Lan Ke Qi Yuan

Chapter 124: Fishing Man

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A night passed and no one in the temple knew when they fell asleep. When the sun was high in the mountain, some people woke up and then woke up the others.

The door of the mountain temple was still closed, but the rain outside had stopped long ago.

Mo Tong stood up and looked around, but did not see Ji Yuan.

"Where is Mr. Ji? Is Mr. Ji gone?"

Someone opened the temple door and looked around, but there was no sign of Ji Yuan. They realized that the immortal figure must have left.

"Mo Tong, will the magic that Mr. Ji left behind last night be useful? What if we encounter evil spirits or monsters again..."

A woman asked worriedly, it was the first time she saw an evil spirit, the impact on her world view was secondary, the key was the feeling of powerlessness that arose in her.

But before Mo Tong could say anything, the little boy Mo Yu started shouting first.

"It must be useful. After Mr. Ji wrote two words on me with water yesterday, I am no longer nervous! It must be useful!"

Mo Tong also said comfortingly.

"It is impossible for us mortals to guess what immortals do. If all else fails, we will follow Mr. Ji's advice. Once the young master notices something is wrong, we will quickly hide in the City God Temple!"

"That's all I can do..."

The group packed up and put the three cushions back in place before leaving, then kowtowed solemnly to the statue of the mountain god. If there was sandalwood in the temple, they would have definitely burned a stick of incense.

Only after doing all this did he leave the mountain temple, close the temple door and leave.

In fact, Ji Yuan left directly because he left behind a decree to hide Mo Yu's spiritual charm and even change his aura, and also because Ji Yuan had observed Mo Yu's aura last night and saw that Mo Yu had passed this calamity.

As for the shocking incident of the soul leaving the body yesterday, the other party's cheap master must have also sensed the change in qi and would have come quickly.

In this world, the orthodox immortals are either pure-hearted or have few desires, or practice good deeds, or live in the Sun and Moon Mountains, or practice hard to attain enlightenment. Although their personalities are different, there are still a few insidious people who would plot against an ordinary child. The higher the realm, the more so. They can attain enlightenment without the help of knocking on the heart, but they cannot do the opposite.

Ji Yuan had no intention of meeting the other party face to face, nor did he want to be treated with excessive respect like an ancestor along the way, so he decided to go ahead.

Sure enough, about half an hour after the Mo family and their group came down from Banana Leaf Mountain, someone came flying from the sky, but the Mo family members could not see it from the ground.

The man was wearing a purple robe, which fluttered in the wind. He came here in the middle of the night just to follow the energy of the Qi. When he arrived, he could not sense the aura of his own disciple, and he was surprised.

He looked carefully at the ground and found a child who was obviously much shorter than the servants running and jumping on the road. He breathed a sigh of relief when he confirmed that it was his apprentice.

With a frown on his face, he calculated with his disciple's birth date and the energy of last night, and except for the hexagram of turning danger into safety, everything else was blank.

If you can't figure it out, you can only ask the person involved.

Riding the wind downwards, the wind on the ground gradually rose. The person riding the wind appeared as the strong wind blew past, and the others only then discovered that there was an extra person right in front of them.

"Who is it?" "Protect the young master!"

Mo Tong's people were on guard as if facing a great enemy, but Mo Yu was so excited that he shouted "Master!". Although they had only met once or twice, they were as close as if they were together day and night.

Mo Yu's reaction made the Mo family members feel relieved and they hurriedly saluted. They felt much more at ease after meeting a fairy twice in a row.

The man was wearing a small crown, jade hairpin, purple robe and long gown. He had a beautiful black beard about a foot long. He just nodded in response to the greetings from the other Mo family members, then walked up to Mo Yu and stretched out his hand, wanting to use his magic power to probe the child. However, he found that as soon as his hand touched Mo Yu, the obscure and hidden aura on his body disappeared.

"Yu'er, did you encounter any danger yesterday?"

Mo Yu still felt a little scared when asked this.

"Yesterday, four robbers came to arrest me. Even the servants couldn't defeat them. Then, while I was running away, I was very panicked and didn't want to be caught. I don't know why my soul escaped..."

Mo Yu talked a lot, roughly explaining how he survived the danger, and let his master stroke his beard and think.

"The Taoist friend you met is named Ji? What's the matter with this Banana Leaf Mountain God? Why did he take the initiative to look for your soul? Did he just happen to pass by?"

After hearing Mo Yu say that the mountain god looked more like a monster than a human, his master could basically judge that the other party was not very advanced. Otherwise, unless it was a complete and practical mountain and water deity, the mountain gods in the temples would definitely be close to humans. A small god like this wouldn't dare to mess up the water when passing by, right

Mo Yu's teacher only listened to Mo Yu's narration, so naturally he missed some of the processes. But when he heard the immortal's question, Mo Tong beside him hurriedly supplemented the answer.

"Reporting to the Immortal, we saw it clearly. It was the Immortal Ji who stepped on the ground last night and said, 'Please come and see the God of Jiaoye Mountain.'"

Student Mo imitated Ji Yuan's posture and tone and repeated it himself.

Just after he finished speaking, others noticed that this immortal was much more sage-like than Mr. Ji last night, and their expressions froze for a moment.

"Did you really see him summon the mountain god in this way?"

"Absolutely true!"

The immortal seemed a little dazed.

"It's actually a Kushin! Which Taoist master has played this game? The one with the surname Ji..."

"Master, Master, I asked Mr. Ji whether he or you are more capable. Mr. Ji said you are definitely more capable. I think so too. Mr. Ji can't even fly. He said that mountains and rivers can only be controlled by legs. He is definitely not as capable as you!"

His teacher's expression froze again, and he did not know whether to laugh or cry.

"Yu'er...you...there are mountains beyond mountains and heavens beyond heavens...that Mr. Ji was just being modest, some masters really like to walk slowly...forget it, you still don't understand...by the way, did that gentleman tell you his full name?"

"No, I asked, but Mr. Ji wouldn't tell me!"

Fortunately, Mo Tong and others did not see Ji Yuan use Ji's "immobilization technique" when he chased out, otherwise, who knows what this purple-robed immortal would think after telling him about it.

At this moment, Ji Yuan, who had already walked a long way away, did not see the purple-robed cultivator arriving, but the rain order with a special technique that he left behind had disappeared, and he knew that it was Master Mo Yu who had arrived.

But if Ji Yuan knew that Mo Yu's master said he didn't like flying, he would probably feel complicated.

. . .

Before I knew it, it was the winter solstice. On the bank of the Tongtian River somewhere west of Youzhou, a small boat with a black sail was parked on the water. On the boat, a man wearing a straw raincoat and a bamboo hat was fishing with a green bamboo pole he had made.

Since the beginning of winter, this person has been sitting on the bow of the boat fishing in this section of the river, sometimes on the other side of the river, sometimes on this side of the river.

This side of the river is Youzhou, and on the other side of the river is the bureaucratic power center of Dazhen, the Zhili Jingji Prefecture.

The fisherman was none other than Ji Yuan. The black-sailed boat was rented from the same old man for half a year, and everything including the hat, straw raincoat, oars, etc. were rented along with the boat.

About ten miles south of Ji Yuan’s boat is the Zhuangyuan Ferry, one of the most famous ferry crossings on the Tongtian River.

According to legend, it was just a small ferry in the past, but during the history of the founding of the Dazhen Kingdom, six candidates from the east of the border took the ferry to Gyeonggi Prefecture at that ferry, and later won the top spot in the imperial examination.

Ji Yuan did not want to delve into whether this legend was true or just a "get rich idea" thought up by the local villagers themselves, but it was undeniable that most of the candidates who came from the east to take the imperial examinations would stop by Zhuangyuandu to ask for good luck and pay homage to the Goddess of the River.

I guess Yin Zhaoxian will also go from here, so Ji Yuan plans to ferry his friend across the river himself.

It is impossible for the heterodox biography to be comprehensive, and generally only the "interesting" content is recorded, such as the failure of the old dragon in Chunmu River to transform into a dragon.

Although Tongtian River is a big river, it has always been peaceful and calm, so it was not even mentioned in the legends of outsiders. It was not until Ji Yuan arrived there that he learned that the god of the Tongtian River was a female.

Ji Yuan had been to the Jiang Temple a long time ago and had asked pilgrims and local villagers. He learned that the Jiang Goddess' real name was Ying Ruoli, and she must be related to Old Dragon Ying Hong.

Ji Yuan was not in a hurry to find Lao Long for a drink. He had been hanging around the riverside for so long, Lao Long must not be at home, otherwise he would have discovered him long ago. And going directly to the temple to communicate with the River God was even more impossible. What if Lao Long had not mentioned him, Ji, to his family? How embarrassing it would be.

It's quite interesting to just enjoy the pleasure of being a fisherman while waiting for my two good friends Yifan and Yilong to meet first.