Qin Ke didn't care too much, so he jumped suddenly, and the whole person turned over and landed on the boat, and his body shook the whole boat so much that he almost fell into the river.

"Hurry up, hurry up!" Qin Ke said urgently.

But the boatman was stupid, not moving, looking at the shore, and at his own boat, thinking that the water is not rising now, and this shore is at least a foot high from the boat, how can this young man not think of jumping down directly? Not afraid of breaking his leg?

He didn't regard Qin Ke as a cultivator, after all, this was Jianye City, a rich place in Jingwu, Qin Ke was dressed in coarse linen clothes, and his local atmosphere looked like a young man from a small place.

And those cultivators usually either take care of their homes and homes, and some of the stronger ones even take the initiative to invite them as guests, so they shouldn't be so embarrassed.

Qin Ke panicked for fear that someone would chase after him, so he reached out and took out a tael of silver from his purse and stuffed it into the palms of the boatman: "Does Lin Tangjie know?"

The boatman was stunned and said slowly: "I know, it's ......"

Qin Ke snatched his hat and put it on his head. The hat was large enough to hide his face, and by the way, he stopped the boatman from continuing to speak, and said, "Go to Lintang Street, and the silver will be yours." After a pause, he added, "Be as fast as you can." ”

The boatman finally reacted, he blinked and looked at the one or two pieces of silver in his palm, and inexplicably rejoiced, Lintang Street is not far from here, where is it worth these two silvers?

Suddenly, he looked at Qin Ke's eyes that changed a lot. After all, Jianye City is the capital of Jingwu, even if a brick falls from the sky, it is very likely to hit a nobleman, and it is not surprising that there are even more sons and brothers of those scholars who are idle every day.

Grinning, the boatman showed his yellowed rotten teeth, and shouted in Jingwu dialect with a country accent: "Okay! This son, you sit down and make sure you are sent to the place!"

But the penny went down for the first time, Qin Ke frowned, and saw the slope protection and railings on both sides slowly passing by, probably because this dark road had gone out of the old street, and there were more pedestrians on the road, and even the shouting of the bun shop could be heard.

But where did Qin Ke get the mood to enjoy the scenery of Jianye City at this moment? He looked up nervously and looked at the secret passage that the boatman had not yet noticed, and he was still calm. It's just that his heart is beating wildly, and he always feels that a bloody figure will suddenly burst out there.

Thinking of this, he couldn't bear to stand up, snatched the boatman's penny, and said, "You sit, I'll come!"

"Huh?" The boatman was dumbfounded, sitting on the boat in a daze, watching Qin Ke rowing with a penny a little clumsily, but he couldn't make the boat grow much at all, he frowned and thought to himself, where have you boys used such a thing? Even if it is given to you, where can it be fast?

But soon. His eyes changed.

Qin Ke really didn't survive the penny, but it wasn't because he was a pampered son, it was purely because Daoxiang Village was not a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, even if he wanted to play a boat, the stinky fish pond that the villagers used to raise fish was by no means a comfortable place.

However, when he became familiar with the feeling of the penny holding the boat, his hands and feet gradually became lighter, and the qi and blood condensed by years of cultivation were transmitted from his pounding heart to all parts of his body at this moment, giving him strength far beyond that of the boatman.

With just one support, the boat slid forward several feet on the water as if it had been pushed by a huge force. When he held on a few more times, the boat was like riding a stormy wave, and it was like sailing wildly on the water.

"Right...... No, no, no...... No...... ......The boatman trembled and stretched out his hand, wondering if his eyes were in the wrong place, trembling, pointing in the direction with his crooked fingers, and stammering, "Slow...... Slow down...... Will crash into other ships......"

Qin Ke didn't pay attention to it at all, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he saw someone lying on the bow of the boat in front of him, feeling the leisurely water town, while closing his eyes and drowsy.

Qin Ke estimated the distance, and as soon as he raised his hand, the penny broke through the water, like a big gun hitting the bottom of the river!

A force was transmitted back down the penny, and the whole ship swayed, and the stern of the ship rose violently into the air, and a moment later it slammed down on the water, almost in a millimeter, and brushed the small boat swiftly past.

A large splash of water slapped on the face of the man lying on the boat.

"Who's going to die!" The people on the boat suddenly struggled to get up in fright and cursed, but Qin Ke had already turned a corner, leaving only the surging water to prove that someone had just used a small boat as a galloping horse.

By the time the boat finally arrived at a mooring near Lintang Street in such a wild state, the boatman had almost fainted. He had never seen such a crazy and desperate boat in his life, where was this boating, this was obviously rushing to his life! Now he was completely sure that Qin Ke was a cultivator, otherwise where would the strength actually stab the long, heavy penny at the surface of the water like a spear?

Several times, he thought that his boat would have to capsize, and he would have to fall into the water and drown, but Qin Ke, who was partial to life, would always suddenly come out again at this critical juncture, adjust the boat from the critical point again, and finally did not brew an accident.

But this swaying was so great that even the boatman who had held the boat for so many years couldn't stand it a little, his stomach churned, and he vomited as soon as he got ashore.

Qin Ke walked ashore and finally breathed a sigh of relief, the distance between Antai Street and Lintang Street is not far, but if it is close, there is also a lot of distance. In this case, even if the cultivator who killed the Ninth Master chases him out, he shouldn't be able to catch his traces, right? Although he did go a little too far along the way, once he scared a woman who was sitting on the bow of the boat with an umbrella and looked forward to her life, but I think that the boatman who jumped into the water is not bad at water, and it is not a problem to save people.

Qin Ke went all the way up the steps, and the surroundings of Lintang Street were even more deserted than Antai Street. Many of the shops here look like they've long since closed, with signs staggering against their doors, heavy spider silk sticking to them, and you can tell at a glance how long no one has been taking care of them.

However, Qin Ke walked away, but met a blind old man, sitting lonely on a small bench, quietly pulling the erhu, although the erhu voice whimpered, but in the hands of the blind old man, there was a lonely atmosphere, sometimes high, as if to penetrate the sky.

Qin Ke relaxed, and he could listen to it, and when the song was over, he couldn't help but applaud. But after looking left and right, where is there anyone else in this dilapidated old street besides him?

After thinking about it, Qin Ke walked up and said, "This old man." If you want to ask for some money, you have to go out of this street and go to a lively place. ”

The blind old man slowly raised his head and glanced at Qin Ke with that empty eye.

Qin Ke looked at him from the black cloth covering his eyes, but somehow he felt a little chill in his heart.

And the blind old man lowered his head, and his voice was light: "The sound of the piano asks for a person who is destined, since you can hear it, it is fate, why do you care about the things outside the body of the money?"

"Money is always good, otherwise I would have bought a few more minced buns this morning. Qin Ke shook his head, looked at the blind old man's equally old linen clothes, and said, "Uncle, what about your family?

The blind old man didn't answer anymore, and pulled up the erhu again, still just mastering the song, or just singing in the lonely high voice, but the indifferent attitude was to express his intention to send off the guest clearly.

Qin Ke shook his head, didn't continue to entangle with him, looked up a few times, and saw the old but still hanging oil shop with the signboard, so he no longer entangled with the blind old man. The bamboo slip he was carrying in his arms had already taken a little body temperature because of his surging qi and blood, but this body temperature reminded him that Jiu Ye's body was gradually getting cold.

Although it was only the first time he had met the Ninth Master, he still felt that he should fulfill his last wish well. What's more, he Zhuge Wanling asked him to find the Ninth Master after he went to Jianye City, and now that the Ninth Master is dead, he must also find this oil shop in order to re-establish contact with Zhuge Wanling.

Just standing in front of the door, he twitched his nose a few times and noticed that something was not quite right.