Chapter Eighty-Seven: Waiting for the Net
The eyesight of the martial arts students is very good, Zhao Yun did not look at the Xiaba people who saw them off, he looked at the hill not far away.
There, there was an old man with a clear appearance, silently watching the fleet that was about to set sail, and the white hair on his head danced in the river breeze, and he still couldn't let go after all.
"That old man is strong!" Huang Zhong held back a sentence beside him.
"He is an old man who has no quarrel with the world," Zhao Yun let out a sigh: "Compared to his predecessors, Mr. Xia is very remarkable, he has come out of the narrow world.
Huang Zhong was depressed and abnormal, the donkey's head was not right for the horse's mouth, he didn't have any desire to chat, he simply turned his head and left, and saw Huang Xu biting his fingers beside Diao Zhen.
Cai Da, the heartless new daughter-in-law, saw the farewell scene of the Shaba people, and somehow, suddenly remembered the season when she left Gangneung, and couldn't help crying.
Kuai Yu on the side was also touched by the scene and sobbed in a low voice.
Zhao Man and Xu Shu also stopped fighting and hurriedly comforted their wives.
The young men of the Shaba tribe were elated, and they did not have the trouble of leaving home, dancing and singing on the deck.
Their family members were crying like tearful people, crying by the river.
Zhao Yun was indifferent to all this, just looked at the old man fixedly, he also had a boy with him, and the two of them were always quietly watching the fleet.
In his heart, Xia Jun's words echoed over and over again: "Zilong, if you want to step into the innate world, the predecessors have tried all kinds of methods, some are purely spiritual cultivation called literary cultivation, and some are specialized in martial arts. ”
"These methods are undoubtedly failures in the end, and the only conclusion I have come to when I reach this age should be that my spirit and spirit are refined at the same time, and I will now hand over the channeling technique handed down by my Xiaba clan to you!"
Of course, there is no love in the world for no reason, because Zhao Yun calmly told him that his own subordinates have practiced channeling.
With such a broad mind, the Lord of the Xiaba tribe is ashamed of himself, and of course he no longer cherishes himself.
However, whether it was Zhao Yun or Xia Jun, everyone had their own way to go on the path of cultivation.
It's very simple, the exercises that each person cultivates come from different inheritances, and some of them are faintly contradictory to each other.
If you've already cultivated one type of mental method and want to take care of other exercises, either they're compatible exercises themselves, or you'll have to scrap them and rebuild your foundation again.
When Zhao Yun got it, it was just for reference, and he thought that the Zhao family's exercises were among the best in the world.
Otherwise, in the original time and space, he relied on his family inheritance to fight all over the world, and he never failed.
The I Ching is a magical and great thing, Xia Jun thinks that the fleet should stay on Poison Dragon Island for a while, and the future seems to be a bloody disaster, so it can be avoided as much as possible.
But Zhao Yun was born until now, although he is not said to have experienced a hundred battles, he can now be regarded as an amphibious.
He didn't think there would be any danger in the river, he still knew water, he was soaking in the swimming pool in his previous life, and now he jumps into the river every day to adapt to it with other tribes.
Retreating, Xia Jun had long understood that Zhao Yun was a very assertive person, and he looked at the time of his trip again.
Not to mention, the wind and waves were calm along the way, and there were no small storms.
"You broke through?" In the evening breeze, Zhao Yun was standing on the deck, and Huang Zhong inadvertently walked over.
Suddenly, his heart sank, people are obviously there, and if they don't pay attention to it, they will ignore the past.
If you close your eyes, you can't feel like there's anyone there.
"How can it be so fast?" Zhao Yun shook his head slightly: "What about Xu'er?" ”
"At Zhen's place, the doesn't let the kids go out on deck to blow the wind." Huang Zhongda didn't have the appearance that Huang He's heart was immortal: "Just now I felt that you and everything here were completely integrated. ”
"It's just a little trick," Zhao Yun smiled: "What Mr. Xia Jun taught me, you can also do it." In fact, it's very simple, just stand there, empty your mind, and don't think about anything. ”
He came to his senses!
Before Zhao Yun could explain, Huang Zhong's eyes seemed to be closed, staring at the vast river, just like his state just now.
"Zilong, you come to judge!" Zhao Man came out of his cabin with a scream.
Seeing Huang Zhong like that, he instantly closed his mouth. Whether it was him or Xu Shu, in front of the cold-faced man Huang Zhong, he couldn't help but be half a point shorter.
At the beginning, the two of them were silent when they saw Huang Zhong, and Zhao Man didn't need to say it, anyway, his name was never found in history. But Xu Shu shouldn't, that's a cow.
Later, I was relieved when I thought about it, after all, Xu Yuanzhi today is not a person who is crawling around in society and even murdering people and absconding for fear of crime, he has less tempering.
"What's wrong?" Zhao Yun walked over and asked softly.
"Hehe, it's not a big deal." Zhao Man scratched his scalp embarrassedly: "Just now, that guy Yuanzhi said that I was very unbearable in the station of the Xiaba people, and I just had nothing to do and moved my mouth all day long. ”
Zhao Yun couldn't help laughing, but still comforted the clan brother: "Everyone has their own role, just like the boat we sit on, a single plank is inconspicuous, and countless planks constitute a boat." ”
"By the way," he patted the back of his head, "how did you teach the Shaba people who just joined?" ”
"Hey, if you don't say I'm not angry, many people even stumble over Chinese." Zhao Man's stomach was bitter: "It seems that I still thought too simple before, and I have to teach them to speak official first." ”
"Well, you're bothered." Zhao Yun smiled and nodded: "I think only you have this kind of patience, if I might not be able to stay with them for even a quarter of an hour." ”
Zhao Man was proud and left without mentioning it.
Peng Lize, which is the Poyang Lake of later generations, is more than five times larger, and all of them are located in Jiujiang County.
The surging river runs through the middle of the lake. In the event of heavy summer rains, the lake becomes the best place for the river to discharge floodwater.
Once the torrential rain continues and the lake level continues to rise, the surrounding counties of Chaisang and Xunyang will become a country.
People in the two counties love and hate Peng Lize, and they like it because the fishermen can fish in the lake every day to supplement their lives without meat. There is meat in Dunton, and it is a day that cannot be compared with the big households.
There are water bandits in the lake, and many of them are local fishermen.
In the past two days, the water villages have been activated, and the fish farmers have been encouraged to patrol together at the intersection of the river and Peng Lize.
No matter who it is, if you find a fleet flying the flag of the Jingzhou Great Family and pass it through unnoticed channels, you can immediately get a bounty of one hundred gold.
The biggest trouble is that most of the fish farmers are illiterate, and they have to send some literate bandits to follow.
Although the various water villages are against the government and the big family, and the rabbits do not eat the grass by the nest, they are still very kind to the fishermen and are more trustworthy.
If the fishermen were to be elected, they would rather believe in the bandits than in the government.
The result was good, and the fishmen rushed to the intersection of rivers and lakes to wait day and night.
The bandits felt that it didn't matter, the area was too wide, and no amount of ships could monitor the entire area.
As for the code, the fishermen are in contact with each other, usually a whistle or something, and it can be transmitted for miles on the water.
Zhao Yun's fleet also approached little by little in their expectations.