Zhou Fei returned to the rest cabin.
Ling Zhaoyan is waiting for him here.
Zhou Fei smiled and said, "Are you really not afraid of other people's gossip?"
Ling Zhaoyan looked at Zhou Fei: "What gossip?"
Zhou Fei shrugged: "When I didn't say it."
Ling Zhaoyan knew Zhou Fei's subtext, but she didn't say it, just passed a letter over.
"Someone just brought it by speedboat." Ling Zhaoyan said, adding one last sentence: "Zhou's family name."
Zhou Fei said, took the letter, looked at the cover, and threw it aside.
"Aren't you looking?" Ling Zhaoyan was a little curious.
Zhou Fei shook his head: "There is no need to read it. It's nothing more than polite remarks. Maybe there is some money in it."
Ling Zhaoyan felt that Zhou Fei was talking nonsense.
But she could not find a reason to refute, so she could only remain silent.
Seeing this, Zhou Fei smiled and said, "You really want to know the content of the letter."
Ling Zhaoyan thought for a while: "boring."
This boring does not mean that Zhou Fei’s question is boring, but the life on the boat is boring.
Zhou Fei said, "The ship next door is for the rest of the girls in the Green Pavilion. If you feel bored, you can go and play with them. There should be no barriers between girls playing."
Ling Zhaoyan's eyes widened: "You compare me to the woman in the brothel!"
Zhou Fei coughed again and again: "Then what, I absolutely didn't mean it, don't think about it. I just want to make you have fun. When it comes to having fun, the broody girl is the best..."
Seeing Ling Zhaoyan's face getting worse and worse, Zhou Fei quietly shut up.
The atmosphere in the cabin became a little embarrassing. In order to break this embarrassment, Zhou Fei picked up the letter he had thrown at him: "Look."
This method of changing the subject is clumsy, but Ling Zhaoyan is not really angry, just acting.
When there are steps, naturally follow them down.
"Oh, you see what I said, there are really silver tickets." Zhou Fei took out ten silver tickets and a piece of letter paper from the envelope. The amount of the silver tickets was very large, each of which was 100,000 yuan.
Ling Zhaoyan curled his lips: "Really willing."
Zhou Fei glanced at the envelope, then sneered, "It's all boring words."
Ling Zhaoyan also leaned over and took a look, and it was as boring as Zhou Fei said.
"I thought they
Will there be any mysterious mystery written in the envelope, or it will provoke you to rebel or something..." Ling Zhaoyan said with regret.
Zhou Fei's eyes widened: "?"
Ling Zhaoyan chuckled, "I'm going to find the girls in Cuiluge."
"Hey, didn't you just say that I humiliated you? Why are you looking for them again? You can't be too double standard." Zhou Fei shouted at Ling Zhaoyan's back.
Ling Zhaoyan was like a rabbit, and disappeared after a swish.
Zhou Fei shook his head dumbly and walked to the deck, leaning on the railing to admire the beautiful scenery on the river.
This voyage is not simply crossing the river, but going up the river. You can reach the outside of Xianyang City by driving on the river for about four days.
The water on the river is so fast that even the warships built by Datang are extremely bumpy, not to mention those fishermen’s boats, which may be swallowed by the waves of the river at any time.
But even so, many fishing boats can still be seen on the river.
Compared with an uncertain death, living in the present is the most important thing.
This river is rich in aquatic products, and there are several kinds of fish that are loved by the rich and powerful in Xianyang. If one of these kinds of fish can be caught, ten or so fish will be enough to feed ordinary people's family for half a year!
This kind of trade, even if they know that there are many crises ahead, ordinary fishermen cannot resist.
Watching these fishing gates desperately fishing against the strong winds and waves on the river, Zhou Fei felt that his realm was a little loose.
He hasn't experienced such a feeling for a long time.
In the past, the system automatically helped him upgrade, but since the system went into hibernation, the upgrade has become something that needs to be done actively.
The waste material currency hasn't grown for a long time, but the waste material point is still rising.
However, the waste material points were basically used by Zhou Fei to exchange for Wuliangye to satisfy the old drunkard Master.
Zhou Fei tried his best not to exchange other things in the mall. After all, he is now a person who is admired by the heavens. When he does not have enough strength to face the punishment of the heavens, it is better to keep dying.
Zhou Fei just didn't expect that watching fishermen fishing would turn out to be an opportunity for his breakthrough.
The next level will be.
God hides!
…
Zhou Fei met his own opportunity.
On an unnamed island, Prince Yong Yan is also waiting for his opportunity
.
Guanzhu used the Secret Record of Heaven to pull him back from the edge of death, and then agreed to let him board this island full of peerless masters. Yong Yan believed that this was his opportunity.
just…
Yong Yan spit out a mouthful of blood and forcibly took the dislocated arm back.
How long will his life as a servant last
Looking at the sloppy Taoist priest in front of him with no limbs, only his upper body and a head, Yong Yan's mind was a little desperate.
It’s been almost three months since I went to the island to deliver food. Such encounters happen almost every day. Dislocation of the arm is considered the lightest. At the worst in the past, Yong Yan broke off both legs and one arm. But even so, He also has to complete the task of delivering food, otherwise he will be completely expelled.
These people on the island are lunatics. There are only two things in their lives, eating and cursing the sky.
After Yong Yan came, they had one more thing, and that was torturing Yong Yan for fun.
Whenever they saw Yong Yan's tortured dying and vomiting blood, they would laugh wildly.
But these lunatics are very measured.
They would only make Yong Yan taste extreme pain, but they would not really kill him.
Occasionally, when these lunatics regained their sanity, they would also talk to Yong Yan and give him pointers.
However, such cases are still too few after all. Most of the time, Yong Yan was the one who was beaten.
Although Yong Yan was desperate, he never thought of giving up.
This life is hard-won, how can you give up hope so easily.
And Yong Yan believes that one day he will be recognized by these lunatics.
Taking 10,000 steps back, even if you don't get the approval of these people, it's good to get their skills.
And the madman with only his upper body and head in front of him was one of the few people in Yong Yan who knew his name.
He is called the mutilated Taoist.
This title is estimated to have been self-appointed after being injured.
His seniority is extremely high, and he looks like the master of the current priest of Lianzhen at the Garan Temple.
The damaged Taoist lay in a frame similar to a baby cradle, covered with thick white bear fur, and leaned against a soft cushion, so that he was sitting up.
When Yong Yan left, he had to level him down.
Basically, at this time, Yong Yan would be attacked.
The kind that can't be avoided.
(End of this chapter)