Talk about the world of mortals in detail

Perhaps for many practitioners, seeing a place like Pingzhou may only give them a brief glance. Even in the eyes of some powerful people in the world, this is just a "little Pingzhou".

However, Yu Xinmei already has a deep understanding of these human cities, where mortals cultivate their health and live together.

Thousands of families live in this so-called small Pingzhou. People have their own thoughts and personalities. Men, women, old and young go about their own business, and the sun rises and sets.

All kinds of locals and a steady stream of foreign visitors make up this seemingly inconspicuous Pingzhou City, and it also creates a complex atmosphere.

It is not easy to find a person in such a city and know whether that person is really not here, because sometimes people's temperament will change. Although the change is small, it really does change.

And it’s not just men. After all, it’s not uncommon to be reincarnated as a man in one life and as a woman in the next. The only good thing is that Zhou Youzhi passed away less than thirty years ago, so he is unlikely to be too old in this life. .

Yu Xinmei sometimes even wonders whether she has met Zhou Youzhi a long time ago but just didn't recognize him, so has she missed him a long time ago?

In the starry night, Yu Xinmei sat cross-legged under a willow tree by the Zhuoyang River. She had tried staying in an inn in the city, but by comparison, being by the water made her more comfortable and made it easier for her to calm down.

It has been several days, not counting every corner of Pingzhou City, but there seems to be little hope. During this period, there were two white rainbows crossing the sky, which must be the former Sword Immortal.

Yu Xinmei thought maybe she should leave here.

In the early morning, mist filled the Zhuoyang River and both sides of the river. Early in the morning, the ferries on the Zhuoyang River were already busy.

The flood has receded this time. Although it did not destroy many houses or cause many casualties, it destroyed many crops. At the same time, driftwood and other objects from upstream also washed away some bridges on the Zhuoyang River along with the flood.

The Zhuoyang River is still quite wide in the section close to Pingzhou City. The nearest bridge has been destroyed. If you don't want to take a long detour, the best way to cross the river is to take a ferry.

To the south of the river is Pingzhou City, an ancient city with only a section of the old city wall left. The city has been expanded several times and has been peaceful for many years, but no more walls have been built to surround the city.

On the north bank of the Zhuoyang River, some people who were waiting to cross the river were waiting on the bank, waiting for the ferries to come and pick them up.

Two more boats docked. Some of the people on the shore were carrying vegetables and live poultry, some were carrying boxes, and some were traveling lightly, but everyone squeezed in.

"Boatman, how much does it cost to cross the river?" "Let me get on the boat first!"

"I'll go first, hey, hey, don't be crowded!" "Hurry up, son, I've got a seat for you!"

The boatman was also using his oars to support the back side of the boat to prevent the boat from being pushed away from the shore, and at the same time he was shouting loudly.

"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, take it easy! It costs ten cents per person, and carrying a pole counts as two people!"

"What? Ten cents, and the price has increased again?" "Why does carrying a pole count as two people?"

"You are carrying two baskets. They are big and heavy. It's fair to say that you two are worth ten cents each. You don't like to sit down. Alas, the Zhuoyang River is so wide. I don't want to take a boat to take a detour of thirty miles. Legs go!”

"Hey, sit, sit, sit!"

"That's right!"

The boatman was happy, and the situation on the other boat was similar.

On the shore, there was a man who looked elegant and dressed in dark clothes. He had a bun on his head and a knot in his hands. He was walking on the shore with a frown and a bag on his back. He was not dressed like an ordinary scholar, but he didn't look like a farmer either.

"Hey boatman, can I cross the river for five cents?"

"Five cents? Are you joking, young man? They won't agree even if I promise?"

"Yes, it cost me ten cents!" "Oh, I can agree to it, the boatman, as long as you refund me five cents!"

"Go! Go! Go!"

The boatman cursed, looked at the people on the boat, and then looked at the people on the shore.

"Young man, can you sit down for ten cents?"

The man on the shore shook his head.

"Okay, if you don't want to sit down, don't sit down. However, I would like to remind you, don't think about taking a detour. If you go thirty miles into the mountains, there will be strong men, jackals, tigers and leopards!"

The boatman frightened the young man on the shore so that he would rarely leave the house after seeing him, then he pushed the boat and left.

The people waiting for the boat next to me have almost left, and only a few are left. They all think the boat fare is expensive.

"Oh, these boatmen are all jealous when they see money." "That's right, there are ten cents, just wait a little longer!"

"Is there still a boat?" "It's hard to say. There should be. As soon as there are fewer people taking the boat, the price will naturally be reduced!"

The remaining people were talking, and the young man also frowned and looked at the other side. He was short of money. If he really couldn't do it, he could wait until tomorrow, but he definitely couldn't delay it any longer, because the provincial examination would be in three days.

At this time, in the morning mist, the boatman of a ferry boat was humming and rowing as it approached the north shore.

The ferry seemed to be coming slowly and leisurely, but it soon reached the shore. An old man on the boat was wearing a raincoat and a bamboo hat. He had stopped rocking the oar in his hand, letting the boat slowly approach the shore with the inertia, while the boatman himself held a hand in his hand. A gourd took a sip.

"Boatman, does your boat carry people across the river?"

Someone asked anxiously, and the captain on the boat put down the gourd and smiled.

"Of course it's for ferrying people. Dear guests, if you want to cross the river, just get on the boat!"

The man carrying the luggage asked quickly.

"How much does one cost?"

The boatman smiled and held out five fingers.

"Five cents a head!"

The people on the shore were immediately overjoyed.

"Okay, okay! I'll get on the boat!" "Me too!" "Hey, hey, don't squeeze, don't squeeze!"

"I'll go first!"

The remaining people scrambled to get on the boat one by one. The man in dark clothes couldn't squeeze through the others. The boat was also shaking left and right under the feet of people who got on board one after another. Some people in the distance seemed to hear the noise and rushed to the shore. While running.

Finally, a man in dark clothes also got on the boat, but all the good seats on the boat were occupied, so he could only stand at the bow.

"Boatman, boatman—there are still people there—"

Someone was running over there and wanted to come over, but the boatman smiled and shook his head.

"Sit down and take a ride——"

As the words fell, there were no poles used to prop up the shore. The ferry had slowly left the shore, and then gradually turned to the south bank of Zhuoyang River.

"The breeze comes south to Guiping Prefecture~~~ Rocking oars to ferry people~Exchange for fine wine~~~Drunk life~Relieve thousands of worries~~~Don't think about power~Don't think about worries"

On the Zhuoyang River in the early morning, the boatman's singing rose and fell melodiously, as if it spread to both sides of the river and drifted far along the river. People sitting on the ferry also listened quietly. Listening to the singing gave people a peaceful feeling, even The man on the bow didn't seem to be impatient anymore.

Under the willow tree outside the city on the south bank, Yu Xinmei's eyelids twitched slightly. She also heard the melodious singing. Then she opened her eyes and subconsciously looked into the river, as if she wanted to see where it was through the thin mist. A boatman is singing.

In the process of searching for Zhou Youzhi, Yu Xinmei would occasionally be moved by some people. They were the unique spirituality of mortals and the fireworks of the world.

In Pingzhou City, Yi Shuyuan was walking on the street holding a folding fan. At this moment, he looked up at the sky with a feeling, smiled and shook his head, and then opened his mouth slightly.

At this moment, a trace of mist emerged from the dragon ball in the body, and it was spit out gently from Yi Shuyuan's mouth.

The next moment, the original cloudy sky seemed to be a little darker, and then it started to rain.

"Wow, wow, wow"

The rain enveloped Pingzhou City and quickly spread to the entire Pingzhou and surrounding areas. On the contrary, the thin layer of mist on the Zhuoyang River dissipated in the rain.

Of course, this rain seems to have other special features. For example, there is a sword light crossing Pingzhou on the horizon at this moment. Even though he looks down, he is completely unaware of what is happening by the river.

A little light rain was nothing to Yu Xinmei, but it made her feel a little better. She walked forward in the rain, just to see what the singing boatman looked like.

On the Zhuoyang River, the ferry swayed slightly as it approached the shore. The boatman rocked the oar, and from time to time he would lift the gourd and take a sip. Then the boat docked. It was not a serious dock, but the boat's head hit the muddy ridge by the river.

"We're here!" "Get off the boat, get off the boat!" "It's raining, it's raining!"

"Yeah"

"Oh, don't push it, oops"

This time the man on the bow was almost pushed out of the boat by the people on the boat and fell directly to the shore, while the people on the boat scrambled to get off.

Of course they were in such a hurry not just because it was raining, but the boatman might have been drunk and had not confiscated the fare. Some people were kind enough to leave the money, while others just ran away.

The man who fell to the ground rubbed his knees and watched those people running away, and couldn't help but yell angrily.

"These bastards!"

After saying that, the man got up, patted the mud on his body, shrank to the side of the boat, took out five copper coins and handed them to the boatman.

"Boatman, my boat money!"

The boatman smiled "hehe" and reached out to take the copper coins. Then he paddled a few times and the boat had left the shore, singing songs and sailing towards the Zhuoyang River.

The man didn't want to stay by the river for a long time, so he started running quickly, but before he could take more than two steps, he seemed to notice something. He looked behind the tree on one side and saw a woman in white looking at him blankly. Own.

This woman's beauty seemed to have only been described in books, and it made the man's eyes widen.

"Ouch." "Ah!"

Two screams of pain sounded at the same time, and the man bumped into another person, and they both fell to the ground at the same time. However, the latter had no intention of arguing with him, but hurried to the river and shouted.

"Boatman - don't leave, boatman - you are only doing one side of the business? I'm going to the North Shore -"

Unfortunately, only the singing in the river echoed, and the boatman seemed not to have heard it.

The man over there rubbed his head and stood up, his eyes still looking in the direction of the woman. It seemed that because of the collision just now, the woman was covering her mouth and smiling.

"Oh! It's all your fault that I couldn't catch the boat!"

The people on the shore turned back, pointed at the man and started scolding him.

"Ah? I'm rude and disrespectful. It's my fault. Please forgive me, brother!"

"You don't look unreasonable. Why don't you look ahead when you walk?"

"Yes, yes, brother, you must teach me a lesson!"

Of course, the man was apologizing again and again. It was true that he hadn't looked ahead just now. The scolder didn't mean to make things difficult for him when he saw him like this. He couldn't vent his anger. In addition, it was still raining, so he naturally stopped grabbing him. He didn't let go, said a few words and left quickly.

But after a while, the man whose dark clothes were stained with mud looked again in the direction of the woman, only to find that she had disappeared. This caused the man to look around and then stayed in the rain for a long time.

Is it just an illusion?

More than a dozen steps away, under the tree on the shore, Yu Xinmei was hiding here with her back against the big tree, one hand on her chest, and her breathing was slightly rapid.

Found it, finally found it, really found it!

But when she really found it, Yu Xinmei didn't know how to face it. She couldn't just say that you were very kind to me in your previous life, and I will repay you, right?