At the confluence of the Central Plains, Jiangnan, and Xitu is a group of mountains that stretch for tens of thousands of miles, and are called Mt. Yuan.

The longest river that flows from it is called the Yuanjiang River, which spans three-quarters of the continent, divides the Central Plains and Gangnam areas, and finally flows into the East China Sea.

After the end of the war, the Jiangnan River Yuzong claimed to be a self-reliant country, and the Tang Kingdom was based on this.

And Huocheng is the closest city to Yuanjiang, and it is also the first stop of the River Fish Sect to enter the Tang Kingdom.

Half a mile away from the city gate, there is a branch of the Yuanjiang River, which has an extremely unique flow path, forming a natural moat.

Among them, a small river is divided, which crosses the entire noisy city, separating a pair of rivals, and is called the noisy river.

In this way, the water flow around the noisy city forms a Dan character, just like the second half of the noisy.

Just today, this slightly nicknamed Danzi has been destroyed.

- There is a white dot that runs through towns, villages, farmlands, forests, swamps, and then the Yuanjiang River, dragging out a straight, clean, carefree, and sufficiently hidden line.

The destination is also unusually obvious - the hustle and bustle.

That's what Mr. saw, and these phenomena were connected like an early word.

Although he didn't know the purpose of the visit, he was sure that he was right.

If it weren't for Mr., it wouldn't have been discovered, and as for being called a small fish, it's another reason.

......

Tonight, the moon hung high in the sky, hidden in the black clouds, revealing half of its face, and could barely see its route.

The fisherman crossed his hands and shuddered involuntarily, so much so that he stopped.

The night wind was really cold, and the fishy smell in his chest seemed to be getting heavier and heavier, and his face became ugly.

He pondered who he was, for what purpose he would find someone as small as him, and why now.

He probably had some ideas about the identity of the other party, but he didn't understand it because he guessed something.

Thinking without understanding leads to anxiety, and anxiety sometimes leads to uneasiness, followed by fear.

He was a little uneasy now.

Fortunately, tonight is not another silent night, and the occasional call of domestic animals is not lonely.

Suddenly, a deep bark woke him up, and he stopped thinking, and his breathing became much heavier.

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and continued along the noisy river by the faint moonlight.

......

As the lifeline of the city, the Huohe River naturally plays an important role, especially the fishing industry.

Downstream, there is a lake suitable for the cultivation of a variety of fish, and the fish market is located here.

The warehouse is located in a relatively remote place, which does not affect transportation, and there are no idlers going there during normal times, let alone at night.

At this time, the night revealed its horror.

Several houses of the same size were neatly arranged, and they seemed to be dilapidated because of the dampness and long-term use, and the fishy smell that they had long been accustomed to suddenly became choking somehow, and the slightly crowded warehouses obscured the only little moonlight, and the atmosphere became quiet and eerie, as if even the night wind had stopped, and the air was a little stuffy.

The fisherman, with the intention of turning and running away at any moment, nervously pushed open the door of the warehouse.

Nothing but fish.

He breathed a long sigh of relief, and the tension in his heartstrings unraveled.

He walked in, stroked the inexplicably cute silver carp that rolled its eyes, and smiled self-deprecatingly, as if all his previous thoughts had become ridiculous, and all the possibilities he thought could not exist.

Yes, how is it possible, who is the other party?

The famous River Fish Sect!

What can they do when they find themselves? beg me to do something? make friends with me? ask me about the national situation of Datang? Or have I violated their interests? I have been entrusted by someone to kill me? I am suddenly in a bad mood and come to find fault? Or am I jealous of my beauty? My talent? My lovely water?

it, how is it possible!

I'm so small that I can't be smaller, it's insignificant, a beggar who will not notice when he dies, even if he wants to rob, he will be caught immediately, and then beaten, a waste who can no longer stand up, no real ability can only do the work of looking at the warehouse, occasionally there is a big job to do and have to be low, in the past, he actually served tea and water to the people, and it was still a shitty thing that people abused.

How is it possible! How is it possible! How can it be that it can attract the attention of the River Fish Sect!

I'm afraid that people will feel disgusted when they see themselves, right?

By the way, what did I come to the city for?

Oh yes, sir!

I want to find my husband, when did I forget about it?

These damn cultivators!

Why!Why!Why! It's always me!

What's good about me? What's bad about me?

Is always asking me to do things that I don't want to do, and I can't help but do, to take advantage of my timid, kind, and numb heart?

Won't you even let me see you?

Still want to kill me?

Why, why, why? always!

What am I doing wrong? Haven't I been doing what you say? When have I been sorry for you?

I just want to spend my old age in peace, can't I?

I really don't have much to live!

I even abandoned my own daughter!

If it weren't for the water, I would have died on the streets!

What else do you want me to do?

What else are you going to do to me!

......

Fish that are not immediately sold after being caught are packed in wooden crates and stacked neatly in warehouses with high-priced snow-capped ice, waiting to be bought outside the city.

Stacks of boxes full of fish, kept together by species, are sealed to ensure that they do not rot easily.

This is how all warehouses store fresh fish.

Except where the fisherman is now.

All the fish boxes were scattered on the ground and shattered, and there were many scars on the walls, which were the marks left by the fall of the fish boxes from high places, and there were fresh fish and snow-capped ice all over the place, mixed with dust and sawdust, not only the fishy smell, but also the cold became heavier.

Heavy and hurried, mixed with the gasps of fear, constantly echoing in the warehouse, high and low, it was really a little frightening.

What's really going on here?

Suddenly, in the darkest corner, stepping on the interval of respite, stepped out a person who seemed to be dressed in night.

There was no moonlight shining in, and in such an environment, even if he was not masked, he could not see his face clearly, and it was impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman.

He looked at the person in front of him silently, without any movement, as if waiting for him to come back to his senses.

The familiar smell of fish suddenly appeared in the fisherman's nose, and his manic heart was instantly calmed.

At that moment, the fear that almost reached the peak made him find himself again.

His hands were pierced with a few pieces of sawdust, several cuts were made on his body, blood was still pouring out, and more seriously, the smashed toe of his left foot, which looked like it was deflated.

The pain was all over his body, and no one could bear it, but he seemed to lose consciousness, trembling, and staring at the person in front of him.

The man said.

"How? Enough trouble?"