Chapter 120: The Ferry

The spring rain lasted for several days, and the white water vapor spread through the dense forest.

The old donkey happily flicked its bald tail, stuck out its tongue to roll up the tender grass on the ground, grabbed the toad with its two ears, and beat it with a webbing when controlling its balance.

"Tell you not to learn from the old man, but still learn!"

In the bookshelf, Nie Honglian hummed a joyful song, occasionally swished, stretched out his arm, picked the wildflowers on the side of the road, and the yin wind blew gently, the petals fell off, floated to the back, and landed on the dirty scholar's robe.

Lu Liangsheng held the petals in his hand with his fingertips, smiled, followed behind with a vague footstep, swayed behind, took the gourd on his waist, unscrewed the wooden stopper, and poured a mouthful.

Only bits and pieces of coolness melt on the tongue.

"Uh, there's no alcohol...... It seems that one gourd is not enough. ”

Muttering to himself, Lu Liangsheng shook the wine stain twice more in his mouth, and there was really no drop.

From an outsider's point of view, Lu Liang is a drunkard scholar in his life, and he is even a little delirious, but the toad and female ghost on the old donkey over there know that the scholar is more sober than anyone else, and he just wants to keep drinking to numb himself.

Qu'er stopped, and Honglian floated into the rain curtain and looked at Lu Liangsheng who was stumbling away.

"Childe, hurry up. ”

"Well, come on. ”

Hearing the response, Nie Honglian looked at the toad on the donkey's head with some concern.

"Master Toad, will the son be so depressed in the future?"

Compared to Hong Lian's worries, the Toad Daoist didn't care about the apprentice's current state

"It's okay, you don't understand men, depression is only temporary, and this state is an excellent tempering for people in cultivation, once you see through enlightenment, hum, it's different, the old man also came here like this back then, quack. ”

At a certain moment, he remembered the woman buried in a certain mountain.

...... After resuming cultivation, it's time to take a look, after so many years, I don't know if it's still there.

After thinking for a moment, the toad tied a wild vegetable to a rope, carried it with a wooden branch, led the old donkey forward, turned around and urged loudly with the toad's eyes.

He shook his head.

Alas, the old man is really heartbroken.

A ghost and a toad don't know, Lu Liangsheng was drunk all the way, but he never stopped cultivating, and he didn't know if the cultivation of the Qiankun Righteous Path had changed a little after the thunderstorm, and it had faintly reached a bottleneck.

On the way, I looked through the "Atlas of Mountains and Seas" and gradually cultivated it, and I also had some insights from the paintings and words, which made him a little indescribable, but he didn't look through other books.

"Could it be...... Only this book is a book of mountains and seas?"

Shaking off the chaotic thoughts, Lu Liangsheng's staggering steps were extremely steady, and he could walk on the ground even on the rugged road, and heard Hong Lian's voice, "Hurry up." ”

"It's coming!"

The scholar replied, with a wave of his cuffs, his muddy steps a little, his figure ran forward, and the moment he jumped up, he sat sideways on the back of the donkey.

The donkey's limbs couldn't bear it, and he trembled, and the toad on the top of his head was quick, hugged the donkey's ears, and turned his head to stare at it.

"Scoundrel, quack. ”

Uh-ha-ha~~

As if he could understand, the old donkey stuck out his tongue and neighed and nodded.

Subsequently, the frog webbed down.

"Learn from the old man again!"

Red Mercy hid in the painting and chuckled, and the laughter of silver bells echoed through the mountains where the name of the place could not be called, and the mist was filled, and the voices of people, the crowing of donkeys, the chuckling of female ghosts, and the angry roars of toads, passed by lively.

When I walked out of this mountain, it was already afternoon, the rain had not stopped, and the sound of the river was already flowing in the distance.

Extending along this road, you can vaguely see pedestrians and business travelers coming and going on the official road, there should be a wharf for crossing the river, it is too terrifying, Lu Liangsheng withdrew the spell to avoid the rain, but unfortunately there is no oil paper umbrella in the bookshelf, and the previous one is still on the Zhou Mansion.

"I'm so used to avoiding water that I forget that there is such a thing as a paper umbrella. ”

Holding the old donkey in the rain like this, the river is full of water vapor, a white expanse, this kind of rainy day is not suitable for ferries, several passenger boats got off the ropes, tied to the wooden stakes of the ferry bridge.

When Lu Liangsheng passed, there were seven people talking about something around a boatman.

"It's really urgent, boatman, let's make it convenient. ”“...... I also have an emergency, I haven't returned for three years, and my mother-in-law gave birth to a big fat boy for me. ”

"That's it, boatman, you see everyone is in a hurry. ”

Among the seven people, there are four scholars dressed up and carrying bookshelves, you look at me, I look at you.

"Don't you rush to the road, okay now?" "Do you blame me? The last time I met the fox spirit at night, you didn't provoke it, and the result was that the three of us failed the exam." ”

"Yes, but I think the boatman has a point, the river is vapoury, and it is too dangerous to sail. ”

“...... The danger is not to meet a monster, what are you afraid of?!"

............

In the chattering voice, Lu Liangsheng looked at the backs of these four people, and always felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen them, so he went straight to the old man and arched his hand.

"Boatman, I'm going to ferry too. ”

The three people who spoke first before shouted one after another: "Old boatman, look, isn't there another deal coming to the door?" ”

The gray-haired old man looked at the eight people in front of him, especially the scholar who came with the donkey at the end, wet all over, as if he had walked a long way.

"This ...... Ladies and gentlemen, it is really not fit to sail on this rainy day. ”

The old man looked at everyone hesitantly, and as he spoke, the young man on the deck of the sailboat behind him, who looked like his son, shouted:

"Dad, when the water vapor dissipates and the guests go to other ships, how can we still have business, I am still waiting to marry a daughter-in-law." ”

Alas.

The boatman turned around, sighed, waved his son to lower the wooden ladder, and looked at the eight people.

"Guys, let's get on board. ”

After saying the fare, the seven people walked up the wooden ladder one after another.

"Hey, let my son talk before we set sail. "Don't be too careful, boss, it's good to make money." ”

Lu Liangsheng followed behind, took out the agreed price from his sleeve, and the eight people shared it evenly for only forty or fifty yuan, but they paid two dollars, and the old donkey behind him also accounted for one.

On the boat, there was basically no speech, the four scholars got together and whispered, and it was only academic things to listen to, while the other three did not know each other, and after getting on the boat, they found different places to stay.

After a while, the rain gradually subsided, and the old shipman came out of the cabin with a large bowl, and when he passed by the people, he smelled the smell of wine.

Lu Liangsheng naturally smelled it, leaned on the side of the hatch, opened his eyes slightly, and saw the ship's public standing to the bow of the ship, his hands kneading in the bowl, and the glutinous rice grains could be seen in the wine.

Among the seven people, someone asked curiously, "Boatman, what are you going to do here?"

"Sacrificial water. ”

The boatman turned around and asked the young man on the boat to untie the rope, and said with a smile while kneading the glutinous rice and mixing it with rice wine:

"You guest officers don't know, in this river, there is a lot of knowledge, and if you venture out of the boat, you have to make offerings to the gods and spirits who govern the river. ”

A scholar sat on the bookshelf, pressed his legs and smiled:

"What about ghosts and gods? ”

The companion next to him leaned over and whispered, "Last time the fox spirit ......"

"Get out!"

At the bow of the boat, the boatman threw the whole bowl into the water, and when he heard the sound of 'bang' in the mist in the distance, he turned around with a smile.

"You scholars, it's natural not to believe it, but I've been running on this river all my life, and I've seen everything I should have seen, and I saw everything I shouldn't have seen. ”

A few people who were waiting for the boat to sail were probably interested, and some people urged.

"What's not to see about this river?"

“...... Hehe. ”

The boatman laughed and replied, "There are many, but there is one thing that I can't forget in my life...... When I was 20 years old, I once went fishing with my father......

...... A big fish, bigger than the one we were sitting on, rushed out of the water at once, and the waves swept me and my father into the water together, thinking that they were going to be eaten by monsters, but the big fish didn't pay attention to it at all, and kept fighting with someone in the fog. ”

Lu Liangsheng closed his eyes, but he was actually listening, this kind of strange and wild news sometimes turned into stories, and it still sounded interesting.

The toad lying on the donkey's head opened his eyes and snorted coldly.

"Defeated. ”

Over there, the old boatman's words continued.

“...... It turned out that there was a master who injured the fish demon and rescued me and my father again......"

The toad closed its eyes and turned to the side.

"Two of his men were defeated. ”

At this time, the shipman stood at the bow of the ship and shouted, "Let's start the boat!"

With a rod in his hand and a push into the water, the sailboat rowed across the water to push away the ripples and enter towards the diffuse mist.