Lan Ke Qi Yuan

Chapter 89: Smoke and fog guest

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At this moment, when he heard the sound of a carriage passing by and the conversation on the other side of the carriage, Ji Yuan also woke up from that dream-like state.

The reason was, on the one hand, that he felt that this training session was almost over. Even though the training state consumed less energy, his body felt a little hungry. On the other hand, it was because Ji Yuan heard a familiar voice.

It was the servant Wei Tong. He was the one who made the sound of the servant cursing the boatman when a drunk young man fell into the water on the boat.

Ji Yuan had only met that young man once, so he naturally had no intention of meeting him, but Ji Yuan felt that he still had to meet this rich young man.

It was not for himself, but he just thought of a big blue carp. The blue carp was able to save this young man, and it might have saved other people before. Such a kind-hearted monster should be rewarded, and this young man is the kind of person who is capable of making some rewards.

So before the carriage in front came over, Ji Yuan stood up, shook off the water droplets on his body, and jumped down from the tree with a light leap.

Although it was daytime, this was where the fog was the deepest, with visibility less than two meters. After thinking about it, Ji Yuan felt that it was not appropriate to block the road directly, so he walked slowly along the side of the road.

After a while, three carriages with the same slow speed caught up with Ji Yuan. It looked like they were catching up with and about to overtake a lone passerby.

The carriage driver and the servant Wei Tong, who had been peeking outside, also subconsciously observed this lonely passerby in simple clothes, but they did not think too much about it.

The coachman, however, had more life experience and could vaguely see that the clothes of passers-by were a little wet.

Ji Yuan had already heard the breathing of everyone in the carriage. Just when the first carriage was about to overtake him, he turned his head and looked at the carriage as if inadvertently.

A clear and upright voice sounded.

"Does this gentleman in the car still remember the incident of Chunmujiang falling into the water?"

Ji Yuan's voice seemed not loud, but it reached everyone's ears. The coachmen were puzzled and did not react, but the people in the carriages were already shocked.

The servant Wei Tong looked at Ji Yuan and asked.

"Are you also a guest on the ship?"

The servant thought that Ji Yuan recognized him, so he knew that the person in the car must be his young master, but he never thought that Ji Yuan had never seen him clearly at all.

It was just the angle of the question that made Ji Yuan stunned for a moment, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that there was nothing wrong with it, so he just shook his head to deny it.

"Haha... I'm not a guest on a ship, I just happened to meet you..."

At this time, the young man in the car had put down the book, but he did not stand up and stick his head out to look outside. It was a bit embarrassing for him, a man who knew martial arts, to get drunk and fall into the water and need others to rescue him, even though he could not swim.

The young master didn't say anything, but the servant didn't let him off and didn't believe Ji Yuan's words.

"Why? Are you happy to see our young master fall into the water? You must have been laughing in some corner of the ship at that time. You look so poor, and I don't know how you got on the ship!"

To be honest, although Ji Yuan's dress was not luxurious, he was not poor either. The servant was naturally making sarcastic remarks in anger.

Following the servant's line of thought, which was originally nothing, now the people in the car also felt uncomfortable.

"Okay, Wei Tong, stop talking and tell the driver to go faster!"

The young man in the car snorted coldly, feeling that he had expressed his dissatisfaction in a very polite manner.

The coachman also quickened his pace and walked forward, pulling the reins.

There was constant noise over there, and the ladies and maids in the middle car were whispering.

"Chunfang, did you hear that voice just now?"

"Yeah, I heard it too. It seems like something happened to a passerby. Wei Tong got into an argument with someone again."

"Who is that person?"

"I don't know. It seems that they saw the young master fall into the water on the ship that day..."

The third carriage contained an old maid and two servants. They also opened the curtain to look ahead, but due to the fog, it was difficult to see clearly from a distance. However, they also looked dissatisfied.

Seeing the carriage speed up, Ji Yuan frowned. He had indeed thought that people would dislike him if he mentioned this matter, but it would be too real to not allow the person to explain and just scold him and leave.

He opened his eyes wider and looked at the servant, then scanned the three carriages before Ji Yuan spoke again.

"Let's stop the car!"

This time the volume was a bit higher, and the ending of the words had a certain tremor, which was another combination of martial arts skills and magic power. It was obviously not very loud, but it made the listeners feel itchy in their ears.

However, what was slightly beyond Ji Yuan's expectations was that before anyone could react, the old horses pulling the three carriages stopped one after another, causing the coachmen to stagger, but they could not move the horses, as if these animals did not want to move at all.

The carriage stopped suddenly, and many people in the three carriages were shaken to the front. Wei Tong, who was leaning his head forward, staggered and fell out of the carriage with a cry of "Ouch" and almost rolled off.

The young man in the car was also a little startled. He immediately picked up a sword leaning against the side of the car, and then jumped out of the car nimbly.

Seeing that the young lady and maid in the car behind seemed to want to get off, she quickly spoke up to stop them.

"You stay in the car, Chunfang, and take good care of the young lady!"

After saying this, the young man, who was still dressed in white, looked at the coachman who was pulling the horse, and then stared at Ji Yuan who was standing not far from the carriage. He always felt that this man looked familiar.

"Who are you? What do you want from me?"

The sound just now was strange, and the way the car was parked was even more weird. I don’t know if it was because of the distance, but the other party seemed to be vaguely melting into the fog.

Seeing that the coachman and the horses were unwilling to move, both the others and the young man in white himself felt a slight sense of horror as if they had encountered a monster or evil spirit.

It was not until this moment that Ji Yuan stopped his slow pace, turned around and looked at the young man carefully. He was still dressed in white, and his appearance was almost the same as when he saw him in the morning.

"Well, this young man is actually a very skilled warrior!"

After saying this, Ji Yuan bowed to the driver to express his apology.

"Excuse me for a moment. I will leave after I finish my business."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Yuan turned his gaze back and changed the subject.

"This gentleman was drunk and fell off the boat. Do you remember what happened underwater?"

"Underwater?"

Seeing the young man's frown, and it was dark at that time, he probably had no impression of the man. Ji Yuan did not dwell on this issue any more. Zhongzheng's voice sounded again, slightly soothing and with a hint of emotion.

"That night on the Chunmu River, the boats were filled with singing and drinking. When you were drunk, you fell into the river and should have drowned. It was a big blue fish that lifted you to the surface of the river, and then a few boatmen came to rescue you. I wonder if you have any memories?"

Because Ji Yuan had stopped practicing, the fog had become much thinner. However, because his appearance and words were so shocking, no one else present noticed the change in the fog.

Big blue carp saves people

The young man had a look of horror on his face, because that night he had dreamed of a bluish-white streak passing through the muddy water in front of his eyes, and he was still a little confused until the next morning. Could it really be a green carp

Then the young man in white suddenly thought of something in his mind, looked at Ji Yuan and said:

"Are you the one eating porridge on that boat?"

"Haha, maybe, maybe not. Sir, you can believe it or not. If you want to repay the favor, you can send someone or go to the Chunmu River at the same time every year to pour a jar of rice wine, carve a small black fish statue at home, and pray for it when you have time, as a way to repay the life-saving grace."

Although some things cannot be forced, Ji Yuan does not want his hard work to go to waste, so a small "manifestation of divine power" would be fine.

Not wanting to wait for other people's reactions, Ji Yuan glanced at the servant, then bowed slightly to the young master with a lack of favor.

"When you meet someone, look at their clothes first. When you meet a servant, you meet his master. So be careful!"

After saying this, Ji Yuan turned around and walked away. The moisture on his wet clothes was dissipated as he walked, making him look as mysterious as if he was surrounded by mist. In contrast, the surrounding fog was quickly fading away.

After a few breaths, when the fog had not completely dissipated, Ji Yuan had stepped into the fog and disappeared. But after just a few more breaths, the fog completely dissipated, and the gentleman in gray was no longer in front of him or in the distance.

"Has the fog cleared? Where's that person? Why is he gone?"

"Did you see that? That's not a mortal!"

"This, this person, this person can't be a god, right?"

"I don't think it's evil either... Could it be that we really saw a god?!"

The coachmen were shocked and excited, and kept shouting. The more they spoke, the more certain they were that they had seen an immortal. This was especially true when the refreshing mist dissipated as the immortal disappeared.

The young man in white holding the sword was stunned and speechless for a long time.

In the carriage at the back, the maids, the old lady, and the servants had already gotten off. How could they stay in the carriage in this situation

Looking at the clear world as the fog melted away and listening to the drivers getting more and more excited, everyone had an extremely mysterious feeling, not to mention the young man in white himself.

“Brother, brother~~!”

"ah?"

The young man in white looked at his cousin as if he had just woken up from a dream.

"Hey! Brother, why don't you chase after me? Don't you know martial arts?"

The young man in white turned his head to look ahead, then looked up at the dark clouds in the sky...My cousin said it lightly, "Chase? How to chase?"

According to legend, immortals can ride on clouds and mist. As the mist dissipated, the other party must have flown away...