or small The scope is the place where the villagers worship, the prostitute temple, the small land and the like.

"Mr. Ji~ come and drink rice porridge!"

The young boatman yelled in the cabin, which also interrupted Ji Yuan's thoughts.

"coming!"

After a reply, Ji Yuan also patted his buttocks and stood up to have breakfast together.

A bowl of white porridge, grabbed a small handful of dried vegetables and put it on top, holding the bowl and holding the chopsticks, Ji Yuan went outside the cabin again, stood there to help the rice porridge cool down with the breeze, while blowing the noodles on the bowl and scraping it with chopsticks Eating porridge means that the boat is still stable despite the occasional bumps that make the body shake.

With the help of the southeast wind, the small boat that Ji Yuan was in was slowly overtaking the big boat because of its light weight.

Many people on the upstairs boat looked at the small boat, and saw a few passengers on the boat serving bowls of porridge, and the people here were also looking at the big boat.

A young man in white was lying on the side of a building boat looking at the small boat on the river in a daze. He saw the gentleman in gray standing against the wind and looking towards this side. If he was not holding a bowl, he must have formed a natural and harmonious scene with the boat and the river. .