You, a monster, still want to travel to the West?

"?"

……

At the bottom of the river, a white turtle several meters long moved its huge claws, looking at the fishing line that sank to the bottom of the water in front of it. After looking at it for a long time, it found that there was nothing hanging on the end of the line.

Without any hesitation, the white turtle bit the fishing line directly, but to his surprise, even if he used all his strength, he could not move the fishing line at all.

Seeing this, the white turtle had no choice but to give up, but he was unwilling to give up. After a moment's thought, he reached out and grabbed a mandarin fish, which was the fattest and tenderest at the time of the season. With some difficulty, he stretched out his claws to thread the mandarin fish through the line, and then reached out again to tug at the fishing line...

pull!

pull!

brush!

Under the white turtle's overjoyed gaze, the fishing line was suddenly pulled up, and the mandarin fish on the line was directly caught away...

On the riverbank——

Xia Zhiming held a mandarin fish that was over a foot long in his hand and asked the girl with a smile, "Qingxin, do you think my fish is big enough?"

"Zhiming, when did you put out the bait?"

"That's when you wash your feet, of course."

"It's been almost half a day, can a nest last that long?"

"Why not?"

Chapter 69 Selling Fish, Borrowing Fish

The heart is as free as white clouds, and the mind is as flowing as water, going east and west. This is probably what an immortal should be like, right?

I don’t know if it’s right or not, but Xia Zhiming has always done this. Although laziness is actually the main reason, it doesn’t stop him from bragging about himself.

Xiao Qingxin is different. She will do it directly when she thinks of it, just like the bamboo house behind them, just like now——

Xiao Qingxin carefully pinched the bamboo strips and weaved them. A hat flipped in her hands and soon took shape.

After finishing the hat, the girl held it in her arms and looked at it for a few seconds, then turned around and covered Xia Zhiming's head with the hat.

Xia Zhiming slowly took a mandarin fish off the fishing line and threw it into the fish basket. Then he looked down at the girl in his arms and asked with a smile: "Qingxin, why did you think of making a hat for me?"

"Didn't you recite a poem when we first moved in?"

"A lone old man in a straw hat and raincoat, fishing in the snowy river?"

"Well, winter is coming soon."

"What about my raincoat?"

"Hey, I won't give it to you now."

On the river bank, the two of them spent their days leisurely as usual, but as Qingxin said, they had been living by the Tongtian River for half a year, and winter was about to come.

At this moment, in the forest behind him, the sound of light footsteps came one after another, but there was no other sound.

Xia Zhiming and Qing Xin exchanged a glance, then looked towards the direction of the sound. As expected, they saw—

A man dressed in tiger skin and dressed as a hunter led the way, followed by dozens of people, all wearing cloth and carrying bags, including men, women, old and young, who looked like they were fleeing.

Seeing the long river, some people in the crowd quickly cheered, and then rushed straight to the river bank not far from the two of them, and began to drink the river water in big gulps.

Only the hunter-dressed man's eyes lit up when he saw Xia Zhiming. He then walked over quickly and said, "My name is Chen Jinbao. May I ask if you have any fish to sell?"

Xiao Qingxin tilted her head and refused, "I want to release it!"

Xia Zhiming patted Qingxin's head in his arms, then smiled at the hunter and said, "Three hundred coins for one. Do you want a big one or a small one?"

Chen Jinbao felt awkward after hearing Xia Zhiming's words, but he still clasped his fists and said, "Please don't make fun of us, sir. We have traveled across mountains and rivers to escape the war, and we are now hungry. I hope you can help me."

Xia Zhiming just shook his head: "My fish is not ordinary. If you are not willing to offer a price, I can't sell it to you."

Chen Jinbao was stunned for a moment, then asked, "What's so unusual?"

Xia Zhiming smiled and said, "The fish in my fish guard are both big and small. If an ordinary person eats one of the big ones, they will not be hungry for a hundred days. If an ordinary person eats one of the small ones, they will strengthen their body and prolong their life. They are guaranteed to live a hundred years."

Chen Jinbao was a little skeptical when he heard this. He looked at the exquisite Taoist robes of Xia Zhiming and Qing Xin, thought for a moment, and then asked again:

"Sir, you two are dressed elegantly, so you must be from wealthy families. But you don't know how difficult it is for us mountain folk to pay this money."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Jinbao found that the two people in front of him shook their heads and sighed, and no longer paid attention to him.

Seeing this, Chen Jinbao was immediately furious, but seeing that the two men had extraordinary demeanor, he did not dare to be too rude. He could only stomp his feet in hatred and turn back to the crowd.

Not far away, the refugees looked at the hunter's return with puzzled eyes. One old man, seeing him return empty-handed, swallowed his saliva and asked, "Jin Bao, does the fisherman have any fish to sell?"

Chen Jinbao waved his hands angrily and said, "Father, that fisherman is making fun of us!"

The old man asked again: "What?"

Chen Jinbao answered truthfully, "The fisherman said that his fish cost three hundred coins each, and they came in different sizes. One bite of the big ones would keep you full for a hundred days, and one bite of the small ones would make you live a hundred years. How could this not be a joke for us?"

The refugees around all sighed when they heard this. Knowing that the other party was deliberately making things difficult for them, they all sat down on the river bank and said no more.

Only the old man pondered for a moment, then looked at the two people wearing exquisite Taoist robes not far away. After a flicker in his eyes, he said, "You should rest for a while. I will go ask that gentleman again."

As he spoke, the old man left the others and came to Xia Zhiming's side. He looked him over carefully and immediately had a clue in his mind. Then he bowed and said, "My humble name is Chen Chen. Taoist priest, we don't have the money. Can you lend me this fish on credit?"

On the riverbank, Xia Zhiming placed the fishing rod in Qingxin's hand and said with a smile, "If you want to borrow on credit, the price of this fish will have to be adjusted. Is that acceptable to you, old gentleman?"

"Appreciate further details."

"There is reincarnation in the underworld. I, a fish, have relieved your hunger. When I am reincarnated in the future, I will definitely be born into your group, but I don't know when that will be."

"Master, if you have any instructions, we will definitely follow them."

Xia Zhiming smiled and said, "It's not really a teaching, but from now on, you must protect your children for generations to come and not abandon them. Is that possible?"

Chen Chen was overjoyed upon hearing this, and then he nodded and said, "The people of Chenjia Village will definitely carve a stone to commemorate this. Please, Taoist priest, relieve our hunger!"

Hearing this, Xia Zhiming nodded, but just turned back to look at the fishing line in the river and did not make any other movements.

Chen Chen was puzzled for a moment and was about to speak when he suddenly saw a one-meter-long alligator fish jump out from the fishing net. It made a crisp sound on the sand, and then its eyes darkened and it lost its voice.

……

That night--

Xia Zhiming threw the fishing rod aside, picked up Xiao Qingxin in his arms and went straight back to the bamboo house.

On the river bank, the fleeing villagers gathered around a campfire, munching on the fish they had been given.

After eating and drinking, Chen Jinbao turned to Chen Chen, who was resting nearby, and asked, "Father, I feel full after eating this fish. I think the fisherman was talking nonsense. Why did you come here?"

Chen Chen shook his head and said, "Borrowed it."

The villagers around were shocked when they heard this: "Village Chief, how can we afford it?"

Chen Chen did not keep anyone in suspense and smiled as he told the story of his conversation with Xia Zhiming by the river, which soon caused everyone to exclaim in surprise.

After hearing this, Chen Jinbao said, "These conditions are really generous. I think he is a Taoist priest with great experience. I wonder if it is true that the little fish can make you live a hundred years longer after eating it."

The villagers around them were talking about this, and at this moment, a kind-hearted man stood up and said excitedly: "I saw that the Taoist priest didn't collect any fish when he left. Why not go and borrow a few more?"

As he said that, the man ran directly towards the fish guard on the river bank. By the campfire, the villagers looked at the village chief when they heard what the man said, but they saw that the old village chief just shook his head.

The villagers were puzzled. Some of them had flickering eyes, as if ready to make a move. However, soon, a scream was heard not far away.

"Ah! Stop it! Stop it! I won't lend it to you! I won't lend it to you!"

The villagers were shocked and turned around to look, only to find that not far away, next to the fishing guard, countless fish of all sizes jumped out of the water, swinging their tails and slapping the man who stole the fish, causing him to fall to the ground and beg for mercy.

……

Inside the bamboo house, Xia Zhiming transformed back into a snake and wrapped himself around the girl's shoulders. Suddenly, Qingxin asked, "Zhiming, will that fish really be reborn?"

"Actually, I was just fooling them. How about you call a ghost messenger over to ask them?"

"Imperial decree! The Ox-Headed and Horse-Faced Guards are here to see you!"

"No, you really are!"

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Chapter 70 Cold, Warm, Cold, Warm,

Exorcism is a simple and useful spell.

At least in the eyes of Xia Zhiming and Qing Xin, this spell is very convenient for finding someone to help with small things or asking for directions.

In the bamboo house, Xiao Qingxin sat on the edge of the bed with golden light shining on her fingertips. She uttered an order and directly detained the ghost messenger from the underworld. In the girl's arms, Xia Zhiming poked his head out, thought for a moment, and then said nothing.

Before the man and the snake, the Bull-Headed and Horse-Faced Demons appeared and bowed respectfully, asking, "Why did the Immortal summon us?"

Xiao Qingxin asked in return: "Where will our fish be reincarnated?"

The two ghost messengers looked at each other in confusion, then asked in detail. After they understood the situation, they said with a smile: "My lord, we are only responsible for arresting souls. We have thousands of ghost messengers under our command. Reincarnation is not our responsibility."

"Who's in charge then?"

"Of course it's the Judge and the King of Hell."

Xiao Qing was suddenly a little embarrassed: "But, I don't think I can arrest the King of Hell and the Judge. How about I give it a try..."

"No! No! No!" The Bull-Headed and Horse-Faced Demon hurriedly waved their hands and exclaimed, then said urgently: "Don't worry, little immortal, why not wait until we return and let the Immortal take care of it. We will definitely let the fish be reborn well!"

"Really?"

"Really, really, don't worry, Immortal!"

"You are such nice people."

"He's a good man! He's a good man!"

"Can you guys go back now? I want to go to bed."

"Let's go! Let's go!"

Under Xia Zhiming's speechless gaze, the two ghost messengers wiped the sweat from their foreheads and quickly turned into wisps of smoke and disappeared into the bamboo house.

At this time, Qing Xin lowered his head and looked at the white snake, and asked in confusion: "Zhi Ming, why are they afraid of me arresting the King of Hell?"

"Because it costs me my head."

"But I obviously can't restrain him."

"Even if you don't arrest him, you'll lose your head."

"Is the ghost afraid of turning around?"

"Of course!"

While chatting, Xiao Qingxin naturally took off her shoes and socks, tapped the white snake's head with her fingertips, and waited until he shrank back into her arms before she got into the bed.

After a long moment, Xiao Qingxin suddenly pinched the white snake's tail in her arms and asked, "Zhiming, why haven't you been in my dreams lately?"

"Didn't you say you would take me out to play?"

"Aren't you worried it will affect your practice?"

"Right now, it's actually better to absorb your spiritual energy."

"Zhiming, it's itchy~"

“I haven’t even bitten it!”

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The next day, early morning—