It's dawn.
The whole ship began to come alive. Unlike in the past, the crew members were now very active.
It's the kind of activity that has hope.
Because they knew that there was a god living on the ship, a very powerful god who could be seen.
So what if Tathagata and the Jade Emperor are powerful
It's impossible to get it anyway, but the thing in front of you can be obtained. Everyone is busy with various things and quietly preparing their sincerity.
At this time, a small accident occurred.
A man came to the stern of the boat as usual, wanting to fish up the net he had cast yesterday. When traveling on the river, fish are an indispensable food.
He slowly pulled the net in, but it felt a little heavy. He pulled it upwards with force and unexpectedly pulled out a bloody skeleton.
His face could no longer be seen, and from time to time fish were fighting over him. The way they were scrambling to get the first place was as if the dead man had some panacea.
"What a damn bad luck!"
The man didn't care and kicked the dead body down.
He often sails on the river, and it would be abnormal if he didn't see any dead bodies in the rivers and lakes in a day!
What he was afraid of was ghosts, not corpses.
On the contrary, seeing it early in the morning, I felt it was very unlucky!
"No, I have to ask the gods to take care of it and ask for two talismans."
As he spoke, the man clapped his hands excitedly. Now he had a legitimate reason.
He simply threw the net containing the fish aside, and somehow the dead body in the water floated up again.
The empty eyes made him feel uneasy, but he was not afraid. After all, he had a god behind him, so why should he be afraid of you
Thinking of this, he kicked the corpse away with a flying kick. The corpse floated farther and farther away with the current.
The man quickly boarded the boat and soon found Russell, who practiced sword on the bow every day.
His face suddenly lit up with joy!
"Little Taoist Priest, Little Taoist Priest, I seem to have encountered a ghost."
The man gestured with his hands, "That look is so vicious when it looks at me, I feel uneasy."
disturbed
You looked so happy when you kicked him just now!
Russell curled his lips and pretended to know nothing. After thinking about it, he gave the man a paper talisman.
If nothing else, it’s because this man’s kicks are really good!
The man smiled happily when he received the paper talisman. He thanked the gift repeatedly, bowed and left.
As soon as he left, another person who was watching came up to him with a big smile on his face, "Little Taoist priest, please save me. I was toyed with by a female ghost yesterday, and I feel very weak all over."
As he spoke, the man twisted his waist and showed a painful expression.
This little trick is for fooling children!
Russell did not expose him, but looked at him jokingly, "I don't have paper talismans, but I have a good panacea here."
"One will refresh your mind, two will keep you from getting tired, three will make you immortal."
The more Russell spoke, the more rapid the man's breathing became, and his face became extremely red.
"But..."
"But what?" the man asked hurriedly.
"But I've been taking showers a lot lately, so it's hard to make."
"What?"
The man was confused. What does taking a bath have to do with a panacea
He understood the next moment, as he saw Russell put his hands into his collar, rubbed his armpits, and talked to himself.
"Wait a minute, let me rub one out."
The man's face turned green, and he waved his hands hastily, "Little Taoist Priest, I'm not weak anymore, I'm not weak anymore!"
As he spoke, he was so scared that he stepped back repeatedly, then turned around and ran, almost falling several times on the ground.
Looking at his miserable appearance, Russell couldn't help but laugh out loud, holding his stomach.
"How many is this today?"
Simu was walking towards them from a distance, holding a fried dough stick in his mouth, looking particularly leisurely.
"Much better."
Russell shook his head helplessly. He finally understood why those gods were so high and mighty and never paid attention to the requests of mortals.
The main reason is that there are too many of them, all kinds of weird and strange.
Just kneel down, light two incense sticks, and mutter a few words, and then you want to exchange it for a lifetime of wealth and freedom in the world. How can such a good thing be possible
"Hahaha, just understand and get used to it. Slowly you will understand why those powerful people like to keep a low profile."
Four eyes leaned on the railing and looked into the distance, "The power of the gods, the incense is poisonous, the gods can create it, and they can also destroy it easily!"
"It's better to be an immortal, without worries."
"At least I can relax for a while."
This is also the mentality of a normal person, always wanting to be worry-free, but after a long time, they will feel empty and their cultivation will progress very slowly.
When that time comes, one will choose to take up a clerical position, have something to do, accumulate merits, and improve his cultivation quickly.
There are many immortals and gods, but the positions of gods are very scarce, and there is only one position for each person!
Russell shook his head. What Simu said was too far away from him.
Even with Shenlan's help, his path to becoming a Heavenly Master was very smooth.
But it doesn't mean that you can become a public official in the underworld if you have the ability. You also need connections and a backer!
Russell thought about himself and couldn't help but sigh. He was truly mediocre.
Except he's a bit more handsome.
Except be smarter.
Except for being a little richer.
Except that my cultivation is now slightly higher than my peers.
Except that he has a little more treasure on him than others.
He is really mediocre and has no support at all.
"Why!"
Russell couldn't help feeling a little sad. Simu didn't know what Russell was thinking, otherwise, he would definitely let Russell see what it meant to be cared for by his uncle.
Just as the two were chatting, a steady sound of footsteps came from behind them. When they turned around, it was the young man Luo Xiang from last night.
He followed suit, half leaning on the railing, and then said something solemnly.
"Thanks!"
Russell shook his shoulders and said, "Why are you thanking me? I know nothing."
"I don't know either." Simu finished eating the dough sticks, licked his fingers nostalgically, and turned to look at Luo Xiang curiously, "Which sect are you from?"
"From the Northeast, there is no sect or school."
"From the Northeast?" Russell seemed to have remembered something and smiled. "Then we are really destined to meet!"
“Are you from Northeast China too?”
Luo Xiang's face lit up with joy. Could it be possible that he could meet a fellow Northeasterner in the south
Russell did not answer, but instead asked, "Which family are you from?"
"The Huang family."
Luo Xiang rubbed his hands excitedly, "Brother, which family are you from?"
"Hahaha!"
Russell couldn't hold back his laughter any longer, "I said I was destined to be with you. I have a very strong connection with the Huang family."
"What fate?"
"I killed quite a few of them. I counted them and there were more than a dozen of them!"
The five great immortals of Northeast China are Fox, Huang, Bai, Liu and Hui, and the Huang family is naturally the yellow-skinned ones.
Maoshan has the art of summoning gods, and the Northeast has the spirit mediums. Maoshan summons gods, and the spirit mediums summon the great immortal. The Huang family is Huang Daxian!
I don’t know if there is a Zhang Daxian
Russell feels that there is, it could be a chicken demon, or a horse demon, or a pig demon, they are a good match!
"ah???"
Luo Xiang was dumbfounded. I suspect you are provoking me.
He carefully considered the difference in combat power between the two sides...
You win!