At this moment, when he heard the sound of a carriage passing by and the conversation with the other side of the car, Ji Yuan also woke up from that dream-like state.

The reason for this is that on the one hand, he feels that this cultivation is almost over, even if the cultivation state is consumed less, his body is a little hungry, and on the other hand, it is because Ji Yuan heard a familiar voice.

It was the servant Wei Tong, who was drunk and overboard on the boat, and the servant who scolded the boatman was him.

Ji Yuan and that boy are just one side, and naturally they don't have any idea of having to meet him, but Ji Yuan feels that he still has to meet this rich son.

Not for himself, but just thought of a big herring, that herring can save this son, he may not have saved others before, such a kind spirit, in the end, there should be some return, and this boy brother is also the kind of person who has the ability to make a certain return.

So before the carriage in front of him came, Ji Yuan stood up, shook the water droplets on his body, and jumped off the tree with a slight jump.

Although it was daytime, this was the place with the deepest fog, and the visibility was less than two zhang, so Ji Yuan thought about it and still felt that it was not appropriate to block the road directly, so he walked slowly against the side of the road.

It didn't take long for three carriages, which were also not fast, to catch up with Ji Yuan, and it looked as if they were catching up with and about to overtake a lone passerby.

The coachman and the servant Wei Tong, who had been looking outside, also subconsciously observed this plainly dressed lonely passerby, but they didn't think much about it.

However, the coachman has more experience in life, and he can vaguely see that the clothes of passers-by are a little wet.

Ji Yuan had already heard the breathing of everyone in the carriage, that is, when the first carriage was about to overtake him, he seemed to inadvertently turn his head to look at the carriage.

Zhongzheng's clear voice sounded.

"This boy in the car, do you still remember the Chunmu River falling into the water?"

Ji Yuan's voice didn't seem to be loud, but it reached everyone's ears, and the coachmen were puzzled and didn't react, but the people in the car were already shocked.

The servant Wei Tong looked at Ji Yuan and opened his mouth to ask.

"You're also a guest on the ship?"

The servant thought that Ji Yuan recognized him, so he knew that it must be his own son in the car, but he didn't think that Ji Yuan hadn't seen him clearly at all.

It's just that the angle of this question made Ji Yuan slightly stunned, but it seemed that there was nothing wrong with thinking about it, so he just shook his head and denied it.

"Hehe... Of course, I'm not a guest on a ship, but I just happened to meet at the right time......"

The boy in the car had already put down the book, but he didn't get up and poke his head out to look outside, he was a person who knew martial arts, and he was drunk and fell into the water and had to be rescued by others, which was a little embarrassing, although he didn't know water.

The son was silent, but the servant did not spare him, nor did he believe Ji Yuan's words.

"What? You see that our son-in-law fell into the water, are you very happy? You must have been snickering in some corner of the boat? Look at your poor sour appearance, I don't know how to get on the boat!"

To tell the truth, although Ji Yuan's dress is not rich, it is not poor, and the servant is naturally deliberately sarcastic in his angry words.

And the servant's idea was nothing, and now the people in the car also felt awkward.

"Okay Weitong, don't say it, let the coachman go faster!"

The boy in the car snorted coldly, and felt that he had expressed his dissatisfaction with it very well-mannered.

The coachman also hastened his pace and led the reins of the horse forward.

There was a constant noise, and the lady and maid in the middle of the car were whispering.

"Chunfang, did you hear that voice just now?"

"Well, I heard it too, it seems that something happened to a passerby, and Wei and that guy quarreled with someone again. ”

"Who's that man?"

"I don't know, it seems to say that I also saw Childe fall overboard on the boat that day......"

In the third carriage sat an old lady and two other family members, who also lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked ahead, but it was difficult to see clearly because of the fog, but their faces were also dissatisfied.

Seeing that the carriage sped up, Ji Yuan's brows furrowed, for the first time in his life, he was so disliked without saying anything.

His eyes widened as he looked at the servant, and after his gaze swept over the three carriages, Ji Yuan spoke again.

"Let's stop the car!"

This time the volume increased a few points, and the end of the words carried a certain tremor, which belonged to another combination of martial arts skills and mana, which was obviously not very loud, but it made the listener feel itchy in his ears.

It's just a little unexpected that before the people could react, a few old horses pulling carts on the three carriages stopped one after another, pulling several coachmen to stagger, but they couldn't drag the horses, as if these livestock didn't want to go.

The car stopped suddenly, and many people in the three carriages were shaken to the front, and Wei Tong, who poked his head out, stumbled out of the carriage and almost rolled down.

The boy in the car was also a little shocked, and immediately picked up a sword leaning against the car, and then jumped out of the car with vigorous movements.

Seeing that the young lady in the car behind also seemed to want to come down, she hurriedly stopped.

"You stay in the car, Chunfang, take care of Miss!"

After saying this, the young man, who was still dressed in white, looked at the coachman who was pulling the horse, and then looked at Ji Yuan, who was standing not far from the carriage, and always felt that this person was a little kind.

"Who is Your Excellency, what are you doing looking for Wei?"

The sound just now is strange, the car is parked even more evilly, and I don't know if it's because of the distance, the other party seems to have a vague feeling of melting into the fog.

Looking at the coachman's reluctance to go, whether it was the others or the man in white himself, there was a faint sense of horror in his heart at this time.

It was only at this moment that Ji Yuan stopped his slow pace, turned around and looked at the young man, who was still dressed in white, and the weather was similar to what he had seen in the early morning.

"Well, this son is still a skilled martial artist!"

After saying this, Ji Yuan first apologized to the coachman.

"Disturb for a moment, and then leave after the contemptible man has finished talking about things. ”

As soon as the voice fell, Ji Yuan's gaze turned around, and the conversation also changed.

"This boy was drunk and crashed into a boat, did he remember the underwater scene?"

"Underwater?"

Seeing that the boy frowned, and it was dark at the time, he should not have much impression, and Ji Yuan no longer dwelled on this issue, Zhongzheng's voice sounded again with a little soothing and a hint of emotion.

"That night on the Muchun River, the warbler in the boat drank and danced for fun, and the son fell into the river when he was drunk, and he should have drowned in the Chunmu River, it was a big herring that lifted you up to the river, and only waited for a few boatmen to save you, I don't know how much memory the son has?"

This would be because Ji Yuan was no longer cultivating, and the mist had already thinned out a lot, just because his appearance and words were so amazing that no one else present noticed the change in the mist.

Big herring saves people?

The boy looked horrified, because that night he could always dream of a touch of blue and white in the turbidity in front of his eyes, and the next morning he was a little confused, could it really be a herring fish?

Then the man in white suddenly thought of something in his mind, and looked at Ji Yuan and said:

"Your Excellency is the one who eats porridge on that boat?"

"Oh, maybe it is, maybe not, you can believe it or not, if you have the heart to repay the kindness, at the same time every year, you can send someone or personally to the section of the Chunmu River to pour a jar of rice wine, carve a small herring statue at home, and pray for it, which is considered to repay the life-saving grace. ”

Although there are some things that cannot be forced, Ji Yuan does not want his hard work to be easily wasted, and it does not hurt to have a small "manifestation".

Too lazy to wait for the others to react, Ji Yuan glanced at the servant, and then bowed his hand slightly to Brother Gongzi with a good feeling.

"When you see people, you should first look at your clothes, and when you see a servant, you can see your own clothes, so you can do it yourself!"

After saying this, Ji Yuan turned around and walked away, and the moisture on the damp clothes on his body was dispersed as he walked, as if he was surrounded by smoke, and in contrast to it, the surrounding fog was fading rapidly.

After a few breaths, before the fog completely dissipated, Ji Yuan had already stepped into the fog and lost his figure, but after only a few breaths, the fog completely dissipated, and there was no more Mr. Gray in front of him and in the distance.

"The fog has lifted, and what about the man, why is he gone?"

"Did you see, that's not a mortal!"

"This, this person, this person can't be an immortal, right?"

"I don't feel like a demon either...... Didn't we really see the gods!?"

The coachmen were startled and excited, and shouted there, and the more they talked, the more convinced they were of the immortals, especially the rather soothing mist that dissipated with them.

The white-clothed man holding the sword was stunned for a long time and couldn't speak.

In the carriage in the rear, the maid, the old lady and the family had all gotten out of the car, how could they stay in the car.

Looking at this clear world where the fog melted, the more the drivers talked, the more excited they became, and everyone had a feeling of extreme mystery, not to mention the man in white himself.

"Brother, brother~~!"

"Huh?"

The boy in white woke up like a dream and looked at his cousin.

"Oh, brother, why don't you chase after you! Don't you know martial arts!"

The man in white turned his head to look ahead, and then looked up at the clouds in the sky... My cousin said lightly, how to chase?

Legend has it that the immortals can soar through the clouds and mist, and as the mist dissipates, the other party is afraid that the clouds have flown away......