Elaborate on the world of mortals

Chapter 130
Passengers are not allowed to light their own lights in the cabin at night, but it is not completely dark inside. Although a post lamp in a small iron cage with grilles is small, it barely provides some illumination.

In the dimly lit cabin, some people were already asleep, while others were making noises. As for the pier outside the cabin, it was still very lively, but it was a little further away from the big ship.

Yi Shuyuan came out of the cabin again and came to the deck.

At this moment, the moon is shining and the sky is full of stars, and the wind and waves are blowing on the river.

The Kaiyang Grand Canal was a great project dug by the previous dynasty during the heyday of national power. Although it aroused untold grievances at the time, it has to be said that today, the construction of the Grand Canal is indeed a feat of Fukuzawa's descendants.

When Yi Shuyuan was compiling the county annals in Yuanjiang County, he knew about the Grand Canal from literature.

To be precise, the river runs through two rich lands in the southeast and northwest, with a total length of about [-] miles and an average width of more than ten feet.

For example, the section of the river outside Mingzhou City, because it communicates with the original big river, plus the original depression, has formed a wide water area of ​​more than [-] meters.

Yi Shuyuan walked onto the deck, the cold wind at the end of the first month was still biting, no one was on the deck at this time, he jumped lightly, and reached the top of the cabin.

The bow of the ship has been turned ahead of time, and at this moment, the head is facing the surface of the canal.

Yi Shuyuan sat down on the spot, leaning against the low fence here, watching the excitement on the pier, looking at the lights of Mingzhou City in the distance, and then turning his head to look at the canal.

The night wind brought up the unstable waves on the river, and the moonlight shone down, refracting an angle in Yi Shuyuan's sight at the moment.

This angle makes in Yi Shuyuan's eyes, the moonlight seems to be beating on the waves, bringing out bursts of non-glare flashes.

For a while, Yi Shuyuan was a little crazy.

Yi Shuyuan didn't seem to see water, he didn't seem to see light, what he saw was undulating and undulating, what he saw was shining and flowing and causing wind and waves.

The water waves float, and the moonlight follows each other, with light and shadow, like a dream.

An inconspicuous light flew out from Yi Shuyuan's sleeve, and it turned into the wine gourd at his hand. He shook the gourd, feeling the shaking of the wine stored inside, as if it was also bringing waves of the river.

"The bright moon is thousands of miles away, the floating light leaps into gold"

Not far away, a flower boat slowly left the pier amidst the laughter and laughter. It must have attracted enough guests, and it is going to sail on the river while looking for joy.
A faint fragrance of cosmetic powder came with the wind, and the flower boat slowly passed near the big boat where Yi Shuyuan was, which attracted Yi Shuyuan to glance at it.

"The flower boat and the painting boat will sail on such a night."

There were three or two women on the flower boat dressed in fur, and even in the cold weather they would come out of the cabin to breathe.

"Look over there."

A woman found a person sitting alone on the top of the big boat. Although she couldn't see clearly, it was probably a long-haired boy in the moonlight, leaning on the low railing while holding a gourd, his sleeves swaying and his long hair flying.

The woman who was together looked in that direction along the fingers of others, looking a little dazed.

Even if you just glance at it from a distance, you can feel that the young man is free and easy, like a fairy.
Yi Shuyuan could feel the eyes cast on him, but he didn't know that he had become the untouchable beauty in her heart at this moment.

Until Yi Shuyuan looked up, the women just covered their faces with fans and left.

The gourd in his hand was no longer shaking, but the wine inside was still surging.

At this moment, Yi Shuyuan looked at the moonlight reflected on the river, and remembered the fight with the cat demon in the village back then, the thrill and the burning sensation in his stomach were all vivid in his mind.

In a blink of an eye, it was already midnight, and the vicinity of the pier had become quiet, and Yi Shuyuan was gradually returning to his senses at this moment.

"The wine in the pot, the moon in the water, the sun in the sky and the moon in the moon, the floating light jumps into gold"

While muttering to himself, Yi Shuyuan suddenly unplugged the wine gourd, and then threw it away.

"The mystery of change, the chance of immortality, or just a thought!"

In Yi Shuyuan's low voice, the wine gourd spun in the air for a few weeks, and finally fell far to the river with a "plop". In Yi Shuyuan's sight, it was falling on the place where the moon shadow was swaying.

At this moment, Yi Shuyuan remembered the scenery at this time, closed his eyes, and the folding fan had slipped out of the right sleeve, and the fan had turned into a penholder in the mist with the magic power in his body.

The mist did not dissipate, but made Yi Shuyuan hazy.

A gust of wind blew by, and Yi Shuyuan, who was originally sitting on the top of the boat, collapsed and disappeared in the wind like a mist-shaped person.

On the river, Yi Shuyuan, with his eyes closed, had already appeared in the wind, holding the tip of a pen in his hand, and fell towards the river in a falling posture.

His sleeves fluttered in the wind, but when the tip of the pen fell to the river, it undulated in the waves, and did not fall into the water with Yi Shuyuan.

In Yi Shuyuan's heart is the moonlight, in his hand is the pen transformed by Yinchen, and the pen holder is constantly circulating in his hand, gliding across the waves of the river.

The pen moved like a snake, undulating with the waves, a smile appeared on the corner of Yi Shuyuan's mouth, and the pen in his hand kept dancing.

Every time the pen tip crosses the light and shadow, the moonlight in Yi Shuyuan's heart will be a little less, as if it is used as ink to be sucked into the pen, and then drawn into the waves.

Hui Mian firmly grasped Yi Shuyuan's shoulder, without the husband noticing. At this moment, it also has its eyes closed, because as long as it opens, there will be a dazzling light in front of it.

A dozen breaths is as long as an hour, and it seems like a snap of the fingers.

Yi Shuyuan opened his eyes while standing upside down in the wind, and the moonlight floating under the waves in the water turned out to be the light and shadow of a sword.

Huayingjiancheng!

With a shake of the pen, the whole person flew upside down in the wind. What the pen brought out was not a touch of river water, but more like a bright white moonlight. After leaving the river a few feet, it fell back into the sword shadow in the water.

At this moment, Yi Shuyuan's mind moved, and the gourd seemed to grow a bit bigger, and he sucked the floating moonlight into the gourd.

In the next moment, the waves floated down, and the shadow of the moon remained the same, as if everything just now was just an illusion.

"Alas."

A gust of wind blew by, Yi Shuyuan influenced the wind, and the gourd returned to his hand, and he sat down on the boat just now, and the gourd in his hand seemed to be much heavier than before.

Hui Mian also opened his eyes at this moment, and asked very curiously.

"Sir, what were you doing just now?"

"Change, you see."

Yi Shuyuan shook the gourd, opened the mouth of the gourd, and patted the mouth of the gourd with Yin Chen, who had turned back into a folding fan in his hand.

Hui Mian climbed onto the gourd and looked inside, he could vaguely see the moonlight-like sword shaking under the turbulence of the wine in the gourd, like a snake like a shadow.

"Empty is also real, it can be virtual or real, it is not only water, but also fire, and even metal, this sword is also the way of change."

"What about gold?"

Hui Mian looked up at Yi Shuyuan, who patted his chest lightly, and spit out a mouthful of lung-gold air like a white rainbow, which directly melted into the gourd.

At this moment, Hui Mian felt that the gourd seemed to be slightly hot, but no matter how carefully he felt it, he couldn't feel it anymore.

But Huimian knew that this gourd was implicitly related to Mr.'s Immortal Furnace, and the temperature just now was definitely not an illusion.

"Just put the golden lung energy in my body into the furnace to see if it can be cultivated. If it can be developed, I will drink this sword again and it will merge with my body!"

Yi Shuyuan said so with a smile on his face, but he soon noticed other movements.

"Hey, sir, someone turned out of the cabin"

Hui Mian lowered his voice and pointed to the right side, and Yi Shuyuan also stretched out his head to look down.

The window of a certain cabin on the right side of the big ship was opened, and a person turned out of it, and moved cautiously while climbing some protrusions on the side of the ship.

"Sir, it's the boatman who is eager to gamble! Is he going to murder for money?"

"I don't know if I'm killed, but I'm sure about making money."

I saw that this person climbed to another cabin window nimbly, picked and scratched under the window with the pocket knife, and then opened the window bit by bit.

Yi Shuyuan opened his mouth and just wanted to blow downwards to make him fall.

However, the man saw that one of his feet slipped and stepped on the ground while he was exerting all his strength, and his hand couldn't hold it steady. He snapped off two nails and then slipped down.

"Hey hey ah."

With a sound of "Plop~", the man fell directly into the river.

Except for the exclamation when he just fell, the man didn't call for help even if he fell into the river. After paddling hard, he grabbed the edge of the pier and climbed ashore where there were steps.

Even though I have reduced my clothes when climbing, I must still wear a lot in this cold weather. If I am not a boatman with excellent water skills, otherwise I will change to other water-savvy people, and I will not be able to splash in the water wearing so many clothes.

"I said he was unlucky"

Hui Mian lay on Yi Shuyuan's shoulder and giggled.
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In the early morning, Yi Shuyuan woke up to the yelling of the boatman, and the boat was slowly leaving the port.

Yi Shuyuan walked to the deck outside the cabin, the morning light was only rising, and there were more than one ship leaving the port on the pier.

Now the wind direction is gradually turning to the southeast. When the sails are lowered, the big ship does not move slowly without paddling, but it still needs paddling when leaving the port.

The boatmen cooperated with each other, and the oars propped the shore a little harder. There was an oars warehouse in the middle of the hull, and six oars on the left and right stretched out. After the big ship slowly left the port, the boatmen chanted and rowed the oars. .

"One two three strokes. One two three strokes."

Originally, it was just an ordinary chant, but as the frequency and synchronization of paddle strokes increased, the chant became more flavorful.

"Go to one place with all your strength hey yo. Row the oars and set sail hey yo Climb the waves on the water hey yo Seek a life come hey yo Clash the waves with the wind and waves hey yo"

The sound of the chant was the same as the song, and Yi Shuyuan couldn't help but beat the beat with the rhythm, and even sang along with it in a low voice, and quickly grasped the essentials.

(End of this chapter)