The straight-line distance from the mountain city to Jinling is about 1,500 kilometers, Lu Xihua has no satellite positioning at the moment, can not distinguish the direction, so he has to follow the Yangtze River, go down the river, go straight to Jinling, the river is turbulent, Lu Xihua can not gallop on it for a long time with the strength of his feet, he can only exchange and run in the river and the cliff wall by the river, and his body is like a black shadow shuttling between the rivers and mountains.

The sky is not clear, a ten-ton boat full of goods up the river, several slender men with their hands to clasp the mountain rocks, difficult little by little forward squirming, just hoping to tie the rope on the cliff as soon as possible, they can rest and rest, and then work together to pull the cargo ship away from the center of the river. Heavy rain fell in the middle of the night, the rain rushed and the water was turbulent, and the river rose sharply, forming several whirlpools near the hull of the ship, gradually pulling the cargo ships that were originally docked at the river bank away from the river bank and moving towards the center of the river. The boatmen had no choice but to get up and jump into the water to pull the fiber, hoping to rely on manpower to pull the boat out of the gravitational pull of the whirlpool.

It's December, the river wind is biting, the slender men are still stabbing their whole bodies, bending their skinny bodies to move on the cliff, the nearest pillar is twenty meters in front, and it is almost there.

A young man, about fourteen or fifteen years old, sweating profusely, followed his father's footprints step by step, and could not speak when he pulled the fiber. The young man clenched his tooth sockets, sweat dripping on the stones below, he had a fire in his heart, and he only hoped to make money quickly to treat his mother at home and take medicine.

The young man has only been a slender man for three months, and he could not have done it, but since the beginning of spring this year, the domestic situation has been chaotic, the government has been defeated in the face of the Japanese invaders on the frontal battlefield, and more and more ordinary people, officials, and rich people have left home to go to the southwest, and the slender man on the Yangtze River has become more and more lacking. The mother of the family is seriously ill, and she begged the uncle next door to agree to get on the boat to pull the fiber, and her sister is also helping on this boat.

Seeing that the rope is about to be tied to the column in front of you, you can immediately unload the heavy fiber rope on your body and tie it to the column, fix the cargo ship, and take a rest. The young man just took a breath, and the hand that grabbed the rock stopped letting go of the stone and wiping the sweat on his head, and his feet slipped, and his body immediately fell to the edge of the cliff, the cliff was seven or eight meters high, and the bottom was full of rocks and rocks, and most of the people fell and disappeared.

The young man fell into the air, his mother and sister flashed in his heart, and his face was dazed, "Am I going to die?" As soon as the thought arose, he felt that the white official cloth on his body tightened, and his body was pulled away with a force in the air, and it landed on the board with a click.

"Brother!" The younger sister who helped on the boat was on the edge of the boat in the middle, whenever the elder brother went ashore to pull the fiber, he was worried about it, the mother was already seriously ill and could not work, in order to treat the mother and buy medicine, the brother and sister finally begged someone to work on this boat, 20 yuan a month for the elder brother, 12 yuan for themselves. With the financial subsidy in the first two months, my mother's condition has improved, and the family can often eat some fish and meat, but these are all my brother's desperate efforts.

The elder brother was pulling the fiber on the shore, and the younger sister stopped to watch on the edge of the boat, a heart was jumping, and when she saw her brother fall from the cliff, she couldn't help but scream, and the words did not fall, a black shadow flashed on the river and pulled the rope on her brother's body gently, and she saw her brother's body from the cliff wall across a distance of forty meters and gently fell to the boat.

Before everyone on board could react, they felt a shock to the hull of the ship, and a few people did not stand firm and fell to the ground, and the cargo ship quickly broke away from the pull of the current and sailed towards the shore. A few slender men on the cliff felt a relief because the young man had not reacted to the fall off the cliff, and when he looked back, the cargo ship had landed safely.

"The Dragon Lord has appeared! Worship the Dragon King!" The captain of the boat led the crew on the ship to kneel down towards the vague figure walking on the river in the distance. After the brother and sister died, they cried with joy and hugged each other.

"Blessed, I was saved by the Dragon King. An old boatman looked at the young man enviously and said.

A fishing boat slowly rows across the misty river, the couple is busy casting nets on the bow, and their one-year-old son is tethered to the stern to play.

A figure appeared at the stern of the boat, and the little doll looked at the figure standing on the water with wide eyes, and the figure said, "Do you want to eat fish?" The little doll seemed to understand, looked at the fish in the figure's hand and nodded.

"Okay, Uncle will make a trick and give you one. With that, the figure waved his hand, and a three-foot-long mandarin fish fell into the cabin, causing the boat to sink, and the little doll clapped his hands and laughed, thinking that the trick was beautiful, and the figure disappeared.

The husband and wife at the bow of the boat were shaken by the hull of the boat, and they quickly supported each other, but before they could stand firmly, the mother threw herself at the stern, worried that something would happen to the young child. When I entered the cabin, I found that there was an extra three-foot-long mandarin fish in the boat, which was churning in the cabin. The mother was surprised, went up to buckle the gills, stunned with a stick, and carried it in her hand, afraid that there would be no seven or eight catties, this kind of fish meat is beautiful and has few spines, which is the best in the river.

"Doll, where did the fish come from?" the mother asked her son.

"Uncle, trick, awesome. The little doll clapped her little hands and laughed.

The mother looked at the empty cabin and the twilight of the river, and was shocked: Could it be a water ghost?

Lu Xihua along the Yangtze River, running all night, has arrived at the boundary of Anhui Province, the sky has been light, today can reach Jinling, at this time there is some hunger in the belly, so he caught two mandarin fish from the water and prepared to roast to drink, met the little doll on the river fishing boat, and loved it for a while, so he left one for the doll. Then he walked to the mountains, ready to find a place to start a fire and grill fish.

Lu Xihua found a vacant place and was about to sit down, when he heard a crisp bell between the mountains and fields, "Knock~~Knock~~" came from a distance, breaking through layers of fog and reaching people's ears.

"Is there a temple in this mountain?" Lu Xihua's heart moved, it is better to go to the temple in the mountain to find some firewood, if there is a stove, it is easier to say, as for whether the meat is fishy, Lu Xihua will not care, he will use it generously, and then pay some silver dollars, presumably the monks in the temple will not say anything, the temple in the mountain is bitter, and he will not refuse.

"Knock, knock~~" The bell rang endlessly, Lu Xihua walked through the fog, among the mountains and wilderness, ran for a while, only to see a black tile gray wall emerging from the fork of the tree, the tile was overgrown with thatch, quite desolate, shrouded in fog, but the bell came from the courtyard, Lu Xihua decided to go and find out.

The temple is only two before and after, a large hall in the middle, the backyard is the resting place, the mountain gate is wide open, a wooden hall in the open space, a bronze bell is hung in the middle, an old monk with white eyebrows and white beard, dressed in a robe, is ringing the bell.

Lu Xihua carried the fish into the mountain gate, the white-eyed monk rang the bell, was in Heshnabai, heard the footsteps at the mountain gate, couldn't help but look up, only to see a young man, carrying a fat mandarin fish across the door.