However, the unhesitating back of Ling Chusi that Ji Xiaobai saw in his eyes was actually Ling Chusi, who was on the boat, was entangled with the ship's owner over whether she could get on the ship.

At this time, there were no simple passenger ships at the wharf, most of them were ships transporting goods, and there were still spare cabins to carry a few guests and earn a little money for carriage and horses.

After Ling Chusi asked clearly that the ship was going to Yangzhou, he wanted to get on the boat, but the owner of the ship saw that she was a six or seven-year-old child, and he only thought that the child had stolen the family's money and ran out to play in private, and refused to let him leave with the ship anyway.

Although this ship owner was very annoying, for the sake of his kindness, Ling Chusi did not do anything excessive, even though he was impatient. In desperation, Ling Chusi could only point at the shipowner's dumb hole, allowing him to open his teeth and claws in horror, but he couldn't say a word.

Ling Chusi, who had finally calmed down in his ears, said to the owner of the boat slowly: "I intend to go to Yangzhou on this trip, on this dock, only your family's ship is going north today, otherwise, I wouldn't be here to explain to you for so long." ”

The shipowner, who had just been tough, looked at Ling Chusi with a frightened expression, and nodded vigorously in a hurry.

Ling Chusi raised his hand, and immediately unlocked the owner's dumb hole, took out the silver and asked, "How much is the boat fare?" Which cabin is my cabin? ”

The shipowner's attitude immediately changed, shook his head again and again, and said cautiously: "No, don't want the boat fee...... Senior, I'll take you to the cabin myself. ”

Ling Chusi nodded, but still threw the broken silver in his hand to the shipowner, and wrote lightly: "Take it!" ”

Although she was inevitably a little surprised in her heart, this shipowner turned out to be the same as Ji Xiaobai, calling himself a senior again and again.

However, this doubt was quickly resolved.

Ling Chusi was staying in the most spacious and comfortably furnished cabin, and was about to make another plush giant beast fur cushion on the slightly thin bedding when he keenly heard the whispered conversation between the ship's owner and the sailor at the helm of the ship.

"Boss Gao, why did you put a little child in? She also took out the cabin that she usually prepared separately for your guests. Even though the sailor at the helm lowered his voice, he still asked with a big grin, and after a turn of his mind, he suddenly said: "Could it be that the child inside is the daughter of a noble family, and this time he borrowed our boat to go to Yangzhou privately?" ”

"Silence!" The shipowner, who was called the Boss Gao, was so frightened by his men that he almost reached out to cover the mouth of the sailor at the helm.

"Which noble family would let his daughter's daughter go out in private." Boss Gao's voice was trembling, although it was very low, but for Ling Chusi, who had profound internal strength and extremely keen hearing, it was still very clear.

"Didn't you hear them? Recently, it has been spread all over the road, and there is a sudden evil master in the Demon Gate, who is on par with the 'evil king' Shi Zhixuan of their Demon Gate, and the old witch usually looks like a six or seven-year-old girl when she goes out! After Boss Gao finished speaking, he was still a little frightened, and said in a trembling voice: "I didn't let her get on the boat just now, she directly clicked on my acupoint so that I couldn't say a word, where can we afford to provoke such a person?" Whatever she wants to do, we will do it, just hope that we can happily send this senior master from our ship to the shore and it will be fine, you know? ”

The sailor at the helm, who was also frightened, couldn't even say anything, and could only nod vigorously.

After listening to the corner of the wall for a long time, Ling Chusi rolled on the bed depressedly, and his expression changed from (⊙v⊙) to "=_=", and finally froze on the convex (艹艹艹).

She was in a very mixed mood at this moment.

――Why is it that the boss of a delivery ship is so adamant that he is an old witch and this completely unreasonable rumor!? Bastard, can this Jianghu still be good!

A few days later, Yangzhou Wharf.

The owner of the ship, Boss Gao, almost invited Ling Chusi, who had a "==" expression, off the boat with a respectful attitude of praying for God and worshipping Buddha.

At this time, the morning mist was misty, and the rising sun gradually dissipated. The wind by the river carried some moist coolness, the twilight was gentle, and the dew on the grass seemed more and more crystalline.

In the slightly cold morning breeze, Ling Chusi breathed a sigh of relief, only to feel that the green mountains were verdant and the breath was fresh, and the whole person suddenly felt refreshed.

The gates of Yangzhou City were also opened.

The merchants and peasants came and went in a hurry, Ling Chusi got off the boat and stood on your dock, and when he looked back, he saw that after the boats were anchored, they directly erected planks between the ships and the docks, and the hard laborers who were still in their hands just now had already begun to unload the goods from the ships to the docks, and there were even shop men directing the carriages and horses to transport the goods that had just been unloaded to the warehouses of various houses in the city.

Ling Chusi turned around and followed behind the people queuing up to enter the city, watching the local officers and soldiers guarding the city gate, and letting people pass through the city one by one without checking them.

Daoxiang Village is located in the south of Yangzhou City.

After Ling Chusi entered the city from the east gate near the wharf, he found that except for a wharf, the current Yangzhou was completely different from the street direction and house layout of Yangzhou City half a year later in his memory. Walking in a completely unfamiliar Yangzhou city, Ling Chusi found with a bewildered face that he, himself, was a little lost......

In desperation, Ling Chusi could only try his best to put aside all the streets and paths in Yangzhou City and re-remember the places he was walking through. Because of the delay of accidentally getting lost, Ling Chusi also decided to simply rest in the city for a day, and then go out of the city from the south gate early tomorrow morning to find the location of Daoxiang Village.

Ling Chusi, who had settled down, walked slowly along the street leading to the wharf in Yangzhou City, and after seeing a blunt stall exuding heat and aroma, she finally sat down, asked for a bowl of hot wonton, and asked the owner of the stall to add a piece of fragrant scallion pancake to her.

Taking advantage of the breakfast, Ling Chusi chatted directly with the owner of the Wonton Stall, and after eating a bowl of chaos, Ling Chusi could be regarded as having a brief impression of the general layout of the current Yangzhou City and the location of several markets.

After walking around the city of Yangzhou for a morning, and at lunchtime, Ling Chusi went around to the food stall at the south gate of Yangzhou that was full of all kinds of Yangzhou-style snacks that the owner of the would-be stall told her in the early morning.

The first food stall is a vegetable and meat steamed bun shop with an old signboard like "Lao Feng Steamed Bun Shop" but still crowded with customers.

Ling Chusi glanced up, curiosity rose, but because the number of customers here was really a bit large, he didn't want to be crowded with those people, so he first had to go to another shop at the south gate food stall that still had room left, and had some lunch casually, planning to wait until the middle of the afternoon when there were few people, and then go over to taste this most famous vegetable and meat bun.

As a result, when the afternoon was the sunniest, Ling Chusi was squinted slightly by the sun, and he was still standing on the side of the road, already unconsciously feeling a little sleepy.

Ling Chusi rubbed his eyes, turned around and planned to go directly to an inn on the main street through an alley, and rest for a while, but in this alley of the house, it was just in time for a scene of selling children.

A small girl who looked like she was only ten years old was crying, her eyes were red, and her voice was already hoarse and choked. She was dressed in a patched coarse cloth shirt, and her little hands were rough because of her years of work, and there were even some chilblains that had not healed in the spring.

The little girl's face was petite, revealing some dull colors after the scorching sun, because of the hard life since she was a child, her skin was quite rough, however, even so, the face full of tear stains still vaguely revealed a bit of beauty - Ling Chusi could see that if this little girl was well raised, she would definitely be a rare beauty embryo in the future.

But at this moment, the little girl was still kneeling in front of the house, grabbing the legs of a rough-faced, rickety-old man with her scarred hands, shaking her head constantly, tears falling down her face, her voice was so hoarse that she could barely make a sound, but she was still struggling hoarsely and crying: "Daddy, daddy, don't sell me, mother, please mother, I can work, I can ......"

Opposite the father and daughter was standing a middle-aged man with a somewhat strong physique, he hugged his arms together, looking at the little girl crying miserably, but he was not moved, but said idly: "Old Wei, you also have a stick of incense after pulling and pulling, right?" That's almost it, Zhenzhen has come to my Feng family, can I still wronged her with me? ”

The rough and rickety man's body trembled slightly when he heard this, and his eyes became more and more dry when he looked at the little girl, and in the face of the little girl's pleading eyes, he just shook his head silently, bent down, but broke the fingers of the little girl who was holding his legs one by one.

"Daddy, daddy—" The little girl looked miserable and almost desperate as she watched her fingers being torn off, her voice was obviously hoarse to intermittent, but it seemed more and more poignant to the ears of others.

Then, in the narrow and short courtyard of the house, a woman with a withered face and rude movements suddenly rushed out, she pulled the rickety and thin man, viciously ripped off the last few fingers of the little girl, and directly shouted and scolded at the throat: "What are you crying about!" Lose money! Broom star! Are we selling you? Let you go to Feng Dahu's house, and you won't have to do any more work in the future! How many times better to eat and dress better than here! You're still crying and mourning! ”

After the little girl's hand was thrown away, she wanted to grab it again, but the vulgar woman grabbed her arm, slapped her in the face, and then pushed the person to the rich man surnamed Feng, spit on it, and scolded: "My father and I are not dead yet, what are you crying about, what are you crying about, what are you crying at the door of your house!" Plain bad luck! ”

Seeing this situation, Ling Chusi couldn't help frowning.

Feng Dahu pulled the little girl, and saw that the woman had just slapped the little girl so that half of her face was swollen, and the corners of her mouth were even broken with some blood, so she couldn't help but sigh and complained: "Sister-in-law Wei, this is all my person, you are still beating so hard, what should I do if you accidentally break your appearance?" ”