Pei Zi Yun's heart skipped a beat as he listened intently.
The boatman's voice turned cold, "You don't dare to do it?"
"No no, it's just that the Elementary Scholars are all together, there are too many of them …." The boatman was flustered and did not know what to say. The boatman then continued, "This is what Master Zhang wants. We will make a move tomorrow and make this kid fall into the water. Who asked him to offend Young Master Zhang?
"All you have to do is boil some water and pour the medicine in. When the kid is fished out, tell him it's some cold medicine and force it down his throat."
"Pa!" Pei Zi Yun looked up and saw the hookah in the boatman's hands fall to the ground. It rolled a few times on the ground and made a loud "gulu gulu" sound.
Pei Zi Yun kept it and thought to himself, 'I'm on a boat and someone is trying to harm me.'
He did not know what to feel. He could hear the voices outside getting softer and softer. It seemed like the conversation was about to end. Pei Zi Yun slowly retreated and walked up the stairs. When he reached the second floor, he pushed open the door and entered his room. He did not light up the lamp and laid down on the boat, deep in thought.
Outside the window, he could hear waves crashing against the hull of the boat and the sound of water splashing could be heard. He then stood up and paced around the room.
"One wave after another. This Zhang Jie Yu is so bold and arrogant. If I don't kill him, I won't be able to live in peace."
Thinking this way, he picked up his sword from the bedside table and pulled it out, revealing the blade of the sword. With such a sharp weapon in his hand, he was ready to kill.
"Although I don't have spiritual intelligence and cannot cultivate Dao Arts, I can't compare to Snail Village."
"I can't be passive anymore. I have to kill this person and think of a way to take revenge!"
"Let me think again, how should I take revenge?"
"Oh yes, according to the original owner's memories, when Holy Jail Sect was breached, there was another person besides High Scholar Yue who was executed."
"Li Wen Jing, announce his crimes. This person was one of the core members of the sect and was like a strategist!"
"This person, according to the rumors, did not have many Dao Arts. I can kill him."
"Also, remember to search his house. He did not live in his mansion, but at a ferry."
"I'll kill this person and deal a heavy blow to Zhang Jie Yu's henchmen. Once I've cultivated the Dao, I'll think of a way to kill Zhang Jie Yu as well."
Pei Zi Yun had already made up his mind. He caressed the blade of his sword, and the sword gleamed coldly. His eyes shone with the same coldness.
Early morning
Pei Zi Yun got up and started practicing the Hundred Beasts Illustration. This was one of the advantages of the Hundred Beasts Illustration. Even if it was just a small space, he could still practice. Hearing the voices of people below him, he wasn't paying attention. Suddenly, he felt his body tremble. The teacup on the table shook a few times. Someone shouted, "Pull the anchor!"
Pei Zi Yun didn't pay much attention to it and continued to practice. In a short period of time, he felt warm inside. Although without spiritual roots, he wouldn't be able to advance to the third level. However, if he practiced for a long time, he would be able to build a strong foundation. Once he had spiritual roots, he would be able to advance to the next level.
After he was done, he opened the window and looked outside. A cool breeze blew in.
The sun had not yet risen, but there were already quite a few fishermen casting nets to catch fish. There were even some passenger ships that had already raised their sails. Some birds were standing on the ships, and as soon as the sails were opened, they flew away in fright, dropping a few feathers.
Pei Zi Yun practiced the Hundred Beasts Illustration, recited books, and practiced calligraphy. After he was done, he went downstairs.
There was a noodle shop downstairs. Pei Zi Yun was overjoyed when he came downstairs. He ordered a bowl of freshwater noodles and looked into the kitchen. The noodle shop was already prepared, and the chef was still cooking.
The chef then placed the noodles into a pot of water. Pei Zi Yun didn't watch any longer and sat down at the table. Before long, a bowl of noodles was served. There were several large pieces of fresh fish piled on top of the noodles, with some chopped chilli and spring onions sprinkled on top. On the table, there was vinegar, chili oil, and pickled vegetables.
The noodles were steaming. Several Elementary Scholars came downstairs. Seeing Pei Zi Yun, Elementary Scholar Yi, who had been tossing and turning restlessly in bed the previous day, smiled and said, "Brother Pei, the chef on this ship is pretty good right? The last time I went to De Zhou Prefecture, I took this ship and fell in love with the chef."
He then shouted to the chef, "Give me a bowl of freshwater noodles. Add some chili oil, and add an egg."
As soon as the Elementary Scholar shouted, the other three Elementary Scholars shouted as well. Before long, the noodles were served, all with an egg, and were fried until they were golden brown and tender. The few of them started chatting.
In the previous year, there was someone who had only average literary talent, and was lucky enough to pass the Grand Examinations. There was also someone who had cheated during the examinations and was stripped of his Scholarly Title. They were mostly talking about the previous year. Some of them were interesting, while others were serious.
Before long, the conversation had reached noon. The few of them had gone there once or more. One of them said, "Brother Pei, the next stop on this ship is Zhi Tong Prefecture. There's a Daoist temple there, and it's very accurate. It's able to tell a person's fortune. When noon comes, we can go there and have our fortune told. Tell the captain to wait for us."
Pei Zi Yun asked, "Is this temple far from the pier?"
The few of them laughed, "Brother Pei is very hardworking. You don't even want to waste this little bit of time. This temple is very close to the pier, and not far from the river. Every day, there are many visitors. It would only take an hour to get there."
Pei Zi Yun agreed.
The few of them continued chatting for a while. Before long, many people had arrived, and it was rather noisy. The few of them lost their interest and returned to their rooms to rest or to study.
The river flowed downstream, and the morning passed quickly. Hearing the Elementary Scholars calling for him, he opened the door and saw that the four Elementary Scholars had already changed their clothes. They were dressed in green, and had pendants hanging from their waists. Each of them held a fan in their hands. When they saw Pei Zi Yun open the door, they said, "Brother Pei, hurry up."
Pei Zi Yun had no choice but to follow them down the pier. The boatman watched as Pei Zi Yun got off the boat, and his eyes gleamed. He paced back and forth for a few steps before he stealthily pushed Pei Zi Yun into the river.
The few of them walked down the pier. The pier was bustling with activity, and people were walking to and fro. Horse carriages and oxen carts were transporting goods to the pier, and the workers were carrying the goods onto the boats. They were all half-naked, and only had a sackcloth draped over their shoulders.
Once they were out of the pier, they arrived at a street paved with green stones. There were many stalls selling incense and incense. Elementary Scholar Yi tugged at Pei Zi Yun's sleeves, "Brother Pei, we're almost there."
As they walked along the green stone road, they saw a Daoist temple. There were many women on the road, carrying baskets in their hands. It was noon, and the sun was scorching hot. There weren't many people around.
The few Elementary Scholars couldn't stand the scorching sun either. They opened up their fans and covered their faces as they spoke. When they got closer, they saw that it was a small temple. It wasn't big, and was surrounded by walls.
As they entered, they saw a Daoist sweeping the yard. It was a Daoist priest, about fifty years old. She was using a small broom to gather the fallen Osmanthus flowers together.
The few Elementary Scholars didn't seem to care about her, and walked straight into the main hall. They didn't recognize the statues inside.
This was normal. The City God of Earth was not a Daoist religion. He was a deity of the country, or a political deity. Were these statues real people or True Sovereigns?
On the left side of the hall, a Daoist priest had set up a table for divination. On top of the table, there was a wooden tube with a wooden stick inside. The entire hall was tidy and tidy, and a Merit Box was placed under the statue.
In front of them, there were people paying their respects to the statue. They then proceeded to ask for their divination. The group of people were very respectful. Pei Zi Yun stepped forward and paid his respects as well. He took out a hundred copper coins and placed it in the Merit Box.
The people in front had already seen it. Elementary Scholar Yi took a divination and listened to the Daoist priest's explanation. The divination didn't seem very good, and his face turned pale. It was Pei Zi Yun's turn to take a stick.
The Daoist priest took a stick and read it. She then raised her head and looked at Pei Zi Yun. The Daoist priest's eyes were full of spirit and energy. She looked at him for a while before lowering her head, as if deep in thought. She then raised her head and smiled, "Congratulations Young Master, you have a good chance of passing the Grand Examinations. It's just that Young Master's face is filled with killing intent, and there's a faint haze on your forehead. You're facing a calamity in terms of luck, and I'm afraid it will be a hindrance."
Pei Zi Yun listened to the Daoist priest's words and couldn't help but think about how he had been reincarnated. He had killed his way here, defeated his enemies, killed his enemies, and stole his fortune. Now that Holy Jail Sect was watching him, he couldn't help but laugh. This Daoist priest had good foresight. He took out another hundred copper coins and placed it in the Merit Box before saying, "Many thanks for your auspicious words."
The Daoist priest looked at Pei Zi Yun and turned around to leave. Just as she was thinking about this, she heard someone calling out to her. It was a group of worshippers who had come to ask for their divination.
The few of them had just arrived on the boat when they heard the boatman calling out, "My dear sirs, have you eaten? The boat is about to set sail again. If you haven't, let's have a meal together! "
It turned out that while the few of them had gone to pray, the boatman had caught a huge fish. The moment the few of them returned, the boatman invited them to have a meal. The aroma of the fish filled the air, and everyone was hungry. Since they had left in a hurry, they hadn't eaten and were hungry. Elementary Scholar Yi even sat on the boat.
The fish was indeed delicious. Eating only the meat wasn't satisfying enough. Hearing the boatman's invitation, a boatman brought a pot of rice wine over and invited them to drink.
Pei Zi Yun froze and refused to drink the wine. However, this was a huge fish, and there were more than ten people eating it. They wouldn't dare to poison it. Besides, the fish was spicy, and as they ate, they began to sweat.
At this point, the boatman continued to urge them to drink. Before long, the few of them were getting tipsy.
The boat sailed very quickly, and the boatman in charge of the sails had already eaten. Pei Zi Yun looked around and noticed that the boatman was looking at him from time to time. He laughed coldly.
"I'm in a hurry, I'll be back soon." Pei Zi Yun purposely said. Everyone waved their hands, "Go, go!"
Speaking of which, there weren't any toilets on this boat. Especially for the men. Naturally, they would go to the side of the boat to relieve themselves. At this point, he stood at the side of the boat and saw that the river was wide and the waves were strong. There were mountains on both sides of the river, and the scenery was green. Only the city on the shore was very obvious. He thought to himself, "If I'm not wrong, this is the right time."
Just as he was thinking about this, he heard a soft sound. He turned his head and looked out of the corner of his eye. Indeed, the boatman was approaching him stealthily. When he got close, the boat didn't even move. The boatman stretched out his hand and pushed the boat, shouting, "Young Master, be careful!"
As he neared, he saw Pei Zi Yun looking up at him coldly. Pei Zi Yun's lips curled into a cold smile. He then dodged to the side. When the boatman saw this, he felt that something was wrong. He grabbed onto nothing but air. He staggered and tried to regain his balance. He then felt a sharp pain in his chest. It turned out that the Elementary Scholar had stretched out his hand and pressed on his back. His entire body was numb, and he couldn't even speak. His body tilted and he fell off the boat.
"Plop!" Water splashed everywhere. This sound could even be heard on the deck. Someone asked, "What's that sound?"
The boatman heard it as well, and knew that it was someone sent by the captain. He pretended to be red in the face, and stuttered, "What? What sound? "
After a few minutes, he finally stood up.
The boat continued to move forward. Pei Zi Yun saw that the boatman was struggling with all his might, but his body was stiff. In the end, he had a pleading look on his face. Pei Zi Yun laughed coldly to himself, "Although I can't cultivate Dao Arts, such tricks are considered martial arts. I can use them."
No matter how many martial arts you have in the water, only death awaits you.
He watched as he sank into the water. A few minutes later, he realized something and shouted, "Not good, someone has fallen into the water. Someone has fallen into the water."
This shout caused a huge commotion. Everyone who was eating and drinking in their rooms hurriedly came out to take a look. The boatman's head swelled up, "That's not right. Why is that the voice of an Elementary Scholar?"
"Could it be that Master Xu has fallen into the water, and not the Elementary Scholar?"
The boatman didn't bother pretending to be drunk, and ran towards the side of the boat.
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