Laoshan Taoist

Chapter 231: Wang Liulang

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Dusk, Wujiang Gorge.

The sunset and the solitary bird fly together, and the autumn waters are the same color as the sky.

Wujiang Gorge is one of the Three Gorges along the river and belongs to the Jiangling area.

The water here is gentle, sparkling, and the scenery is stunning.

The sunset glow fell, reflecting the red surface of the water, a row of white cranes swept overhead, and there were three or two apes chirping from the mountains in the distance, even more sad.

In the middle of the gorge, a sailboat pulled away from the water and was driving slowly.

Standing on the deck, Wang Yan looked ahead, admiring the view of the heaven and the earth. The magic of nature was truly intoxicating.

The affairs of Laoshan have been fully arranged. After the elder brother took over as the head, under his leadership, Laoshan is thriving.

Before that, he had passed on all the Taoist traditions that his master had taught him to his elder brother. After all, as the head of the sect, he had to inherit it. As for how much he could comprehend, it all depended on his personal fortune.

After two months, seeing Laoshan stable and developing steadily, Wang Yan also bid farewell to all the brothers and sisters, and continued to travel around the world alone.

Cultivation Cultivation requires both practice and practice.

From the land of Qilu to the south, arrive at the Yongning Canal in Peizhou, take a boat and take the waterway, go straight into the Guanjiang River, the largest river in the Central Plains, and sail all the way to Bashu.

Today, more than half a month has passed.

The scenery along the way is beautiful, and the human geography is long and prosperous, which makes people fascinated. Wang Yan has no specific destination and can go anywhere.

Famous mountains and rivers, big rivers and so on, are all his goals.

The sailboat has now passed the Hulukou, and not far ahead is the middle of the Wujiang Gorge, which is also the most turbulent place in the entire Wujiang Gorge.

There is a saying in the ancient poem: A thousand miles of Jiangling will return in one day! Specifically referring to the water potential here.

It was getting late, and it was not safe to sail at night, so the sailboat docked at Gangneung Pier, ready to rest for the night and travel again tomorrow.

Many merchants and tourists disembarked one after another and went into the city to find accommodation. Some of the less well-off people naturally stayed on the boat.

Wang Yan already knows the sailing time tomorrow, so he is not worried. Since he is in the ancient city of Jiangling, why not go in and play

Anyway, his itinerary can be changed at any time, and he has no worries.

The ancient city of Jiangling has a long history and simple folk customs. The moat leads directly to the Wujiang Gorge. Since the founding of the Dayu Dynasty, the economy has been very prosperous.

Entering from the wharf, it goes directly to the west city gate. Outside the city gate is the outer city. Most of them are just some private houses, including some small businesses done by hawkers.

Inside the city gate is the inner city. The flow of people is larger than the outer city, and it is more lively. The security is also not to be said. The guards of the city are checking the way of pedestrians. After checking Wang Yan's road, they will put He is in town.

The sky has not yet completely darkened, and the sun has set in the west, leaving the last ray of afterglow on the earth, which is about four o'clock in the afternoon.

In the city, although there are hawkers and merchants packing up their things and preparing to close, the restaurants and shops on both sides are still open and lively.

There were people coming and going on the street, the traffic was busy, and it was noisy.

Naturally, it was impossible for Wang Yan to go back to the boat for the night. It would be too much trouble to get in and out of the city gate. It would be better to find an inn in the city and settle down for the time being.

Before he knew it, Wang Yan had already left the city gate. The street he stepped into at this time was called Wufufang. There were casinos, brothels, restaurants, etc. There were many shops, and there were people in front of the door far away. soliciting.

"Hongfu Inn!"

When I came to the door of a fairly large inn, I looked up and saw a plaque with four characters written across the door.

"Yo! This Daoist, are you playing a sharpshooter or staying in a shop?"

A man greeted him with a smile on his face, and between the openings, there was a very skilled official tone, and he asked Wang Yan respectfully.

In this part of the world, there are dialects in different parts of the world, all of which are different. Once ordinary people do not understand the language, it is difficult to communicate. In order to solve this situation, Mandarin has become an indispensable common language.

This language has existed since ancient times, and it is still in use today.

Generally, as long as you have attended a private school and read a few years of books, you will learn Mandarin, so that no matter where you go, you will basically not have a series of emergencies due to language barriers.

"Are there any vacancies?"

Wang Yan was not cautious, and responded directly.

"There is, there is! Up and down the room, let the Taoist choose."

The guy was polite and even invited Wang Yan in.

Wang Yan asked for a relatively quiet room, and after paying the rent, the little 2 led Wang Yan into the backyard, from the backyard to the wing.

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"Rokuro, I'm here to deliver fish again!"

When I entered the hospital, I was walking along the road, but I saw a young man pushing a scooter and entering from the back door. There was a water tank on the scooter, and there were fish in the tank.

Seeing this, a guy running the hall could not help but greet him.

"Yeah! There was a bumper harvest last night, and it was all fresh carp!"

The young man grinned and squeezed into the courtyard.

"Hehehe! Then you can transport the fish to the kitchen!"

The guy reminded him, no longer hesitated, and then returned to the lobby.

Wang Yan's eyes and ears are so sharp, and his own senses are even more extraordinary. As soon as the young strong man entered the yard, Wang Yan immediately felt it.

At this moment, he couldn't help but stop and stand, and turned his eyes to look directly at the man.

Since going down the mountain, he has traveled for more than two months, and he has not seen any strange and evil things.

The young strong man was full of ghosts all over his body.

It is strange to say that ordinary people are attacked by such a strong ghost, and they will be sick and sick even if they don't die, but this man has nothing to do.

Perhaps it is precisely because he is strong and strong that he will not be affected too much, but let the ghosts linger and don't resolve it. If things go on like this, no matter how strong his body is, he will collapse, and then he will be unable to regret it. .

"Master Dao, your room is in the front!"

When Xiao Er saw that Wang Yan suddenly stopped, he couldn't help feeling doubtful.

"Yeah! I also ask the younger brother to lead the way."

Wang Yan came back to his senses and responded.

"Second brother, are you familiar with the one who delivered the fish just now?"

Wang Yan paused and couldn't help asking him.

"The one who delivered the fish? Oh... The Taoist said it was Wang Liulang!"

When Xiao Er heard the words, he was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted.

"Wang Liulang?"

There was some doubt in Wang Yan's tone.

"Wang Liulang is a fisherman by the Wujiang Gorge. He makes a living by fishing. He often sends fish to inns and restaurants in exchange for money!"

"But having said that, recently, the fish he has sent has been increasing, but it was rare before! By the way, what is the purpose of asking this?"

After Xiao Er's brief introduction, he seemed to have thought of something, so he couldn't help asking Wang Yan.