Immortality starts from the Red Mansion

Chapter 130 Along the Qinhuai River

"This woman who comes to see a doctor is not an ordinary woman." Jia Hui opened her eyes and smiled in her heart.

Regardless of whether this woman is a demon or a fairy, judging by her aura, she does not appear to be an evil person. Anyway, it is none of Jia Hui's business.

The old monk Fa Hai will naturally take care of Xu Xian's affairs, but this time he doesn't know who will be pushed under the Leifeng Pagoda.

Without looking at Xu Xian entangled with the two women, Jia Hui turned around and left the security hall.

The matter in Suzhou City is over, and other things are beyond his control.

After getting on the passenger ship, Jia Hui went all the way north, looking at the scenery along the way and feeling good.

In the canal, merchant ships and official ships came and went, and there were also painted boats along the coast, carrying some young ladies, admiring the scenery and talking about romance.

"It's really a crime. People are talking about love there, and I have to run around outside." Jia Hui crossed her legs and sat on the boat.

The ship he was taking now was heading to Jinling, and there were some wealthy businessmen and their families on board.

Those higher-end cabins were all occupied by wealthy people, and Jia Hui, a Taoist priest who looked a little poor, had to sit on the deck.

At this time, on Qibao Mountain not far from Lin'an City, a shadowy figure was sitting in the cave. With the faint flash of spiritual light, the figure of an innocent girl condensed.

As if to celebrate her formation, countless natural lights rose from the mountains, fell on the girl, and turned into a green dress, decorated with cyan branches and leaves and various small flowers.

"Woooo", a pure black leopard ran from outside the mountain and lay in front of the girl.

"Shan Gui, my name is Shan Gui," the girl shouted happily, and then reached out to touch the big leopard.

"Big Cat, are you here to play with me? Just follow me from now on."

The black panther followed the mountain ghost obediently. It could be regarded as the natural companion spirit beast of the mountain ghost like the mountain ghost, and it was much stronger than those ordinary monsters.

"Tuji, you are there, come here quickly," came the clear voice of the girl mountain ghost.

Two jumping little white rabbits ran in from outside the cave and came to the mountain ghost.

"Tuji, do you think I'm pretty now?" Mountain Ghost turned around and said with a smile.

"Mother, have you transformed? You are so beautiful." The two rabbits said human voices.

Mountain Ghost's face was full of pride, "Well, now I have the name of Mountain Ghost given by God, and after I transform, I also have great supernatural powers, which is no worse than the Taoist priest who taught me Taoism.

Rabbit, what's your name? I didn't think of asking you your name before I transformed. "

The two rabbits suddenly transformed into two girls, "Mountain Ghost Lady, my name is Mei Niang" and "My name is Cai Yin."

"Mei Niang, Cai Yin, the name is good, but what's wrong with your face? Forget it, let me help you." The mountain ghost glanced at the two rabbit spirits, waved his hand, and a green light fell on Mei Niang. On the face, the scar disappeared in an instant, and the pretty face returned to new life.

At this time, Mei Niang hadn't paid much attention to her appearance, but she was happy to be able to get rid of the annoying scar.

"You two little rabbits, are you going to follow me from now on?" the mountain ghost asked in a crisp voice.

"We are willing to follow the Mountain Ghost Empress." The two rabbit spirits knelt down and thanked her.

"That King of Golden Cymbals is really cruel. Only by following the empress can we, the sisters, be safe."

The mountain ghost was overjoyed and said, "That King of Golden Cymbals is a bad monster. I have wanted to beat him for a long time.

The Taoist priest once told me to do more meritorious deeds. So getting rid of the evil monsters in Phoenix Mountain can be regarded as a meritorious deed.

Mei Niang, Cai Yin, you have been in the mountains for so long, find those kind-hearted monsters here,"

"I will obey the order of the Mountain Ghost Empress," the two rabbit spirits agreed quickly.

The mountain ghost has strong magic power, his aura is much better than that of the Golden Cymbal Dharma King, and he is accompanied by the spiritual beast Black Panther, so he is definitely a sure winner.

A big battle is about to begin in this mountain range. This is also the first battle for the Mountain Ghost to show off its splendor to the world.

Naturally, Jia Hui didn't know about all these actions of the mountain ghost. He had just arrived in Jinling City.

"On the banks of the Qinhuai River, there are fireworks for ten miles. It is really extraordinary." Jia Hui can see all kinds of exquisite and gorgeous boats, as many as hundreds.

From time to time, a beautiful girl appears on the boat, and the sound of silk and bamboo is endless.

If Jia Hui had just woken up from time travel and faced this, he would probably be drooling with greed. As for now, after years of training in beauty, I can maintain a normal mind, not to mention treating beauty as nothing.

"Li Qingzhao, Master Li, how could these two be born in this era and in this place? It's so unreasonable. It's a bit random!"

After walking around here for a few days, Jia Hui was dumbfounded when he heard these two familiar names.

But then he realized, it’s just a parallel world, why talk so much about it. If Huang Rong comes out, he will be asked to vomit blood.

Li Qingzhao was just sixteen years old at this time, and his song "Ru Meng Ling" had already shocked the entire literary world of the Song Dynasty.

Li Qingzhao had just become famous, and his singing voice was moving. Many famous literary celebrities rushed to write lyrics for the beauty.

"It's a bit outrageous." Jia Hui was shaking his head these days in the tavern.

The feud between the Jin Kingdom and the Song Dynasty has been going on for a long time. The literati here in Jinling don't seem to care about these state affairs at all, and they talk about these romantic affairs all day long.

Jia Hui frowned as he heard this. He came here to accumulate merit, not to look for flowers. However, there was a strange thing that made him somewhat interested. That is the legend here, there is a painting boat, wandering along the Qinhuai River, and few people who go in can come back.

But even so, it still could not stop many romantic literati from having fun on the banks of the Qinhuai River.

Because that weird boat rarely appears, and even if it does go in, as long as you behave like a gentleman, nothing will happen.

There are so many literati in Jinling City, who would admit that he is not a gentleman, so naturally he cannot be afraid.

If anyone dares not go because of fear, then if word spreads, he may not be able to hold his head up.

In Jia Hui's heart, he felt that there must be something wrong with this boat, and he became a little interested in this matter.

Anyway, you can walk at will, and you can stay here for a while. There is always a lot of filth hidden under the prosperous background. In Jia Hui's eyes, many boats are filled with resentment.

"It's not easy to handle. The Qinhuai River is a land of love and romance. I don't know how many crazy men and women have died here.

This resentment has been gathering for hundreds of years, and who knows what big troubles will come in the future, and great terror will be born. "

Jia Hui understands that a large part of the evil ghosts in the world are born from love.

Every year on the boat, new people are replaced by old ones, and the old people's ending is not very good. It is God's blessing to be able to add an honest ordinary person from a good person.

Not to mention that in this huge industry, there are still many women at the bottom who have never been prosperous.

So what if Jia Hui has great powers? In this era, he can still control others from opening a brothel.

Moreover, many people who sell their bodies are operated by family members, or they are forced to do so voluntarily due to family circumstances.

"The saints can't control it, so what else can I do, I can only do my best," Jia Hui said mockingly.

On the banks of the Qinhuai River, there are not only those gorgeous boats, but also some old small boats, which are provided to the poor who have relatively thin pockets or are trying to make themselves fat.

Jia Hui chose a small boat that looked more pleasing to the eye and had almost no resentment, and boarded it.

There didn't seem to be many guests on this small boat. A lady in her thirties or forties was stunned when she saw that it was a young Taoist priest.

These days, there are quite a lot of scholars going on flower boats, but this was the first time I saw a Taoist priest.

But if you have business, you have to do it, otherwise their painting boat will probably be unable to make ends meet.

"Oh, what a handsome little Taoist priest, Xiu Niang, is here to pick up the guests." The middle-aged woman called towards the cabin.

A beautiful woman in her twenties, wearing a light pink dress, opened the door curtain and was stunned when she took a look.

Then I felt a little happy in my heart. Such a handsome Taoist priest seemed to be very kind, so he wouldn't torment people like those reckless men.

"Taoist Priest, please come into the cabin and sit down," the embroiderer said softly and smiled.

"No need, just look at the scenery on the deck." Jia Hui casually took out a silver coin and handed it to the middle-aged woman.

The middle-aged woman was overjoyed. She hadn't met such a wealthy guest for a long time. On a small boat like theirs, just one tael of silver a night was enough.

"Xiu Niang, go and serve tea quickly and do as the Taoist Master orders."

The woman's hands and feet were very nimble, and the boatman also helped move a small table and placed it in front of Jia Hui.

"Taoist Priest, please have tea." The embroiderer made tea for Jia Hui diligently.

Jia Hui smiled and took a sip. The quality of the tea was average. They probably couldn't afford good tea.

"Miss Xiu Niang, I think your business is not very good," Jia Hui asked tentatively.

The embroiderer glanced at the middle-aged woman, forced a smile and said, "It's because my mother is considerate of the slave family and rejected many guests with bad tempers.

The slave family is not very good-looking and not good at playing or singing, so none of the noble guests are willing to come. "

The middle-aged woman's eyes were also moist, "To be honest with the Taoist priest, Xiu Niang and another girl were both raised by me.

I was born in a brothel, but I finally redeemed myself and adopted two girls.

I usually treat them as my daughters, but my family background is not good, and my two daughters don’t even have anyone to propose marriage.

I had no choice but to take out my savings, buy a flower boat, and make a living by selling smiles.

In this way, I have already felt sorry for the embroiderers and the others, but I still have the heart to force them to accept those customers they don't like. "

"Mom, Xiu Niang has never blamed you. If not, my sister and I would have starved to death." Xiu Niang also burst into tears.

Jia Hui felt bad when she saw this. The daughter of a good family was forced to make a living by selling jokes.

"I will charter your flower boat for a while from now on, so you don't have to accept other guests for the time being."

Upon hearing Jia Hui's words, the middle-aged woman and the embroiderer were overjoyed. Now they could live a comfortable life for a few days.

(End of this chapter)