My enemies became my companions

Chapter 162 Adventure with Him
Dayu has always had many waterways, and the capital must be even more so. The big river is pressing on the surface of the land, and the river water is calm. In the early morning, you can see ferries coming and going.

Normally, there would not be so many ferries coming and going, but the legend of Zen Master Wuxiang's robes became more and more popular, and suddenly a lot of people gathered in the Huan Sect. There were so many people coming and going that the ferries never stopped going back and forth on the entire river.

Chen Yi wore a conical hat, a sword on his back and a knife on his waist, and was dressed in black. There were many people in the martial arts world who dressed like this. If there was no acquaintance, no one would be able to recognize his identity.

Yin Tingxue had her hair tied up in a bun, her hand held by Chen Yi. She watched a ferry slowly approaching, feeling uneasy.

Since being taken as a concubine, she had been staying at home alone most of the time. She would order tea and wait for Chen Yi to come back every night. This was the first time she went on an adventure with Chen Yi, so she couldn't help feeling nervous.

The ferry is blue-gray in color overall, not brightly colored, but the decoration is quite exquisite. There are rooms on the boat that look like painted boats, with red lanterns hanging on the eaves.

"Boatman, do you want to do business?"

"Sir, do you want to cross the river? Do you want to wait for someone or charter a boat?" the old boatman stood up and asked.

"Charter a boat."

"Okay, the wind is favorable, and we'll reach the other side in a short while. I'll charge you one tael of silver. There are so many customers these days, so I'll give you a fair price."

The old boatman rubbed his hands and said.

"Then let's charter a boat. This boat is very nice."

Chen Yi and Yin Tingxue boarded the passenger ship together.

"That's right," the old boatman replied, and then he called to the young man on the ferry: "Son, there's a guest, hurry up!"

The young man seemed to be the old boatman's son. He responded from a distance and ran onto the boat.

"My son used to work for Lord Lin. A few days ago, he saved the young master from a vicious dog, so the Lord rewarded him with this boat." The old boatman greeted Chen Yi enthusiastically, "This is for the winter, so the Lord rewarded my son to come and play with me for a few days."

"Mr. Lin"

Chen Yi pondered over this surname and asked:

"Which Mr. Lin?"

"Oh, of course it's not the damn Lin party. Now they have changed their surname to Cui, Cui Bu, a doctor in the Ministry of Personnel." said the old boatman.

Chen Yi naturally recognized that this was the Lin family’s young lady’s hometown.

After exchanging pleasantries with the old boatman, Chen Yi walked to the bow of the boat. Yin Tingxue sat in front of the cabin door with her legs stretched toward the bow.

The wind and waves were not strong, and Yin Tingxue felt a little swaying. After hesitating, she still grabbed Chen Yi's clothes.

Chen Yi noticed it and grabbed her hand.

Yin Tingxue couldn't break free and glanced at Chen Yi. The latter just looked at the river and had no intention of letting go, so the little fox stopped struggling.

Soon the wind started to blow and the boat was already sailing. As the old boatman said, the wind was very favorable these days and the boatman and his son did not need to row.

The boat shook even more after the wind started. Yin Tingxue, who seldom went out, had never seen such a scene before. After the novelty, she felt a little scared and held the crossbar tightly with her other hand.

The blue-white sun was across the sky, and the few black dots in the distance were fishing boats, all floating on the sparkling river. Chen Yi saw that she was afraid, so he took her arm instead.

Chen Yi stared at the hillside on the opposite bank. There was a faint white color visible. That was the mountain gate of the Hehuan Sect. He couldn't help but think about it.

The Princess of Xiang died after taking the Flesh Relic Soup. Since the people in the Demon Cult knew this, does that mean that the Prince of Xiang told the Demon Cult about it? If so, does it also mean that the Prince of Xiang knew about the Princess's death from the beginning to the end?
Thinking of this, Chen Yi couldn't help turning around and asking:

"Little fox, does your father know...how your mother died?"

"I don't know either...but it seems that my father has sent away all the doctors from that time."

Yin Tingxue said, then paused and continued:
"My father and I were already... estranged when my mother was still alive."

The speaker may not mean it, but the listener may take it seriously. Does Yin Tingxue's words mean that the King of Xiang had already colluded with the Demon Cult at that time and knew that Yin Tingxue was the Saint of the Demon Cult? It is not the rumor that after the death of the princess, the deeply in love King of Xiang converted to the Demon Cult out of despair. It is very likely.

To further infer, based on the connection between the Demon Cult, the Hehuan Sect, and the Flesh Relic Soup, it is possible that the princess did not necessarily have an affair with the Demon Cult, but at least she was aware of it.

Could it be that Princess Xiang is a follower of the evil cult, hoping that the Ming Zun will be born?

Thinking of this, Chen Yi couldn't help but shudder.

In particular, Zhou Yitong noticed something strange about the Yintai Temple and recognized signs of the evil cult's spirit writing technique.

The wind stopped after a short while and the boat slowed down. Chen Yi looked into the distance and suddenly saw a large ship.

On the big ship, swords and sabers flashed and blood was everywhere.

I saw one person after another being knocked down, the river water stained with blood, and a person jumped up from the water and then jumped off the boat, coming and going freely.

"The fight started before we even reached the other side..."

Chen Yi muttered something, and then he saw Yin Tingxue's pretty face turn pale.

"Don't be afraid, it's okay, I'm here."

Chen Yi gently clenched Yin Tingxue's small hand.

The girl leaned slightly towards him, an unconscious dependence that even she herself was unaware of.

Chen Yi had complicated thoughts.

On the big ship, green and yellow colors intertwined, and bright red blood burst out from time to time.

Amidst the numerous sword shadows and knife lights, Chen Yi saw a white-bearded monk with tattered clothes, a gourd hanging from his waist and no hair wandering among the masters. The crutch in his hand seemed to be moving around randomly, but when he made a move, he tore through the strong wind. His footsteps seemed chaotic, but in fact they were ethereal. He recited the sutras for the salvation of the dead, while using the crutch in his hand to save others.

The shadows of staffs were crisscrossing back and forth in the sky, and the buzzing sound made the whole ship shake.

Just by looking at him, Chen Yi judged that he was at the fourth or fifth level and was an extraordinary person.

"Hey, sir, I caught a fish. Do you want to take a look? We'll have fish soup for lunch."

Chen Yi pulled Yin Tingxue back to the cabin. Soon the old boatman came in with a twelve-inch long grass carp in his hand.

The grass carp lay motionless in his hands, as if it was asleep.

Yin Tingxue looked at the grass carp curiously, but found that Chen Yi neither spoke nor moved. She couldn't help wondering, what was he waiting for?

"Sir, if everything is alright, we will eat this grass carp later."

The old boatman scratched his head in a naive manner.

Chen Yi walked over step by step, and the next second, the knife at his waist suddenly came out of its sheath.

Yin Tingxue was stunned for a moment, only to see the old boatman quickly retreat, let go of the grass carp, and narrowly avoid the knife. However, the grass carp was cut in two in mid-air, and there was a loud bang of metal colliding.

"This grass carp is no more than twelve inches long."

Chen Yi kicked the grass carp on the ground, and a ten-inch dagger broke into two pieces emerged from it.

"Why is this thorn so big?"

On the calm river, the small boat was suddenly surrounded by danger.

Yin Tingxue's pretty face turned pale. The boat curtain behind her fluttered in the wind and then tore apart. The "boatman's son" stabbed her from behind with a sword, wanting to take her life!

Kill both of them on the boat!
(End of this chapter)