Immortality: Start Cultivating Immortality From Pingshan Mountain Chapter 95

Chapter 95 The Mysterious Snake God of Fuxian Lake

 A low voice came.

Chen Yulou turned around subconsciously, glanced at Partridge Whistle, and then nodded calmly.

 There are a lot of people talking now.

 This is not the place to talk.

and.

 He also had many questions and wanted to find out clarification from the ship boss.

However, before that, Chen Yulou took a look at Kunlun, who immediately understood and sent Yuan Hong back to the cabin.

 It can be seen from the actions of these people just now.

 There are indeed many rules and taboos for boat runners.

 In case it is discovered, it will cause unnecessary trouble.

Watching the two people disappear at the stairs.

 Chen Yulou did not speak in a hurry, but waited calmly.

 For people like them who rely on water.

When passing through rivers and lakes, people will perform sacrifices and worship gods.

What's more, a legendary Dragon King really appeared in front of them. They were probably more shocked than they were, but the ship boss and the others were in awe from the bottom of their hearts.

 It may be difficult to recover from that emotion for a while.

 Sure enough.

 Have been waiting for quite a while.

The guys finally woke up and helped each other get up from the deck.

The captain of the boat whispered something to them.

 The faces of the group of people changed, then they nodded and left quickly with relief.

 He spoke the local dialect and spoke quickly.

 Chen Yulou couldn't understand it at all.

However, we can guess a little bit from the facial expression and body movements.

 It is nothing more than letting them keep what happened today rotten in their stomachs.

 Otherwise, it would be disrespectful to the Dragon King.

 Wait until a group of young guys left.

 When only Chen Yulou and others were left on the deck, the captain of the ship sighed.

 In his life, he has been steering since he was a teenager, making a living on the water, and has come into contact with countless people from north to south.

 A pair of eyes is more poisonous than a snake.

How could you not understand what these people meant?

 The fact that he did not go down with the guys, but stayed alone, said everything.

However, he did not get up. Instead, he continued to sit on the deck with his legs crossed and took out the hookah stuck on his waist.

He is different from the old men who smoke dry cigarettes in Chenjiazhuang.

 People here mostly use hookahs and grow most of their own tobacco leaves.

 Sown in spring and summer, harvested in season like crops, sent to the tobacco house for baking, and then made into tobacco.

 When you want to use it, roll it up little by little.

 The hookah in the bow's hand is fine.

 The size is not that impressive.

 Last time I was at Tianshengqiao Pier.

Chen Yulou even saw an old man from the Yi ethnic group, holding up a bamboo tube and puffing out mist.

After two lifetimes, this was the first time I met him, and I was really shocked.

　　Took a few mouthfuls.

The head of the boat seemed to feel much calmer.

Seeing this, Chen Yulou didn't waste any more time. He pondered for a moment before speaking.

“Have you seen the Water Dragon King many times?”

 Since he was waiting for him to speak.

 How could Chen Yulou beat around the bush?

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　Yes.

　　"Including this time today, there must be three or four times."

 Sure enough.

 Listen to him asking about the Dragon King.

The head of the boat was not surprised, and a flash of memory flashed across his deeply wrinkled face.

 He has been running a boat for too long.

I have seen countless dragons, fish and turtles in the water.

It's just that Lord Long is the first in Nanpanjiang River.

 Not everyone is qualified to be called the River God and Dragon King.

As far back as he can remember, he has heard his elders talk about the Dragon King across the river. Those who make a living on the water rely on the Dragon King for his protection and food.

How can you offer it carelessly?

 “So many times?”

Listening to what he said casually three or four times, even though Chen Yulou was mentally prepared, there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Panjiang River stretches for more than two thousand miles.

 The Nanpan River alone crosses the two provinces of Yunnan and Guizhou.

Who can tell clearly how many fish scales are hidden under the seemingly calm water?

 He was able to meet him three or four times.

This probability is much lower than winning the lottery.

 For a moment, he didn't know whether he meant that the ship was lucky or had bad luck.

 “This is nothing.”

“I heard from the old people in the village that I have seen him seven or eight times.”

The boatman took the hookah away from his mouth, shook his head and said.

 Seven or eight chapters.

 Hear this.

 The eyes of the people behind him suddenly widened.

 It feels like a fantasy.

The moment the black shadow appeared just now, they felt as if the waves were roaring, the sea was boiling, and the river was rolling. Especially when the evil spirit was permeating the air, the blood in their bodies seemed to have stagnated.

 Unable to move.

 Even breathing is difficult.

You know, there are six people on the deck at the moment.

Which one is not a veteran of the battlefield?

 Even successfully hunted and killed a big monster when we were in Pingshan.

But even so, at this moment, my mind is still a little immersed in it, and the horror is hard to get rid of.

These boat runners are just ordinary people.

　　In front of those big demons.

 Let alone encirclement and killing, even the simplest thought of resistance did not dare to come up.

Even though they did not dare to look under the boat in the end.

 But a startling glance from a few hundred meters away.

 It feels like a floating island in the water.

 Capsizing a ship can only happen in an instant.

Coupled with the fact that most of the monsters in the world are **** and cruel, a narrow escape from death can still be interpreted as a sign of good fortune.

 You can survive seven or eight times.

They really can't imagine how they did it?

Looking at their expressions, the captain knew what they were thinking, but he didn't explain too much, just shook his head and said.

 “It's normal if you don't believe it.”

“It would be hard for me, Ba Mo, to imagine it if I didn't experience it myself.”

 Bamo?

This is the first time everyone has heard his name.

　　When we first hired a boat, we only knew that the captain of the boat was a Yi nationality.

There are almost hundreds of scattered ethnic groups in southern Yunnan.

  Different from later generations.

 There is no such thing as branching these days.

For example, the Mosuo people on the Lugu Lake side of Lijiang are a separate ethnic group and are not simply included in the Naxi people.

“Ba…Boss of the boat, to tell you the truth, Chen has traveled extensively over the years and has been to many places. He has heard many legends about the Dragon King and the River God.”

 “It's just a little unclear.”

 “Does the river **** of Nanpanjiang never know how to lift a boat?”

 Listen to him speaking slowly.

 Chen Yulou still couldn't believe it.

You must know that the Iron-Headed Dragon King of Gulan County is entrenched in the Yellow River and has overturned countless passing ships.

Even every sacrifice requires blood food.

 What is blood food?

  It is not as simple as pigs, sheep, cows and horses.

 But select a group of boys and girls.

But even so, the Iron-Headed Dragon King is still wreaking havoc, and every year many people who run boats are buried in the belly of the fish.

　Judging from the evil spirit just now.

 The black shadow under the water is at least the level of a great demon.

Although the tall ship they were traveling on was surprisingly big, given its ability, it shouldn't be difficult to overturn it.

 But it came in waves.

 An ox head was just...sent away?

to be honest.

 He had already communicated with Nu Qingji just now.

As long as the water demon is wreaking havoc, I will kill the demon and get the elixir today.

 But the result really puzzled him.

 “You think too much about your future life.”

Hearing this, the captain of the ship, Bamo, couldn't help but sneered.

"We are lucky this time, otherwise do you really think we can escape?"

 When sailing on the water, just like a farmer, he eats with his head pointed at the sky.

 With good luck, everything will go smoothly.

 If unlucky, the boat is capsized, and all of them will have to go down to feed the fish.

“My third uncle, more than 20 years ago, was sailing across the Panjiang River. He offended the Dragon King because of a wrong sentence, and no one among the dozens of people in the boat survived.”

 Talk about this past event.

Bamo's cloudy eyes were full of sorrow.    "It seems... we are lucky."

Chen Yulou was startled when he heard this, then shrugged and laughed at himself.

　　　I really dare to lift the boat.

 I just don't know if its teeth are sharp enough.

“Boss of the boat, a river **** like Panjiang Dragon King, how many are there here?”

 See him pondering.

Partridge Whistle, who had been silent for a long time, asked for the first time.

 “Many.”

 “How can there not be too many.”

“In this world, the mountains are guarded by mountain gods, and the water houses are naturally guarded by river gods.”

Bamo glanced at him.

There was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

The Bai people live together in southern Yunnan, and each ethnic group has its own belief in gods. After all, Taoists like him are in the minority.

 At least he only met him a few times a year when traveling on boats.

 But he is a cultivator after all.

Bamo's tone also became much more respectful.

 “Are there other places too?”

Partridge Whistle frowned slightly.

Although he has traveled around the world for many years, most of his time has only been in the mountains.

 There are still very few water monsters encountered.

I have heard of it, but this is the first time I have seen it with my own eyes like today.

"certainly."

“Or do you think that all the taboos that our boatmen say are groundless?”

There seemed to be very few tobacco leaves left in the hookah.

Bamo said as he took out the tobacco pouch from his pocket.

Twisted a small handful from it, slowly stuffed it into the hookah, and took out the fire sickle stone that was used to burn incense and light paper, and gently rubbed it, and the dark red light flickered again.

 White smoke also continued to come out of his nose.

 I can hear something in his words.

Chen Yulou was moved and simply sat down against the side of the boat and asked with interest.

“Head of the boat, which one is the most ferocious…or rather the most amazing river **** you have ever encountered in your life?”

 When I heard him ask about this.

 The eyes of the people around him also lit up one after another.

All eyes fell on Bamo's weather-beaten, dark, angular face.

 “The most vicious…”

Bamo seemed to be gradually becoming more interested in talking.

Who is a sailor who has not seen some strange things that are rare for ordinary people to encounter?

But the young people in the village have long been tired of hearing it, and even the younger members of the family don't care.

 Most of the time he talks to himself alone.

Now, I finally met a few people who were willing to listen to his story.

　　　How can Bamo still bear it?

 Smoke drifted before my eyes.

The cloudy eyes suddenly flashed with an obscure luster.

“If it's a bad place, it's better than Xianren Lake.”

 Fairy Lake?

 Hear this name.

Chen Yulou immediately realized that this was Fuxian Lake.

Barmo put down his hookah.

 Stand beside it casually.

 In the curious eyes of a group of people, he slowly talked about a past incident.

That was when he was young.

At present, it has been at least thirty years, right?

 In southern Yunnan, hundreds of rivers lead to the sea, and there are countless rivers and lakes.

 The ancestors of the Bamo family were boatmen who relied on water to draft water. They did everything from fishing, sailing, and ferrying.

 When I was young, the world was not good.

 Plus my father is seriously ill.

 The family cannot afford life-saving money for medical treatment and medicine.

 But running a boat is to earn hard money, and if you want to save your life, you have to risk your life.

By chance, there was a man from the south who was recruiting boatmen everywhere, saying he wanted to go to Liangwang Mountain in Xianren Lake.

 Xianren Lake is also Fuxian Lake.

 There have been countless rumors since ancient times.

It is said that the bottom of the lake leads directly to the Dragon Palace, and the Water Dragon King lives under the water. The local people regard Fuxian Lake as a holy lake and dare not enter the water easily.

Even if you spend a lot of money, no one dares to take it.

The leader of the boat was young and vigorous at that time, and he was waiting for money to save his life, so he took it without thinking.

 Ship the boat all the way to the island in the lake.

 At first, he was actually a little scared. After all, no one who has relied on water for generations has never heard some weird rumors.

 But once he got into the water and fired his bow, there was no turning back, so he couldn't care less.

 According to what he said.

Before the lake was launched, it was a cloudless sunny day, and the water in Xianren Lake was so clear that one could see to the bottom.

 The ship floats on the water.

 It's like ferrying on the Tianhe River.

Those people who came from the south ran from the cabin to the deck one after another, and were so surprised that they couldn't close their mouths at the beautiful scenery on Xianren Lake.

　　　This is actually the first time for Ba Mo to come here.

Although he lives in Tianshengqiao, more than 200 miles away from Xianren Lake, he mostly travels on the Nanpan River, either running boats or fishing.

but.

 He was at the helm, so he had to look at the ship all the time, and he didn't pay much attention to the scenery.

and.

 In his opinion, Xianren Lake is clearer than other places.

Those so-called beautiful scenery are not just mountains and rivers, but there is nothing good to see.

 Pole the boat all the way to the middle of the lake.

Those wealthy businessmen from the south have been completely attracted by the beautiful scenery and kept talking.

 Bamo is a Yi person.

 There is no language barrier.

Those southerners spoke in Wu Nong's soft language, but he couldn't understand them, so he just immersed himself in his work.

 About an hour later.

 Suddenly, Liang Wangshan appeared in his sight.

Bamo's heart slowly fell back into his stomach.

These wealthy businessmen were generous and gave him twenty taels of silver for this trip. When he was running boats on the river, he would not earn that much in two or three years.

 Now we see it very close.

How could he not be happy?

I was thinking in my mind that if my father takes medicine for his illness, it will only cost him a few taels of silver at most. By then, he will have enough left over to buy a better ship.

 When you are proud.

There was suddenly a violent collision on the ship, as if it had hit something. The nobles were frightened and stood on the bow of the ship, screaming in surprise.

 Bamo felt very sorry.

I just wanted to go over and have a look, so I could accompany Xin and comfort him.

 After all, he is a big financier, so he cannot be offended.

only…

 When he walked out of the cabin and stuck his head out to look over.

Just discovered.

 On the calm lake, a sinkhole whirlpool unexpectedly appeared at some point.

 The surrounding water waves rose upright into the sky.

 It is like forming a cylindrical water curtain.

The bow of the ship hit the water curtain just now, which caused such a big noise.

Have you ever seen such a weird thing before?

 The whole person was so frightened that he almost couldn't stand still.

He tried his best to call the distinguished guests back to the cabin, but they seemed to be stunned and remained motionless.

soon.

Barmer noticed something was wrong.

It wasn't that they were scared out of their wits, but there was a monster he had never seen before lying beside the pit that day. It looked like a giant python or a legendary dragon.

 Head is hanging in the air.

 A pair of eyes, as big as a millstone, were red, staring at the group of people on the bow of the boat.

Bamo didn't dare to shout anymore.

Hands covering his mouth, he hid behind the cabin door and peeked through the gap.

I saw the big snake, opening its huge mouth and swallowing six or seven people in one breath.

Barmer is also considered a bold person.

 But when he saw that scene with his own eyes, he was so frightened that he fainted on the spot.

 When he wakes up.

The sinkhole on the lake has disappeared, and the boat has drifted to the edge of Liangwang Mountain. How dare he stay longer, so he drove the boat back to the shore like crazy.

 Stayed in a local Miao family's home for several days.

Only then did he manage to regain his breath.

 During this period, he also heard about many taboo mysteries on Fuxian Lake.

 But I have never heard of the rumors about the Dragon King and the River God.

But Bamo knew that the big snake in the sinkhole at the bottom of the lake might be the river **** of Xianren Lake.

Speaking of which.

Bamo picked up the hookah, stood up, glanced at everyone, sighed, and then left something meaningful.

“I have kept this in my heart for many years and did not dare to tell anyone.”

“Now that I'm older, I always think about the past, and if I don't say it out loud, it's like a stone is weighing on my heart.”

"You young people, no matter where you go from now on, you'd better pay homage when you go through mountains and rivers. There may be gods within three feet of your head."

 (End of this chapter)

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