Food Fairy Lord

Chapter 686 Feast
Pei Ye watched the large mass of flesh and blood sinking. A faint blood mist spread in the water and soon disappeared in the waves.

It floated downwards, becoming smaller and smaller, and then gradually disappeared - the water was not very clear, and Pei Ye had never imagined it to be so deep.

Until the rope was taut, the fish fell under the boat. No one spoke for a while, and the young people seemed a little nervous. In the cold rain and fog, on the vast river, their lonely boat seemed to have entered a world where no one responded. The endless water under the boat brought a sense of panic, and the few people suddenly felt the vastness and heaviness of these liquids.

Qiu Qianshui's words "Water Lord" and "Feast" were still imprinted in the minds of several people. The 800-li water system, 18 docks, and tens of thousands of ships were an almost unimaginable grand scene. Even standing at the highest place in Shenjing, one could not see the edge of these things from afar.

Walking alone between the rain and the river at this time, some people would be inexplicably afraid that there would really be something in the water - that thing would be worthy of such a roar, and the half-human-sized meat ball at the bottom of the boat would be just bait for it.

But the small boats just moved rhythmically on the water. According to Yanwu's instructions, each small boat should sail as far as possible. Indeed, they were far enough. There was nothing around except the sound of dripping rain.

In fact, it was clearly the big river that we see every day, but the fog covered everything.

Zhao Bao finally smiled and moved his posture: "That thing is quite strange. In addition to the fish, there are also large pieces of cut red meat in it. I see it also has scales... Third Uncle, Qiu Wuzhu mentioned the 'water master' or something, then, what is that?"

Xu San glanced at Qiu Luo at the bow without saying a word. Qiu Luo turned around and said with a smile, "Don't you make a living on the water? Haven't you heard of the rumors about the two water masters on our Eighth Water?"

Zhao Bao shook his head: "Young Master... I am short-sighted and have never heard of it."

Pei Ye shook his head along with the other two.

"If you talk to the elders who often go out on the boat, you will always be able to hear something. This is a custom." Qiu Luo turned around and crossed one leg. "Many fishing villages and riverside towns have sacrifices during festivals. Some even set up small temples. You should have seen it at the temple fair."

Zhao Bao had some impressions after hearing what he said. He said "Oh" repeatedly, "I remember now! When I went out on the boat for the first time, my second grandfather gave me a bunch of incense and said that if we encountered strong winds and big waves on the river, we should return the fattest fish to the river and light a bunch of incense on the bow of the boat. If the incense does not go out, it means that the river god has been worshipped and will always return safely."

Qiu Luo laughed: "It's almost the same. Every place is different anyway. In fact, there is no fixed name, but there are indeed real and fresh news coming out, and it can be traced back for who knows how many years."

He crossed his legs, his voice echoing over the water: "No one knows where these two water masters live or what they look like. Some people who have seen them say they are like snakes, with scales as big as stone plates, some say they are like buffaloes, with bodies like a high wall, and some swear they are like tigers, with bloody mouths that can swallow several boats in one gulp... But they are only scales and feathers, and can only be seen occasionally."

"But there are a few points that are roughly agreed upon. My ears and eyes are wider, so I have seen more." Qiu Luo smiled. He called himself my father, but no one really regarded him as my father. "First, your second grandfather is right. The stronger the wind and waves, the thicker the fog and the more rain, the easier it is for the water master to show up. Among these eyewitness reports, eight out of ten are true. Second, the water master can control the wind and waves. If it wants to capsize a boat, it only needs a thought. Sometimes after you see it, the surroundings are suddenly calm, but you can't tell the direction. When you feel the wind and rain again, it is often already on shore. Third, when offering sacrifices to the water master, you should use seafood instead of three animals. People are land dwellers, and taking fish from the river is likely to anger the water master. You must sincerely apologize and thank him. It's like a tiger patrolling the land. The 800-li river system is the territory of the two water masters."

Zhao Bao was stunned for a while, and murmured: "This, this, I have been fishing for more than a year, and I have never heard of this... Young Master, after hearing what you said, I will never dare to go down to the river again..."

In fact, not only did he not dare to go down to the river afterwards, he was already feeling a little cold in his heart. Looking around, the coastline was completely covered by rain and fog, and the small boat was sailing in the waves with the sound of water, as if it was a lonely and deserted place.

Qiu Luo laughed and patted him on the shoulder: "It is such a great opportunity to see the Water Master once. There have been very few people who have seen him in the past few decades. And you are worried now."

He laughed heartily, and Zhao Bao also touched his head and smiled embarrassedly. He knew that he was timid by nature. When he thought about it carefully, there were tens of millions of boats spread out in the 800-mile water system. Now, tens of millions of heroes on the water were feasting together with the two legendary water masters, so how come they were the only ones to meet them?

Pei Ye suddenly asked, "Young Master, how do you know there are two of you?"

Qiu Luo was startled: "Ah, because the descriptions of the witnesses were different, some said it was light green, some said it was cold silver, so..."

"If such a magical object can change color, it wouldn't be surprising, right? Besides, the color would be different under different light." Pei Ye thought for a while, "And it's possible that some parts of it are green and some parts are silver - look at me, my body is yellow and my hair is black."

Before Qiu Luo could say anything, Xiao Qi burst out laughing. Qiu Luo looked back blankly, wondering if she was usually so easily amused.

But the girl didn't even turn around, she just said seriously: "No, no, Xiao Zhu, you are black everywhere now, except your hair. I am the one with a white face and black hair."

Pei Ye was stunned and looked down. His arms were indeed covered in black by the immortal platform, and his face was probably not much better. And he always felt that she had deliberately emphasized the word "Zhu" a little too much.

Pei Ye moved his gaze to Qiu Luo's face, but Qiu Luo looked a little embarrassed.

"That's true." He was beaming with joy when he was talking about the water masters just now, but now his face turned pale. He tilted his head and whispered, "But, but we have news. He, he said, is the two water masters."

"He said?" Pei Ye showed a curious look, "Did Master Yan say that? Why did he say that? Or did Master Shao have other news..."

Qiu Luo's face turned pale. He waved his hand decisively as if he was irritated: "Don't ask anymore!"

"..."

Pei Ye closed his mouth and looked at him quietly. The young master of the dock was exuding a sense of discomfort and his face looked very ugly - not because of anger caused by offense, but because of some fear aroused from deep within.

Green Wind Messenger.

Pei Ye thought. He had seen Qingfeng Envoy at least once.

This is a flood, so the real owner of the dark place should be the flood wind messenger.

There are 18 docks in Chang'an's 800-li Jianghu, but there are only eight Qingfeng Envoys. The dock owners are the water tycoons on the surface, but the words of the wind envoys are almost like oracles to them. The so-called water masters will not scare them more than the wind envoys.

This is also natural. How can people who work on the water escape the influence of mirage?

Pei Ye had a general idea of ​​what was happening at the moment. Mirage City had absolute control over the eighteen docks. Most of the time, these dock owners were masters of a region or lords of a river, but when Mirage City needed them, they were almost puppets.

Now, the order was issued by the Mirage City Wind Envoy to all directions, and then passed down from the 18 docks, which affected most of the water tycoons in the vast Jianghu and gathered for such a grand event. The people below did not know who was behind it and what the purpose was, but the "Water Lord ascended the throne" was true, and the feast for the water lord was also true, so the heroic deeds of millions of people were also true.

People on land always keep their feet on the ground, so they believe in their feet, believe that if they fall it is because they did not walk steadily, so they believe in their own strength, and believe in their own creation and change; but people on the water know that they rely on the river, and every shake of the boat is out of their control. They worship the Lord of Water, believe in the God of Water, dare to say that life and death are determined by fate, and have an emotion for water that is embedded in their blood, so they really gather together for the "God of Water".

But Pei Ye thought from the perspective of a participant that there must be a reason why Mirage City made such a big scene here.

Behind the mirage city is Yong Ji, whose goal is to obtain the complete [Bai Shui] immortal power. Pei Ye can naturally associate the ownership of [Bai Shui] with the honorific title of "Shui Jun". So Yong Ji facilitated this scene to help him ascend to the position of Shui Jun. So what is the benefit? What are the positions of the two Shui Juns?
The most important thing is, this place is so noisy, so is it the center of the matter... Yong Ji, is it here?

Pei Ye was looking at the empty space, thinking. Suddenly, his uncle beside him stopped paddling and the boat slowed down. He said, "It's almost time. We can cast the net now."

Pei Ye came back to his senses, and then realized with a slight surprise that he seemed to have frowned just now, and then when he thought of Yong Ji, his lips pursed.

He tilted his head to look and saw Xiao Qi standing up from the bow and jumping over. She picked up a ball of fishing net from the cabin and handed him the back half: "Can you cast the net?"

"meeting."

"You can do this, too." Xiao Qi untied the end of the fishing net, tied the float, and glanced at him. "I thought you only knew how to fish?"

"And you know I can fish?" Pei Ye also stood up and sorted out the net in his hand.

Xiao Qi laughed: "You brag to everyone you meet, what's the secret? - I haven't seen it before."

"I just learned this these days." She stood at the stern and threw the net in. "When you lower the net, the speed of your hands should match the speed of the boat. Don't be slow when handing the net in."

Pei Ye stood behind her and suddenly asked, "What do you think the purpose of the feast for the Water Lord is?"

"When the emperor ascends the throne, he has to offer sacrifices to his ancestors. I think this is pretty much the same." Xiao Qi looked back at him, his expression very peaceful at this time, "Because that place originally belonged to someone else. If you want to be the master, you have to take some action."

"But will they agree to tens of thousands of kilograms of smuggled goods? They were fished out of the river."

Xiao Qi was silent for a while: "I think that the matters of obtaining positions throughout history are mostly half-enticement, half-deception, half-force, and half-coercion... Once the matter is done, it is over."

She glanced at Pei Ye: "What do you think?"

Pei Ye seemed to be thinking about something, holding the net in his hand.

These flexible silk fibers fell into the water and quickly sank, forming a loose diamond-shaped grid. Deeper in the water, the large bait hanging under the boat was still submerged in the darkness, and the rope on the boat was still taut.

"The rain is getting colder and colder." Zhao Bao rubbed his arms and stood up. "Brother Zhu, let me lend a hand."

Pei Ye divided his share of the rain. Zhao Bao had no illusion that the cold was indeed heavier. He looked up and saw that it should have been past the hour of Mao, but the rain and fog showed no signs of dissipating. The sky was gray and the sun was not visible.

"We have to walk like this until dark." After a long time, the nervousness and fear he had at first heard of it had long since subsided, and Zhao Bao was a little numb. He stretched his body and said, "But I've earned 200 coins a day, which is not bad!"

"Hey, are there any fellow travelers over there?" Ermao suddenly stretched his neck out of the cabin and asked in surprise, "Look, there are two ships!"

Following his gaze, two small boats appeared in the distance on the lake, which had been deserted for more than an hour, with about seven or eight people on board. The river had long been empty, and it was obvious that they were both small boats sent by Yanwu.

A figure stood up in the distance on the two boats and waved a flag towards this side. It was not clear in the mist. Qiu Luo also stood up and waved.

Uncle San had no intention of meeting them. Yanwu's instructions were to try to sail through a wider area of ​​water. Since the three ships saw each other, they should avoid each other.

But the ship was still waving its flag, and it seemed to be in a hurry. When the wind was high and the waves were rough, or the distance was too far, smugglers usually used this method to convey information. Qiu Luo realized that the other party was not greeting him, and he stared at the movements in a daze, looking a little confused.

"...go...go? What do you mean by go?"

But the next moment, he was not the only one who was confused. Everyone who looked over felt as if they had blinked - the two small boats that were still behind the rain and fog the previous moment suddenly disappeared.

It seemed as if it had never appeared before. The water surface was clear and round, and the rain was drifting in the air like silk threads. Uncle San stopped rowing, and the boat was turning slowly. A thin mist was swirling and floating in front of his eyes. There were no carp above the water to breathe, and no wild ducks were flapping their wings. There was only rain, quiet rain.

"Why, why are the reeds growing..." Zhao Bao murmured.

The stems that should have been green and tender in spring have somehow turned hard and dark green, lushly covering the shoreline.

"Cut the rope!" Pei Ye turned his head suddenly.

"What..." Qiu Luo was stunned, and when Pei Ye's gaze fell on him, Xiao Qi had already pulled out a dagger from his waist, raised his hand and threw it, cutting the taut rope that held the meat bait.

Pei Ye heard the black cat's low hiss. The fairy hunter who had been following him secretly suddenly stood up with its fur standing on end.

"Don't move, it doesn't care about you for now." It whispered.

"Uncle San, Uncle San... Don't, don't sail the boat. Why are there so many strange rocks here--" Ermao said in a hoarse voice, but he was soon choked up, because Uncle San was not sailing the boat, and the millstone-like fan-shaped rocks were not stone flakes.

They didn't know when the water became so clear, as if it had been clarified countless times in an instant; and they didn't know when it became so shallow, with huge, light blue, upturned rocks that looked like some special landform, just one or two meters below their boat.

But when it closes it doesn't look like that.

Something huge and silent passed under their boat, but it definitely didn't ignore them as the Black Cat said. It suddenly stopped, and then the long landform paused and began to show some turning arcs.

It's turning its head.

Pei Ye felt that he lost his heartbeat and breathing in an instant...it stared straight at him.

(End of this chapter)