Asking about longevity

Mo Hua asked in a low voice: "Walking around in the sky...what kind of flowers are you doing?"

Just as the shopkeeper was about to speak, he looked up and saw a white and delicate ink painting on his face. He shook his head and said:

"It's not a good thing. It's not suitable for children. You are a good boy. Don't get involved in those messy things."

"Oh." Mo Hua was a little unhappy and asked, "Then... how did Mr. Ye die?"

"How else could he die?" The shopkeeper curled his lips, "I heard that the ship sank. All six people in the ship drowned and were chewed beyond recognition by the water monster in the water..."

Mo Hua's eyes narrowed slightly, and his thoughts turned out to be true.

"Everything was fine, why did the ship suddenly sink?" Mo Hua asked doubtfully.

The store aunt hesitated for a moment, looked around, and then said in a low voice:

"It can't be that simple. The circles of young masters from these aristocratic families are so chaotic..."

"This Young Master Ye is a dandy. He usually behaves in an unruly manner and is extravagant and lustful. This time I heard that he was jealous of other young masters and was hated by others. Someone secretly hired someone to sink his ship and sink a whole ship. people drowned."

The store aunt said nonchalantly.

"Who did he offend?" Mo Hua asked.

The shopkeeper shook her head, "Who knows."

"The Ye family didn't pursue it either?"

"They don't dare," the store owner said. "The Ye family is quite famous in Yanshui City, but in the entire Qianxue world, it's nothing. That Young Master of the Ye family can still be considered a prominent figure around Yanshui City." 'Young Master', but compared with other noble families, those dragon-like young masters who are like gods but never come to an end, I'm afraid they are not even as good as their followers..."

Hearing this, Mo Hua felt a little emotional.

People in the world are divided into high and low, and they compete with each other.

Those who trample others under their feet will eventually be trampled under their feet by those higher up.

The Ye family is exactly like this.

Before he knew it, Mo Hua had finished eating his noodles and couldn't ask for anything more, so he paid the bill and gave him two more spiritual stones.

The shopkeeper couldn't resist, so she enthusiastically sent the ink painting and left, saying a lot of good things.

After leaving, Mo Hua wandered around again and found an inn to stay at.

During this period, I also inquired about some information, but it was of little use, and many of them were obviously rumors and could not be taken seriously.

Early the next morning, after Mo Hua finished eating a few big buns, he hired a car and left Yanshui City.

There were only two days left during the ten-day break, and the time was limited. He couldn't afford to delay, so he had no choice but to return to the sect first.

But before returning to the clan, Mo Hua thought about visiting a small fishing village along the way.

Ever since he experienced the bloody fishing village incident, demolished the river temple, killed the corrupted river god, and swallowed an incarnation of the evil god, Mo Hua had never been to the small fishing village again, and he didn't know what was going on in the village now.

It was morning and the sun was shining brightly.

The Yanshui River is sparkling, the grass is green, and the river gurgling into the distance, like an emerald ribbon.

The scenery is beautiful, but when I look at the ink paintings, I don't know why, but I feel uneasy in my heart.

It seems that there is invisible dirt hidden in this beautiful river.

About an hour later, Mo Hua arrived at the small fishing village.

As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the village, many fishermen greeted him, "Hello, young master!"

"The young master is here!"

"long time no see……"

Mo Hua also smiled and greeted them.

After a while, Old Yutou also came over. When he saw Mo Hua, he thanked him profusely and kept calling his benefactor, saying:

"It's almost noon. If you don't mind me, please come to our house and have some fish soup."

Drink fish soup...

Mo Hua's mood is a bit complicated.

But he didn't refuse. This time he went to the small fishing village to ask Lao Yutou something.

When we arrived at Lao Yutou's house, his house still had the same dilapidated courtyard. Fortunately, the family reunited and it was lively and full of fireworks.

As soon as he entered the door, Old Yutou called his two grandsons, "Xiao Shunzi, Xiao Shuizi, come and kowtow to your benefactor."

Xiao Shunzi and Xiao Shuizi were not ambiguous at all. They knelt down and kowtowed twice.

Mo Hua didn't even stop him.

"Not so polite……"

Mo Hua said helplessly.

Old Yutou was very stubborn, "You saved the lives of these two children. They have low cultivation level and no ability. They can't repay you much. What's the point of kowtowing twice?"

The two children kowtowed and stood up, looking at the ink paintings with their bright eyes.

Mo Hua also looked at them.

The first time Mo Hua met these two children was by the Yanshui River. He and Cheng Mo met them when they were squatting to catch a river dragon.

The children of the poor become rich early.

Although the two children were young at that time and only had Qi refining skills, they were already very sensible and knew how to help adults.

When the temple was destroyed, the two of them were used as sacrifices and sacrificed to the evil god.

After being rescued, his breath was weak and his face was pale.

Now, more than a year later, the two children's vitality has obviously recovered. Their faces are a little tanned, but they look more energetic. They have also practiced the "White Wave Jue" technique given by Mo Hua. The water energy in their bodies is flowing and their spiritual power is condensed. My cultivation has also improved a lot.

The progress of their cultivation was much faster than Mo Hua imagined.

Mo Hua was so happy that he took out two small gifts from the storage bag and gave them to them.

It is a pair of jade pendants that can resist water.

This was a gift given to him by an unknown elder of the Gu family during the Chinese New Year.

When Old Yutou saw these two precious jade pendants, he was shocked and quickly declined: "This is absolutely impossible. How can we have the nerve to accept the gift from our benefactor again?"

"It's okay, just take it..." Mo Hua said.

He usually doesn't need it anyway.

Xiao Shunzi and Xiao Shuizi scratched their heads and declined: "My dear, we are good at water, so we don't need it..."

Mo Hua warned them: "It is precisely because you are good at water, so you should bring a jade pendant that can repel water, just in case..."

"As the saying goes, you can drown in water. The better the water quality, the easier it is to become arrogant and lose respect for water."

"And fire and water are merciless."

"A lifetime of ups and downs, but if something goes wrong, your life is at stake, and you won't even have a chance to recover..."

Mo Hua puts it more straightforwardly.

When the two children heard this, they felt awe-inspiring in their hearts.

Old Yutou glanced at his two precious grandsons, but after all he couldn't refuse. In the end, he could only say: "Come, kowtow to your benefactor two more times."

Xiao Shunzi and Xiao Shuizi pretended to bow again, but Mo Hua quickly stopped them, "Okay, okay, that's almost enough..."

Old Yutou stopped being pretentious and started preparing lunch.

Draft by water.

Yuxiu’s lunch mainly consists of fish.

"I caught an emerald scale fish the day before yesterday. The meat is tender and the fish soup is delicious. It is very rare. Normally you don't catch a few fish in a year. Because there are so few of this kind of fish, others don't know about it, so they can't sell it at a high price."

Old Yutou smiled all over his face, "I also asked why my luck suddenly became so good. It turned out that there was a distinguished guest coming today. The river god gave me this fish and asked me to come and entertain my benefactor."

He has made a living in the water all his life. No matter what happens, he still likes to hang out with the "River God" when trouble comes.

After a while, Yu Dachuan, who was out fishing, also came back. When he saw Mo Hua, he expressed his gratitude again.

Afterwards, everyone gathered around the table to eat, and Mo Hua was pushed to the top seat.

A bowl of emerald scale fish soup was served. The meat was fresh and tender, the soup was mellow and fragrant.

Mo Hua stared at the fish soup for a long time, and then he felt relieved after confirming that there were no small red fish or other similar evil spirits in it.

After eating some meat and drinking some soup, Lao Yutou and his family toasted to Mo Hua one by one.

The wine is not good wine.

Yuxiu can't afford good wine either.

But Lao Yutou and his family were very gracious, and Mo Hua felt good about it as he drank, but the wine tasted a bit strong, and the drink was a bit harsh on his throat.

After eating and drinking, Yu Dachuan was about to go into the river again.

Two children, Xiao Shunzi and Xiao Shuizi, were lying stretched out under the eaves, taking a nap.

Old Yutou made a pot of tea and chatted with Mo Hua in the room.

After chatting for a while, Mo Hua took the opportunity to ask:

"Uncle Yu, do you still remember the 'young master' who drowned in the Yanshui River?"

"Which young master?" Old Yutou didn't think about it for a moment.

"The first time we met, I said I was fishing, and you advised me to leave quickly. You said someone had died by the river a few days ago, and the body was chewed beyond recognition by a water monster..."

"Oh..." Old Yutou remembered and nodded: "That's what happened."

Mo Hua asked: "Do you know who that young master is?"

Old Yutou shook his head, "I don't know that. I only heard that he is from Yanshui City, or a young master from a third-grade family. I don't know who he is."

"It would be embarrassing to talk about this kind of thing, so my family probably doesn't make it too public..."

Mo Hua nodded, his eyes moved, and he whispered: "Uncle Yu, did you say before... Rouge Zhou?"

Old Yu was startled, and his eyes towards Mo Hua became subtle.

He looked solemn, hesitated again and again, and finally said seriously:

"My dear benefactor, I know that you are young and are easily interested in such things, but you are very strong-minded and should be careful about sex. You must not get involved in that kind of land of smoke and willows, otherwise it will damage the foundation of Taoism..."

"When you grow up, get married and marry a wife, then you can think about these matters between men and women..."

Old Yutou advised in the tone of a veteran.

Mo Hua's expression was stagnant, and he didn't know what to say.

He could only say helplessly: "Uncle Yu, you were wrong. I have something serious to do."

"Business?" Lao Yutou was startled.

Mo Hua lowered his voice and said, "It's a murder case involving Daotingsi."

Old Yutou immediately became nervous.

Mo Hua said: "I only tell you secretly, you must not tell others."

Lao Yutou had a natural respect for the three words "Dao Tingsi". Although he often scolded Dao Tingsi behind his back for being corrupt and superfluous, when he actually met Dao Tingsi, he was still respectful and did not dare to neglect him at all.

"Definitely, definitely!" Old Yutou nodded his head like a rattle.

Mo Hua then asked: "What exactly is Rouge Boat?"

Old Yutou glanced around and saw that the adults were working in the river, his two grandsons were sleeping soundly, and there was no one else nearby, so he whispered:

"It's just a flower boat."

"Flower boat?"

"This 'flower' is not a flower, it refers to people, those young and beautiful female cultivators. The meaning of the flower boat is the cruise ship carrying such female cultivators, doing... skin and flesh business." Old Yutou whispered.

Mo Hua suddenly realized, "Is that the brothel on the water?"

"Yes." Old Yutou nodded.

Mo Hua frowned, "But there are sects all over the Qianxue Prefecture, with thousands of disciples. Their purpose is to preach and teach, and the academic style is prosperous. It is forbidden to set up any brothel or Chuguan."

Not only within the boundaries of Qianxue State, but also in the surrounding areas, according to regulations, this kind of business is not allowed to exist.

Old Yutou sighed: "Human nature is like this, how can it be forbidden..."

"That flower boat," Mo Hua asked, "Uncle Yu, have you been on it?"

Old Yutou waved his hand quickly, "Where can a person like me go up to that kind of place?"

"Then how do you know that what you do inside is just a living of flesh and blood?" Mo Hua said.

Old Yutou smiled and said, "Old man, although I am dull and stupid in practice, I have lived for a long time and have seen a lot. Many things can be understood at a glance."

"They built a boat, hung some flowers, and covered it with tents. They thought they could hide it from others, but instead they tried to cover it up. This kind of thing about men stealing from women and prostitutes is like cats stealing fish. They can't hide the fishy smell..."

Hearing this, Mo Hua couldn't help but glance at Lao Yutou.

Everyone has his own way in life.

Even some unknown little people will have some unique experiences or insights.

Mo Hua asked again: "Uncle Yu, have you seen Rouge Zhou with your own eyes?"

Old Yutou nodded solemnly, "I've seen him a few times..."

"Those few times, I went down to the river to fish, and I was too busy late. I just collected the nets, and I didn't take a break. When I looked at the time, it was already past midnight..."

"At this time, a heavy fog will suddenly appear on the river. It is hazy in the fog and you can't see anything. After a while, there will be red and green lights. Flower boats are sailing from the upper reaches, with hanging hangings on the boats. The curtains were hung, the lanterns were lit, it was extremely gorgeous, and the laughter of men and women could be heard, which was heart-stirring..."

"Across the river bank, you can smell the strong aroma of rouge, so it is called 'rouge boat'."

"These ships don't stop, they keep sailing into the distance, and I don't know where they will dock in the end..."

Mo Hua was a little surprised, "More than one?"

Old Yutou nodded, "Yes, there are many boats. When I see them, there are usually seven or eight boats, shrouded in heavy fog, swimming forward in a line."

Mo Hua frowned.

There seems to be a slight discrepancy between what Old Yutou said and what he saw...

He also saw flower boats in the Yanshui River that night.

The night was thick and the river was dark, but on the flower boat, there were bright lights, light smoke and lingering sounds.

But this flower boat is the only one.

Moreover, there are a group of "gongzi" figures on the boat.

He even glanced at each other from a distance through the black mist with a "gongzi" on the ship who held the moon in front of the stars, but had scarlet eyes like a demon...

The scene of that night came to Mo Hua's mind again, and he was a little distracted for a moment.

"My benefactor, my benefactor..."

Old Yutou called out several times before Mo Hua came back to his senses.

Seeing Mo Hua's solemn expression, Lao Yutou couldn't help but feel a little nervous, and asked in a low voice: "What kind of murder case is this Rouge Zhou involved in? Is it serious?"

How do you know about ink painting?

He just said it casually.

"It's hard to say..." Seeing that Lao Yutou was a little uneasy, Mo Hua said, "However, this case has little to do with you, so I'm just asking casually."

Only then did Lao Yutou feel relieved.

Mo Hua wanted to ask more, but he saw Xiao Shunzi and Xiao Shuizi turning over under the eaves in the distance, rubbing their eyes, and seemed to have woken up, so he stopped asking.

Some things are really not good for children to hear.

It was already past noon, the heat had subsided, and the sun began to set.

Mo Hua then left.

Lao Yutou tried his best to persuade Mo Hua to stay overnight. "There is nothing to prepare at noon. I have already told Dachuan to go to the river to catch a big fish in the evening and make a whole fish banquet for my benefactor..."

Whole fish feast…

Mo Hua is indeed a bit greedy.

But he really didn't have time.

The ten-day break was over, and he had to return to the sect as soon as possible. If it was late, he would have to go on the night journey.

"Uncle Yu, I accept your suggestion. Next time..." Mo Hua declined politely.

Old Yutou tried to persuade him to stay, but when he saw that he couldn't keep him, he put a few whitebait in a fish basket and asked Mo Hua to take it back to eat, and then personally delivered Mo Hua to the door.

Before leaving, Mo Hua let go of his spiritual consciousness and scanned the small fishing village to make sure that there was no aura of the evil god, and then he felt completely at ease.

However, he withdrew his consciousness and turned around to leave when he suddenly noticed something. His expression changed slightly and he turned around and asked:

"Incense was also offered in the fishing village?"

"Yes," Old Yutou nodded and said with a pious expression, "A few days ago, I enshrined a little fairy boy to ensure everyone's safety."

"Little fairy boy?"

Mo Hua was stunned.

Who?