The sky is clear, the clouds are not stained, the distant mountains contain daisies, and the wind warms.

The two of them walked on the road down the mountain.

"I ..... Haven't you done anything strange before? ”

Monk Changqing asked uneasily.

Li Ping'an thought of the destroyed stool and pursed his lips.

“..... Not.. Nothing strange. ”

Changqing carefully lifted his pants, how could he suddenly feel himself.

..... It hurts so much down there~

The proprietress was lying on the second floor of the inn, her heavy chest pressed against the platform.

Looking at the direction in which the two of them left, he smiled.

"It's getting more and more interesting."

..........

Canghai is a vast sea area connecting Yunzhou and Zhongzhou.

There are more than 100 large and small rivers along the river.

It was first recorded in the "Yunzhou Foreign Object Chronicle".

Shayu County.

"Guest, your rolling fish noodles are here, and your somen noodles are ready, master."

Rolling fish noodles are actually loach noodles.

Paired with eggs, eggs make the loach's flesh more tender.

The loaches should be marinated raw, not cut into sections.

In this way, it can maintain its original flavor, fresh but not fishy, soft but not rotten.

Li Ping'an tasted the taste, and it tasted really good.

Tender, spicy, and fragrant, it suited his taste, and he couldn't help but eat it.

"It's not easy to get here, it feels like a dream." Li Ping'an said with a smile.

"yes."

The evergreen monk also smiled.

Li Ping'an said lightly: "Although the road is far away, it is coming, and although it is difficult to do, it will be done." ”

Monk Changqing was eating noodles, and suddenly raised his head, his face strange.

Then he said solemnly again: "Master Li, it's a great pity that you don't enter the Buddha Gate!" ”

"You've said this eight hundred times along the way."

"If you can let Master Li enter the Buddha's door, let alone 800 times, even if you are willing to go to 8,000 poor monks."

Along the way, Li Ping'an can always say something that makes Changqing Daidai empowered.

Sometimes, he would say a sentence inexplicably.

But in fact, every word he said, Changqing felt very profound when he pondered it carefully.

"I still have a lot of desires, and I can't be a monk."

"Alas~"

Changqing sighed.

"Bang bang!!"

At this moment, the sound of crackling firecrackers rang out outside.

Li Ping'an curiously asked Xiao Er what day it was.

Xiao Er told them that today is the Sea Festival!

As the saying goes, relying on the mountain to eat the mountain depends on the water to draft the water.

Most people in Shayu County live on the water, fishing and catching fish.

Over time, there was the Sea Festival.

At this time of the year, incense is burned, firecrackers and fireworks are set off, and prostrations are made to the sea.

Use carp to worship the sea dragon king, taking the meaning of 'carp jumping over the dragon gate'.

Changqing, Li Ping'an and Lao Niu finished eating, and then came to the dock.

Looking at the ships, there are big and small, black and pressing.

First of all, the gods should be sacrificed on the ship, and the dredging should be burned.

It is commonly known as "line paperwork", in order to be safe and sound when going out to sea to fish.

The light smoke of the morning mist still shrouded the surface of the river and did not disperse.

Many ships lined up in long lines, like a string of albatrosses

In the end, only little by little black shadows were moving into the distance.

Li Ping'an's ears echoed with the sound of waves lapping against the waves, and the sound of the sea breeze blowing.

He took off his shoes and socks and slowly walked into the sea, and the water sank and floated.

"It's beautiful!"

Li Ping'an sighed.

Monk Changqing said: "It is a blessing in life to be here. ”

..........

The sea is not the end.

When you get to Canghai, this journey may not even be half of it.

It's hard to find a boat to cross the sea.

After all, there will be no fisherman who has nothing to do and sail across a continent.

Of course, ordinary fishing boats can't do that.

Li Ping'an and Changqing searched for several days, but they couldn't find a boat that could take them to Yunzhou.

Half a month has passed, and Changqing is a little anxious.

Li Ping'an is still the same as before, practicing, walking, and looking for boats.

It seems that there is no rush at all.

Actually, he's really not in a hurry.

This thing is like looking for a Great Dao rune, paying attention to a fate.

If there is no fate, then it can only be grinded little by little with time.

Li Ping'an came back with the old cow for a walk.

Holding his hands and humming a song.

"Little sister, I'll sit on the bow of the boat, brother, you walk on the shore~"

Walk in the door.

The evergreen monk sat on the bed, sitting cross-legged, thoughtful.

"What's wrong? Got something on your mind? Li Ping'an asked casually.

"The poor monk feels that his heart is much worse than that of the benefactor!"

"Why?"

"Take the trivial matter of finding a boat as an example, the little monk has always wanted to find a boat to cross the sea faster these days, and his mood is inevitably a little irritable.

But on the other hand, the donor is indifferent, no self, no anger, no joy and no worries.

Looking at the leopard in the tube, the poor monk still hasn't practiced to his home. ”

On this day, Li Ping'an came to the newspaper shop selling tabloids as usual.

Although the tabloid information is sometimes unreliable, it can be used as a reference.

And compared to the official newspaper.

The small offer is cheap, and there are not so many official words.

It's a lot of fun.

The tabloid stall owner looked at the blind man strangely.

The tabloid comes out every five days, and it is convenient to come every five days.

Blind people buy newspapers, and that's not the strangest place.

What's even stranger is that this guy buys a newspaper and drinks a free big bowl of tea on the side, and doesn't read the newspaper.

Instead, he handed the newspaper to the cow behind him.

The cow spread the newspaper on the stool and mooed.

The blind man nodded from time to time, as if he really understood something.

The stall owner thinks this guy is a fool.

No, the blind man is here again.

The stall owner gave him today's newspaper, handing over the newspaper with one hand and paying the money with the other.

The stall owner glanced at his eyes and said kindly, "Brother, why don't I read it to you." ”

Li Ping'an smiled faintly, "Thank you, but you don't need to." ”

The stall owner shook his head and sighed, "Poor people~"

Lao Niu was still reading the newspaper to Li Ping'an as usual.

Li Ping'an drank a large pot of tea.

"Huh? Someone looking for a partner to go to Yunzhou? ”

"Moo!"

"I also left contact information."

"Moo!"

"What's it called? Where the family lives, we go to find him. ”

"Moo!"

One man and one cow quickly left.

The stall owner froze in place, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly.

I grass!

This cow really knows how to read.

(Let's rest more, Valentine's Day is coming, hurry up and prepare your gifts~)

(I bought a watch and spent more than 2,000 on me, and sure enough, the most money-saving love in the world is a secret love)