"Money is something outside the body, life does not bring it to death, and more money is just more convenient for doing things. ”

The old Taoist priest actually appeared on the deck.

The behemoth ship lifted anchor and set sail, and the solid wood structure of the hull shook slightly in the water twice without the restraint of the huge iron anchor, and the draft was already more than ten meters. The feet on the deck float slightly with the hull of the boat in the water, as if they were stepping on cotton.

"Dao Chief. ”

Mu Sanqian habitually erected the handprint of the Dao Gate and greeted the old Taoist priest.

The old Taoist priest saw it all in his eyes, and a trace of strangeness flashed on his face.

"Since sharing a boat is fate, haven't you asked the donor what to call it?"

"Wood three thousand. Dare to ask the number of the layman?"

"Everyone else calls me a real person. ”

The old Taoist priest flicked the dust in his hand and put it on his arm, which was indeed a Taoist practice.

It's much easier to talk after informing each other of their names, but Po Xuan doesn't have that kind of pretense of profundity, or indifference to mundane things, but Mu Sanqian always feels that Po Xuan will give people an indescribable sense of strangeness.

The merchant ship set sail and was slowly sailing away from the shore of the port, and the people standing on the shore to see them off gradually became black spots that could not be seen clearly, until finally even Xunyang City could not see clearly.

The merchant ships traveled eastward, and the river was vast and the road was long.

Except for Mu Sanqian, the passengers who came on board the ship, that is, the ship's family and dozens of strong sailors, were all hard people who came and went in the wind and rain, and they were all rough men who could only work and eat to make money to support their families. All day on the boat brush the sail rope, docked to carry up and down the goods, become a family is good, the bachelor who did not have a family to run a boat to get the silver either to the gambling house, or spent on the belly of the girl.

Therefore, when the merchant ships arrived at Qingshan Town and Shujialing for a few days, they did not see the passengers on the boat talking a few words to the people working on the boat, begging for a living on the river, but they couldn't pee in a pot with those Sven people.

But they all lived in the same cabin, and a boatload of passengers on the way looked down all day long, and when they looked up, they became familiar in a few days.

Among them, there are perennial businessmen who almost live on the ship, and they can know at a glance that they are wide and fat, dark-skinned, and their eyes are shining all the time.

In addition to the few people who followed Jiang Fushang, there was also a group of five or six people led by a young man, who followed his father out to take the boat, but after a few days, it seemed that everything was handled by this young man, and his father didn't go out much like Old Man Ning. There are too many details that others don't say, so it's not good to inquire more, just because the young man actually talked to Hongyi again, and later learned that his surname was Ma and he was going in the direction of Jinling.

Then there were five or six captains, who were not sailors, but a few people who got together to take a boat at their own expense, and then went to each place to act as porters to help carry goods and earn some money, and they were a group.

And then there are the three thousand of them. Of course, there was an old Taoist priest on this boat who was out of the day and night almost all day, and his disciple named Cao Shuanglu.

It's really boring to take a boat for many days, except for moving a chair to sit on the deck and look at the coastal scenery, you can only go to Old Man Ning, either let him talk about the rivers and lakes in the past, or pester him to teach him a few kung fu. Helplessly, the old man Ning didn't know if it was seasickness or what, he had been in poor spirits since he got on the boat, and after going a few times, he almost made him hairy, and almost blasted Mu Sanqian out with a sword.

After being taught a lesson, Mu Sanqian and Yang Shan Zhe obediently stopped bothering Old Man Ning.

When the freshness of the boat ride passed, Mu Sanqian felt even more bored, and he couldn't even keep up his spirits when he practiced.

"Lord Xiaomu really shouldn't let Miss Ye Ning go back easily, otherwise she can still have a beauty to accompany you when you are bored. Gee. ”

From Wudang to Xishu, and then to the present, Mu Guiyun and Mu Sanqian are also very familiar, Mu Guiyun sometimes even jokes about Mu Sanqian with Ye Ning, a girl who was in Xunyang, and Mu Sanqian will unceremoniously kick Mu Guiyun's ass when he hears it.

If he sleeps late, Mu Sanqian will go to chat with Po Xuan, who is still fishing every night.

Although he didn't break his identity, he was also a member of the Daomen, and Mu Sanqian still had a good impression of the master and apprentice.

"In ancient times, there were Jiang Ziya fishing wishers who took the bait, and now there is a long night fishing for the Yangtze River, and the Taoist chief uses a fishing rod without a hook, but I don't know what it looks like?"

Under the bright moon hanging, the sails on the wide river are independent, the old Taoist priest Po Xuan still sits in place holding a fishing rod, and Mu Sanqian holds a pot of hot tea on the side.

"How dare Poor Dao be compared to Taigong. ”

Facing Mu Sanqian's obviously flattering words, Po Xuan laughed twice, and then humbled himself.

"That mouthy apprentice of the poor road has already leaked the heavenly secret to the donor, didn't the donor ask knowingly. ”

"So the Dao Leader is really here to kill the demons?"

Mu Sanqian is a little incredible, where are there so many monsters and immortals in this world?

"One is to kill demons and eliminate harm, and the other is to accumulate virtue and blessings. ”

Po Xuan didn't keep silent this time.

"But I still can't figure it out, what does Daochang's night fishing have to do with demon extermination?"

"Hehe, when the time is ripe, the donor will naturally know. ”

Po Xuan is still fishing with a rod in the air tonight, and there is still a large black thing tied to the other end of the fishing line, and if you use this thing to fish, the mouth of this fish is big enough.

"By the way, Dao Chief, why didn't you see Cao Shuanglu serving you tea?"

"Let him rest earlier, children can't compare to an old man of my age, it's not good to stay up late often. ”

After Po Xuan finished speaking, he packed up his things and went back to the room. Mu Sanqianbai looked at it for a while and went back to his room to rest.

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"This little white face knows Dao Ye?"

After Mu Sanqian and Po Xuan returned to their rooms, two people flashed out of the shadows in the shadows, tall and burly, with a rough and powerful voice, and they seemed to be carrying a heavy object in their hands.

"Whatever, since Dao Ye hasn't done anything, why are we asking so much?"

The two of them lifted the weight in their hands and slowly moved to the side railing of the ship.

It was only in the moonlight that they could see clearly that the two of them were carrying a coarse linen bag in their hands, and they didn't know what it contained.

"Let's do it!"

"Come on, I'm always scared. ”

As he spoke, the man pulled out a long knife that shimmered with cold light from behind his back, lifted the handle upside down, and handed it to the other side.

"Look at your breath!"

The man on the other side took it, and his tone seemed extremely dissatisfied.

"But you asked me to take you out to make a fortune, and I followed Dao Ye to lose your silver once?"

"That's not it. ”

The tone of the speaker is submissive.

"If you're with someone else next time, who's going to help you like that?"

The man with the knife stabbed him into the sack as he spoke, only to hear a muffled pop and a faint whimper of pain.

Before the knife could be drawn, the man kicked the sack, and the sack fell into the water with a pop. The knife was withdrawn, and the man lifted his placket and wiped it on the blade.

"After the sale of this boat, you still go home to farm, your heart is too soft to do the work of the Taoist master. ”

The disgusted man didn't dare to talk back, so he snorted twice and left.

The sack that fell to the bottom of the water had blood gushing out and mixed with the icy river water when it went down the knife edge.

On the surface of the river reflecting the thin moonlight, a black shadow suddenly flashed, as huge as a coiling dragon and as fast as a cold arrow.