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

A scholar saw that the steamed fish on the plate was eaten up, so he hurriedly turned the fish, but the words he used made the boatman and his son extremely displeased.

"What nonsense! It's bringing the fish right! It's 'zheng', the scholar, that word you said is not auspicious for those who seek life on the water!"

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

"Hey, look at my mouth, don't blame the boatman, don't blame the boatman, Xiaosheng doesn't know how to speak on the water, so he will be fined a glass of wine!"

"Haha, you scholar, you are greedy for bars!"

In the cabin, there was a lot of noise and laughter, mixed with the crisp laughter of children "giggling". Occasionally, some people were too eager to eat fish and they got stuck in their bones. The old ship's own chopsticks rescued.

The fisherman's rice wine is not high in content, and it tastes good. In addition, there are a lot of fish and meat dishes tonight, and it is the first time for everyone to meet. It takes half an hour to eat a meal.

"Father, I'm going to get rid of it!"

This will make the young boatman feel tight in his lower abdomen and want to pee.

"Go, go, go a little farther, you know!"

"Hey!"

The young boatman agreed, put down his chopsticks, and got out of the cabin.

Although I drank a lot of rice wine, but the alcohol content was not high in the first place, and the young man had a good physique by running boats and working, so naturally it wouldn't make people flutter when walking.

He stopped stably by the mast, close to the side of the ship, and after taking off his trousers belt, he relaxed with a shock, and a waterline rushed into the river.

"Huh..."

After the water was released, it was extremely comfortable, but when he was tying his trousers belt, the young boatman suddenly mentioned the sound of water splashes on the river on the other side of the boat. He turned his head to take a look, and saw ripples on one side of the water.

"Crash..."

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

The boatman approached the bow of the boat nervously and stood on tiptoe to look around, but he still saw no other traces of water, so he felt a little nervous, 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... there seems to be a water man..."

The young boatman lowered his voice and said this to the old boatman. Just when he urinated, he seemed to feel that the water splashes beside the boat were too abnormal, much like some rumors.

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

Others were a little unclear about what happened, only the old man with his grandson seemed to have thought of something, and dragged his grandson to prevent him from going out to watch the fun.

In this world, there are knights who are at the peak of martial arts looking for an opportunity to break through, and there are obsessed people looking for immortals, but there are very few people who meet gods and immortals, and strange and terrifying things are actually not far away in the folk.

Some people even met them without realizing it, some people kept enough awe in word of mouth, and some people died inexplicably without knowing it.

To put it bluntly, it’s just a matter of seeking differences. The demons and spirits are greedy for the body, soul, flesh, and Yangyuan. Ordinary people are very afraid of them; while mortals are still more selfish in their pursuit of immortals and gods, and the direction of entanglement is reversed. As far as seekers are concerned, most of them can't get the mind of getting involved.

Even the likes of the City God, no matter how busy they are, how many greedy, selfish, filthy things can be heard in the temples in the middle of the year, and they are tired of it, and they are tired of it. If it is not necessary, who will ignore you.

And the difference in time between the parties is too great. Let's not talk about the immortals and the gods, even the evil spirits have been practicing for many years. In addition, the news is blocked, the world is big, and there are very few people who know the world. There are many things, and even fewer people can find traces of the latter. On the contrary, some local allusions to the villagers are mostly passed down by word of mouth.

In the area of ​​Xiaoshun River and Chunmu River, people who run boats all year round have 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 Wu Peng's cabin were a little unclear at first, they also vaguely understood something. They watched the old boatman carry the wine to the side of the boat, and reached out and poured the wine into the river.

"If you don't offend me, I won't offend you, a glass of water and wine shows respect, Shui Gong Shui Gong, hurry back!"

A glass of wine was poured down, and he said a few more words. Although he couldn't see anything with the naked eye, he seemed to be able to see water waves swaying away.

"Okay, let's continue to eat. As long as we don't go into the water, we'll be fine. When we come back, we can all go to Chunmu Jiangjiang Temple to worship."

Although no one saw what happened just now, it also made some people get goosebumps, and they all sat back to the cabin.

A man like Li Daniu is full of qi, 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, but if he can't swim, then encountering a water ghost is very likely to be saved. also drown at the bottom of the river.

But Ji Yuan knew very well that what was underwater at this time was not a water man, but a big herring greedy for wine.

"Hehe, everyone else is on the side of the boat to relieve themselves. You still come here to beg for a drink?"

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

'If only sprites were this cute! ’

. . .

In the early morning, the boat passengers woke up from the occasional slight sway of the boat, and found that it was already bright. Ji Yuan had long been sitting in the bow of the boat, while the old boatman woke up before dawn and started the boat, waiting for a while to have breakfast. Let the son take over again and then take a nap.

Ji Yuan didn't have the book in his hand at this meeting, but pinched another piece of white jade stick in his sleeve, which was the shattered seal that Qiu Feng had given him.

The so-called wonderful method of restraining the spirit has two meanings. One is that the cultivator can restrain his mind to assist his practice, and the other is that it is even more powerful in the eyes of Jiyuan, and it can really "restrain the spirit".

In a previous life, when I read Journey to the West, Monkey King said, "Where is the old man of the land?", and the Lord of the Land came to see him. UU's reading www.uukanshu.com and the other aspect of the gods have this meaning.

However, this kind of thing is also very taboo. People with this ability must use it according to the actual situation and occasion. To put it simply, if Ji Yuan really has learned everything by now, he will stand on the boat and want to let Chun Mu Jiangjiang River. God see you...

Yes, the ultimate death was successful. It is estimated that Jiang Shen's body would have no effect. Instead, he was angry with a big wave and beat him to death.

What are the really suitable occasions?

For example, some mountains and rivers or some beautiful places, there are many magical beings that breed some magical existence. Through talent or acquired efforts, there are more or less connections with the earth veins and water veins, and they barely belong to the gods who have not been enshrined, or the small ones. A place where the villagers worship, a shrine, a small land, and the like...

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

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

"coming!"

After a response, Ji Yuan also patted her **** and stood up to have breakfast together.

With a bowl of white porridge, he grabbed a small handful of Ugan vegetables on top, and held the bowl with chopsticks. Ji Yuan walked out of the cabin again, and stood there to help cool the rice porridge with the breeze, while blowing the bowl of noodles and scraping with chopsticks The porridge is eaten, even if the boat occasionally bumps and makes the body sway, but it is still stable.

With the help of the southeast wind, the small boat where Ji Yuan was on was slowly overtaking the large ship because of its light hull.

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

A young man in white was lying on the side of the building boat, looking at the boat on the river in a daze. He saw the gentleman in gray standing against the wind and looking here. If he wasn't holding a bowl, he would have formed a natural harmony with the boat and the river. .