When the boat sailed near Ezhou Prefecture, Guo Yunfei and Monk Sankong bid farewell.
The itinerary of returning to Xiangyang Mansion to report on work had to be changed because of a new task that was suddenly received.
The treasure hidden by the Fengyun League is also of great importance. The Yingzhou warriors who were originally following disappeared without a trace after Jiang Jiyue's failure. Fortunately, Jin Yiwei's latest spy system was working well. Tracks of this person were rediscovered.
Xing Yan from the Great Chrysalis Sect taught the two of them face-to-face tips, and left a code to contact the disciples of the Great Chin Sect. With the secret support of the largest Baidao gang in the lower reaches of the river, the investigation mission this time will undoubtedly be much easier.
Last night, it was windy and rainy, and the waves were turbulent. Fortunately, the big boat at Dajimen was heavy enough, so there was not much turbulence just now. If it was Ye Qingxuan's boat going to Qimi Island, it would have been lost in the turbulence .
Dajimen is located in Yangzhou, where sea transportation and water transportation meet, and has always been a gathering area for businesses from all walks of life.
Of course, Dajimen will not let go of these lucrative businesses. One of them is various transportation trades. The most profitable is to transport private salt from coastal counties and counties to the inland via the river to make huge profits.
The big boat that Ye Qingxuan and the others were riding at this time was usually used for selling sea salt.
Now Xinli in the Southern Dynasty is using the transport ships of Dajimen and Longjianghui to sell goods, including sea salt, through the big river to Shuzhou and Liangzhou. In just a few years, it has accumulated a lot of wealth for the court. .
Ye Qingxuan was sitting in the cabin at this moment, lying on his back leisurely on a bench, with some wine and vegetables on the small table beside him, but he was looking at the token of the "Martial Arts Conference" in his hand in a trance.
Of the three gold medals I have handled, this is the only one left now.
The martial arts conference is about to be held, but he has no target person to increase, which makes him scratch his head. Could it be that this token will not be given out in the end, and it will be wasted in his own hands
If you haven't found a suitable candidate when you arrive at Wolong Island, it's better to sell it and worry about it.
Thinking of this, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but smile.
If he really dared to sell this token, he would be beaten up by Master and the others...
Just as he was wandering away, the shouts of the disciples of the Dajimen who were punting the boat suddenly came from the bow of the boat, and the whole boat came back to life in an instant. .
Listening carefully, Ye Qingxuan heard the conversation of the crew members, and it seemed that he found a floating corpse on the river.
Now that the rivers and lakes are in turmoil, it is not a big deal to see one or two corpses in the river, but when the experienced boatman saw the "floating corpse" on his back, holding a piece of driftwood, he insisted on having it salvaged come up.
The bow of the boat gave instructions while explaining: "Those lying on the surface of the water will undoubtedly die, but those who can see their faces have a chance of being alive. If they are grabbing something, no matter whether they are dead or alive, they must be rescued... This is the rule of life on the water. , this rule has been around for thousands of years, maybe it will save my life at some point."
After a group of Euphorbia Sect disciples fished out the person in the water, there was a burst of cheers in a short while.
"This man is indeed alive!"
"The calf was cut off, and he passed out due to excessive bleeding..."
"Tsk tsk tsk, the breath is so weak, I'm afraid I can't save him!"
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The chattering voice finally caught Ye Qingxuan's attention.
Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda.
Ye Qingxuan got up slowly, and walked from the cabin at the stern to the bow.
Seeing Ye Qingxuan coming here, the chaotic disciples of the Great Jimen hurriedly made a way out of the way, and everyone looked at this young hero with admiration.
The rise of Ye Qingxuan has become a role model admired and respected by all young people in the world.
Ye Qingxuan nodded with a smile, and walked to the rescued person.
The bow of the boat quickly moved away and asked Ye Qingxuan to save him.
When Ye Qingxuan saw the face of the person he rescued, a gleam of light flashed across his calm eyes.
It's him!
Ye Qingxuan was shocked in his heart, he never thought that the person who fell into the water by luck and was rescued today was Ruan Shitao, the "West Lake Immortal" who had a relationship with him once.
Thinking of the golden and jade words of this kind old man back then, still in my ears, I didn't expect that the second meeting would be like this.
Ye Qingxuan hastily injected a trace of life-related qi into the opponent's meridians, slowly awakening the vitality in his body.
At the same time, several large acupuncture points were connected to seal the opponent's broken leg and two fatal stab wounds under his ribs...
Um
After his eyes glanced over the two knife wounds on Ruan Shitao's body, he frowned, and immediately recognized that only the "Supreme Heavenly Knife" could bring such a sharp and smooth incision.
"At the bow, arrange a cabin for Yan Nvxia and Xing Nvxia to come and talk."
The bow of the boat hurriedly led away, and several Dajimen disciples hurriedly carried Ruan Shitao into the cabin.
Bang!
While lifting Ruan Shitao, something fell from his arms. Ye Qingxuan's eyes lit up, and it turned out to be another convening token for the "Martial Arts Conference".
Ye Qingxuan picked it up and looked at the special serial number on the back, and immediately knew that this was one of the tokens sent by his side. Ruan Shitao had a wife, children and children at home, and he was unwilling to participate in the martial arts dispute last time. Today he specially cheered for his own side. It was irritating that such misfortune should be brought upon him.
In a spacious room in the second cabin of the big ship, Ye Qingxuan personally bandaged Ruan Shitao to stop the bleeding. At the same time, he melted a "Sheng Sheng Hua Pill" in wine and poured it down for him.
In an instant, Ruan Shitao's intermittent breathing became steady.
At this time, Yan Fengfei and Xing Yan's two daughters came hand in hand, entered the room to have a look, and exclaimed at the same time: "Ruan Shitao?"
"Brother Ruan..."
Yan Fengfei frowned, looked at Ye Qingxuan and said, "Ruan Shitao's kung fu is not weak, who can hurt him?"
"War East." Ye Qingxuan sighed and replied slowly.
"How is Brother Ruan's injury?" Xing Yan asked.
As a few people who live on the river, it is not surprising that they have some friendship in private.
Hearing Xing Yan's question, Ye Qingxuan replied slowly: "I gave him a life-saving elixir, and he can wake up after a short sleep. It's just that he has a broken leg and is disabled!"
Yan Fengfei sullenly said: "Since Sansheng Island is also the convener of the martial arts conference, can it be impossible to control Zhan Donglai? Or did they do it intentionally, deliberately consuming our strength?"
Xing Yan lamented: "Based on Brother Ruan's one-sided words, I'm afraid this is a dead-end lawsuit..."
Ye Qingxuan showed Ruan Shitao's token, and said coldly: "The token is not lost, Zhan Donglai can't admit it, and even said that we intentionally harmed... But I won't let this matter go. Please contact me, Ask where the people of Sansheng Island are, I will come to ask for advice in person! If they can't give me an explanation, I will let the people of Sansheng Island die for no reason!"