Chapter 5 second quarter

Yun Jisang sat cross-legged on the port side, looking at the vast scene of water and sky.Although he was far away from everyone, the subtle actions of everyone on board, even the sound of fish bubbling in the deep water, could be transformed into specific impressions and transmitted to his heart.This is a peculiar mental method, and it has a nice name - the dark consciousness of the six spirits. "Old Hu, do you have any wine on this boat? I waited for Mr. Gu and Hall Master Lu at Yueyang Zuixianlou, and they didn't come until their throats were smoking. In the end, I rushed to Putuodu without taking a sip of wine. Now the wine worms are about to rebel!" Ban Qihu's rough voice rang out.

"Boss owner, I can't blame Lu for this. It's all because our great genius doctor was busy hanging pots to help the world, so he misremembered the time. I was late because I was waiting for him." Lu Bian explained with a smile.Gu Zhongnan stroked his beard with his hands, but smiled and said nothing. "Oh, there is no alcohol on board, so the dock owner has to bear with it." Hu Jingan said apologetically. "Boss Hu, these days, do you always come to pick up the guests in person?" Zhuo Anjie suddenly asked. After hearing this, Yun Jisang's heart moved.That's right, as the chief manager of Qiba Villa, he rarely has time to spare on weekdays. If the owner of the villa dies, he will be busy with every day. How can he have the time to pick up guests in person?Senior Sister Zhuo is so thoughtful!

"To tell you the truth, Zhuo, I came to Putuo Ferry in person this time. On the one hand, I am welcoming guests. Mr. Gu has saved the lives of our eldest and young mistresses several times, and is our benefactor from Qiba Villa; The ferry boat has not come back for a long time, and I am worried that something is wrong, so I can't help but take a look." "Oh? Has Director Hu found the ferry boat for the future?" "No, it stands to reason that I should have arrived in the villa an hour ago, did something happen?" Zhuo Anjie nodded: "Which guests have come to the village these days?" Xue Hao, the master of the sect, and Jin Dazhong, a wealthy man in Luoyang..." Hearing Jin Dazhong's name, Zhuo Anjie suddenly said: "That fat man is here too? You have to be careful about the wine cellar in your estate."

"Hehe, I didn't expect Zhuo Nvxia and Jin Yuanwai to be old friends. As for the wine cellar in our village, it's very secret, Zhuo Nvxia, please be at ease. The rest are the Ren and his wife of the Xuelei Gang..." "Good guy, you even invited Thunder Sword and Xuelan Jade Girl! Tie Honglai is really a big face!" Ban Qihu said in surprise, "There must be other powerful characters, right?" "Yes, I heard that Taoist Master Baipu of Wudang and Leng Runzhang, owner of Xuanyou Castle, are also coming. I almost forgot that our owner's close friend, Xiaoxiang Yihe Qiao Yi also arrived."

"Brother Qiao Yi has become famous in recent years. I heard that he is the only one in Sanxiang who deserves to be called a hero in the past ten years." It was Zhuo Anjie who spoke. "That's right, Mr. Qiao is anxious about public affairs and righteousness. The people of Sanxiang seldom don't accept his kindness. Many people have enshrined his longevity tablets in their homes. If it weren't for such a character, how could our village owner be willing to introduce him as a lifelong friend? "Hu Jingan laughed again. "That's right, then Anjie needs to see it." Zhuo Anjie said gently.

Hearing that she admired this Xiaoxiang Yihe so much, Yun Jisang suddenly stopped practicing kung fu, and at the same time his heart moved, he knew that he was a little jealous.He quietly watched the deep lake water, and asked himself silently: Why was he jealous of Zhuo Anjie's casual words just now?In fact, as early as when I was a child, I have secretly fallen in love with this free and easy senior sister... A red leaf was blown by the lake wind, he picked it up and held it in his palm.The maple leaves are dark red, and against his snow-white palm, it has a somewhat glamorous taste.

"Brother Yun, your hands are so delicate, they look a bit like girls' hands..." Fang Huiting said with a smile as she approached him while he was meditating.Yun Jisang shook his hand suddenly, then smiled slightly, opened his hand slowly, and blew lightly, the red leaf was blown away by the wind and flew away from his palm. Fang Huiting watched his childish behavior with great interest, and suddenly shouted: "Brother Yun, look, your palms are dyed red!" Yun Jisang saw that there was a faint red mark on his palms, With a thought in his heart, he suddenly raised his hand and put it on his nose to smell it, and exclaimed in surprise: "It smells like blood!" As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to explore the water, and then shouted loudly: "The water flows to the southeast... Mr. Hu!"

The figure flashed, and Hu Jingan appeared on the port side: "What's the matter, Young Master Yun?" "Please steer the boat to the northwest!" Yun Jisang's expression was serious. "Why is that?" Hu Jingan was surprised. "Brother Yun found blood on a red leaf floating from the northwest." Fang Huiting interjected. "Young Xia Yun means... Hurry up! Change the rudder to the northwest!" Hu Jingan was also in a hurry. "I hope I'm wrong." Yun Jisang muttered to himself.Not long after walking, everyone saw a sail shadow floating alone at the junction of water and sky.No one spoke, and the ferry broke through the water in silence.

When it was nearly twenty feet away from the boat, Hu Jingan said anxiously: "That's right, that's the ferry boat in our village." Fang Huiting suddenly wrinkled her nose and said, "What kind of smell is this, it's so strange." Even if she didn't say it, everyone also smelled it.There was a strange aroma mixed with rancidity in the air, so strong that it made people breathless. "Hongye..." Zhuo Anjie said softly.Sure enough, the ferry boat undulated quietly on the water, covered with a thick layer of red leaves.What is shocking is that a foot wearing white socks and cloud shoes stretched out strangely from the pile of red leaves, and that stiff posture was full of the breath of death.