Chapter Forty-Eight: Undercurrents
With the old man's shout, several villagers who carried the boat put the boat on the ground. Pulling off the pole and untying the rope, several people worked together to push the boat to the water's edge, and where the boat slid by, a smooth mark was left on the river beach. It seems that although the ship is not big, it is quite heavy.
"Let's go, go back to the village!" The old man of the village jumped on his feet, "To find out who made the paper man pretend to be a ghost in the village, you have to pick the skin of his kid!" ā
One by one, the villagers didn't even dare to come out. I said in my heart that this old man must have grown up eating gunpowder, and he was manic at every turn, and his temper was still so explosive.
Looking at the backs of a group of people in the distance, I shook my head, and inadvertently glanced at the upper left, and I suddenly saw a person standing at the door of Gao Dashang's house, because the fog was too big, I couldn't see it very clearly, and I could tell from the figure that it should be Gao Dashang, who seemed to be looking in our direction.
"Are you two going to go? Ah! "Gao Fushuai and the others are impatient.
"Huh?"
I amused myself at the thought of this man's name, and I walked over to look into the boat, and saw that the cracks in the bottom of the boat were filled with strips of rags. I subconsciously took out the knife I carried with me and stabbed it, and it felt quite strong.
"Don't worry, it can't be sunk!" Gao Fushuai said.
I got up and took a deep breath, "Let's go!" ā
The rich man took off his rag shoes and threw them into the cabin with a 'bang'. He pulled up his trousers and pushed the boat into the water for another two or three meters, and jumped into the cabin first. I jumped to the stern of the boat, and the bow of the boat jerked up, and Gao Fushuai screamed in fright, and almost fell into the water.
"My mother, did you get on the boat like this?!"
I smiled slightly, ignored him, and stretched out my hand to pull Miss Bai onto the boat. Gao Fushuai snorted, drooped his face, and picked up the oars. With his left and right paddling, the boat slowly moved forward. "Which way to draw?" Gao Fushuai asked.
"To the west, upstream."
Gao Fushuai looked back and forth, and didn't know what to mutter, so he turned the boat around and headed upstream.
Since there was no sun on a cloudy day, the fog on the river showed no signs of dissipating. At first, I could make out the outline of the embankment, but as the ship got farther and farther from shore, finally nothing could be seen, and there was a white fog in front and back, left and right.
The boat had a deep draft, and it was rickety as Gao Fushuai paddled the water. Miss Bai sat next to me and looked calm, I was not good at water, I was terrified, for fear that the wind and waves on the river would overturn the boat, and before getting on the boat, I only thought about who the person who made the paper figure was, and hurried to find Uncle Yang, and forgot to use Qimen to test the good luck.
Qimen Zhan travels by boat, see the Xiumen Palace, Xiumen is a waterway, that is, a waterway, if the Xiumen Palace is Qimenjige, it means that the waterway is gentle. If the Humen falls into the palace and takes the Qimen fierce character, it means that it will encounter wind and waves, the two most fierce grids are the white tiger rampant (Xin Jia Yi), and the Vermilion Bird throwing into the river (Ding Jia Gui), the white tiger is rampant on behalf of the boat will encounter a big storm, and the Vermilion Bird throwing into the river represents the boat drowning.
In addition to the good fortune and evil of the ship, Qimen can also predict the good and evil of the shipowner. In ancient times, some black-hearted boat owners would rob the merchants who were on the boat, strangle the merchants to death, tie them to a big stone and throw them into the river to sink their corpses. Qimen occupies the good and evil of the shipowner, and looks at the situation in the three palaces of Zhen, because the three palaces of Zhen are the main palace of the injured door, and the injured door is the ship. If the star of the heavenly disk on duty in the third house of the earthquake is an auspicious star (Tianfu, Tianxin, and the three stars of the heavenly bird are auspicious, Tianchong, and the two stars of Tianren are Zhongji), it means that the owner of the ship is a good person, and if the star on duty in the third house of the earthquake is the evil star (Tianrui, Tianzhu, Tianpeng, Tianying), then the ship must not be taken...
At this moment, Miss Bai and I have already boarded the boat, and we have walked so far, there is no point in using Qimen to measure the good fortune and evil. However, looking at the waterway in front of you, and the weather today, it doesn't look like it's going to be stormy. As for the good and evil of the shipowner, there is no need to predict, and now it is no more than in ancient times, and there will be no such thing as robbing and sinking corpses.
"Ah Leng, can you find Uncle Yang upstream like this?" Miss Bai asked.
"Let's try it, didn't I take Uncle Yang captive and go southwest to the southwest?"
"Hmm." Miss Bai nodded.
"If Uncle Yang..."I paused, "If Uncle Yang is already drowned at this moment, and his resentment is very heavy under the water, not only will Qimen Bu not be able to detect that he is dead, but the undercurrent under the water will not be able to wash away his body, then, his body should still be upstream..."
"It's sinking under the water, you can't see it, so how can you find it?" Miss Bai asked.
I smiled wryly and shook my head, "I don't know now, let's walk upstream first." ā
Miss Bai's eyes were red, and she nodded sullenly.
"Don't be sad, Uncle Yang loves to eat so much, there are so many fish under the water, maybe his old man is quite happy underwater..."
"Oops!" Miss Bai patted me and said hurriedly, "Why are you always going under the water, can't you hope for something good?" Maybe Uncle Yang won't be fine at all? ā
"That's the best." I smiled wryly.
"What are you two doing, it's fun to flirt and scold, I'm tired, I'll take a break and then row."
We looked back, and the rich and handsome man was sitting there shirtless, snoring and panting, while wiping the sweat that kept running down his head. I've already rowed more than a mile of waterway, and it's really hard for one person and one oar, so I didn't say anything.
The boat floated on the water on its own, and in a short time it was horizontal. The mist was thick and quiet, and there was no sound of water or the river flowing.
This kind of tranquility inexplicably made me feel uneasy, so I had nothing to say to chat with the rich and handsome.
"Rich handsome guy, you lost your armor and ran away last night, did the village chief and old man ask for guilt today?"
"No, didn't you catch all that haunted thing, and what are you guilty of?"
"Well, has your daughter-in-law reconciled with your mother?"
"No," Gao Fushuai said with a sad face.
After chatting like this for a while, Gao Fushuai put on his clothes, stood up and said, okay, rest enough, let's go, hey? It's over, and I can't tell the direction anymore.
"Don't be afraid, there's a compass in Ah Leng's bag." Miss Bai nudged me gently, "Ah Leng, use the compass in your bag to measure your bearing... Ah Leng? ā
Miss Bai saw that I was lying on the side of the boat and couldn't move, so she immediately became nervous and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter, did you sense Uncle Yang?" ā
I straightened up, shook my head, and pointed to the water, "The boat is moving on its own." ā
"Hey, I'm cĒo, really!" Gao Fushuai leaned on the side of the boat and looked at it, and shouted.
"It's not strange." Miss Bai teased her head and said, "Didn't the Henan fisherman couple we met last time say that there is an undercurrent under this water, and it should be pushed by the undercurrent." ā
"If the normal undercurrent pushes, the boat should go downstream, that is to say, to the east." I looked around at the fog, "But at this moment... I felt like the boat was heading south. ā
As a Qimen magician, my sense of orientation is much stronger than that of ordinary people, although the fog in front of me is big, but it is not the kind of ghost fog that Miss Bai and I encountered in the mountain stream of Gushui Village, so it will not make me lose my sense of direction. I took the compass out of my bag and measured it, and sure enough, the boat was heading south!
The three of them looked at each other, if the boat was pushed by the undercurrent, but how could there be an undercurrent to the south? If the boat isn't being pushed by the undercurrent, that's, hell...
"Don't panic." I said in a deep voice, "Sit down, don't move, just let the boat go on its own and see where it goes." ā
At first, the boat walked very slowly, and you had to lie on the side of the boat to see that the water was receding, but later, the boat began to move faster. I remained calm and sat motionless in the cabin like a wooden carving, but I was actually very nervous. Miss Bai was also nervous, and as the boat went faster and faster, the hand that grabbed my arm tightened tighter and tighter. Gao Fushuai squatted across from us, holding the oars firmly, and the flesh on his face kept trembling.
Suddenly, the ship shook, as if it had been grabbed by a large hand, and the ship stopped.
I lay on the side of the boat and looked into the water with wide eyes, but the river was too muddy to see anything.
"There's got to be something weird down here," I muttered.
After waiting for a while, seeing that there was no movement, we became emboldened. I said in my heart, could it be that Uncle Yang turned into a ghost and sank under here, sensing that we were coming to him, so he lured our ship over?
"Rich and handsome guy, are you good at water?" I asked.
"I dare to go down to the river during the flood season of the Yellow River, do you say that the water is good?" Gao Fu Shuai said awkwardly.
I gave a thumbs up and pointed to the water, "Then please go down and see what's in the water down here." ā
"I'm a mother!" Gao Fushuai then understood the purpose of me asking him if the water was good, "I won't go!" ā
"You're so good at water, why don't you go down?"
"I bragged just now, you take it seriously, besides, what if there are water ghosts below?"
I shook my head and smiled.
"I'll go down!" Miss Bai gritted her teeth and said.
"You?"
"Hmm." Miss Bai took out a rubber band and tied her head, "I'm also very water-based." ā
"Then you have to be careful." I said with concern.
"Don't worry." Miss Bai smiled slightly.
As she spoke, Miss Bai slowly took off her coat and handed it to me. Stand up and take a deep breath and jump into the water with a 'plop'...
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