Xinghe Haomiao, as a top-level mecha armor maker in his previous life, Lu Xingyao didn't know how many galaxies he had run through for materials.

Rao is so, seeing this kind of ancient town, she still feels that it is really good.

They had set out from their homes early, and it was only the morning when the sun had risen, and the sound of the oars beating on the waves of the water set the tone in the middle of the town, and then mingled with the cries of the hawkers, the voices of the people, and the chirping of the birds in the treetops, and the morning mist that had not yet dispersed, and the river in the center of the river cut a faint ink.

"Yaoyao, do you want Daddy to buy you a meat bun?"

This section of the river is very narrow.

The hawkers on both sides can also be handed directly to the boat by taking two quick steps.

The people on the boat in front of them were buying breakfast from the vendors on the shore, and although they had already eaten it when they went out, Daddy Lu, who doted on his daughter, still felt that others had to have his own daughter.

Lu Xingyao pinched the five coins of silver that he had sewn into his pocket and shook his head.

Lu Dalang carried his big medicine box on his back, of course there could be no medicine store in the town, he brought the concocted medicinal materials in the box to sell.

But he has been nesting in the hall for many years and does not bask in the sun much, he looks like a big man, but in fact he is a weak chicken, and he mostly does the medicinal herbs collected from the hands of the village residents, and the money he earns is a concoction money and a fee for running away to sell.

Thinking of the future expenditure on buying prescriptions, Lu Xingyao felt that it was better to be frugal.

"I said, brother, where are you coming from?" the boatman who rowed the boatman talked to Lu Dalangzhong.

"Xiaojing Village, just five or six miles east of the town. As soon as someone spoke to him, he opened up the conversation. "That's a good place, you know Mirror Lake, it's the lake that this river used to be, right at the foot of our village. “

"It's really good. "The boatman was a simple young man, who looked to be in his twenties because he was in a hurry, but in fact he was only nineteen years old this year, because his father was sick, so he had come to take over the rowing work.

"I thought you weren't local, I knew all the boatmen in this town. Lu Dalangzhong patted his medicine box, "I've been here a lot of times." Boatmen are an interesting profession, and you're always the first to know anything new in your town. “

The young man smiled shyly, and seemed embarrassed by the praise he had rarely heard.

"I'm not so well-informed, and I'll always talk about boating guests, and some of the news is just a rumor. If you really want to hear it, I can tell you about it. “

Lu Xingyao pricked up his ears.

In the small village, what I hear every day is the shortcomings of the parents, or it is a complaint about my father's lack of business. Suddenly, there was a story to tell, which in her opinion was tantamount to a high-class dessert in the middle of a civilian menu.

"Do you know the Zheng family, the rich man of this town?"

The sound of the oars being plucked again and again seems to have become the soundtrack for this gossip.

"I know, last time it was the second son of his family who bought the old ginseng from Jishitang, which was four thousand taels of silver. Father Lu pouted, shook his head and sighed.

Lu Xingyao was quite skeptical, he was not envious of other people's money, he just felt that if he had so much money, he would have bought all the prescriptions that seemed reliable, and then closed his head and retreated.

"Yes, it's his house, I don't know what trouble I got into a few days ago, every day in the middle of the night, there will be a sound of knocking on the door, open the door and see that there is no one, but the door is full of bloody fingerprints and nail scratches. Recently, notices have been posted all over the town, saying that they are looking for a high-ranking monk. “

"I don't know if I have the way, I heard that monks and Taoists have found a lot, but unfortunately there are still strange things every day. “

This boatman boy really has a talent for telling ghost stories.

The little girl watched with a black line as he propped up his body with an oar, one oar still moving the boat forward, but he himself made his body form an arc, and moved closer to him, and continued to gossip in a low voice.

"I heard that it was because the Zheng family had done something bad before they got rich, so they were approached by ghosts. “

"Where the hell is there in this world? Father Lu laughed loudly.

"You can ask for immortal refining medicine, and you don't allow other people's ghosts to take revenge......" Lu Xingyao complained quietly.

Daddy Lu touched his head a little embarrassed.

It is about to make the medicinal materials look a little easier to sell, after all, the medicinal materials brought by people who are not very clean will inevitably be suspected of not being properly handled, Lu Dalang shaved his beard rarely, and combed his hair neatly, plus such a medicine box is carried, it does look like a wandering Langzhong, or a little level.

However, as soon as this serious disguise is removed, as soon as his expression is revealed, people can see what kind of goods this is.

"You can't say that. The boatman waved his hand, obviously in response to Daddy Lu's words. "It is said that there is really a little bit of divine chatter, in addition to the blood mark, someone saw an unknown number of black shadows, and just passed in the direction of the Zheng family. ”

"If it's not a ghost or something, I don't really know what it is. ”

Lu Xingyao was noncommittal.

She didn't grow up in this era of worshiping gods and ghosts, although she would rather believe it than believe it or not, after all, only this kind of mentality of worshiping ghosts and gods will still have concerns in the private environment where God knows and I know, but it is impossible for her to guess that any non-scientific event is the work of ghosts.

But this kind of haunted legend is much more interesting than the fact that the widow of the east family has an affair with the west family today, and the little grandson of the south family kicks the little granddaughter of the north family into the river tomorrow.

"If you don't believe it, you can go to the old house of the Zheng family in the north of the town, it is said that yesterday there was a wandering monk who told fortunes on the street......

"Isn't fortune-telling the job of a Taoist priest?" Father Lu couldn't help but interject and ask.

"That is to say, it turns out that people really say everything in a good way, no, I was invited by the Zheng family, saying that I was going to perform the magic of super-ghosts today, and it should be in the afternoon if nothing else. That's all I know. ”

"Yaoyao, shall we go?" Father Lu's expression almost didn't write on his face that he wanted to see the excitement, and he didn't know why he was always so keen on dangerous things.

Lu Xingyao clenched her palms, and a scorching temperature between her fingers made her feel a little more confident. "Go. ”

"It's as if your role is the other way around. ”

The boatman is joking, but in the Lu family, it seems that they really get along in such a reverse mode.