One Qi Chaoyang

Chapter 29: Observation

The archer had been practicing archery since he was young and was the best hunter among the younger generation in the mountains.

His eyes seemed to have a different look under the light of the fire.

He did not immediately catch the arrow, but said: "That night, I was also outside the yard. Yin Wushou is my third uncle. When he entered your yard, he told me not to move. I saw my third uncle's corpse being burned under your flames, but you did not kill my third uncle, so I did not shoot the arrow."

Zhao Fuyun knew who he was talking about. The man who drove the corpse puppet to break in did not come in at first, but came in later. He burned the corpse puppet with fire, but he should have been injured by the impact, but he retreated when Zhao Fuyun was unable to pay attention.

The young man was obviously very confident in his arrows. Zhao Fuyun also saw the arrow he shot before, which was indeed shot very far and accurately. The wind on the river did not even blow the arrow off course.

Zhao Fuyun knew why he said that, because many people felt that those who practiced the law were afraid of people getting close to them, afraid of sudden attacks from people with swords and knives, and also afraid of being shot by powerful bows and crossbows from a distance.

To be honest, some are afraid and some are not.

In the eyes of the other party, Zhao Fuyun would of course be afraid, because these local monks who could control ghosts, drive away corpses, and drive away insects were all afraid of his bow. He had shot and killed several people from a hundred steps away with his bow and arrow.

Don't worry about their ghosts, zombies, and insects, just focus on their people and shoot them.

So he thought that he was actually a threat to Zhao Fuyun. Even though the disciples of Tiandu Mountain were different from the local cultivators, if he took action, it would definitely be a threat to Zhao Fuyun.

However, he didn't know that although they were both in the Qi training stage, there were huge differences between them. They entered the door of practice through other means, while Zhao Fuyun gained magic power through self-cultivation and condensing the essence, energy and spirit in his body.

After cultivating magical powers, he continued to refine them day and night until he reached the mysterious light. After he was able to drive away objects, he practiced various spellcasting techniques. His long-range crossbow was no longer a big threat to Zhao Fuyun.

If an arrow is shot, it will be caught by his magic power.

The Eighteen Yin-Yang Exercises he practiced every day were to constantly twist his magic power and tighten the void.

"Thank you for your help, brother." Zhao Fuyun said with a smile and handed over the arrow in his hand.

There's no need to tell anyone that even if you shoot arrows, it's useless to me.

Zhao Fuyun has always felt that there is no need to engage in meaningless verbal disputes with others. People from different classes and different growing environments have different cognitions. What you think makes sense may not be considered reasonable by others, and what you think is natural may not be considered so by others.

There is no right or wrong, because what you think is dispensable may be the basis of three meals a day for others.

Of course, this man said this, obviously he wanted to gain Zhao Fuyun's approval, so when Zhao Fuyun thanked him, he smiled, and happily took the arrow and said: "Master, please look at my archery skills!"

After Zhao Fuyun nodded with a smile, he seemed to have received some kind of recognition, so he immediately stood still, took a deep breath, raised his bow, put the arrow on it, and pulled the bow. At this moment, he felt that he was in an extremely good condition and loosened the string.

The arrow flew out, and everyone saw a beam of fire piercing into the darkness. The wind and fog on the river seemed to be pierced by the arrow, causing friction to produce a flame.

In everyone's eyes, they only saw a flash of fire like a thread, piercing through the void, and in the blink of an eye it had already penetrated into the cabin.

Snapped!
Everyone seemed to hear an invisible explosion.

The 'Li He' in the cabin vomited a mouthful of muddy water towards the arrow light, but the arrow pierced through the muddy water and shot directly into 'Li He's' chest. Flames surged, as if a spark fell into oil and instantly burned.

In the flames, everyone saw that Li He's body was trembling and he was crawling towards the outside of the boat, as if he wanted to crawl into the water. The other toads, shrimps, crabs and the like on the boat scattered everywhere. Some of those affected by the flames seemed to be hurt and died twitching.

At this moment, all the people by the river who looked strange showed expressions of surprise.

They raise ghosts, feed insects, and enslave corpses. No matter how ferocious they are on land, they are always powerless against the things in the water.

Moreover, they discovered that Zhao Fuyun only cast a spell on the arrow shaft and gave them, a mere archer, such power. They were suddenly terrified because they felt that they were not as good as the things on the boat.

Li He on the boat did not climb into the water after all, but stopped moving outside the cabin, drifting downstream with the waves.

The people on the shore saw that the arrow shot the "Lihe" in the boat to death, and then the boat floated down normally, and they all shouted happily, and the gongs and drums were loud. Zhao Fuyun also stared at the river. He felt that the river was gloomy and terrible, as if there was a pair of eyes in the water watching the people on the shore.

The elders in the major ancestral halls looked at the situation in the river. Some applauded, while others had worry in their eyes, but no one said anything bad.

There is another person who thanks Zhao Fuyun.

"Thank you, Instructor Zhao, for getting rid of the nightmare ghost in the river for our Wuze County." said an old man.

Zhao Fuyun smiled and said, "As a teacher, I have the responsibility to guard the area. It is only natural for me to clear the nightmare ghosts in the river."

The other old men remained silent, but no one knew what they were thinking.

Zhao Fuyun didn't care, because he knew the awkwardness in these people's hearts. He was even very clear that the hostility in these people's hearts was only because they could do nothing about him. In a small sense, they could not beat him. In a big sense, he represented the Great Zhou Kingdom.

Among them, anyone who dared to get angry died.

Some things can only be resolved after a group of people die, but no matter what they feel in their hearts, they can only "complain" and cannot change anything.

Everyone slowly dispersed. It was already dawn and Zhao Fuyun had returned long ago.

He sat in the yard and kept hearing the sound of people coming back. It seemed that everyone was used to it. Zhao Fuyun didn't know what it was like in previous years, so he didn't say anything.

On the second day, he came to the Chijun Temple by the river alone. There were already people fishing in the river.

I happened to meet a man, so I asked him if he was not afraid of the nightmare ghosts in the river. The man said, "The nightmare ghosts were killed by you last night. There will be no big ghosts for at least a year. As for the other small ghosts, we also raise ghosts and insects ourselves. We can always deal with them if we are careful."

Zhao Fuyun didn't say anything. He came to the Chijun Temple and took a look. Then he asked the person who had just spoken to him to drive the boat and take him upstream. The man readily agreed.

"I don't know the boatman's name, but have you grown up here?" Zhao Fuyun asked the young man rowing the boat.

Going to a place and becoming familiar with the local climate and soil is an important part of the altar method.

"My name is Li Shuiyun, and my wife once had the honor of selling two lanterns to you, sir." said the young man.

"Oh, what a coincidence." Zhao Fuyun was a little surprised.

"This is the first time you have seen me, sir. However, I have seen you several times when I was on the river. I grew up in this foggy swamp. My father taught me to fish since I was young. It can be said that I have grown up half of my life on this foggy river." Li Shuiyun said while steering the boat.

"Then do you know the origin of this foggy river?" Zhao Fuyun asked.

Zhao Fuyun stood at the bow while the young man rowed at the stern. After hearing Zhao Fuyun's question, he thought for a moment and said, "The Wu River has a long history. It existed before Wuze County. My father once said that there is a palace of the Dragon King under this river. Some people also say that the palace in the sky is reflected in the river."

"It is said that it appeared once and attracted many immortals to investigate, but none of them found it, so some people said it was just a mirage." Li Shuiyun said while rowing.

Zhao Fuyun asked: "Do you know when that time happened?"

"It is said that it happened when my grandfather was a child." Li Shuiyun said with a look of nostalgia.

"Many people come here, but can anyone tell me why the yin energy is so strong in this section of the river?" Zhao Fuyun asked.

"It seems that someone has said that there is a tomb of the Ghost King in this mountain. Others also said that the whole river was formed because a Yin Ming snake fell and died here. The Yin energy in its body penetrated into the earth, causing the river water to become gloomy and breeding Yin ghosts." Li Shuiyun said.

　There will be another update in the early morning.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)