Knife splashing

Chapter 433 Fengdu Ghost Rain
The cargo ship slowly moved up the river.

It was already past dusk. The autumn rain was falling heavily, spreading across the river surface, creating ripples. The green mountains, river water, rain and fog seemed to merge into one, and a deep chill was suddenly apparent.

You can see it by the Fengdu River.

In the rain, the scene of the dock was vague, with bustling voices, dim lights and a hazy atmosphere.

Perhaps it was because Fengdu was famous, and the sky was dark and foggy, so everyone felt like they were on a boat into the underworld.

Sharifi smacked his lips and said, "Brother Yan, why don't we leave overnight? This place makes me feel so creepy."

Li Yan pondered for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay."

The gathering of the Fengdu living ghost messengers will be in the first month of the year, which is still a long time away. It would be better to finish the mission first and then go to Mount Qingcheng.

I also checked out the matter of the Dragon Girl.

He dared not neglect the entrustment of the gods.

Just then, a small boat came from the river.

The small boat was an eight-oared boat commonly seen in Shu. It had a mast instead of a rudder at the stern, a round belly, and narrow and pointed bows and sterns. Eight people rowed the boat and one man manned the mast.

This type of ship is the most numerous and we saw quite a few along the way.

But when the other party gradually approached, Li Yan's face suddenly changed, and he whispered: "Stop the boat, be careful!"

The letter in my arms suddenly felt as cold as ice.

This kind of performance was mentioned in Liu Gang's booklet.

There is a mission to get a fever.

When Gou Die felt cold, he met a fellow traveler!
I saw an old man sitting cross-legged on the deck of the boat opposite. He was wearing a straw raincoat and a bamboo hat, holding a clapper in each hand.

This clapperboard is somewhat special. It consists of three bamboo boards, which glow with the luster of colored glaze, like topaz, and have two copper coins inlaid in the middle.

He shook his wrists and tried all kinds of tricks.

Wang Daoxuan's expression also changed slightly after hearing this. "This is the money board from Shu. He used the money of warding off evil in it. It is a magic weapon!"

Even without the Taoist saying anything, everyone had already felt it.

The sound of the allegro was so clear that it seemed to echo in their minds.

At the same time, the old man also sang in a hoarse voice:

"Everyone who comes from afar is a guest, please listen to me. Today, I am here to give you advice. Do more good deeds in life, and you will be blessed with wealth, longevity and happiness..."

Tap, click, click!

"I advise people not to do evil, for evil deeds will bring disaster upon themselves. The net of heaven is vast and nothing can escape it. Good deeds and evil deeds will be rewarded in the end..."

A song of exhortation to do good?
The person who comes has bad intentions...

Li Yan narrowed his eyes, took two steps forward, lifted up his clothes, put one foot on the edge of the boat, and looked down from above.

"Senior, only evil people need to be persuaded to do good. Do you think I am an evil person or a good person?"

The allegro stopped abruptly and the boat stopped.

"Right and wrong, good and evil, are in the heart of man..."

As the old man spoke, he raised his head.

Under the bamboo hat is an old face with wrinkles like tree rings, thin skin and bones, and drooping mouth corners. Judging from his appearance, he is a stubborn person.

The strangest thing was his eyes.

The left eye is pure black without a pupil, and has a faint light.

"Ghost pupil."

Wang Daoxuan saw this and said in a deep voice: "Being possessed by a ghost or practicing the method of ghosts will cause this kind of eyes..."

Before he finished speaking, the old man slowly stood up and said in a hoarse voice: "Young man, do you know that you have made a big mistake?"

Li Yan sneered, "Tell me about it."

Seeing him like this, the old man did not get angry and said patiently: "Generally speaking, there are two rules for living ghost messengers."

"First, we need to hide our identity."

"Not everyone is like you, proficient in Kung Fu techniques. Many of your peers are even ordinary people. You are unscrupulous and awe-inspiring, but their situation is becoming more and more difficult."

"The second is the agreement at that time."

"Although the Hidden Immortals and Mountain Immortals are afraid of us, they can also command their disciples or hire experts to kill us. So some rules cannot be broken. If you break them, you will become an enemy of everyone."

"For the first one, I can say that ignorance is not a crime, but what you did in Wushan has put us in danger."

"Indeed."

Li Yan nodded in acknowledgment and said frankly: "What the senior said is all correct, except for one thing he missed."

"Oh…"

The old man asked, "Which point?"

A murderous look rose in Li Yan's eyes.

"Right and wrong, good and evil!"

"They want to harm people. I don't like it and I'm going to step on them. This is my rule. All other rules in the world have to take a back seat!"

"If you don't talk about right and wrong, how can you dare to talk to me about good and evil?"

"Grandpa."

Suddenly, a childish voice came from the cabin, "I think what the elder brother said is right. We can't just watch them do evil."

"Poor kid, you don't understand."

The old man sighed, turned his head and said, "You are still young, Grandpa can't protect you for long. You are still young, he broke the rules, and you will be the ones who will suffer in the future."

Li Yan chuckled, "After all this talk, you're still not the real boss. If we want to talk about the rules, it's not your turn, right?"

The old man was not angry either, and said calmly: "You came to Shu this time at the invitation of Wu Qu, so you should be able to guess who we are."

The Guardian...

Li Yan immediately understood what the old man meant.

Ever since he was hunted down by the Hidden Immortal and the Mountain Immortal, the Living Yinchai has learned his lesson and has since recruited some masters to keep each other warm.

The ability of the living ghost messenger and the martial arts of the master are a perfect match made in heaven, and they have gradually gained a foothold since then.

For example, when those masters find some old monsters entrenched but cannot defeat them, they will use the Gang Order to summon the Yin soldiers, and then the proceeds will be divided equally between the two.

For example, if some powerful resurrected people cannot defeat the living ghosts after taking on the task, these masters will make the plan.

At this point, the organization has grown larger and larger.

It seems that Wu Qu’s intention has spread throughout China.

Seeing the night getting darker, Li Yan said calmly, "I don't want to waste time. What do you want to do? Draw a path."

He originally came here to rely on the power of this organization.

Unexpectedly, I had committed a taboo before even attending the party.

The old man said in a deep voice: "We have a bigger rule, which is not to harm each other, so I am just following orders to pass on the message."

As he spoke, he turned his head and looked towards the north bank, and said in a deep voice, "This famous mountain is a blessed place, but only lay Buddhists and Taoists have built temples and monasteries there, and no one from the Xuanmen sect has stationed there. Do you know why?"

Li Yan said truthfully: "I don't know."

The old man sighed, "As long as they stay on famous mountains, the people of Xuanmen will often be distracted when they meditate, and it is difficult to make any progress. That's why even the Qingniu Temple of Emei only practices in Qingniu Mountain in the east of the city."

"Especially the living ghost messenger, holding the hook, can see some things in the netherworld, so it is also the holy place of the organization."

"If you can stay in the mountains for one night, this matter will be over. You will have passed the test and can directly join the organization."

"If you leave, we will not stop you, but we will declare from now on that you, a living ghost messenger, are no longer protected by the agreement."

"It's your choice how to go."

Li Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, "What do you mean, sir?"

The old man said calmly: "I suggest you go, the farther the better. I have seen many young people like you, and they have always been trouble."

"You are quite honest, old man."

Li Yan sneered and hesitated. He came to the party just to get more knowledge about the living ghost messenger from the other party, but this organization has so many rules that he already has some objections from the bottom of his heart.

The only thing is that this agreement is a bit troublesome.

He didn't care, but he had a bunch of companions around him, and he would have to go to those famous mountains and rivers to practice in the future.

Apart from anything else, if any hidden immortal interfered and asked his disciples to cause trouble for him, it would be a big problem...

"My friend, you must go up the mountain."

Suddenly, an old voice came from behind.

It was the old woman Bai Huan who came out of the cabin with an ugly look on her face. She said, "I'm sorry that you have been wronged because of my affairs."

"But you can't lose this agreement. At least until you grow up, you have to be protected by it. Otherwise, you will have trouble moving forward."

"You are on good terms with the Taixuan Orthodox Sect, and some of its sects are at odds with it. Add to that your identity as a living ghost messenger, and attacks will follow one after another."

Li Yan hesitated for a moment, "But you guys."

"rest assured."

The old woman Bai Huan walked up to the bow and looked at the old man below, "Daoist friend Wei Wuchang, are you in Fengdu City now?"

When the old man heard this, his expression suddenly became solemn, "Elder Wei is not in the city, do you have any old relationship with him?"

The old lady Bai Huan nodded and said, "If Fellow Daoist Wei were here, I wouldn't have to bother you to involve him in this matter."

As he spoke, he took out a token from his bosom, "Fellow Daoist Wei gave me this thing back then, saying that as long as I enter Fengdu City, I will be protected. I wonder if this counts?"

When the old man saw this, his pupils shrank immediately, and he bowed respectfully and said, "Since you have such an order, I will obey it."

"But this order only has one chance. Are you sure?"

The old woman Bai Huan didn't say anything and just threw the token out.

The old man took it, checked it, and said loudly: "You can go to Fengdu. No matter how long you stay, you will be protected."

"But if we leave, life and death will have nothing to do with us."

"And you, if you want to go to the famous mountain, you can go to the riverside, and I will lead you up the mountain..."

After saying that, he raised his hand slightly, signaling them to go to Fengdu.

Li Yan looked at Bai Huan and saw him nod, then he turned to "Clipper Zhang" and said, "Senior Zhang, let's go ashore first."

"Turn around and get to the dock!"

At a command from "Clipper Zhang", the huge cargo ship slowly turned and headed towards the Fengdu County wharf.

When the boat could no longer be seen behind them, the old woman Bai Huan said, "My friend, you are worried because you are afraid that the earthly immortals will stop you and retaliate. Now that you have come to Fengdu, you don't have to worry."

"This token was given to me by Fellow Daoist Wei. Unfortunately, I only have one chance to use it."

"That's easy."

Sha Lifei said, "We will go to Fengdu and stay there for 17 or 18 years. Those Wushan cultivators will just be left staring at us helplessly."

The old lady Bai Huan shook her head and said, "It's not that simple."

"This place in Fengdu is special. There is the Qingniu Temple in the east and the Samsara Temple in the west. Although it is a famous mountain and one cannot stand here, both Buddhism and Taoism attach great importance to it and have built secular temples here. People who live in the underworld also regard this place as a holy place."

"We are monks after all. We may seem to be fine, but in fact we have nowhere to stay. I am old and cannot protect them for long."

"But Qingcheng Mountain is different. I have already made an agreement with Queen Mother Palace. It is a Kundao Temple, a female Taoist temple. All disciples will be its disciples. There will be a future there."

"I see…"

Li Yan nodded and said nothing more.

Not long after, the cargo ship slowly approached the shore.

But on the pier, many people were walking with straw raincoats and hats or holding umbrellas. The county town was not big and more like a larger town.

"Boss, is there any work?"

As soon as the boat docked, two dock porters came running over. Their clothes were ragged and patched, and they looked like ordinary people.

"No, I'll just stay for one night and then leave."

"Clipper Zhang" bowed and sent these people away.

Sharifei looked around in confusion, "Where are those living ghost messengers? If they are here to protect us, why is there no one to lead the way?"

"The Huo Yincha organization is different from a religious sect."

The old lady Bai Huan shook her head and said, "They don't have a headquarters, no public address, and everyone is hiding in the dark. You don't know who their people are in the city."

"Go ashore and find an inn to stay in. I'll use the token and their people will protect me in secret."

After hearing this, everyone immediately packed their luggage and went ashore.

No one doubted the ability of the Living Yincha Organization. After all, they had all seen the power of Li Yan's underworld troops.

Not many, just two or three people, consuming the Gangling at the same time to summon the underworld soldiers. Anyone who sees them will have to stay away.

As we entered the city, the rain was still falling.

The city of Fengdu is very old, with the same stepped dock. There are both stilt houses and ordinary houses built against the mountain, lined up one after another.

The rain, fog, lanterns and the old town add a bit of eerie atmosphere.

It was already night, and most of the people in the city kept their doors and windows closed. The city gate was near the dock, only two meters high, with mottled bluestone, damp river fog, and moss all over the city.

The soldiers guarding the city seemed to have received the news long ago. When they saw them, they ignored them and just yawned.

"Sir, is there an inn in the city?"

"There is a Wangxiang Tower in the east of the city."

After Sharifei stepped forward to ask, everyone entered the city, passed through two streets and alleys, and immediately saw an inn.

Wangxiang Tower.

The name is nice, but it's actually just an ordinary inn.

It was late at night and there were only a few merchants in the inn, all of them ordinary people. When they saw them, they all turned their heads away, not wanting to cause trouble.

After Li Yan's investigation, he felt completely relieved.

There were no signs of magic in the inn, but his warrant was always cold, indicating that there were living ghosts guarding nearby.

It seems that this token is still useful.

After everyone was settled in, Li Yan packed up the magic tools one by one and said in a deep voice: "You stay here for one night, I will be back tomorrow."

"Brother Yan, please be careful."

Wang Daoxuan and others all looked worried.

"rest assured."

Li Yan looked out the window and saw that the autumn rain was continuous and showed no sign of stopping. He smiled softly and said, "The weather is on my side tonight. If something goes wrong, I will use the escape technique to leave."

After that, he bowed to everyone, quickly left the inn, and disappeared in the night wind and rain...

When we arrived at the dock, the old man’s cargo ship was indeed waiting there.

Li Yan didn't waste any time and jumped onto the boat.

"sail!"

The old man glanced at him coldly and gave the order in a deep voice.

The boatman immediately rowed the oars, and with the sails flapping, they quickly left Fengdu County and headed towards the north bank.

It is a famous mountain and also the gate of hell in Fengdu.

Li Yan stood on the deck and glanced into the cabin calmly, only to see a thin-faced, sallow-skinned young man curled up in a quilt, looking at him curiously.

There was a strong smell of medicine in the cabin.

"Poor kid, don't talk to strangers."

The old man with ghost eyes snorted coldly, with a bad look on his face.

Li Yan sighed in his heart, stopped looking at the child, and looked at the old man, his tone was much kinder.

"Senior, I want to ask you something. Do you know anything about 'Yin Changsheng'?"

　The second update will be in the evening
　　
　
(End of this chapter)