Chapter 57 Pass

The two fought three times. Xiaoxuan heard the noise, rushed out of the quiet room, almost bumped into Rong Hui, and quickly asked, "What's going on!"

"Ship quickly!" Rong Hui took the long gun and Ji Ji ordered, "Someone is going to kill us. The bear is injured. Go and have a look. I'll drive the boat!" With that, he walked up the main mast ladder, boarded the cockpit, injected a spiritual force into the magic array, put his hands together, shook the winch, pulled up the anchor, and the boat slid out.

In front of the crystal window, Rong Hui personally took the helm and drove the boat to the heart of the river. The three masts trembled slightly and glowed with a blue light, covering the hull. Runes flowed on the hull board and began to gather water spirits in the river. Due to the power, the ship travels faster.

The cockpit is 12 feet square, located around the main mast. The four square windows are made of crystal, seven feet higher than the front and rear roofs. After Xiaoxuan helped the bear deal with the wound, she boarded the cockpit from the main mast and asked Rong Hui, "What happened just now?"

Rong Hui's face was gloomy. Seeing that no one was chasing him, he said what had just happened. He asked Xiaoxuan again, "Why do you think this is?" If I have any valuable treasure worth taking action, it is the 'blood cling gun'. That gun became famous for its fierceness, and now it has completely disappeared. It is impossible for the master to see the clue. Only Bixia knows about this matter.

"It can't be her!" In the ghost light, Xiaoxuan gave Rong Hui a high stool and shook her head against it: "She doesn't care about this gun head at all. If she wanted it, we would have given it to her."

"And I even threw those magic weapon dregs and wool ash into the Yellow River, so it can't be a 'blood clading gun'." Rong Hui sat on the high stool and then said, "If I know the secret that must be silenced, I know that the 'true king of Huangshui' seeks to get the 'blood clading gun' without permission."

"It can't be him!" Xiaoxuan poured a cup of tea for Rong Hui, put it on the armrest beside him, and carefully analyzed: "Because Zhu Xin knows about this. Besides, Bixia did not go back to Jincheng with us. He dared not hire us to kill us because of this!"

"That's the last possibility. I've offended people who shouldn't be offended." Rong Hui took a sip of tea and shook his head with a wry smile: "If it were because we set up the 'Eastern Chamber of Commerce' and the 'Western Chamber of Commerce', they did have a reason to kill us to vent their anger. People with intentions can naturally find out that 'Yiptang' is the most profitable, and they can also find out that you are the big shopkeeper of 'Yipintang'. If their eyesight is wide enough, they may also know that you go to Yinchuan to check the accounts. The next stop is very willing to be Datong. Speaking of this, I couldn't help laughing at myself: "It's unfair. We haven't got any of them!" He also discussed Xiaoxuan: "Tell Bixia about this quickly and ask her to send a few spells to defend ourselves."

"Hmm!" Xiaoxuan nodded and promised, "I'll ask her if there is any way to get out!" As he spoke, he went downstairs.

The study is located in the first room of the rear cabin, five feet wide and one foot long. There is a four-foot jade hanging on the front wall, which is a summoning weapon. Between the brocade beads, Xiaoxuan opened the sliding door, walked into the study, touched a "memence symbol" on the Duobaoge by the wall, slightly injected spiritual power, entered Yubi, and began to talk to Bixia.

Rong Hui waited in the cockpit for a long time before listening to the footsteps and quickly asked, "What did she say?"

"She said she would check it right away!" Xiaoxuan walked up the spiral ladder and happily explained, "She asked us to go south at full speed along the Yellow River. When he arrived at Tongguan, he changed into the Wei River, went up against the current, entered the river from Hanzhong, and then went down the river. She picked us up in Xi'an. If you need anything, please say hello in advance!"

"It will take at least two months to get here to Tongguan!" Rong Hui squeezed his lips and smiled bitterly: "In the past two months, I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse!"

"Will masters kill people for money?" Xiaoxuan smiled softly: "I'm willing to gamble and accept defeat, but they can't swallow this breath, otherwise why don't they even pick 'Yiyitang'? They are all unintrodable characters. Although we are not afraid, there is no need to compete with them. Moreover, if the court freed its hand from the north, I'm afraid it will be difficult for the Japanese pirates in Fujian and Zhejiang. At this juke, they are even more afraid to make a big deal!"

Rong Hui thought so: "I didn't steal or rob. This is not a matter in the first place!" Long breathed: "The ninja is not weak. I don't know how much it will cost at a time." Thinking of the cat and the bear, he asked Xiaoxuan, "Is that good!"

"It's okay!" Xiaoxuan was angry when he thought of it and couldn't help humming: "He is a little humane and didn't kill him."

The two took turns driving the boat and headed south at full speed. In July, Guangdong rebelled again, and the rebels went straight to "Danxia Mountain". Zhenyuan, the head, asked the court for help, and the soldiers stopped. After hearing from the sound haze, Xiaoxuan asked Rong Hui, "What kind of this is? How can you 'Danxia Mountain' offend people's family!"

"I'm ambitious, it's burning!" Rong Hui squeezed his lips and sneered: "Those gray grandchildren don't think it's enough to occupy the five mountains and three gates, and they hit the idea on other people's 'Baiyue people'. Sooner or later, they will support themselves to death!"

On the Mid-Autumn Festival, the moon is high. The river reflects the moon, the cold light melts, and there is another spirit. Rong Hui picked up the back of the boat and put wine on the front deck with Xiaoxuan. He was about to raise his glass when he suddenly saw a lotus leaf floating on the river in front of him, and a person was sitting on the leaf. He couldn't help but be shocked. Just as he was about to avoid it, he saw that the man's eyes were slightly closed, his breath was restrained, and the waves were fierce, neither advancing or retreating, neither sinking or shaking, and he was like a stone statue under the moonlight. He said in his heart, "It's not good": "It's here to find fault!" Tap the table, the anchor fell into the water, and the boat slowly stopped.

A silver-haired old man sat on the lotus leaf, with gray clothes and linen, and white socks like snow. Rong Hui stood up and walked to the bow of the boat and saw a pair of cLOGS flat in front of the old man with a narrow blade on it. Looking carefully, the scabbard was rough and did not show any breath. Suddenly, he met a master and bowed his hand: "Senior, are you waiting for me?"

The old man slowly opened his eyes, looked at Rong Hui, and said lightly, "If you are predestined to meet, you will not meet." The voice is like water, with no thought at all.

Rong Hui didn't know what to say, and he was thick-skinned to accept: "I have never met my predecessors. Even if it is predestined, it's only one side of fate, only once!"

"Wolite!" The old man spit out two words and rose from his palm. Rong Hui suddenly saw the light bursting in his eyes, like the sun, moon and starry sky. In a trance, he was dizzy and cried secretly. Sett down, a silver blade has been cut in front of him, silent in the blink of an eye.

Xiaoxuan reacted, and his face turned white. He scolded in a low voice: "Sle!" The hand touched the heart, and the finger was white and warm, like silver glow, passing through the old man's body. When the silver light passed, the old man's eyes gradually dispersed, and his body was slightly stagnant, which was a "soul-sten trick". Rong Hui surged up and then shouted, "Get out!" One finger was sent out, and the golden light burst into the old man's body.

If God kills people, he will destroy his soul. The golden light was everywhere, and the old man's pupils suddenly dispersed. But in the blink of an eye, he came to his senses and repelled without any stagnation. His body shook and sat back on the lotus leaf as if nothing had happened.

Rong Hui and Zhou Mei hummed and sneered: "Don't you let me!"

"I'm really sorry to bother you!" The old man nodded and apologized, and then said, "I have been looking forward to Mr. Xia's talent and cultivation for a long time. I would like to invite you to our Dongying for development. You will not be valued by those big shots here, and we are willing to provide you with all the convenience to help you 'step on the sky'.

"Oh?" Rong Hui was a little surprised and was slightly stunned. He couldn't help laughing: "What about the conditions?"

"I would like to represent the 'lord' of this region, and please be the 'financial minister'!" The old man put his hands on his knees and bowed: "When you arrive at Yinghai, the lord will also grant you a spiritual island, and he will be in charge of the government."

Rong Hui felt that he was hit by the pie in the sky and was a little flustered. He simply asked him with a smile, "What if I don't agree?"

"Now the two sides are allies, and there are also many Central Plains monks in Yinghai. The Central Plains is indeed a large and rich place, and there are more practitioners, with many factions and intrigues. A person without * like Mr. will only be excluded from the center of power, used as a tool, and may also be 'abandoned'. And in Yinghai, everything is respected by strength, which is most suitable for the development of people like you. The old man was neither humble nor arrogant and said slowly, "Sir is a smart man, and he will definitely weigh the pros and cons."

"Minister of Finance? Not interested! If there is a chance, I may go to sea by boat!" Rong Hui waved his hand and smiled: "If the old gentleman's sword just aimed at temptation, you can not blame the past, please!" With that, he stretched out his hand and pointed downstream.

"I rushed to the front just to tell you that there are 'nine cards and 18 levels' behind, all of whom are lost their blood under him." The old man nodded and then said, "It's really a pity if you don't want to accept help in this field. I also want to remind you when we meet. The catastrophe is coming, or you have the strength to turn the world around, or have the ability to seek good luck and avoid disaster, otherwise you will suffer losses if you are too strong. Excuse me, goodbye!" He nodded, stood up, licked the cLOGs, and stepped on the waves. Walking out of ten feet, the lotus leaf collapsed, and it was just a river.

When Rong Hui saw that the old man was far away, his legs were soft. He sat back on the chair and exhaled: "Taiji' is a great perfection, and it is indeed 'Taiji'. He asked Xiaoxuan again, "Is what he said true or false!"

"There are countless islands in Yinghai, and they have become the trend of four dragons grabbing pearls!" Xiaoxuan's face was gloomy. She sat down with him and said slowly: "The two islands near the mainland are 'inland sea', and the two islands outside are called 'outsea'. In the middle, there is a big island called the 'Heavenly Leader' and is under the command of the 'General'. There is a 'field' under the heavenly leadership, which is equivalent to a great vassal state. The 'lord' presides over the military and politics, the eldest son is hereditary, and the concubine's son builds a vassal. There are still many islands under the vassal, dozens of miles of small islands and thousands of miles of big islands.

She straightened her mind and then said, "The closest thing to us is the island in the southwest. The northwest island is close to the northern grassland, but the climate is cold and sparsely populated. The two islands in the northeast and southeast are bordered by the boundless ocean, often disturbed by monsters in the sea, and there are fewer people. Seeing Rong Hui's heartache, he couldn't help laughing: "It's right that I didn't agree. In their southwest island, there are more monks and less porridge. Otherwise, how can so many Yinghai warriors still run to Fujian and Zhejiang? Telling you to seal an island, maybe it's just a reef.

Rong Hui remembered that there were nine cards and eighteen levels in front of him, and his heart trembled and couldn't help humming coldly: "I'd like to see how many taels of gold." Tap the table, open the magic array, take the helm in person, lift the anchor and continue to go down. Zi bypassed Tongguan at night and went up against the Weishui. Along the way, he met several thieves who robbed the cargo ship. Xiaoxuan waved soft swords one by one. From October to Chang'an, I met Bixia at the "Yipintang" subcolon before I was relieved.