Chapter 128【Hire Ship】

   "Of course." Hearing Fang Chang's question, Jiang Shen carefully explained: "Those are all made of bamboo and paper, which is different from incense. If you burn it, you will burn it, and you can't receive it."

   "Besides, even if they can receive them, these colorful buildings and chariots will not become real. It is useless for the little **** to ask for a bunch of bamboo sticks to bind paper."

  The river **** dressed as a fisherman, named Zhou Peng, was originally a fisherman on the Xu River in this cave.

  Choose this name because when he was born, his father listened to the baby crying in the house, and in a blink of an eye, he saw the canopy of his own boat and patted his forehead.

  He was willing to help others during his lifetime. He was always anxious about people's urgency, relieved people's difficulties, and rescued people in times of crisis. When the disaster came, Zhou Peng was brave and wise, saved hundreds of lives, and died because of it.

  The surviving common people were grateful for Zhou Peng's virtue, and set up a temple by the Xujiang River in this cave to worship and remember him.

  At the time when the former Jiangshen's merits and virtues were completed, he went to that samsara to be reborn in a good family, so he was selected by the Jiangshen, entrusted the people in his dream to take office, and became the Jiangshen of Dongxujiang.

The scope of Zhou Jiangshen's responsibilities is about a hundred miles upstream and downstream of the Jiangshen Temple, including the Dongxu River itself and the river banks on both sides. The exact width is not fixed, but he and the mountain gods on both sides of the Dongxu River know that borders of its own jurisdiction.

  The person in front of him who came to visit suddenly, brought Fang Yantai as a gift, and claimed to be the "Fang Chang of Yun Zhongshan", Jiang Shen was quite afraid.

After all, he can't see the depth of the person in front of him at all. The only thing he can feel is that the other person's figure is in harmony with the natural world, and there is aura in his actions. He must be much stronger than himself, very tall very tall man.

  Jiangshen accompanied Fang Chang carefully, and even offered him the best spirit tea he had kept here.

  For such an expert to come to visit, Jiang Shen was not only afraid, but also very happy in his heart, because the other party came with a gift, obviously with good intentions-it is a good thing to get acquainted with such an expert.

  The Immortal Fang brought the inkstone as a gift, which was bought in the only Four Treasures Shop of Study next to Jiangshen Temple, and the top-quality ones were better than those used by Jiangshen.

  For gods like mountain gods, land water gods, literacy is the basic requirement for taking office. Fortunately, when Zhou Peng was alive, he could also read some characters, barely qualified.

  After he became a god, his life remained the same, and he felt very lonely, so Zhou Jiangshen searched for related books, and occasionally went to private schools to attend. Now he is also very knowledgeable, reading and writing are no problem.

  Fang Chang could see Jiang Shen's embarrassment, but he couldn't comfort him with words, so he had to chat to ease it.

  Hearing Zhou Peng's explanation, he asked, "Why didn't Zhou Jiangshen try to stop it?"

  Jiang Shen shook his head and said:

"Fang Shangxian doesn't know that the sacrifices made by the fishermen are of no use at all. Although they offer incense to me, it is not a transaction. Even if they ignore me, as long as I am still the river **** of the Dongxu River, what I do on weekdays The job is where the duty lies, and it cannot be profaned."

   "And they are respectful, or they offer good offerings to make the incense burn, and I can't take care of them. After all, there are many things outside of duties, and doing them will be harmful to the world."

"Their sacrifices every year are not for offering to the gods, but for peace of mind, so it doesn't matter what the form is, everything is 'as long as they like it', anyway, those are made of paper bamboo, so it is not a waste. "

  Fang Chang nodded, understanding Jiang Shen's thoughts.

  He lowered his head and took a sip of the tea. After tasting it carefully, he felt that the tea tasted very good.

   What surprised him even more was that the flavor of this tea was faintly similar to the nameless tea he picked and dried himself on the fairy cliff.

   "Zhou Jiangshen's tea is pretty good."

   "Fang Xian has good eyesight. This is a spiritual tea given by the mountain **** next to him. It is picked from a steep and beautiful place by a practitioner from afar, and has been warmed with a special technique."

"For mortals, it can even be called 'immortal tea'. Drinking it regularly can prolong your life and prevent all diseases. Even for us, this kind of spiritual tea is a rare spiritual thing, which is very harmful to us. helpful."

   "If Immortal Fang likes it, you might as well bring some with you later."

  Fang Chang waved his hand and said: "Thank you Zhou Jiangshen for your kindness, but there is no need, because I made some tea leaves on Xiayuya, and it tastes similar to this tea."

   "But I'm a little ignorant, and I don't know that this is spiritual tea. It seems that I'm also lucky, and I got it unintentionally."

  The two continued to chat, and as a result, they talked about this catastrophe.

   This is also a common topic among practitioners and gods in the past year or so, and basic chats cannot be separated from this.

  Jiangshen Zhou Peng pondered for a while, and asked Fang Chang on the other side full of hope:

   "The little **** heard from his colleagues that a great catastrophe has come to the world, and chaos has begun in several distant states. At the same time, there are many strange malfunctions in the yamen in various places."

  "The most terrifying thing is that no one knows where this catastrophe started and where it will end."

   "Fang Xianchang, you have a lot of experience and knowledge. I don't know if there is any news on this matter? Will this catastrophe affect this water mansion here? Will it affect my small temple on the shore?"

  Fang Chang was unable to answer Zhou Jiangshen's question, so he could only shake his head silently: "I don't know, just like Jiangshen said, this world catastrophe is too obscure, and it has improved recently, but it is still impossible to see clearly."

   Zhou Peng's expression dimmed instantly.

  Looking at Zhou Jiangshen's expression on the opposite side, Fang Chang comforted: "But don't worry too much. I have experienced some things recently, and I can roughly know that part of this catastrophe should be related to monsters."

   "Some monsters are concealing their whereabouts and connecting with each other. They seem to be plotting something, and the scope is very extensive... I don't know if there are many monsters in this cave Xujiang?"

"Not much." Jiangshen said, "The fishermen catch very frequently, and the lifespan of the creatures in the water is short, and they can't survive the time when they have a chance to open up their wits, and fish are relatively more difficult than wild animals. Therefore, over the years , the number of monsters in the Dongxu River is very clear, and most of them are familiar to me."

  Nodding, Fang Zhang instructed: "That's good, just pay close attention to the movement in the water, walk with the monsters more, and don't let them be recruited by that group."

   "Thank you for your guidance." Zhou Jiangshen folded his clothes and cupped his hands, and bowed sincerely. He secretly made up his mind to do what Fang Xianchang said when he turned around.

  ...

  …

   "Boater, what's the price for hiring a boat? Is it convenient now?"

  Early in the morning of the second day, Fang Chang came to the riverside. He found a boatman at random and asked about the price.

  At this time, a large number of ships of all kinds are moored here, and the shipowners and boatmen are riding on the pedals to replenish supplies from the shore to the ship.

  There were so many people working, and even attracted a batch of hawkers selling breakfast, it was a bit lively for a while.

   "Hello, guest officer, I don't know whether you are crossing the river or sailing?" Hearing Fang Chang's question, the busy boatman turned around, saw that it was a Pian Pianjia young man, and replied politely.

  Fang Chang said: "I want to hire a boat and go down the river to Xingqing Mansion."

  (end of this chapter)